#Bugsnax Fanfic

[treefory]

Snorpy’s theory

768 words

And like that he was gone.

“Hello? Is anybody there? Anyone?” He called out only to get silence in return. After pouring his feelings out to his beloved Chandlo, he got nothing

he turned back around and put his glasses back on. One of the lenses was smudged and the other still dirty.

He peeked his head out the mill's door. “Chandlo are you there?”

But of course he wasn’t there. Only the snaks from Gramble’s barn acnolaged him. With a disgruntled sigh he returned to his cleaning.

“How odd…”

— — —

That night he stood in front of his conspiracy board Looking over his meticulous work. Red yarn linked drawings of his theories together. Yes it looked like a bunch of random papers pinned to the wall but that didn’t matter.

But no matter how much he tried to focus on what the grumpinati was planning for him. The thought of his confession to Chandlo plagued his mind.

The way he didn’t even react to what he said then ran off after Beffica. It disturbed him. And the way he said “terrible secrets” Was weird too. Chandlo doesn’t have any secrets. So why would he ask about that?

Unless that wasn’t Chandlo…

“Dear grump. Has the grumpinati already figured out how to make clones? Perhaps lifelike robots?” He went to his small shelf and took some paper. He made a drawing of two Chandlo’s and wrote the word impostor on top of one then hung it up.

“Terrible secrets, huh? My love doesn’t have any!” He mumbled to himself. “Its ai is possibly the best I’ve ever seen. When I get my paws on it I’ll Tear it apart and turn it against you!”

He cut some red yarn and connected the drawing to the grumpinati symbol. “I’ll foil your plans once again, just you wait.”

“Hey Snorp-dawg!”

Snorpy squeaked when he heard his best friend (with benefits) greet him, but Everything seemed normal about him… so far.

“Ah Chandlo, it’s just you.” He said as he gave him an awkward smile. “Or is it…” he whispered

“How’s your day been? Any new invitations?” Chandlo asked as he took off his cap, letting his shaggy hair fall out.

“Of course you would ask about my inventions, Impostor.” He said under his breath

Chandlo sat on his bed “Huh?”

“Oh nothing “Chandlo” my day was wonderful!” He smiled. “Say…”Chandlo” If you’d like we can talk about your terrible secret now.”

“… what terrible secret?” Chandlo asked. “You know I wouldn’t keep any secrets from you.”

“Oh so you don’t remember what we were talking about earlier?”

“No? I haven’t been here since this morning.”

Snorpy turned back to his board “ah, so I see that you're not the imposter then.”

Chandlo got up “Huh??? Snorpy, what imposter?”

“Oh it’s nothing.” He dismissed

“Why would you think I’m an imposter?” Chandlo said as he now stood in front of Snorpy.

“Well if you insist, When I was cleaning my glasses you came to me and asked about a “terrible secret”. And after I spoke to you, you ran off after Beffica. but since you have no recollection of that ever happening, I’ve come to the conclusion that there are two of you.”

“What? Bro that’s impossible. Maybe you just confused me for someone else?”

“Hmm perhaps. But who would ask me such a question?”

“Maybe Beffica? She did have pinkle arms and I’m pretty sure I saw her with one of my jerseys. You might have thought she was me.”

“Hmmm I suppose that is a possibility. She is known for being in others business, no matter how private.” He said as he adjusted his apron. “But I still think you should keep an eye out for anymore of you. Just to be safe of course.”

Chandlo gave him a warm smile “anything for you snorp-dawg!”

— — —

Stars now filled the night sky as the mill’s wide doors now let in A nice breeze. Snorpy gently pulled the glasses off his face and set them on his shelf. Chandlo was already in his bed on the other side of the room.

Snorpy sat on his bed “Chandlo?” He called out softly

“Yeah Snorp-dawg?” Chandlo responded sleepily

“Since that wasn’t you earlier… I’m guessing you didn’t hear what I told you? About the “terrible secret”?”

“Nope.”

“Ah… I see…”

Chandlo sat up in bed looking Snorpy in his eyes although all Snorpy could see was a green blob. “Something you wanted to tell me?”

“I- uh… no. No I-it was nothing” and with that he laid down in his bed “good night Chandlo.”

[cryptic-loser]

Coffee Shop Cuteness

An OC x Canon Bugsnax fic!!

