Ah yes my favorite dynamic, the humanoid manifestation of a concept out of human understanding x just a guy™ but not just any guy, a history teacher, oh! and he is immortal
Something based on that unpublished Hob and Dream sketch that's been going around lately
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bedman from a drawing that failed. he looks vaguely ok on his own though
extra pieces under the cut
hemi jack asset plus what it was vaguely supposed to look like :P
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I hate him sm /aff
Just some unparalleled innocence doodles (with my design!), my headcanon for him is that he’s arti’s creater because we’ll both of them are mean and it makes sense
the first slide is just him and arti bullying pebbles, the second is a suggestion from a friend, and the third is just a very quick colored bust shot of him
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Purple Hyacinths
I remember begging as I held you in my arms.
“Take me with you.”
Like you had the strength to do anything.
“You better make my sacrifice worth it, B.”
The look in your eyes had been so… fierce. The largest amount of energy you could muster in your words.
I can still feel your wavering pulse under my fingertips.
I still can.
I can still feel your hands pulling my shirt collar downwards, so we were face to face. So that no one but me could hear your words.
I still remember.
I remember your last breath…
And then you were gone.
I was there with you until you went cold. But it wasn't you at that point, was it? ‘You’ had long since left. I was there with what was your body until it went cold. Until late into the night. Until the sun rose the next morning. I didn't sleep that night. Or the night after. Or for many nights after that.
It’s a strange thing, grief.
And only so long after floating through my days without you can I accept that you're gone. That I’m… the reason you're gone.
It was quiet in the beginning.
Now it’s far too loud.
I'm thinking too far into it again. I told myself I wouldn't do it again.
I miss you, Gabriel.
It still hurts, even though I no longer wear the wounds.
I miss you.
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One of my fun little Brad headcanons is that I’m convinced he has a pet cat and nobody knows about it because he refuses to “show weakness” and in general is so closed off that none of his work colleagues even know where he lives. He’s had this cat for like five years at this point and probably buys stupidly expensive cat toys for it. He loves it so much especially because it mostly leaves him alone but is still dependent on him and requires just the right amount of affection that he’s willing to dish out.
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