#pumpkin farm AU

[thebekashow]

Peter breaking the 4th wall.

he's not a yandere btw- he's just being spooky >:D

[theeyeofthetigger]

PSIC Week 2024 Day 2 - On the Run

Forever revisiting Brunswick farm au, it’s my dear my darling

@pumpkinspiceicecream

[dailydegurechaff]

Today's Daily Degurechaff is… Inktober 2023 Day 29 - Massive

[the-stardom]

Day 2: Pumpkin carving

“Hehe, it smells kinda funny in here”

⸻

Ink!Sans by @comyet

[maxphilippa]

Any Andy’s apple farm doddles 🍎

I do have some, but they're from my Aftermath AU mskfj. Look at these goofers. Incredibly traumatized. + Claundy Break Up.

I swear I'll draw them being happy eventually.

[uncle-peter-au]

what was the kids first reaction to petah and vice versa

they liked him immediately! how cute!

[pumpkinclock]

regarding the halloween couple post; i made an halloween au between these two 🙏

peter as michael myers, and claus as laurie strode 🔪🔪

[you-hate-time-travel]

im basing a lot of the carapacian crops off of new world crops because not only does that include pumpkins i also just think that gourds and corn and sweet potatoes and such are very like. wv-core. autism be damned my boy can work a farm. also im throwing in what is basically just a fiddlehead fern because it looks cool as shit!!!!!!! oh a few cultivars of brassica oleracea. dont worry about all the others i just think they should have cabbages and kale. And also none of their crops are one to one exactly these idk

[remon-chizikeki-the-second]

Andy - Sayori

Claus - Yuri

Felix - Natsuki

Peter - Monika

[mr-hammer-exe]

Here I present a-freaking-nother redraw of SOTFOS's cover art.

In all seriousness, I'm pretty satisfied with how it turned out. I'll be doing one for The .EXE Saga Retold next, so be on the lookout for that.

[thebekashow]

"Probably the corniest place i picked, but uh.. heh.. thought you might find it as special the same way I do."

THE FINAL DAY :D

YOU GOT PROPOSED TO ;-; HAPPY DAY

[theeyeofthetigger]

Some very scribbly farm doodle wehe

[huskyremix]

For 'Lamb Farm story', can you draw the bishops getting their favorite item from The Lamb, please?

What characters favorite and dislikes are has been something I've been thinking about on and off, not sure about all the Bishop sib's yet but Heket loves a good Mushroom Pizza!

[yournumberonefan1]

Babysitter au!

Peter doesn't know how to take care of kids. So, when he is left with the kids because Bree had to buy something, he ended up tying the kids to the wall. Felix passed out from Melody headbutting him too hard.

[aaf-brothers-in-arms-au]

Chapter 1

Part IV

Apple Acres

"The sun's already showing hints of setting." Margaret eyed the bright sphere of a star setting and creating a warm horizon, making anyone forget the chilly snow. Eventually, after a while of walking and conversation, they made it to Andy's house.

"Well, I'll see you guys, if tomorrow won't be a pain in the nuts."

"Pfft- yeah, same. Later man," Felix waved as he and Margaret walked away.

"Bye, Andy!"

He waved back and stopped when they turned. And sighed. He couldn't help himself, he just did. He assumed that maybe, just maybe, he didn't want this day to end.

He just missed the enjoyment of company.

He got out his keys, unlocked the door. And as he strolled into the house and closed the door behind him, he sat down at the doormat in complete tiredness. Not sadness, not despair, just tiredness.

He lifted his head and studied the plushie. It was just like Sammy's, all white and soft and small. But it had an odd sense of comfort, of peace. As if he was just resting on a childhood area in a calm, peaceful evening.

He longed that feeling for so long.

Finally trusting himself to stand, he walked up the stairs, doing his daily routines as the sun set.

By eight, he already ate dinner and showered, and was on his pyjamas while reading.

Instead he ended up almost going back to sleep by an hour later.

When he caught himself snoozing, he shook his head, put himself to his bed and wrapped himself with his blanket.

But as he was about to turn off his lamp, something hung at the back of his mind.

He looked at the plushie sitting on the nightstand. Oh, of course.

Andy took the plushie and was still for a moment. His tense, restless yet tired self relaxed, and he found his eyes drooping slightly.

He then reached the light again and turned it off before drifting into a deep, peaceful sleep.

☁

Andy found himself on his farm on a warm spring morning. The trees carried apples, red and ripe, and there was a hint of that scent of blooming flowers.

He was there, picking up apples that fell from the trees and had rested on the soft grass. And his eye caught the figure of an approaching man.

"Hey, Andy! I figured you were busy today, so I thought I might tag along."

He immediatly stood up and smiled at him. There was this tug at the back of his neck, but the nagging sensation was faint.

"Hey. Just picking up some apples, nothing much. Wanna help?"

"Sure." He bent down, picked about three apples and tossed them into the basket.

After a while, Andy raised the two now filled baskets. "Alright, we're done!"

"Let me help with that."

"No thank, I'm fine. I'm stronger than I look." He replied with a hint of pride that sent his companion chuckling.

"Oh, welp, suit yourself."

Andy replied with a sheepish smile. Then slowly felt the tugging sensation at the back of his neck. Very still, he stared at the man.

"Wait, do I know you?"

"Oh." The man shrugged. "I guess not. Sorry for not introducing myself."

He then extended a hand. "I'm Peter! Nice to meet ya!"

Then everything went black.

☁

Andy woke up in stages, then found himself on bed in the morning. It was 7 o'clock, exactly seven o'clock, and for some reason his alarm didn't ring.

He sat up and rubbed his eyes, blinked. For once in a while, he slept peacefully. Well, the odd man in the dream made it more liminal than peaceful, but he finally got a good night's sleep. That was an improvement.

Surely there was nothing to worry about.

[vacersart]

Andy, who were you looking for before you ended up within this vast nothingness?