CAN YOU STOP SENDING ASKS ABOUT IT? Okay how many times have I explained how that ship makes me super fucking uncomfortable???? I really despise it cause it just makes me so anxious and it just UGHTUHG!!! IT MAKES ME A NERVOUS WRECK CAUSE IT JUST HURTS YANNO? I DON’T KNOW WHY BUT IT DOES ALRIGHT? Like, I don’t wanna make the people who DO like it mad but, pleasEEE!! Respect me for it okay?? Sure, I hate the ship but I don’t hate the people who ship it!! They don’t mean no harm!! Just please stop sending me asks about it cause it just makes me so anxious and it really really hurts ughhgh,,,
I started out on this journey to create a master post of all the times Howard has suggested that he would absolutely date/bang/marry Jason had they not both been born (presumed) straight males (presumed because well, I assume that is the hang-up), but it turns out their love (and in some cases, pure lust) is much more than that. So this got out of hand quickly.
Before we get started, a slight disclaimer from Howard:
I am such a sucker for the holiday season, so I am super excited to draw my favorite WoY characters in holiday shenanigans.
This particular picture takes place post-finale; while trying to get home in the middle of a blizzard, Angela happens across a scrawny, shivery woman in need of aid. Angela, having learned a lesson or two from the silly orange man and his Zbornak friend that saved her life, offers a helping hand.
And then there’s Melodie, who looks away from Angela for one second and looks back to see her approaching the former galactic heathen who destroyed their last planet.
Will the shivering green bean accept Angela’s gift of kindness? Or will she kick this small strange child in the face?? Tune in next time!