Do you like Emmet and Ingo? Do you want to be able to physically hold them in your hands and your heart and keep them inside your home? Well now you can!
Interest check for these babies is open until may 20th! They are both 8 inches tall and have removeable hats and coats! If you wanna make sure you stay updated on these guys, follow my new art and update blog @pastryglitchart ! That way you wont miss a thing! If you have any questions or comments, shoot me an ask or message either here or there!
Anybody else love how they literally just Professor Layton-ified the twins? xD
✨✨✨ A heavily inspired OC 👀
~The sea was calling~ 🌊
Art of my Fathomless Warlock for the upcoming campaign my group is starting :3
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ABSOLUTELY ✨✨✨✨
I-I don't even have the words, this is beyond epic yo! ✨:3
Hey peeps, go check em out! They've got amazing content ✨ @lordtraco-fanfics ✨
Teeny tiny ficlet based on this by @panklocalbard
(tw unreality? It gets glitchy)
Emmet
His name was Emmet.
In a thousand realities his name was Emmet.
Alone
He was alone.
In two thousand realities he was alone.
The weight piled on as light streamed in harshly from above him, fracturing into so many colors by the time it reached him. So too did he fracture in the weight of the memories that flooded in.
Desperation after desperation, a million voices all his own were crying out for an answer, a solution. Some shared memories. Wormholes, pokemon, tears in the fabric of reality. Most, like him, had nothing to offer.
Ingo was gone.
That truth was the only unifying factor as the fracturing continued. He was Emmet, had been Emmet, what was he now? Who were they now? A million cries at once, a million colors painting the floor in meaningless shapes.
Ingo was gone.
Their body broke down in the chair, hands clenched together against their forehead as the sob ripped through in a thousand horrendous echoes.
Reality couldn't hold the magnitude, it broke as well. Glitched. Colors desaturated, leaving merely red white and black.
He felt in motion even while still, duplicated yet detached, destroyed yet not dead. Colors, memories, feelings not his own were banished. The game righted itself.
What game?
He was Emmet.
He was alone.
He would find I̶̧̛̮̖̣̠̪̲͙̝̬͍͉̪͚͓̻̤̙̞̙͈͙̩̭̤̤̐̍̾̅̒̓̇̄̓͗̎̇̈́̽̈̽̑̾͌̈́̈́̕̕͜͝͝͠ń̷̢͚̰̝̠̣̭̻̖͍͉͔̹͚͍̬̻̲͓͉͚̪͚̫̫̰̯̔̀̑͑̽̌̂͋̀͂̀̓̄̑̏̔͋̍̈́͆̋͐̔̐͊͘̚̕͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅģ̸͕̠̭̣̪̬̮͕̠͈͍͈͉̙͔̮̻̪̗͎̱̟̩͕͇̬͉͖̪̹͉̠̰̟͈̃̀͌̉̿͆̇̍̈́̀͂̽̈́̑͋͐̅̏̈́͋́͋͌̆͝͝͝ͅǫ̷̧̡̢̛̠͖̞̣̼͈̲̝̮̙͓̫̰̘̰̲̠̳̟̦̰̹̣̜͓͚̹̤̒͊́̈́̒͛͊̂̈́̊̈́͑̓̂̋͋̆͛̓̿͐͛̈́̄̌̀̂͗̈́̓̕͜͜͝͠
Look at these dorks!
Geez, so it begins
Emmet is probably talking abt Trains
You've caught Ingo by surprise!
Elesa is looking as pretty as always ✨
I absolutely love the idea of them being an unstoppable trio, them being best buds absolutely gives my little pea brain joy!
I also like to imagine that maybe Ingo's expression isn't always so stiff-
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***just some light doodles*** ;)
Hdhdhdhfhdhfhdhf xD))) ✨
//When your brother disappears to a random land//
~I didn't know if anyone had done this yet, so I took it upon myself to do so. Enjoy! ✨
I couldn't help myself xD shoot me later xP
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Tried my hands at pixel art!! So here's my Sonic OC xD
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