#egg dsmp

the egg from dsmp is a manifestation of the web and the corruption!

1. Gegg (qsmp) both sides because OMFG painting those patches took me until 12 AM AND GOD DAMN IT IF I PUT THAT MUCH WORK IN ITS GONNA BE SEEN

2. The egg (dsmp)

3. Bobby (qsmp) ALSO front and back because those there straps had to be redrawn 12 TIMES also I was gonna add a halo but I finished it at 12:40 so yeah

4. Sunny side up (qsmp) I was so done at this point so I just stained it light yellow and sharpies on sunglasses lol =P

5. Ghostboo/Ranboo ?????? (dsmp) this was so rusjed. It is by far the worst egg here. I was so goddam tired and should have not done such a complicated design at 1 am. I also couldn't keep one half in the dye long enough to stain it dark purple so I painted over it with blue. Also the thing I used for most other eggs for the splotches or things you can dye by itself was frosting dye so it never fully dried out and still smears = [[[[[[[

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”

@natsueyama :]

"i-" they took a step back and turned to leave. “i’m not meant to be here.”

you know you want to come closer.

they scoffed under their breath. ”temptation is fragile and bribery is shallow. im not as weak as others might be.”

i don't believe you to be weak- nothing of the sort. it’s just fact. i know you want to touch it.

they clenched their fists. every fiber of their being told them this was wrong. that they should leave and forget. but something deep in their mind knew that the voice was right. but no, the voice couldn’t be right. the voice couldn’t know anything about them. it was a bluff, it had to be.

”impossible. i am eons older than you. you know nothing of what I’ve endured, and you know nothing about me.”

wrong.

no. they couldnt be wrong. how could they be wrong?

I know everything about you.

impossible.

I know every. excruciating. detail. about what you went through.

they felt the voice seep into their brain. it really did know, somehow.

I know how you feel.

did it?

i know what you want.

did it?

and I can give it to you.

just do it.

Me: [makes the human(ish) Egg in Picrew]

(vers with and without the coat thing)