#old idea

Do y'all want me yapping about "nightmare and the gang human au where they live on a shtty apartment" i dreamt about one time?

Too bad I'm gonna yap anyway.

Warnin for: A lot of fuckin text and This is a year old idea I decided to dig out.

So basically I'm lucid dreaming in some Mexican town and i got lost and went inside some hippie backrooms. There was a lot of people talking weird spiritual stuff and some guy leaded me to an undertale section. There were a few people there that looked like undertale oc's, and the guy leaded me to a door and he said something about me finally finding the D O O R and that i finally made it. I was there like: ???

And then he pushed me to the other side of the door and everything went black

Then i wake up (in the dream) because of the sun and when i sit up I look at my side

Holy moly is that fucking Nightmare-

I was in a room. In (what it looked like) an appartment. With Nightmare sans human sleeping besides me.

After panicking internally for a few seconds I managed to get out of the bed without killing nightmare and i started to walk around the room. I made a recreation of the appartment in the sims4 I'll try to find the picture i took because my pc is dead.

The apartment. (And me trying to get out of the bed without killing nightmare)

Green: Killer, Dust and Horror's room (possibly cross too)

Blue: Bathroom.

Yellow: Nightmare's "room"

Red: Kitchen

Black line: Windows

It didn't happen much after that. Just me snooping around the appartment.

I managed to take a peek of the trio's bedroom; a bunk bed and a normal bed, in one of the corners i don't remember well what it was but i assumed it was a sleeping bag. (Cross sleeps on the floor)

A little detail i remember well is that they had a few playstation controllers hanging on one of the corners of the bunk bed.

Oh and one of the water pipes broke and nightmare had to fix it.

Now the fun part.

The part where I add random ass stuff because I got obsessed with the idea✨✨✨

The trio's designs i made them up because i didn't see them but i drew a bit back then for the occasion.

Killer, Dust and ignore Horror his actual design is this:

Baby

Agsgafahethegays LOOKATTHEMLlOOKATTHEMLOOKATHEM-

I don't have drawings of nightmare from that time except this:

And before you ask, yes he was smashable. I'm not afraid to admit it. He was a tall lanky bitch in my dream. I didn't see the others but i did saw nightmare walking around and he was either tall as fuck or i am tiny as hell (i was tiny as hell)

Some other stuff i made up for the occasion was their works and stuff like that

For example Horror and Killer work at a pizzeria, Horror as one of the cooks and Killer as a delivery guy.

Now a funny thought, if you called that pizzeria there will be a small chance for Killer to be the one to deliver the pizza.

Prank material.

Another thing i was thinking about was Killer having a YouTube channel. I saw those controllers, they play mariokart emulated on a laptop and you can't convince me otherwise.

Nightmare works at a library because i said so and because he's the biggest nerd.

And Dust? Idk. He'd work night shift at some gasoline station or something like that.

ALSO gravitating back to Horror and this is something I'm obsessed with and I'll never get tired of using it. Horror uses that wool hat because he's insecure about his scar and to not weird out other people. He only uses it when he goes outside and he stays in his room if there's new people visiting the house and can't cover his scar AND I'M OBSESSED WITH THE IDEA.

Anyway i think that's it so I'm gonna put a few other drawings from that time

At the beginning of 2024, I had ambitious plans to start creating a webtoon 📝 I wrote a very detailed script, divided it into chapters, designed the two main characters, created pseudo-promotional "posters," and... that was it ⚰️

It turned out that my idea was a bit too much for me – the plot focused largely on "werewolves" who could transform into wolves fighting each other in the arena on behalf of wealthy families. And, well... drawing wolves is unfortunately beyond my capabilities XD I might revive this project someday because I really, really care about it – I'm a huge fan of the Omega Verse/Abo Verse, so it was obvious to me that my first webtoon would be based on that theme.

The first time it happened, Eric's cluelessness over how to react was probably palpable. Kyle had chosen the movie for their group hang session, one of the only traditions they'd managed to uphold every other weekend since starting college. It was some cheap, poorly-filmed thriller with C-list actors and predictable jump cares. Halfway through it, Eric almost considered telling Kyle to shut it off because it was so just so amateurishly awful and corny, but that was when it happened.

The four of them were placed where they usually were: Kyle, Stan, and Cartman on the sofa respectively, while Kenny sprawled across the floor in front of them. It didn't matter whose place they chose (this time it was Eric's apartment); they always sat in this arrangement. Eric was so used to the pattern that he would've questioned a change by now, but what he wasn't used to was a particularly violent, loud scene sending Stan directly into his shoulder, almost his lap.

And not by a little bit, either. Stan had actually pivoted his entire body toward him and buried his face into his neck and shoulder a little to hide his eyes from what was happening on the screen. Eric froze as soon as he felt him there, wondering if anyone would say anything, but both Kyle and Kenny seemed absorbed in the murder scene. One of Stan's legs was raised, nudging Eric's thigh.

Meanwhile, Eric sat as still as a rock and tried to remember how to be human. Stan was one of his best friends. They'd known each other for-fucking-ever and had surely hugged a couple of times here and there, but he'd never known the guy to nestle into him like this.

If he concentrated closely enough, he could feel the flutter of Stan's eyelashes and lips against his neck.

"C'mon, man," Eric murmured when he worried Stan might begin to feel his temperature rising. "It's just a dumb movie."

Kyle and Kenny still weren't paying attention, their eyes glued to the screen as if they were witnessing a cinematic masterpiece. Eric was pretty sure he could see the "dead" girl onscreen breathing, not that he was paying attention to much else beside Stan's harsh breathing against him.

"S-Sorry," Stan muttered, withdrawing from him by an inch to settle back into his own spot. With him disappeared his woodsmoke-y, herbal scent. Figuring turning to look directly at him was too awkward, Eric side eyed him and saw that his skin was also pinkish, and his eyes were wide. He looked truly frightened. Cartman kind of felt sorry for him. He was the only one leaping every time something obviously fake and grotesque popped around the corner in the movie.

Question flitted through Cartman's mind for the remainder of the film. Why had Stan chosen him to lean on when he just as easily could have hidden into Kyle, his best friend?

More importantly, why hadn't Eric ever noticed how long Stan's eyelashes were before? Eric swallowed that thought with a swig from his soda bottle. For some inane reason, he spent the remaining hour hoping for another cheesy kill scene that might send Stan into him again. He'd never thought of Stan as anything other than his most sensitive friend—a trait of his he always sort of protected and cherished for its sweetness in a world so fucking bleak and unbearable.

He was probably selfish for hoping they'd choose a horror movie again next time, but hell, he knew that about himself already. And when he remembered the next choice was his, he already started flipping through the scariest movies that came to mind. If Stan responded this way to such a crappy movie, how would he act with one that was actually scary? Maybe next time, Stan might even throw his whole arm around him in fear . . . Maybe Eric could put an arm around him comfortingly too?