This was the most brain rotting drawing I’ve ever made.
this was an ask by @catgirl41. They asked “May I ask if you can swap Wally and Frank’s roles? If you’d like you can do a horror version.”
I just didn’t want the drawing to be tiny lol
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One of the bummers of being a super taster is how Big mold tastes. And because I can taste it before it’s actually sprouting I’m often disbelieved. Like, sorry restaurant. I know I’ve gotten this sandwich before and I know your cucumber is usually fresh, but today it’s moldy. I understand you can’t see the mold. But I swear. It’s there.
Tonight we had hot dogs and we picked up the buns today. Unfortunately neither of us realized the best by date was also today. The first bun I had was fine but I hit corruption midway down the second bun. I just ate the hotdog bun less, but we had to scrap the rest of the bag.
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lounging atop your bed on your belly—phone in hand—you scroll aimlessly. the oversized t-shirt you’re in doesn’t quite cover your cotton undies, your legs on display. you hear him enter the room, feel the bed dip as he crawls up behind you. he doesn’t say anything and neither do you as a hand grazes up your calf and thigh, slowly approaching the curve of your ass. he teases the waistband of your underwear, and you hold your breath, curious to see how far he goes (he wants to see how far you’ll let him go). he snaps the elastic against your flesh and chuckles at the way you squirm; he then moves to spread your legs. you feel him switch positions, feel his hot breath at the apex of your thighs. holding your breath in anticipation, you can’t stifle the gasp that leaves your lips when his tongue prods at the thin fabric that covers your cunt. he presses a palm to your back and angles your soft hips so he can better access what he wants. you toss your phone aside, settling in for whatever he has planned.
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fuck you *lethal companies your in stars and time*
(long) exposition under cut (spoilers for ISAT + lethal company logs)
This au takes place around the time of sigurd's logs/before them (i haven't decided if Sigurd's crew exists here or not yet)!
Siffrin was someone who used to live on the Golden Planet before it got eaten. They may not remember anything beyond being found in an escape pod, but they're still paralyzed by fear when getting close to the selling window. He's always first in the facilities, making jumps, braving traps, and heading as deep as he can for scrap.
Mirabelle and Isabeau are the medic and fighter respectively, who both came from the same moon colony. They were both pressured into taking jobs by a work-based society, and applied for the company under the impression that it was a short, high-paying internship with nebulous risks.
Odile is their resident ship manager. She keeps a watchful eye over everyone and relays information about monsters, scrap, etc. In absolutely dire situations, she may come help with scrap. Despite claiming to be a first-timer, her badge says Leader??
Nille and Bonnie ended up with the crew after taking a chance to run away from their parents. Seeing a high-paying job that provided everything and would take them far away sounded too good to pass up. Nille lied about Bonnie's age to take them with her. After seeing the reality of this job, though, she regrets not finding another way out. Bonnie is permanently on ship-duty; they mainly type in whatever numbers Odile tells them. Nille is also a fighter, though she prefers the weighty stop sign as opposed to Isabeau's shovel.
Loop, after hundreds upon thousands of quotas, dying every possible death, learning everything they could- even the real identity of The Company- realizes there was one thing they've never done before. They've never died to The Company. Desperate for a way out, and haunted by the whispers and screams beyond the wall, they give themselves up. Maybe that would finally satisfy the monster- to have devoured every last piece of the Golden Planet. Maybe their crew could finally rest easy that way. Well, they didn't loop back. But through the dark and damp, there's static on the walkie talkie. Loop picks up, and hears their own voice just beyond the wall.
(Loop's design is the most different by far, since instead of consuming a star, they themselves are slowly getting digested. They're inspired by the visual of red crying faces from the logs :D)
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