I love this sm #skephalo
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I love that first clip🥹
#skeppy #badboyhalo #skephalo
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"Only my best friend knew that, so I guess that means it's you."
#skephalo #happyduo #happytwt #skeppy #badboyhalo #bbh #badboyhalofanart #skeppyfanart #epic #epicthemusical
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tongue tied meme ft. #skephalo 🖤❤️🤍🩵💙
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Skephalo is my hyperfixation
#skephalo
🙏❤️🔥СЛАВА СКЕПХЕЛО🙏❤️🔥СЛАВА СКЕПХЕЛО🙏❤️🔥АНГЕЛА ХРАНИТЕЛЯ СКЕПХЕЛО КАЖДОМУ ИЗ ВАС🙏❤️🔥БОЖЕ ХРАНИ СКЕПХЕЛО🙏❤️🔥
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Tiktok has been showing me these two again ffs I hope they’re doing well 😭
A little #skephalo sketch to heal the soul
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Birthday art for Skeppy!
#art #drawing #myart #digitalart #digitalartist #skephalo #skephaloart #skephalofanart #bbh
#bbhart #bbhfanart #skeppy #skeppyart
#skeppyfanart #badboyhalo #badboyhaloart
#badboyhalofanart #fanart
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Happy gays
#art #drawing #myart #digitalart #digitalartist #skephalo #skephaloart #skephalofanart #bbh
#bbhart #bbhfanart #skeppy #skeppyart
#skeppyfanart #badboyhalo #badboyhaloart
#badboyhalofanart #fanart
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Bbh and skeppy in the frutiger aero realm!
#skephalo #skephaloart #skephalofanart #badboyhalo #badboyhalofanart #badboyhalofanart #skeppy #skeppyfanart #skeppyart #mcyt #mcytart #mcytfanart #fanart #art #myart #digitalart #digitalartist #fanart #frutigeraero #frutigeraeroaesthetic #frutigeraeroart
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Thinking about his husband
#art #drawing #myart #digitalart #digitalartist #skephalo #skephaloart #skephalofanart #bbh
#bbhart #bbhfanart #skeppy #skeppyart
#skeppyfanart #badboyhalo #badboyhaloart
#badboyhalofanart #fanart
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"Words of encouragement and affirmation"
#skeppy #skeppyfanart #badboyhalo #badboyhalofanart #bbh #bbhfanart #skephalo #skephalofanart
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Mueltos de sueño como yo ahora oo que bonita amistad de seis añitos yo también quiero i need it
#happytwt #happyduo #skephalo
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In The Dark - where Bad's pranks can go two ways.
#InTheDark #skephalo #badboyhalofanart #bbhfanart #badboyhalo #skeppy
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Rat was the only consistent company Bad had for a very, very long time. She kept him afloat back at the start, but after she became more independent, Bad started to spend more and more time sleeping, and scattering his mind over the forest. Really, he just wanted some peace, to move on from everything. Or, at least, to stop. Just for a bit. Because, this was his life now. His forest. His future – forever. He will never be able to leave to far from this land. Will never go to the college he postponed going to for so long. Will never ride a car past the towns border with the windows down, and the light autumn chill touching his face with the promise of something- something more out there. None of that is possible now. The forest doesn’t move, it stays put, and Bad will stay with it. They are basically the same thing now, so it should be alright. At least, when there is no one going around the forest, littering, cutting down trees. Or putting up posters and fake occult stuff. If it’s all nice and quiet in the woods and in the town. If there is no one loud around, someone who spends most of their time moving around, never settling down, going places, seeing things. Bragging about it. It’s not like Bad hated when Skeppy told him about all the places he visited, his little adventures on the road, about the people he met. Bad grumbled, sure, but it was always fun. Interesting, even if somewhat concerning. And it’s not like Bad couldn’t do all of that himself before, when he- well. Could. He just had a lot of stuff, of responsibilities to take care of. And the perspective of running the family business looming closer and closer… There was just never enough time. And now Bad had all of the time, and nowhere to go. Forever. He and Skeppy both share the same jealousy towards each other – over the seeming freedom the other have. Because, of course, Skeppy of all people is desperate to belong somewhere, in spite of his nature making him unable to stop for any time long.
