#bbh dsmp

very old, but still a favorite art. my first fanart for badboyhalo. At that time, I felt bad and his content gave me back the strength to draw and will to continue on my way. I really love everything about his content and him in general.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE / HALLOWEEN COMIC Have a BadBoyHalo dressed as a vampire and a COMIC (I have my personal head cannon that Dream smp BadBoyHalo is a 3-4 century old demon with halo. I thought vampire would be a great costume for him. In my au he is a many century old childish demon, I think that's pretty weird o_o) (Also I gave him a hat but he looks like a western villain for some reason) Anyways enjoy my little comic

For the people who can't read my handwriting:

Skeppy playing his Nintendo switch asks: -"Bad aren't you too old for this" referring to BadBoyHalo's Halloween outfit.

BadBoyHalo turns at him practically offended: -"Skeppy! Age is not a reason to not have fun"

(Description: BBH was posing for some reason then Skeppy interrupted)

Skeppy with a sly expression smirks at BadBoyHalo then says: -"Okay, Okay" -"Stop yelling. I get it." -"Also don't forget to bring me some candy"

TW: Heavy plant/body horror

The man-made cavern was humid, the air thick with spores, choking their every breath. Vines red as blood curled under their feet, coating the stone floor. The flowers blooming on the writhing vines bathed the room in a deep red-orange light.

"Bad?" Sam is the first to break the suffocating silence as they venture carefully into the infested room.

"You came."

The demon's voice echoes throughout the space, rough and raspy. His tone is off, somehow, lacking its lightness.

"Yeah, we came, what's... going on?" Sam gestures for the others to stay near the obsidian-coated doorway. He steps further in as the vines begin creeping up around his boots.

"We need your help." Black and white feathers pepper the living carpet.

"Okay," Sam tries to pick out Bad's familiar form in the dim light, tightening his grip on his trident, "With what, exactly?" He has to tug himself from the vines grasping at him as he forges on toward the egg.

"Sam-" Antfrost calls quietly from the door, worry in his voice.

The mob hybrid gives his feline friend a reassuring wave, keeping his focus on the room.. and the egg. "What do you need, Bad?"

He stops in his tracks as something begins to move, his eyes widening as his heart is dragged into the heels of his boots.

The strange silhouette that sat in front of the egg began to turn and shift in a chorus of creaking and snapping, flaring decaying wings as it grinned with its skeletal face. Vines writhed and curled across its once humanoid body as it outstretched its arms toward him, fingers extruded to unnatural lengths.

He could feel the vines climbing up his legs as it moved, as vines crept from its rotting jaw.

“We are so hungry, Sam."

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This has taken a literal week to finish please help me

I was designing some dudesTM and got distracted by the thought of “what if badboyhalo had a bloodborne esque design”

a cult's sacrifice? not anymore!

request: c!bbh x child!reader genre: fluff(parental and sibling kind y'know?) word count: 968 warnings: child ‘sacrifice’ summary: bbh got a child sacrificed to him from another world so the only reasonable thing to do is to take the child and raise it! right?

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bad glanced around frantically when he was suddenly warped away, mid-conversation with skeppy. around him was a dimly lit room with a dark tone to it all, below him a circle of red, though with all the wrong symbols they probably intended.

one spoke before him, “oh please great one, take this witch’s baby and rid us of our drought, our children are starving and dying of dehydration.” the demon stared at him before slowly taking the baby while speaking, “well- um, this is highly irresponsible, i’ll just take them- and uh, good luck with your drought!”

and with that he was gone, disappeared with the circle closing in. bad was warped back to his exact location from before, where skeppy spun around to stare at him. “bad! what hap-” skeppy paused before shrieking, “why do you have a fucking baby!” his shouting caused the baby to begin crying.

