Killer has a habit of laying across nightmares desk when bored, which is always. Nightmare has gotten used to it. I like to imagine when the others are still new they don't know how to react to seeing killer so casually flung across the bosses desk. One day nightmare runs out of ink (cause of course he uses an ink well and quill) and he just casually dips into killers eye goop (this is not the first time this has happened just the first time in front of others) he is also used as a stamp/envelope licker. Killer is quite the useful desk tool.
i keep thinking about how women tend to take the husband's last name in marriage but i wonder with the future generations if this will change. i keep thinking about alternatives, not just hyphenating but what if you decided to just pick the name that sounds cooler or matches better with name ideas for future names. or what if you just swapped names. or maybe mashed them together. i was considering this for the book im writing where the last names are Moore and Myers so it could be Moyer or something. or maybe you make up a ship name for each other and make that your last name. or use a completely random name. i hope one day when i meet someone they are open to discussing this.
I've been watching the anime Castlevania and I love the castle aesthetic. Now whenever I picture Nightmares castle I picture him in Dracula's castle especially the extremely tall throne chair and Dracula's study. His castle is definitely all red carpets and wall height bookshelves which is funny since they are all short. Also Killers room is now Alucards room it even has stars on the ceiling! I would love to know what ya'll think nights castle looks like
Does anybody else ever wonder what the world looked like where they are in the past? Like I'll be sitting at my desk in my home and I'll looked at the walls, all the plastered holes and remember that this place was boarded up and abandoned just a year before I moved in. And I wonder what it looked like before. I can see where the door to the water heater has had boards nailed in to keep it closed I can see the broken part of the door frame that doesn't let the bathroom door close properly, it looks like someone broke it down from the inside. I can see where there was clearly a bathtub instead of the standing shower. I can see the holes the paint tries to cover. I wonder what it looked like before it was renovated, before it was even built. I wonder before my city became a city what it looked like.i live in Nevada and I wonder was this city a desert was there ever a man in his horse who stopped in this very place to just look around and the dirt and sagebrush? Who lived here when it was first built? Who was here before it was abandoned? Did they stare at the same wall as me? Lost in thought? Did they make the hole that is now filled with plaster and paint? Did one of the men who made this city what it is stand here and dream of what would be? Did wild horse or deer walk here before I was here?
Has anyone else been just a bit angry that humans are omnivores?? Why couldn't we be just carnivores or herbivores? we as humans need protein, vitamins, minerals, fats, and carbs. I just wanna go out and eat leaves like a giraffe. Giraffes weigh over 1800 - 2000 pounds on average (i think) and they survive on leaves why can't we? or at least raw meat why do we have to cook it to eat it without dying or getting sick?? aren't we omnivores??
I often find myself wondering what happened in places before I got to them. Right now I'm in the hospital and I'm lying in the bed looking around and I wish I knew the people who laid right here. Were they too old or in pain to notice the things I am? Did they look at the surprisingly beautiful view outside? Did they think the painting of the cowgirl in the horse was nice or were they creeped out by the empty eyes of the horse like me? Did they count the same 36 squares over the light directly above them like I did? How many people lost their lives here? I look around this room and have so many questions. Does anyone else question the ghosts in the places they stay?
I just spent an hour looking for a show about a genius pretending to be dumb to avoid bullying only to remember it was a criminal minds fanfic 😭
I love the idea of dust using his hallucinations to go with the other kinda like "you're in Paps chair." Or or if one of them gets a chill or an itch or headache it's like "sorry that's Paps." *Stage whisper* "𝘗𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘖𝘜𝘛 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦" Dust also has a habit of sleeping anywhere including in others closets, under beds, and in the vents. As such he has dirt on everything and everyone but if course Paps tells him everything.
I wanted to draw the murder time trio as animals.