So unfortunately these little guys have been sitting around in my gallery, collecting dust... I haven't gotten much interest towards them, and I dunno if it's cause I'm making them too expensive, so I thought I'd try making them PWYW, instead. I just want them to go to good homes uvu

If you're interested in buying one of these, please send me a note telling me which one. I will then send you my paypal and mark the Sqwud as sold. When I get the payment, I'll send you the full-res version.

*$1.00 minimum
*Sqwuds are a closed species
*Please don't draw them in NSFW situations

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LORE:
Skwuds are a species unlike any other. Within an instant they are created, a mass of life suddenly floating amongst the stars. It is unknown how long Skwuds live, but it is much, much longer than life on earth. They float through space, exploring planets, galaxies, and universes, and take in all that other living organisms experience. They are naturally curious and outgoing creatures, and love to be social, once they find other living things to spend time with. Their personalities begin to shine through once connections have been made. They communicate with one another, and with other species, through telepathy, and normally do not speak. They do not walk, either, but float. Skwuds are made of space stuff - they can feel like a thick fog, mist, clouds, wool, or even cotton candy. They tend to behave the way octopuses do and can sometimes change color, pattern, and texture, but once they've found a pattern and color scheme they like, they stick with it. Sometimes it takes a while for Skwuds to find their real 'homes'. Since they are 'born' within the vacuum of space, they are left to wander, with nothing but love and intrigue in their weird little hearts. It may take some time for them to become accustomed to their new homes once said homes have been found, and their eagerness can come off as... Strong, annoying, or just plain over-bearing, they mean well and are simply searching for connections. Those that know of these creatures tend to think of them as the 'hippies of space,' since they can spend most of their lives planet-hopping, and accept whoever they meet with open space-tentacle-arms. If you've managed to run into one, you may want to consider yourself lucky! You just made a friend for life!