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Color painting of the Pale Visitor standing before a wall of fire with his arms spread, grinning widely. The fire is painted in the shape of a canine skull. The Pale Visitor is cast in shadows and a harsh rim light. His eyes are glowing unnaturally.

#myart #ninah

burned down their hanging trees
it's hot, hot, hot, hot here

vaguely hostile mlm/wlw solidarity

at least in aus where they’re both visitors

pale visitor, about the widow: you like them miserable, don’t you?

seductive woman, about the homeowner: and you like them miserable /and/ violent, don’t you?

pale visitor: who’s to say yours isn’t just as violent?

the homeowner does not, in fact, appreciate the company. he turns her away.

Continuation. Four-panel comic of the Seductive Woman probing her almost friend and Pale One confessing his disobedience. P1. The Pale One grasps her wrist and guides it away from his face. The motion looks unusually gentle for him. He's grinning, saying, "Hah! Nothing gets past you, does it?" The Seductive Woman, unimpressed, replies, "I don't get why men like you think they can pull the wool over my head." The Pale One simply says, "Not a man." P2. The Seductive Woman watching the Pale One's back as he walks away. She doesn't give up her questioning, "Isn't it good? You have a higher chance of surviving this than I do. Whatever it is, just tell me." The Pale One is quiet. Then— P3. He turns around, raises a hand in goodbye, and smiles at her. At last, he confesses: "I'm not giving up this child. Not even for Her." P4. The Seductive Woman waves back, saying, "Disobedience? From Her most loyal mutt? How human of you." Despite the mocking words, her smile is warm. She's glad he was honest with her.

“you still haven’t said why.”
“he’ll appreciate the company.” (2/2)

Five-panel comic page of the Seductive Woman calling out the Pale Visitor on his secret: he's carrying the Homeowner's baby already. P1. The Seductive woman, looking skeptical, asks, "Snowdrop, baby. I still don't get why I have to go to him." P2. The Pale Visitor, grinning, not looking at her, answers, "You know how it is, Little Flame. What the Boss wants, She gets. And his bloodline—" P3-P4. The Seductive Woman reaches out, hand on his chin, turning his head gently to look at her. The Pale One lets her interrupt him. "Don't play with me, Snowdrop. I'm not a prey," she reminds him. P5. She's looking straight at the viewer, her eyes unnaturally bright, predatory. "The Homeowner's blood is already in you, growing."

#myart #ninah implied #palegun cw: mpreg

the pale one & the red woman talk. (1/2)

in a true me fashion, i invented a random (platonic) rarepair and got invested for no reason.

Grayscale drawing of the Protagonist fucking the Pale Visitor from behind. The Pale Visitor is on the bed, on his knees and elbows. His head is wrenched back by the Protagonist’s rough grip on his hair. The Pale Visitor is grinning, mocking, delighted. The Protagonist is stone-faced, ignoring the Pale Visitor's talk. "How—frantic. Hah. Trying to breed me, Vasiliy? That's a fruitless endeavor." Text: It was not, in fact, a fruitless endeavor."

#myart #ninah #palegun cw: breeding

they got one (very dear) fruit out of it.

twitter thread: *looking at the size difference i gave palegun* yeah protag's not reaching the monster t-dick from behind. not with his hands at least. this is gonna be another gunplay art.

my mind goes places, gets accosted by a thought, and i wrestle it into being

Grayscale drawing of the Protagonist, sitting behind the Pale Visitor, holding his shotgun so its muzzle is pressed into the bed and its barrel is pressed against the Pale Visitor's t-dick. They're both nude. The Protagonist is plastered to the Pale Visitor's back. His mouth isn't visible, but his head is angled in a way that suggests that he's biting into the Pale One's back. One of his hands is on the Pale One's thigh. The other is holding the shotgun. Their size difference meant that he couldn't reach the Pale One's dick from behind; he improvised. The Pale Visitor is receptive; his thighs are spread, one leg propped up, one hand around the Protagonist's neck, keeping him close. He's looking at where the shotgun barrel touches his dick and smiling, his fangs bared. He might be grinding against the shotgun. He asks, "Have you thought of fucking me with it, Vasiliy?" The Protagonist confesses, "...I have."

#myart #ninah #palegun cw: gunplay

trouble waits for a victim
i wouldn't mind being yours

note: it's important to me that both my pale man and pale woman are trans. and bottoms. nearly nine feet tall and bottoms. greed they talk about in the bible and all

Close-up of human Pale Woman.

Close-up of the Visitor Pale Woman.

the woman who'll drive the homeowner to murder.

Four-part drawing of the Pale Visitor and the Protagonist as women. 1. The human Pale Visitor. She's standing with her arms behind her back, smiling. She's wearing a crop-top and shorts. Her hair is long and braided in two. 2. The human Pale Visitor, from behind. Her braids are swaying with her motion as she walks away. 3. The Pale Visitor, nude, with her hands behind her back, stretching. She's not hiding her body; she's showing off. Her long hair is down, curly strands of it spilling around her body. She's grinning, baring her fanged teeth. 4. The Protagonist, with her chin on her palm. She's staring intently. Text: *experiencing hunger of biblical proportions.

#myart #ninah #palegun cw: genderbend

make me behave like an animal
i'm asking nicely, give me what i want

what are your favorite characters for, if not whump art and fic?

