#sampard

but mainly wanted to say as someone who's got folders full of works in progress, don't worry about the time it takes to make something good, the point of art is to enjoy it, i'm just glad you like it enough to share the end product with us. plus it reminded me a few fanart wip's that i don't know if or when they'll get done but i thought you'd enjoy them non the less

OH MY GOD THEYRE GREAT YESYES THANKYOU???? youre so right i love them soso much i do in fact enjoy the Fuck out of them. youre also just right ya we do this because we Love it

chapter 17

Gepard woke up as usual— and quickly found he didn't know what to do with himself so early.

Usually he'd go see Dr. Bissette first thing, but she'd made it absolutely clear yesterday that he didn't need to see her for a checkup so often. It took him a few minutes after waking up, getting dressed while half asleep and eating plain toast as an excuse for breakfast before he spotted his cane and remembered it all.

He didn't really have anything else to do; Lynx was outside the city still and wasn't planning to return until sometime in the late afternoon, and unless Serval was the one to message him first or drag him to whichever cafe she wants to try out after his usual apppointments, she definitely wasn't awake yet. The idea of staying alone with himself in his apartment had left a sour taste on his tongue, but he knew he'd already pushed his leg too far yesterday and didn't want to make it worse by wandering around the Overworld.

He'd hovered around his apartment for a bit before giving in and, making sure to grab his cane, heading down to the clinic.

Sampard sketch for pride

—rated M, alternate universe-modern setting

—fluff and angst

—Belobog/Amphoreus crossover

—wife chasing