Three Goblin Art
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
blake kathryn
$LAYYYTER
todays bird
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Not today Justin
Mike Driver
Kaledo Art
ojovivo
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Stranger Things
trying on a metaphor
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
Xuebing Du
pixel skylines
Product Placement
@theartofmadeline
taylor price
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@starling-dust
i'm star, 30+ enby dyke artist drawing mostly fanart and ocs!
current hyperfixation: top gun
i don't take commissions, but always feel free to drop me an ask or a message with a suggestion of what you'd like to see me draw - i might do so if it inspires me!
i stream on twitch but i'm terrible at schedules
find my silly personal tumblr here
find me hanging out on bluesky here
You already have the typewriter on main but figured I can gift you this on your side blog! 🌻
what the heckkkkk this is so sweet, thank you! I shall pin it proudly to my blog!!
“Wow,” Bradley says, and Jake almost can’t hear him over the sound of the wind. The audible force of his awe just barely reaches him, tangling with the song still rolling through his ear. “Pretty.” Jake breathes hard as he watches Bradley’s profile, the sun glinting off the sharp plane of his nose. He’s edged in gold all around; his neck gleams with sweat, and he has a few little freckles there that Jake can’t remember noticing before now. Lips parted around an exhale, Bradley swivels to give Jake his back as he watches some pelicans go by, or listens to a family shrieking in joy on the sand below. Jake blinks, still breathing heavy. “Yeah,” he agrees, as if murmuring from a dream.
if it weren't for second chances by @ozonecologne is so good guys. i've been thinking about this fic for like twenty-four hours straight.
rockstar bradley for @halestrom (mullet bradley 4/?)
he should probably have more tattoos but they're very difficult to design, which is weird from me as someone whose art is literally tattooed on people's bodies.
yes he has the white girl 2010s mustache tattooed on his finger despite having a mustache of his own. he holds it in front of fan's faces when they ask for a selfie. he's all sex appeal, all dork.
He was probably around Bradley’s age, maybe a little younger. His blonde hair shined in the light, as did his glowing tan under the sheer black sweater he was wearing. It was cropped, loose, soft-looking, and paired nicely with the black tights plastered to his legs, which were thick with muscle. Pink ballet slippers were on his feet, moving gracefully through the room. but daddy I love him
so we're all fucking obsessed with @hangmanbradshaw's boxerina fic, right? right.
pov: hangman thinks you want his man
i took such joy in bringing a top gun (1986) level of sweat to this situation
couple of details below the cut!
i'm so excited to finally share this: my piece for @topgunbigbang!
i very rarely do full illustrations or even draw backgrounds, so this was such a fun way to challenge myself.
original sketch/process piece under the cut:
something something something the importance of warmups
and what if i said. top gun maverick lost boys au
hey did anyone know miles teller's face is the devil itself and impossible to meaningfully capture?
anyway, i don't know. something something ride a cowboy. i have no explanation for this. if you all are nice to me maybe i'll write something set in a wildflower meadow. maybe you should. maybe the context will stay ambiguous in our brains forever.
the problem is not of course that i can make silly jokes with @shorelinetides about what sappy tattoo bradley would get, but that i have the power to make it everyone else's problem
what are the four letters supposed to be? depends who you ask!
bradley: jake (: jake, in a bratty mood with a sharpie: cock. dick. ball. natasha, sick of all this shit: STFU
i've gotta stop posting wips, but on the other hand i'm about to be unable to work on any art for the next four days, so here. goose squishing mav.
saw his sad doe eyes, entered a fugue state, came to 4.5 hours later with a painting
sometimes you hit ten hours on what was supposed to be a fun little study and give up, and that's the same thing as finishing.
anyone else been thinking too hard about rooster or just me
rewatched the extended editions and did a 3 hour study to soothe my feelings accordingly
artfight: @sabelladona
