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Are Owlbear babies Chicks, or Cubs? Neither. They’re called Chubs.

The spirit of a Generation

HI

“If you are allergic to a thing, it is best not to put that thing in your mouth, particularly if the thing is cats.” 

~ Life advice from Pinkie Pie, probably. 

It’s been a solid couple of years since I’ve drawn any fanart for Sanders Sides, so! Have a Virgil, in one of those super emo hoodies from 2009 we all saw at Hot Topic

So I finally finish it  

I will make a poster later about why I chose the instrument for each sides

Prett waifu Saber (Artoria ): Fate series digital drawing [Artist: Jazztaki]

“there’s something wrong with him”

@thatsthat24

Adorable baby snake

Opening 1 - Soul Eater NOT!

Logan was a badass in the new Sanders Sides episode, prove me wrong. 
Anyways wow two posts in one day??? W a c k. But seriously expect more art to come because this new episode made the creativity levels go through the roof.

Thomas and Joan when they were about to create Remus:

What the fandom expected:

What the fandom got:

It’s rushed and ugly, but I had to draw this garbage boy

no talk with me im angy

You fell asleep reading on the bed again.

✨🌌

a gift for the lovely @stardustlogan!! mostly prompted by the beautiful username change and also ilu sapphire ur gifs are amazing

click on the picture for Stardust in hd

general taglist: @punsterterry @ultimate-queen-of-fandoms2 @merlybird500 @ajdraws0430 @notveryglittery @minamishipsit @bumble-bitch-sanders @evilmuffin @spacedouterri @amazing-creepyfloof @vergeangst @ihateitwhenyourejustvague @loganberrysanders @sanders-sides-trash-blog @katie-the-noble @i-really-dig-the-purple @shesavampirequeen @wowimsogoddamnoriginal

Fluff idea: Patton is feeling sick and Virgil offers cuddles and some calming tea to help the sick feeling and they watch their favorite movies all day until Patton falls asleep.

Mnnneyyesysyasdfas May I do a smol thing?

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“Pat? Are you okay?”

Patton lifted his head from where he’d rested it on his forearms and blinked up at Virgil. He hadn’t even heard the other side come into the kitchen; he’d just sat down at the table for a second, hadn’t he? Just a second. He just needed to rest, that was all, then he was going to make breakfast for everyone. The dizzy feeling in his head (and the accompanying churning in his gut) was probably just a result of a bad night’s sleep, or maybe indigestion from his late-night nibble of leftover pizza, and it was going to pass any moment now, absolutely. 

Definitely any moment now. 

Virgil was still looking at him and Patton abruptly realized that an uncomfortable amount of moments had stretched between them in silence, Virgil’s inquiry still hovering in the air between them unanswered. 

“Hey, kiddo!” Patton made a valiant attempt at enthusiasm, but his voice sounded as wobbly as he felt, and the effort fell flat. “You betcha, I’m fine! Just taking a minute or two before I start breakfast.” 

“A minute or two to what?” Virgil’s frown was deepening, creases growing at the corners of his mouth and between his eyebrows, and he reached up and laid the back of his hand against Patton’s forehead without waiting for a reply. Patton made a tiny noise in his throat, quite involuntarily, and leaned into the touch. Virgil’s hand was blessedly cool against Patton’s flushed forehead. 

“Oh, just…you know. A minute or two.” His words were vague, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. Not when Virgil had moved closer, a solid comforting presence against the still-spinning room. 

“Uh huh.” Virgil let his hand fall from Patton’s forehead, but thankfully it didn’t go far, his palm coming to rest against the back of Patton’s neck instead. Patton mewled, a pitiful little sound, and slumped against the anxious side, closing his eyes as his tummy sloshed unhappily. 

“Just needed to rest a bit before making breakfast, is all,” Patton mumbled, then had to swallow as the unhappy sloshing turned to a more threatening churn at the thought of food. 

“I think maybe you need to rest a bit more than a minute or two,” Virgil said gently, though there was amusement in his voice. “Patton, you’re sick.” 

“I’m not,” Patton mumbled, hoping if he said the words with enough conviction he could make them true. 

