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Trying to kill this art block, so did some anatomy practice, which turned into this.

I didn’t realize how much I miss drawing Deadpool till now.

carrottheluvmachine:

Hi. My name is Colie. I’ve lived on Long Island New York in a house with my parents for 25 years. I had a happy life, a big family, and lots of friends, but that all changed after my parents divorced. My mother remarried and moved to Florida because she could no longer afford to live in New York….

I know this is my art blog, but I seriously want to help spread the word.
This is one of my best friends, Colie. I’ve drawn a few things about her, and have mentioned here many times in comments etc.

She has been in Florida for the past year, and while she’s been putting out resumes everywhere, no where has been hiring (people have also turned her down because she is from New York). Colie has been very adamant about using online funding sources, because she didn’t want to rely on others. She’s been trying to get back home independently, but since nearly nothing has worked out in over twelve months, this is one of their last options. 

Due to their financial situation, she has been struggling greatly just trying to pay for her anti depressants and medications.

Please donate if you can, and if you can’t, than please help spread the word. And if you have any questions regarding the situation, feel free to message her and ask!

your blog made me ship stony o:

Anonymous

Im glad i could persuade you into joining us hohoho ~*u*

Google has once again proven to be a great source of entertainment. I mean, omaiga.

Wanted to practice with my copic markers :0This is what happens when it’s late at night; you’re listening to Clear’s jellyfish song, and revisiting your Pokemon Y save file.I know Goomy is not a jellyfish, but he kinda looks like a the squishy top part of one, and I think that would be enough for Clear UwU

Wanted to practice with my copic markers :0
This is what happens when it’s late at night; you’re listening to Clear’s jellyfish song, and revisiting your Pokemon Y save file.

I know Goomy is not a jellyfish, but he kinda looks like a the squishy top part of one, and I think that would be enough for Clear UwU

Trying to get over this artblock, so im doing sketches galore!

Only problem is trying to decide between drawing Eruri, Stony, or clearao @-@

Trying to get over this artblock, so im doing sketches galore!

Only problem is trying to decide between drawing Eruri, Stony, or clearao @-@

Skype calling with Nardz and Harukane as they play Left4Dead 2, and I draw butts. This was the result

Skype calling with Nardz and Harukane as they play Left4Dead 2, and I draw butts. This was the result

thatgirlwiththepants:

so I wrote a thing based off of crazyk-c's drawing! I'm not even done it but it was a little Drabble. And I got inspired from another picture that had Bruce hating the yelling. So here you guys go :)

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Peter stood in his crib listening to his fathers arguing. He felt himself trembling at how loud they got. 
“What the hell is your problem?! You could have died!” Steve yelled, causing Peter to let out a whine, only to be muffled by the pacifier in his mouth. 
“Lay off! I did what I had to do!” Tony yelled back, slamming his hand on the desk. Peter whimpered and sat down. 
“What about Peter?! Do you want him to grow up without you?!” Steve yelled back. Tony stared at Steve.
Peter looked at his Captain America and Ironman plushes he got from Aunt Tasha. He grabbed them and let the tears fall, clutching the stuffed animals close to his chest. He was sniffling when he heard the door to his room open. 
“Oh Peter.” Bruce sighed, hating the shouting just as much as the young boy. “I hate shouting too.” He added, carefully picking the boy up. Peter clutched Bruce’s shirt and whimpered. Bruce began patting his back as he carried him towards the rocking chair. The door slamming downstairs made both of them jump. Seconds later softer footsteps came up the steps. Tony peaked his head into the room. 
“He heard you both.” Bruce said not even looking up. “He was terrified.” 
“I-I’m sorry, Bruce. I’m sorry Peter.” Tony sighed, tiptoeing into the room. Peter peaked up from Bruce’s chest, and then reached for Tony. Tony gladly took his son into his arms, cradling him as close as possible. Moments later, Steve peaked into the room. 
“Who slammed the door downstairs?” Bruce asked confused.
“Barton, he told us to shut up and get our heads out of our asses.” Tony mumbled, rubbing Peter’s back. 
“We woke him, didn’t we?” Steve asked, leaning against the door frame. 
“Yep.” Tony sighed, watching Bruce quietly make his leave before taking his seat in the rocking chair.

Guys, take a look at this writting! ITS SO PERFECT (my heart ;n;)

thatgirlwiththepants:

so I wrote a thing based off of crazyk-c's drawing! I'm not even done it but it was a little Drabble. And I got inspired from another picture that had Bruce hating the yelling. So here you guys go :)

~

Peter stood in his crib listening to his fathers arguing. He felt himself trembling at how loud they got.
“What the hell is your problem?! You could have died!” Steve yelled, causing Peter to let out a whine, only to be muffled by the pacifier in his mouth.
“Lay off! I did what I had to do!” Tony yelled back, slamming his hand on the desk. Peter whimpered and sat down.
“What about Peter?! Do you want him to grow up without you?!” Steve yelled back. Tony stared at Steve.
Peter looked at his Captain America and Ironman plushes he got from Aunt Tasha. He grabbed them and let the tears fall, clutching the stuffed animals close to his chest. He was sniffling when he heard the door to his room open.
“Oh Peter.” Bruce sighed, hating the shouting just as much as the young boy. “I hate shouting too.” He added, carefully picking the boy up. Peter clutched Bruce’s shirt and whimpered. Bruce began patting his back as he carried him towards the rocking chair. The door slamming downstairs made both of them jump. Seconds later softer footsteps came up the steps. Tony peaked his head into the room.
“He heard you both.” Bruce said not even looking up. “He was terrified.”
“I-I’m sorry, Bruce. I’m sorry Peter.” Tony sighed, tiptoeing into the room. Peter peaked up from Bruce’s chest, and then reached for Tony. Tony gladly took his son into his arms, cradling him as close as possible. Moments later, Steve peaked into the room.
“Who slammed the door downstairs?” Bruce asked confused.
“Barton, he told us to shut up and get our heads out of our asses.” Tony mumbled, rubbing Peter’s back.
“We woke him, didn’t we?” Steve asked, leaning against the door frame.
“Yep.” Tony sighed, watching Bruce quietly make his leave before taking his seat in the rocking chair.

Guys, take a look at this writting! ITS SO PERFECT (my heart ;n;)

Okay, I'm really confused now! The other day, I found one of your works (though an INCREDIBLY convoluted chain of events, mind you XD) and ended up seeing all of your superfamily photos in one place. I was wondering: do you know how I could get back to that? They were so good, and I can't find them again, and I think I'm gonna die a little inside. Help please?

Anonymous

Hi anon, unfortunately, I’m not sure exactly where you saw them all, but the majority of them can all be found here on my art blog.

I hope this helps! And I’m happy you stumbled across my stuff! (also sorry it took me so long to respond to this @A@)

What other Avengers do you ship?

Anonymous

Here’s a list of all the ones I generally enjoy
Steve/Tony
Steve/Darcy

Steve/Sam
Steve/Peggy
Steve/Natasha
Bucky/Natasha

To be honest, I don’t really pair up the others as much (though they are just as cool!) :)