#narry art

[yimmysart]

The photo we are waiting for… but we don’t get it, so I made it in art

[william427]

AAAGAGSHHIOBIYSOUVH

NEW NARRY DESIGN

Okay he doesn't look that different-

His husband <3

[insomniphic]

Narry, Narry & Narry!

The remake that no one asked for!

The first interaction of the Narry bros! Yippeee!!!

Also the time when I got closer to @beartitled & @braisedhoney 🥹

Original 👇

[employee052]

[You changed the theme to Love] Comic

Crazy how the night changes (aka, from flirting [romantic] to flirting [platonic])

(feat my first design of my narrator from way back in 2023, and my modern self-insert sona-oc fusion)

[For the original screenshots of this meme check under the cut!]

[braisedhoney]

so this is basically the whole space trip thing right.

[scoobit9]

more parable goofs bc ya’ll like them so much (i do too)

[yimmysart]

https://www.redbubble.com/de/i/stofftasche/Narry-Golfclub-von-YimmysArt/160837657.P1QBH?utm_source=rb-native-app&utm_campaign=share-product&utm_medium=ios

[seelestah]

drew @blackkatdraws lovebug au narry 

[insomniphic]

YAAAAAAY FORBIDDEN LOVE

Sorry guys, I needed to give my OCs attention too (even if this is just an AU lol)

Here's their references!

[employee052]

famshon

[braisedhoney]

life in pink (or maybe rose :P)

[beartitled]

Oh hey guys

We’re in the animating stage of the Narratorverse March collab🎉

If you didn’t start animating yet, it’s the perfect time to start ✨

(But of course no pressure, just a little reminder to you guys ❤️)

@neat-o-things @employee052 @bloody-dear @idunnowhattowriteheretbh @r4ndxm @thechaotichorselord @etherealcatzz @soulsquigg @paradoxspir1tart @tumbling-turmoil @machines-art-shenanigans @test-url-please-ignore @rick-ety @as8bakwthesage @kelpiekidd @cha1nsawblood @raccoontank @deviousnarrator @4thwallbreakerdraws @purpleskelet0n @tranquliizzer @stylus427 @demonicrhythms @vellichorom @semisocialporcupine @athenamineblox @roseaterougerues @bucketfullofstrawberries @callixspod @miiints-repostiory @emcake1

(pasting it here for convenience)

👉Link to the google form👈 (use only for downloading finished animations)

Many already finished their animations, which I can’t express enough how adorable and wonderful they are 💕❤️💞💓 So I did a little comic featuring some of the narrators that have been submitted 👀 Enjoy ✨

(It’s important to specify that Ney’s Narry doesn’t eat, he just thinks strawberry jam sandwiches look aesthetically pleasing/smell nice, so he cannot completely reject them)

@insomniphic @braisedhoney @emile-tb @mirrorocean @junebug-dot-com @notmefoina @parasocial-paradox @quentintin7 airyyria on twitter

Big thanks for people who already submitted their animations and good luck for who’s starting ❤️

(If you have any questions or need any help, don’t be shy to reach out to me 🐻‍❄️❤️)

[unorchido]

A little thingy from the whiteboard

Look at this fancy fuck over here

[altyem]

I found this

And well have Paraswap Narry and Stan YIPPEE

Made on paper cuz I'm lazy

[melancholictunes]

Wow. I wonder what changed. /s

Welcome to the 'Please Optimize My Weak Heart AU'! Feel free to ask any questions about it. Enjoy :]

(2)

Stanley's footsteps echoed throughout the paradoxical office space, continuing the nth run through what Narrator dubbed 'The Stanley Parable'. Meta commentary regarding his sentience whilst endlessly wandering within this monotonous loop of a 'game' aside, both him and his omniscient-but-actually-has-a-physical-form acquaintance (he'll have to work on that one) have been gradually pursuing the game together on a few occasions. Frankly, Stanley would have to ask the Narrator to add another set of fingers on his model to count how many times they've physically witnessed each other playing their respective narrative roles.

However, there have been recurring instances where Stanley noticed that The Narrator would place his hand onto his chest while speaking his lines. As if there was a chance he could flub sentences he has perfected ten times over. It seemed to be a force of habit. A minute observation of a common behavior. At least, that's what Stanley previously thought.

Although, there was something very clearly wrong with The Narrator. What first ticked off an unsettling gut feeling within Stanley was when The Narrator's hand reflexively tightened against his chest during a run-through of the Zending Ending. His fingers were edged between a fist position and a strained one. There was a subtle twitch of his eyebrow that Stanley clocked as a reaction Narrator would only make when he was injured. Paired with that, he grit his teeth hard enough to clench his jaw. That was new to Stanley. Yet, it told the office worker all he needed to know. If that wasn't enough to worry him, the creaking and popping sounds that could be heard coming from Narrator cemented his concerns. It was as if sheets of metal were coming loose and whining from the strain of being poorly held together. Stanley understood that he had yet to ask Narrator what exactly he was. Not that he'd get a sufficient answer. While his hand hesitated to agree with his mind to reach out, Narrator blipped from his vision, which left wisps of dust that were left behind his sudden exit. Causing Stanley to grip nothing, even the dust fled from his movements.

That was their last run side by side.

From then on, The Narrator has maintained their relationship as it has been before the Incident.

However, even that couldn't stop identical sounds he had heard from bleeding through the microphone. He had half a mind to pester Narrator about it. The other half knew he shouldn't. So, he did the latter.

During this particular run, Narrator began his dialogue regarding the two doors. “Stanley walked through…” Stanley was amidst tuning the repetitiveness out, when there was a violent sizzle and pop loud enough to peak the microphone. Then, a faint curse had managed to be picked up in the aftermath. Stanley's eyebrows pinched closer together, his footsteps coming to a halt as he noted the irregular use of profanity.

[Narrator? Are you okay?]

“Yes! Yes, o-of course I am. Just give me a moment! Technical difficulties, ha-ha.”

Then, radio silence.

His response wasn't reassuring in the slightest. Stanley couldn’t help but roll his eyes and pinch his temples due to the forcibly cheery tone that he utilized to mask the pain underneath. As if Stanley could be put at ease with Narrator's blatantly rubbish attempts at de-escalating an ongoing complication he was having. Well, Stanley was having none of it. With solidified resolve, he was prepared to take a step towards the right door when a thought crossed his mind that gave him pause. There was one thing holding him back; his agreement to respect The Narrator's boundaries. Unless he was personally allowed entry into his office, he was powerless to help. So, Stanley was cursed to stand here with his hands at his sides, steadily curling into fists. Wallowing in regret over his past decision while he waited for the Narrator to return.

It pissed him off to no end. Being stuck here like he always was. Was he really so useless as to not provide any increment of assistance to The Narrator? Well, useful or not, Stanley was going to come up with a plan to get Narrator back down here. One way or another. He had to.

He had to.

[insomniphic]

Stanley is the youngest in the Parable, but he’s a lot more mature than he makes himself to be. He absolutely hates it when the rest of the cast leaves him out of important information and decisions because it involves him too.

The others have been better about not babying him TOO much, but he easily gets paranoid the moment he feels something off about the others.

Anyways, here’s more doodles