Bia: shit
cartoonz: we don’t use that kind of language in this goddamn mother fucking household.
Bia: i wonder who i learned it from
I can feel my heart rate dropping and my pacemaker working this shit sucks!
kidnapper: [on the phone with vanoss] we have your friend.
vanoss: which one.
kidnapper: he gave me a talk and made me rethink my life choices.
vanoss: oh my god you have moo. kidnapper: i'm gonna be an artist.
brian: Are we going to do plan B?
vanoss: Technically, that would be plan G.
panda: How many plans do you guys have, is there like, a plan M?
vanoss: Yeah, but brian dies in plan M.
moo: I like plan M.
Redesigned one of my OCs because she was getting to "family friendly" looking in my eyes. I've been going on a redesigning trip with all my OCs because they just don't feel like they're mine anymore and like they belong to someone else, which is my fault entirely. I got caught up in making them to how I thought someone else would like them, but since I've been stuck in my art block for a while I realized that I just don't care anymore what people want of my art or my ocs if they like it cool if they don't cool all that matters really is I'm happy with them again and enjoy using and working with them like I used to.
Also, happy late-ish Easter, I hope yall had a good one!
vanoss: We're going to need a plan.
panda: I have an idea.
vanoss: We can't kill wildcat!
panda: Okay, I have no ideas.
Happy late halloween!! Drew some demon luffy au finally uwu
"P-please quit staring at me..."
vanoss: *Kicks the door open, looking panicked*
moo: What did you do?!
vanoss: NOBODY DIED!
moo: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!
nogla: i learned how to shoot a gun today so now you got a man that’ll protect you
vanoss: nothings sexier than a man that can put me out of my misery