#tbh made this on ms paint

[roman-nyi]

was thinking of ths image when thinking of fnv

[knifegremliin]

attack for CARTOONGORE! >:3

[thewolfofthestars]

look. I am willing to admit I am wrong about many things.

however. one thing I am definitely right about is that small children should have, instead of a smart device and tiktok, an ancient shitty dinosaur of a computer running windows 98 with a crt monitor. and instead of an internet connection it has ms paint and freeware king's quest and solitaire and minesweeper and pinball and a mario knockoff and 800 words of paw patrol fanfic in a word document somewhere

[angelic-waffles]

Cruppy made on my school computers version of Ms paint

[mario64eelposting]

Whhhhat the fuck is this thing????? Oh my god

@squid030 dared me to draw some girl cat or whatever so i did. yay

[mspaint-flower]

flower's pronounce

[wingsofahoneybee]

i was asked to create an alien species by a friend

[forever-a-goat-kid]

Human being: Humans aren't all bad...

Giant monster: OH YEAH? NAME ONE GOOD THING ABOUT HUMANS.

Human being: We made dubstep

[scoutsystem]

yeah i missed day 4 i was eepy :3

(Ashton (She/He/It) Erin (He/She/Neos+) Robin (Changes) Hugh (He/They)) [IMAGE ID: image 1: Ashton is pulling Erin forward. Ashton has red hair, red horns, and a red devil tail. She has tanned skin and freckles. Hes wearing a blank tank top and gray shorts. It has an excited expression. Erin has blonde hair, a halo, and white wings. He has pale skin with freckles. She has a green and white button up and a cloud patterned skirt. He has light blue nails. She has a worried expression. image 2: Robin (Robin Newman fictive) sits at a desk with a crude drawing of a wolf on it. They are holding a drawing tablet, while shouting "It's called a FURSONA and its ART" at Hugh (Hugh O'Connor fictive) who is standing at their side asking "What the hell are you drawing?" END ID]

[sceneboyslaughterhouse]

when i was 17 i would draw horrible acts of violence upon spike from mlp: fim to relieve stress

[not-xpr-art]

Curled tight as a question mark...

(01/2025)

Ok so I've been super obsessed with the AMAZING Trolley Problem AU fics by @silverview & @unreesonable (where Drew is the 22 year old Blake abuses instead of Ellie) for literally ages so it was only a matter of time before I'd end up doing some art based on it pfft...

Links to the fics below btw (also gonna ramble about this piece a bit since, as usual, I put way too much thought into it pfft)!!!

a better son / daughter

special arrangements

and all I'll do is kiss him (btw title of this piece actually taken from a line in this one which I really loved!!!)