His rebellious gut was unimpressed. 

‘You are.” Virgil sighed, and began running the fingers of his other hand through Patton’s hair. “What was it, do you think? Did you eat something that’s disagreeing with you?” 

“I may have had some of the leftover pizza,” Patton admitted. “Just a nibble or two.” 

“Pizza?” Virgil’s fingers paused. “Not the pizza from our last movie night?” 

“Just a nibble. Or maybe a slice. Or three.” 

“Dammit! Patton, that pizza was over a week old.” Patton could hear Virgil’s scowl. “Roman was supposed to throw it out days ago, that freaking idiot. You’ve probably got food poisoning now.” 

“Oh, I’m sure it’s just…” Patton broke off abruptly, a sour burp escaping his throat, and whimpered again. “Oh, dear.” 

“Okay.” With audible effort, Virgil set aside his irritation at their forgetful prince, and instead took a step back so he could bend and look Patton in the face. “Here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to sit there for just a few more minutes while I go get things set up. Then you’re going to take it easy for the day. No cooking. No nothing, unless you count resting. Got it?” 

He looked so stern that Patton couldn’t really do anything but nod. Virgil stepped away and Patton set his spinning head back on the kitchen table, letting the passage of time slip back into obscurity as he focused on keeping the contents of his stomach where they belonged. 

A certain amount of minutes later (Patton could not, even under the most stringent of interrogations, have said exactly how many), Virgil’s hand landed on Patton’s shoulder once more. With minimal protest, he let himself be pulled gently to his feet. There, the world tipped dangerously, but Virgil stood his ground, his arm around Patton’s waist and one of Patton’s arms pulled over Virgil’s shoulders. Virgil’s fingers were warm and strong where they were wrapped around Patton’s wrist, and Patton sighed, surrendering himself completely to Virgil’s competent care. 

They shuffled together into the living room, and Patton let himself be settled onto the couch, which Virgil had made up with cool, clean bed sheets and a pile of pillows. He had also procured a bottle of Pepto-Bismol, in its unattractive bubblegum pink, and Patton obediently swallowed the dose that was nudged against his lips. He made a face, waiting to see if his stomach would accept or reject the offering, but after a few uncertain moments, it appeared things were going to stay where he’d put them. He breathed a sigh of relief. 

Virgil echoed it, but Patton cracked an eye open when he heard Virgil set something down in front of him. He cringed but nodded gratefully when he saw the small trashcan now in easy reach in front of the couch.

“Just in case,” Virgil said apologetically, face twisting in sympathy as he reached out to stroke Patton’s hair back from his forehead. 

“No,it’s probably a good idea,” Patton mumbled, grimacing as another sour burp bubbled up to the back of his throat. 

“Try to get some rest, okay?” Virgil instructed, rising to his feet. “You’ll feel better in no time.” 

“Wait!” Patton reached out and grabbed Virgil’s sleeve, wanting to ask him to stay–not wanting to be alone–but when Virgil looked at him, the words died on Patton’s lips and he settled instead for, “Thanks, Virge.” 

Virgil smiled, and nodded, before moving out of Patton’s line of sight. But Patton didn’t have long to lament his absence: moments later, he returned, a bottle of water in one hand and a bottle of grape gatorade in the other. He set the drinks on the coffee table, murmuring, “For later, when you can keep them down,” then settled himself at the other end of the couch, pulling Patton’s feet into his lap. 

“I’m going to put on a movie, but I’ll keep it on low volume, okay?” Patton heard him say. “You should try to sleep if you can. But I’ll be here if you need anything.” 

Patton swallowed, blinking back a few tears when he heard the opening credits for Winnie the Pooh begin, and nodded. He settled himself down as comfortably as he could, focusing on the familiar sounds of the movie and the reassuring weight of Virgil’s hand on his ankle. 

He wanted to stay awake, to enjoy the company and the movie, but his eyelids were starting to feel like someone had weighed them down with something. Besides…he thought maybe if he could just sleep a bit more, he’d feel lots better. And maybe when he woke up again, Virgil would be here still, and they could watch a movie together, just the two of them. 

He thought Virgil would probably be willing to do that. The thought made him smile. 

