#tsp part one

[juaneloriginal]

A dream and a nightmare

@blackkatdraws's silly!

i just want him to be happy bro

by himself not only with black, honestly i like their relationship but most of the time (i think early in their relationship) he always comes out injured or dead and the fact that he doesnt even care about his own safety most of the time just to (me thinks) make black happy makes me so sad/pos

i like the fact that they are being more cute now but im not sure how much that its going to last

[gothic-mothic]

Late post! But I have an excuse, it’s my birthday :]

[z0mbiefrank]

WTTBP: Making of the Video - Director Sam Bayer Bullet With Butterfly Wings - The Smashing Pumpkins // Welcome To The Black Parade - My Chemical Romance

[mc-tummy-blur]

It’s been a whole year since I made this TSP:UD art, so I decided to remake it.

I have… a lot of thoughts about the original art piece… thoughts I’ll put under read more

Ko-fi

I don’t have a lot of followers, nor a lot of interaction on my art. So when I made the original shitpost meme art a year ago, it was a surprise to see it suddenly gain traction and rapidly get notes. It was exciting to see honestly.

It was so exciting to see that it got to my head, and it felt like I needed to make more art relating to The Stanley Parable, and also of shitpost meme quality. That other art didn’t get as much traction as the original did. But the notes from the original art piece kept getting bigger and bigger. I guess in a way the combo of not getting traction from that other art yet the rapid increase of the original art put me in an art block of some kind. Or left me feeling stuck creatively.

I began to resent the og art, as it was still getting notes and it put me in a creative rut. I didn’t wanna draw, or really didn’t know what I should draw and post onto here. Didn’t do anymore TSP:UD art either, I just didn’t have the creative drive for it. These feelings of resentment for that art and sadness that I was only getting traction for that, lasted for a while. Even when I was doing other art for other fandoms in the next months. It may seem ridiculous that some shitpost art had that much of an impact on my art in general, and I found it ridiculous too.

But, slowly, I began to accept that the shitpost art was going to keep getting notes for a good while. It’s a little over six thousand notes now. The acceptance helped me do other art that I found enjoyable to do, as I was doing it for myself again

I’m not sure what’s the main moral of me telling this, besides that you always gotta do art that’s for yourself and to not expect to get anything out of it

Also the irony is not lost on me that when creating fanart of The Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe, a game that centers around the idea of what happens when we are so caught up in something because it was good/popular/made people laugh, and how it’s not healthy to just try to recapture that magic and expect it to get the same results because it’s just not possible, resulted in me having experience of making something so popular and wanting to recapture that experience again, and how future work felt more forced, and it was much harder to make, causing me to be in a rough mindset

It’s quite scary on how relatable The Narrator really is.

Anyway, onto some positive stuff, imma share a compilation of my favorite reactions to my og art.

And perhaps the best reaction/commentary that I think about constantly:

[animeshades1]

Self insert w/lore ig -Eddie

[rotisseries]

every time I get on tiktok and am reminded how popular the attitude of not reading incomplete fics is I'm just so sincerely confused cause there is so much joy in just. watching something be created over time idk

[mr-gentleman-scientistt]

I bring a sort of genuinely really struggling mentally vibe to the function that well adjusted people don't really like

[sysig]

This is a very serious story about a man named Stanley (Patreon)

[vellichorom]

my narrator is british-french,

[beanofspace]

Finally!

I've given my Stanley some love :0

And now ya seen all his sides-!

(I fumbled with how this looks)

But he looks adorable uwu💕

And now for the wacky ones ☺

I attempt using this for a small comic making- which reminds me of a couple more to draw >:)

[stelar-time]

I like replaying the skip ending, not with the intent of having some angst but so I can have Stanley being under the rain again

[troolyart]

Entity AU pt 1.

[How long?] Stanley asked. The Narrator looks at him through those damned yellow lenses, the green of his eyes being hidden by more than just the lights in the Zending that they currently are enjoying.

"What do you mean, how long? You really must expound more, Stanley. You can't just ask one simple question if you want a straight answer. How else will I know what you're talking about?"

Stanley just sighs and flops down onto the cool carpet, letting the lights illuminate his face as he stares up at the ceiling. His hands start to move while his face remains eerily blank. [How long have I been here? How many resets has it been, Narrator?]

The lights that have been bouncing around in the dome pause for a split second, almost imperceptible, before they continue as they were. Stanley can hear his companion let out a sigh and mumble to himself, most likely checking through his script for the answer.

"Ah, here it is," the Narrator muses as he fixes his glasses to be higher up on his nose. "It's been around six hundred and thirteen resets at this point. Although some of those weren't even my doing, I'll have you know."

