OH! It’s Wyatt being Equius, and the tiny Nepeta cosplayer!
I am happy to see this on my dash.
(I made his Equius horns… )
Please tell me piggybacks and/or shoulder rides ensued.
Call me Ponty I guess? I draw, cosplay and sometimes sing and mostly just reblog funny stuff and a ton of homestuck so buckle up ohohoho
Also im currently running for homestuck prom queen this year, if you do or don't want to see that noise, it's all tagged #tz4qu33n !! I'd appreciate it if you voted for me ;u;
If you don't think my art is shitty i do commissions and paint shoes/backpacks and make armsocks and (un-related to homestuck) props and plushies because I need money too (hookers don't buy themselves).
IF YOU WANT ME TO SEE SOMETHING I track #lordponty (no hyphen, that's right :3c) if you put a hyphen i might not see it!!!
instagram: lord_ponty
Also im currently running for homestuck prom queen this year, if you do or don't want to see that noise, it's all tagged #tz4qu33n !! I'd appreciate it if you voted for me ;u;
If you don't think my art is shitty i do commissions and paint shoes/backpacks and make armsocks and (un-related to homestuck) props and plushies because I need money too (hookers don't buy themselves).
IF YOU WANT ME TO SEE SOMETHING I track #lordponty (no hyphen, that's right :3c) if you put a hyphen i might not see it!!!
instagram: lord_ponty
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==> Your moirail may be gone, but you will never be alone.
no
Get out
fuck
Equius finished the final touches on the nepbot, wiping his hands on his jeans as he stepped back to admire his work. It looked just like her. And all the other ones you tried to make, but they weren’t her. They just weren’t. Equius was anxious as he stared at the robot. He was about to give up when finally the red eyes lit up, sparking hope and happiness in the blue blood.
“Equius?” the nepbot asked, cocking her head to the side. Tears of joy fell from his eyes as he nodded and hugged the other, being sure to be as gentle as he could.
“How do you feel?” Equius asked as he still embraced her.
“Perfect!” she responded cheerfully.
“Perfect?”
“That’s what I said silly!”
“Don’t you mean purrect?”
“If I had meant that I would have said it, wouldn’t I?” Equius blinked before pushing the robot away. He stared at the imposter. It wasn’t her. This wasn’t his moirail at all. He had gotten it wrong. Again.
“You aren’t her!” he screamed, launching himself at the robot and punching it, denting the head. He continued beating the robot until it was no more than scrap metal and different wires and hardware.
“I just want you back. I miss you, Nepeta,” Equius cried out softly as he clutched the pieces of the broken nepbot in his hands.wHY WOULD YOU
So I noticed that I haven’t drawn a meowrails comic yet and that is just blasphemous, so here we are.
891 plays
A romantic recording between Cronus and Mituna that me and my friend recorded at the spur of the romantic moment to lower our horny levels.
