pony-f-krueger:

meme cause  … well i can’t be the only one who’s noticed this?

Mod: There’s a lot of truth to this. When working on the Harpoon crossover, similar things would come up. Considering what we do with our stories…really…if you think anyone’s safe then you haven’t been paying attention.
Then again, folk can be funny about things sometimes. Fifty people murdered in an action movie and no one bats an eye. A dog gets hit with a stray and suddenly it’s “Oh FUCK no!”
Horror isn’t action with a rubber mask and corn syrup. Horror is pain, fear, and the things that make you uncomfortable. The things that make your spine shiver and repulses you. The bar’s already locked in, folks. Lean back and enjoy that roller coaster ride through the dark.

pony-f-krueger:

meme cause  … well i can’t be the only one who’s noticed this?

Mod: There’s a lot of truth to this. When working on the Harpoon crossover, similar things would come up. Considering what we do with our stories…really…if you think anyone’s safe then you haven’t been paying attention.

Then again, folk can be funny about things sometimes. Fifty people murdered in an action movie and no one bats an eye. A dog gets hit with a stray and suddenly it’s “Oh FUCK no!”

Horror isn’t action with a rubber mask and corn syrup. Horror is pain, fear, and the things that make you uncomfortable. The things that make your spine shiver and repulses you. The bar’s already locked in, folks. Lean back and enjoy that roller coaster ride through the dark.

asksnowstorm:

Pen is a bad stallion who has naughty dreams sometimes:P
I’m really not sure what Snow would think of this….

Mod: Pen considers his dreams his business…at least it isn’t Deadite Elisa, but her living self in that dream. That’s something, isn’t it? It’s only skirting necrophilia that way *chuckle*
Considering how nasty his life can be can any begrudge him freaky porn dreams? When he’s allowed to have them and it’s not just nightmares? That’s part of what pisses Pen off, even those rare dreams are now screwed over because of a certain burnt dream-slasher.
Lovely work, Snow! I think you’ve captured one of those dream images wonderfully!

asksnowstorm:

Pen is a bad stallion who has naughty dreams sometimes:P

I’m really not sure what Snow would think of this….

Mod: Pen considers his dreams his business…at least it isn’t Deadite Elisa, but her living self in that dream. That’s something, isn’t it? It’s only skirting necrophilia that way *chuckle*

Considering how nasty his life can be can any begrudge him freaky porn dreams? When he’s allowed to have them and it’s not just nightmares? That’s part of what pisses Pen off, even those rare dreams are now screwed over because of a certain burnt dream-slasher.

Lovely work, Snow! I think you’ve captured one of those dream images wonderfully!

asksnowstorm:

pony-f-krueger:

asksnowstorm:

pony-f-krueger:

asksnowstorm:

Snow- “Don’t touch me you vile creature…Do you really think I would offer my chid to you…? Do you think me a fool?”

Snow flapped her wing angrily.
Snow-” I have much influence and power, even if I am mortal now…I can offer you a great deal…What will it take…other than my foal..”

((Rp with http://pony-f-krueger.tumblr.com first art set by them too))

Freddy:    you look so adorable when you get all flustered!

power ? …. riches ?  ,    what would  a  humble little pony like my self from a small town want with any of that!. 

no snowy  girl ….    my sights are set,     it’s one  Dreadful or another!. 
oh  don’t   fret!   

* he clicked the blades together  as a cruel toothy grin spread across his scarred lips as he eyed off her belly*

if it makes you fell any better ….  I’ll allow   you to go to term, …  

after all there is nothing more  beautiful than  a natural birth, 

I’ll  even raise it as my own ….   
don’t want the  poor   thing turning into a little bitch like its farther  ….after all’  


Snow-“what part of ‘not my foal’ did you not understand?

…I am not talking money or riches here moron…I have connections with the otherrworld….

..How would being given a body sound, in exchange for my mate?”

Freddy:  hardly seams like a fair trade off …   I’m no where near  done "playing"    with your precious   little   Pineapple boy’  ….      

if you’re not prepared to pay  my price , than   DON’T   make offers you can’t honor …      

you have my terms ,   they stand  as they are ,
pay up or fuck off!     whilst you still have me in a "good" mood ,  

I’ve been more then polite enough  to you  ,   …. but  I have no   problems  in just "taking"  

*running a blade down the  silver-grey mares cheek* 

 what I like  ,   I’m sure you wouldn’t want it to come down to that  now   would you?  

Snow recoils- “w…what do you mean?…I thought you wanted to be free of the dream world…W..What do you mean…Take…?”

