Thought About The Character Too Hard

eye of the tiger plays as i enthusiastically jump out of bed and hit my head on an overhead lamp and remain unconscious for the rest of the day

Mabel and her Grunkle Ford

a quick wip i whipped up today just because it's been in my head for days now something something big fan of anyone who thinks that wally isn't evil but just damn LONELY. and confused. and honestly super fair on his part

One of the things we used to do as kids that will forever be embedded as a strong sense-memory in my brain is on nights with a full moon in deep winter, my siblings and I would layer up in all our snow gear and march out onto the middle of the frozen lake, sit down in a circle and tell ghost stories. No flashlights, no lanterns, just the moonlight bouncing off acres and acres of white and the wind howling; the bite of sub-zero air and the stark clarity of starlight in a high frozen atmosphere. You tell yourself that nothing can sneak up to you on open ice but the snow snaking in the wind makes it seem like things are moving all around you, sneaking low and flat and casting strange pale shadows. Sometimes the snow made sound go dead and still but you could still hear the ice under it all, and the resonance of it made us speak in whispers only. And when our fingers and toes started to go numb and we ran out of stories, we'd slide-march our way back home over the ice again, and half-believe that whatever monsters we had made up were following us back over the endless ice.

I JUST WANTED TO TAKE A CUTE PICTURE WITH MY GARDEVOIR AND OGERPON

Low effort doodle,, I was told to put them in a Minecraft boat

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The Jojamart Junimo

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