#Pastra winfrey

[jkbx-arinadal02]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!!

or what's left of it... since I've got the west coast time zone for a lot of you it'll already be November 1rst lmao

Any way, happy halloween! again!! I like halloween, with so much free candy and just spooky but friendly vibes, ya know?? The costumes are fun too, even if some years I can't get some decent quality given to them xdxd

So, uhh, have some fanart of @pastraspec's most known veldiguns! They went out for coffee, hang out some, and well, Clyde is a silly lil thing that probably says whatever comes to mind and its poor bestie Winfrey is rather confused with their lil friend.

Also!!! Have the original pencil-drawn panels:

It didn't have the text originally cause it wasn't until I digitalized it that I decided on what funny shit Clyde was gonna say.

P.S.: either tomorrow or the day after I'll post another doodle, relating to @pastraspec's Halloween special video!

Ok that's it. I'll stop bothering for today....

HAPPY HALLOWEEN AGAIN 🎃🎃🎃

[blue-berry-a-trash-artist]

Little haters

[crystallizedday]

So I did a thing.

Because I can.

Here’s the original meme for comparison.

Anyway uh

Yeah.

The funny noodle monsters have been the center of attention in my brain for the past few weeks & I don’t know how to feel about it.

[eldritchflower]

More Pastra Fanart

[10asui]

Human designs for Clyde and Winfrey🧡💙

The husbands🧡💙

[thefanfictiontaria]

Upon your return

Fandom: Dreams Of An Insomniac

Genre: hurt/comfort

TW: monster abuse >:[

Characters: Winfrey, Clyde, Dr Lankmann

The moment Winfrey was captured, Clyde went to search for him. As they finally reunite, there's still small problems.

This is filled with headcanons and things inspired by @crystallizedday 's Ao3 fanfic called "Breaking Out" (it's very good, go read it y'all) (also hope you don't mind me pinging you CD-)

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The monster was wrecking havoc.

Red lights flashed throughout the building, an alarm blaring alongside them. The asylum staff were panicking, the patients screaming and trashing in their rooms.

Clyde was running around the facility, searching. He was close, he knew it. He felt it.

People tried to stop him. Tried shooting. A roar rang out, shaking the walls, knocking people off their feet. He persisted.

He continuously burst through every set of doors, leaving glass shards on the floor. Nobody else could cross their path.

Finally, the last thing keeping him from their partner was a set of titanium doors. They banged and scratched against the metal in an attempt to break it, but...

"It's futile."

A figure stood right behind him. His head was adorned by a top hat and a menacing, unforgettable smile. He was in a lab coat with a name tag, "Dr Lankmann".

"You can't get inside unless you know the code." The man explained, pointing to the number pad. Clyde was getting angrier by the second. "I'm the only one who knows it. You can kill me, but then you won't get to your dear dear friend. Either that, or we can bargain."

"Fine," Clyde spat out. "What do you want?"

"Information. Simply information. I'll ask you three questions, you answer, and then I'll tell you the code." Dr Lankmann's smile widened.

"Well then, ask away."

"Firstly, how did you appear on earth?"

"I don't know. One day we just were here. I know that our god, Six created us."

"Six? Huh... Okay, secondly, to what extent can you modify your own bodies?"

"It depends. Our limbs can go about two meters longer, and the rest is fully dependent on the individual. What else?"

"What happens to the minds you eat?"

"They vanish after some time, but we can use the information from them." The answer seemed to satisfy the doctor. "Now, give me the code." Clyde demanded.

"It's-" he got cut off by a sharp pain going straight through his left lung. He slowly looked down to see a yellow and black striped tail piercing his chest. He coughed up blood. "But... The code..."

"Oh, I'll know it in a minute."

"Why..."

Clyde grinned wide.

"Revenge. You were so fun to play with, humans are so dense." With those words, he devoured the man's mind, quickly finding the code in his memories. He entered it into the pad and the door opened.

There Winfrey was. His limbs and body attached to the wall by multiple shackles. He looked so exhausted. Clyde hurriedly went to get off the cuffs, managing to pick the locks with his claws. There was something on Winfrey's neck that didn't bind him, Clyde shrugged it off for the moment. The second he was free, Winfrey fell to the floor heavily.

"Winfrey! Get up, please! We need to get out of here!" The orange monster exclaimed in a rush. His partner sluggishly got up and started slowly walking to the exit of the chamber. With time, he began running through the halls, Clyde in front of him, leading them both out. People screamed at them in terror. Winfrey swiped at some of them in anger with a roar, but then winced, Clyde looking worriedly. They devoured some of the people's minds and got even more determined to leave.

