Sketch dump and other ramblings

( PICTURES. )


And now, for something completely different (AKA: one of those epiphanies I have every once in a while that no one cares about):

( Bluh bluh words about hair )

EDIT: oh my god

( you can almost see the droplet of drool slipping down her mouth )


I just finished catching up with that longfic I mentioned yesterday, and what a hell of a time for me to do so. MR. THERAPIST, I WILL BE GLAD TO ENLIGHTEN YOU ON THE SUBJECT OF PINK CARDS also I'd give you a hug, just sayin'

Speaking of which, it should come as a surprise to no one that I was the one working on this. I really want to finish it (and I really want to do it as a proper comic, fuck me), but... sob. Yeah. Well, first, I have a tale of two BUDDY COPS to finish, but after that... I'd love to do a few sketches of young!Manfred + Gant + Shelly to get my creative drive back(*). I still know precisely where I wanted to go with the plot, and it's something I actually think to be minimally clever.

(*)This is my excuse for drawing them and I am sticking to it.

( EDIT FOR SHIT YOU WILL NOT CARE ABOUT BUT THAT MAKES /COMPLETE SENSE IN MY HEAD/ (it's past midnight but I realised this in the morning so I think I'm good) )

This would've probably been done sooner if a) I weren't so OCD and b) I hadn't remembered a birthday at the last minute. But anyway, we've got to start somewhere!

( Let's just get the beginning over with. )

Well, hello there! I'm feeling strangely anxious right now, so I thought maybe I could vomit my thoughts here and see if that helps. Let's see...
( Cut for mindspew. )

WARNING: ... wait, I don't need to warn you. If you're even going to read this, you're probably ready to witness me being a baby.

Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot.
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.
Day Ten: One confession.

( Seriously, consider if you really want to read this )

First of all... Doodles! Of the hand-drawn kind! I think you'll notice the stuff I do with my tablet seems more... rigid, in most cases. Wish I could figure out why. ;;

( A whole lot of Franziska behind this cut. )


( And here is the "also music" part. )

I just saw the movie. Wild Target, I mean.

I only have 30 pictures, from the first 20-ish minutes of it, because a) I was just too mesmerised to keep pausing the movie after a certain point and b) you really have to watch this and I won't spoil it for you.

So, 30 pictures! Let's see what we've got.

( Spoilers for the beginning of the movie, of course )

And that's all I've got for you! How much did I love this movie?

Well, let's say that now Shelly will forever have Bill Nighy's voice in my head AND I have furious, rampant crossover fic plotbunnies right now.

I dug around in perverbially 's journal, found this, thought to myself "HURR HURR I SURE HAVEN'T BEEN HUMILIATING MYSELF ENOUGH AS OF LATE" and decided to do it with PW characters.

DISCLAIMER: I did not plan the numbers to assign the characters in advance, I swear to you. Some of these just turned out too wonderfully.

( SEXAY QUESTIONNAIRE )