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swiftmitsu · 3 months

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*places Nightmare in your hands*

Here is your King, my liege 👑✨

#nightmare sans #dreamtale au #dreamtale #nightmare dreamtale #undertale au #art #my art #undertale #sans undertale #au undertale #sans au #au sans #undertale sans #undertale fandom #undertale alternate universe #im trying to get things done but this man keeps occupying my brain space #he’s also just one colour so i love him for that 👍#also ew the quality on mobile tumblr is so bad help me why do the colours look like thay

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calista-222 · 2 years

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help I keep breaking eggs

#my art #comic #how do I even tag any of this #digital art #digital drawing #next time I'll probably break an egg when it's still in the carton with my luck somehow #also I love fried eggs but cleaning raw egg???#a nightmare #ew ew ew gooey texture I hate it #anyways art block is also kicking my ass but at least I managed to draw this

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nightmareishomophobic · 12 days

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I got you shoes nighty:3

"Oh- UGH! WHAT THE ACTUAL SH#T!?"

#undertale #nightmare sans #dreamtale #dreamtale nightmare #undertale au #sans #sans au #rp #rp blog #UGH EW

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mppmaraudergirl · 1 month

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I had a dream last night where you said you were switching to writing about jegulus...

#condolences on your nightmare #not even if there was a gun to my head would i disrespect jp that way #anti jegulus #ship and let ship #but also ew

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sunnydayaoe · 1 year

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x-junwrites-x · 1 year

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Just a Nightmare Drabble

Tord x Reader

Tw: depictions of despair

Tord felt like he was drowning, the darkness swallowing him whole after a minute of trying to gasp for air but failing to fill his lungs. He was starting to drift in the cold that surrounded him, feeling the sting of the air on the pallor of his skin. If he focused hard enough, he could feel a little warmth coming from somewhere in front of him, but he just felt it was best to just let himself float in the nothingness. It wasn’t until he started to realize that he truly couldn’t breathe was when he really started to thrash in the nothingness. If he gripped his chest hard enough he could just tear his heart ou-

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“Tord, wake up, please!” Your voice snapped him out of his allusive nightmare. Stormy gray eyes met a worried expression as you stared at him in the dim warm light that your bedside lamp provided. The blankets were still swamped on his torso, shoved nearly all the way off in his thrashing. “Hey, come back to me. You’re alright, you’re with me.” You soothed him, a warm hand finding its way over his chest. Just over his racing heart. You felt the way his chest rose and fell steadily, a little fast for your liking as he caught his breath.

Tord blinked at you before his eyes drifted to the ceiling. He swallowed. His remaining hand reached up to squeeze over yours on his chest. It was just a nightmare. A stupid night terror. He hadn’t had one in a long while.

“Are you back to me?” You asked quietly, words coming out softer than intended to. His eyes flickered to yours, the scars over the right side of his face stretching as he gave you a subdued grimace.

“I’m fine.” He croaked out, giving your hand a final squeeze before he was sitting up gingerly. His back rested on the headboard, his left hand tousling his bed head so that his hair was out of his eyes.

You couldn’t help but find him attractive as your eyes tracked the movement.

“It was just a nightmare.” He muttered, eyes flicking to the corner of your bedroom. You nodded, a frown on your lips as you carefully moved to sit closer to him to where your thighs touched. He looked down at where you were touching, head tipping to rest over the crown of yours. You nuzzled into his neck, planting a kiss to the raised skin you found there before kissing the corner of his mouth where the scars weren’t the most prominent. It was where he felt the most comfortable on that side of his face. Though, you would gladly kiss him all over if he ever allowed it.

“Thanks.” He whispered, tired eyes finding yours again. His brow twitched as you gave him a small smile, resting your head against his shoulder.

If this was how his week started, it was going to be a long one.

He blew out a breath. He could use a smoke.

#tord x reader #eddsworld x reader #ew tord #eddsworld tord #eddsworld tord x reader #ew #fanfic #character x reader #nightmares #the end tord #eddsworld fanfic #eddsworld #no y/n

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stripesysheaven · 10 months

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going to throw up my cousin just texted me. we haven’t talked since i was like 8

#cousin is older than me so she probably remembers me more than i remember her #this is so bzbznxhxhzj oh no im so awkward ew how do i navigate this #i forgot my dad gave my aunt my number because she wanted to get to know me #my dad and his sister weren’t talking for like a decade so #oh this is a nightmare #also can’t figure out what side of myself to show her #bc our family is super conservative and sucks #but i know her and her sister aren’t as bad as our family but idk how much #and. without getting into details like they’re both in the acting world and one of them played a queer character so ???#im not sure what to take from that #anyway im going to throw up #also in her text she included cowboy emojis. is this because she knows i live in texas or is she just like that #what the fuck do i do #my posts

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wonder-worker · 10 days

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I've been thinking about the tragedy of Elizabeth Woodville living to see the death of her family name.

