#from the mandela catalogue

[dragons-hoard-of-fandoms]

WHY ARE THERE SO MANY CHARACTERS WITH THIS FREAKING NAME

[kirdoodl]

Oughrg me when Adam Murray

Trying to post some more of my art on here 🙏

[dorian-is-dead]

*crawls out of the dirt and coughs up a lung*

Here's Gabriel!!!

[fullofbees]

[monochrome-cropcrown]

The feminine urge to care for analog horror creatures like my own blood is as strong as the Niagara Falls. The Man in The Suit? The Boiled One Phenomenon? Vita Carnis? They're my children/sweet peas. Oh they're just evil menaces came to earth to doom humanity? They can kill me in 100 brutal and heartless ways? Don't care, didn't ask. I'm still going to cook dinner and read them a bedtime story. I'll dress them up in pretty suits and dresses, help them tie their shoes, maybe even help them with their homework. I might be frustrated and accidentally lash out at them at the dining table, I might expect them to do more than they're capable of, I might expect them to live up to my expectations. But at the end of the day, I'll apologise for not being a good mother/carer for them. I'll tell them the world is full of cruel people, and they should be aware. I'll tell them they deserve everything.

[lxvvie]

y'all, I was thinking of those divorce headcanons. then I realized it was getting icky as I thought of Price and his reaction when you tell him you want a divorce.

there's an awkward silence before he hits you with the cap'n quokka smile. and you smile awkwardly back. and the awkward silence persists.

compare that to König and his rictus grin when you tell him you want a divorce and he's all, "What funny jokes you tell, Schatz..." looking at you like:

[art-from-within]

“ What time is it? I'm nervous for the time. Let's see.. 8:10! ”

Commission by @acelestialreaper!

[dexalyys]

» an eye for an eye, a leg for a leg

» a shot in the heart doesn’t make it unbreak !

[fizzzyz]

Nahhhh your art is so amazing ?! Like genuinely so good!

If I can request i would love to see more of Ga(y)briel with all the alternates just hanging out and being silly hehehe. Keep up the great work!

Gabriel is like a tired single mom of 4 kids.

There’s no context behind this drawing. Just chaos.

(Also tysmm!!! makes me happy to hear that 😭)

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Reader being spared by an Alternate and straight up letting them stay in your home, perhaps?

"...oh who am I kidding? It's pointless..nobody's gonna pick up..."

Holding the phone with one slightly trembling hand, you strongly considered dialing the number for the police department, hoping someone could come and get rid of the Alternate hanging around your house.

Yet you couldn't bring yourself to do it.

Of course, you knew that stupid "THINK" principle broadcasted throughout Mandela County was a lie. All of it was. It didn't stop the casualties from drastically rising. Nor did it stop the population from falling as people either moved out, died, or went missing.

As of right now, you were in none of those groups, and you prayed that by the end of tonight you'll be able to keep it that way.

Instead you chose to stick it out and protect your home, refusing to let some demonic presence ruin the life and memories you've built here.

You've seen sci-fi films on how mankind rallied together to combat the alien threat and save the world growing up, but sadly...that's all it ever was: fiction.

What was happening in Mandela County right now was reality. Nobody was coming to help...and the "plan" to combat this threat was only made-up to stop the public from freaking out.

All you could do was learn how to survive on your own.

So that's exactly what you were doing, as you put the phone down and checked your computer. It was hooked up to the few hidden cameras around your house, which you've installed long before the invasion ever began.

However, you started wondering if these devices that once gave you peace of mind could possibly be the death of you....considering Alternates can tap into electronics and torment their victims that way.

Rather than shut them off, though, you realized that this one in particular didn't seem...all-that-concerned with hunting you down at the moment.

If anything, it seemed almost confused. As if it stumbled into the wrong house.

As you observed the creature's movements, you saw it walking around the living room, gazing at photo frames featuring yourself and your family.

Despite the video's shitty quality, you could see it was in a purely black form--a shadowy figure with white eyes that never blinked. But the fact that its neck remained very elongated was the most unnerving detail.

Aside from that, it didn't seem to be aware of your cameras, which meant you hid them exceptionally well.

However a minute later, the Alternate suddenly began shuffling down the hallway that led directly to your room, causing panic to seize your body. You got chills as you watched it blend in with the darkness, essentially becoming one with it.

You held your breath and quickly killed the program, shutting off the computer before sneaking over to your bed. There, you hid under the covers and hoped that it didn't realize you were home.

You'd pray for protection, but...the officials advised not to turn to prayers, as the Alternates were known to wage heavy psychological warfare against folks with religious connections.

Then again you weren't sure who to trust anymore..

Regardless, this internal debate didn't last long as you heard light knocking on the door, nearly jumping out of your skin upon hearing a voice that was--and yet wasn't--your own coming from the other side.

"Nobody's gonna pick uppppp....."

Your blood ran cold.

'Fuck, fuck...it heard me..it knows I'm here...'

Every part of you was trembling as you laid there, wishing you didn't have to deal with this all on your own.

About an hour passed before you heard the knock again, as well as light scratching sounds against the closed door. You didn't realize you almost fell asleep...considering how exhausted you were.

Didn't help matters when you noticed it was 2 AM.

'Damn, I'm in for a long night...' Throwing the covers off, you sat up and glared at the door as the knob began to clatter and shake, sighing in annoyance.

How long was it going to keep playing this game?

