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spider-punk speaks for my blog
"we" being her and carl
im rereading project hail mary already dont judge
I barely had any time or motivation to draw recenlty, but I really wanted to draw something with them... anyway, I love the idea of Rocky tormenting Simon playfully
PS. I just realized That I wrote Simon's stump on wrong side, PLEASE ingore that...
and out of the darkness - you you you you you
*seductively poses on flimsy lab table*
once a teacher always a teacher
rocky: my love. how do you keep attracting so many suitors?
adrian: it's the confidence. just act like you own the place, dear
[later]
grace: ... you're in a ball.
rocky: so rocky no die in grace atmosphere. i come up! :D
property of the qing jing peak lord
maybe collaring the protagonist wasn't his brightest idea...
re: the Collar Binghe agenda
just spent twenty minutes scrolling the tag and giggling
@justcakethanks
what I think will happen if I message my mutuals
the image was making me really sad so i drew the little guy being taken care of
To be loved is to be changed
Simon wears Graces clothes and suddenly Grace gets +1billion psychic damage
the lion does not concern himself with what his art looks like when the canvas is flipped
i hate it when someone asks me what my favorite work of art is because i can't say "the one of the woman chilling on the rocks with a dragon lying in her lap and giving off powerful big dick energy" but how else am i supposed to describe it
this is the definition of living deliciously
i had to draw them all or id wither away
Last year, I befriended a Catholic seminarian. We've gotten to be pretty decent friends. Seeing as he was staying in town for the summer and I wasn't, I entrusted him with caring for my plant.
He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"
"What?"
He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"
"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."
Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.
Listen, totally cool. My plant becoming Catholic is a great deal for her not dying over the summer. But now I must navigate this interfaith household. Keep me in your thoughts.