It’s Shalala’s birthday!! One of my favorite things about her art are the amount of pictures of Snowman being a total dick to Slick and I guess I wanted to fold in the birthday theme with cake
ahhhh this is perfection captured in one pic <33 ohh man that poor man, THANK YOU SO MUCH!
OH MAN how… how did you know that i love them as exiles, that i love jack/slick <> dignitary/droog AND that i love those two beating the crap out of each other? HOW DID YOU KNOW
you’re a wizard, my friend, and thank you so much THANK YOU SO MUCH
A surprise birthday gift for the lovely wachtelspinat! In which the surprise is that it’s inexcusably late a Robert McGinnis homage.
Happy getting older. :>
aww man thank you so much <3!
i really love this and it’s creepy at the same time since i sketched something yesterday that was based on the same idea/robert mcginnis picture °_° hive mind. except that in my pic she was crushing his hand down on the keys with her heels…
…says the intruder who’s standing in front of her bed at 3am.
this is beautiful
Is it weird for me to really like how this artist draws Snowman’s face?
It’s…okay, this is going to sound bad, and I swear that’s not how I mean it. She’s not conventionally attractive, but at same time she’s got this really compelling sensuality to her that I just really love. She has a horse face and sleeps in lacy underwear, and to me that just screams “I am a confident woman in my prime who doesn’t need a man — BUT I HAVE ALL OF THEM ANYWAY >:D”
I really hope I didn’t offend anyone, ESPECIALLY not the artist, oh my god I seriously do love the way he or she draws Snowman, I guess I am just really bad at expressing that.
anyway it’s slick<>droog and stabdads (peripherally) and it details the behind the scenes of Vital Statistics; aka, what happened at Felt Mansion while Karkat was freaking out elsewhere
i also figured i would do something kind of fun and give you a little insight into how i write
a lot of my writing is music-based, actually; this fic is a really good example. so i added in the titles/artists and bolded the songs i was listening to while i wrote each bit. i dunno why i thought anyone else might be interested, but it does kind of show how i work
anyway, so snowman’s a bitch, slick gets some bits of him removed, droog does surgery, slick freaks out and then they have a discussion about wildlife. it all makes sense in context
uhhh why did i draw this i never wanted this to happen maybe because i had the urge to draw 50’s mc 2 month ago but was simply too laaaaazy to do so and now it’s everywhere and kinda really cool so i put on some really cool music and yes, now i’m joining in. or maybe because i’m really really tired and my first days as a volunteer at the hospital were kinda cool i guess but being a nurse is fucking hard work, i understand now.
when i was in kindergarten all the children had a little plastic plate with a specific symbol on it on the wardrobe and the beds and drawers so they knew where to put their clothes and stuff…
because this morning the first thing i pretty much saw was shalala’s picture of jack/bec noir and it reminded me that jack noir is a scary, batshit insane motherfucker
so obviously wat do
write horrible jack noir/spades slick non-con makeout fic
uh i guess it could be pretty upsetting, sorry everyone
ok i usually don’t draw things like this but today i don’t care because today luckyspike wrote this beautiful fiction because of one my silly drawings and becausebecausesdkjflksdjflskd
hmm. i imagine bec/the sovereign slayer being taller than original jack/slick because of the prototyping or i don’t know… and whoops his mask is gone, i don’t know where it went.
and sorry for messy sketch but i have to go to bed now i need sleeeeep
ok so basically i wanted to draw my headcanon slick’s left hand because i have something in mind for it but then it just didn’t worked as i planned and the part i wanted to draw isn’t even on the pic anymore and yeah, well, you know… shit.
and then i wanted to work on that important project but i got frustrated because i have to work this weekend… so yeah, this happened.
Got a new short piece up, partially for Astharose (who made this) and partially for Shalala (who made everything wonderful, but specifically this), because all you artists are amazing and I want to make you things forever. <3
path path path aaaaaaaaaa you just transformed my highly shitty day into a wonderfully sunny one <3
hell this is one of my favorite songs currently… because everytime i show it to someone they are like “hmm the beginning is kinda boring” but when the piano hits in at around 4:30 i can see their tears because it’s too beautiful
if there’s one more person that says my snowman looks like a dude in a way that’s all like “i need to remind you that women have to look like women” i swear to god i’m going to punch you in the mouth
ever considered that it’s INTENTIONAL?
i WANT her to look like that
i mean i can understand when people mean that like some kind of critique but i wouldn’t draw her like that OVER AND OVER AGAIN if it’s not intentional 8( and i’m really mad that apparently women have to be all beautiful and delicate and i don’t even know…
Messing around with the midnight crew just for the fun of it, my heart still belongs to Shalala’s versions
ohh mann wie ich 2 stunden gebraucht hab ums anzuschaun nur weil du die ma wieder GUCKEND malen musstest :U
bubi <333
EDIT: also look at those guys, that’s what they really would look like, i just keep drawing my slick because i can’t handle evil-glaring-midget-mobsters
so today i attended to my first volunteer service seminar by the german red cross and… let me describe it with one word: kindergarten.
at the end all the participants were standing outside the building in a circle, giving each other stupid names and playing a little game of hide and seek…
advanced training.
so anyways the only good part was that one of the teamleaders looked like a perfect sleuth. he had the perfect height, the perfect hair, the perfect nose, just a little bit too much facial hair but who cares… and then he started drawing little telephones on the chalkboard