I Tried Out Digital Coloring For The First Time In A While, Not Super Happy About How This Turned Out

Oh, how I love drawing this tortured scientist

little Stan drawing I made, requested by my little brother lol

original sketch below

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE ITTTT :D THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU *also freaking out* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

@thenoellebird ITS DONE ITS DONE ITS DONE!!!!!!!! :D

I hope you like it!!!

YES PLEASE :D

Reblog if you want anon messages of what you would be the patron saint of

ok ok more stan twin headcanons. this time it’s how they recover from being overstimulated for an extended period of time

ford:

-paces around his room

-listens to music (mostly soundtracks)

-fidgets with all of the random stuff in his room. trinkets and things

-sometimes writes/draws in his journal

-maybe even watches a comfort show

-mostly non-verbal but if you’re close to him (family) he’s more than willing to just sit there and listen to you talk for a while.

-also takes off his glasses during this time. doesn’t want to have to take in all of details in his vision at once.

-tries to focus on just little things at a time. it slowly wears off but it’s still effective and he starts talking again pretty quick.

stan:

-THE VOID.

-no lights

-no noise

-no fidgets

-only laying on the floor

-only staring at the ceiling

-if you even think of coming near him you’ll get clobbered (not really but he REALLY wants to be alone)

-entirely nonverbal

-basically puts himself in a sensory deprivation tank and it works like a factory reset button. he’s fine like 10 minutes later.

idk I'm gonna reblog this and hope some people who like the same stuff I do see it :)

Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.

Stan: “Yes… it’s tImE TO FUCKING GO!!”

Thanks for the amazing @metal-welder for the idea!! :D

randomly saw this and I think its super cute!!!

@cherryblosoomsworld wanna try it out?

if you're seeing this pretty please make yourself in this picrew it's really pretty I'm begging you

just in case the link doesn't work

Picrew

Astrolavas' Maker 2.0

My second picrew character creator! Feel free to use and post your creations! Please credit me or link the game. Do NOT use commercially,

and tagging: @silly-gizmo @donaviolet @the-deceived-deceiver @in-a-mello-mood @mythicalcoqui @kamelthemammal @katslitterbox and anyone else please

edit lmao I love how this already has 65 notes and mello hasn't even touched it yet

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHY. WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME. I KNOW IT WAS MY IDEA BUT STILL.

GUYS. GUYS. I just had a terrible but wonderfully angsty AU concept come to me.

A Frankenstan AU except its ALSO Frankenford. Bill somehow does end up killing Ford, maybe by throwing him off of the roof of his house or something- that part doesn't really matter. Ford just has to die. BUT since Bill can possess dead bodies, he keeps using Ford's to build the portal. Ford's ghost somehow gets a postcard to Stan, but when he shows up, Bill is there with a crossbow. Now both Pines twins are dead and no one knows about it except them.

So now the Stans have to go through their own deaths while also mourning for each other AND have an awkward reunion AS GHOSTS. Maybe they find a way to get Fiddleford to bring them back to life or at least get Bill out of Ford's corpse, then break the portal.

Does any of this make sense or am I rambling

so embarrassing when i forget im checking someone's blog and i start scrolling through and liking and reblogging shit as if it's just my dash. it feels like wandering into someone else's apartment and not noticing and making myself lunch