Hey, I have a one question. Did I can draw your human Zim? I really love your design, and I notice that fact that you always says do not draw him without your permission, so that's why I'm here. And for some time I'll be little busy, but when I find some free time I will draw him. And if you want I can inform you about it. Does that suit you?
I don’t mind you drawing him at all! You’re free to make fanart for sure ;w; I only want people to ask to use the art if that’s what they want v/w/v ! So yeah, go ahead!! Thank you for being so considerate!
there’s a really important difference between “I love this villainous evil character because they make the story way more interesting but I recognise that they’re a terrible person who deserves to be dropkicked into the sun” and “I love this villainous evil character and I will defend them with my life they are a precious sinnamon roll here’s 10,000 words of meta about why their behaviour is justified here’s 8000 angsty headcanons about how they’re secretly insecure and probably abused here’s my dubious justification for why they deserve a completely unearned redemption arc even though they’ve shown zero remorse or desire to change at all yes I know they gleefully murdered a bunch of people but if you look really closely at this screenshot you’ll see their dad didn’t give them enough attention as a child so actually they’re the real victim here”
Bitty groans and holds onto the blankets but Ransom gets a good grip on them and rips them all off at once.
“Justin Oluransi I swear if you don’t let me sleep I’m never making pie for you again. I mean it. I need my rest. I was up late studying.”
“I was to studying.” He only talked to Jack for ten minutes. Fifteen tops. “And if you don’t let me sleep for the remaining 25 minutes that I am allowed I am taking every single piece of dessert that I make here and bringing it to the LAX house. You’re going to ruin it for everyone.”
“Jeeze,” Ransom says with a roll of his eyes. “So dramatic. Just like your boyfriend.”
an innocent boy deceived by a man promising him a chance to be something more, who swam for his life with death looming so close he could taste it, feel its hooks still clasped around his burning throat, homeless and deprived of family….received by the cold streets of the barrel, a place where he developed a lock pick mind, a scheming face, a new family, and a taste for revenge. sounds a lot like kaz, but I mean wylan