P: is that his dream?
Me: Why would Picchu dream of marrying both Maya and Chimi?
P:…
Me:…
Me: I mean, that’s not a bad dream…
(Picchu being the best man/godfather💪🏻😎)
Maya would kick all of their ASSES in a 1v4 at that ball game. PERIOD. 😩🤌🏻💖
CAT LA NOCHE🗣️🗣️🗣️
I’m on spring break right now so expect a lot of stuff.
Maya in the Super Mario Bros, Super Show! style. I’m definitely gonna make the other four in this style. Also, GO WATCH ITT! That show was my whole childhood. Sadly there aren’t any other language translations on youtube, but the show is also on, freevee, Amazon prime, and tubi! (Hopefully those have other translations)💖
I know have a funny idea for a cracked fanfic. Grins.
I genuinely can’t tell if this is good or naw…🐈
HE LOOKS SO FUZZY
Zatz as a northern red bat.
And yes, he has a fluffy top.
Don’t we all get that type of feeling where we start comparing our art/edits to other people and start feeling as if your art/edits are shit but than you remember that those people probably have more experience? And on top of that it’s almost the end of the semester? And It feels like you’ve been hit by a dump truck? Anyway
BUT GUYS LOOK, SHE RIDE‼️‼️
It’s wabbit season! Featuring lop-Maya and jack-Zatz!
I’m not a furry, I swear…
La Muerte Owl design.
touya todoroki embodied the profound eldest daughter pain in every single way. the vigilance of not giving in to the love you’re finally offered too late because it feels like a betrayal to the pain your younger self has felt and carried forever…..vs the screaming, wailing, childlike ache at the mere thought that the ones you always begged for attention have finally looked your way, and the misery it took to get there…..the mental image of the child you were when you finally broke, recognizing that that part of you has never really gone away……and then his final scene…the guilt of leaving your innocent younger sibling behind in all the terror so that you can seek out what YOU need, likely to their detriment….the pain of knowing you harbored hatred toward them because they were beloved when you were not….and coming to understand that they, too, suffered, even if it didn’t look the same, and that now you’ve contributed to that suffering, and what does that make you?…..god i will never ever ever recover from him. he carried too much, too long, just like all of us.