No warnings!!~

[Other than OC x Canon, I guess?? But eh-]

"I just- I don't know how to go about it." Alegander Jamfoot, a young barista, began explaining to his coworker. "I can't just ask her out, that would be.. weird-"

His slightly younger coworker blew some of their hair out of their face, glancing over at Alegander. They had tried to block out his endless rambling, but they had failed. They leaned further into the counter, raising their brow.

"And you're telling me, why?" They retorted, clearly not caring, much to the black-furred grumpuses annoyance.

"Because, Jashua, I was hoping you could help me?! You have a girlfriend, don't you??-" He huffed, waving his hands around like a mad grump, probably confusing the coffee shop patrons around them.

Jashua just shrugged in response, not knowing what to tell their coworker.

"Yeah, but she asked me out, man. I can't help you." They also didn't really care enough to help, but they chose to leave that part out.

Alegander sighed in defeat, slumping against the counter, muttering a quiet 'damnit' under his breath.

Jashua glanced over at him, pausing, before heavily sighing. They didn't really care, but they also didn't want to deal with their coworker sulking all day.

"Listen, Al, if you like her, just like.. give her your number or something!-" The moment they mentioned this, the grumpus' blue eyes lit up from under his glasses.

He quickly stood up straight, lightly slapping the counter as he did so, causing his coworker to glare at him with confusion.

"That's it! I'll write her a note telling her to call me, and give it to her the next time she comes in!" He laughed proudly at his idea. "It's genius!"

Jashua rolled their eyes, huffing another strand of hair out of their face as Alegander began to plan out his note, out loud.

"That's nice, Al." They muttered, not really paying attention.

For minutes, Alegander paced around behind the counter. Thankfully for him, there were barely any customers, so he could do this without being looked at like he was insane.

However, soon enough, a familiar pink furred Grumpus walked through the front doors. Jashua raised their brows, letting out a 'hm'.

"Hey, isn't that her?" They questioned, causing their older coworker to stop dead in his tracks.

"Pardon-" Alegander mumbled, his eyes IMMEDIATELY darting to the door.

And there she was. That brown eyed beauty that had snuck her way into his every thought.

Alegander could feel his heart jump into his throat. She was just as beautiful as last time she came in, and the time before that…

He quickly straightened himself out, adjusting his glasses, and trying to make sure he didn't look like a complete wreck. Afterall, he had to look presentable for this plan to hopefully work.

After a moment, she stepped up to the counter, a small smile on her face as she spoke.

"Oh, you again! Hi!" She had recognized him, almost sounding excited to see him. She.. she was happy to see him!

Alegander cleared his throat, a nervous smile forcing itself onto his lips.

"Yes, hello!- Welcome to Tim Grumptons, what can I get you?-" He managed to say, without sounding too anxious, much to his own delight.

"Oh, just the usual!-" She began to blurt out, before shaking her head slightly. "Sorry- Uhh- One small ice-" She was cut off by Alegander nodding with a grin.

"Small iced coffee with one pump of caramel?" He asked.

She seemed a little surprised that he had memorized her coffee order.. but it appeared to be a pleasant surprise, so that's good!

"Oh!- Uhh.. yeah, actually-!" She sort of laughed, covering her grinning mouth with her paw. Her laugh was so lovely.. like a chiming bell. Just another thing Alegander found enticing.

The black-furred grumpus grinned sheepishly, a little embarrassed at the fact he was able to memorize something so random.

He was horrid when it came to remembering things. Only reason he knew his coworkers' names was because they had name tags! So the fact he was able to remember that?

Just went to show how much this woman crossed his mind.

"Alright, one moment-! Coming right up, madam!-" He gave a quick thumbs up, before scurrying to the back to whip up the best grump damn iced coffee he ever made.

If he was gonna ask her out with a note, than he was going to make sure he impressed her aswell. He just wanted to make a good impression, that's all!

Whilst the coffee brewed, he began to write out his note. It had to be short, yet witty and charming enough to get her to give him even a slight chance.

He tapped his pen on the counter, staring down at the sticky note. Well, grump. He couldn't think of anything!

Alegander's mind raced, yet blanked all at the same time. He internally cursed himself for not being able to think of something, and went back to tending to the coffee.

All throughout the process of making the sweet, iced drink, the black-furred grump wracked his brain, trying to think of something, anything.

That's when it hit him. It was.. a little boring, a little too simple, but.. it just might work!

