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Another screenshot edit of the gays. From the most recent ep. They. Are worried for Fink. Also in this scenario they do not live with Box. Just visit for work. The house did not explode. Just the doomsday ray was destroyed. 

some trades / commissions i've finished (part 3/3)

i'm posting these late, my apologies... this one is the pony batch and the last batch i'll be posting for now :) i missed drawing ponies so i had a lot of fun with these ones

for @heatobrienswife and @quillcord

the first one was done from scratch using this as reference, while the second one was a screenshot edit! background used can be found here

some trades / commissions i've finished (part 2/3)

i'm posting these late, my apologies... i call this the chibi batch <33

for @softfuzzyships, @nikkzships and @my-amora

some trades / commissions i've finished (part 1/3)

i'm posting these late, my apologies...

for @chytag, @void-kissed, and @cj-furry-shipper

Little oneshot I felt like writing :3 Self-insert/Canon

Zuzu stretched, yawning softly. Scratching at her pointed ears before she sat up. She’d fallen asleep on a beanbag in the clubhouse sometime in the mid morning- awaking to the lights being off and all the lamps and fairy lights being on. She smiled softly, knowing this was the work of only one person.

“Toodles…” She called out softly, coughing slightly from her throat being dry. She walked to the kitchen, listening and looking for the robot who should’ve already shown up. Grabbing a bottle of orange juice from the fridge- she waited… and waited. Sensing he wasn’t coming right away- she said it again.

“Toodles.”

Still nothing. Confused, she went into the main room of the clubhouse, where the Mousekadoer was, finding said robot asleep in the little divot in the machine.

“Awh… okay. I see why you didn’t show up.” She says, sitting down next to the machine.

“Thanks for turning the lights off.. and probably keeping people away. I really appreciate that.” She says, talking to the sleeping bot.

“I appreciate a lot that you do. More than you know. I appreciate how you always include me… how you make sure people don’t talk over me or insult me… how you make sure I’m rested.”

Eventually instead of actions- her words turned into features, or quirks of the bot.

“I like how the little LED lights on you light up when you’re really happy. I like how you spin your ears when you’re happy or anxious. I like that you draw and create. Your stutter is cute too..”

She doesn’t realize how much time had passed where she was just spouting off things about the robot she liked… until he mumbled out a quiet-

“I-i-I like you too…”