#this is a Calvin and Hobbes reference

[kangaruthi]

ianthe is so kind

[markscherz]

I saw a smew for the first time ever a couple days ago and I still have not gotten over it. What a bird!

Smew

[numbersareimaginary]

Robotgirl who's too old to have Bluetooth or Wifi or anything like that but she's got an IR receiver so if you aim your TV remote just right you can tur-

Oh. There she goes.

[inhumanrobot]

Quick, last post of 2024!! (Winona grilling words courtesy of @harlymph)

[heyihavesocks]

Bang bang, snitches. It's time to get stitches.

[adventure-waffles]

The Adventures of Hong-er and E-Ming!

Based on an idea by @90108s

[marlynnofmany]

A Noir Interlude (In Space)

The dame breezed in like anyone should be happy to see her. She wasn’t wrong; her shiny scales lent color to the room like the Painted Sunset she was named after, and her cheery demeanor was enough to warm the bitterest heart. There was a note of concern nestled between those browridges, though. She had a request for me.

“Do you know who left cracker wrappers in the bathroom sink? It’s Zhee’s turn to clean it, and he’s annoyed about the mess.”

I was on the case.

She led me down hallways that hummed with the song of a distant engine, ferrying us through the blackness of space, and to a little spot I was personally acquainted with. A different sound filled the airwaves here.

“This sink isn’t rated for crumbs! Careless! On the floor is one thing, but in the sink? Who’s eating food in the bathroom??”

Purple exoskeleton gleamed while the cranky fellow gestured with pincher arms and stamped with various bug legs. They made quiet little clicks on the floor. One of his pinchers held a gravity wand suitable for small cleanup jobs. By the look of the backed-up sink, it wasn’t the best tool for plumbing.

He caught sight of me and pointed at the little trash can. “Is that yours? It’s somebody’s crunchy food, not mine.”

I dutifully opened the lid with the foot pedal to take a look. Nope, not my chow. I told him so as I let the lid close. Gotta keep things contained in case of gravity fluctuations.

While the cranky fellow complained some more and I vowed to get to the bottom of it, a clue ran past the door.

A little furry clue, chasing something that crinkled.

I was out the door and hot on the trail in a flash. Crinkling sounds and soft paw-thumps led the way to the kitchen, where I found an entirely different clue.

Eggskin the cook, fastening the lid onto a larger trash can with the air of someone making sure it was done right this time.

“Oh hey, we’re going to have to make sure this is closed properly,” they said, dusting off scaly yellow-green hands. “The cat got into it. There was nothing in there to cause digestive concern, thankfully, but…” Eggskin trailed off and pointed behind me.

Quiet pawsteps, feline pride, and the shrink-wrap plastic that had once held the captain’s favorite eel jerky. Now that plastic was carried like a prize. Which it probably was.

I’d cracked the case.

I thanked Eggskin for their help, and returned to tell Paint and Zhee that the mess was an unfortunate accident, with no one to blame. No one able to apologize for it, at any rate.

Anyways the culprit was a buddy of mine. I managed to trade the jerky wrapper for a proper cat treat, and I threw it away in a trash can that was fully secured. Zhee was almost done cleaning the bathroom, and it wouldn’t do to have this mess start all over again.

~~~

These are the ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book.

Shared early on Patreon! There’s even a free tier to get them on the same day as the rest of the world.

The sequel novel is in progress (and will include characters from these stories. I hadn’t thought all of them up when I wrote the first book, but they’re too much fun to leave out of the second).

[sonohban]

it's a magical world, broly ol' buddy... let's go exploring!

back at it again with a secret santa gift for none other than @chickenoptyrx this is rigged

[defender-of-jouvente]

It's almost midnight. Do you know where YOUR child (Boniface) is?

Well, I mean, they're not really my kid, but-

Probably with Mira? It's waaay past their bedtime. Or getting a midnight snack. Unless-

(ooohhhhh what if they climbed out the window and ran off to do kid things again haha why else would someone send an ask like thissss-)

@housemaiden-of-change Bon's with you, right? Right? Right?????

[incorrectsistersgrimmquotes]

Alison: Dad, how do people make babies?

Puck: Most people just go to Sears, buy the kit, and follow the assembly instructions.

Alison: I came from Sears?!

Puck: No, YOU were a blue light special at K Mart. Almost as good, and a lot cheaper.

Alison: [screams]

Sabrina: Puck! What are you telling Allie now?

[oldinterneticons]

To read or not to read popslash. That is the question

[theemployees]

The Employees are practicing for their Preliminary matchup later this week! Meanwhile the turtles are stuck on the sidelines 😂 oh well.

@tmntaucompetition

(Collaborative piece between @quirkycorgianimations , @disgracedghostprincess , @suya-khamie and @artstufff-jpg )

[shockrockshockwave]

Wanted to try a new brush, so made some practice doodles to see if I like it

I think it looks decent, but I might stick to the old one. I’ll have to try it out more later

[dio-icarticaae]

CALVIN AND HOBBES?!?! IN A SUPERMAN COMIC?!?!

(Superman: The Man of Steel #56)

[reincarnationofellewoods]

Calvin VS Vicky

[magnetarbeam]

And she's secretly possessed by Abeloth.

in my head the star wars equivalent of tswift is some human woman named tay’lor spiff or something and her stans are losing their minds over theories that she’s secretly a jedi singing about the horrors of war, even though she’s from a neutral system that hasn’t seen so much as a moral panic in 50 years