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You weren’t supposed to get here that fast.. I did in fact care about his messed up arms
Anyways semester over so I may or may not post more art

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@flanisland
@toughboyfriend
You weren’t supposed to get here that fast.. I did in fact care about his messed up arms
Anyways semester over so I may or may not post more art
theyre so gay i hate them
Might as well post all the art I’ve done for others since I haven’t really drawn anything…
I’m alive tho!
@zzra
@pikanyachu
@thedustintheacfilter
@pradapussys (I forgot your other account name)
People I’ve drawn for, mostly just Zzz
Of course I will draw him for Valentine’s Day. Who do you think I am???
My Love, I accept <3
Teddy for Valentines Day❕❕❤️🧸
Cause, he’s a teddy bear
Happy valentines to those who celebrate it ^. . ^ ~<3
Jumping on the alien Hector train by @tummybutterflies
I present to you Slime Alien Hector. @zzra was my biggest inspiration for him ,:3c
Chat am I late?
Cw for bare body gulp…
MADE HECTOR ALIEN BASED OFF DEAR OLE @tummybutterflies IDEA!! Ahem so….
My design is pretty heavily aquatic inspired!! My love for sea animals thrives :p
Hector can transfer thoughts and absorb them, which I inspired off a webtoon. He can hide his tail and tentacles, to appear more human, but cannot hide his ears, claws, eyes or antennas. Gets insecure about it I’m sure
Petunia is more hardheaded in this au. She’s def surprised that an alien just shows up and chills with her, but slowly starts to get super protective of him. And first pouf appearance!! I want to show him more, but I’m jus intimidated by drawing dogs sigh
I would hope to return to this au again… but I tend to put them on a shelf and never touch again LOL!! We’ll see…
should i make a wyatt & boxhead playlist or us that pushing it 😭
Of course you can, my dude! You’re not violating any rules.
Is this ship art? 🦋🤔
Thank your lovely thoughts on my au I'd to know some of your Hector headcanons :3
Sorry I didn’t see your question! You literally asked me the hardest question ever! I tend to not think about it and now I don’t know 😭.
One of my headcanons is that getting the love ending with Hector is the “bad ending”, like with Jerry.
Hector’s love for us has been almost his whole life and it’s not healthy, becoming friends then dating him after realization, is what I consider the “good ending.”
I think Hector’s vent can emote more. When you get the love ending he can shape it to a smile, so in my mind I think it changes with his mood. Frowns when sad. Curves upwards when he can’t contain his happiness (he wants to look cool in front of you after all) and shakes and rattles when nervous or scared.
I’m sure I have more but I can’t think of any 😅 so I hope this satisfies you for now.
More of Hector and his Mama
He is a mama's boy though his mom drives him nuts sometimes.
I'm also gonna give him catholic guilt lmao
This is hilarious
Love this teacher Au . I like how many of us agree he is a momma’s boy
just a thought of his..
original undercut (credit to @flanisland)
I’m very happy with this 🥹. Thank you.
Second person to do it!
Haven’t posted in a while so here you go Hectorlings. FEAST.
FEAST MY FRIENDS
First posting ! I wasn’t sure what I should post first, since I have so much older art to share, but this collab drawing with @flanisland seemed good enough 🧘♀️
My oc Petunia everynyan… my star.. (with Hector ofc)
Thank you again, for being the first person to do my collab. It came out truly beautiful.
It makes me happy when people include their drawings on mine. I feel involved with a community. 🥺🙏
Wyatt & Boxhead Hector — Arm (pt.2)
NOTES: i struggle with writing dialogue from other characters i haven’t made. swearing. slightly suggestive. wyatt is my self insert character. i’m scared of sharing my writing & am rusty on writing so it may be quite bad, my apologies. may be cringe. boxhead hector belongs to @flanisland (pls tell me if you want your @ removed.) all art is mine :)
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It had been about two days since Wyatt met up with Hector in the attic. He decided to give him space by distancing himself from him for two days so he can calm down & not be blamed himself for a minor ‘injury’ he gave him.
He, himself, is still tying to process how somebody can be so insecure of themself that their last resort is to hide their face behind cardboard.
Wyatt managed to bring him downstairs today & into his living room to sit on the couch by him. He tries to make small talk.
