#spaggsadopts

I love bones! I love skeletons! She is a perfect angel!

If I don't get her, this can go to her new owner!

wiiith my unusual method :3

this lil Minecraft skin :3

i will put the Planet Minecraft link for it here, so if i dont get Foam, the owner could get the skin :3

Download Here! :3

aaand i also made a little doodle, bc i felt a spark, and i used it up quickly :3

its really just a sketch, but i hope these two qualify as a decent entry

If I don’t get her, it’s fine :3, it can be fan art

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Osie was not amused. Maybe it was the way the human hesitated, or maybe it was the dumb look on his face, but there was just something about the other that screamed ‘idiot’.

Jay, of course, was completely unaware. He just continued adjusting the camera angle, tongue sticking out at the corner of his mouth. What was he trying to do? Well, snap a photo of himself for Char. He was all dressed up nice- as nice as he could be, that was- with his red tangled hair tamed. Ish. It still hung down in his face in small wisps despite his best efforts to keep it nice and tidy.

Osie was an unfortunate witness to this mess. Watching the human push hair out of his face just to have it flop immediately back into place was rather sad, honestly. Not that the wyrm was going to step in. No, he didn't care enough to do so. Instead, he shifted, flopping onto his side with a huff.

Jay had long since accepted that wyrms were going to be dropping by his room; coming in, resting for a bit, then leaving. He had yet to see any of them again, but hey, as long as the little guys were happy and healthy, right?

He didn't even pay attention to Osie at that point, messing with his shirt, tugging and pulling at the creases. Everything had to be perfect. This photo had to look perfect. It-.

Osie sneezed, as if sensing Jay's anxious energy. He raised his little head, eyes narrowing at the human like Jay was disrupting his rest just by stressing.

Jay startled, then forced out a chuckle. He ran a hand through his hair, “Yeah, okay..” He mumbled quietly, gazing at the ceiling. “Judgement accepted.. I get it. I look like a hallmark character.”

Osie didn't quite nod, but didn't seem to disagree either.

“I mean, it's not like I'm proposing, this is a gift- does he even want a gift of me? What if he wants one of the cats or my lynx or or-”

Osie stretched, knocking something off the bed he was resting on- a pencil- with his paw. The two met gaze, Osie looking not at all guilty.

Jay blinked once, slowly. “I see someone here has a temper,” He noted. “That or you're just trying to tell me that you wish to draw yet can't grasp the pencil. And for my own sake? I- don't know which one is better, actually.”

Osie ignored Jay, swiping with his paw to take down the tiny block eraser next, the thing hitting the floor. Then, he shifted onto his back, staring up at Jay to say, ‘Those weren't important, but I am right here.’

Jay raised an eyebrow but sat down anyway, already scratching at Osie's stomach. “Okay, alright. I see how it is. You came here for attention yet I ignore you? How awful of a treatment you're getting!” His smile crossed his expression quickly, his mood being boosted. Being around animals of any kind always seemed to help him tremendously.

Osie wiggled, letting out a happy chirp at the scratches. His back legs kicked out, his long body twisting to lean further into Jay's hand.

“If only getting Char a gift were as easy as this..” Jay sighed. “Probably is, honestly, I'm just overthinking it. But what do you get for a guy so fast he could get anything before you finish your sentence?” He thought a photo was right.. Char couldn't just grab one of those- oh, no, he absolutely could.

“You got any wisdom in there? Or is it just wiggle wiggle wiggle?” Jay asked. He tilted his head a bit to one side, watching Osie. “I'm all ears,”

Osie, in reply, merely gave a full body wiggle before latching onto Jay's hand with his paws, claws digging in slightly. The answer was clear, ‘Scratch forever, Char temporary,’

Which didn't help Jay at all, but okay! Some little guys just had their priorities. He was just going to have to deal with being a hostage of the pets for now. But later? Well, maybe Jay would just try and get that photo. Of his lynx- because if he had to stay in that stupid suit for much longer, Jay was going to explode. Till then? Least one of them was happy.

Submission/Fanart for goober!!