
Guess who is fuckin with her phone again

Guess who is fuckin with her phone again

She was rushed, she’s stuck on tape on a post it, and she isn’t perfect and full of life the way I’d like her to be for this but I wanted to do something for my dear @captainsnumple as a farewell from this hellbeast of a site. Your smol pink child of the 30th century, who is most certainly Not her mother, who has bunny slippers and bunny pads and bunny plasters all in the name of love. I’ll miss seeing you on here Snumps ♡

A smol peeping Chibs

Beep boop have a tiny sailor moon with bonus (??) sad Chibs

Someday I’ll stop drawing messy sketches but until then have teen Chibs and her ever-changing hair buns

A smol Chibs, growing into her hair
I can’t even begin to tell you how much I fucking love that Haruka’s just like trying to be so ~cool~ and ~suave~ with her thick-ass book (Haruka pls)
I also really…really really love that her head actually fits better on Michiru’s lap. Like, this was a design decision that they came to
“Haruka is OF COURSE going to be with Michiru so let’s have them be all cute and vaguely angsty” (because Haruka just looks so pensive) “but just in case some random fool only buys one of these two angst lords, we really should give her a prop like the skull of her enemy or-”
“oh I know! a book! She just loves those right?”
“………yeah sure, Tommy. Haruka loves books.”

I mean seriously. What’s she even going to do with that thing, brain someone with it? Seduce Michiru with it’s 300 pages of color illustrations of muscle cars?