There's a shuffling to his left before a small thump sounds next to his head and a warm, soft hand lands on top of his forehead.

"Stanley, I can tell something is bothering you. Why else would you ask me this out of the blue? You can tell me anything, honestly you can."

Stanley finds it in himself to sign again. [How long were you trapped here...before you changed?]

The hand atop his forehead jolts a bit before it calms down, a thumb creasing the worry lines Stanley's accrued over the years to try and smooth them out some. The office worker's eyes meet his Narrator's, green pools that appear haunted despite the colorful atmosphere. Stanley can't blame him for that; all of the years he's told him about, trapped with nothing but his own voice until the Parable decided to take pity on him must have been hell.

The hand leaves his head and the Narrator sighs heavily, his voice still present as a groan in the air that leaves him, as if he cannot be silent in any way. "Ohhh, I don't know, Stanley. It could have been years or three days outside of this place, but inside it...it felt like a millennium."

The Narrator turns his head to look at the man next to him, and Stanley does the same. "What brought this on?"

He can't help but flinch ever so slightly as he finally sits back up, knees drawing close to his chest. Stanley can't look at him when he asks this. Hell, signing might be difficult given that his hands are starting to shake.

He manages a shaky [Can't] before turning away. The hand is back, this time on his shoulder, pulling as if begging him to turn back around. It's still warm. Alive. Real.

"Stanley, please...talk to me? You're starting to frighten me a bit. What's troubling you so— good god, your hands are trembling. Stanley??"

Stanley buries his head into his knees and projects his thoughts to his companion, something he hasn't done in a long time given how much he prefers to sign in person.

"How long do I have until I forget who I am, Narry? Until I don't remember I'm human?"

It's quiet in the dome. Too quiet for how much his Narrator likes to talk. The last time it was so quiet was when Narrator became upset with him and left him alone for an hour or two. Probably the worst two hours he can recall. Oh god, why isn't he saying anything? Did I say something wrong? Is he upset about what I asked? His thoughts start to spiral and he can't even hope to know if he shut off that link to him and the Narrator.

Suddenly, the warmth on his shoulder moves to encompass him, pressing into his back, his sides, everywhere arms can reach. Soft hair tickles the side of his neck and a shiver runs through him as warm breath hits his skin. The Narrators voice comes to him soft but firm, as firm as the arms around him, directly into his ear.

"I wouldn't let that happen, Stanley. Ever. Not to you."

Stanley can't remember the last time he cried outside of the Parable. He's cried plenty inside it, though, usually after the discovery of a new ending that brings the both of them nothing but grief. He's crying now. Stanley is certain that the Narrator can feel the tears falling from his face onto the man's hands. One of those hands cradles his face and tries to pull it out of the nook his knees have made. He obliges and looks back into thoes green eyes, now also beginning to tear up.

"I will not let you forget, Stanley."

The office worker pulls away a little bit, takes the Narrators hands in his, and leans forward to touch foreheads with the man. His thoughts stop their spiralling enough to try and get his thoughts across. "But what if that doesn't work? If I'm too far gone, then—"

"Then I will remind you as often as you need me to," he interjects. "As often as I think I should, even if you're completely fine. Your name is Stanley. You're human. You are real."

A small smile starts to creep along Stanley's face as he takes in those words. "I'm real. My name is Stanley. My name is Stanley and my coworkers are missing."

The Narrator let's out a chuckle at his thought, the sound reverberating in Stanley's head as their foreheads still touch. It's so real. He's real. His Narrator.

"Ah yes, your coworkers are still missing aren't they? And yet here we are dillydallying in this room. Oh well, they can wait can't they?"

Stanley let's out a chortle at that with his companion following suit. God, this felt right. All that worrying about what could happen to him while the whole time he has his Narrator to look out for him. And he'll do the same for his friend. No...friend didn't quite fit their relationship.

He's so close. Not even inches apart, the Narrator is basically in his lap at this point. His lips are right there...he could just...

So he does.

Stanley's always been an impulsive protagonist, always diving headfirst, logic be damned. The kiss is nearly the same, but it becomes more thought out when his Narrator leans into it. Where he should place his hands becomes almost second nature, when to take a moment to breathe through his nose so their lips can press against each other for just another moment.

Stanley pulls back first, the Narrator lingers in his space, eyes half-lidded. The lights in the Zending have all gone pink, which does nothing to hide the blush they both are sporting. Both men smile before Stanley brings his hands back up.

[Thank you, Narry. For reminding me how real I am. And for the kiss.]

The older man grins mischievously. "Oh don't thank me just yet, dear boy. I'm going to be reminding you so much you'll get sick of me after a while."

