Non Binary Gosalyn Supremacy I Say

some lil doodles of assorted bits i really liked from the leaks ... sometimes when me and my sister walk our dog she will stop and sniff the same patch of grass for minutes at a time and my sister will say shes doing dog calculus in there. this is what these leaks have felt like to me irt personal enrichment. i am doing duck calculus

They Scream together, like all good best friends do

I’m gonna be thinking about the finale for 20 years

Silly n cute lil video ^^

Singles ->

hi yeah i'm a drawtectives fan did you know that

street cat looking dude

grown ass man

How do you think they killed time?

SUBMAS - Up & Down

That very proud moment when I remembered how to write ノボリ (Nobori) & クダリ (Kudari) off the top of my head - looks like my Japanese lessons are paying off lol. よかったですね。🥲

I wanted to get some more practice in drawing our favorite train twins, along with testing out a very slight style change! For a long time, I’ve been feeling a little bummed that my current style doesn’t let me show eye colors, especially with DxP REWRITE - the twins canonically have these very distinct silver-gray eyes. It’s a small change, but seems to work nicely enough! 🔼 🔽

I was originally thinking of implementing this in the next chapter, but I’m actually thinking of going back & making some edits, starting with the comic scheduled for Sunday! See you then! 😊

Quite possibly my favorite part of Stanley Parable is when Stanley says “it’s Stanley time” and Stanleys all over the Narrator’s sanity.

That dang skip button pulls at my heartstrings every time. The poor ol’ guy just wants to ramble about manifestos and treatises and whatnot, but in a bid to make other people like him and his game, he lets who he really is be overlooked—trampled in the face of never-ending footsteps moving too fast to be moved by monologues. “Travel to the next dialogue line and cutscene, why don’t you, and cut me out of your life!”…is something the Narrator would probably say, if he had the will to do anything but beg that the button not be pressed again after being skipped over for the last year like an inmate forgotten in solitary confinement. You can skip the rambles, Stanley, but you can’t skip the angst!

It’s just too relatable. There’s probably at least one moral in there. I know I’d like to be listened to and believe there’s at least one person who wants to listen; one person willing to play my games. I know things have rarely gone well whenever I’ve let other people’s superficial opinions of who and what I should be dictate who I am; always left in the dust, rotting away for years.

Anyway, ramble over. Sometimes I wonder if TSP has released its hold on my brain, but then I’m reminded that the end is never the end is never the end is never the end is never the