#wlod

[partnersatfazbear]

I won’t be updating for a bit

So, here to explain why the fic wasn’t updated. Multiple reasons! I’m hoping to have it up tomorrow.

Firstly, the chapter is too short and lacks description, so I’m going to go over it. I just wasn’t satisfied with it.

Second, look at these two who arrived today =:3

I even got to play a few hours alongside my wife @katvara​. Wife played FNAF 1, I played FNAF 3. In response to us playing, my wife drew these little shorts of us [well, the things we said when we played..):

My wife was not amused with how long Chica stood outside the door.

Let’s just say Springtrap is an aggressive bro on console for some reason and I wasn’t having it.

Edit: I did some warm ups to get some comic pages done before my big week and I sort of did a redraw of my scene in them. Also, just generally a lot of Spring Bonnie cuz I enjoy drawing him. The hanged one is from Into the Pit.

So, of course, we wanted to stream the games for our best friend Desty, but... Guess who decided to get the White Light of Death, after only a measely five years:

RIP PS4 Slim. I can’t afford to fix you. Yet.

So I’m taking on an art job that can pay for the repairs, but... it’s going to use up all my time this week, so I may not get to update. I will resume the schedule on the 25th pending any more issues with the job. 

[alterstill]

Time is luck. The luck just run out…

[themonsterbeneathyourbed]

Vaguely

I ask "What holds me now? What keeps me sane?" and the silence rises, little by little, as if no one would notice. I want to be surrounded by the insanes, by the lunatics, surrounded by those who let fear consume them, burn their skins. Wanderers, who aim for everything and wish for nothing but what is yet to come. For those are the ones who will lift my soul to the unknown.