Mod: Reblogged for continuity

for you bro
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Mod: No…thank you for being such a fan of Snow’s and my work! Thank you for keeping track of it and enjoying it as you do! You are one of the few who reads as well as enjoys the art!

for you bro

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Mod: No…thank you for being such a fan of Snow’s and my work! Thank you for keeping track of it and enjoying it as you do! You are one of the few who reads as well as enjoys the art!

asksnowstorm:

Pendleton Dreadful: ….Can’t the servants get them do you? *mutters* While I have ‘em at gunpoint…?
Snow Storm- “all I want is some pistachios…why is that a problem??”
Pendleton Dreadful: “Because they’re pistachios!!”
Snow Storm- “they are just nuts…?”
Pendleton Dreadful: “Maybe to other ponies!”
Snow Storm- “….I don’t ask you for much Pen….”
Pendleton Dreadful: “…this is asking much…”
Snow Storm- ” How is asking you to go to the store MUCH??”
Pendleton Dreadful: “Because then I have to carry them!!”
Pendleton Dreadful: “Demon seeds…”
Snow Storm- “I’m sure a big stallion like you can manage to carry a bag of nuts….even if you are acting like one…”
Pendleton Dreadful: “…Any other kind of nuts?”
Snow Storm- “Pistachios”
Pendleton Dreadful: “Those are the nuts of demonkind! They are evil!!”
Snow Storm- “They are what i want “
Snow Storm- “are you going to deny your pregnant wife what she wants to eat?”
Pendleton Dreadful: “Thinkin’ ‘bout it…”
her eyes open wide and start to tear up
Pendleton Dreadful: “Cel-damn it, Snow…”
Pendleton Dreadful: “….Fine! Fine!”
Pendleton Dreadful: “…But I won’t be blamed for what happens.”
Pendleton Dreadful: “…butt weasels…” He mutters.
Snow Storm- “but weasels what?”
Pendleton Dreadful: “You asked what could happen. Butt weasels.”
Jordan Morris: “what about weasels?”
Pendleton Dreadful: “Butt weasels. As in, weasels that gestate in your butt…”
Snow Storm- “Oh!….ohh….ew….”
Pendleton Dreadful: “And they have hooks.”
Pendleton Dreadful: “And fangs.”
"and you know about this because….?"
Pendleton Dreadful: “….I ate some pistachios on a future world. They were not pistachios.”
Pendleton Dreadful: “It took a whole package of laxative and pulling to get them out…”
Snow Storm- ” I don’t want pistachios anymore “
Pendleton Dreadful: “Longest two hours of my life…”
Pendleton Dreadful: “they average three to four feet long…”
Snow Storm- “….I REALLY don’t want pistachios anymore”
Pendleton Dreadful: “almost as thick as my ankle…”
Pendleton Dreadful: “…and they fight to stay in until they’re ready…”
Snow Storm- “ok ok!! I won’t ask you to go to the store for me again! Preganant mare here
Pendleton Dreadful: “one nearly bit my face off…hard to get a grip on ‘em when they’re covered in shit and blood…
snow vomits on Pens lap.
Snow Storm- “i’m sorry…I can’t help it…pregnant…” she urges again
Pendleton Dreadful: “Damn it…” He gets up to clean things up.
Pendleton Dreadful: “See if I share with you again…” He says half jokingly.
Snow Storm- “I’m sharing my lunch with you aren’t I?” she says smiling weakly
Pendleton Dreadful: “hmph…most wives try to get their husbands to share their fears and insecurities.”
Snow Storm- “we would be here our whole lives if you did that love”
Pendleton Dreadful: “Nice dodge.” He smirks a bit
Snow Storm- “just grab a towel please?”
He gets her one before going back to the paper towels.

Mod: Just something to remind others that being Pen’s mate ain’t so great

asksnowstorm:

Pendleton Dreadful: ….Can’t the servants get them do you? *mutters* While I have ‘em at gunpoint…?

Snow Storm- “all I want is some pistachios…why is that a problem??”

Pendleton Dreadful: “Because they’re pistachios!!”

Snow Storm- “they are just nuts…?”

Pendleton Dreadful: “Maybe to other ponies!”

Snow Storm- “….I don’t ask you for much Pen….”

Pendleton Dreadful: “…this is asking much…”

Snow Storm- ” How is asking you to go to the store MUCH??”

Pendleton Dreadful: “Because then I have to carry them!!”

Pendleton Dreadful: “Demon seeds…”

Snow Storm- “I’m sure a big stallion like you can manage to carry a bag of nuts….even if you are acting like one…”

Pendleton Dreadful: “…Any other kind of nuts?”

Snow Storm- “Pistachios”

Pendleton Dreadful: “Those are the nuts of demonkind! They are evil!!”