spaces between

Highly recommend all of them btw, they're so GOOD!!!!!

~~~

Ok, so I immediately wanted to do a sorta twisted version of Klimt's 'The Kiss' but the concept kinda got away from me as I was painting it... Plus I couldn't get the vibrant gold colour to work with the general colouring of the figures so the background became like vaguely vaginal curtains that I could probably spin some kinda symbolic link to Drew's mother if I wanted to lol...

(think I made a joke on bsky that I'm in my Georgia O'Keeffe era and NO one laughed smhsmh...)

I've also been wanting to do something based on the iconic The Fallen Angel painting by Alexandre Cabanel but never really had a particular subject in mind... until NOW! (ofc the emotion is different but idk I think the reference still works... Drew's tears are more desperate, hopeless, resigned, and perhaps less angry than Lucifer's?)

I wanted the piece to feel like Drew is trapped. Trapped by his turbulent relationship with his mother and father, trapped by his status and position in life, trapped by his sexuality, trapped by the drugs... And ultimately trapped by Blake, who was supposed to offer him a paternal embrace, a comforting hand on his shoulder, to properly help guide him out of the hole he's stuck in but all he did was take advantage of his vulnerability and drag him further into that pit...

Also, kinda funny story, but I tried doing a cute romantic in9 art before I started this but my brain and hand were having none of it lol... NO adorable yaoi for you manipulative toxic yaoi ONLY !!!!!!!

Stylistically I wanted to try and make this look sorta traditionally painted, which involved me using a combo of my regular program alongside ms paint since I like the texture of some of the brushes on there tbh (plus those brushes are really great for painting body hair which I had so much fun drawing a lot of here lol)! Overlaid with a vaguely canvas-y texture lol

Oh, and also I put the diamond pattern of the jumper Drew wears in the episode on his underwear here both because it was going to get covered if I put it on his t-shirt and because it's sorta a fun way to reflect how this is an AU lol

Also have some close ups since tumblr has completely destroyed the quality of this lol:

(final close up is actually of a version of the painting without the texture overlay btw which is why the colours are slightly different, but I thought it might be interesting to share so u can see the brushwork texture a little better??)

uh anyway... that's all folks lol!

[chelledoggo]

MEMES/IMAGE EDITS I'VE MADE IN THE PAST BASED ON WEIRD DREAMS I'VE HAD (CW for scorpions in one image)

this is a long-ahh post so i'll be nice and put everything under the cut.

this is one i had when i was a little kid. i was in our kitchen at night, and this giant Visa logo was chasing me around. i jumped into a crib that was randomly there for some reason, and it honed in on me just before i woke up.

this was another one i had as a little kid about a weird ending to a Barney episode. looking back, though, i think it was the Count from Sesame Street at the end and not the Hamburgular.

Barney x The Count x Hamburgular OT3 tbh. /j

okay so this one i THINK i had towards the end of 2021. i was at Disney World and there was this new walk-through attraction called "The New Naples." all it was was this dingy run-down old crackhouse and at the end there was this sentient Barney plushie with red, angry eyes and wearing a chef costume that would jump out and attack you.

this one's also from 2021. i was at Universal Studios or some other amusement park, and this was a sign outside one of the rides. i think it was some sort of bumper-car ride with spray nozzles full of colored slime that you could spray at people.

the pink tax at work smh. /hj

also from 2021. all i really remember was that this was a design on a t-shirt.

to this day JimmyTheGoat dot com does not seem to exist.

in this dream (2021 was the year of weird dreams for me lol) i had a magical TV that was inhabited by the good fairies from Sleeping Beauty, who spent all their time making movies in real-time for me to watch.

i was watching a movie in which Sleeping Beauty and Snow White fell in love and ran away together. (love wins~) this was the logo at the end. yes, the MS-paint eyes were part of it. Flora had to go and make her clothes blue for this gig and she ain't happy about it. show some respect.

guess the year. go on. guess. in this dream, this little scorpion/guinea pig hybrid was chasing me around my house. he was adorable, yes, but he was also venomous enough to kill me in one fell swoop if i'd come in contact with it.

this one's actually from 2020! yeah, i know! in this dream, Disney wanted to hop on the "My Little Pony: Pony Life" bandwagon and made their own version with the Disney Princesses. (the image source is from the Video Brinquedo mockbuster cartoon "Little Princess School.")

