Been drawing over screenshots to figure out how to translate the kids into my style so here's one of the emerald trio (from king's tide)
Still think I'm not quite there but I'm happy with how it's going so far
Been drawing over screenshots to figure out how to translate the kids into my style so here's one of the emerald trio (from king's tide)
Still think I'm not quite there but I'm happy with how it's going so far
“Luz you’re going to have to listen to me for once in your life — these guys aren’t like us. They’re dangerous and you need to keep quiet!”
“B-but Hunter—!”
“Luz if these guys find us we’re dead. I’m exhausted from trying to outrun them and I can’t carry you out of here. We’re going to hide until they get bored okay? Please just listen to me, okay?”
A recent collection of some TOH doodles from Instagram
Me when found family🥺🥺🥺
No thoughts, head empty, just some brothers in winter clothes
YJI - DickBabs & Spitfire
Uploading the pics from the meme individually.
MY BABIES ;^;
close up of aya and wally from the anniversary piece last week
feel free to use as icons or backgrounds or sidebars or whatever, just credit and mayhaps message me so i can seee :D
This pic somehow sums up my sunday morning
Lucky and Ducky being the best parents they can be for all these forest kids! I’ll add Wolf and Owl tomorrow since Ducky also adopted them.
Ducky belongs to me
Lucky belongs to @smilestoomuchtm
Dragon belongs to @rantdragon
Harpy belongs to @thetalltaleteller
Maybe a hug?
”Hey! It’s me! It’s me…..It’s me.”
And then Wally walked into a pole. Sketch request from Sarcatt. She wanted Wally holding out an umbrella for Artemis. I keep forgetting to screenshot my sketch requests :/ Hope you feel more cheerful soon, Cat <3 Welcome to my new followers!: dottoraqn, cadacoisa-em-seulugar and lazymar!
Young Justice: Season One
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Spitfire, "Please put it DOWN!" I love your writing by the way.
(Thank you! I love when people tell me they enjoy my work. Hopefully you like this one! Canon up to Secrets.)
Wally knows in his heart that this is not how the night was supposed to play out.
“Artemis, please.” Wally strains against the heavy chains across his chest that pin him to the ground. “Put it down!”
“It’s our last shot,” Artemis reminds him, as she shrugs off her half-empty quiver. The arrows clatter against the ground. They lost her bow in the ocean hours ago. “I’ve got to take it.”
“We’ll find another way.” Wally shakes his head as much as he can, but it doesn’t matter. She isn’t looking at him anymore. She’s rightfully more focused on the piece of cold metal in her hands.
“There is no other way,” she mutters, more to herself than to him. He yells at her to stop, that she has no idea what she’s doing, that she’ll never be the same, but there’s nothing he can say to change her mind.
She takes three, deliberate steps away from him before donning the Helmet of Fate.