“He’s A Grown Ass Man He Can Do Whatever He Wants With His Own Hair.” And “PLEASE PLEASE FOR

the three kinds of people (cats)

Martyr

𖤐 🗡️i'm not a good person， i'm barely a person at all. but someday i'll be perfect， and i'll make up for it all. 🗡️𖤐

One of the old pieces I made for the #HeavenlyBodiesCollab organized by the lovely @/theftshrubbery (not sure if I should tag them or not, I don't want to bother them)

I still love it a lot <3

My other piece -> The hero, the dragon, and the hunters

The fun never ends 😊✨

Twitter: X

Bonus: burnt old version

My whole point is bro is loud for a silent protagonist —

bunny drm

Hello outlast nation

Puppy coded Babygirl <3 (old drawing lol)

[more under the cut]

He did not, in fact, dropkick the blobs

Chiikawanoblade

Naps

(old drawing)

🕹️🔦⋆｡° ✮Fix your Future Past Mistakes, then we'll talk ✮ ° ｡⋆🔦🕹️

Ao3 link here Wattpad link (not available yet, sorry)

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[...]Michael stared at him silently. He never thought someone like Jukebox of all people hadn’t experienced a show like this before.  From the way he talked about things, he had assumed he was one of those people who knew just about everything in the world. But judging by the child-like wonder in his eyes, he guessed he was wrong. “Well,” he started, trying to sound calmer “I don't like these a lot, but maybe you will” he said, shrugging a little to try to ease the asphyxiating feeling the mass of people around them still gave him. “I hope so! This whole animatronic stuff just sounds like something I gotta see for myself!” Jukebox enthusiastically whispered to Michael, scooting closer to him while amazement tinted his tone. “Oh, I bet” Michael whispered back, light sarcasm dripping from his voice as he held back any venom that could rise out of his throat. “It’s a show you don’t want to miss.”[...]

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Set a little before the start of FNAF: Security Breach; two men step into the Pizzaplex with the mission of changing the tragic events meant to happen inside the building, saving its animatronic residents, and the three people affected by it and all of Fazbear’s past bullshit.

With nothing more than their pseudo-boss complaining in their ears and two ghost kids who haven’t seen the world in almost 30 years (do you think Evan and Elizabeth ever saw a flat TV?), Michael and Jukebox face the Pizzaplex and its dangers head-on, dubbing as babysitters and therapists more than once.