#scared of spiders

[angelanimedesaray]

I got charged by a fearless aggressive spider while minding my own business in the bathroom and I have not been able to focus on anything since, so I blame the spider that made me scream and throw myself out of the bathroom with as little contact with the floor as possible after it ran out from under the sink and directly at me on the other side of the room for my inability to write or edit or ANYTHING in the past (checks time) three hours.

[lyricsmonsterdraws]

Here's another fact about Cloud! (or Underparadis! Sans) :D

He's scared of spiders now

(Cloud Sans/Underparadis Sans by me)

[the-evil-lovable-simp]

Main drawing^^^

Then some drawings a did after to make some story before that because yes

Ye >:)

[weallcanrelate]

Spiders

Spiders, The Tarantula  

While living in Arizona, I leased a property close to the base of the beautiful Superstition Mountains. I owned a few horses and part of my daily chores for them was to empty and clean out their water troughs. On this day, I tipped a trough over and to my absolute near death feeling of horror, my eyes zoned in on a rather large tarantula that had been staying under the trough. After regaining my composure (ha-ha, not really), dialing down the volume of screams (really, I just ran out of breath), I did what any normal person would do. I ran. Ran fast. Literally hearing Jenny in my head yelling, Run Forrest, Run! Once I was in the safety of my home, the door shut and locked, yes locked! I summoned my daughter (16) to go deal with the beast outside (I realize this sounds borderline mean, but c’mon, it was scary). She, not being concerned with spiders, happily returned to the glass door after searching for the beast and announced that the freak (tarantula) was nowhere to be found. Great. Now we have a rogue irritated tarantula running around like he owns the property. I unlocked the door and allowed her to come inside (after a complete search, to ensure she wasn’t hiding it somewhere). I explained that there was indeed an eight-legged freak out there. And there is no way on this earth that I will be going out there until that thing is either saddled up and rode out of here (because it was that big), harnessed with several ropes and contained, or has expired (cue sad music, NOT). A few days went by, and although the visions of that thing echoed in my brain like a tireless loop of horror, I came to conclusion that IT had found someone else to haunt. 

A few days later, on a quiet evening, as the sun was going down for the day, I was sitting on the back porch with my daughter, discussing what we would do the next day. It got late, so we went inside for the night. I got ready for bed, pulled the covers down and climbed in. I was single at the time, so it was just me in bed... or so I thought. At some point during the night, I heard something outside. So I got out of bed, put my shoes on, and walked through the dark house with my flashlight in hand. I went to the glass door and aimed my flashlight out towards the horses. To my relief, the horses were fine, and I saw nothing alarming or concerning. So, I shrugged it off and returned to my bedroom, kicking off my shoes and grumbling that the horses had woken me up for nothing. Side note, I have this strange habit of needing my sheets and blanket to be pulled flat before climbing into my bed (don’t judge), so I was doing that when out of the corner of my eye, I saw something very dark near the foot of my bed, let me be clear, it was ON MY BED. Now, in the hurry to get up to check on my horses, I forgot to put on my glasses, so I reached for my glasses, put them on, and tried to focus on what that dark thing was on my bed. I didn’t have any lights on in my room, so it was all a bit unclear. As my eyes adjusted, I looked down on my bed, and there it was. That friggin tarantula I had seen a couple days earlier, it was sitting there in all its glory, proud as could be in my house and on MY bed. Staring at me (with all of its eyes), front legs cocked up just a bit for what I was sure was a display of superiority. I could practically hear it shouting, Neener Neener Neener, got you! Well, I was not only frozen in complete fear, but also the disbelief that this eight-legged freak had the audacity to climb into my bed, and now stared at me like I was intruding on him! The screams that came from my mouth that night was both ear piercing, and almost unhuman sounding. I not only woke the people in my house, but I am sure the other residents within a 5-mile radius of my house were now fully aware of my existence. My feet didn’t move, it was as if cement had been poured where my feet were. My brain could not compute the shear horror that this thing was in my bed. Like I said earlier, I was single at the time. So hey, I was young, sure I wanted to be in a relationship with a man, share my life with that someone special. But at no time did I ever imagine that I would be sharing my bed with hairy legs from a tarantula! Once I was able to compose myself, a friend was called, he came over and removed the intruder and put it in a jar (lid securely tightened) and put it outside to be dealt with in the morning. I called my exterminator, I explained to him that somewhere close to my home, a portal of hell had been left opened, and some freak of nature was now stuck in our universe! He responded with; oh, hello Lisa, I’ll be out there as soon as I can. Yes, I had his number on speed dial, and yes, he had been out to slay other creatures at the house before, okay multiple times. After checking all doors and windows in the house, he determined that there was really no way that big ole tarantula got in through a crack. No, he deduced that logically the only way that thing ended up on my bed, was because he had ‘hitch hiked’ on my jeans the evening I was sitting on the back porch and when I took the jeans off that night (while sitting on my bed), he simply crawled onto my bed. He said it with such leisure and with a tone of humor in his voice while flashing this sort of smirk, I wanted to hit him! The idea of that thing latching onto my jeans and holding on, while I walked through MY house and into MY bedroom, waiting for the perfect time to step off my leg and onto my bed!!  I did what any rational person would do in this case, we moved from that house! I do not know what became of the “oh it’s just a non-venomous" 8 legged freak. But simply moving from that house in Arizona was not good or safe enough for me, we moved out of state

