DID SOMEONE SAY STANLEY AND STANFORD SCREENSHOT REDRAWS!? (No one said that)
Tbh I like the Stan one better than the Ford one… but oh well! Click for Quality!
He got an F- on a history test
Referencing this
Abigale Northwest, your wings are clipped and your nest is full. How do you keep your fledgling safe when you cannot fly for yourself?
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Ok so. I have a very specific interpretation of Abigale Blackwing/Northwest and I’ve constructed a whole narrative so I’m going to vomit some bullet points here because I’m CRAZY.
After the conference that got the Anti-Cipher society disbanded and had Thurburt Mudget Waxstaff III institutionalized, Abigale fled the scene for fear of meeting the same fate.
As an unmarried woman with an eccentric personality (and a checkered past according to my own headcanons) she would have been VERY at risk of being institutionalized as well, and mental hospitals in the early 1900s were uh. Definitely not great places to be if you’re a woman (Obviously it’s not great for men either but they did some real heinous shit to women specifically), and Abigale knows that.
While in hiding, a wealthy man by the surname of Northwest finds and approaches her with an offer; he would offer her safety from authorities and mental institutions in exchange for her hand in marriage.
Not seeing another way out, and her paranoia flaring due to still being taunted in her dreams by that damned triangle, she agrees.
She HATES her husband. Fucking DESPISES him. She hates their house, she hates how he refuses to let her tinker and invent in peace, she hates his rules and mannerisms. She is MISERABLE.
The only good thing to come from that man is their son. She ADORES her boy, and desperately wants to keep him safe and well.
Unfortunately Mr. Northwest is a huge piece of shit to both his wife and child so that doesn’t go very well.
Abigale feels trapped. She thought this marriage would cement her freedom from the asylum, but now she just lives in a different type of cage. She’s not sure how much longer she can take this before doing something drastic.
I have a different artpiece about that drastic thing she may or may not have done…. Teehee…. I’ll post it later 😇
Anyway long live Abigale Blackwing I am her biggest and only fan and proud to be
she dug her own grave teaching him to assert himself & state his opinion
Drawing this stupid tiny fucking creature interacting with the Pines is my lifeblood actually
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If the Anti-Bill society has 100 fans I am one of them. If the Anti-Bill society has 1 fan that’s me. If the Anti-Bill society has no fans I’m dead.
Based on this passage from The Book of Bill! ↓
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edit: To clear up any confusion, the rude buster was meant to hit the player, but since they dodged out of the way, it's now heading towards Kris.
dude if EVEN BILL is scared and feels that "it was a mistake" and "pain that wasn't hilarious" you know it's unbelievably bad and alarming. what fiddleford did to himself to forget is beyong everything and the fact that even in this condition he's able to live and partly sane is wild
he lived like that for decades and even got better when his mind was fucked up so much that bill goddamn cipher was afraid to be there. fiddleford is so strong ohmyfuckinggod
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The Lamb: Wait, Narinder being all weird when it gets too late at night is just a cat thing??? I thought it was because he was synced up with the souls of the damned or something and they semi-possessed him to do their bidding. That's so weird that it's just a thing cats do.
The Lamb: When sheep are overtired they just get restless leg syndrome and walk thirteen miles before returning to bed like a normal person.
The Lamb: Why are cats like this.
Leshy: Stop talking to me.
The Lamb: No. You're the only other cat owner here. I need someone who can relate to the insanity I'm going through. Narinder got into the catnip field yesterday and gave me a small child he found wandering around the village grounds and said "for you" before he puttered off. I don't even know if he wanted me to eat the kid or not. I don't know which possibility is worse.
Leshy: I have never been as jealous of Kallamar's wounds as I am at this moment.