:^)

The Huntress

I was juking the Huntress' clutches and axes so much that her dead dad came back from the dead as a poltergeist to help his murderous daughter catch my fat ass. She reacted like a child receiving a Christmas gift when she saw me dangling mid-air by the back of my shirt. She thanked her dad before taking me to a moldy stained table and cracking my skull open with a hatchet :)

Spider-Society Zoom Calls

I don't always like what I have to do.

(Across the Spider-Verse spoiler)

Everyone, I’m delighted to say that the Aggie.IO sessions are finally complete! There were so many familiar names and quirky, talented artists all mixed up into one canvas. I love the energy you guys put out, people having fun chatting, sharing interests and ideas while making each other laugh, drawing together as a community. ╰(*´∇ `*)╯♡

1st session theme: General DBZ

2nd session theme: Icejins

3rd session theme: HFIL (My fav canvas)

Final session theme: HFIL 2 The Electric Boogaloo (post Cooler reveal)

OF COURSE, You may tag yourself if you joined and point out your drawings, esp the GigaCells and the Birthing Cell I’m looking at u. Also, I really do appreciate the ‘little me’s’ drawn by you guys, it was so unexpected but I love it, it’s so adorable!😂♥️

A bonfire mashup is a must:

These are always fun and exciting to carry out, I just love drawing with people while chatting. Surprisingly, the sessions are mild and less cursed than before! Thank you to everyone that participated in the Aggie.IO sessions and Thank you for 3K followers and interactions (that’s like 5 schools amount to me) Love you all♥️💕♥️💕

Spider Noir when everyone was out chasing Miles

Edit: made it black and white after @razoren pointed how SpiderNoir only sees in monochrome out^^

THIER IS NO PROFESY.

THIER IS ONLEE ME.

teenagers are scary

Wanted to draw them!!!! it’s been a while since i rendered faces so it was good practice

I don't really know how to encapsulate the impact Akira Toriyama's work has had on my life.

As a scared and stressed little kid,I tried to make sense of my life in the context of some great battle that just had to be endured. I dreaded it and I hated *that* I dreaded it - that I wasn't some shining hero ever-ready to stand up straight and face whatever would come.

And Toriyama wrote a story about this whimpering little boy at odds with all these archetypal warriors all around him that I studied like a holy book.

To this day, when life is particularly exhausting, I'll notice little doodles of an exhausted and weepy little Gohan on the margins of scrap paper, and I imagine him getting up, patting clothes to shake off the dust, and wavering into a defensive stance to go at it again. And I go at my tasks again too.

Rest well, Toriyama. Gods know you earned it.