BlinchikNorly [2019-10-10 10:13:55 +0000 UTC]

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S-E-Sagas [2019-09-13 22:17:54 +0000 UTC]

Great gallery you got here, compliments

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MeAndMyGaster [2019-08-21 07:37:29 +0000 UTC]

Thank you for watching me!   

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gravityfallsgirl618 [2019-08-08 16:21:00 +0000 UTC]

Thanks for the fav on my frisk drawing

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S-E-Sagas [2019-06-05 13:00:10 +0000 UTC]

Hi! Thanks for the

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KaidokJ [2018-10-16 05:38:16 +0000 UTC]

Thanks for the fav on Inktober 8 - Star a.k.a Excuse me?

Fame. Perhaps the defining issue of our modern era. More important than global food shortages, the climate debate and even the orphan mink population of central Australia. Fame is everything. Fame is life. Fame is death. Fame is the air you breathe, the water you gargle and the gas you pass. Fame is the reason you get up in the morning and it’s what you think about to quiet the mournful voices of screaming goats as you lay your head to rest. Fame is God… No wait, I just looked it up. I was thinking about an entirely different word. My mistake. Cheese. That’s the word I was looking for. Cheese is everything. I’m always mixing those two up. My bad.

-SoulSoldForSwiss

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KaidokJ [2018-10-16 05:32:34 +0000 UTC]

Thanks for the llama 

I knew a llama once. At least I thought I knew him. I mean, how well can anyone really know anyone, much less a llama. With their air of mystery and thinly veiled contempt. It’s hard. But I digress.

His name was Kevin. But for reasons I will never understand, he would only ever answer to Albert. Identity issues aside, things started out okay. The usual introductory sniffing and sneezing went well, despite his allergies, but then things started going downhill during the ritual licking phase of the pleasantries. We pushed through. And had it not been for the spitting, we might have even been able to make it work, but alas, after just 3 seconds of bittersweet brotherhood, we finally decided to part ways. It’s kind of sad, when you think about it. Spitting seems like such an innocent thing to fight over, but he was pretty adamant that I should stop and that was just never going to happen. We might have overcome that issue, but Kevin, like all llamas, was very competitive. First came the stench competitions. Then it was belching contests. And lastly, a painstaking count to see which one was hairier. You can clearly see why our relationship was doomed. The poor fellow was a bit of a sore loser.

So he snuck out, taking with him a failed friendship, an obliviously optimistic dread of the future, and my sixth favorite toothbrush. Now that he is gone, I can honestly say, it's for the best. He was too much of a chick magnet anyway and who needs that drama? 

Full disclaimer, as Kevin’s official biographer, a position of which he blackmailed me into (don’t ask), I’ve been instructed to inform you about his ongoing series. The journey starts here with The Kevin Chronicles - Chapter 1 , and this gallery  contains the rest. You should check it out. 

*End of cue card*

And don't worry, they're pretty short.
No pressure though, only if you want.

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