Anotha One

due to request and I thought it would be fun; Pepton fusion now in different flavors! 

what each one is exactly and a fun fact I thought of while designing these losers:

wrecking star (pizzano x swap anton): sounds of a live studio audience follows him around pomodoro marcio (evil peppino x evil anton): pocket knife hand is hammer space-esce, can pull out any tool he needs no matter how comical cancelled classic (pizza massacre peppino x antonball anton): roundest and shortest of the fusions paptun (fake peppino x paul): despite the blocky look, has the feel of playdough to the touch

artfight.net

Art Fight

An art trading game

IM DOING ARTFIGHT BAYBEE

Also here's my page because the height is all fucky on artfight

First post in this place!!! I decided to make a tumblr just in case twitter decides to hurl my account into the athenosphere and suspend me. Hopefully I end up posting newer stuff here rather that just re-upload from twitter and stuff.

tfw this isn’t his car

Just letting yall know the next fanfic I write will probably be some zeroceptionist or something

Four score and seven years ago I thought about a cool thing where I pose hero heinz like black dahlias taunt but I didn't end up liking it so I'm just now posting it weeeee

Doctors orders

Faust/Dr.Baldhead x Fem!Reader

Faust gets comfy with you.

(This is Xrd Faust Btw.)

Movie night is going well for you and Faust, talking and relaxing with one another. Even when in a calm and relaxing environment, something seems a little off with the tall Doctor. You look up at him, noticing how he hasn't really been watching the movie, but you instead. “Is something wrong?” You ask, seeing Faust look away with something akin to nervousness in his eyes.

“No, not at all! What makes you think that?” Faust responds, nervousness hidden in the corners of his voice. You chuckle softly, resting the back of your head on his chest while you look up at him.

“You seem a little nervous so I thought I might ask.” You respond, seeing a little blush on Faust's cheeks(?) You can't really tell. “Oh no no no! I'm not nervous at all, it's just… just a little hot in here!” Faust says with more nervousness and fluster in his voice, tipping off the fact that he doesn't want to screw up this (technically) date with you.

You smile, looking down at his hands, noticing his twiddling thumbs. You take his hands in yours, giggling once you notice how big his hands are compared to yours. Faust is clearly taken off guard by this gesture, his eyes trying to look anywhere but where you are in his lap.

You look up at him, seeing his clear nervousness. you shift your body, trying to make it more comfortable for Faust. “If you need a moment, I can get up.” You say softly, making Faust internally panic. Even though it's tough getting out emotions, he knows that something about you can't be ignored.

“I'd rather you stay here.” Faust replies, wrapping his arms around your waist. He creates a rope around you with his long arms, ensuring that you can't leave. After watching the movie for a while you can't deny the lull of sleep that compels you. You end up dozing off in Faust's arms, going slightly limp.

“Oh? It seems she's fallen asleep.” Faust says softly, tilting your head up to get a better look at your sleeping face. He smiles under the bag, picking you up in his arms. Your weight is almost feather light to Faust, who happily takes you to a room for you to sleep in.

Faust sets you into a soft bed, making sure that you are completely comfortable. He towers over you, his eyes studying how you sleep for a few minutes. “Sleep well, Y/N.” Faust says quietly, leaving you to sleep.

Hmm?

A few hours into your nap, Mini-Faust waddles onto the bed. It looks at you, turning its head curiously. It squeaks with intrigue, one of its hands lightly touching your face. It sits in front of you, still touching your face. It continues to look up at you, studying you. Faust decides to check up on you, surprised to see a Mini-Faust with you.

“You shouldn't be in here, little one. You should let her sleep.” Faust says quietly as he scoops up the Mini-Faust in his hands and puts it in his pockets. He looks down at you, happy to see you content and relaxing. Faust gulps nervously, deciding to do something drastic. He pushes the paper bag up, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“I love you, Y/N.” Faust admits quietly, leaving to not disturb you further. The next day, you couldn't help but wake up feeling more refreshed and awake than ever.

Prikol

Can't BELIEVE I didn't post my ocs yet but here we are!