Snow Storm- “They are what i want “

Snow Storm- “are you going to deny your pregnant wife what she wants to eat?”

Pendleton Dreadful: “Thinkin’ ‘bout it…”

her eyes open wide and start to tear up

Pendleton Dreadful: “Cel-damn it, Snow…”

Pendleton Dreadful: “….Fine! Fine!”

Pendleton Dreadful: “…But I won’t be blamed for what happens.”

Pendleton Dreadful: “…butt weasels…” He mutters.

Snow Storm- “but weasels what?”

Pendleton Dreadful: “You asked what could happen. Butt weasels.”

Jordan Morris: “what about weasels?”

Pendleton Dreadful: “Butt weasels. As in, weasels that gestate in your butt…”

Snow Storm- “Oh!….ohh….ew….”

Pendleton Dreadful: “And they have hooks.”

Pendleton Dreadful: “And fangs.”

"and you know about this because….?"

Pendleton Dreadful: “….I ate some pistachios on a future world. They were not pistachios.”

Pendleton Dreadful: “It took a whole package of laxative and pulling to get them out…”

Snow Storm- ” I don’t want pistachios anymore “

Pendleton Dreadful: “Longest two hours of my life…”

Pendleton Dreadful: “they average three to four feet long…”

Snow Storm- “….I REALLY don’t want pistachios anymore”

Pendleton Dreadful: “almost as thick as my ankle…”

Pendleton Dreadful: “…and they fight to stay in until they’re ready…”

Snow Storm- “ok ok!! I won’t ask you to go to the store for me again! Preganant mare here

Pendleton Dreadful: “one nearly bit my face off…hard to get a grip on ‘em when they’re covered in shit and blood…

snow vomits on Pens lap.

Snow Storm- “i’m sorry…I can’t help it…pregnant…” she urges again

Pendleton Dreadful: “Damn it…” He gets up to clean things up.

Pendleton Dreadful: “See if I share with you again…” He says half jokingly.

Snow Storm- “I’m sharing my lunch with you aren’t I?” she says smiling weakly

Pendleton Dreadful: “hmph…most wives try to get their husbands to share their fears and insecurities.”

Snow Storm- “we would be here our whole lives if you did that love”

Pendleton Dreadful: “Nice dodge.” He smirks a bit

Snow Storm- “just grab a towel please?”

He gets her one before going back to the paper towels.

Mod: Just something to remind others that being Pen’s mate ain’t so great

keysoulhatsunemod:

pendletondreadful you have a your self and your future self with a weapon. your future is differnet, but more powerful and control dreams…. but not nightmares… but dream can help you out during nightmare

Mod: Thank you for drawing this. If only it was so easy for Pen. But life for the Chosen One is never easy. That’s part of having a literally cursed fate. On top of that he really pissed the Book off when he stopped it from ending his dimension once before, causing the rewriting of fate. Shame that trick won’t work twice.
Spiffy weapon though. Has a bit of Soul Eater flair. Pen has only used a scythe a few times so he’d have to practice with it to get familiar with it.
Thank you once again! You did some very good work on this!

keysoulhatsunemod:

pendletondreadful you have a your self and your future self with a weapon. your future is differnet, but more powerful and control dreams…. but not nightmares… but dream can help you out during nightmare

Mod: Thank you for drawing this. If only it was so easy for Pen. But life for the Chosen One is never easy. That’s part of having a literally cursed fate. On top of that he really pissed the Book off when he stopped it from ending his dimension once before, causing the rewriting of fate. Shame that trick won’t work twice.

Spiffy weapon though. Has a bit of Soul Eater flair. Pen has only used a scythe a few times so he’d have to practice with it to get familiar with it.

Thank you once again! You did some very good work on this!

Aj Bijela (White) - "Fight" Feat. Natalia Barbu
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asksnowstorm:

thatsilversparkblog:

This is my part and an art trade with (http://asksnowstorm.tumblr.com/) but she asked me to make a track for http://pendletondreadful.tumblr.com/

Yes I know its on Free but I found that Free had too little of a number of tracks on it so I will be adding this one. Thank you very much to my friend Natalia for her vocals as she is someone I’d not normally ask for help but I felt like for this theme it would work. Have an awesome day guys and gals ^c^!

People Involved: 

AJ Bijela (White)

Natalia Barbu 

(Reuploading)

I’m really pleased with this exchange! Thank you!!

Mod: This came out beautifully! Great beat, a lot of feeling, and has a lot of replay value! I listen to a LOT of music when I write and this is definitely something to be added to that list! Thank you so very much, both Silver and Snow both!