He tugged off his glasses and set them on the coffee table, then nuzzled his face in against the blessedly cool pillowcase. And between one breath and the next, he was asleep. 

*

If only I had the money I would get this amazing merch!

I'm here and still filled with existential fear.

Hello it is I, Daniel returneth from the void. It has been a long time since I have expressed my presence with snazzy new merch, so to celebrate my return to the world of the living, what better theme than SKELETONS? These new items are things we have been working on separately for a long time (just like my video) but they all came together now, which is the universe clearly saying this is meant to be. Skeleton Vest / T-Shirt

Featuring an incredible graphite illustration by Neil McCathie, which could be an actual photo from the inside of my coffin if I was hit by a meteor tomorrow. Simultaneously scary and soft. This comes on a white vest for anyone that wants to feel the summer breeze on their bones, or a distressed black t-shirt for people who have something eating them up on the inside so hard it’s broken through your clothing. Pin Badge Set

A collection of enamel pin badges that really express an existential state. Coffee, candle, computer and a new chapter to symbolise your ability to achieve anything you want in this life - while ominously holding a skull as if you’re about to break into a monologue.

Silver Earring Set

A set of silver-look earrings designed to mix and match with your mood. A hoop, a skull, smiley face (that you have to spin upside down ofc), triangle, moon and a single stud. Yes, I basically just designed these to wear myself as it’s the set I always wanted. I hope you enjoy this cool collection which feels very authentically me. Now let’s all look forward to the future with wide eye sockets! - Dan

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(WARNING!! Aggretsuko season  2 spoilers! Do not keep reading if you haven’t seen it yet!)

So, since RetsukoxHaida did not become canon this time either, i thought i’d make a list of best Haida monents from this season to cheer y'all up! 

(I’d like to say that english is not my first lenguage so there may be some mistakes because i wasn’t able to understand a couple of words, please correct me if you see any) 

▪ (EP. 1)

Retsuko: Marriage… I can’t even imagine that right now… 

Fenneko: I bet Haida has been dreaming of the big day since he was a kid 

Haida: As if!! I’m edgy! Edgy guys don’t care about stuff like that! 

(Fun fact: in my country’s dub he said: What?! Well, I surely don’t think to stay alone forever!)

  ▪ (EP. 4) 

 When he asked Anai to input some data for Retsuko and smiled at her :)) 

▪ (EP. 8) 

 When he was fanboying about Tadano and got mad that Fenneko didn’t care one bit, but Retsuko told him she was listening to him :)))  

▪ (EP. 10)   

Haida: Hey, what’s up? 

Fenneko: Oh, you know, same old, same old…

H: Yea, me too. Just, uh, chillin’ out. 

F: So you didn’t read the article? 

H: Oh I did. Even that one part about wedding bells, hah… 

F: Yea, were do these stupid rumore come from? … Just stay calm!! Don’t do something you’ll regret! 

H: And what kind of thing would that be? 

F: Wondering all over town drunk, but you go to kick a can and fall flat on your back like you did last time? 

H: Ohh! … Did that right before I called ya.  

F: … Why are you such a dumbass?

▪ (EP. 10)   

F:What’s all this? 

H: You have to ask? I’m gonna punch Tadano! 

F: But weren’t you like his biggest fanboy? 

H: I was a fool before. What’s this apple-holding son of a bitch want with a girl like Retsuko? “Oh look at me, I’m tired of swimsuit models and actresses, guess I’ll go slumming it!” He’s going to get bored and break her heart! That’s why i’ve got to punch him right in the face!!! 

F: Real subtle with the jelousy. We both know you’re not gonna punch him.  

H: Just you wait! 

*proceeds to not punch him and ask him for an autograph instead*

▪ (EP. 10)   

Retsuko: I’m sorry I dragged you into all this Haida, I don’t think I could have done this by myself. 

H: … What are friends for?

“I’m edgy, edgy guys don’t care about stuff like that”

Season 2 Haida is perfect, as usual. 

please don’t…

My love ,, miguel …💥💥💥💥😭😭😭😭

patton made both of the sweaters. 

used mh-presents pose things again.