I don't mean her family with her husband, which lived on through her daughter and grandson. I mean her own.

Her sisters died, one by one, many of them after 1485. When Elizabeth died, only Katherine was left, and she would die before the turn of the century as well.

All her brothers died, too. Lewis died in childhood. John was executed. Anthony was murdered. Lionel died suddenly in the peak of Richard's reign, unable to see his niece become queen. Edward perished at war. Richard died in grieving peace. For all the violence and judgement the family endured, it was "an accident of biology" that ended their line: none of the brothers left heirs, and the Woodville name was extinguished. We know the family was aware of this. We know they mourned it, too:

“Buy a bell to be a tenor at Grafton to the bells now there, for a remembrance of the last of my blood.”

Elizabeth lived through the deposition and death of her young sons, and lived to see the end of her own family name. It must have been such a haunting loss, on both sides.

#(the quote is by Richard Woodville in his deathbed will; he was the last of the Woodville brothers to die)#elizabeth woodville #woodvilles #my post #to be clear I am not arguing that the death of an English gentry family name is some kind of giant tragedy (it absolutely the fuck is not)#I'm trying to put it into perspective with regards to what Elizabeth may have felt because we know her family DID feel this way #writing this kinda reminded me of how I am just not fond at all about the way Elizabeth's experiences in 1483-85 are written about #and the way lots so many of the unprecedentedly horrifying aspects are overlooked or treated so casually:#the seizure and murder of two MINOR sons and the illegal execution of another;#her sheer vulnerability in every way compared to all her queenly predecessors; how she was harassed by 'dire threats' for months;#how she had 5 very young daughters with her to look after at the time (Bridget and Katherine were literally 3 and 4 years old);#how unprecedented Richard's treatment of her was: EW was the first queen of england to be officially declared an adulteress;#and the first and ONLY queen to be officially accused of witchcraft #(Joan of Navarre was accused of her treason; she was never explicitly accused of witchcraft on an official level like EW was)#the first crowned queen of england to have her marriage annulled; and the first queen to have her children officially bastardized #what former queens endured through rumors* were turned into horrifying realities for her.#(I'm not trying to downplay the nightmare of that but this was fundamentally on a different level altogether)#nor did Elizabeth get a trial or appeal to the church. like I cannot emphasize this enough: this was not normal for queens #and not normal for depositions. ultimately what Richard did *was* unprecedented #and of course let's not forget that Elizabeth had literally just been unexpectedly widowed like 20 days before everything happened #I really don't feel like any of this is emphasized as much as it should be?#apart from the horrifying death of her sons - but most modern books never call it murder they just write that they 'disappeared'#and emphasize that ACTUALLY we don't know what happened to them (this includes Arlene Okerlund)#rather than allowing her to have that grief (at the very least)#more time is spent dealing with accusations that she was a heartless bitch or inconsistent intriguer for making a deal with Richard instead #it also feels like a waste because there's a lot that can be analyzed about queenship and R3's usurpation if this is ever explored properly #anyway - it's kinda sad that even after Henry won and her daughter became queen EW didn't really get a break #her family kept dying one by one and the Woodville name was extinguished. and she lived to see it #it's kinda heartbreaking - it was such a dramatic rise and such a slow haunting fall #makes for a great story tho

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i-send-you-random-asks · 3 months

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beautiful product tumblr recommended to me i think you should see it too

Why would you send this to me

#yellow dog #disgusting #tw pp #ew #nightmare

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vroomian · 10 months

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Bitter water in regards to the teenager thing you couldn’t hand wave YRZ in order to Not Fuck A Child in A Fuck or Die situation comes up with the Just Die technique in which he (briefly) kills you then resuscitates you! Still traumatizing but no genitalia involved!

I mean that would probably work for some very fast acting types but I pictured being papa planted more like being poisoned. You don’t stop being poisoned just because you’re dead. The poisons still in the corpse, it’s just not affecting it anymore because it’s a corpse.

Plus Yrz, morally speaking, shifts with the general societys morals. Living in a world where there’s so much fuck or die means that sex and the taboos around it simply aren’t the same as regular earth. Yrz dual culvating with a teenager to save their life would absolutely not be seen as weird! But outside of life saving it’d be seen as improper. It’s like the difference between kissing someone without consent and giving them life saving mouth to mouth.

Yrz would feel a little skeeved out but he’s a professional before anything else. If there was no choice Yrz would simply do it.

Fortunately, A lot of the papaplants don’t hit younger people as hard, so they can simply be carefully knocked out while they process it out of their systems!

#like i get it’s a little ew but I’m I treated in the way the world of pidw should have developed thanks to all the aphrodisiacs #like. oh my god #by our standards it’d be a nightmare world but to people living in it #it’s normal #Im taking this thought to its logical conclusion!#bfiasc aus #you've got questions we've got answers #bitter water au

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starswirly · 8 months

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