[endykelopaedia]

one of my fave things about spiders is how they walk. theyre so thoughful and melodical about every step and i think thats really cute. they pause when they're unsure and approach everything with this poise about them.

from the perspective of my engineering degree, its also really cool how they move their legs using hydraulics of their own haemolymph (bug blood).

they also have little toe beans. thats also great.

hehehghsh look at them

[moosegbt]

Happy one year anniversary to my Over the Garden Wall VHS tape project!

I made it in both orange and black. I like black more, but orange really feels more in the spirit of the season. I used the shell from a VHS copy of the Rugrats movie.

I made the box art using various screenshots from the show, as well as some promo art. The description was taken from the DVD release, and the description title “will you take a peek?” was the tagline during the promotion of the show.

The back also has a fun little easter egg: the barcode is for candy corn!

What’s more is the tape has a special cut of the series that I made myself. I cropped every single scene in every single episode to make sure it naturally fit in a 4:3 aspect ratio, and I edited the episodes together to flow as if it were one movie (the pacing is a little like Babe). Additionally, I added trailers for movies that give me the same nostalgic vibes (The Last Unicorn, Princess Mononoke, Steven Universe: The Movie, and The Iron Giant). I also added the Warner Brothers and Cartoon Network title cards.

I printed this cut into the tape by integrating a VCR into my PC setup. If you want to see more about this project, I have a few videos about it on my TikTok @MooseGBT, or you can check out the main one right here!

The video has an earlier version of the tape, which is why the actual tape doesn’t have a real label (it’s kind of just a piece of paper slapped on upside down with tape). The content on the tape, however, is the same.

This was a really fun project, and I’ve already started working on a VHS cut of Scott Pilgrim vs The World, Steven Universe: The Movie, the Star Wars Sequel trilogy (I have 1-6 on VHS, and I also want 7-9), and the other Star Wars movies (the Christmas Special, the Clone Wars, Solo, Kenobi, and Rogue One). I also have plans to begin editing and printing the FNAF movie, the spiderverse trilogy (once ATSV pt 2 comes out), and Don’t Hug me I’m Scared.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Abby isn't scared of any FNAF animatronic..

[technically-human]

When the ghost who read to you as you died activates all of your Must Protect instincts

[falafels]

pt.20!! <pt.19 pt.21>

tsc heavy bc i miss them and my bones are vibrating with the countdown to tgr

tag gang @andrewsleftarmband @blurryhour @you-know-i-get-itt @notexactlythatgirl @strangeoffputtingrat @tessasilverswan @minyard-05 @carbon-dated-gal @bisexualchaosdemon @stormiiflies @watercoloureyes01 @vampire-overlord @iron-sides @azure-wing @buffalo-fox @ohgodnotagainplease @pink-hydrangea @jaywalkerss

[otiksimr]

Round two of funky dragons! (1) This time featuring a whole lot more bugs.

[lem4dead]

tfp decepticritters

[spacebugarts]

Yk what drawing bugs really makes you appreciate how silly these little guys actually look bc like. This guy's chelicerae are shaped like chicken drumsticks and he looks like he was designed by Jim Henson wdym people are afraid of these things???

[lotus--pond]

scary dog privileges but it's not clear which one of them is the scary dog

In reality it's both of them but-

[metamatronic]

“It makes sense why ASGORE took so long to hire a new Royal Scientist. After all, the old one... Dr. Gaster. What an act to follow!” “One day, he vanished without a trace. They say he shattered across time and space.” “Well, I needn't gossip. After all, it's rude to talk about someone who's listening.”

it’s 2024 and i’m drawing undertale fanart of *checks notes* the gaster followers??? yeah sure alright.

((also i know goner kid is monster kid’s sprite but baby alphys intern has my heart))

[gray-warden]

I just realized I never posted photos of this really pretty harvestman i came across a while back. Note the green pedipalps and the dark and light spots on its back.

[thebat-musicman]

You know who’s killed off in Marvel? Peter Parker’s father figures.

You know who’s killed off in DC? Bruce Wayne’s child figures.

So really, the only way a Peter Parker in Gotham fic can end is death for the both of them.