“So, Hector, was anything inside of the box before you it on?”
“No, I could never bring myself to possibly break any of your things.” He replies.
“That’s good,” He sighs. “Look, I know I need to clean up there & sell old things. I just have a hard time getting rid of things.”
“I can tell,” Hector says. “You have a lot—& I mean a lot—of boxes up there.” He pauses for a moment. “But there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s fine to hold onto things.”
“Yeah…” Wyatt quickly falls silent, not knowing what to say back. Hector picks up on that.
“What things do you keep up there, anyway?” He asks, trying to help Wyatt get back to talking. He likes hearing Wyatt talk. It makes him feel good to know he’s happy through his voice. He used to be the talker until his voice lost its confidence outside the grates.
“I can tell you one thing: the box labeled for Christmas,” He starts. “My mom used to make me set up her Christmas village of little glass people & wooden homes & shops. I hated that. But I keep doing it every year because it reminds me of home, even though I hates it at home..” He trails off, not wanting to think about it.
Hector doesn’t force him to continue. “It’s sweet that you keep up the tradition, Wyatt.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ramble on like that. Sorry, Hector.” He apologises twice in one sentence.
“No, you’re fine, my love; I like hearing you talk.” Hector replies, trying to be reassuring.
“But I like hearing you talk too!” Wyatt says in reply to his point. He’s flattered though. Somebody likes to hear him talk.
“You aren’t…Disappointed in my voice?” Hector asks well over thirty seconds after Wyatt complimented him with his statement on hearing him talk. He didn’t mean to say that out loud. He doesn’t even realise he asked.
“Huh?” Wyatt questions, genuinely confused by what he means. “Why would I? Your voice is calming.”
“You didn’t like it better how it was before?” Hector shoots back.
Wyatt shrugs. “It sounds better now. I like your voice, Hector.”
“…I like your voice too, Wyatt.”
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Wyatt lays his head on his shoulder in a very sudden movement, almost as a natural instinct. Hector’s body stiffens up & the room begins to heat up ever so slightly.
“Careful, I may burn you again..” Hector warns.
“I know. I’m fine, though. To me, you’re just really warm.” Wyatt replies, reassuringly, still resting his face against his shoulder.
“I don’t want to hurt you, my love. Not even by accident.” Hector admits.
“I know you don’t.”
Wyatt closes his eyes, basking in the warmth radiating from Hector’s body. the room progressively warms up the longer Wyatt rests there, as does Hector’s body.
Speaking of his body, Hector’s left arm awkwardly sits between his body & Wyatt’s, unsure of what to do with it (if anything at all.)
Wyatt feels his hand shift around fidgety. “Hector… you alright?” He looks up at him, still not moving his head.
Hector nods quickly. “I’m fine.”
Wyatt sighs. “You know you could just put your arm around me, right?”
Hector chuckles softly & hesitantly puts his arm around his shoulder. “Okay then.” He looks down at him with a loving expression.
Wyatt enjoys the silence between them, creating an intimate moment. He opens his eyes halfway & is facing Hector’s neck directly, creating a chance for him if he can get past his metal collar.
Wyatt leans in & briefly presses his lips to the exposed skin without thinking it through much, making the moment even more intimate. Hector’s breath hitches & he gasps softly.
“Wyatt…I..” Hector trails off, muttering out his name like it should be worshipped.
“I’m sorry, that was wrong of me..” Wyatt answers, pulling back slightly before Hector’s arm shifts him back closer to his neck.
“Continue, please.”
& so he does. Wyatt peppers his neck in kisses, his lips occasionally lingering longer than necessary. his hand now moved & gently rubbing on his inner thigh and his other hand now cupping in on his waist.
Maybe the box isn’t so bad of a thing.
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END OF PART TWO
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I’m enjoying this story so much
Wyatt & Boxhead Hector — Arm (pt.2)
NOTES: i struggle with writing dialogue from other characters i haven’t made. swearing. slightly suggestive. wyatt is my self insert character. i’m scared of sharing my writing & am rusty on writing so it may be quite bad, my apologies. may be cringe. boxhead hector belongs to @flanisland (pls tell me if you want your @ removed.) all art is mine :)
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It had been about two days since Wyatt met up with Hector in the attic. He decided to give him space by distancing himself from him for two days so he can calm down & not be blamed himself for a minor ‘injury’ he gave him.
