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[p1tch0fpeach]

Sitting on Plastic Beach

(fanfiction Based off of Art by @ultra-art-blog)

Murdoc and 2D stood side by side on the edge of Plastic Beach, their gazes lost in the relentless dance of the waves under the moonlight. The sea, a vast expanse of secrets and memories, whispered to them in a haunting melody only the night could sing. Around them, the detritus of the world washed ashore, a stark reminder of the isolation they both felt, even in each other's company.

Murdoc, with his usual slouch, had his hands buried deep in the pockets of his weather-beaten trousers, a cigarette hanging loosely from his lips. 2D, tall and lanky, wrapped his arms around himself, as if the sea breeze could chill the melancholy that had settled in his bones.

"Do you remember," 2D's voice broke the silence, soft and hesitant, "when we first came here? You said this place would be our masterpiece."

Murdoc's eyes flickered with a rare vulnerability before he turned his gaze back to the ocean, the ash from his cigarette falling unnoticed. "Yeah," he murmured, his voice rough like the sea's caress against the shore. "A masterpiece... or a prison. Depends on the day, doesn't it?"

2D nodded, his eyes reflecting the moon's glow, pools of sadness in the dim light. "It feels like we're the only people left in the world when I look out there. All those times, the music... it's like they were just echoes from someone else's life."

Murdoc took a deep drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing brightly in the darkness, before exhaling slowly. "Maybe they were, 2D. Maybe we're just ghosts of ourselves now, haunting this place, stuck in a loop of what could have been."

The honesty between them hung heavy in the air, a tangible presence that was seldom acknowledged. For years, they had navigated through the highs and lows, their relationship a complex tapestry of need, resentment, and the kind of understanding that only comes from shared experiences.

"We made something beautiful, though, didn't we?" 2D's voice was almost a whisper, his usual timidity replaced by a reflective somberness. "In between all the madness and the fights... we created something that mattered."

Murdoc looked at 2D, really looked at him, seeing not just the singer or the frontman but the person he had journeyed with through it all. "Yeah, we did," he admitted, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards in a semblance of a smile. "In our own twisted way, we did."

They stood in silence then, two silhouettes against the backdrop of the ocean's vastness, letting the sounds of the waves fill the space between them. It was a moment of mutual understanding, a silent acknowledgment of their shared history, with all its imperfections and moments of brilliance.

As the night deepened, Murdoc and 2D remained there, on the edge of Plastic Beach, the place that had become a symbol of their greatest achievements and their most profound isolation. In the end, it wasn't just about the music or the fame but the connection that had endured, flawed and frayed, yet undeniable in its intensity.

And as the first light of dawn began to paint the sky, they turned away from the ocean, stepping back into the shadows of the beach that had become both their canvas and their cage, carrying with them the bittersweet knowledge that some bonds, no matter how strained, remain unbroken.

[greywindys]

I’d like to think 2D has been hella sad this entire phase (cuz he has lol) and he’s trying to hide it by being happy. His eyes aren’t white because he’s happy, he’s fucking devastated, just like he was on PB. That’s why they’re white

Yeah, you could def read it that way though if I’m being honest I think the writing was just like, really inconsistent for 2D this entire phase, and that it took them until the hiatus to commit to the reconciliation route that they ended up taking (esp. since it’s been hinted the g-shock thing disrupted the original story plans). That’s why you have fans coming up with entirely different, diametrically opposed interpretations of this phase yet still being 100% convinced their take is the correct one - Less than average writing and poor communication between writers.

still doesn’t explain Souk Eye but the rest? Indecisiveness in real time.

[chipplington-blog]

@ultra-art-blog honestly.. one of the coolest and chillest person ever.

[amynelson-support-groups]

-internal screaming at Amy and Ultrakillerbear’s beautiful art-

[savnarambler]

some drawthisinyourstyle drawings I did in the past. go check out the artists!! @spacejellybeans @awkward–pencil @xylorieren @veykun @sangled @ultra-art-blog @gallumboss @toreo-o @/ghoulkiss on instagram and twitter :)

also sorry for not posting im not so active on here ack

[simpelart]

HAPPY (late) BIRTHDAY @ultra-art-blog!!!

YOU ARE THE QUEEN/KING  TODAY!! (well more like yesterday sorry)

[spicyferretmoved]

Someone on Instagram who goes by the name UltraKillerBear ( @ultra-art-blog here on Tumblr) drew a beautiful fusion of Wilford and Google named Electro Swing. Knew I had to draw him as soon as I saw the design!

Speed paint here!