Carltober: Sans + Superwolf
Flynn sighed. "What the hell is going on now?" he said, tired mroe than anything. Carl was like Hela from Norse mythology, except on one side he was a skeleton with a blue eye and hoodie and on the other a wolf in a superhero costume. ...
Carltober: Sadness
Chase might have been the "otters love water" kind of guy, but Carl also connected the dots of sadness to the ever-giving liquid. He thought of clouds, of azure depths, even though both things were rare in the desert. Lake Emma could be the...
Carltober Friends Best Friends
B is for band, the one thing every teen wants to try but we never got the time and I owe to dysfunction E is for energy, the anxiety in my mind calmed by marijuana clouds, oh now I can get by. S is for sun, the daystar demon making me and the...
Carltober: Carl x Jeremy
Carl woke up first. Jeremy's musk welcomed his nostrils. It started off arousing him at first, but it now was a symbol of comfort. Guess now he new how all his friends dating otters felt like. How did it come to this? How did a bully, turned...
Carltober: Dawn Hound outfit
"Does this make me look fat?" Carl said, strutting into the room. "Obviously" Flynn answerred bluntly. He slapped his squamate tail on the couch, not out of happiness like a dog but simply to motion the ram to come over. Carl happily obliged,...