The story they share, and the story they’re building between each other – it is about loneliness, about careful gifts, and careless attachments, and about how tall the trees can grow. It is about the fear of commitment, versus the fear of letting things go. Because they both are afraid of being beaten down, and rejected, and lonely. But Skeppy just always runs away from everything that’s uncomfortable for him, and Bad builds it up around himself, like a shield. Or an axe. And with all that, they go on. Move on, push each other further to face this little problems, and big struggles. To rediscover the hidden, forgotten wishes, desires that wasn’t allowed to exist before. Bad weaves the wildflowers into Skeppy’s hair on sunny days. And on the cusp of winter Skeppy falls asleep in the woods next to him, curled up in Bad’s cape and his arms –because Skeppy lost track of the time again, and Bad doesn’t want him going around town after dark. This progression is slow, but ever since Bad told him just a little about his past, started to mention, here and there, the little things about what really happened… something has changed. Like the rivers in spring running just a bit faster under the thinning ice. Sometimes Bad’s claws will catch Skeppy’s sleeve, or playfully push him. Or (Skeppy’s favorite) brush his hair carefully making withering flowers in it bloom a little longer. Skeppy just hopes that he can give Bad something as nice, something Bad missed just as much as Skeppy missed the casual gentle touches and warm, safe presence of another person when he wakes up. So Skeppy makes improvised windchimes out of litter and glass found in the woods, and hangs them around the clearing, so the sunlight will more often dance under the heavy shade of trees, and over Bad’s face. And one day finally convinces Bad to go out to the town, to try the fresh pasties, when they are not stale and lightly crumbled in Skeppy’s backpack.
In The Dark – a cryptid AU about Bad and Skeppy – part 3 (1/4)
#InTheDark #skephalo #badboyhalo #skeppy
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THE STORY Bad told Skeppy that he is- he was a human, a long, long time ago. And Skeppy didn’t really suspect this, no. But, when the rare rays of sunlight snuck under the canopies, and danced across Bad’s features… sometimes, in those flashes of light Skeppy did see a human face. It happened just a few times before. And if after that conversation, at times of silence and comfort with just the two of them, the white eyes faded out to green more often, Skeppy didn’t mention it. He just collected those moments, like his pretty shards of glass – dark on first sight, but shining brilliantly, when you look through them at a sunny day. Skeppy keeps them close, and doesn’t ask yet, doesn’t pry in too deep at first. Because he knows even more about this town’s story now. About all the animal attacks many years ago, about woodcutters killed and thrown out of the forest, or hanged up on the trees by “the mafia”. About how quickly the tree logging business was shut down after the big “accident” on one of the forest stations. About the photo he saw, in the little museum near the closed factory, with families of the major business owners of the town. And one of the faces he saw on that picture was the same that shined with gentle kindness, between the flickering of shadows, when Bad sneakily tangled wildflowers in Skeppy’s hair. Bad never speaks about his past, and why he despises people of the town so much. And with trial and error Skeppy learns that asking doesn’t get him anywhere. It only gets Bad to fuss up, and disappear to nap in the deeper woods for a few days. It is a long way to where they can talk about it directly, without someone freaking out. Anyway, the woodcutting business is slowly coming back to town, and more and more people and workers are wandering around the forest. So Bad has plenty of reasons to be irritated already, and they both have so many fun pranks to pull on the locals to get distracted and pleasantly pass the time.
THE PAST The trick of it all, is that the forest is old. And the forest is alive, like an animal in its depth might be. And a while back, in the 40-50s, the wood logging company started cutting way deeper into the woods than before. Going to far, not letting the land recover, chasing that profit on increasing sales. The business was doing amazing – by destroying the calm existence of the forest, hurting it’s body and mind, and not giving anything back. And in many places, they could’ve done all this and more without immediate consequences. But this land was old. And this forest was alive. And, when scared and hurt, living things can bare teeth and lash out to protect themselves. The forest was in distress, and angry, and its feelings were feelings off all the living things inside of it. Over time, the animals started getting sick, and more aggressive, venturing into the town, possessed by the shared pain and fear. That pain and fear seeped through the land, and in the town, too, distrust and crime rates started rising up. All was unwell. And, of course, it was very bad for business. Said business was run by several prominent families in the town. The tree logging factory and the adjacent businesses were all tied together economically and through the reliance on the forest being there on their doorstep. And the people running those businesses more or less knew about what this forest was, how it was. Everyone from the town who was around long enough understood – at least in some way – that these woods are more alive and dangerous than many others. And with several years of disturbing happenings occurring more and more, not many of these business owners could deny the supernatural element of their troubles.
