#rabby

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this is proof that im finally posting something over here

drew this on my school ipad's procreate lol

dont mind the buncha tags and boring description

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.

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They're in Riley's room. They're in her room, her heart is racing, her hands are shaking and she's holding her breath - she was breathing weird, too loud, too deep and it felt like nothing could make it right so she just decided to stop doing it all together. Problem solved.

There's a gorgeous woman in her room, she's wearing Riley's sweater and no fucking shirt and she's in here because she intends to take that off and fuck, fuck, fuck, she needs air.

Abby's by her bed when Riley finally gives in and takes a sharp breath, it's even louder now - she's weighing the pros and cons of just holding it again until she passes out when Abby speaks.

"So where do you keep your sweaters, Doc?"

"In the oven."

"Oh yeah?"

"Jeans are in the broiler thing underneath."

"Bras in the microwave?"

"No, Holland." Riley speaks slowly, like this is obvious to the whole world. "You can't put metal in there."

Abby laughs "Yeah, duh." She looks down, blushing, shuffling in place. Squirming.

Her nerves manage to settle Riley's.

"What's your preference then?" Riley heads to the closet, opens it and starts sifting.

"Can I interest you in a poly/cotton, Princeton exclusive - courtesy of the Champion apparel company?"

"I've grown fond of the cashmere actually."

"Bougie. I can respect that."

Riley grabs a handful of random options (it's not like either of them actually care at this point) and turns back to Abby. Abby, who has made herself comfortable ON Riley's bed while her back was turned. She's sitting on the edge, hands behind her as she leans back just a bit, just enough to stretch the sweater so Riley's eyes can trace the outline of her bra - which she does, pretty shamelessly.

Okay, yeah - pussyfooting over.

"Abby?"

"Riley."

She starts walking, closing the distance between them. Somewhere along the way, the clothes in her hands disappeared. She's not too worried though, her hands have higher priorities at the moment.

"I don't want to give you another sweater."

"...Okay."

Riley stops when their knees touch and Abby stares, nodding.

"And I don't want you in that one anymore either."

Abby takes a beat to process and Riley waits. It doesn't take long, Abby sits up, her hands going to Riley's waist and it looks like she's going to stand. Riley's faster, her hands are on Abby's shoulders and she applies pressure, enough to make sure she stays seated.

"Riley -"

"Nah, you're good right there."

And then Riley's down at eye level, their lips meet and finally, finally, finally they get their first taste of this.

1) waittttt...why did it take FOUR FUCKING YEARS for them to kiss lol WHYYYYYYYY

Anyone ready for spooky time???

Is Dreadbear still relevant? I just love this spooky giant and i want a plushie ( i love plushies)

Here is glitchtrap with his Halloween 🎃 outfit!