Spine laying across Sam's back, poking him gently and playfully.

Spam sandwich

Oh my god bruh

YOU CAN KISS SPINE

saw update right as i was going to sleep. i need to see her myself

flawed sam fingering himself

[terato] party of one #freakoutside

thank you! huuuge fan of your sam i’m flattered :-)

THANK YOU!!!

human contact #freakoutside

MY GOD!!!!!! LOUD RAUCOUS CHEERING

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spin3 tickling s4m lowkey almost embarrassed to post but NO!!!!!! cute s4m feet

Commission for @supersubjuicer.bsky.social based on a fic of his!! #Freakoutside Spint. Spint you have no use for underwear give those back

A shoddy doodle of Spine (a giant muscley boney fleshy skinless mess of 8 limbs) laying on top of Sam, crushin him against his bed. three of her hands pet his hair and face.

Ah!

A single page, greyscale comic of Sam and Spine from the video game L*ok O*tside. Spine, a flayed-human homunculus whose multiple rib cages splay open on her 'back' & lives in an overlapping reality that has time move forward 27 seconds for every 1 in ours, is roped into helping Sam start up a heart shaped glass bong to help treat his pain from his recently amputated left arm (his stump side is pointed away from the viewer). Spine, instead of capping off the mouth of the bong, holds the smoke in her skinless jaws and gets slightly intoxicated herself. She decides to lunge forward and pass the remaining smoke to Sam via a technique called 'shotgunning', where the smoke is passed from open mouth to open mouth. Sam can be seen opening his mouth for the smoke through Spine's partially corporeal lower jaw. They both marvel at how much more solid the other feels, either through Spine's practice phasing into Sam's layer of reality, or the altered state provided by the marijuana use, or both.

#FreakOutside
#DoubleChinWeek2026
I said I'd get this done by 'today', but I'm an East-Coat Liar, West-Coast Truther.
I'm doubling up on evilscarymuffin's Damn fanart a little, but I sketched this Sunday night because valentines day just makes everyone want to shotgun Sam, it seems.

i think the funniest part about this is her going “um”, like yeah sam is the weird one here huh

my 3 things i wish more fan content of spine would let her do

1. experience domesticity in some manner
2. orgasm
3. be just a little cringefail

There was a silly idea I had in my head for a while that I ended up combining with my urge to draw more ass [body horror tag for Spine] #freakoutside

i need to draw women

@ultraohwormhole.bsky.social thank you bestie for this gift

Just as Sam was starting to get comfortable with the changes in his body, his loneliness ripped that satisfaction from his hands. When he had a job, his mind was too preoccupied with it to consider what his hormone therapy was doing to his libido. He could tell it was stronger than before, but not enough to be problematic. Attempts to play with himself a couple times experimentally didn't elicit the kind of euphoria he expected from the way other people talked about it, but he had enough distractions in his life to shrug it off and focus on other things. After his injury, it started to get harder to ignore… massage therapy for his partial paralysis made it abundantly clear that he craved physical contact with somebody else. As pathetic as it felt, even completely platonic kneading turned him on more than his own hands ever could. Moreover, having his siblings over to assist with his recovery - especially when they brought their children with them - meant he didn't really have the opportunity to adequately tend to it. Trying to pleasure himself manually when they weren't around had barely any effects, and he was too scared to buy toys or other aids, for fear of them being found by his family. He couldn't bear the thought of being caught like that; the embarrassment would've killed him. Even a vibrator that he could have excused as being for physical therapy - especially for his neuropathy - felt like it would skirt the line enough to call their judgment. Once they left him, and he was truly alone, he started getting truly desperate. He no longer had the money to spend on something so extravagant as masturbatory aids, but his loneliness and lack of distractions amplified his need to relieve his pent-up urges a hundredfold regardless. While not completely incapable of pleasuring himself, the amount of time and effort it took for such meager, fleeting release began to frustrate him, and his dysphoria began to slowly return as his dissatisfaction consumed him.

Little did he know his eventual relief would arrive in the wake of world-ending circumstances, and come in the most unlikely of forms...

SoMEthING ELsE?!?!? #freakoutside

[ voyeurism ]
(ALT cw; narrative about dysphoria)

SO KIND you are so crazy right, 1 million spines always and forever

YEAAAAH big fan of how you draw her

Samspine anyone. Her greed sickens me #freakoutside

bluh

calming some nerves

Harriet shoulder deep in the core of Jeannes body . send tweet #freakoutside

Stretchface splayed out on it's back, huffing, it's dick erect as it complains about how awful the experience is.

Stretchface jerking it's dick as it once again complains about how awful the experience is, saying: "I-I don't have time for this.. This is awful..."

[Body Horror, Monsterfuckery]
Resident dark apartment creature jerking it's woeful and pitiable shmeat.
#freakoutside

i want her to carry me around like airport luggage

A pixel art painting of Spider Husk. They're sitting down, holding seven beers in seven hands, the eighth holding their cane. Loose skin and unusual formations of viscera drape over their fat body, striped with prominent veins. They smile cheekily at the viewer.

#freakoutside yall mind if they join you for brewskis?

stick your penis inside of the vending machine #freakoutside

The trials and sticky tribulations of inhabiting a strange new body as you traverse a land/time that isn't your own.
Oh won't somebody help this poor gangly thing?
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#art