#InSomniphic's Asks

[insomniphic]

What's your take on Odysseus's trauma and recovery back in Ithaca?

*looks at all the comics I made*

Lol but really, I realistically expect it to be severely rocky. He’ll have good days, mostly bad days, but what keeps him grounded is of course his family, you know?

But imagine losing your entire fleet under your command...

...only to come back to an entire population of thousands of people, expecting that you will lead them.

What if he fails again?

[insomniphic]

OH MY GOOAAAAAAAAAAAAH

WAIT AIT WAIT I NEED TO PULL OUT MY DICTIONARY FOR THIS ONE SO I CAN ACTUALLY PROCESS WORDS—

(OH NO I REACHED TAGGING LIMIT AAAAH)

🍦🍨🍧 Narry siblings, but ice cream themed!🍦🍨🍧

Check out 🍦tsp ice cream chain 🍦

A bunch of new flavours to try @insomniphic @braisedhoney @visillantopng @inqrabbit @real-ms-awkward @heckinrissa @paradoxspir1t @mikothemushroom @muffy-mayhem @demonicrhythms @inkitts @emile-tb @sketchy--d00dles @mar00nharp00ns @troolyart @thenamesmobu @thatstarboi @uselessnate @rick-ety @stargazerspringles @blackkittensketches @blackkatdraws @cha1nsawblood sad-ist

That’s obviously not everyone, just a bunch of this time, since ice cream chain is still active and going (it’s too early for mega one 🤫)

[marionette-j2x]

TSP (mostly from my AU) Art Dump Go!

Loser think he's so cool...

Narrator -> Slays

Stanley -> ...slay?????

From the "Parable Academy" by @meiitenn . Don't ask. Even I don't know what even happened. I just got too silly- ft. Narrator with a wrong and right sized school uniform.

STRANGER DANGER-!

"Pictures"

Curator: "...Nar?"

Narrator: "Yes, yes. What is it, sister? I'm quite busy trying to keep Stanley out of the broom closet...again"

Curator: "Yes but, I think I found an unknown file in the parable's coding."

Narrator: *not really paying attention* "Hmm... Hmm... If it's not as dangerous as the others, we could just manually delete it off the code."

Curator: "I see. But, why is the file full of pictures of Stanley?"

Narrator: "Pictures? What pic-"

The Narrator's metaphorical heart dropped and immediately sprinted towards his sister in panic.

Narrator: "CLOSETHATFILECLOSETHATFILECLOSETHATFILECLOSETHATFILE-!!!!"

CSP and iPad Sketches

Bucket (New Design)

Narrator

(ft. Lovebug!Narrator - a.k.a. he’s literally just REALLY sick and pathetic. And maybe open and affectionate.)

"Oops! Wrong Narrator!"

Grey (Narrator) belongs to @blackkatdraws2

"Looks like Stanley got lost in the Paraverse again. Nothing's gonna go wrong, right?"

Meanwhile, Narrator's looking for him.... 🙂

Beloveds for @blackkatdraws2 @insomniphic @meiitenn 🥹

Magma Sketches ft. Shaky chibi Stanley

[ochiody]

OCHI YOUR ASKS GOT EVERYONE TO START BOOPING ME WHY DID YOU DO THIS

ALRIGHT MY BROTHERS LISTEN CLOSELY. TODAY WE MAKE THE TROJANS TUMBLR USER INSOMNIPHIC PAY GET BEAT TO DEATH

[jeannefostergoriot]

Ok, ok, ok.

I’ve just seen a comic (closed the app without reblogging and now it’s lost, will link if find again) of Odysseus showing the bed he craved into the tree to Penelope for the first time, telling her to close her eyes, to not peek.

It was so cute.

But now, I have an idea for the scene of recognition, when she’s testing him.

The song would be called « Remember when » and she brings back memories, and he answers by « I remember when » and he adds details.

And then she asks for the bed to be brought, and he goes « Penelope, don’t you remember when carved that bed inside a tree we could not move.. » and goes into describing the bed.

