a͎r͎t͎i͎s͎t͎ | some dude | I am into ducks, so what? Usually I hang out in the Sonic fandom, but I am a fan of PKNA since years, so here I am... drawing I hope.
I love to bring media for younger adiences into the realm of uncanniness and maturity. Take everything with a grain of salt and be careful if you aren't of age, yet, OR can't stomach mature themes, especially blood, taxes and other strange things that come with adulthood.
The amount of work and dedication that is put into these comics will forever be an inspiration to me!! This is what I want to do when building a world some day, because attention to details goes such a long way... These people are amazing!
ADORABLE - although the first one looks like one of those aesthetic artworks of people sleeping in various strange objects KSHDJSJSJ U KNOW WHICH ONES..... someone should draw this, i am laughing ahhhhhh
I nearly failed my own challenge on day 2 because I had such bad headaches today that I couldn’t even sit in a chair. But I did manage to do SOMETHING. Even though it’s just PK saving a little kitten from a burning building. She’s not too happy about being held though, I guess hahaha!
I haven’t draw duck in a while!
But bad drawing style aside, Donald Duck is my favorite character and I own so much to him.
He’s the reason I started to draw and the reason I started to animated.
He will forever be in my heart.
The last 14 days of September shall be pkna-drawtember in this house! Of course, just for fun and only for those that can/want to participate! I made it mostly for me, because 1. a certain challenge in october just ain't my vibes and 2. I don't have time in october!
Plus, I simply crave a PK focused challenge!
Feel free to change days you don't feel comfortable with to your liking! If you participate I will absolutely reblog, just tag it with #2weeksofpk ! Have fun and don't stress, remember, it's just for fun!
Here we go! I will reblog everything on this blog, so everyone can see! I will try to keep up on it each day to the best of my ability, but if I missed yours, please send me an ask and I will reblog right away, since sometimes I end up rather busy
Reblogging here too again to announce this! Only a few days left :D I am already thinking about what to draw wahah~! I think a coherent two weeks will do me some good with my motivation, but hey, we will see if I can manage weeps! Everyone that will join me will be reblogged on that blog, though to make it more steamlined!! CLAPS
The last 14 days of September shall be pkna-drawtember in this house! Of course, just for fun and only for those that can/want to participate! I made it mostly for me, because 1. a certain challenge in october just ain't my vibes and 2. I don't have time in october!
Plus, I simply crave a PK focused challenge!
Feel free to change days you don't feel comfortable with to your liking! If you participate I will absolutely reblog, just tag it with #2weeksofpk ! Have fun and don't stress, remember, it's just for fun!
I think I am going to make a pkna drawtober, maybe second half of september because a month seems insanely stressful to do and october is always a busy month for me... ik theres a duckverse one out there but really. we need an odin day
Not proofread at all, but I needed this fix so badly. Donald after Uno was deleted. Creative liberties taken, sorry about that. Also wow, my grammar, spelling... terrible. Anyways, have it. Or not. Hah!
The Void
The empty screen reflected in his eyes. Fitting, considering a huge part of his life had just been ripped from him.
Voided like a forgotten file, unusable to those that needed it. Which, in the end, truly was just himself, he realized.
Uno had been a special friend to him. Had been more than that. Where others saw a machine, Donald had seen a reason to push forward. To shove himself into whatever he needed to do so the world could stay whole. His world could stay whole.
And now it wasn't anymore.
How strange, how it seemed like he felt nothing. Stranger when he just got up to start dinner. Even stranger when he welcome the triplets into the house that he had almost forgotten about while he had lived in the tower.
They ate, talking about school, their uncle, their lives and Donald listened and felt that part in himself that had been a tiny black fleck spread out bigger the longer the day went on.
The package arrived and the vehicle that Uno had given him spread out just like it.
There clearly was a pattern, it seemed.
It wasn't until it was dark and he watched the cape on his back lazily sway in the night air, that he broke down. Sitting on a rooftop near the ducklair tower, he had stared at it for a good twenty minutes before the facade he had worn broke and he was left sobbing and clutching the x-transformer shield that didn't respond to his attempts of conversation any longer.
It was quiet, so he filled the silence with the sound of ragged sobbing, desperate gasps and heaving. It didn't bring Uno back, but it brought relief and that was exactly what he needed to function for the rest of the night.
There was more lost than a voice that told him what to do or where to go. More lost than a computer that could simulate laughter.
He lost so much more than he had realized while Uno had still been there...
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