#Terry innes swtd

[rubus-yunnion]

All he wanted was Innes by his side..

Just a cute little idea I had in my mind for a bit, where Innes just..didn't hide from Muir, and comforted him instead, assuring him that he was never going to leave him for as long as he lived.

Back from my break..I really do appreciate all of your kind messages, couldn't stop reading through them and smiling. You guys are truly amazing people, and I'm so happy I get to just be myself in this small community 💙

Some tags: @sgiansporran @peace-comes-dropping-slow @thesleepyfable

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My goat innes

The TikTok ban is devastating the masses dude WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO NOW 💔💔 I DONT EVEN LIVE THERE WHY ARE THE OPPS AFTER ME

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Still Wakes the Deep but all The shape does is turn them emo Innes calls Caz to ask for help but you can barely hear what he's saying because Muir is blasting My Chemical Romance

[spir3]

I bring to you

Mesmerizer Innes

MAKING AN ANIMATING THIS MODEL WAS SO MUCH FUN OMGFHGDHYUGEUSYHGUYSHEGUYH

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MUIRINNESMAXXING

Did something super simple for now just to get their appearances in my style down, tried a diff nose style than usual as well ... muehehehe

[joliackermann]

And that's the story of how they died...

Based on a conversation I had with @sgiansporran about Caz trying to convince Muir to let him and Innes go so they can get him some banana milk🫶

[thesleepyfable]

~ SWTD: Still Here AU Season 2 Chapter 1: ~

The Haunting in the Red Barn:

Merry Christmas, everyone. Here's a little gift for this amazing fandom.

Season 2 Part 2:

'Okay, are we live?'

'Yeah. Go.'

Jack held up the Muir family camera, balancing it on his shoulder, pointing it in Cait's face. Cait held up a microphone and adjusted a tie she found that hung awkwardly from her polo-jumper.

'We're here at Muir Farm and Land,' Cait began, trying and failing to keep still like many news reporters she was pretending to be. 'Where evidence of a strange creature lives in this barn behind me.' Jack adjusted the camera to bring the barn into focus. 'Locals say a monster lurks inside, and no one is brave enough to go in. Let's see what they have to say.'

Static

Roy leaned on the fence. A piece of cardboard at the bottom of the frame said: Roy McNair. Aka. Best Uncle.

'Oh, I hear it every night,' he said in a dramatic way, as if he was on stage performing Macbeth. 'Scittering across the floor like a giant centipede.'

'Have you seen it?'

'No. No, and I advise you don't either. You might go crazy like him over there.' Roy pointed off frame. Jack turned and saw he was pointing at Caz, trying to hide himself from Suze as he lit up a cigarette. He saw the group out of the corner of his eye and turned, looking like a deer in the headlights.

'Tell your ma Cait, and you're grounded.'

'WHAT-?'

Static

Another cardboard sign. It said Mr. Terry, where it was originally spelt with an I and not a Y, before being scribbled out, Innes. A grump. Loves Muir.

'Looks kids-'

'Please, we're grown adults, Mr. Innes,' Cait corrected off camera.

A heavy sign from Innes, who clearly wasn't used to being around children for so long. He was also heavily hungover with bloodshot eyes, bags under his eyes that could hold a weeks worth of shopping and unkempt hair. 'Okay,' he grumbled. 'My advise,' he said with a terrible Texan accent. 'You go in there, and you'll never come out again.' And back to his usual voice. 'Happy?'

'Delighted.'

Static

Cait and Jack stood in front of the barn. Maidie was now with them, standing in an overcoat that basically drowned her, holding a Sherlock Holmes pipe in her hand. Not lit, of course. 'And now, it's time for us to enter this haunted building and discover the truth. With us is Professor Maidie.' Again, Jack moved the camera to focus on the young girl, who broke character and waved a giant sleeve to the lens. 'Please, professor, what do you think we'll find in there.'

'I bet a biiiiig,' Maidie practically screamed in excitement as she spread her arms wide to express the monster's size. 'Creature that'll try and scare us off.'

'Should we be worried?'

'Yes. But, I think it'll be scared of us not being scared.'

'Only one way to find out.'

The doors creaked open. It was dark inside. The windows had been blocked with towering stacks of hay. It was quiet. Too quiet. Could the witnesses be wrong? The trio quietly stepped in. Jack scanned the interior, trying to capture anything that could resemble this creature. Professor Maidie clicked her fingers and knelt down beside what appeared to be a footprint.

'Over here.' Jack zoomed in. 'Looks new...'

A loud yet slow creaking, again, from the barn doors caught their attention. Jack quickly turned, getting a glimpse on the sunlight vanishing. For a split second, a tendril was spotted before vanishing from view, but it seemed none of them noticed.

'We should go,' Jack shivered.

'Not until we get some actual evidence,' Cait hissed.

'But we have some. Right there.'

'That could be any footprint.' Professor Maidie wandered off and began kicking at the hay, calling for the monster to show itself. 'Just remember, we can't be scared.'

A scittering noise filled their ears and sent a shiver up their spine. They turned, but it could be anywhere as the building echoed.

'Can we be scared now-'

'No. The professor will keep us safe. Right, professor?' No answer. 'Professor?' Nothing. She was gone. 'Okay, we should go.'

Slowly, a figure rose behind Cait, hay falling off its body. Jack slowly backed away. Cait turned and saw the towering figure. It held the Professor in its tendril, roaring and making guttural noises. Drool dripped. It slammed a tendril besides the duo who screamed and scrambled to make a quick getaway.