these last two i don't remember any context for or even what happened in the dreams they're from. i think they're just random memes i saw in my dreams. but they're worth a mention.

i think the pigeon one was one i saw just before waking from a nap.

hope you enjoyed the inner machinations of my enigmatic mind.

bye.

[shoot-me-with-a-crayon]

Mom finally saw it, a hellish vision, my brother. O God, O God, she said.

My Brother at 3 A.M. by Natalie Diaz

JaxTober Day 2 - Beginnings

i have feelings about Jaxston and that poem man. anyways yo!! kinda vague ass interpretation of the prompt yippee!!!!!!!!

tbh i added this prompt in so i could do this one teehee :3c

ok explainin time!!!

HERE is the first doodle i did when i wanted to make Jaxston. i was inspired by someone's fnaf fanart and really liked the spiraling words and limited palette and went "Y'know I've really been wanting to make a Bill's vessel oc..."

Made on ms paint ! i think its fun bc he is no longer Bill's vessel at all and never is at this point in me creating his lore and stuff (idk yet im always so indecisive about fandom oc lore lmao) lol !

so i took the prompt as "Beginnings of the idea of the character" teehee

then when i was drawing it i was not in the mood to do any fullbodies bc i had JUST finished day 1, which took longer than i wanted so i just. kept it simple! aka i sketched the full body, hated it and then deleted the entire lower half of the body lmao

i didnt do any sketch past this lol, i really liked how it felt and just kinda kept it. i tried lineart, but i couldnt get it to fit the vibe the og sketch had so i decided not to ^_^

also i spent 3-4 hours writing the poem over and over and ove again for the spiral lmao

anyways i like yapping about my art.

this one is my lockscreen now on my phone, and it and day 1 are my monitor backgrounds (i have 2, my laptop (day 1) and my art tablet (day 2))

very proud of this one especially <3

now what the FRICK am i doing for day 3 what-

[speremint]

hello ms. speremint ma'am! thank you so much for brimstone and roses, i've reread the whole thing because of the finale and it's not only very very good but it also made me reflect about many things in my own life and might've been the final push i needed to get out of a situation similar to bea's at the start of the comic. haven't summon a demon tho.

that being said, i'm actually sending this ask because i was curious regarding some things post-finale. does bea now call laz bradley full time? is laz a bit of a pet name that links to how they met or is it uncomfortable because it reminds him of his time in hell? did he eventually remember everything or will some things remain fuzzy forever? does he remember running into alex in hell? if so, did he tell bea about it? does ms ginger remember her life as 17 or is her mind full cat now? and after she dies, does her soul go to the same place as regular cat souls (wherever that may be)? did bea's parents ever find out where she actually met her husband? and a last one: is alex's mom ok? i was actually hoping (though not really expecting) they'd get some kind of closure, but i guess he never even found out how much she misses him, which was the saddest part in the comic for me.

sorry for the huge textwall! i just have been rotating the comic in my brain and the mind microwave just won't stop beeping lol

Hey hey! Honestly I'm happy to hear that! I wrote Bea's initial situation when I was still in college and kind of fretting about not knowing what was next for me, and I think that's really common tbh.

To answer your questions!

Bea still calls Laz Laz, I think. It's probably just habit, and when asked, they both just say it's his middle name.

Laz probably remembers more and more snippets of his past (more specifically his time on Earth with Bea) as time passes. The ending is meant to insinuate that some of his memories have started returning regardless, but to him, it's the future that now matters most.

He probably doesn't remember Alex much. It wasn't super notable to him since he doesn't remember exactly who that demon was, just that his vibe was rancid.

Ms. Ginger is still very smart and much more sentient than a regular cat. She's just no longer magical and immortal, something she is remiss to realize.

Her "soul" will return to the Warden as part of them.

That's a really good question about Bea's parents. In truth, I think Bea, Laz, Sofia, and Evelyn get together and make an ACTUAL backstory that's much more plausible, they just cut out all the demon crap. So basically a slightly less deranged background than what Bea paints in the beginning of the story.

Alex's mom is definitely not okay. It's a hard moment of grief that she suppresses and has no real support system for. I'm sure she'll heal in time, but she completely cuts Bea out of her mind after Alex's funeral and the cover-up of his death. They wouldn't be friends, is what I'm saying.

