#an art piece for me rp

[dirk-menace]

the shit

[localicecreambiter]

Who's idea was this?

alt below cut

[crowfatherd]

they used to be friend s.,,, i m goinf to die here

dude i havent written in ten billion years and i havent written these two specifically in even longer but heres a little thingy about them when they were buddyss

[jane-lynndrake-t]

[oken-art]

on my way to draw silly sparbossa fanart because why the hell not ᕕ(✧ ͜ʖ✧)ᕗ

[killerlittlerejects]

“I’m sorry, I don’t really wanna talk about it…”

“Hey, it’s okay… you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

Oh hey, it’s a redraw but also not a redraw!

After seeing a few people on here doing it, I wanted to try and redraw one of the panels from IEPFB. But I also didn’t want to redraw the scene, because it just reminded me that the whole storyline made me uncomfortable. So I turned it into a scene for @nathantheauthor ‘s rewrite for Needles And Smiles!

We’ve been talking about the Jeffery Keaton audio dramas A LOT lately, and since I apparently can’t seem to stop traumatizing the characters I love enough, it got me thinking “hey, what if Lazzy’s mom just decided to be more of a bitch and sent her off to the Asylum.” Where everyone is a piece of shit. And there are only two (?) responsible adults. And where she’s the only child there because her mom literally payed them to take her?

At least she’s out of the house, but now she’s surrounded by crazy people lol.

I decided to turn the panel into a little scene of Nina (because of course I had to throw her in too) asks Lazari why she got sent to the Asylum, and the poor child being too uncomfortable to answer. Cause how the fuck do you explain that you have a demon inside you that eats people?

I’m really happy with how this turned out, I missed doing little comics. The OG panel is under the cut!

[gftimelord]

Here! Have a bouquet of Forget-me-not flowers! (⁠っ⁠.⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠っ💐

*The bouquet felt heavier than it should have in his hands, the delicate stems cradled by fingers that had once held the weight of galaxies.*

"Thank you."

*The words spilled from his lips reflexively, unthinking, automatic. The doctor’s gaze rested on the forget-me-nots, their soft blue petals like fragile stars fallen into his grasp. They seemed so small, so unassuming, yet they carried a weight that pressed down on him with the force of memories he couldn’t keep locked away.*

*For a moment, Stanford simply stared. The flowers blurred into a haze of color, their presence dragging his mind far from the here and now. Forget-me-nots. How cruelly fitting— flowers steeped in the symbolism of undying loyalty, eternal remembrance. He’d once thought them beautiful, a reminder of the valiance of memory. But now? Now they whispered a question he could never answer.*

*Would he be forgotten?*

*The title would live on. The Doctor. A name that made gods flinch and tyrants fall silent. But Stanford Pines? The man who laughed too loudly and dreamed too boldly? The fool who stepped too close to the edge? Would he be remembered? Or would time wear away his name, grinding it into nothingness as the stars turned and the multiverse carried on, indifferent?*

*Everyone he loved would eventually succumb to the sands of time. Even Stanley, his brother, was living on borrowed moments— a reprieve, not a reprieve forever. The repair box had granted his twin the kind of immortality most would kill for, but the terms had always been clear: Lee would decide when enough was enough. And Ford? He would have to watch. Again.*

*Always.*

*The Doctor would only rest when he was dead. That was the promise he made.*

*His fingers brushed the soft petals, reverent and delicate, as if the flowers might shatter beneath his touch. Their texture reminded him of the past— the smooth curve of glass jars in his lab, the ink-stained pages of his journal, the unyielding steel of the blaster that had once trembled in his grasp. How many memories had he preserved, as if they too were fragile things, desperate to keep them from slipping away?*

*The irony was sharp, biting at the edges of his thoughts. Forget-me-nots. A plea, a promise. Yet even promises eroded over time. He was a man without a gravestone, without a final day to mark his passing. Would he become a ghost of himself, wandering the cracks between universes, endlessly searching for something already gone?*

"I'll... go put these in a vase."

*He said softly, his voice carrying the weight of his gratitude, his eyes glittering in a silent sorrow.*

"Pretty little things. Thank you."

*His feet moved, carrying him toward the kitchen, but his thoughts remained tethered to the bouquet in his hands. They were a gift, a token of kindness from someone in a universe that had shown him so little. He couldn’t bring himself to discard them, even as they unearthed emotions he’d buried under decades of stoic resolve and charming whimsy.*

*He placed them gently in a glass vase, filling it with water that refracted the morning light into fragmented rainbows. They seemed to glow against the mundane backdrop of his home, an anchor in the shifting tides of his thoughts. For a moment, he allowed himself to admire their delicate beauty, tracing the soft lines of each petal with his eyes.*

*Forget me not. A poetic phrase. A desperate hope.*

*Stanford really wished he could believe it.*

[placesyoucallhome]

Once said, always said I will hold the past over your head I'll speak my mind whenever I feel slighted I am hellbent on extracting all of my revenge Take heart, sweetheart, or I will take it from you

[moogghost]

The time for a new start, is constantly drawing nearer

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[xroronoasx]

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[inkisionary]

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[sinvulkt-moeta]

✨️I DREW TAAOEJ CHARACTERS ✨️

It’s not blobs this time. It’s their true humanoid form!

Such a miracle. 🎉

Version without text bellow the cut.

I’m so happy with the result : D

[jeandejard3n]

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