#thememime

[silvercrow72]

Some colored Paladin Aku sketches in my style!

The Dark Paladin AU by Thememime

Original character, Aku, from Samurai Jack

[mimida21]

I don’t want to sound like a broken record whenever I'm about to mention thememime, but.

ever since i was a special nobody, i was posting thememime arts all over the infamously right-wing infested website (know your meme).

even if the website wasn't always right-wing infested like i thought, i didn't care, since 2017, i was going overboard and re... repo... repost her recently posted samurai jack art on KYM.

and like everything in this miserable world: nothing last forever, as samurai jack ended with only 10 Episodes, 3 Episodes shorter than the average samurai jack season, but no matter, i prepared a goodbye art for this series:

and as my prediction came true: thememime has stopped drawing samurai jack altogether with this as the last posts about samurai jack (feel free to read it, i'm lucky that i save Paladin Aku AU season 5):

fuck me, this post is getting longer with this images.

and thememime has started posting don't starve contents, this is where i stop posting her art... big mistake, after what seems like a long time, i went to check on her, unfortunate for me and for thee, the blog's URL leads me to a SCAMMY PORN BLOG, either hacked or abandoned, the blog has been deactivated now, same thing happened with her DeviantArt, i don't know, like, is there something i miss?, did depression conquered her mind?, well... no matter anyway, she didn't talk to me ever since, i didn't have a bad relationship with her unlike a certain bitch, but i felt like i abandoned her, and the only thing i regret is not saving enough of her arts.

no matter, i'll miss her and her doing to the samurai jack fandom, even if it a little.

thank you thememime, you were special, not just to me, but to everyone in samurai jack community.

[mmocp-lyric-draws]

Not my usual style, but I decided to make some giftart for @thememime of his version of Wes

It was SUPPOSED to be encouraging buuuuut it turned into something more melancholy because I was listening to Honeybee by Steam Powered Giraffe on repeat (my bad). I hope that you feel better, memime! I really enjoy your versions of Wilson and Wes. You are really appreciated and loved!

[youchuckedup]

I mixed @thememime 's artstyle with my own a little bit. I felt like I should draw this as an apology for bugging her. |. Read Below, Please | **Important** Little vent: I don't have that many followers. It doesn't bug me that I don't. But, you know how a friend speaks to you and you suddenly have energy to do something? Or, they say they like something that you also like, and it makes you think about it all day? I'm that type of person. And I was really inspired by Memime. She was the reason I wanted to start my Tumblr anyways-- I stumbled upon her blog and found it hilarious and most importantly, she liked Wes when no one else I really knew did. And so I started on here, I made it. I somehow got noticed by her, and it made my world. (I hardly have any friends, I'm not exaggerating, and I'm not saying this to make anyone feel bad.) But her actually communicating with me and a way helped me get my artstyle, helped me want to try to do art. She helped me get a spark. Because I had no inspiration. If no one was going to pay attention or notice, I didn't want to do it. I'm petty, and I like a little praise every once in a while. I know that it's not what art is about but, it helps when someone's there to be like "hey, you did good on this!" And to be honest, none of my followers really do that. Sure they support me, maybe repost or like my things. But Memime has been more "active" with me. And she doesn't even follow me. And, I suppose, since I liked that attention, and since she and Wesson were/are the only things I think about all day (this sounds like a weird, "I've fallen in love" confession-- I'm not in love with her guys-- I HAVE A BOYFRIEND-- POINT BEING--) I started tagging her in nearly everything Wesson/WilWes related. Because I knew she liked it, and I knew she would at least respond to it in some way. And I don't want to..."force" her to do that anymore. Because, she doesn't really know me. We aren't really considered friends. But she's very nice. She's really inspired me and help me cope with things. And her taking the time to notice my work is awesome, it truly is. But I still feel terrible about tagging her in everything and...stuff... I want her to still notice me, but I don't want to make her notice me every moment. I don't want to blow up her feed or whatever, however Tumblr works. I don't want to be the only person she sees every single day. So just, thank you, Memime. Thank you for being patient with me. And I'm sorry.

