Can’t you see it ? It isn’t utility that’s behind his investment in me…nor necessity, nor dependency. I understand you fear a false motive. But this much is clear to me now… I have earned his respect. And after all the tragedies that man has suffered… the loss of Thomas, the events of Charles Town… I have earned his trust. I have his t r u e f r i e n d s h i p and so he’s going to have mine.
If I actually had a digimon it would 100% have plant powers, so Lilymon has always been a favorite of mine.
This one was actually kind of tricky because the original design actually has clothes so I had to figure out how to reference them without looking -too- costumey (I am not actually sure I managed to make it out of costume territory now that I think about it, but I tried really hard). I may kind of change some things once I sit on it for a bit, we’ll see.
I do wanna work on them more and try to find them fitting names still. I wanna give the small dude a diff outfit too cuz the one I gave him is too dull
I wanna try making small comics too but I’m pretty lazy so idk if that’ll happen hah but small dude gets into a lot of trouble cuz he can’t handle himself or protect himself in the wild. He treads onto enemy territory a lot too which makes for centaur man saving him over and over again
Database is complete and all the books are shelved in their correct order! :’D (Bar the other box of 50 that I sent to myself from Kyoto that hasn’t arrived yet.) Need to sort something out for the top shelf - thinking of making some sort of display for various fan merch badges/stickers/keychains I have, as well as setting up the playarts and plushies properly. But, progress!!
Final doujinshi count*: 511
(*including Kyoto ones, I put them on the database before sending and the database is what I’m using to work out the number. There’s probably about 460 on the shelves in this picture.)
they think the cats vs dogs stereotype is hilarious but roxy cant keep it goin for long bc jade cant stop waggin her damn tail and bein adorable in general. theyve probably only done this once or twice before but karkat has this condition where he refuses joy and happiness at every opportunity
i was never rly into runawaystuck the first go around bc everyone made it Dave the Bird: the AU and i can only handle so much strider but my gay furry heart cant deny This
Prompt: For voltron can you do one where hunk and his s/o bond over various dishes and may be is a chef which is how she first grabbed his attention?
“What is it?” You asked eyeing the bright green goo suspiciously. You cautiously picked up your fork and poked at only to lose your appetite when gave a lively giggle.
“I like to call it food goo.” Hunk said, happily putting a spoonful of the stuff in his mouth.
“Why is it green?” You asked.
“I try not to ask those kind of questions.”
“Well does it taste any good?” You inquired.
“Nope. Not really.”
“Ok … Well how do we make it better?” You asked looking around the room at your options.
“I’m not sure it doesn’t really taste like anything. Hmmm … Maybe it needs flavoring. Let’s see if we can find something here to give it some flair.” Hunk pondered as he started to rifle through compartments to find something suitable.
“Oh! So it’s like space tofu! Great idea Hunk!” You praised and started to help him find something that could flavor the goo. You both reconvened at the counter with arm fulls of alien food (or what you assumed was food). You cautiously tasted a few of your ingredients, trying to put a human name to some of the flavors.
“Alright I have an idea!” You said when you found a very familiar flavor combination. You got to work with spicing up your bowl of food goo and when you were satisfied with your work you offered Hunk a spoonful. He took a bit and his eyes widened in delight.
“Oh my god. It’s mac and cheese!” He cried happily. “That’s amazing!”
“What did you make?” You asked eyeing his workstation carefully. It looks like he used the juice of an alien fruit and some ground roots to make whatever mystery was in his bowl.
“I call it goo a la mode.” He smiled. You took a bite and nearly started crying at the flavors that were dancing across your tongue. It tasted just like your mother’s apple pie!
“Oh my god. It’s fantastic.” You sniffled, wiping away your homesick tear from your eye.
“I know right? I think I’m beginning to like this goo … you know unappetizing color aside.”