I found several sketches for one of the au born on "over the garden wall" quite a long time ago and for some reason not laid out. This au of mine was inspired by a fanfiction, for which I have already done several fan art and I'm sure this person knows what I'm talking about, heh.
This au should be darker and possibly mythological, and also contain some of my favorite tropes in this fandom, hehe. Anyway, these are a few of my sketches, au herself is in the far corner now, but I think someday I'll come back to her. I am currently working on a fairly long comic book on my strange dragon au with Danny Phantom, but I will most likely review my thoughts and notes on this au to create a comic based on it. I hope by that time the people who read something here won't die out, ahah. Have a nice day
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So, this song.
One line that I find very interesting is the line "A ribbon to wind thy soul and to bind love to thy breast".
Why?
Because it's the exact opposite of the Beast.
The Beast winds lost souls in edelwood, trapping them forever in sorrow and despair in his dark forest.
But in Pottsfield, the only thing that will wind any soul is a simple ribbon, made for festivity and joy round a maypole, and easily untied.
The Beast binds burdens to men that they should not have to bear. The Woodsman should never have had to wander the woods for so long, trying to save the daughter that wasn't lost, trying to recompense for a failure that was never his.
But in Pottsfield, the only thing that is bound to you is love, and that is a thing that binds itself willingly, not because it has no other choice. The Pottsfielders stay because it's nice here. No burden is laid on them to stay, but stay they do.
These aren't the only differences, either!
The way that the tasks given by the Beast are arduous, ugly, and never-ending, and accomplished always in shadow. The way that the tasks given by Enoch - as punishment for crimes, no less! - are simple farm chores to bring in a happy harvest, done in daylight and finished in a few hours.
The way that the dead in the Beast's forest become blank faces in twisted trees, all identity stripped from their features. The way that the dead in Pottsfield are greeted by name, and given new faces, both carved and painted with great detail.
Even when they overlap directly, they are not the same. When the Beast sings a particular tune, it is a siren song, calling forth the unwary and luring people into the darkness. But when it is played in Pottsfield, it is only a little fanfare, as if announcing that the wayward souls are about to be restored.
Do you think maybe the song was theirs before it was ever twisted by the Beast?
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I know this is a little out of character and far from my best work but I wanted to do something to celebrate Christmas, and I thought some gift giving would be a fun way to celebrate x
Plus, I am an avid believer that the beast is a follower of the saying ‘Waste not want not’
@doyouknowhowtowaltz
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No. There is only me. There is only my way. There is only the forest, and there is only surrender.
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I just saw an image of The Beast (Over the Garden Wall not Beauty) again and me being a huge but lowkey fan of the Cube Escape / Rusty Lake series...
ALBERT. Get away from that child, Albert. I KNOW WHAT HAPPENED THE LAST TIME YOU WERE LEFT ALONE WITH A CHILD, ALBERT. Your nephew suffered needlessly and your sister grieved and you knew exactly where he was all that time, ALBERT.
So yeah not only are these two Absolute Assholes but their settings are fairly close enough in vibe that they could be part of the same world.
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