Thanks so much for the questions! I hope that I answered them okay, and I'm so glad you liked BnR, I'm really happy to answer these lol

[two-crows]

THANKS BIRDRICK YOU ARE BACK!!! IM SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!!

AJSFFHKJ... thank you ahg,, SFJKFJHDK

tbh i'm still sort of in the trenches so i dont rlly have anything right now but this is. so so sweet made me smile n do a hop and a skip JHKFKJHDFK

have this really shitty birdrick thing i made on ms paint, as a treat

[mariatesstruther]

okay just hear me out modern au where tommy ends up picking up ellie from pre school almost everyday since joel is busy but he keeps meeting teacher maria

okay bestie as a preschool teacher you GOT me with this one. like you got me SO GOOD. this might actually get published to ao3, you got me soooo fuckin’ good right now. i have so many unnecessary details for such a simple plot so here’s a cut

tbh i feel like even as busy as joel is, he’d prioritize picking up and dropping of sarah as much as he can, so maybe he and tommy would alternate???? so on days when tommy drops off, joel picks up and when joel drops off, tommy picks up. sarah goes to a public preschool with a lot of kids, so she gets easily overwhelmed and sometimes needs extra cuddles or kind words in the mornings to make it out of the car.

one monday, a couple months into school, sarah is particularly VERY anxious because there’s a new teacher to replace ms. doherty, who quit unexpectedly on friday “because she said we gave her alooooottt of headaches, daddy.” now, sarah knows nothing about the new teacher except that shes a girl from a place called new york—and sarah doesn’t even know what new yawk IS like, thats So Far Away??? (“it’s not really that far, baby,” joel says to her. “and it’s new york. with an o sound.”) still, sarah is VERY concerned:

is new yawk like another planet???? (no, babygirl.) but what if she’s an alien???? (the school only hires human teachers, baby. they promised.) but what if she’s a SECRET alien??? (she won’t be, i promise.) okay but what if she’s mean???? (if she is, you tell me or tommy and we’ll talk to her about it, okay? she shouldn’t be mean to you.) what if she doesn’t play good music at quiet time???? (you can ask her nicely and i bet she will, baby. just say please and thank you, okay?)

still, even with her questions answered, sarah is very nervous on monday. both joel and tommy go with her in an effort to start her day off extra good, especially because joel can’t pick her up. they reassure her that new york has plenty of nice people and her new teacher will probably be one of them. she also gets TWO WHOLE extra minutes of cuddle time with BOTH of them before she and daddy have to leave the car—it’s half for her and half for them, because they’re honestly pretty anxious for her to like her new teacher too

joel is the one to hold sarah’s hand and walk her inside, because the school prefers only one guardian to drop off at a time. tommy’s nervous, but joel actually seems pretty pleased when he gets back to the car with no sarah in tow. surprisingly, he’s back faster than any time they’ve ever dropped sarah off before. with a proud smile, he tells tommy is that miss maria seems really nice. more importantly, she’s Black, which joel says Sarah got really excited about. tommy pries for more details, and he’s glad he does: apparently miss maria has locs, a few even blue and purple, and the first thing sarah’d said to her was an emphatic “😲😍🤩 i like your hair!!!!!!!!,” to which she had responded “thank you! i like your hair! what’s your name, sweets?” and that’d been that

later, when tommy does pickup that day, he doesn’t know what to expect. most times at the end of the day, sarah is super reserved and a bit cranky, eager to get home to finally have time to herself. tommy’s goal is usually to try and get her to at least wave goodbye to her teachers like joel asks—but, more often than not, she opts for reaching for uppies and hiding her face in his chest until they leave.

today??? no. it takes sarah a full two minutes to even notice tommy’s there because her and this drop-dead-fucking-gorgeous woman in a soft-looking lavender pants and blouse set are finishing up a painting at the easel wall. they’re working on what looks like a brown and purple butterfly, probably the most carefully shaped sarah’s ever made.

