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saisons-en-enfer · 2 months
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Inmesher
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karlydraws · 3 months
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"Hey mister, who's that tall fella next to you?"
Your (not so) dead bride haunting you
@shelternmberone 's Ghostwood au
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minalots · 10 months
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✝️✝️✝️
(AU & design belongs to @shelternmberone )
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renardsruses · 10 months
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This stranger was warmly familiar, but his name was hazy to recall, crackled in your memory like weathered words on a headstone.
Happy Wolfwood Wednesday! here’s a fanart of @shelternmberone ‘s Ghostwood AU
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chaoticandrogynous · 10 months
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They say the place is haunted
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The shaded inside of a crumbled stone church, with an empty arched window broken at the upper right corner along with much of the wall. Rubble is piled on the floor. A muted yellow and purple sky shines through the hole. In front of the window stands a bloodied Wolfwood, holding the Punisher over his shoulder. The Punisher's cloth wrapper is rotting off and hanging in strips, exposing the rust underneath. Wolfwood is surrounded by glowing smoke that is leaking from his mouth and the wounds in his body, and his heart can be seen through his chest, leaking golden light from many cracks.
Blood runs across the floor from under his feet, and out of the blood white calla lilies are growing, the flowers surrounded by dim haloes of light.
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sylvich · 6 months
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Tested some brushes, eventually got frustrated and tired, still love Ghostwood very much. Sorry for the silly sketches:(
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Have this big boi separetely, I really like how he turned out despite all my lineart mistakes (I got soooo confused and the brush was difficult to tame but ohhhh the TeXtUrE)
(AU belongs to shelternmberone)
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lots-o-doodles · 1 year
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He never was very good at letting sleeping dogs lie...
Fanart of @shelternmberone 's very Ghostwood AU
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rego-mem · 1 year
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Happy New Year, @shelternmberone ! You are great artist and a even greater friend. I love your Ghostwood dearly. I wish he'll see his Vash once again and will find love and peace. And all of us too.
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eggmixercortex · 1 year
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he did not so much crawl out of his grave as bleed through it.
ghostwood au by @shelternmberone​
IF you were wondering yes this is physical i tore through THREE PAGES of my sketchbook for this thing
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shina-moon-art · 1 year
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@shelternmberone’s ghostwood au has a grip on my soul
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statvette · 11 months
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something is up with that priest
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8redphoenix8 · 2 years
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NOT AN ANGEL
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winter-seance · 1 year
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Ghostwood (2008)
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something flips the switch and i collapse inside
it’s all wrong
all wrong
[ ghostwood au by @shelternmberone ]
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cornercrescent · 6 months
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characters from a story am revamping. in order is chess, quartz, ethel, and lucien.
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crucifixi · 9 months
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[ GOODBYE ]:     as they’re bidding each other farewell for the foreseeable future, the sender gently touches their forehead against the receivers. --- @apostacizing
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀FOREHAND TOUCH
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ @apostacizing
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a melancholic glow across the desolate landscape, Nicholas and Wolfwood stood side by side, their hearts heavy with the weight of impending separation. The air was thick with unspoken words, and the silence between them spoke volumes.
They knew this farewell was not like the others. Fate had conspired against them, tearing them apart for an indefinite period. Nicholas, usually composed and stoic, could no longer contain his sorrow. Tears streamed down his face, his small shoulders shaking with the weight of his despair. It was a rare sight.
Wolfwood wished he could shield the boy from the cruel reality that awaited them both. But life had other plans, and they were mere pawns in its merciless game. Nicholas stood with his heart pounding, tears streaming down his face, his small fists clenched at his sides. The Wolfwood, an older mirror of himself, knelt before him, a somber expression etched into his features.
Eyes shimmering with unshed tears, Wolfwood gently pressed his forehead against Nicholas', a silent promise in the action. It was a tender moment, a painful farewell that had to be done.
Nicholas could barely see through his tears, his heart aching with a pain he hadn't felt before. Nicholas clung desperately to the older version of himself, his tiny hands gripping the fabric of Wolfwood's coat as if trying to anchor him to this world. His voice trembled as he pleaded, his words choked with sorrow.
❛ Promise... promise me you'll come back soon. You better old man.. ❜
Nicholas sobbed, his voice echoing in the silent room.
Wolfwood's heart shattered, for he knew that soon would be an empty promise. The weight of their shared destiny pressed against him, suffocating him with its inevitability. He wanted nothing more than to grant Nicholas's plea, to promise him the world and keep him safe from harm. But the truth was cruel and unyielding, a bitter pill they both had to swallow.
But as Nicholas clung to him, his small body shaking with sobs, Wolfwood knew the promise was empty. He was walking a path with no return, a path that would take him far away from Nicholas.
As he gently pried Nicholas' hands from his cloak and stood up, he cast one last look at the boy. His younger self. His heart ached at the raw pain in Nicholas' eyes.
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