I’m not sure why he’s naked and she has undies on and there’s like weird anatomy fajs;ldkffdsfsd
THIS IS BEAUTIFUL.
ALSO IF IT’S NOT APPARENT, THECALLTODUTY MADE THIS SO GO LOOK AT HER SHIT PLEASE.
Sharing artwork (more like doodles) from when I was 5…or 6…or 7?
OOC: FFFF SORRY I SERIOUSLY HAD TO RESPOND LIKE THIS BECAUSE I’M A DORK.
Hey guys! Still open for Pam/Gar asks. So please, ASK AWAY! :D Ask either one of us, and we’ll answer with our own answers. (Redundant.)
Beginning. For Pamela Lillian Isley, this always meant when she was fresh out of high school and admitted into a well-known university in Seattle, Washington. She had had no real friends growing up, and her parents gave her everything that she had ever wanted…except their love. Their rich lives took up all of their time, and they never seemed to have any time for her.
Shy, simple and quiet. That’s what she had remembered. The redhead was always hiding behind her hair, keeping to herself and never talking to anyone unless she had to work on group projects in her courses. All of this solitude helped out her grades; she had all the time in the world to study, but never anyone to be a normal young woman with.
Until she met him; the first man she had ever truly loved. It was foolish of her; so young and vulnerable to fall for one of her professors. But he was young too, and he looked so promising. Flashbacks of the times when he was building her up were still vivid in her mind. He would tell her how beautiful their children would be, always complimenting her, sending her flowers; he knew how much she had used to love a bouquet of roses.
The known story to most people was that he had experimented on her with his own conglomeration of toxins…but that was only the partial truth. Once Pamela had started to put all of her trust in him, he started to take everything away. She had no friends to look after her and no parents that really cared about her well-being, so it was easy for him to get away with everything…
It first started with insults; how she was clumsy, how she couldn’t help him out fast enough, how she never put out enough for him. She tried so hard to please him but she never did anything right. Woodrue had decided verbal cues weren’t enough anymore…and lucky for him, no one ever asked Pamela about the cut lips and bruises she would get…or why her pants had all those red stains by her crotch.
No…it wasn’t until two brushes with death and the insanity she had suffered through for that man that she finally realized who she truly was…and how she could get back at him…once and for all…
"Flora and Fauna"
Concept I had in my head for a few days. Finally doodled it. I PROMISE I WENT TO ART SCHOOL AND TOOK ANATOMY COURSES I SWEAR. *Cries in shame at her money wasted*
Anyway; Ivy is covered in plants and Gar is covered in animals. XD HM I WONDER WHY.
“Well keep in mind. I like to have fun with my work. Slade gets all SRS when he’s on the job. not to mention that HE never had the cancer I had. Who knows what woulda happened if he had gotten sick and was made the same offer as me.”
[Wade finished his drink with one final gulp.]
“But yeah, i guess i have a daughter, though i just call her my niece. Makes things less confusing.”
Ivy giggled at the story, and even the giggles were off-key and a little dopey. “Aw, her name is Rose? What a sweet name! I love it…” her words had random pauses in it. Her cheeks were aflush and she looked up at Garfield and commented “I’ve always wanted kids…can you just image that…” she laughed again, holding a hand to her cheeks before bringing her glass to her lips. Who knows how many she’d had at this point?