Martin Sleeping In Moth Jon's Hair

Martin sleeping in Moth Jon's hair

Very simple doodle for ya, thanks for the ask!

Here’s chapter 2 posted a little earlier than expected so I could post on my birthday! Enjoy!

Ok my fellow g/t peeps, I gots a question for ya:

Abled Person: Hey man, can you hold this wad of $2,000 and this one penny for me while I open my wallet?

Disabled Person: YOU COMPLETE AND UTTER FOOL!

The United States Government:

(Watch how many people don’t get this.)

Contact ☀️

idk anything abt science but that headline is unnecessarily soft

prints! ✨

Prime Opportunity

[Disclaimer: science isn’t my forte. Soft sparks are]

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In the darkness, everything grew cold and dull and quiet. She could no longer move, her sensors didn’t work, her memories - her sense of purpose - were dimming out as the battery levels got lower and lower. She could not hear the human songs anymore or receive any contact from her creators. The first layers of red dust have already started covering her. Everything grew quiet and motionless.

And then there was - - - there was warmth. And soft blue glow, blue like human eyes, blue like skies and oceans. “Welcome,” a deep rumbly voice resounded near her, within her as the blue energy started working through and powering back her systems. Huge hands - two huge metal hands - lifted her as if she weighted nothing. “I am glad I found you.”