I cant wait to draw shedletsky! The freak ass something-deeply-wrong-with-him Teletsky/Shelamon:

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I cant wait to draw shedletsky! The freak ass something-deeply-wrong-with-him Teletsky/Shelamon:
@vyrulent continued Hadley's creepy date with the Governor from x! . He’d dressed well. Not his show-typical leathers and studs or his daytime workwear, but a button-up of soft verdant green and a pair of lightwashed jeans. Light colors to civilize him. He’d showered, tamed that wild black hair. Hell, he’d even cleaned up. He didn’t do that for anyone.
. Philip had been careful when setting up for this. Penny was reined up and wouldn’t be disturbing them and the two exits had been carefully and very specifically locked. The door to his ‘private’ room had been locked as well, though he doubted very much that such a thing would have shocked this woman. After all, he’d cut down everyone she’d ever known and loved. She knew what he was.
. The air is thick with rosemary and garlic. He’d forgotten how much he liked cooking.
. “Pink in the middle it is, my kinda woman.”
. Before long Philip is sitting across from her and they both have their plates: steaks, pan-grilled greens, and butter-roasted carrots. Her meat has been pre-cut, lest he have to worry about her having a knife.
. He opens the bottle of Barolo and pours her a liberal portion, then one for himself.
. “Gave me an excuse to use my kitchen.” Philip smiles. “I don’t think I remember the last time I cooked anythin’.”
(at the very last minute) happy pride guys
emanator sriti + boothill doodles
Me emailing my teacher: "Hi [insert name she was very clear we had to call her]! blah blah blah email things. Thanks! Jason. (because I always sign my emails)"
My teacher responding: "Hi [thing that is very much not my name]-"
Blegh... I'm sick.
RIGHT BEFORE ARMAGEDDON TOO... But it's okay cause I can draw my lovely fictional girlfriends napping with me while I suffer <3
been getting a lot of really strange and blatantly misogynistic ads on here lately. it's literally so bad i find myself avoiding the mobile app entirely.
Peanut, I've recently been informed of an entity known as "Mr. Peanut"
As a clear case of identity fraud, how do you wish to proceed?
its my bubble gun.
Also, this Mr. Peanut guy can take a hike, since Im very allergic.