#handsel

Sketchbook pages with my dreamon babs. Yall know Hamme and The Bean of course.

“Hey, wait up!”

☆ . there was no point in continuing to hide from his classmates. he’s already run in to the one he dreaded the most-- the main cause of him staying away from the others, so why the hell not engage now? he knew celes was around, but god would he avoid speaking to her any chance he got. this seemed to be a good ice breaker. he had a soft spot for pets he wouldn’t speak about. 

send a pencil and i’ll draw your muse as a pokemon! | accepting

“Sheer, stupid curiosity, Owada-kun.”

Chihiro could recognize Celestia from a mile away. She always kept herself looking prim and proper, her gothic lolita aesthetic hardly every straying even in times of isolation. Maybe it was all she ever had to wear, deciding to never own anything more casual. The more Chihiro ever tried to imagine Celestia in anything other than a frilly, black-white and red dress, it never looked right.

So, naturally, the programmer would find her in a coffee shop, delicately sipping on some royal milk tea. There was no doubt after her outburst toward Hifumi, that the tea was made exactly to her liking. The cup stopped halfway to her lips, both former Despair Hotel’s tenants looking at each other. The unease of finding a friend in such a strange situation was only combated by the relief that followed. The programmer moved to the empty chair across from the gambler, but did not sit.

The ironclad doors gave way, flew open from the force of his kick. The clang of impact echoed all throughout this fated encounter’s stage. A massive room, it was, with black-and-white tiled floors. The red bulkheads, spread over the walls and converging at the domed ceiling’s top, kinda gave the place a “cage match” vibe. 

An aesthetic that Travis Touchdown could appreciate.

Speaking of whom... He strutted forth. Blood Berry’ receiver resting on his shoulder, blade of light burning bright, somehow causing him neither discomfort nor pain. The otaku’s eyes were deadly serious, but at the same time?

The man couldn’t stop the cocky smirk. 

“Yo! Hero’s finally here! And for your sake, he better be just in time!” 

... Eh. I’d give that line a 5/10.