#Yes I drew this last night

[angrybatart]

DRAWCEMBER Day 7 - Mittens

Well that's one way to wear mittens. If you were a bug living in Hallownest, that is. Grab the coziest scarf and mittens you own, find your favorite bench, and sit down with a cup of hot Hiveling honey tea for a cozy winter night.

[98chao]

Yummers

[fisheito]

yeah..................

[candyheartedchy]

Tried to sketch some form of chibi style with them both.

[grif-hawaiian-rolls]

something about trust

Writing below the cut!

“How… does it feel?” Locus asked haltingly. Lopez shrugged. “<Weird. But I expected that.>” Locus hummed, his brow furrowed like he was lost in thought as he scanned Lopez’s face. Lopez grabbed Locus’ wrists, bringing his hands to his throat.  “What are you--?” “<One way to test it. Take my head off.>” Locus’ eyes widened, his expression turning panicked. He tried to pull his hands away, but Lopez held him steady. “<You are the only person strong enough,>” Lopez said firmly, giving the other no room to balk any further. “<If this synthskin doesn’t fix the problem, I want to know now, not later.>” Lopez could feel the way Locus’s hands shifted, his fingers flexing as he fought some internal debate. Lopez couldn’t read his mind, but the flicker of those marble grey eyes was telling as Locus looked at his hands around Lopez’s throat, then to his face and then back again and again. “<It doesn’t hurt, if that’s what all this fuss is about.>” Not strictly true, having his head removed wasn’t exactly a pleasant feeling. But better to do it now, with some degree of control, than in the middle of a fight or an accident. The sensation of feeling everywhere his skin touched was strange though, the normally very localized sensors spread out across the surface of the synthskin. Was this how humans felt things all the time? No wonder they were so easily distracted. Neither of them moved. “You’re certain?” Locus asked finally, his voice little more than a whisper. Lopez raised an eyebrow and let himself grin just a little at being able to convey the sentiment properly. Maybe there were some advantages to the synthskin after all. “<I wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t.>” A nod, then the pressure. Lopez knew Locus was strong, for a human, but the feeling of his hands tightening around his neck and pulling at his jaw, the base of his metal skull…  His head didn’t budge, and the pressure eased. Lopez clicked his tongue, releasing Locus’ wrists. “<Good. That is one problem fixed, at least.>”

[oven-thermometer]

[constellation-skirmishes]

jurassic park au? in my blog? more likely than you think.

[rinisdrawing]

lesson learned: don’t make promises you can’t keep

(aka: just another day with more sibling-like bickering)

[fitzselfships]

Zooble likes to put on parts that they know my s/i will like. Needless to say they enjoyed the paws :3

Proshippers/adjacent dni. 100000 shark attack 🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈 also Zooble self ship doubles dni

[vvenuspng]

cringefail fathers <3

[spikeinthepunch]

Now, a good hug? That matters.

[spooky-activity]

Obsessed w them

[brokenstarwishes]

D I S A P P E A R !

[snailpilled-and-based]

I feel better now 🗣️ so like yay back to Woodrowposting

I'm not proud of how his coat turned out bc I only had one reference of it in color 😭 everything else was in black and white 👎

[mystical-one]

Redraw of this illustration i made for the dream i had wherein george harrison started a podcast called All Things Must Cast, guest starring a resolutely uncooperative bob dylan

[malwarechips]

iterators and their weird slugs