No Offense But Sorry Sorry Sorry Naega Naega Naega Meonjeo Nege Nege Nege Bbajyeo Bbajyeo Bbajyeo Beoryeo

Thought I’d finally share the full version of my piece for the MHA @truecolorszine! I had a lot of fun working with a limited palette!

Lance: Keith has a really bad mullet. No good for the girls.

Keith: *Wheezing from laughter* gIrLS

Kiribaku redraw of my old art

alignment of people based on their favorite villian

Every night you dream that you talk to a genie, when you wake up you can't remember what you wished for. One morning you wake up with a giant crab pincer replacing your right arm. What do you do?

hi

spin this wheel of all the pokemon. you now have to fight this pokemon. just you and it, bare-knuckle

Update

Guys, can you please promise me that you will respect Voltron for the way it is and respect the creators and directors for doing so much to entertain us? They don’t need our harsh input about the relationships we want to see in a show meant for everyone to enjoy. It’s not fair to them, the actors, the designers and the writers, not to mention the people who also love the show as well. Promise me you will respect them. Promise me you’ll be nice. Promise me no matter what happens in the show, you will strive to love it. Promise me you won’t threaten anyone if they have a different ship than you or if a certain character you love is not their favorite. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion and that’s fine! Let’s just keep a leveled head about our love for the show, that was meant to be enjoyed by everyone but mostly the younger generations. Promise me you’ll strive to make this fandom nice and beautiful like it was at the start of Season 1. Promise me you’ll accept what others have to say about the show and their opinions. Promise me that the creators, writers and voice actors didn’t create such a beautiful thing for nothing.

Promise me.

“Not all men” I say, “there is but one who is purely good.” But which man am I referring to? In Iceland, deep in the woods and the snow, there lives a lad raised by wolves who feasts upon sunbeams and loves all of nature, unburdened by man’s sins. Tenderly, he strokes a hungry squirrel, sharing with her the last acorns of the autumn harvest. A tear rolls down his cheek. Who is he

Komaeda Nagito from Danganronpa - Aluminum Foil Sculpture