He placed the coffee cup down beside the post-it note, before he hurriedly jotted down his foolish attempt at a proposition.

Alegander soon strutted back out to the counter, trying to hide his nervousness, though it was obvious to anyone.

He cleared his throat, extending his paw to hand the pink woman her coffee.

"Here you go, ma'am-!" He grinned sheepishly, adjusting the collar of his shirt with his free paw.

The pink grumpus smiled, gently grabbing the cup from him. She didn't seem to notice the note yet. Oh no-

"Thank you-!" She pulled the coffee towards herself, pulling some money out of her purse, placing it on the counter. "Have a wonderful day!"

"You too!" Alegander nodded as she walked out, sipping her iced drink. He just hoped she would notice his note…

---------------------------------------------------

Al's shift was coming to an end, so he and Jashua were cleaning up. He had been waiting all day for that pink-furred grump to send him a text, call him, anything!

He sighed sadly, wiping down the counter with a washcloth. His coworker glanced over at him.

"The grump are you so sad about?-" Jashua raised a brow, glancing at their black-furred colleague.

Alegander shrugged, frowning to himself. He felt so embarrassed, he knew it was a stupid idea-

"Hm. Still haven't gotten a call?" They asked, knowing for a fact he didn't get a call.

"Mmmmhm." The older barista nodded, just sort of leaning against the counter. He just looked kinda just.. done. "I knew it was a foolish idea-"

Jashua just shrugged back at him, giving him some half-assed words of encouragement as they walked out to the back, to take out the trash.

"Better luck next time." They scooped up a trash bag, before walking out to the dumpster.

Alegander huffed, tossing the damp washcloth into a bucket.

"Wow, thanks." He muttered, rolling his blue eyes. Just then, he heard his phone vibrate from his apron pocket.

His face lit up as he scrambled to pull it out, hoping, praying that it was her. Though, of course, he knew he was just getting his hopes up.

"Hello, this is Alegander Jamfoot- To whom am I speaking to?-" He sputtered out, not even bothering to read the caller ID.

If it wasn't her, than he'd just tell them he's busy at work, and he'll call them ba-

"Uhh, hi!- This is the girl who ordered the iced caramel coffee today?- And every other day-" She cleared her throat. "You wrote me a note, telling me to call you?-"

Alegander couldn't believe his ears. It- It was really her! She actually read it, she didn't throw it out-

But why was she just calling now? It was hours later, what took her so long?! He didn't care much, though, he was just happy his plan worked!

"Hello? I-Is this the wrong number?- Oh gosh, I'm so sorry, I must've miss-typed something-! My apol-" Alegander had realized he forgot to respond.

"Ah! N-No, no no! This is the right number! Sorry, I'm just- I'm surprised you actually called-" He let out a laugh, feeling rather embarrassed.

"Oh, good!-" She laughed aswell. That beautiful, chiming laugh. Al could feel his very soul melt right then and there. "You know, I had to hype myself up for like- 10 minutes before I called you, ehehe-! Is- Is that weird?-"

"No, I don't believe that's weird at all!-" He knew he would've done the same. "I mean, definitely not as weird as a barista randomly leaving you a note on your coffee-"

"Ohhh, I thought it was sweet!" Sweet? Oh, my.. that was definitely good!

Alegander couldn't help but grin like a giddy school boy. Jashua saw this as they walked back in, but they chose not to acknowledge it, simply walking past.

"Ah, good, good-!" He cleared his throat, before deciding to get to the point. "Soooo, ahh.. pardon me if this is a little forward, but.. are you free this Saturday..?-"

There was a short silence, filling Alegander with a sense of anxiety. Ohhhh no, he had screwed something up, for sure-

"... Are you asking me out on a date?-" The woman asked, after a few moments. Al's face dropped. He had definitely gone about this wrong-

"AH, UHM- WELL- I-It doesn't need to be a date, if you don't want-! I just think you seem rather nice, and I just- I want to try to get to know you more! Doesn't need to be anything special, just-" As he rambled on, he heard the woman begin to laugh again.

"Alegander-" She spoke softly, reassuringly. This made him stop his ongoing word spew.

"Y-Yes, ma'am..?-" He asked cautiously after a moment.

"I'm free on Saturday, yes.. maybe we can meet up and grab some lunch?" She suggested. It was like she had read his thoughts.