Professor Maidie screamed not to be left behind, but it fell on deaf ears. Cait and Jack bolted for the doors, opened but didn't have time to slam it shut. Cait tripped and felt herself being pulled back by her leg. Her microphone fell into the knee-deep snow.

'JACK!'

'CAIT!'

'Don't leave me!'

Then, she was gone. Dragged back into the shadows.

Screams became laughs from all parties. Jack stepped back into the barn, picking up the microphone. Gibbo put the sisters down into the hay and, when seeing the camera, made his best attempt at a bow.

'Thank you. Thank you.'

'Was I good, Cait?' Maidie asked as she rolled down the hay, getting briefly caught up in the coat. Either Cait didn't hear or she was too excited. She clambered over the hay and dashed for Jack.

'Did you get it everything?'

'Yep. Thanks, dad.'

'Thanks, Mr. Gibbo.'

'Anytime.'

The children left the barn with their spirits high. Now all they had to do was give it to Simon so they can watch it back later this evening-

'BOO!' Rennick jumped out of hiding. The trio screamed and dashed for the house, leaving the former manager proud of his little prank. 'Scared good,' he giggled.

[peace-comes-dropping-slow]

thank you to both @milestonekestrel and @flameunquenched for the tags! i’m gonna include fandom and some personal projects

‘I think about Terry Innes 25 hours a day’ (swtd)

(AU i can’t yet reveal because doc title is a spoiler) (swtd)

‘The devs don’t know him like I do.’ (swtd)

‘JUDAS: BEGINNING’ (oc; collab with the loser)

‘The Normal Show’ (oc; collab with the special princess)

‘I inhabit your stories’ (oc)

‘a song you only hear once’ (oc)

‘peas and carrots’ (oc)

‘Casablanca’ (the magnus archives)

a few finished but unedited stories from a bit ago:

‘ike’s worst memory’ (oc)

‘i love you like an alcoholic’ (oc)

i’ll no-pressure tag @girlishwhimsies , @brainrotroulette , and @avatarofabitchboy and any SWTD mutual who sees this who wants to participate! (i love you guys but there’s too many of you to tag individually)

🗂️ wip tag game! 🗂️

make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. tag as many people as you have WIPs. people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

thanks for the tag @milestonekestrel! here's my more recent wips, most recent first

"the crimson daze"

"ran title me soon plz"

"burn like stars"

"asunder"

no pressure tagging: @saurongorthaur9 @helenvader @ohno-elrond and @peace-comes-dropping-slow

[rubus-yunnion]

Innes: "Oh wow, it's quite chilly today, I hope Roy has something nice for us to eat at tea. He always makes the best, hot meals on this damn rig."

Infected Muir in the kitchen trying to make something to eat:

[rubus-yunnion]

Hm? Where's Innes? Maybe check your shoulder..

Happy Muir Monday! Busy week today with drawings and finally finding the time to answer my inbox. O'Connor hcs will come soon, don't worry! I've also been working on a new AU, and im hoping I can find some time to write down my ideas and share it all to you! But lets not get ahead of ourselves, its still Monday..

[rubus-yunnion]

Last post of 2024

Scary, isn't it? How time flies by so quickly. I did a lot of things this year. I reached around 300 followers on Twitter, cleaned out my depression room, and transitioned into a man.. also got into Still Wakes The Deep.

I don't even know what to say at this point, I feel as though whatever I've said the previous days or weeks you've already heard a bunch of times. I might not have posted much for the past 2 months, but that's okay. Time doesn't bother me unless it needs to. I've still made incredible friends, found recognition in my art and the motivation to continue on with my passion.

I have no dreams, I don't want to get into any fancy art colleges and have my art being recognised as "hippy anime garbage," or whatever, I've got what I've wanted, now I just need to find something new.

I'm still struggling. I'm not perfect, I was never perfect to begin with. Being biologically born as a woman doesn't automatically make you perfect. the same goes for men. But still, depression is beating me up. Anxiety is getting worse, and I always find myself tossing and turning during the night, but I'm still here, and I'm grateful that you didn't abandon me at any time.

Cheers to another shitty fucking year but also one of the best when it came to finding amazing friends, yeah?

Sorry for no proper swtd art, I'm honestly running out of ideas, so please stick with me in different fandoms, I'll still be around.

..I drew this when I was deathly ill (food poisoning..beautiful)

Now, onto some Mouthwashing art I've done! I'm currently working on an AU for it, so I might post some updates soon, but here's some Jimmy, Curly, and Ethereal Curly AU art!

Happy new fucking year to all you people, I'll see you around soon.

[rubus-yunnion]

MUIR NO STOP PLEASE INNES STOP HIM

MUIR PLZ THIS IS BAD YIU CANT RO THIS UR A GROWN ASS MAN MUIR PLEASE BRO STAP IT OMHPG INNES DO SOMETHING AUGHHHH

[rubus-yunnion]

Happy Halloween!! 🎃🕸

Happy Halloween! Its been a day, huh? A good day that is of course! I don't do halloween anymore but trust me I have plans for the future!!

Innes as Jedidiah and Muir as Octavius from Night At The Museum :))

[rubus-yunnion]

Innes body study

Someone said that I was only giving y'all a crumb and that I was spoiling the server, I guess there's no harm in posting the full drawing..

Enjoy!

[rubus-yunnion]

This oil rig worker is feeling The Magic Of Friendship!!

Innes is going through so much and Muir can fly. Oh and his cutie mark is a bagpipe

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They make me ill

(also this isn't really ship art but it can be if you want it to idk)

Okay that's all bye