And yes. The title sounding close to « Remember them » is on purpose. Cause now, he has other memories to think about, he can reminisce about happiness instead of all the comrades who died.

Edit: thanks to @loracarol I found it!

[notmefoina]

Hi..... Just checking again I'm half way there to finish it I just needed to wait for the people I ask for there persona(sona) to answer my question

Meanwhile I decided to make a animatic for the tsp march remember this part of beartitled comic ..???

[the comic is not my it from beartitled..!]

Well..... I'm getting the hang of digital and I say I can copy 98% like how you draw them [it's on my intro] so..... Yeah but I think I'm losing it bc I'm practicing my art style and it's easy I'm not even challenging myself

A animatic with no sounds for the tsp march collab

Y'all remember that one drawing I did that my narry eating ramen with black and insomniphic narry well I was out of time and got lazy that was they look like $h¡T and I think I'm gonna redraw that if I have a lot of time

[bailey-the-narrator]

One Day In The Parable: Narry

Bailey serving coffee to his (potential) paraverse friends; A series

Narry is from @insomniphic, a sequel to this fanart that they made

“Bay, your guest is looking for you!”

Bailey snaps out of the zone of his coffee-making activities, almost flinching, and looks toward the voice behind him. His hand still holds a hot moka pot filled with freshly-brewed coffee. “Oh, good day, sir.” He gives a small smile before slightly tilting his head. “What do you mean by my guest? I don’t recall inviting someone.”

Mr Owner raises one of his eyebrows. “Then, who is he?” He subtly gestures his head at the figure right in front of the cashier. “He said that he wanted to see you because you put The Parable’s location on a thermos that you gave him.”

“Who-” He squints towards the figure, pushing his glasses back to the bridge of his nose to get a clearer image before letting a small yet excited gasp. His eyes sparkle in delight when he recognises who the person is.

That’s the Narrator when he gave his cafe latte to at the gala!

The Narrator looks absolutely charismatic, similar to his gala looks, with his golden eyes seeming to glow behind the square glasses. The waves on his brunette hair are neatly combed back, leaving a few stray strands hanging on his forehead. His casual clothes also looked so comfortable; in his honest opinion, the fluffy blue fleece jacket really fit him. The fidgety movements of the Narrator might be a sign of his nervousness, though. Social anxiety, maybe?

…He hasn’t caught his name yet, though. Should he just call him Narry? 

Bailey puts his moka pot down on the counter before patting down his sweater vest, attempting to neaten the wrinkles on his clothes. He needs to be at least presentable to his potential friend, after all. He glances at the Mr. Owner, and the other gives a thumbs up, signing that he’s allowed to leave his station. 

“Wait- Hi!” Bailey is too hyper to contain his excitement, running towards the cashier machine and earning Narry’s attention. The Narrator’s eyes widen slightly, probably relieved to meet him. “Sorry, I was handling orders behind. How can I help you?”

Narry lets out a huff before smiling. “I wanted to return your thermos, actually.” He pulls out his thermos from nowhere, giving it to him. “And can I order your hot cafe latte to go? Stanley likes it so much.”

A Narrator type that couldn’t consume food items? He gives a slight shrug. “Your coffee is free and I can store your order back in the thermos. I gave it to you, the container included.” The writer smiles, accepting the metallic drink container. “My sister paid for all of the thermoses, anyway. She doesn’t mind.”

He can see the Narrator let out a chuckle. “You’re paying for my coffee? How kind of you.”

“My friends shouldn’t pay for my coffee; that’s my motto.” Bailey’s answer is straightforward. Coffee is something special, and he wanted his friends to enjoy it as much as he was enjoying the process of brewing them. “You need to wait for ten minutes, though. You can sit in the public area,” The writer looks at the main guest area. It’s slightly crowded, not ideal for someone with social anxiety. “Or would you want me to show you a more private space to stay? It’s quieter and have less patrons.”

The writer can see it. How the Narrator’s face seems to brighten. “The latter, if you don’t mind?” He asks almost immediately, which makes Bailey nods before getting out from behind the counter and giving a slight wave to Narry, gesturing him to follow him.