If it wanted to kill you so badly, why didn't it just get it over with? Did it have some other plan for you?

You'd snap at it to leave you alone, but...that's probably a bad decision that'll drop your chances of survival to zero.

Maybe it's best that you don't acknowledge it.

After a few minutes, it stopped jiggling the doorknob around, although you tensed upon hearing some sort of sad groaning noise coming from the creature.

'The hell? It sounds like a kicked puppy-'

Wait...

Why were you thinking that?

It's only mimicking what a human in pain or sadness would sound like. There's no way in hell you were falling for that bullshit.

But it apparently thought otherwise as it continued whining; and you grew more and more irritated, wishing it would just shut up and go away already.

It continued for about five minutes straight, before falling silent.

And then...ten minutes passed without another sound coming from it, leading you to suspect that it finally gave up.

For a moment, you smiled in relief, thinking it was all over--

Until your computer screen somehow flickered to life and showed you the Alternate itself, looking just as it did on the cameras....wearing the same clothes you had on right now.

Your eyes widened in horror, heart sinking into the pit of your stomach.

"What the-?"

It began typing, words appearing on the bottom of the screen. Despite every part of you screaming to ignore it, you were drawn to the computer, slowly getting up out of bed and walking over to it so you could see the message more clearly:

BE NOT AFRAID

Then the screen switched off.

And you heard a hushed whisper over your shoulder.

"Sorry...it was the only way I could reassure you..."

Gasping lightly, you spun around and finally saw the Alternate face-to-face, with its neck straining to gaze down at you, white eyes staring into your very soul.

Yep..your chances of surviving this were basically in the negative.

But rather than immediately shriek in terror and brace for death, you stood in silent bewilderment, realizing that it actually spoke in its own voice, rather than yours. And it didn't sound malevolent at all despite its threatening form.

Not to mention, it...told you not to be afraid of it. Why is that?

'Well..guess there's no use in ignoring it now..'

"R-Reassure me...of what?" You hesitantly asked, palms sweating as you clasped your hands together.

Its gaze seemed to soften as it spoke something that changed your whole perception of it:

"I don't follow the flock."

It simply didn't have that drive in it.

Seeing your confusion, the Alternate elaborated, explaining that it had a "change of heart" shortly after its creation.

For reasons unknown even to itself, it refused to kill or masquerade as any human victim like the rest of its kin.

Because of this, it felt deeply flawed and became scared, afraid of what its maker would think as "he never made mistakes". So it searched for a place to hide, realized this was your home, and....ultimately chose to spare you, refusing to follow "his" doctrine.

In exchange for refuge, it promised you protection from the other Alternates should they intrude, allowing you to live your life (or at least as safely as you could in this county) and shelter you from symptoms of MAD.

While you were hesitant at first, you wanted to believe this Alternate was being genuine with you.

So you allowed it to stay under your roof under two conditions: No sabotaging your tech except in emergencies, and no mimicking any of your friends or family members. If either rule was broken, you'll report them immediately.

As for its mimicry, beyond whatever clothes you wore on any given day..it didn't try to copy your appearance or voice it all. It admitted to liking your taste in fashion, asking you more about it.

Surprisingly, it complied with them both right away, becoming your "guardian" of sorts ever since and keeping their word.

Somehow you've found yourself being able to sleep better at night, seeing the shadow in the corner of the room as more of a comforting presence than a threatening one.

It's not like you can just say "no" to a demonic shapeshifter. That's just plain rude.

In the end, you found the most unlikely friend in this hellhole that was Mandela County:

A pacifist Alternate.

Ironic as it was, you're just relieved somebody out there heard your silent prayers.

[penheadie]

Horror AU Pebble concept based off a sketch from one of @zeddyzi 's streams. I know it's just a lil doodle but I wanted to sketch. (Idk why I have a problem with drawing Stone and Pebble in the same position all the time I draw them together)

[kirdoodl]

The satirist's love song is so Adam and Evelin I can't 💔

[dorian-is-dead]

(Loud coughing noises) Some sketches I did at work ❤️

[aglitchysylveon]

So I drew a stupid meme, Feel free to use it for any dumb shit lol. But I found this image on the internet and my brains cells were like "make a Gabriel version" so lol, here.

[corvidaeconundrum]

Reposting all of our previously removed TMC related fanart, as I was sad to have all our hardwork deleted and want them to be returned to their rightful home.

Is this also a bad time to mention our commissions are open?

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

HOME SWEET HOME UPDATE

Nearing the one year anniversary of the TMC Home Sweet Home au, me and rufus have put a lot of work into making the au unique, trying new things with the TMC series that border on it being a nearly completely different thing entirely. However due to recent events, the au, as it is, will no longer continue.

However. the thing about Homes is that they never truly. go away. they change shape and location, but She'll always be there for you.

From now on Home Sweet Home will be a standalone, original universe project, disconnected from TMC as a whole.

This means however, that we will be basically starting from the ground up, using the bases the TMC cast gave us and creating new characters with new names, designs, and tweaked personalities. this will mean that the entire series will have to be redone and rewritten, meaning the plans for the anniversary will no longer happen, at least not on time. I hope you all understand our decision on the matter, and continue to like and support HSH despite it no longer being connected to a pre-existing Media. Things will be very different from here on out, and its hard for us to make this decision too, but we believe this is the best path forward for Home Sweet Home's future.

Thank you for all the support!