#my latest creation

[astralnymphh]

yarr ☠️

[sd2006]

[thatdamndonnareed]

This is fine. I'm fine. It's fine.

Everything is F I N E. 🔥

[sanspatronymic]

audio books + vaporwave = serotonin

[questionable-of-cosmo]

*silver platter*

(Their name is pspsps... Well that's what they respond to at least)

Gimme your ocs

[25points]

[wanderingmausoleum]

[aethernoise]

black waltz

[giftboxxworld]

alright the comic reached 100 notes you know what that means......

my favorite Pizza Tower ship is a rarepair

it's Peppette!!

but like more platonically personally im more hip with that

I just think they're so damn cute together

and you know what sure Noisette's annoying af but I see potential at friendship

like I see the headcannon floating around that she sucks at like actual cooking but is a stellar baker

you also know what I think they could partner up and like cook together

perhaps even like with her hugs and smoochies Noise would probably appreciate that she's got someone else to hug and annoy the frick out of for some time

but eventually since I think Peppino is so devoid of a loving touch and kindness (see: Peppino confession post #1 in Da Box), he grows to appreciate it and hugs her back

AND YOU KNOW WHAT I THINK MAYBE MAYBE MAYBE THEY WOULD ENGAGE IN PLATONIC CUDDLING I JUST SEE IT OK OK OK (of course with consent and Peppino does have like a little hesitation BUT he ends up like loving it and maybe even falling asleep (or Noisette falls asleep first probably THATS MY HEADCANON IDK)

perhaps even... she could end up loving hugging Peppino better because he's not slimy like Vigi or Fake Peppino, or slightly scrawny like The Noise, Peppino's just like just a big fat teddy bear (WHO NEEDS TO BE FED THE TASTIEST OF TREATS)

all of yall can call me cringe

[cassmouse]

I've finally (more or less) finished it!! After absolutely ages of trial and error and reordering and adding and removing songs, I'm actually pretty happy with the state of the playlist!

My last ship playlist followed more of a narrative arc, but since this one is so complicated, I thought I'd rather have more of an emotional flow to it rather than narrative-driven (however the first three or four or so are still narrative, and about the first five episodes where they're still younger)

And finding songs for this was so difficult to try to capture the right vibes lmao- but, like I said, after ages, it's listenable

Please enjoy and feel free to suggest any songs!

Like with all my proper ship/character playlists, it's intended to be listened to in order, but honestly you can still listen however if you want :) tysm!

[memecology]

[symbolishplant]

AS LONG AS I JUST KEEP THINKING ABOUT ALL THE FUNNY LITTLE ART PROJECTS I’M GONNA DO, THINGS WILL BE FINE. OK?

[nonuggetshere]

Oh I can't wait to refine and finally post the designs for PK's siblings in my AU, it really looks like their mother ran out of ink while making them

[ajpridecrochet]

Whale whale whale, what have we here?

[batgirlcatgirltits]

Harpy

Standing in your driveway, you looked up at your window, noticing it was wide open, screen and all. You had told her time and time again to take off from the ground, leaving the window open would let bugs in, but she just didn’t care. Well, rather, you were pretty sure she had just plain forgotten. Harpies weren’t exactly known for their memory. You shrugged and proceeded to move into the house, and just as you got the door all the way open something smashed into you at full speed from behind, tackling you to the floor.

“Kitty, kitty!” Cried out a familiar voice from atop your back. She never called you by your name, and almost exclusively called you kitty. Her talons dug into your back, it hurt like hell, but you were used to it. Every time she saw you coming in, she’d swoop down as fast as she could to try and catch you before the door closed. It would’ve been charming if it didn’t hurt like a bitch every time.

“Ow, do you have to do this every time?” You asked, not really expecting any answer, considering you knew she’d do it again.

“You don’t like it?” She asked, sounding sad. Whenever she spoke like that it hit you right in your core, you didn’t want such a happy creature to ever be sad.

“It just hurts baby, if you could take me to the floor a little more gently I’d be happy.” And you meant that. The thought of her not tackling you to the ground every time you came home did make you a little sad. It was a little routine with your beloved little harpy, and you didn’t want to lose it.

“I can try!” She said, but you weren’t exactly holding your breath.

“Hey love, can you get off my back?” You asked. She wasn’t heavy, but her talons did hurt raking into your back. You continued, “We’ve gotta close the door, and the window upstairs. I’ve told you not to take flight from there over and over. If you do the least you could do is close the window. Plus your talons hurt.”

“Oh, right, let’s move,” she said, grabbing your shoulders with her talons and flapping her wings. “There’s not enough space, let’s go outside first,” She said, not clueing you in to a single thing. You decided to humor her though, and walked out the door, locking it behind you after she got off you. You took a good look at her. She was a tiny little thing, her feet were talons that looked like they could shred you, and she only had 3 fingers on her hands, the rest must’ve merged with her feathered wings at some point in history.

She suddenly took off, and grabbed you by the shoulders. Her talons really dug into you whenever she did this, but the masochist in you could never complain about it. She flew up really high, your house turning into a dot on the ground, and you began to wonder if this was safe as you got up into the clouds. Finally soaring above them, you got a really good view of the sunset. The pain in your shoulders was nothing compared to it. “So pretty,” she said, causing you to look up at her. She flashed the most evil smile you had seen in a while at you. And then she let go of you.

You plummeted, fast. All you could do was panic as the ground became clearer. You tried to free fall with your arms spread wide to slow your fall, as if it would help from this height. As your life flashed before your eyes, the harpy who had just dropped you came into view in front of you. She smiled devilishly at you, then kissed you, as you both free-fell to what could easily be your deaths. “I love the look on your face right now, kitty,” she practically yelled into your ear, trying to be heard against the roaring of the wind. “I know you’re turned on right now,” she teased. You hated to admit how turned on you were despite the death drop you were in. The fear, the adrenaline, the panic. All of it culminating in lust for the idiot who had dropped you from above cloud height.

She felt at your breasts, groping them as the wind tore against your face. The ground was getting closer, and you couldn’t stand watching any longer, so you closed your eyes, which only made everything worse. You kept kissing her, desperately making out with her considering it could be your last act on this earth. You opened your eyes again, and the ground was much closer. Panicking, you shouted “Pick me up! We’re too close!”

“Ask nicely.” She spoke like a mom, as if this was the time for that.

“Please pick me up!” You were really panicking now.

“Good kitty!” She yelled as she swung her self around, her talons grabbing your shoulders again, as your descent finally slowed. The ground was coming so fast, you were sure you were gonna smack into it. You braced for impact as if it would help anything.

And then you stopped. Looking down, you were only a single story off the ground. You looked up to see her putting on a smug face as if a single misstep wouldn’t have killed you. You felt like your heart was gonna beat out of your chest, the adrenaline still screaming through your system. She didn’t give you much time to think, though, as she flew towards the open window and threw you in, tossing you onto the bed. She followed behind you and slammed her talons down on your arms. Your body was still in fight or flight mode from all adrenaline, and tried to move, but she had you locked down, and you weren’t getting up ‘til she let you.

[cuteniaarts]

Ladies and gentlemen,

✨HER✨