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/735730...

Grayscale drawing of the Protagonist finding the Pale Visitor in a FEMA facility. The Pale Visitor has been forced into a sitting position with various metals inserted into his flesh to keep him immobile. His legs have been spread; one has its foot bolted to the floor, the other—its thigh. He's covered in blood and wearing only a muzzle; everything else would be exposed if not for Protagonist kneeling between his legs. The Protagonist has dropped his shotgun to the side and is holding the Pale Visitor's arm, almost carefully. Text: "I thought I caught your scent once. But I thought that many times before. Үнэхээр чи юу, Вася?" Translation: Is that really you, Vasya?

#myart #ninah #palegun cw: torture, stabbing

Everything here is built on bones
Everything everything everything

the homeowner has a fixation. the pale visitor is indulgent.

Four bust drawings of the Pale Visitor letting the Protagonist indulge the fixation the man has on his dog-fanged mouth. 1. The Pale Visitor looking down at the Protagonist's finger in his mouth, confused. 2. The Pale Visitor smiling around the shotgun barrel in his mouth, holding it steady with one hand, smiling up suggestively at the Protagonist. 3. The Pale Visitor looking up at the Protagonist, grinning, as the man takes his hand out of his eager mouth. 4. The Pale Visitor, keeping his mouth wide open to accommodate the hand shoved into it. His head is tilted back with the force of the shove. Text: So what's the verdict, Vasiliy? Does it seem safe to fuck? Or is it the danger that gets you going?

#myart #ninah #palegun cw: gunplay

and when you come in quick to steal a kiss
my teeth will only cut your lips, my dear

did not set out to draw the protag fisting the pale visitor but like. the pose was perfect for it.

Drawing of the Protagonist fisting the Pale Visitor. They're in the Protagonist's bedroom. The Pale One is half-lying on the bed, propping himself up with his elbows, spreading his legs. The Protagonist is standing by the edge of the bed, between the Pale One's legs. He's holding up one of the Pale One's thighs with one hand and shoving his other hand into him. He's leaning forward with the effort. Both of them are covered in blood; it's not clear if it's theirs or someone else's. Notably, their mouths and hands are bloody. Text, "Don't get shy now, Vasiliy. Dig in deeper."

#myart #ninah #palegun cw: fisting

boy, i’m gonna love you
i’m gonna tear you into your soul

the homeowner is doing something really inadvisable.

note: the pale visitor can snap his legs closed with enough force to bisect the homeowner. the metal poles aren’t restraints as much as they are suggestions. they both know it.

their rituals are intricate and brutal.

Painting of the Protagonist standing between the captive Pale Visitor's spread thighs. They're in the Protagonist's basement. The Protagonist has one hand around his shotgun and his other on the Pale Visitor's chest, exploring. He's shirtless, and his pants are lowered; he's about to do something reckless. The Pale Visitor is nude, his usual black pants taken off. His arms have been secured behind his back with metal bars stabbed through them and into the wall. His legs are secured the same way. The Pale One seems unbothered by his predicament—delighted, even. He's grinning, his fangs bared. He asks, "What would your guests do if they knew, Vasiliy?"

#myart #ninah #palegun cw: stabbing, violent sex

well, take what you want from me
you deserve it all
nine times out of ten

the pale visitor’s idea of dirty talk. it’s unfortunately effective.

Comic of the Pale Visitor, arms tied, hands stabbed through, goading the Protagonist to treat it like an animal to be butchered. He's lying on the ground, looking up at the Protagonist sitting on a crate and holding a knife. "Tell me then, Vasiliy? What will it be? Exsanguination? Flaying? Evisceration?" The Protagonist tells it to shut up.

#myart #ninah #palegun cw: stabbing

you’d look nice in a grave

something about your own death haunting you.

Painting of a man with a scarred back crouching over the sink and looking into the cracked mirror before him. The Pale Visitor stares back, its clawed hand passing through the mirror and laying across the reality boundary as if it's a window frame. "Aren't you sick of your body, Arlan? Your skin?"

#myart #ninah cw: body dysmorphia

‘cos I’ve grown tired of this body
a cumbersome and heavy body

Various sketches of the Pale Visitor. 1. He's sitting on the ground with his clawed hands between his thighs. He's fully nude and covered in dirt; he's just crawled out of the ground. 2. He's on his hands and knees, like a dog. His unnatural limbs make it seem natural. 3. Pale Visitor, in the distance, running with dogs. 4. Close-up of his face as he grins. He has dog fangs. 5. Pale Visitor, in distance, straightened to his full height, holding up the head of a soldier.

#myart #ninah

if you were easy to kill i would have done it already

Sketch of Pale Visitor and human Pale Visitor side by side. The Pale Visitor is digitigrade. He's tall enough, but will be much taller if he stands straighter.

#myart #ninah

redesign of the pale visitor. made him digitigrade, like a dog. based on the fact that he looks shorter from behind the door. he sits on his haunches when talking and rises to his true height when attacking.

reposting from twt: making this account specifically to avoid my other socmed accounts and my irl responsibilities.

i'll be posting when i want to, what i want to, out of sight of people who know me or expect stuff from me.

nothing is wrong with them, i just feel drained by my own routine.