[teacupballerina]

thememime replied to your post: Teacup, how fo you feel about the new ppg member,...

so many plot holes like,, your comic respects canon way more than the new ppg

i’m okay agreeing with this

but i always worry about everyone dropping it on the premise alone

[witchy-fanarchived]

When I saw @thememime’s wanted poster of Aku, my mind mentally changed the words to the one on the right.

Clearly, I am a sane person.

Drawing on the left belongs to @thememime I merely cropped it to show my comparison drawing on the right. I wanted to make a funny joke.

[piranhartist]

My half of a fun sorta character design thingy I did with @thememime, which I'm wanting to do with a few other friendos overtime too~ :,D

We basically made characters for each other based on the interests n' design motifs we know each other like, so here's the monSTER BUDDY I MADE FOR HER.

I'm sorry for not having a ton of flavor text for him, since I wanted to see where you take the character yourself, but after you wrote up some fun stuff on your half I triED to come up with at least a little something that could go along with him .;,,D

This monster-like fella is a creative muse for the arts (espECIALLY with music). He's not exactly seen by everybody, but can at least show himself to people he's wanting to pump up with inspiration (whether they actually want him there or not). He can be a huGE prankster at times, honestly screwing up the reason he appeared for a person to begin with, but won't mess around too much as long as you keep him fed. Taffy, caramel, or other sticky sweets he's an espECIALLY big pushover for. And even when he’s full he won’t turn a treat down- throwing whatever extras you have his way into the bottomless abyss of a hat he wears.

By-and-large he's a mellow dude that just wants to see folks thrive with their work, even if his own actions sometimes get in the way.

[xandars]

thememime replied to your post “damien bloodmarch is a trans man and shouldn’t be genderbent because...”

Can't he be trans in the opposite gender? Like, a trans woman? I genuinely don't understand how this is baf

because wanting a trans man to be a trans woman is wrong because they arent a woman and thats that dude, i literally can’t tell you anything else

[hacontrary]

aku in gold / inspired by @thememime‘s au

[ladyanaconda]

The Farewell

A little something inspired on memime’s recent post about the events of season 5 in her AU, i swear that pic of paladin embracing kuni’s body almost made me cry. I might make a few more one-shots regarding the events, particularly of the interaction between paladin and his daughters.

The smell of oil and metal still hung in the air, but the only smell he cared about was the smell of her blood.

It had been a few hours, but he was still there, sitting against one of the great stone pillars, cuddling Kuni’s little motionless form in his arms, silently weeping for her fate. Her blood was scurrying down her purple hair, her ponytails gone, and it dripped unto the floor, but he didn’t care about any stains right now. His fiery eyebrows had extinguished in his sorrow and pain, and he refused to move, continuing to hold her close to him. His eyes were set on the large wound on her chest from where the blood was coming from, and his chest ached every time his glance passed over it.

Then he recalled the events that led to this…

So close…

The Samurai destroying the last time portal in existence right in front of him brought the worst of Aku. The frustration and anger he felt could not be compared to anyone else’s, to the point he blindly attacked the Samurai without caring about his blade anymore.

That was his mistake.

He was so bent in making the Samurai pay he didn’t notice one of the robots getting dangerously close to Kuni until it was too late and a last scream of terror from her pierced the ear…

Everything after that was a blur. He barely remembered going into a killing spree, smashing and cutting all the robots into slices with his bare claws, he remembered the horrible pain in his chest when he saw the robot just throwing Kuni’s body aside as if she were trash, he remembered the Samurai’s cold but smug gaze as the deed was carried out

The Samurai got away after all the robots were dealt with, but he didn’t care about him. He ran to Kuni’s side and tried to shake her awake in desperation, but she didn’t respond, she didn’t move…

He remembered the pool of blood that stained her little dress… 

Her blood was still fresh.

This was all his fault. He had left her alone and vulnerable in his blinding ire towards the Samurai, he let his frustration get the better of him and the price he paid was high.  He had lost his little companion, his little Kuni, because of his carelessness. He would never feel her snuggling against the collar of his cape for warmth, or hear her silly questions, or hold her close as she slept to keep the nightmares away.