the demon furrowed his unseeable brows, “language skeppy, and look what you did!” bad gently rocked the child back and forth, cooing softly down at them, all while attempting to soften his expression to appear unintimidating. the cries slowly softened, dying down while the baby stared up at bad, eyes wide. when the noise faded the baby raised a hand, poking at bad’s face. a soft smile formed on his expression, temporarily becoming distracted.

skeppy cleared his throat, arms folded. “bad, you have sap to take care of already, and dream for a week or so now, how’re you gonna handle a baby as well as those two?” his brows were furrowed, staring at bad with both concern and mild frustration.

the child’s expression shifted over, before a few giggles left the baby at the sight of skeppy. he froze up in shock, shoulders stiffening. grabby hands were made as bad walked over, “awe, they like you skeppy! and don’t worry i’ll figure out what to do with this little muffin.” bad smiled, watching the baby stare at skeppy in amazement and awe.

his throat cleared, turning his head away with a scoff and a soft ‘whatever’. bad smiled wider before turning around, humming softly while walking home. surely the others would be excited to have a little sibling! right? that’s what he thought anyways, because who could resist this adorable little muffin! bad poked softly at the baby’s cheek while thinking all of this.

the baby giggled loudly, wiggling their arms and legs slightly. “woah there little muffin, try not to fall!” he exclaimed, though he made sure not to be too loud. bad shifted the baby, readjusting his grip on them while the kid cooed back at him.

bad hummed a soft tune to the kid while approaching the house in the woods, pushing the door open with his hip, the lock needed to be fixed anyways. the moment he stepped into the house he heard the two kids talking.

“dreammmm, c’mon!” this was definitely sapnap, “just one more game!” there was a groan that followed sapnap’s pleading. “fine! but i’m hiding this time!” dream’s voice held an undertone of excitement, clearly not as hesitant as he showed.

the demon smiled at the boy’s interaction, “sap! dream! before you go i’d like you both to come here!” clearly they hadn’t heard the door open. the moment bad called sapnap came running around the corner of the front hallway, grinning with his arms up in the air. “dad!” he shouted before skidding to a halt, dream almost crashing into his back, barely keeping himself up by grabbing onto sapnap’s shoulders.

“hey guys, um, i found this little muffin all alone and so i uh, brought them back.” bad smiled, crouching down so the kids could see the baby. sap inched forward, dream peering over his shoulder down at the baby. the baby’s hands rose, making grabbing motions and cooing at the two new kids.

sapnap gasped at the action, slowly putting his hand forward. the baby’s hand curled around one of his fingers, giggling. dream watched with owlish eyes from behind sapnap, who was still staring down at the baby with a look of shock. dad smiled, overjoyed on how the interaction was going.

“is this my new sibling dad?” sapnap glanced up at bad, blinking. the demon’s smile grew softer, “yes they are, this little muffin is your new baby sibling.” he hummed, “do you wanna hold them sappy?”

his eyes flickered back down to the baby briefly, gulping nervously. “can i?” he asked. bad merely nodded, carefully passing the baby over to the seven year old, adjusting sap’s arms so he held the baby correctly.

sapnap stared down at the child, glancing back at dream with a grin. “i’m a big brother! and i’m gonna be a better one than you!” he gloated. dream gasped in mock offense, “no you’re not! i already have tubbo and mama puffy says i’m the best brother!”

the two bickered quieter than normal as bad took the baby back, chuckling at their interaction. this was gonna be an interesting family, wasn’t it?

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a sharp cry filled the air, silence came briefly after it. running footsteps came right after the cry as bad opened the door to the house. before he could say anything he heard sapnap speak, “are you okay?” his voice was filled with concern, though it was deeper now, older.

someone sniffled after sapnap asked them that, a softer, younger voice following. “yeah, i’m fine, thanks sap!”

bad smiled, relieved and content. it had been seven years since he’d brought you home, sapnap was fourteen now. he never regretted bringing you back, through all the years of learning you weren’t human just like the rest of them, and to you immediately being accepted into the family.

BBH was becoming an alcoholic???