I think Kafka and Silver Wolf don't believe they can love.
And I think Firefly and Blade don't believe they can be loved.
Something that really fucking gets me about the Stellaron Hunters is the weird little ways they all challenge these assumptions about each other. Kafka and Silver Wolf are put into positions where they have to care for and support the others. Where they're unable to be selfish and their happiness is allowed to come from others. Where abandonment might not be a foregone conclusion.
Blade and Sam are able to be treasured for their abilities. For all the ways that they are - broken or no. For who they are and not what they're not. Able to be included and wanted, even though they simply cannot behave like "normal" people.
I have a lot of feelings about it.
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Can you do the scene from chapter 5 where the critters put the flashlight in their faces at the meeting? That would be funny
They're being silly 😋
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Dog day here! *gives him a present and inside is a plushie of player* I gave you this so anytime you have a bad Day, you could hug this and your angel will protect you at all cost ^^
First meeting between them weren't that fun huh 💀
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Ey, R! Catnap, what's your favourite food?
he couldn't think of anything
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I'm new to this fandom hi
I drew my AU of Dogday
After he died from chasing the player he gets isekaid to the Cartoon Universe
As a result he gets very clingy and protective of the others
excluding Catnap, he gets wary and takes extra precautions to keep an eye on him because he's traumatized
But somehow the critters mistake that as Dogday having a crush on Catnap so
it was funnier in my head
If you want to check that out then here-
https://archiveofourown.org/works/54937510/chapters/139260553
I might draw some stuff of the au if I feel like it
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Happy Dogday, just as I promised!
I do know that Crafty draws better than that but I can't draw in tiny okay
{Reborn AU: Big Dogday dies and gets transported to Cartoon Universe while being mentally unwell}
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Part 1: Dogday finds an egg!
In Kickin's perspective, Dogday just stole a fetus /j
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Scaliger Castle, Sirmione, Italy
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baker!wrio stuffs from my twitter that I forgot to post here
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DogDay says... Communicating how you feel is very important! ☀️
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Have you ever been to earth?
On earth, we use the word “burrito” to describe a tortilla filled with things you eat. Pretty simple stuff, and I’m surprised you at least got that part right. My burrito was, in fact, filled with food. In this, you and I agree and are friends. But this is also where my lifelong hatred begins for you and anyone else whose brain has been repeatedly scrubbed with the same mixture of bleach and Pop Rocks as yours has. Because that should have killed you, but left you around long enough to do what you did to me today. Let me explain:
You’re an idiot.
Let me further explain:
Burritos are eaten from one end to the other. So that means when you assemble a burrito with motherfucking ZONES of ingredients going that direction, you create a disgusting experience for the burrito’s end user. When you make a burrito, you should put the ingredients in layerslengthwise. That way, every bite has AT LEAST A FUCKING CHANCE of getting at least two types of ingredients, and there is little chance of becoming almost hopelessly trapped in a goddamned cilantro cavern.
Have you ever eaten one of the things you make all fucking day? You should try one. They are pretty good WHEN YOU ARE NOT WILLING YOURSELF THROUGH THE FUCKING EMPIRE OF SOUR CREAM ONLY TO END UP IN LETTUCE COUNTRY.
When you eat a burrito, you don’t stand it up and bite down on it lengthwise like a fucking Rancor. Humans can’t usually dislocate their jaws, and I’m not a fucking pelican. But you must think that’s how it’s done, since that would be THE ONLY FUCKING WAY to take a bite of your crapstrosity and have it taste like a burrito.
And guess what else, player? You probably can’t guess anything, because I’m pretty sure you’re just a mop with a hat on it that fell over and spilled some shit into a tortilla, but just in case, here’s what:
Humans also don’t eat burritos like fucking corn on the cob. Like a fucking typewriter from one end to the other a little at a time and then DING next line. But today I wish I had tried that. Because at least THEN I would be able to eat some rice, then beans, then be all like HEY BEANS I’LL BE RIGHT BACK JUST GOING OVER HERE TO THE GUACAMOLE FOR A SECOND.
Nope.
My experience was more like HEY BEANS IT’S JUST GOING TO BE YOU AND I FOR A MINUTE UNTIL I CAN FUCKING EXCAVATE THE RICE FROM BENEATH YOU BUT BY THEN YOU WILL BE A FADING MEMORY OH HEY I WAS WRONG I’M IN THE FUCKING CHEESEOSPHERE NOW RICE MUST BE NEXT I HOPE IT’S NOT ANOTHER FUCKING SALSA POCKET.
You built this thing like a fucking pack of LifeSavers.
And don’t even fucking think I’m about to open this shit up and re-engineer your nonsense 90 degrees. I ALREADY PUT A HOLE IN IT WITH MY FUCKING MOUTH. YEAH. THAT’S HOW I DISCOVERED YOU FUCKING SUCK AT LOOKING AT THINGS. I AM NOT GOING TO DO FUCKING TORTILLA ORIGAMI TO GET THIS SHIT BACK TOGETHER, ONLY TO END UP WITH A BURRITO THAT’S BEEN SHOT IN THE GUT AND IS BLEEDING YOUR INEPTITUDE.
What’s that? I should ask you to mix it up first next time? IS THIS JAMBA JUICE? I DON’T WANT TO DRINK MY FUCKING BURRITO THROUGH A BENDY STRAW, AND I DON’T WANT A PILE OF BURRITO SOUP IN A FLOUR CAN.
I just want a burrito.
In conclusion:
You’re the worst thing that has ever happened to the universe, you owe everyone everywhere an apology for this burritobomination, and I hope your babies look like monkeys.
UPDATE FOR EVERYONE WHO SAID “JUST EAT IT WITH A FORK”:
A fucking fork?
I DIDN’T ORDER THE FUCKING COBBURRITO SALAD.
If anyone ever handed me a burrito with a fork, THEY WOULD BE WEARING A BRAND NEW BURRITO HAT FROM MY FALL COLLECTION TEN SECONDS LATER.
That’s like buying a car and having them hand you a fucking wrench with the keys. Like YEAH WE KNOW THIS MOTHERFUCKER’S GOING TO EXPLODE AND BE SPREAD ACROSS EIGHT LANES AS SOON AS YOU HIT THE GAS, BUT SHIT, WE GAVE YOU A WRENCH, SO BE COOL.
Jesus already gave me two burrito forks. One at the end of each arm. They’re called fucking HANDS.
A fork. My god. I haven’t cried since I was six, but I’m fucking sobbing now.
People eat burritos with forks?
God is sorry he made us.
(Source)
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