If his power wasn’t restricted, he would have been able to save her. But she had been dead by the time he was done with the robot army, no healing can bring back the dead, and his necromantic abilities were of the powers that had been completely blocked by the Samurai. Even if that weren’t the case, he wasn’t certain he would have been capable of bringing her back that way, she wouldn’t have wanted that…

“I’m so sorry, Kuni…” he whispered, stroking her little cheek. Her expression looked so serene, almost as if she were asleep, but he knew that she would never open her little black eyes ever again, and it hurt him to know. “I couldn’t fulfill my promise…”

He had wanted to take her back to the past with him, he wanted to show her how the world used to be like before the Samurai ruined it, he promised her he’d show her the cherry trees in full bloom, but now that would never come to happen.

Aku never thought he’d be capable of actually crying, he had never tried it and he guessed that due to being a ‘heartless’ demon (or so he originally thought) he would never cry.  And yet here he was, with his eyes humid and the salty liquid running down his cheeks, crying over a child he had come to see as his own daughter.

There, he said it! He had come to see Kuni as if where were a child of his own, happy now?!

Ever since he took her under his wing, he had started to feel something towards her. At first it was only companionship, since he didn’t like wandering around by himself, feeling… what humans called loneliness. Sure, he was frustrated by her naivety and innocence, but as time went by and they went through more adventures together, he started to genuinely like her and enjoy her company, even the silly questions she made. The few times he nearly lost her made him realize further how much he cared for her, and soon she started to see him as a father-like figure.

His chest ached everytime he realized there would no longer be anymore of those moments.

He understood little about human funerary customs, but it was the least he could do for her so she may rest peacefully.  

Wiping the tears from his eyes, Aku slowly went back to his feet, holding Kuni close to his chest as he made a pair of dark wings sprout from his back, taking flight and heading away from that place, and towards a nicer landscape.

They had passed by the green hill on their way there, Kuni liked it so much she started chasing the birds around, and he joined her in the form of a cat. The memory and realization it would never happen again made his heart feel heavy, but he had to do this for her.

When he was at the top of the hill, he placed Kuni’s little body aside for the time being, and placed his hands on the ground. It took him some effort, but soon large roots started to sprout from the ground, and they started to grow into a tree, whose branches started to spread out towards the sky, and soon cherry blossoms sprouted all over them as well, all fully in bloom.

If he couldn’t fulfill his promise, the least he could do was to make sure she’d always have the beautiful tree watching over her sleep.

Aku turned his arms into shovels and started to dig, a hole deep enough to place Kuni in it. When he was certain it was properly dug, he changed his arms to normal, and went to gently take Kuni into his embrace. However, as he was about to put Kuni in it, he hesitated.

If he continued with this, it would mean he would never see her again. Human bodies were not immortal, it would start to decompose beyond any repair, all her unique features would disappear forever, and he grew afraid he would eventually forget how she looked. But he had to do this, he had to give her a proper resting place, he didn’t want her ghost to wander around because he failed to do so.

Reluctantly, Aku placed her down on the hole, accommodating the little old rubber ball they had found at the ruins of the Samurai’s old palace, and the feathers Verbina and Astor had given her as a parting gift before they left to save their home planet, among other things they had earned on their adventures together.

He took a glance at the one remaining object, her little doll, the only thing she had left from her family and her house. He reached out to place it in her little arms...

You can keep it to remember me, Mr. Aku. I don’t need it anymore. You need it more.

Aku froze, and quickly reached his hand to Kuni’s wrist to check for any pulse, but there was nothing. But then why did he hear her voice all of sudden…? He glanced at the doll once again, and suddenly something urged him to take it with him as a memento… perhaps the only one he’d ever have of his little friend. Aku sighed again and placed the plush aside, his chest felt heavy and it ached again when he started covering the hole again until Kuni’s little body disappeared underneath the dirt.

Thinking it looked a bit too dull for such a wonderful person, Aku placed his hand on the dirt and made colorful flowers sprout on top of it. He didn’t care if he ran out of energy right now.

