#oc stanley

[lavendertvgirl]

Neos is at it again, this time he’s causing chaos At Darcy’s birthday party and Lana is going to murder him when she gets her hands on him.

Stanley is really wishing he was somewhere else right now

[pastelpixel1987]

My oc without trauma

I used Stanley because his trauma is a huge part of his backstory.

[emmyjane-arts]

Star Ribbon

My OC Hoshi fighting in her magical girl form. She is one of my fav OCs.

This was a print I did for my Patreons for this month!

Stanley demands.

[biologicalnecrohazard]

" i take my pills and i'm happy all the time "

Wow a new goofy looking character, can't wait to act out all my Cartoon Style Drawing Impulses on him 💖💖💖

Name is Stanley Howell, he sees dead people and hates taking showers

[doloresdraws]

Day 03 – Where the undead gather

The air was cold and damp, but Lazarus was practically living here in the sewer tunnels for such a long time, that he considered the whole warrens his home. All of its nasty stench, leaking pipes and crumbling brick construction reminded him of himself. There was a time when he would feel sad and bitter about such comparisons, but these nights were long gone.

There was no point in drowning in self-pity where there was nothing he could do to change what happened. And deep inside he felt like it was what he deserved, anyway.

He spent so much time of his mortal life hiding from his own truths, fearing judgment and damnation, only to be actually damned in the end.

 It took witnessing the destruction of the man he loved for him to realize that he could do better than being destructive and wallowing in self-loathing, Augustus took his mistakes upon himself and met Final death to spare him. The least he could do to honor him was to try to make the world a better place, if not for himself then at least for others who shared this curse with him.

And they were all already gathered, waiting for him, his small family. He felt responsible for every each of them, even if only a few of them were actually his own Progeny.

It made him sad that his Childer, Mirabelle and Boneface, did not always see eye to eye, but as long as it wasn’t distracting or life-threatening, he would not come between them, he believed in them and their ability to handle their differences in a civilized way. He mainly worried for Boneface’s Childe. Blackrat needed more guidance and supervision, she was a good kid, but had self-control issues and a big sense of the need for justice, which of course was not a good combination.

Then there was Werner who was clearly going through something, but Lazarus didn’t feel comfortable enough to pry it out of him, Werner knew he could always talk to him, but he never did...

Chester and Maddy have been lately all over each other, either making out or  at each other’s throat yelling insults at each other, but honestly Lazarus didn’t care about what they were doing as long as they were careful and didn’t get themselves into trouble.

Viktor, one of the newest members of their clan and who most likely shared the same Sire with Lazarus seemed like a resourceful man whose attitude might be the biggest problem, especially in relations with other clans.He had so much to learn about his place in the society and Lazarus knew he will not gonna like it… Theodor was around for long enough and was very well capable of handling his own affairs.

And then there was Stanley, who got here some time ago from their brethren in Portland. Lazarus felt a lot of sympathy towards Stanley and tonight’s meeting was actually to address something that Stanley had found in the sewers.

„I am grateful that everyone made it here. I am not gonna keep you here for long, I am well aware all of you have your own agendas, but there is something that I need to talk about that concerns everyone present.“

Lazarus wiped some of the pus from his nose as he looked at all of his „children“ whom stopped their conversations to listen to their Primogen. „Some of you may have heard that there is a dead body of a woman in the upper section of the sewers, near the Bayview.“

Lazarus noticed that Stanley’s eyes widened with fear as he mentioned it.

“I have investigated it myself and from what it looks like she was strangled. From what I could tell it doesn’t look like her death was a Kindred’s doing. Which means some person or people used the sewers as a comfortable body disposal place. The place was further away than any of the maintenance workers would ever go. It is not a place you would find by accident, so these people had to either be familiar with the tunnel maps or the luckiest murderers to find such a perfect place to dump a body. I am not saying that any of you got careless and left the doors unlocked, but I do hope that you are all very mindful of your surroundings and do not bring people here…

I do hope that this was a one time incident and that we won’t have to seal that part of the tunnels in the future. So please, be careful and always use your abilities of concealment to your advantage.“

He wiped his face again, his eyes were filling with pus, making it impossible for him to see. „That was all that I wanted to say, so unless anyone has anything to discuss with me, you can all go. Thank you for your attention.“ Lazarus nodded at his flock of Kindred who quickly dispersed, some disappearing out of sight in the nearest shadow.

Stanley was amongst the last ones to depart and when he turned his back to him, Lazarus gently put his slimy hand on his shoulder. Stanley flinched in fear from the unexpected touch and turned around  fearing that he was going to be blamed for something.

„I will ask someone to move the body somewhere deeper in the sewers, so you wouldn’t have to avoid that place.“ Lazarus knew how uncomfortable Stanley felt having found that body, he clearly wasn’t used to seeing dead people.

Stanley nervously clutched his hands together. „Bbbut what about her family? If we put her somewhere deep, nobody will ever find her…“ His round, yellow eyes widened and for a moment a memory of her yellowish, bloated body flashed behind his eyes.

„She had no ID on her, I don’t think that we could ever find out her identity anyway. Maybe it is better like this. I think it is better for her to not be found, it spares her loved ones having to see her like this. Would you rather be found, decayed and rotten corpse, causing the people you love pain or to let them have hope that you are still somewhere?“

Stanley had thought about his words for a while. „And the people who did it to her? They will never face justice for what they did…“ He knew he the answer to this, but he couldn’t stop himself from saying it out loud.

„Unfortunately, a lot of sins are left unpunished. That is how the world works and I think you know that, too well, my Childe.“

Stanley nodded, ready to walk away, but Lazarus took his hand in his, squeezing it for longer than he probably should have. He usually tried to refrain from touching others, because his hands were sticky, but he wanted to comfort him, seeing how disappointed his words made him.

There was so much fear and tension in this small creature, he wished he would know what to say to help him find peace, but all he could say was: I am sorry, before letting go of his hand and disappearing into the shadows.

[lavendertvgirl]

Small Tv tries to fight a lanky puppet monster

[pastelpixel1987]

”No regrets”

here’s some more Stanley content for you Gacha tumblr people, I’ve got a lot planned for this character and soon you’ll see his messed up world.

[pastelpixel1987]

”I couldn’t save you from them…I’m sorry”

A bit of angst involving Stanley and his past self, I gave him a bit of a redesign