but-the-biscuits

. • ° *✨WILD  DOG✨ * ° • .

Soo… even tho I love my old fursona with all my gooey guts, she never really got stick with me as like… my main fursona. I designed Biscuit more based on me, picking one of my favorite animals (the African Wild Dog), the way I dress, my “tomboyish” attitude, and neutral pronouns.

I’m really happy with the result, and I hope y’all like them too!

if i had a nickle for everytime some asked me “why watch someone else when you could just play the game yourself?” id have enough money to afford to buy a console, a computer, and all the games id ever wanna play

anonymous asked:

Since you probably have enough headcanons to create whole Altea and galaxy around it, do you have any ideas/desings about young Haggar?

gimme dat pastel hair

So I hc her being once a Royal scientist. A member of an extended Royal family, like not to high, but up there. So she be like a distant great Aunt to Allura.

She’s was around the same time as Coran’s grandfather. She is slightly younger than him

When I got this Ask in the middle of the night, I quickly wrote this out. Enjoy-

  • Once there was a royal scientist
  • One of the greatest of her time
  • Gifted with power of the universe life itself. Discovered such wonders. Created such good.
  • But soon she wanted more. To make her home the beacon of all. To tower over all else.
  • But her methods grew cold and wrong.
  • She told her plans to everyone.
  • They gave her looks of concerns and horror and told her to go further no with her goals.
  • She ignored their worries and carried on.
  • She discovered such new things so powerful that can change everything.
  • But she hurt more to gain these results. More pain was caused.
  • Her work didn’t stay hidden for long.
  • She was caught and put in front of court of all.
  • They listened to her reasons. She stayed true to her goals. To bring them to the top.
  • Her goals originally pure but her methods nowhere close. It was not right. They couldn’t let her go any longer.
  • She was angry. Claimed their cautious and worry would end them all. Afraid to take a little more. 
  • They need to rise to survive. To take over all. They refused. Their downfall she would be a part of.
  • Her punishment. Her work destroyed. Her gift locked away. And she was sent away to the darkest depths banishment for causing harm.
  • She thought perished, never known if on the way or far away.
  • But no.
  • She shifted. She changed. To pass impossible limits. She still thrives strong.
  • Building slowly. Gathering followers that honour her goals. Returning her power to the top and over. 
  • Altea will regret denying her. She’ll achieve her goals to show them all. She grows stronger and waits
  • A doubting Guardian of the Air comes to her. Seeking her knowledge and power.
  • She grabs the chance and starts slowly poisoning the Air.
  • She was never truly forgotten, her life stayed as a caution to others. That how going on the path for growing of power for no concerns for others. 
  • Dead and rotten they become. Not recognisable as their before.

Kinda makes me think of a bedtime story for Altean and others children.