HOBO KINGDOM

"I have the free will to not to kill you"

Another illustration from Lost in Cult's upcoming book "Perfect Organism" a celebration of Alien Isolation written by Andy Kelly! Illustrated by me!

Another illustration from Lost in Cult's upcoming book "Perfect Organism" a celebration of Alien Isolation written by Andy Kelly! Illustrated by me!

Not headstone, but headboard

Página de mi sketchbook dedicada al Hank 🗣🗣🗣 igual les dejo el video que hice pa Tiktok

The circumstantial timing of their first meeting kind of disallowed for that, what with the world already having been plunged into seemingly permanent apocalypse by then. It hadn't come to mind for him, in all honesty, until Sanford had begun to trust him more and be willing to entertain questions about what life was like before the nightmare began.

A few times, Deimos did ask directly about what Sanford's family was like. Sanford had answered him directly in turn, and it left Deimos a strange mix of befuddled and disheartened, as if something was missing from his own life perhaps. He wasn't all too sure, emotional intelligence was never his strongest point, but even he could deduce that it wasn't the greatest feeling in the world.

Over months of constant companionship, idle conversations, and heart-to-hearts, Deimos learns more about Sanford's folks (and has begun calling them that, his folks, because that's what Sanford says).

The truck they ride around in all day belonged to his dad, Sanford learned how to fix it from him. He has some fabric scraps under the driver's seat from his mother's clothes, they don't smell like her anymore but sometimes Sanford pretends they do. He describes what that scent used to be so vividly as if he last experienced it yesterday. She taught him to cook and he still knows some of her recipes by heart. When he passes that knowledge on to Deimos he says it feels like he's preserving the memory of them. Deimos has never questioned if Sanford knows with certainty if they are alive or not; he judges by how sometimes Sanford's voice wavers a little during the topic that he's better off not doing that.

"Ya think your ma would'a liked me?"

Sanford raises an eyebrow, "N' where's this comin' from, bud?"

Deimos shrugs a shoulder, "I dunno. Ya just talk 'bout her like she was so smart n' sweet, real well-mannered lady, n'.. I dunno. If we met 'fore, somehow.."

Sanford grunts at him in acknowledgement. A silence settles somewhere between comfortable and not. After what feels like a good few minutes, he exhales, only a little shaky. "Yeah.. yeah, y'know what, I think so. She'd definitely want ya outta them raggedy ass clothes, but.."

"N' no cursin' round ma, no cigs neither."

"Nope.." a beat of silence, "Ya remember allat? 'Bout my ma."

"Well yeah I do, ya told me it, didn't ya? She's a special gal.."

Sanford coughs, an attempt to cover up some other less casual noise. "Yeah.. course she is. Ya would do fine by her."

Deimos will never meet Sanford's mother. However, he will try his best to do right by her, offer respect and care to her as an extension of Sanford. Even if Sanford has dreams and desires for more than trading memories, the impossible reality of Deimos sharing space with his parents, he thinks the effort to come as close as he possibly can is plenty for what their lives are.

"You're aight, Dei."

+ divider length if you wanna have them sitting in the rightmost side of a post in tumblr ^^

i wanted to do more w the dividers, like have the lil guy moving around but ive just started exam season so i dont wanna have too many projects at once

Also i lowk took an inspo of @/forgivemenaut's Sanfo design, i hope it's okey :-x

That he actually lived/roomed with the Hank J. Wimbleton for some unknown amount of time.

That he gets along and works well with Skinner and all the guys and whatnot.

But they’re not his friends. They’re his operatives and errand boys. And for the most part he’s running a pretty successful and impressive operation.

But he also tells you he’s “not a leader”. He kind of comes across as someone who’s developed at least a little bit of completely rational paranoia for whatever on earth he’s done and seen to get to where he is. He plans contingencies on contingencies in the event of something threatening him because he’d be an idiot not to.

He’s worked with the Maker itself, put reigns on some aspect or multiple of the Machine, and somehow evaded the attention of the Employers for decades.

That he’s avoided the direct notice of the specific employer he once worked for against his now most utilized ally.

And he’s the only man alive in Nevada who’s seen and been up close with whatever humanity or approximation of it that Hank has. Hank, less a man but more observable phenomenon, an entity he may even rightfully fear not for who they are but what potential they represent as a weapon wielded by anything else other than him. And he harbors them, supports them, ushers them back across the veil between worlds, voluntarily.

That he can become more or less the handler of that walking, bloodthirsty hurricane, yet Sanford (bestie of Deimos and would get along “famously well” with Rich) wants less than nothing to do with him beyond the purely professional.

And I’m really coming around to thinking every single one of those facts are connected.

Of course 2BDamned’s path is a lonely one. And it is one he continues down of his own accord and awareness, because his ultimate ends, whatever the hell they are, are only going to be achievable down said road when turning back now also could mean the end of the world. He has to keep his hands in so many places higher than he could risk to bring anyone else up to, and the majority of any security he does have comes from secrecy and the advantage of being someone who exited Plato’s cave, glimpsed the sun, and upon returning, devoted himself to learning how to create his own shadows upon the wall.

I like giving him an expressive sense of humor. It fits him like a glove..

Second, I'm sick of drawing him bald, so I'm drawing him with a short haircut.

Third, I'm not ashamed. Definitely.