looks at interests then looks up at the sky
“I’m sorry, Baby Jesus.”
looks at interests then looks up at the sky
“I’m sorry, Baby Jesus.”
uh
I thought I’d have a good idea for who’d be topping ratchet in this picture while I was working on the rest of it, but now all of the lineart besides that is finished
I guess I could do OP, or I could do some lazy vaguely-defined nonspecific figure, or I could sigh really hard and close the canvas and watch a bunch of anime
So much robodicks :I
Can you tell I’m lonely. XD
Anyways, part 02 of the sketches that have figuratively been collecting dust.
Eh, it is what it is. The most I can really do is make stuff for myself, so I’ve been doing that. Stuff just comes to a head sometimes, y’know? Thanks for the understanding reply :>
PS I’m done so
psssst!!
I’m sorry that happens to you, but there’s a difference between “yelling about it on my dumb little blog” (which you are certainly entitled to. it’s your blog.) and tagging it IN THE ROBOT PORN TAG
You’ve caught me. Maybe I tagged it because, inarticulate as it was, I wanted to just get it out there that this is incredibly uncomfortable for some people. I should have phrased it in a way that made specific reason behind the reaction completely clear, but I was in a bit of a Place, and I didn’t think anyone would give a shit either way. Regardless of how the post was phrased, I didn’t expect either would garner a response more meaningful than, say, a flippant fandom gif.
Far be it for me to imply that people should stop doing this if it’s their favorite, because encouraging people to have their kinks is what I’m all about, but at thesame time, there are kinks that make certain people extremely uncomfortable, and I think it’s important to know when that happens. Lord knows I want to, because I know I already tread the line on a few things I put in my work.
Maybe I’ll make that actual coherent version, provided I ever stop feeling like an idiot about writing literal essays about things that evidently affect me and me alone and largely serve as a draining, time-consuming exercise in pissing in the wind. I’ve never seen anyone else complain, so I severely doubt it would result in some kind of tag I could tumblr savior, but hey. Who doesn’t need more reaction images.
I’m sure it’s insufferable but this is the blog where I will let myself piss into the wind about shit that makes me and me only extremely upset because 1. this is liberating as shit and 2. #YOLO

all I’ve done so far today is draw lace, this is lace hell and I am going to go ride my bike and angrily make pumpkin bread
no but realtalk I know this is a post like every single week but can y’all stop slapping what are explicitly vaginas on male-coded bots because I don’t need my boner to be punched to death this aggressively, and also possibly my soul
#mpregatron……. what. #a url like that and you don’t like your bots with full equipment? #….kay.
if by “a url like that” you mean the most perfect url to ever exist and by “full equipment” you mean a valve that is isn’t just self-lubricating (which I’m fine with) but also arbitrarily outfitted with a goddamn labia and shit on male-coded characters then ye
80% of the time it triggers a spiral of body dysphoria and tears and dumb bullshit that lasts from hours to days, and I know that nobody gives a shit but I reserve the right to piss into the wind yell about it on my dumb little blog
here’s what I think of yr trite lil gif son