And so, they began looking for the ways to make it better. To appease and calm down the spirit of the forest. It was a real group effort, a whole ass multi-family project. Even if some family members and younger kids didn’t fully believe in all this “occult pagan stuff” – they still tolerated it, and went along. Because families and communities stick together. And what harm can come from building some altars in the woods? Or a few chickens spilling blood on the old rocks near the abandoned trails? They will go on the grill same afternoon anyway. The spirit of the forest is just, well. A spirit. It’s not exactly sentient, it’s more like a mushi, or a very smart animal, or a thunderstorm – half-personified, semi-aware, just a force of nature taking form and prominence. It just exists, and lives, and it is not human. So, taking leeways with appeasing and calming it down should be ok, right? It’s not like the forest spirit would care, if people will make even with the land by taking care of it, and letting it heal with time… or just perform a cool ritual, and give the forest an equal sacrifice in return for its pain. Replanting the trees and reworking the business is way too expensive and time consuming anyway. So, they try, and research, and try… And the forest barely takes note of their efforts. And the creepiness, and all the bodies keep piling up, all the bad press is getting harder to contain… It starts to seem, that to really break equal the sacrifice should be of an equal or a greater value than the hurt they’ve caused. So, in a tragically escalating turn of events, several heads of the families came to the conclusion, that the proper sacrifice, the one that will hold, should be one of their own. A human sacrifice – a life of-, and from people connected to the land, those who caused the forest distress.
In The Dark – a cryptid AU about Bad and Skeppy – part 2 (1/3)
#InTheDark #skephalo #badboyhalo #skeppy
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In The Dark – the story where Skeppy fuckes up a lot, and Bad is very in tune with the animals
#InTheDark #skephalo #badboyhalofanart #bbhfanart #badboyhalo #skeppy
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SKEPPY Skeppy is a Thing. A supernatural thing. The sort of thing that, unlike most spn things, hangs out around humans a lot. Socialized thing. Because, due to his spn nature, he has a compulsion/tendency (and desire) to create small mayhem and chaos around himself, disrupt communities. And also because he’s a changeling and initially was brought up by people. But the way he is, he can’t stay living in one place/town for too long, always having to bounce before people clock him, or stuff gets too intense. He’s name is still Zak, it’s the one his human parents gave him. However, he officially changed it to something different in all records after leaving home at 18, cuz names are important for creatures, and having his real one out there might be dangerous. Generally, he still goes by Skeppy. Skeppy can consciously do minor mimicry and illusions (by light bending)/cause light dissociation/confusion in people and creatures around him/do other minor mind tricking fae stuff. He is drawn to nature and shiny things, although nature can be just a potted plant, and a shiny thing – anything from a gemstone to pieces of broken glass. Skeppy doesn’t know this yet, but I’m pretty sure he can find more valuable gems and metals by pure instinct. But he never explored it properly, and he just thinks that he likes collecting pretty rocks. Skeppy has at least 3 of them on himself at any time. Evidently, he is not fully aware of everything about himself, and he didn’t have much contact with other creatures like him. He is just. Living his life. Going from city to city, trying to have a good time.
In The Dark – a cryptid AU about Bad and Skeppy – part 1 (1/3)
#InTheDark #skephalo #badboyhalo #skeppy
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In The Dark🧵
this a cryptid AU about Bad and Skeppy.
it's a chthonic mix of Red Riding Hood and Princess Mononoke :D
#InTheDark #skephalo #badboyhalofanart #bbhfanart #badboyhalo #skeppy
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