#struggle suit

[studioalmain]

MODEL GRAPHIX SPECIAL - STAR FRONT GALL FORCE (1988)

Two rare sights online, I personally scanned and colored in some of Kenichi Sonoda’s lovely Gall Force art from the Model Graphix special for your delectation. :3c

First comes from the back cover sans dust cover and depicts Patty in an unused power armor not featured in the story proper.

Second is Rabby in her Struggle Suit with it’s iconic rabbit ears (hur hurrr get it it’s a punnnn) often featured in the model comic and in promo material, but alas a colorized version of the lineart is excruciatingly rare online, so I recreated it here.

Compare it to the vinyl model of Rabby they released around the same time!

[kiisaes]

i sentence you two to eternal pining

[milesofstars]

dont worry about it jason...

[nekrosmos]

Making out after their date 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨​🍷​

[hinamie]

looks at hair slicked back megu I Could Fix Him

[jellynotbees]

Alright Narinder says no more bunny

(Click for better quality if necessary I never know if its gonna be blurry or not)

[copia]

endless ghifs 6/? ⛧ source — "So if you meet me, have some courtesy; have some sympathy, and some taste!"

[roboticchibitan]

Once again thinking about the ATLA post series (not in continuity with the comics) fanfic I'll never write that follows Azula going to work in Iroh's tea shop in Ba Sing Se and her ensuing struggle with psychosis and realizing she was in the wrong and is just as much the victim of an abusive parent as Zuko was.

In this story Iroh tries to help her and at first she HATES it. She hates his kindness, she hates the sadness on his face when he sees her struggling, she hates all of it. At one point she snaps at Iroh to stop pitying her and he says, "Don't you know the difference between compassion and pity?" And she snaps back that they're the same thing and he replies, "You're wrong, Azula. Pity is simply feeling sad for someone's circumstances. Compassion is the desire for their circumstances to get better." And it hits her like a ton of bricks that this man, unlike her father, wants what's best for her. He's only ever treated her with kindness and she's disrespected him and called him weak for it and it's the most actual love she's ever received from a father figure in her fifteen years of life. And she wants nothing more than to cry in his arms but she can't yet because she doesn't know how to show weakness in front of anyone because of what her father did to her.

I see a post floating around sometimes where someone said that as a child, Azula is the scariest character, but as an adult, she's the saddest and I agree. She was 15. She deserves a redemption arc.

[0l-unreliable]

Fliipping thru the SB

[milkybishop]

"- but with whom can you sit in water?"

and who can hop in the bath with you to make a show of not caring about your tattoos, and how can you not find it hard to hide your disdain at the attempt.

because either this is a trap you have blindly walked into again . . . or he really does love you and could have loved you all this time. and despite all that-

you cannot turn from the path that you are on.

[bg-anon]

@rvspecter @blush-and-books Saw you guys were wondering whether or not he uses teeth in that one post. So here ya go! Slowed down and brightened (to the best of my abilities because I've never created/edited gifs before). I was just going to do the neck scene but I wanted to see this entire scene with better light, unfortunately, I can only show you the lower-quality versions because of the upload limit.

[itsstilltru]

I finally did it ~ AM and Ted reverse au

I’m so proud of AM’s suit

I just love this shot like wtf I drew a slightly angled pov???

Bonus sketches

[mxsqerxde]

some kh4/modern au designs

[hanihaato]

a/n: yandere sunday x female reader, mentions of abduction and incapacitation, drabble

Waking up from your carefully crafted dreamscape has been a little more challenging for Sunday since he got you by his side.

Parting with you is difficult too, but he considers it a real hurdle the moment he wakes up in a dreampool, with you in his arms and always embracing you from behind. In the lukewarm water, your warmth is tempting, and he can feel your heartbeat.

You wouldn’t know how he instantly takes in the sight and gives in to the temptation. His guilty pleasure is pressing his cold lips to your exposed neck as a good morning.

Having you asleep is a fine quality as well; though the thought that almost every bit of your relationship was formed in dreamscape—"so it isn’t real," you argue when you feel cheeky or angry enough to test his limits once again—your sleeping form is an artwork.

There is no hatred towards him in your pretty eyes, and you don’t shy away from his touch. You don’t grimace as he holds you closely, nor do you wipe his kisses when he relishes your lips. Finally, he can kiss your hair, hold your hand, kiss you senseless so that your sleeping body will start gasping for air.

He can’t wait to tell you, once he’s back, how much more beautiful you have gotten over the past months. Your visage in the dreamscape hasn’t aged a bit, but he will tell you all about it: how your hair got a bit longer, and soon he will have to cut a bit shorter, how just you like it.

“Of course, you can do it yourself, my dear darling,” he always promises with that dulcet voice when you demand to let you leave. Sunday promises to show you how to wake up from this fever dream only under a tiny condition that always makes your voice hitch and heart clench painfully. If you sign that wedding contract that lies in your room, he will kiss you awake.

A few minutes after he told you this, you found out the contract doesn’t burn in imaginary fire and is from a funny material that hardly tears apart.

Your captor has the power to organize the ceremony with a snap of his fingers if he ever wants to. No one would ask for your opinion, as your status is nothing compared to Sunday’s.

And while he presents it as “his graciousness”, to have you sign your name whenever you will finally make up your mind, you know it’s solely for his delight. Now, what could please a man more than a lover willingly submitting herself to him? Nothing, as the stakes are too high: free will and pure love.

But don’t worry. He might be cold and controlling, but you could never call him impatient.

You can be sure Sunday will still be by your side when the insanity finally takes over you, and you decide to sign that damned contract.

Take all the time you need. It’s not like your nightmare will end when you wake up.

[abstractfrog]

didnt expect to be super gay for mrs hudson but whatever

[weirdnico]

they went out for ice cream after that