As they both walk together side by side, Bailey looks at the other, gasping quietly at how tall Narry is. His 5’8” tall frame doesn’t even compare to the massive height gap between the two of them. 6 feet? Probably more than that! 

He does feel smaller than most Narrators out there already. But he doesn’t mind it, though. Friendship knows no bounds, including height. 

The private space is located behind the kitchen, with the room temperature lowered to a comfortable coolness to the skin. The lights are dimmed, and the music playing there has a much lower volume. Only a couple of people sit there, each currently wearing headphones while doing their work on their own. The Owner made this space with neurodivergent customers in mind, who have sensitivity to noises, hot temperatures, or light.

“Welcome to Quiet Zone, place where you can be alone in your thoughts.” Bailey adores this space. The environment keeps him calm while writing his stories. “I hope you like this space as much as I did.”

The growing smile on Narry’s face and the colourful lights slowly fading into existence around him shows the answer.

In no time, Narry scores a seat right at the corner of the room, sitting down while letting out a small oof before pulling out a…drawing tablet? Is that an actual drawing tablet?? There’s a glimmer of excitement again in Bailey’s eyes. What’s he currently drawing? Can he see his progress? Can he commission him? He wanted to support his fellow friend!

The curiosity almost got to him, but he managed to hold himself down this time. “I’ll be back with your order, alright?” He gives a warm smile, and the Narrator nods, busying himself with his tablet.

Alright. Service first, talk later. Bailey cracks his knuckles. It’s his time to shine.

Coming back to his coffee station feels like walking back to his apartment. It feels like home for him. His confidence has increased tenfold now that he’s in the area of his expertise. Hopefully, he’ll be able to make something that impresses Narry’s Stanley.

Cafe Latte. Espresso with steamed milk. The simplicity of this coffee is somehow becoming a worldwide’s favourite. The creaminess of the milk reduces the bitterness of the coffee, turning the dark colour into lighter brown. It can be drunk as it is, but people often add sweeteners to it to balance the taste. The last cafe latte he gave Narry has caramelised palm sugar as a sweetener, giving a slightly smokey flavour, yet not overwhelmingly sweet as cane sugar. It’s perfect for coffee drinkers who still want to savour the complexity of coffee but don’t want to suffer through the harsh, bitter taste of the beverage.

Coffee first. Moka pot is his go-to coffee maker beside his V60 coffee drip and gooseneck kettle pair. He doesn’t fully trust those noisy espresso machines; they might heat the heat-sensitive coffee grounds to degrees celsius far higher than what he’d like. It gives a taste similar to espresso but not as strong. Italians even use this contraption for traditional cafe lattes since it’s more accessible than the bulky espresso machine in many cafes. 

Put the freshly-ground coffee into the funnel filter with the ratio of arabica and robusta on 30:70, adding a sprinkle of salt to add depths of flavour. Add boiling water into the water chamber, filling it right below the water valve. Put the funnel into the water chamber and screw the upper part of the moka pot shut tight before putting it on low heat.

While waiting, he needs to whip up the steamed milk. Add a few spoonfuls of his homemade caramelised palm sugar syrup and evaporated milk into a small jug and gently steam it in the milk steamer, watching it frothing up with microbubbles from the pressurised steam.

The aroma of freshly-brewed coffee fills his workstation, a sign that the coffee is nearing done. He quickly puts down his milk jug and grabs the thermos Narry has given to him. Carefully, he pours the piping hot coffee into the thermos, then slowly pours the steamed milk. Bailey loves the aroma already.

Screwing the thermos lid tight, the writer walks out of his station to deliver the thermos back to the Narrator personally, leaving the station back in the hands of his co-workers and speedwalking his way to Quiet Zone to check on him. As expected, Narry still calmly sits down at his original seat position, gently swinging his legs to match the beat of the current song playing as he holds his tablet pen with his gloved hands and seeming to draw on his tablet.