"Oh! Oh, good!" Alegander let out a sigh of relief.

"And please, call me Edyth!" Edyth… it was the most beautiful name he had ever heard. It suited her perfectly! It was like she was too good to be true!

His goofy grin returned to him as he leaned against the freshly cleaned and dried counter.

"Well, Edyth…" It just rolled off his tongue so perfectly… "Shall we discuss details over text?- I need to finish closing up, but I'll be done in about.."

He glanced at the clock, though it didn't really matter much.

"I'd say about 10 minutes! Sound good?" He questioned, pushing himself up off the counter.

"Sounds wonderful! I'm looking forward to it." Edyth chirped.

Alegander could see Jashua glaring at him from the corner of his eye, so he decided to try to wrap it up quickly.

"As am I! Now, as much as I enjoy this, my coworker looks about ready to take my head off-" He laughed. "So.. goodbye for now!"

"Alright, bye Al!" As if it couldn't get any better! She called him Al! Who knew such a simple nickname could send his heart aflutter?!

"Yes, yes, bye-bye-" He sputtered out, quickly hanging up. He felt bad for hanging up so swiftly, but he had panicked-

What a wonderful conversation! His mind raced with all the possible places they could meet up… he shouldn't get too excited, though. This would be a one-time thing, and they become friends, nothing more, nothing less.

Right? ;0]

[youngmoviemaker]

BOOM BABY! CHAPTER 10 IS DONE!

[gingerchickens]

I have fallen deeper into the fandom, there is no escape.

[astronomergrump]

Back in uuuhh- last year I believe, I actually wrote a bugsnax x reader fanfic. I will confess I in fact did. And the journalist was Y/n's partner and now idfk what to do with the fic, because it's posted on ao3 and wattpad. And I'm ashamed for having made that, but again idk what to do with it.

I may try and rewrite it but maybe not, idk

[bugsnaxmadethisblog]

Out of context snippet from my current first draft of bugsnax fanfiction.

Rooklyn Thunderbounce, trying to not get attached to other grumpuses telling themself it will hinder their journalism, gets immensely attached to Sprout, a Strabby, because he can't talk back or judge them and is a cutie lil baby.

Gramble really doesn't have to worry about Rooklyn not taking care of Sprout, cause they are just

But also the fact that Sprout is also inevitably the bridge that gets Rooklyn to actually start enjoying hunting and studying bugsnax, is a double edged sword. And makes me cry internally, because it means that Sprout is both good and bad for Rooklyn and that's so sad.

Also possible additional snippet, I'm debating if Rooklyn being named Rooklyn is them elongating their own name in a subtle name change way, because their first name used to be Rookie. Honestly might go with this, due to their current arc.

[thicctails]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Bugsnax (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Triffany Lottablog/Wambus Troubleham, Floofty Fizzlebean/The Journalist, Filbo Fiddlepie/The Journalist, Alegander Jamfoot & The Journalist, Snorpy Fizzlebean/Chandlo Funkbun Characters: The Journalist (Bugsnax), Filbo Fiddlepie, Floofty Fizzlebean, Snorpy Fizzlebean, Chandlo Funkbun, Wiggle Wigglebottom, Gramble Gigglefunny, Triffany Lottablog, Wambus Troubleham, Cromdo Face, Beffica Winklesnoot, Shelda Woolbag, Original Characters, Alegander Jamfoot Additional Tags: Cannibalism, The Journalist is Called Buddy (Bugsnax), The Snakolytes (Bugsnax), Blood and Gore, Found Family, Fluff and Angst, Complicated Relationships, Buddy likes both Filbo and Floofty, but he'll only end up with one of them, Body Horror, Stalking, Animal Instincts, Animal Traits, Accidental Baby Acquisition, cherry picking canon, Eventual Smut, Maybe - Freeform, we'll see, Snorpy and Buddy are Ride or Die besties they are literally both unhinged, by extension Chandlo is also ride or die Series: Part 2 of The Hidden Secrets of Snaktooth Island Summary:

When Buddy accidentally stumbles across (falls face first into) a secret ice cavern beneath the ruins of the Mother Naturae temple on Broken Tooth, he discovers something incredible; a frozen Grumpus.

