hi!!! is my first time requesting something about yoko so I'm nervous is like coming out of the closet as a yoko fan •́ ‿ ,•̀
I wanted to know if you could do some doodles of Yoko and John, all fluffy and stuff? I absolutely LOVE the elegant design you gave her! I honestly thought she would be interspecies, so their marriage would be even more judged by the press (And remarking more of the hypocrite mindset of it), but the fact that the they're still the same species remark how they still matched each other freak, and we need more yoko ono beauty appreciation frfr. Is okay if you don't want to tho, have a good day!<3
HEHE THANK YOUUU I'm happy to hear you like her design!! :D Sorry I can't do much doodles currently cause I'm con-prepping but here's a doodle I've been wanting to do of them hehe
The reason I made Yoko the same species (or at least, a similar species but a different subspecies) is that in Zootles canon, John doesn't really go out of his way to seek out non-lagomorph partners (Cynthia had been a rabbit too). For all the bravado he has against Carnivores and bigger Herbivores, he's all bark and no bite and interspecies relationships Scare him to half death (see: Paul. And yes, it Was a relationship)
Yoko is a Harlequin Rabbit! In Beastars and Beast Complex canon, Harlequin Rabbits were considered royal breeds and often portrayed as snobbish and lowkey unlikeable by the other rabbits in the series. I think it's a funny thing to potray Yoko as this strange rabbit breed.
Press would often label them as "World's Most Hated Herbivore Couple". John, who'd been a symbol for Herbivore empowerment back then, became a sort of stain on the Herbivore community and Yoko took the brunt of it as well when The Zootles finally broke up. Hell, not even the rabbits appreciated them with how John really fueled the "rabbits are unfaithful creatures" stereotype.
He's a animal, of course he smelled the other the moment he walked past Angel Dust’s hotel room door. Jax blinked, standing there, not entering of course. A knock is in threes, spelling out his name. A common way of knocking on the door to let Angel know who it was.
“Ya okay in there Ang’ ?”
// couldn't resist >w>
shit. shit!
he knows that knock and now he’s basically lagging–— unsure if he should respond or not.
“fuck.”
he hisses to himself quietly before scooping himself up on shaky legs, wobbling over to the door and pressing himself against it.
