JUST AS PROMISED
also some extra
Hgggnnn I have some reading to do!
Wouldn’t it be funny if this situation was one that the Guardians from the North vs. The 8000-verse had to deal with as their first case after preventing the Dreameater and Fearspinner from settling in new vessels?
(“How on earth did we miss these two?”)
I gonna go try drawing some stuff for that paleontologist/indiana jones blacksand au we once talked about
thismightyart
Just some Oldmen here *wink wink*
yeah i post it in my formal blog but becuase I like how it turned out
one day I should stop drawing these two in cherry pink space cosmic background
Have a random, silly image: Sandy with a mini!PItch (because I remembered a drabble you requested from someone, where Sandy is teeny and I thought it needed a reversal o3o)
OMGOSHHHH<3<3<3<3!!!
aw man the though of it is super cute! tho I not sure if tiny pitch is normal pitch in toy size or like my small sandy au idea, anyways, is super cute ahhhhhh!!
ah my ship, I feel like haven’t draw them in ages, I not letting you guys go again!!
like, seriously…
yooooooooo!!
VERY BELATED BIRTHDAY GIFT FOR EMERALDEMBERS!
this is Impundulu!Pitch and Troll!Sandy from once she asked me she would like to see a version of them as those creatures! I love how wild sandy look and how androgynous Pitch is looking here (Pitch is male here btw)
Laaate birthdaygift for thismightyneed o3o She asked me to draw her what we’ve decided to call the Steam Punk Old Men (because concept!Pitch looks like a Steampunk Pirate).
And here’s a mini drabble for it too:
It is not often they meet like this, but when they do, it always takes place on Sanderson’s Island. It is calm and peaceful there, and it is one of few places where the Shadows know not to cross a line.
It is the one place where Pitch knows he can shed his armor, and not have to worry about being knifed in the back as a result.
They have a ritual about this, but it all ends in the same way, with the two of them resting in Sanderson’s large bed, the two of them wrapped up in warm cotton robes, that are made to be uncorrupted by nightmares or dreamsand.
It helps keeps things neutral in a way, which suits them both.
It is also the only place, where Pitch knows he can rest peacefully. He admits this to Sanderson one time, as the other sits with the Nightmare General resting up against him, while Sanderson gently massaged his face and scalp.
"You have no idea what it feels like," he mumbled tiredly, gently soothed by the others touches, "to fear the coming of another day, or another night. To be afraid all the time… You know nothing about that."
~I know that I am your friend.~ Sanderson replies in a gentle whirl of sand. ~And that is enough for me.~
people don’t understand how much I love old couples au, is like, the most precious thing in the whole universe, I just love it