tommy’s heart stops when this goddess miss maria finally looks over at him and smiles with perfect pearly-whites, waving him over behind sarah’s back. when she says “sarah honey, i think someone’s here for you!” in her sing-songy toddler-tone, tommy swears an angel gets his wings. sarah turns around, shrieks with joy upon seeing him, and runs down to him with her arms out, yelling all the while: “THOMMYYYYYYY!!!!!”—because sarah’s still working on her hard ts—“thommy!!!! thommy thommy thommy come look!!! i made a butterfly for u!!!!! look!!!!! it matches ms. maria!!!!!! it’s gorgeous!!!!” (she’s been obsessed with calling things gorgeous ever since she heard tommy say it about a harley motorbike last week. joel especially thinks it’s cute, especially because of how she over-emphasizes the j-sound: gor-Jus.)

tommy’s never seen her so excited to show her art off at pickup-time before; usually, she waits until they’re home and she’s feeling less shy to start showing off, but she’s babbling and pointing to it as he picks her up and sets her on his hip: “it’s brown and purple like miss maria!!! isnt it so gorgeous, unca thommy??? do you like it???? aren’t they SO gorgeous????”

and now miss maria is looking at him. and he’s looking at her. tommy knows he’s blushing, and he hesitates—which sarah does NOT appreciate, so she says: “unca tommy!!!!!!! don’t be WUDE! thell miss maria she’s gorgeous!!! she is!!!”

luckily, miss maria saves him by explaining, in a slightly firmer teaching voice: “sarah sweets, that’s okay! we’re only just meeting, and that’s not really something you say to a stranger, okay?”

“but why noooooooot?? you are gorgeous! like my butterfly! isn’t she so gorgeous, thommy?”

“well, yeah, of course,” tommy agrees easily, because she obviously is—and shit. now miss maria is looking at him like he’s a fucking bonehead, because he obviously fucking is. “but—uh, i mean—she’s right, hon’. you gotta listen to your teacher, and that’s not somethin’ you say to a stranger, okay?”

but then, after thinking to her tiny self for a few seconds: “well if she stays my teacher then she’s not a stranger, is she???” sarah asks tommy, then turns her conniving little head towards maria, too. “and you said you’d stay! so can he say you’re gorgeous tomorrow?” then, without waiting for an answer, she’s back towards tommy to finish: “i think you should call her gorgeous tomorrow.”

“i think we should go home, s’what i think,” tommy says, finally deciding to save himself from four-year-old torment. he sets sarah down and pats her on the end with a gentle but firm request to go get her stuff from her cubby, which she goes to do without her complaints of being too tired to walk. maria watches them closely with a close-lipped but relaxed grin. when sarah’s out of earshot, he apologizes. “sorry ‘bout that, ma’am.”

“don’t be,” miss maria teases, crossing her arms. “you did call me gorgeous, after all. i’ve had worse introductions.”

“tommy miller,” he offers, moving to shake her hand. he notices her nails are done-up, a sparkly blend of pretty shades of purple that look tie-dyed on somehow. her hands aren’t soft, not really, but they’re smooth enough to make him shiver as he pulls away. “sarah’s uncle.”

“oh, i know,” she reassures, then nods her head pointedly towards sarah. the little one is coming back towards them with her lunchbox in one hand and her water bottle in the other, walking extra careful so she doesn’t trip over herself like she did last week, tommy guesses. clearly fond, maria continues. “she spent all day telling me about you and her daddy. you’re doing great with her.”

“unca thommy! i’m ready to go!” sarah sing-songs, interrupting whatever miss maria might’ve said next. internally, tommy thanks his niece—the you’re doing great was already enough to make him cry, and he’d rather not do so in front of either her or her amazing new teacher. plopping her lunch and bottle at tommy’s feet, sarah gives not one, but two eager waves to miss maria, hands flapping madly up towards the woman’s face. “bye miss mariaaaaa!!!! i’ll see you tomorrow!!!!”

“bye sarah sweets!” maria says back, waving just as enthusiastically. to tommy, she raises an amused, teasing eyebrow. just loud enough for him to hear as he turns away, he hears her say “bye, gorgeous,” and laugh, giving yet another angel a pair of wings.

it takes everything in him to not fall straight to the floor, toppling his own precious niece, right then. he doesn’t think he even breathes until both he and Sarah are secured in the car, him in the front and her in her carseat. she’s already babble singing mary j. blige’s “just fine,” which they usually play and sing on their way home from school to help her regulate. when he plays the song this time, sarah smiles bright at him through the rearview and says “i already feel just fine, unca tommy!!! but can we still play it, just for fun?”

“of course, baby,” he says, and start singing along with her. he’s feeling just fine, too.

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tagging some homies (btw just let me know if u wanna be tagged in this kinda stuff or not guys! im never sure lol): @becomethesun @clickergossip @boilingcowboy @bumblepony