I’m very surprised to returned to the computer to find this gift, and really appreciate it. With the shift of seasons my apartment heats up a lot. Combine that with my high body temperature and the new med, well, it’s been a little rough on my heart. I don’t mean the figurative emotional core but the actual organ. It’s meant having to take more breaks to try to settle it back down to its regular irregularity. My apologies to everyone for the spotty contact due to this.

…But hey! Awesome musical gift! Got to look on the brighter sides where you can! Thank you very much once again!

airbornecapt-enfield:

fan art for http://pendletondreadful.tumblr.com/
Enfield: ….i’m….not…..dead…yet…as…long….i still….breathe….i will fight….agiants…any…demon….or…unholy….thing. 

Mod: This worked out pretty nicely, Enfield! Thank you very much for drawing this! Good luck to him, because one more good knock and Pen would have to get involved whether he liked it or not *chuckle*

airbornecapt-enfield:

fan art for http://pendletondreadful.tumblr.com/

Enfield: ….i’m….not…..dead…yet…as…long….i still….breathe….i will fight….agiants…any…demon….or…unholy….thing. 

Mod: This worked out pretty nicely, Enfield! Thank you very much for drawing this! Good luck to him, because one more good knock and Pen would have to get involved whether he liked it or not *chuckle*

Glam: That sounded like a squeaky little threat, Pendleton. If you think you can take me, then by all means, come and try ~ You'll make for an interesting mea- err... fight ~

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"That’s the problem with creatures like you. You become so pathetically petty. You got me angry. Congratcha-buckin’-lations. You’re not the first and won’t be the last. And for what? You murdered a filly for what? Some message? You think that’s scary? Please. Deadites had you beaten on that score a long time ago. Freddy’s already pushed that envelope.

"I’ve got bigger and scarier things than you to deal with. I’ll spare us both a buncha time and tell you how this is gonna go. You’re going to posture. You’re going to make big talk about how fearsome you are. I’m just going to get madder. The madder I get, the more determined I get. The more I’m sidetracked from what I really need to be doing for the sake of my world.

"So instead of the bullshit, I’m going to have a few things stashed away just for you. When your slimy ass crosses my path I’m not going to play games. I’m going to fry your sorry plot back to Tar and continue on my merry buckin’ way. So either you’ll have somethin’ worth dyin’ for and come after me…or you’ll wise up and cut the shit post-haste.

"So far, you’re lucky. I’ll just break you until you beg. Kill one more for something so small and I’ll burn you out of existence. This is the only warning you get. I know demons, and so far, you ain’t nothin’ I haven’t already crushed before. Be smart. Think of your family. Autumn’s a good mare. Stay with her. Stay with your children. Because pull this again and you’ll never return to them. I’m through with creatures with illusions of greatness. All I’ve seen is the same weakness with more power to cover it up.

"Show some real strength and walk away. Walk away before you’re just another unmarked grave in a forest, rotting away, forgotten…nothing."

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"This stallion isn’t being pushed around anymore."

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Art by Flintlock and Bastion (best wishes for your health, my friend)

asksnowstorm:

glam-the-shadow-pony:

Glam: You know how cats sometimes leave rabbit or squirrel heads on your doorstep? Well that gave me an idea for a great prank. *snicker*

Snow opens the box. “Oh, what can this be…oh…ohh goddess no…NO NO NO NO!! PEN!!!! Pen ohhh god help me Pen!!”She vomits, tears streaming down her face as she looks down at the mutilated head of a small filly, nestled in a gift box.
((wow…thanks for that…not…:P))


"I think you’ll have to explain to your son why daddy’s gonna be in fifteen pieces for a bucked up stunt like that, Glam…Stay away or I’ll feed you to the Deadites in the forest on my world…and no amount of screaming from your son will stop your pain."
Maybe Miss Lily’s gift would make a good return present for the shadow demon if he wanted to play games with the lives of children…

asksnowstorm:

glam-the-shadow-pony:

Glam: You know how cats sometimes leave rabbit or squirrel heads on your doorstep? Well that gave me an idea for a great prank. *snicker*

Snow opens the box. “Oh, what can this be…oh…ohh goddess no…NO NO NO NO!! PEN!!!! Pen ohhh god help me Pen!!”
She vomits, tears streaming down her face as she looks down at the mutilated head of a small filly, nestled in a gift box.

((wow…thanks for that…not…:P))

"I think you’ll have to explain to your son why daddy’s gonna be in fifteen pieces for a bucked up stunt like that, Glam…Stay away or I’ll feed you to the Deadites in the forest on my world…and no amount of screaming from your son will stop your pain."

Maybe Miss Lily’s gift would make a good return present for the shadow demon if he wanted to play games with the lives of children…