To everyone's shock, the Grumpus isn't just a perfect specimen, she's alive, and carrying an egg! Now, the residents of Snaxburg, mainly Buddy, FIlbo, Floofty and Triffany, have to find a way to communicate with their understandably frightened guest, who seems strangely terrified of Gramble. Working in close proximity to the Mayor and the Gastroentomologist brings out new feelings in the Journalist, ones he doesn't quite know how to deal with.

Meanwhile, Snorpy is forced out of his comfort zone when he and Chandlo are tasked with watching over the egg, which seems due to hatch soon. Chandlo is confident that they'll be great dads, but the inventor can't help but feel inadequate.

However, things are changing on Snaktooth. Bugsnax are getting harder and harder to find, and the ones Buddy does encounter are more aggressive than normal, and the Journalist begins to feel watched wherever he goes. Facing strange messages and disturbing offerings, Buddy wonders if the Hunter is now the Hunted.

New Bugsnax fic babey. If you liked Of Bungers And Broken Bones, this is a sequel fic!

[greeb-theartist]

Hello everyone!

I know it's a bit late right now but I just wanted to say the first chapter of Deadsnax is up on Ao3 now !! [Read tags before reading fic please]

Updates will possibly be inconsistent, I do not have a full schedule yet but when I do I will let you all know! And I just wanted to say thank you all for the support on this, it really makes my day!

Whats next for Deadsnax?

For starters, I'm working on trying to complete designs and such so you all can have a good image as well of what I'm trying to accomplish here

Second, Chapter two is now in the works as with the release of chapter one and I hope to have it out soon! Please be patient with it, it may take awhile

Third, I am currently working on fixing the old Deadsnax Blog (@deadsnaxau ) as you can tell it is VERY old, so the first chapter will be released there soon if you cannot read on Ao3!

Thats it for now, once more thank you all to the support and thanks to all my friends for helping me make this possible! I really hope you guys enjoy what I have planned and stick around!

-GreebTheArtist

[treefory]

Chandlo’s talk

854 words

No art for this one:(

Chandlo felt the shimmering spring sand on his paws as he walked back to snaxburg with Snorpy by his side. A light dusting of rain came from the light gray clouds above. Soon He looked up a his love and to see a his warm goofy smile. Of course this made him smile as well.

As they reached Snaxburg Chandlo heard the voice of the residential mayor saying his hellos and goodbyes to Floofty and Shelda as they returned. When Filbo’s eyes met Chandlo’s and Snorpy’s a large smile grew across his face (not like it wasn’t there before)

“Chandlo, your back!” He cheered

“Hey Fil-bro, how’s it hanging?”

“Oh, things are going good! How was your trip?”

“Great! Really needed it.” He nodded “but I’m really just itching to get back to the mill. Cut some wood, lift some steel, bounce some balls, ya know how it is.”

“Awesome! And how about you snorpy?” Filbo asked as he looked up to the taller grumpus

Snorpy’s face grimaced like he didn’t want to answer, but of course he did anyways “Much better now that Chandlo is back.” His face softened “I can finally rest easy knowing he’s safe.”

With those words Chandlo smiled but it also made his heart ache knowing how stressed Snorpy must have been without him.

“That is all you need to know Filbo.” Snorpy continued “now come Chandlo, we must speak of that very non important thing that you wanted to tell me.” He added as he walked off

“Uhh okay, bye I guess…” Flibo stuttered awkwardly

“Later Filbo!” Chandlo called following after Snorpy

The two walked through town together, he saw Floofty and Shelda in her gazebo and for once, not arguing. Triffany and Wambus talking in his garden, Triff clearly rambling and wambus listening to every word.

But soon they arrived at the mill. Chandlo took in a deep breath, smelling the old soot from the forge and the woody smell from the logs. All the while the faint sound of gears twisting and the distant coos of bugsnax filled his ears

“Ahhhh nice to be home.” Chandlo sighed with his hands on his hips

“That it is. Now, what did you want to tell me?” Snorpy inquired. He wore a smile on his face that terribly hid his nervousness.

Chandlo seemed to match his expression as he spoke “it’s alright Snorp-dawg! It’s just something I think we should talk about.”

“Ah I see, let us talk upstairs then. Wouldn’t want any prying ears listening in.” Snorpy suggested as he walked up the stairs. Chandlo followed closely behind.

When they reached the top Snorpy settled himself on his bed so that he and Chandlo were more at eye level but was a bit surprised when Chandlo sat next to him. Chandlo sighed as he slouched over a little.

