Huggy Wuggy Angst In 2025?

Forehead smooches from Mom (this woman is making me mentally unwell /pos)

For the record: on my AU's timeline, this moment takes place long after everyone safely escaped the facility

Here's a sketch of my newest chubby son, I love him sm😭💕💕💕💕

Guysss I'm literally so overwhelmed with my classes and homework rn (i kno i always say that, but THIS TIME IT'S LIKE FOR REAL REAL I'M EXHAUSTED), so I don't have either energy or time to draw. Everything I draw now just seems bland and pointless, I'm sorry😞

I kinda liked this silly design tho and it's the only thing that keeps my mental health from shattering tbh

autistic folks when their routine gets disrupted, and they don't get alone time when they're supposed to get alone time

more sketchbook stuff

What if Doey's stalker form is his "real" form and most of the time he's actually making an effort to stay in his friendly Doughman shape?

...Kinda wish I'd thought of this before writing Second Chances but I could possibly retcon stuff or just use the idea in a different story.

But the idea of him reverting to that form while sleeping or when he actually feels fully at ease/relaxed (as compared to always being on guard and putting on a brave face in Safe Haven) is...intriguing.

(It would also kinda explain the size difference, it seems to me that compacting himself to a smaller size would be easier than making himself huge. But that's getting into "the science magic works the way I say the science magic works" territory.)

Reblog to make it die faster

as a heavily aroace/sort of repulsed guy who happens to be really into biology and weird sorta relationships, having people interpret your VERY nonsexual specbio/hcs/characters/storylines as something sexualised is always so goddamn uncomfortable

⭐️ Fourth.

And in the Fourth, everything feels just the same — and yet, somehow, a little different.

«Life in the Fourth is worth any discomfort. Here everyone does whatever he wants whenever he wants, and for exactly however long he needs.» — Mariam Petrosyan, The Gray House

It took me two months to finish the illustration, but bot once did I regret taking on something that big. All of my endless love for “The Gray House” captured in this drawing, and I poured my heart into it with great dedication.

I don't have any finished projects at the moment, but last night adhd attacked me and I did all of these... 👉👈

Sketches and WIPs for everyone wiiiii