“I’m back with your order. Thank you for waiting.” And colourful dim lights appear again around the Narrator, who gives a small smile towards him. A slightly audible thunk can be heard as Bailey gently puts down the thermos right on the table, eyes hovering at the screen before looking away, face flush red in embarrassment. “Sorry, I shouldn’t look without permission.”

Narry laughs, it’s a very light one. “It’s okay, you can watch me draw.” He scoots over, giving Bailey enough space to sit beside him. “Do be careful, I’m sensitive to touches.” He adds, and the writer gives a small nod as he sits beside the Narrator, still giving the other enough space to more without touching each other.

There they are, both quietly sitting together, watching as Narry sketches on his device while rambling about what happens in his Parable. Bailey quietly listens to him. Is this what friendship feels like? It feels so…peaceful.

And so, Bailey is happy for today.

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BONUS:

“Maybe we could get our Stanleys to meet!” Narry suddenly talks, breaking the silence between them. He gestures at his screen, a small sketch of a man displayed there. “This one is mine. I’m sure he’ll be happy to meet your Stanley.”

Bailey’s face darkens. “You don’t want to meet him. I swear you don’t want to.” He shakes his head hard. “He’s a pain. I swear.”

“I’m sure he’s not that bad-”

“[Stanley scoffs upon hearing his Narrator’s insult about him. “I WILL BITE YOU!!” He screams out loud, his voice echoes around the empty office that he’s in. “I WILL BE YOUR PAIN. STOP TALKING NONSENSE ABOUT ME-”]”

Narry yelps at the sudden robotic AI-like voice that appears out of nowhere, looking around the Quiet Zone. “Wha..” His surprised expression made him chuckle. “Who said that…”

Giving him an amused smile, Bailey pulls out his phone and shows the screen to Narry.

“My Stanley is a literal GoogleDocs and he’s a dramatic one.”

“What the fuck.”

[insomniphic]

haii

There's a second part to this

[insomniphic]

I posted the fic that was inspired by your art :) Really wouldn't have thought of writing this if not for you, so thank you!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60219577

OH MY GOS H OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH I'LL GO READ IT NOW THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS HONOR OMH OMG OMGOGMGM

[insomniphic]

Imma need to see some more of Narry

Weirdly enough, I dont have art of him personally ToT

Do these count?

[insomniphic]

Your comics with Odysseus have changed my brain chemistry, like I think of your design for Odysseus when I picture him like 50% of the time. I'm writing an epic fanfic and your work has inspired me SOOO MUCH! So thank you! You've done a lot for me. I wouldn't have half the ideas I do without you <3

(I don't actually have a question! I just wanted to scream my gratitude at you)

I'M CRYING I'M ACTUALLY SO HONORED OH MY GOSH THANK YOU ToT I'M STILL PROCESSING THE FACT THAT PEOPLE LIKE MY ART TO THIS DEGREE. IT"S SO... CRAZY???? LIKE WHAATTT I HOPE YOUR FANFIC IS GOING AMAZING, IF YOU ALREADY STARTED WRITING ON IT PLEASE TELL ME THE NAME!!! I'D LOVE TO READ IT MYSELFF

[insomniphic]

I saw a peak of @gigizetz’s Warrior Penelope au and the first thing I thought of was angst. Not a dope design 😔

[insomniphic]

VENGENCE SAGA TRAILER IS OUT!!

SO EXCIITEEEEEEEDDDDDDD

Totally getting out of my hibernation with this one

[insomniphic]

Honestly I expected this to happen:

Curly: Anya, Now is not the time... for you to strangle him, it's Swansea's turn

Anya: Oh yeah, forgot about that.

“Good” ending for the au i suppose

[insomniphic]

The way you write Jimmy and Curly’s dynamic is really well done. To the point where I find myself getting a little activated, because Jimmy perfectly mimics the same kind of manipulation I’ve witnessed/experienced in narcissistic abuse. Great job, and oooof ;0;

WAAH I TRIED MY BEST 😭😭 TYSM

[insomniphic]

It’s so funny watching you guys come and go in my notifs while waiting for the next post because I DO draw everyday. I just don’t draw what you want me to draw 💀💀💀