“C-Chandlo, is something wrong?” He asked as he gently rested a paw on his back.

“Nah, I just kinda wanna sit down for this.” He shook his head “So me and shelda and I guess everyone else were talking… about you.”

“A-about me?” Snorpy echoed, taken aback

“While I was on broken tooth I was thinking about you a lot and how you’re doing out here. I know you’ve been super anxious lately and I guess I just needed some advice.”

Chandlo leaned back on the bed and looked up towards the ceiling. “So I went to shelda and she told me that you’re ‘lost in a maze of your own making’ and said that you needed… professional help.”

“Professional help- l-like a therapist? You know that I don’t trust therapists, right?” He questioned “they all work for-“

“The Grumpinati. I know, but I just think that you need a little help.” Chandlo interrupted, then crossed his paws over his abdomen, locking his digits together. “And I don’t think I can help you alone…” he choked

Silence

“I’m just worried about you.” He pleaded, his voice a soft whisper. while still laying down He looked up at Snorpy for an answer, but he sat there quietly thinking as he fidgeted with his paws and apron

There was a long uncomfortable silence

when Chandlo went to speak again to try and convince him further he was interrupted before he could even make a sound “w-well, i suppose you're not wrong… I’d hate to be a burden to you.” Snorpy whispered.

“Bro, you’ll never be a burden to me!” Chandlo corrected, “not in a million years.”

Snorpy smiled at that then laid back just like Chandlo

“I may not trust the world but if there’s any grumpus I do trust, it’s you Chandlo. A-And if you think I am in need of professional help… then so be it. As long as it means you’re happy.” He finished looking Chandlo in the eyes with an unsure smile

The biggest, most goofiest smile grew across his face as he quickly pulled Snorpy in for a big hug “thank you for understanding snorpy!”

Snorpy stammered uncontrollably, trying to find his words, before simply wrapping an arm around Chandlo and saying

“I’ve missed you so much.”

[cryptic-loser]

Working on this bullshit again

I just wanna get to the non-boring parts AAAAA-

[gaypicklecreations]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Bugsnax (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Shelda Woolbag/Floofty Fizzlebean, Triffany Lottablog/Wambus Troubleham, Cromdo Face & The Journalist Characters: Filbo Fiddlepie, Floofty Fizzlebean, Cromdo Face, The Journalist (Bugsnax), Wambus Troubleham, Triffany Lottablog, Beffica Winklesnoot, Chandlo Funkbun, Snorpy Fizzlebean, Elizabert Megafig, Eggabell Batternugget, Wiggle Wigglebottom, Gramble Gigglefunny, Shelda Woolbag, Alegander Jamfoot, Clumby Clumbernut Additional Tags: Major character death - Freeform, Angst, Trans Gramble, body gore, Shelda is Ace, Fluff Summary:

A simple journal found by Wiggle and written by Elizbert sends the Journalist on a spiral of new experiences. It is up to them to get the other grumps off the island.

[youngmoviemaker]

I LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE! CHAPTER EIGHT LETS GO MERRY XMAS YOU PEEPS

[twilightprince101]

okay I'm literally just throwing this out into the ether so not expecting a response. But would anyone be interested in Fanfiction Editing services/counseling? Like, for a small amount ($1 for every 300-400 words or so) I can go through your fic and give you some editing advice. Focus on line-editing after it's written and/or developmental editing while the fic is being written.

I feel helping people with their fanfics would be fun lol. And I'm not getting money from writing the fanfiction, but from editing services. So no legal trouble(?)

[astronomergrump]

Mochipede! A vatient of the snak Sprinklepede, it's a mostly reclusive snak. Not many grumpuses or bugsnax have really seen it. But from the small amount that have, they've noted how judgemental it is. Usually side eyeing them while giving them this 'Wtf' look

[sailorofruins]

lets go lesbians i think

i got beamed by the power of lesbians and charliexcx mean girls to write this . heard the song and thought about beffica . here you go tumblr <3

Mean Girls - sailorofruins - Bugsnax (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]

who wouldvbe thought my ao3 comeback a YEAR LATWER would be lesbians

[eelslippers]

Being an indie gamer is great until almost every single fandom that you join has a combined population of 12 people and you've read every fanfic on ao3, let alone finding any fanart that you haven't seen already