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Me: She/He/They, "Spookums", regrettably skrunkle, relunctantly pragmatic, actually a bit of an idiot, too old and too tired for drama.
I hate the “open floor plan” that everyone is obsessed with in houses now. I want nooks and crannies and bizarre floor plans. I don’t need to be able to see what someone is doing on the other side of the house. I want places to hide and lurk and dwell in the shadows. I am the beast who awaits in the labyrinth
April 27th is International Crow and Raven Appreciation Day! My comic Crow time is pretty much stuffed to the brim with crows, so it's a good way to celebrate these goth little dudes.
very short disaster twins drabble for @liketheletter-l
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“Would you still love me if I was a worm?”
Donnie didn’t look up from what he was doing, typing on his laptop at top speed. “Why would you be a worm?”
“Stop asking for specifics and answer the question.” Leo was sitting on the floor next to his bed. He’d shown up and refused to leave, even though it was four AM.
“I’m busy, Nardo.” Donnie said, rolling his eyes.
Leo pulled his knees closer to his chest. He didn’t look over at Donnie on the bed. “Come on, it’s an easy hypothetical meme dude, just answer the question.”
“Would I still love you if you were a worm?” Donnie repeated, incredulous. “What kind of meme is that?”
“Nevermind.” Leo squished his cheek as he turned his head away, oddly sad about it. “It presumes you love me right now, I guess.”
The room echoed with the sound of his laptop snapping shut. Donnie tossed it out the bed with a little bounce and joined his twin on the floor.
“Why are we being stupid down here?” Donnie asked, and wove his arm around Leo’s shoulders. He was cold, just in a sleep shirt and shorts. There were so many blankets for him to steal, why was he sitting on the ground?
“I’m not.” Leo protested, pathetically, still not looking his way.
“I would still love you if you were a worm.” Donnie replied, firm and unyielding. “I would put all of my effort into reversing whatever ridiculous situation turned you into a worm, and if I could not, then I would turn into a worm as well. And we’d be worms together.”
A hazy beat of 4AM silence. Leo turned his head to Donnie with shining, nearly teary eyes, and said in a wobbly voice, “We’d be worms together?”
“Yes, L.” Donnie tucked Leo’s head under his chin and ignored the dampness immediately on the collar of his shirt.
@kathaynesart thank you so much for letting me color this! Coloring has always been my favorite thing about drawing. Thanks for letting me color to warm up for drawing! I hope you like it! Line art belongs to @kathaynesart not my art.
my name's cougar but my friends call me mountain lion and my mama calls me puma and today's my first day at big cat high. i'm so nervous i hope they don't realize i'm not panthera >ܫ<