some extra pieces that i made for Riftmas!
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i was responsible for Graves' design and @/BFretta (on twitter) for TF's one! You can see the art here!

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some extra pieces that i made for Riftmas!
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i was responsible for Graves' design and @/BFretta (on twitter) for TF's one! You can see the art here!
"Look at me..." ~~~~ Original sketch by @Quaithz (twitter) which had a certain "look" I just wanted needed to paint O_O
a little something to celebrate the canon gays
he feels so, so lucky
unblurred closeup of the drowners
how did I wind up here?
Gangplank shoots Graves and throws him into the water. Everyone thinks he's dead, including TF who was late to the scene and can't do anything. He swears revenge
Meanwhile MF accidentally finds Graves' body and he's barely alive. She decides to treat him on her ship (he's low-key a prisoner tho and a very well kept secret). When Graves demands to leave, MF tells him "why would I let you leave? Your partner is doing worse things to GP than I ever thought of. Let him finish"
fasdfhsadkl this is an AMAZING concept thank you for sharing it, and within it I would love a montage of like... tf tearing through bilgewater with eyes of bloody murder and the inconsolable, haunted eyes of total grief-stricken desolation, the look of a man reduced to 'I'm already on my way out but by god I'm taking all of you motherfuckers down with me'... intercut with scenes of graves (still weak as a kitten, potentially wearing a bilgewater-style hospital gown for extra effect) making such an absolute menace of himself aboard mf's ship in increasingly over the top comedic ways (spiritually yakkety sax is playing) that she finally throws her hands up and goes 'fine FINE go dramatically reveal your survival to your partner and collapse tenderly into his arms before you sink my ship and set the entire town on fire, sheesh'. how can two men with one singular brain cell ping-ponging merrily between them make so much trouble?? she asks herself, underestimating the power of true chaotic dumbassery and even truer love to her peril
(rafen is standing over on the side taking notes for his fanfic serial the whole time with tears in his eyes like 'oh... true love ;_____;', which only makes mf more annoyed as she's trying to put out the fires)
Twisted fate, pointing a camera at Graves: There he is, my sweet baby.
Graves, holding a cigarette and a beer: What-?