Stanley quirks and eyebrow before pecking his cheek. [Will that also include kisses every time? Because I might not get sick of that.]

"You'll just have to see won't you," he says as he starts to get up off of Stanley's lap in order to stand. Once up right, he holds out a hand for Stanley to grab. "Ready to reset, darling?"

Stanley takes ahold of his hand and gladly let's himself get pulled along like always. [Ready.]

[razberried]

you know those videos where they have hairdressers measure x inches to see how accurate they are? they should do that with chefs/bakers

[stupidsexygrizzop]

jeremy thestoragepapers: i am falling down the rabbit hole of these papers. i will redact certain information to protect myself and my family. i will schedule posts before meeting new people just in case something happens to me. i am playing this soooo rational and careful

also jeremy thestoragepapers:

[blackkatdraws]

Through the collective effort of over 64 ARTISTS doing their own parts, and after two months, it is complete.

Till this day, it never fails to surprise me how the biggest of events seem to always get started through the smallest of jokes...

This has happened multiple times already throughout the limited history of the Tumblr Narratorverse/Paraverse.

✨🎊🎉 Narratorverse March is finally here 🎉🎊✨

Big thanks to everyone who joined the collab and made their animations ❤️💕💓

Shoutout to @blackkatdraws2 with coming up with the idea for the collab 🫵❤️

Lemme just briefly say my thoughts

I have never expected for so many people joining 💥 Omg you guys 🥹

I was so pleasantly surprised with how attentionate you studied the original animation, you guys caught every detail and adapted it into your animation

My huge respect to ppl who decided to do 2 animations 💪💪

It was a blast seeing your animations and working on this project, I hope everyone had fun and learned something new along the way❤️ You guys did great I’m so proud of you👏👏💕💓❤️💕

🎉🎉🎉ENJOY THE VIDEO FOLKS🎉🎉🎉

(Posting this in 2 parts, bc tumblr cannot handle the original, 👉if you want to see the full image here’s the link👈)

Be sure to check out creators who participated in the collab✨

Animation for:

Kevan Brighting, Black, Gray by @blackkatdraws2 (twitter/youtube: Black Kat Draws)

Narrator by @rick-ety

Solaris by @stylus427

Narrator by @neat-o-things

Narry the first by @braisedhoney

Narry the second by @insomniphic (Instagram: insomniphic_art)

Narry the third (Barry) by me >:3

Henry by @soulsquigg

Nikolai by @cha1nsawblood

Wes by @purpleskelet0n (Instagram: Purpl3kelet0n)

Narrator + Stanley by @horimasoshi

Nicolas by @souppye (twitter: soupyye / tiktok: souppye)

Cyril by @shy-blue-waters

Laurence by @visillantopng (twitter: _visillanto_png)

Nigel by @emcake1 (twitter: em_cake1)

El and Discord by @paradoxspir1tart

Mantra by @deviousnarrator

Violet by @xandyprojects

Agus by @thenamesmobu

Narrator by oughtlyofcrow on twitter

Naranja by @dirtylittlemuffin

Archie by @notmefoina

Narson by @codenamedgalahad

Nova @idunnowhattowriteheretbh

Narrator by @bullpup-blog

N4RR_V3 by @bog-mob

Virgil by @oswinunknown

N by @gamergirls427

Narrator by @mar00nharp00ns (twitter: harp00ns)

Narrator by - @Mellowing4ever on twitter

Narrator by @kelpiekidd

Don @bloody-dear

Narrator by @machines-art-shenanigans

Edward by @galacticatzzart

Curtis by @file-unknown24

Floyd by @5kiyo

Archivist and Percival by @crowv3xd (Percival belongs to @demonicrhythms)

Snarry by @semisocialporcupine

Baxter by @emile-tb

Narcissus by @roseaterougerues (twitter: RoseateRues)

The Space Narrator by @raccoontank

Arthur by @indigo-art (twitter: IndogoopArt)

Clive by accoleius on twitter

Ozzie and Aesop by @miiints-repostiory

Narrator by airyyria on twitter

Edgar V. Marlowe by @bucketfullofstrawberries

Pixel by @melancholys-inc

Ambrosius by @your4thwallbreakerdraws

Narrator by @junebug-dot-com

Grefă by @limelemonleaf (instagram: lime.lemon.leaf)

Entropy by @z-static-z

Nathan and Staney by @tumbling-turmoil (tiktok: clock-app-chaos, twitter: CreatorChaos2)

‼️Continuation in the reblog‼️ (bc tumblr only allows 50 tags per post)

[spinspoon]

i have unlocked another New thing to lose my mind over