thor as a burly smurf
i like neon and i like drawing profiles. here is loki subjected to such
more fun oc art
a shy engineering professor who dresses ridiculously in day to day life and is thus the butt of jokes by her students and colleagues. nevertheless the seemingly harmless vintage baubles she wears during the day double as lethal weapons for her terrorist side job!!! her earrings are chakrams, knives embedded in the heels, bracelets contain compartments for cyanide pills and bullets, etc… yea the physics of her cape make no sense but w/e
mai oc’s floating head among fishes
he’s an intern at a police precinct which his family has headed for generations. originally the family was an organized crime ruling the streets kinda deal but over the years it turned into law enforcement. the precinct is in asiatown or whatever which is pretty peaceful until one day mad serious shit goes down there. this story will never see the light of the day because i like making up characters and their psychological profiles and eating habits and sleeping patterns more than formulating plots
oh my goodness!!! this is ADORABLE beyond belief. i was feeling pretty down but this got a gigantic smile out of me. excuse me while i have the fuzzies all day from the image of tim trying not to smoosh his nose against conner’s beefcake bod
meeya87:
casually reblogging because SHORT FIC ALERT
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Groaning softly at the headache pounding inside his skull, Tim cracked an eye open. And found himself far too close to another human being. In fact, this was just five steps above being too close to someone.
Pulling back so that his nose was not smooshed against whoever was carrying him, Tim groaned. The movement, even though it was small, made the team of jack hammers in his head work double time on his brain.
Attempting to get his hand up to his head was paused halfway when a familiar voice inquired, “Are you alright, Robin?”
Superboy? He was being carried around by the guy he had a crush on? Groaning internally in embarrassment, Tim pressed his face into the back of Conner’s neck and mumbled, “Head hurts.”
“You took a nasty blow to the head.” Conner replied, hoisted Tim up higher on his back. Tim noted that Conner’s hands felt nice and warm underneath his thighs. Not to mention how nice Superboy’s broad back was against his chest. The only thing that really sucked was the view…
“Did we win?” Tim asked, frowning at the way his voice slurred.
“Yes.” Conner turned around as best he could to look at Tim. “Are you sure you’re alright? Your face feels hot.”
“Just fine, thank you.” Tim replied quickly, clearing his throat quickly and attempted to change the topic. “So, what happened after I got knocked out?”
(Source: weaselyperson)
not been feeling the drawing bug lately, so here’s a thing from the archives
banana suit
and that’s p much all for today
Anonymous Asked:
I've been a fan of yours since way back when you drew hetalia a lot and even though proportions may not have been spot on I was like "would you look at all that soul this person draws into each character" and then you just kept getting better. and better. and now you are like one of my favorite artists because your technical skill and ability to bring out so much life in your drawings (sorry I keep clogging your ask boxes!)
oh my god, you have no idea how hard i’m smiling right now from this message. i am really touched that you’ve been following me for so long even from the hetalia days when i (incorrectly) drew triangles under all my noses to approximate a style lol. i am glad that you see life and personality in my drawings, that’s one of the most important things to me artwise. argh, i pretty much have no response other than repeating oh my god, oh my god and fanning myself over and over
don’t worry my inbox has an infinite capacity for kind words, especially insanely nice ones like yours that leave me feeling all smiley and breathless. they are greater than a box of kinderbueno bars