He, himself, is still tying to process how somebody can be so insecure of themself that their last resort is to hide their face behind cardboard.
Wyatt managed to bring him downstairs today & into his living room to sit on the couch by him. He tries to make small talk.
“So, Hector, was anything inside of the box before you it on?”
“No, I could never bring myself to possibly break any of your things.” He replies.
“That’s good,” He sighs. “Look, I know I need to clean up there & sell old things. I just have a hard time getting rid of things.”
“I can tell,” Hector says. “You have a lot—& I mean a lot—of boxes up there.” He pauses for a moment. “But there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s fine to hold onto things.”
“Yeah…” Wyatt quickly falls silent, not knowing what to say back. Hector picks up on that.
“What things do you keep up there, anyway?” He asks, trying to help Wyatt get back to talking. He likes hearing Wyatt talk. It makes him feel good to know he’s happy through his voice. He used to be the talker until his voice lost its confidence outside the grates.
“I can tell you one thing: the box labeled for Christmas,” He starts. “My mom used to make me set up her Christmas village of little glass people & wooden homes & shops. I hated that. But I keep doing it every year because it reminds me of home, even though I hates it at home..” He trails off, not wanting to think about it.
Hector doesn’t force him to continue. “It’s sweet that you keep up the tradition, Wyatt.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ramble on like that. Sorry, Hector.” He apologises twice in one sentence.
“No, you’re fine, my love; I like hearing you talk.” Hector replies, trying to be reassuring.
“But I like hearing you talk too!” Wyatt says in reply to his point. He’s flattered though. Somebody likes to hear him talk.
“You aren’t…Disappointed in my voice?” Hector asks well over thirty seconds after Wyatt complimented him with his statement on hearing him talk. He didn’t mean to say that out loud. He doesn’t even realise he asked.
“Huh?” Wyatt questions, genuinely confused by what he means. “Why would I? Your voice is calming.”
“You didn’t like it better how it was before?” Hector shoots back.
Wyatt shrugs. “It sounds better now. I like your voice, Hector.”
“…I like your voice too, Wyatt.”
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Wyatt lays his head on his shoulder in a very sudden movement, almost as a natural instinct. Hector’s body stiffens up & the room begins to heat up ever so slightly.
“Careful, I may burn you again..” Hector warns.
“I know. I’m fine, though. To me, you’re just really warm.” Wyatt replies, reassuringly, still resting his face against his shoulder.
“I don’t want to hurt you, my love. Not even by accident.” Hector admits.
“I know you don’t.”
Wyatt closes his eyes, basking in the warmth radiating from Hector’s body. the room progressively warms up the longer Wyatt rests there, as does Hector’s body.
Speaking of his body, Hector’s left arm awkwardly sits between his body & Wyatt’s, unsure of what to do with it (if anything at all.)
Wyatt feels his hand shift around fidgety. “Hector… you alright?” He looks up at him, still not moving his head.
Hector nods quickly. “I’m fine.”
Wyatt sighs. “You know you could just put your arm around me, right?”
Hector chuckles softly & hesitantly puts his arm around his shoulder. “Okay then.” He looks down at him with a loving expression.
Wyatt enjoys the silence between them, creating an intimate moment. He opens his eyes halfway & is facing Hector’s neck directly, creating a chance for him if he can get past his metal collar.
Wyatt leans in & briefly presses his lips to the exposed skin without thinking it through much, making the moment even more intimate. Hector’s breath hitches & he gasps softly.
“Wyatt…I..” Hector trails off, muttering out his name like it should be worshipped.
“I’m sorry, that was wrong of me..” Wyatt answers, pulling back slightly before Hector’s arm shifts him back closer to his neck.
“Continue, please.”
& so he does. Wyatt peppers his neck in kisses, his lips occasionally lingering longer than necessary. his hand now moved & gently rubbing on his inner thigh and his other hand now cupping in on his waist.
Maybe the box isn’t so bad of a thing.
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END OF PART TWO
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Part two of my Au 😭
i think he wants to see hector’s face guys. . . (i didn’t draw the dateviators sorry)
(boxhead hector au belongs to @flanisland ; i feel so bad @ing you so much—)
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