How Do You Explain R!Bobby's Behavior? I'm Assuming She's Very Overly Clingy? Like If They're All Having

how do you explain R!Bobby's behavior? I'm assuming she's very overly clingy? like if they're all having a sleepover and someone went to like, grab a glass of water, would she start having a breakdown at the thought of them leaving her and starts begging with dear life?

Yes, but that's not all She also has another fear! warning: red paint

Any sort of conflict makes her very stressed Triggers a bad memory

They all look sooo cute 🥹🥹🥹

I drew the SC girls in suits because I thought it'd be fun I'm not good at drawing suits idk why I did it

I'm gonna draw the boys in dresses next >:) (i suck at drawing dresses)

This but smiling critter ships

autism dad/mom friend and their adhd parthers

I have a feeling I’ve been giving yall too much angst

So as a way to counteract that, I gift you Wholesome Reborn Catnap x Cartoon Dogday

Disclaimer: written at like 12 am in the middle of the night

He hates that dog

Catnap sat on his bed, staring into nowhere. His mind was wandering, thinking of his past life.

The stench of rotting blood, his stomach screaming for food, the cannibalistic mini critters, his hanging body, the prototype.

He did everything correctly, right?

His thought were promptly cut short by the knocking coming from the entrance. He looked at the direction before laying back down and covering himself with the blanket. He didn’t need to see his dumb face right now.

The feline felt relief when the knocking ceased, letting out a sigh as he thinks he went away… That was immediately cut short when the knocking suddenly got louder, he looked up and saw the happy canine knocking on his window, waving at him.

He glared at the dog before standing up and walking to the window, staring directly at him. The canine gestured the cat to open the window which he paired with pleading eyes.

Catnap stared daggers into Dogday before he opened the window, making him drop face flat onto the floor. The canine quickly got up and dusts himself off.

“I knew you were awake!” he smiled brightly at the feline, something about that made his chest feel heavy.

Catnap eerily smiles back “What do you want…” he asked Dogday in a tired voice.

“Well I was just thinking, maybe we could go out together! Like a picnic?” The feline raised an eyebrow at the canine whose face was getting redder by the second. What’s his deal?

“…I don’t have anything for picnics…” he tried to make an excuse, he felt uncomfortable around Dogday. not only because of what he did to him, but every time this dog is around, his chest starts to feel weird and he doesn’t like it.

“Oh that’s fine! We can just get the stuff on the way!” he grabbed Catnap’s hand and got closer to his face, the feline flinched on contact.

“Please please please say yes! It’s been so long since we hung out-!” the canine’s eyes sparkled as he made eye contact with the cat. The weird feeling got even worse for him, what the hell is this dog doing to him??

“…Fine. Just stay away.” he pushed Dogday’s face far from him before he started giggling and hopping up and down.

“Great! Okay I’ll meet you at the bottom!” Dogday waved and climbed down Catnap’s house. The feline just stood there processing all that before letting out a sigh as he followed Dogday.

The two started walking together, Dogday leading in front with energetic skipping as Catnap followed behind, slouching.

“Alright so what we need for a picnic is food, I know just where to get those! Come on, Catnap!” He giggled as he ran faster, the feline just watched the dog happily run off, he remembered when he would watch the other Dogday the same way… He hated it. The way he looked so happy made his stomach churn.

They arrived at Picky’s house, the dog rhythmically knocked on the door. Picky opens it and a smile appears on her face the moment she saw the canine.

“Hi Dogday! What’s the matter?” She placed her hooves on her hips as she asked

“We were wondering if you got some snacks we could have for our picnic?” he pointed at himself and to Catnap whilst he replied

Picky raised her eyebrows for a second before a smirk appeared on her face. “Yeah of course!” she smiled and went back inside, after a few minutes she came back with a basket full of tasty treats.

“Thanks Picky! You’re the best!” he thanked the pig as his tail wagged from happiness.

“No problemo!” the pig leaned to the dog’s ear ‘Have fun with your date’ she whispered, the canine took a moment to process that before his face flushed red, earning a chuckle from Picky

“See you later, you guys!” she waved and went back inside.

The two stood still for a minute until Catnap poked Dogday with his tail, snapping him back to reality “HM!? AH RIGHT! Sorry Catnap-!” he chuckled nervously, trying to stop himself from being a blushing mess.

The feline simply stared at him and shrugged. “Alright-! Let’s go then! I have the perfect place for a picnic!” He grabs Catnap’s hand and started dragging him, the cat froze when they got contact, he felt his face warm up. He hates this dog so much his face is going red… Yeah that’s it.

“Here it is! It looks beautiful isn’t it?” they arrived in a grassy hill, a single tree at the very top and a pretty view of the sky and where their houses were.

The feline stared in awe, he hasn’t seen something this nice before, after all he spent his life underground. He snapped out of the trance the moment Dogday let go of him, for some reason he tried to reach out for his hand again before he pulled himself back.

“Sit down, the grass feels nice!” Dogday placed himself on the grass and patted the spot beside him. Catnap hesitated for a moment but sat down regardless.

The dog started to chatter his mouth away whilst Catnap let his mind wander off, his hand felt empty, he needed to hold something, he didn’t feel this way before. What happened?

He turned his head to look at the dog who was still talking about something he wasn’t listening to. He heard his heartbeat get louder. He hated this dog, he hated him so much.

He hates him, Why else would everything about him make him feel so odd. Why his chest feel weird when he’s around, why his heart skips a beat when they get physical contact, why he thinks about him every time, why he never liked visiting his cell, why he tore his lower half off, why… he felt… empty when he saw him pass.

His eyes drifted to the dog’s hand, why was he so tempted to touch it. He didn’t understand, and before he could figure it out himself, he placed his hand on top of his, that shut the dog up and he looked over at their hands then to Catnap.

He gasped “Ca—!“ “don’t say anything.” Dogday covered his mouth with his remaining hand, the feline held it tighter making the canine’s face go red. His tail started wagging from sheer excitement and happiness.

He hated this dog…

They look up at the sunset.

…Does he really hate the dog? he started to question himself.

If it’s not hate… then what is this…?

His thoughts were disrupted by Dogday scooting closer and laying on him, “Today’s been wonderful, Catnap” he smiled at the feline. He only stared back. A little red tinting his cheeks.

“…yeah.. yeah it has.”

(our boy’s not handling love very well, someone get teacher Bobby on the case)

Atleast I have a mother who can eat everyday.

Atleast I have a mother who can eat.

Atleast I have a mother who can.

Atleast I have a mother who.

Atleast I have a mother.

Atleast I have a.

Atleast I have.

Atleast I.

Atleast.

Atleast you are human.

Atleast.

At the very least.

Maybe.

Not.

You don't speak up.

You don't speak.

You don't.

You.

It is easy to erase both of us when we don't resist.

There is no difference between you and me.

Except atleast you have a voice.

Atleast use it.

At the very least.

Prove you are a human.

At the very least.

Day 178 of the genocide. Children, Women, and Men killed relentlessly. Governments and International Organizations failing to take effective action. Speak up.

Don't just see the number. That's how many stories you'll never get to hear.