At last, they found themselves in a forest near the facility. That's when they stopped.

Winfrey sat on the forest bedding, tired from the events. Clyde sat right next. He hugged their partner, at which the bigger flinched a little.

"Oh dear... Winfrey... What have they done to you...?"

Winfrey just hummed in pain and anger. He then winced again, alarming Clyde. At that moment he noticed the device on Winfrey's neck, the one he disregarded before. It was a shock collar.

They managed to get it off, and at that moment Winfrey truly relaxed. He was really free.

He hugged Clyde. The orange monster smiled and returned the gesture.

He closed their eyes, and suddenly Lankmann's memories flashed in his mind. Memories filled with hurting others, hurting their partner. Their grip tightened around Winfrey. Slowly, tears formed in his eyes. A few sobs left Clyde as he gripped onto their partner. He cried. Tears of relief, but also pain. Tears of regret.

"Hey, Clyde... It's okay... I'm here now..." The bigger tried to comfort him.

"I-I know... And I'm happy but... It shouldn't have happened...." Clyde sobbed further.

"Humans are unpredictable. We couldn't have known they found our location. It's not your fault," Winfrey assured.

"B-but-!"

"Shhhh..." He wiped the smaller's cheek. "It is not your fault."

Clyde hiccuped and slowly nodded.

"I-I found us a n-new lair... We should go there..."

"Yeah, let's go."

They ventured further into the forest. After a longer while of travel, they arrived at an abandoned wooden house. It was pretty small, but just big enough to fit the two.

Upon entering, Winfrey concluded it used to be a woodsman's home. It was filled a bit with trash, but mostly a few horn trophies. He also noticed his violin and a few trinkets from their previous lair.

"Welcome to our new home!" Clyde said with a weak smile.

"Where's the nest?"

The orange monster's smile dropped further.

"Well... I just used the bed, since a nest is something you share with another..."

"Give me a minute then." Winfrey ran out and gathered a few branches. He returned and walked towards the bed. He set the branches on the floor, grabbed the mattress, and began arranging the nest. The moment he was finished, he sat in the middle with a welcoming smile.

Clyde immediately leaped into it, cuddling Winfrey close.

"Now this is home."

[gravitywasneveranoption]

Smth i wrote real quick a bit ago that was vibing in the drafts

OC featured: Megan (veldigun)

"What do you mean, you don't have a partner?" Clyde said, confused. The orange creature was curled up in the larger, blue figure's lap. Megan looked inconsequential compared to them both.

"I just don't," Megan shrugged. "As far as I can remember, which, isn't a lot, to be fair, I've always been on my own."

Clyde stood up, thinking. He narrowed his eyebrows.

"Clyde, you don't think that they di-" Winfrey started, sitting up.

"Of course not, that'd be almost impossible," Clyde responded. Megan knew that that was what Clyde was thinking, however. It didn't make her feel better.

"Say what, how about you go around and ask all the veldigun if they know anything," Clyde said, wrapping one of his arms around her.

"Really? Didn't you say-"

"Well, yeah, but, I mean, you should be fine on your own, even without a partner. You're a brutal killer!" Clyde chuckled. Megan smiled a bit. "Just. Don't go near Klaus or Jack, okay, I really don't want to deal with them right now and I'm sure you don't want to either."

[arkaix]

It is done.

I cannot WAIT to find out what their role in the new DOAI is. Thank you Pastra for sharing this story with us!! All characters (except for the lady) belong to Pastraspec

[tigerarainbowra-blog]

VELDIGUNS + BIOLOGY NERDING

Clyde and Winfrey but I'm a biology nerd

Characters from Dreams of an Insomniac by @pastraspec

[they-thespian666]

I am playing with my various fandoms like dolls and smacking them together <3

They would interact like feral cats, methinks

[paradoxgoggles]

hey guys have you watched PEAK yet? You fucking should/pos

[havoc-bloom]

WE’RE WITNESSING THE WAKING OF THE DEAD

(Lyrics from Diggin’ Up Hatchets by Shayfer James)

[blue-berry-a-trash-artist]

He’s a girl boss he can’t help it

[crystallizedday]

This doesn’t need much of an explanation JWOWKSOW

Winfrey can canonically sing (& is probably scarily good at it), my gothic-ass keeps trying to make Clyde a lil gothic gremlin as well, & I put the two ideas together to come up with this genius idea.

So uh

Yeah WHEESJWKEKWOD

[eldritchflower]

A number of pastra fanart I did...

[cloudy99]