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I love taking lil naps, but I always wake up feelin like I'm missing somethin (ㅠ﹏ㅠ)
Original comic by @mundycide !! Their art is so freakin cute aaaa ヾ( ˃ᴗ˂ )◞ • *✰
Have some eepy tortillas as a break from terrifying mushrooms
“By my analysis the world is coping fine and can do without my conscious presence until after noon.”
eeping doodle
rare sonadow moments which is a genre i’m obsessing over for some reason
Simon should've known that the operation was going too smoothly when he heard one of the capsules dispurse. You reeled away from the thick white cloud that puffs from the canister, the sweet scent assaulting your nose. You immediately hold your breath as Johnny yanks out the capsule and tosses it, the metal screeching on the concrete as it rolls away.
"You alright? Did you breathe it in?" Johnny asks immediately as the three of you clamor into the helicopter. Simon secures the rest of the capsules, watching you out of the corner of his eye.
"A little. I'm fine, Johnny." You assure quickly, head swimming as you slump into your seat. Your face flushes hot, fumbling with your straps for your seat. Your fingertips tingle, hands clumsy like they'd been cast in concrete.
"The fuck is in these things?" Simon mutters as he cups your jaw, forcing you to look at him. "What is it? Feeling sick? Is it a powerful aphrodisiac?" He presses as Johnny secures you in the helicopter. You whimper as you try to form words, his stern tone bringing tears to your eyes.
Why were you crying? Why was everything so loud? Why couldn't you talk? Simon squeezes your face to get your attention, shaking your head slightly. "Hey, answer me. What's going on?"
You blink owlishly at him, a tear dribbling down your cheek as you shakily grab hold of his wrist. "Papa?"
shhh..🤫🤫 the bugs are asleep….😴😴😴😴😴😴🤫 don’t wake them up…
[Old art]
Morning after ~
mmm domesticity at its finest