Somebody Come Get Her She Is Dancing Like A Stripper

I'm redesigning racist cartoons characters that's a short summary watch the whole thing to understand better

Apologies if this has already been asked, but how do you feel about fanart for your Welcome Home project? Is there any dos/don'ts to keep in mind?

Hmm, Yes I think so! I will say this Right now because I must return to Working on art!

I would love to see your Fan Art! I am so grateful Folks would make it and I would Be happy to Reblog/Retweet it! Please feel Free to Tag me, as Welcome Home does not have a Tag circulating! (Wahaha, there is a Bit of a Slow down at the Moment because I have so Much to Sort through, so If I do not See it Right away, I apologize!) But You may do as you like with some exceptions! If you would like to peruse the Works Others have made for me, you may peruse my Tumblr here! -> https://partycoffin.tumblr.com/tagged/welcomeh I have Seen a Question about Shipping, so go Ahead, I do not mind! It will be Exciting for individuals, I hope, to see how everyone's Relationship become Realized as the Story Blooms! Additionally, I do not mind Original Characters either! ( I know Many have asked, so I decided I would Place it here!) After all, what is a Playfellow Neighbor but a Delightful Physical self and a Beautiful Home? I would also say please Feel Free to Cosplay these characters, Wear their faces as Icons, Utilize assets from the website For fun, and create physical creations of any Sort for yourself! However! Please do not Sell anything with them, Of Course! Additionally, Please do not spread old conceptual artwork (Prior to January 2021!) Beyond this blog! (Thank you so much!) I would Say be Mindful of what you are producing if you are Putting in Horror Elements, too! Be courteous of others, You Know? I would Also Ask if you are writing fiction, creating animatics, scripts, or comics that it is alright! However, please do not Send them to me! I am still working on Welcome Home, even as we are in its Prologue, I do not want to take others Speculation! (Additionally, Please do not send me Speculation, Wahaha!) As I have seen this question too so I am Also placing it here, please DO NOT Publicly post NSFW artwork! I still need to think about If I am alright with it so early on! (Plus, I would hate for it to be Posted by Anyone without some sort of Protective tag for Younger individuals to block or Stay out of!) Thank you so so Much!

Sallie May/Striker + Our Tremors AU /eyebrow waggle

send me prompts for mini hazbin hotel and/or helluva boss fics!

A/N: I was going to do something more serious but the idea wasn’t cooperating, so you get this instead. 

“You want us to run?” Sallie May asks, looking from Blitzo to Moxxie and then to Striker. Throughout this whole ordeal, she hasn’t had much faith in either Blitzo or Moxxie, as it seems to be sheer dumb luck that’s gotten them this far. Striker, on the other hand, seems to know what he’s doing, and she can hope he has a better idea. 

“Do you have a better idea?” Blitzo asks, gesturing wide and vaguely around them. “‘Cause we’re kinda running outta fucking options here.” 

“He’s got a point,” Striker says, and Sallie May gapes at him. “Sometimes all that’s left t’do is run.” 

“Y’all can’t be fuckin’ serious,” she groans, pinching at the bridge of her nose. 

“As the plague, darlin’,” Striker says with a grin. “It’ll be fine, trust me.” 

And before she can protest any further, he’s holding a pistol out toward her. “Here. You can take this, if it’ll make you feel any better.” 

Despite the situation, she happily accepts the weapon. “Well, maybe it does. Just a little.” In situations like this, the little things have to count. 

“Good girl,” Striker grins, and gives her hip a pat with the spade of his tail. 

The plan from thereon out is as simple as it sounds: abandon one safe place for another, and make a mad man’s dash across open desert to do it while the things underground are distracted. The distraction won’t last long, and there’s a chance it won’t even work on all the worms, but it’s better than staying in one place and waiting to die. 

Running seems to be working, and it’s a moment of adrenaline that makes Sallie May try to take a crackshot at a dust cloud not too far away. She pulls the trigger, the hammer clicks, and clicks, and clicks. 

When they reach their newest safe space, she all but throws the pistol back at Striker, hitting him in the chest with it. 

“You asshole!” she pants, snarling at him. “There ain’t no bullets in that gun!” 

Striker grins at her, casually twirling the gun about his index finger before holstering it. He winks, using his tail to stroke her cheek teasingly. 

“Gotcha runnin’ though, didn’t it?” 

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