Redrew Some Of The Doodles And Changed One A Lil. (And Did One I Didn’t Post Before.)

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When you want to make Christmas stuff but don’t.

I’ll post my beast break story down here in a second.

Still Here (1)

Exerpt from They the Wubbox, Chapter 15.5 : Still here, on Wattpad

Bowgart shivered in the dark winter's night. He was alone. Not even Rooba was there to be with him. Emptiness and sorrow was the only thing he could feel. The soft tune of the island dragging out like it was tired. He was tired too. Why was he left to live here when no one else he knew would be with him. "Bowgart." Furcorn called his name. Bowgart turned and saw his pale stalk. "Yes?" 

"C-Can i sit with you?" He asked with a timid, scratchy voice.

"Sure." Furcorn walked over shakily, sitting next to him. The islands had been cursed with extreme weather conditions, frigid nights, and melting hot days. The sun-moon cross must have messed with the planet's atmosphere. Water island began to drain of water, plant island began to turn yellow and brown, air island drifted away, and the other islands slowly began to become vacant. Cold island was the only place some felt was home, but some monsters did stay on their original islands, homing being where the heart was. "I wish the battle didn't happen." Furcorn whimpered with tears.

"Me too, but there was nothing else to do."

"We could have not fighted, we could have just talked with the Celestials and freed our friends."

"There was no other option." The dark reality had settled in, yet, nobody wanted to accept it. The clouds connecting the islands began to fade, and they had very little time left to decide what island they would stay on. The islands were drifting off, leaving the islands to break from Attmoz's control, leading to the clouds letting go. "What island are you staying on?" Bowgart asked.

"I wanna stay with you. Theres no one else i know."

"But, it gets extremely cold here. Plant island would be much safer for you."

"i want someone to talk to. Please don't force me to go there." Bowgart sighed at his friend. He let out one of his arms, holding him closer. "Alright. But, please be careful." He and Furcorn were the only monsters staying on Cold Island. They both knew it was inevitable they would die a slow, yet peaceful death in the snow and ice.

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They the Wubbox

The Wubbox were strange monsters, made by one of the many celestials, Galvana. She made all the Wubbox, and their lives...

Some thing I drew at the pride thing yesterday.

HHHHGRRREHGHH I LOVE THEM!!! AAGGAAAAHHHH!!!

Space Ghost art promps 1

Made this one (——^) waiting for my dad in the hospital [only did the some line, the rest rn.]

Just did this one (——^)

“Look what you made me do”

”I’m sorry.”

“The old SoundWave can’t come to the phone right now.”

“Why”

“Oh.”

“Because he’s dead.”

metal breakdown (/j) I had a few nights ago trying to draw. [PLEASE GIVE ME ADVICE HHHAGAHJNNA]

Also ZiM :3

Also, the “ITS THE WAY SHE SAID IT” joke was an actual incident my dad had with his brother when they were kids. It’s a great inside joke for our family.

“Immortal Spark”

Extras (the product is different from the outcome, you see…)

We used to be YouTube friends, my user name was RAAT and but I’ve since stopped using discord and YouTube- but anyways I’m also a space ghost and athf fan now so I just think that’s kinda funny. and I’m wondering if you remember me!!

OH MY GOODNESS I DO!! I haven’t seen you in forever, I hope you’re doing well! And yeah, it is a bit funny we have similar interests, who knew! I wish you good luck wherever you are now!”