Aku stayed there for a while, on his knees, staring down at the flower-covered resting place of his little Kuni. He wanted to stay with her, but it would be pointless…

Suddenly, the demon wondered what he would do next. He had failed Kuni, he had failed to protect her, all the fire of pride and confidence in him extinguished the moment he heard her final scream, when he realized she had died because he let himself be blinded by his anger against the Samurai…

Then he recalled she was not the only person to suffer this fate at the Samurai’s hands. Just how many people had suffered this same fate for helping, saving, or even liking Aku? How many innocents had the Zintaris dynasty claimed in his obsession for capturing Aku? Just how many unknown victims would prey on his conscience for as long as he knew their death was on his hands? The sad truth was that he couldn’t save every single person on this planet, for every ten he saved, the Samurai murdered or enslaved a hundred more, either in this planet or another.

If this is the case, then why keep fighting?

If the last time portal, the only chance he would have of returning to the past and fixing all this damn mess, why should he keep going on?

If he was doomed to never defeat the Samurai to avenge Kuni’s death, why should he continue fighting him?

He shook his head before the idea of delivering himself to the Samurai’s grasp could come into it. Mo, doing that would be doing exactly what he wanted, to break him until he had nothing else to fight for. It was true, he didn’t have anything-nor anyone- to fight for, not anymore, but he wouldn’t give the Samurai the satisfaction to win their endless war against one another.

He would continue to fight, even if to both avenge his fallen friend, and to keep giving the Samurai a headache.

Grabbing Kuni’s doll and tucking it into the collar of his cape, Aku went back to his feet, a gentle breeze making his cape flow back a bit. He reluctantly turned his back on the tree and the little grave, one last tear trickling down his cheek as he walked away.

“Goodbye, Kuni…”

[mimida21]

i miss the time when thememime was still around, and samurai jack fandom was still in full swing.

too bad, thememime has deactivated, with no sign of her existing anymore. and samurai jack?, yeah right, season 5 came and went, way less episodes, and re-return of samurai jack is no longer possibility. god, i hate it so much, now i have to live with the fact that my first post was a thanks from her. https://mimida21.tumblr.com/post/161558373255/thememime-followers-friends-mutuals-that-one

[sameboot]

thememime replied to your post “thememime replied to your photo “in this house we love and appreciate...”

ILL LET U PET MY AKU IF U LET ME PET YOURS THEN

MOTHER, FUCKEN, WIN-WIN

[youchuckedup]

How @thememime 's Wes and Wilson met:

Wilson: Maxwell, please...just give me something! Anything! Maybe send me an angel?? The NICEST one you have??

*later*

Wes: *emerging from the flaming forest, having a smug look on his face like he's laughing*

--

Wilson: *finds him* ..hi.

Wes: ..*waves*

Wilson: *smiles, hugs him* I like you~

Wes: ...*pats his head*

[sonxflight-a]

@thememime​ ответил(a) на ваш пост: GOSH JACK! Who would've guessed you'd be so good...

This actually gives me an idea for a starter like… “send me x and my muse will draw a portrait of yours” ahaha. I can only imagine how unflattering would Jack’s drawing of Aku be lol

{{ There’s actual meme for that somewhere. :v Also, I think this would be somehow close to Jack’s art interpretation of Aku }}

[witchy-fanarchived]

In which I wanted to do a fun thing in a Peter Pan casting thing. With Katsuo as Peter Pan, Kuri as Wendy, and @thememime’s nameless Samurai as Captain Hook. All based off of the 2003 film.

[piranhartist]

@thememime replied to your photo “thememime: SOOOO my dear friend @piranhebula liked a lot my...”

IM GLAD U LIKE IT SO MUCH!!!! ye I gave him the mustache to mimic his canon mouth actually?? but had to style it over and over because I didnt want him to look old ahaha <3 Thank u so much for all of the compliments omgg TuT

I HAD A BIT OF A HUNCH THAT WAS WHAT IT WAS FOR. ;V; That’s actually why m’ version has the sharp like- boar teeth or whatever the heck he’d call them cause he did nOT look right with regular lips. .;D

I wanna sketch my take wif your outfit for him & kito today (cause I somehow have free time atm) but haD to do a quick head doodly of his mustache form >:,)