Random Teeny Sketches Of The GAAAYYS (im In A Church Im So Bored)

crud i wanted to post something for christmas but ended up being dead nooooooooooo

Go say hi shes so sweet :3333

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ITS BEEN SO LONG BRUH,, WHY DO I STILL HAVE ARTBLOCK (⁠╯⁠°⁠□⁠°⁠）⁠╯⁠︵⁠ ⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

Okay so we all know that the idea of TSP just being a figment of Stanleys imagination is for those who find those sorts of plot twists absolutely astonishing

But here me out

What if Stanley was a normal person with a normal job. With a wife a best friend. He was in some mode of transportation with that best friend and ended up getting in a severe accident and falling into a coma. And thus the last voice he ever heard in his time wake was his best friend. Who is now the narrator of his story. And in this mode of transportation true only person he knew/was with was his best friend. (Now going off the idea that coma patients ‘dream’ in a way) What if the parable is the result of him thinking he’s died but trying to convince himself that he's not actually dead by going to work- making up a story, having a fake wife, and his best friend being a big part of that- but he can't remember who that friend is, who his wife is, or remember anyone from his life to fill people in this world, leaving him alone with a disembodied voice, a mannequin for a wife, and a inanimate objects as “people” to fill that gap of memory.

What if it was all in his head but he was convincing himself otherwise?

And I don't know about you but that skip button situation kinda feels like just self induced coma- I mean that button does keep him from feeling, hearing, seeing. Making time just zip by- like when your in a coma you have no time awareness. You just lose all your senses for however long your out- which nobody can predict. Like how every time Stanley clicked the button there was no rhyme or reason or pattern to how long he skipped.

Anyways just a thought. Though the Narrator just being in Stanley's head has me bolted to my seat. It changes everything for me.

do you ever just

[the line is from a fic by @/Rauchendes_GNU on ao3]

oh god its 2024

i couldnt draw anything and still cant really but here have some stanley sketches i made earlier :p

a colored casual narrator

been drawing traditionally for the last several hours and my hand hurts ;<;

FINISHED HIS REDESIGN

My eepy little goobers

SNUGGLE BUDS :D

Dis him when he woke up first

GHAAGDHDSKFBAIFJA IF SNBSBFS

With the amount of fanart i have of them in my notebook is giving me the urge to stash it somewhere where no one can find it but me with a secret spell or sumthin.

(I'm just embarrassed with sharing my art with people i know irl)

idfka