#uhm. yeah.

[autismsoda]

Ibispaint my love, always 🩵

guys how are we feeling abt this.. (took 3 hours ok be nice)

Version where you can see the esr piercings!!

[collar-cat]

@potatotato-26 hi I drew them. warning its pretty sh!t bc I was really tired while making this hriuehsh

no shading or anything for the same reason. I'm also just low on motivation. but yeah they're very cool

[squimblyworms]

we saw you across the bar and we liked your vibe, wanna become eternally connected to the fabric of the multiverse with us?

[not-a-spider]

Please someone tell me I'm not crazy.

...The name of this goddamn sex AD thing I saw is a 67 joke.

I don't know how to feel about this. Hm.

[probably-not-a-rutabaga]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

you’ll never guess what already has another update

[3-ft]

There's something Zam's been wondering for a while now, a question itching at the back of his mind every time they got a moment of peace, maybe now is the time to ask.

Currently, Mapicc was sprawled out on the table of the Gucci Gang base, supposedly advising bacon on base design but really avoiding helping. A back and forth between the two made Mapicc break out into giggles, tail swishing. His ears flicked as Bacon jumped onto the table next to his head, Mapicc attempting to roll away.

Eventually, Bacon got back to work and left Zam to entertain the dog hybrid. He didn't know what to say, mind focusing on the one question he wanted to ask but not sure how to phrase. So he said it as bluntly as he could.

"Can I pet you?"

Mapicc half sat up to look at Zam on the other end of the room.

"You're weird y'know."

Zam held his arms up in defense, "it's just a question man! jeez…" As he trailed off he glanced back towards the other, "can I pleaseee pet them though?" His eyes were gleaming, hands held out in prayer to try and convince Mapicc.

He sighed, fully sitting up and covering his face with his hand.

"I guess you can. No touching my tail though!" He pouted as Zam walked over to stand in front of him, Mapicc still trying to hide his face but up close an embarrassed blush was obvious.

"I'll be gentle, don't worry."

With a nod from Mapicc, Zam reached up and scratched gently behind his left ear. His eyes closed as Zam moved his hand around Mapicc's head, trailing his fingers through his hair. As the hand went around and back towards his ears, Mapicc's tail betrayed him and started wagging despite his attempts to suppress it.

Meanwhile, Zam watched the other practically melt against his hand, subconsciously pushing and guiding him to wear it felt best. He felt warm, almost soothed by the repetitive circles being made in Mapiccs hair.

Their trance of comfort was broken by a loud crash, both pairs of eyes shooting towards the noise. Bacon was holding a leg close to his chest, glaring towards the ceiling.

He switched his gaze towards them, yelling, "Can you two stop being freaks already and help me with this base?!"

They giggled, Mapicc jumping to stand on the table before dashing over to Bacon. Zam smiled as he slowly made his way over.

With one question answered, he felt a little lighter than before. You can, in fact, pet angry violent dogs.

[sparrowposting]

In addition to being late to work bc of the Depression, I was also late because guess who was waiting for me as soon as I opened the door? Yes indeed it was the fuck off big spider. I regret to inform you I had to kill it. It was horrible and crunchy and goopy and I am going to have nightmares about it in addition to the hypermorality guilt over killing it. But I could not keep coming and going from my apartment with it looming and potentially just dropping down on me

[anitalianfrie]

This was made for "this is a love story" but I fear it's accurate right now