WHAT THE JUNK. You can now buy this print on, well, fukkin everything!
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Captain America 3: Someone Should Really Call Clint I Mean Seriously Like Half His Stuff Was Still At SHIELD…
First panel from a Hawkeye/Blurred Lines parody that I will probably never finish because wow who has that kind of time.
Also fuck that song.
His name is Hawk-guuuuuuuuyyy
Hah. 4am innuendo. Comedy gold.
Marchingjaybird gets a credit for Clint’s increasingly horrified face.
S.H.I.E.L.D + Supernatural why the hell not.
Up too late drawing shit again. Bartonlife2012.
Avengers Dungeons & Dragons night never ends well.
They usually end up fighting real dragons.
Bonus Mom Coulson bringing the Mountain Dew and Cheetos.
'Natasha's favorite food is the blood of her enemies, and when Clint grows up, he wants to be a Jack Russel Terrier!'
Starkexpos and I have a theory, in which the best way to avoid killing the entire world around you is to imagine various avengers in Child Pageants, with Coulson and Sitwell as Pageant moms.
I want to say this is the worst thing I have ever drawn BUT THE FACT IS I LOVE IT HA HA HA NO GIVE ME BACK MY TABLET-
He was the one who would always have her back, not because he thought she needed any help, but simply because it made her happy.
She was the one who always found him in his darkest moments and understood. She didn’t try to rationalize it, didn’t try to belittle it, she just accepted all the worst… and stood next to him anyway.
In the end, they’d always find their way back.
You’re a spy, not a soldier.
Herr God, Herr Lucifer
Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air.
-Sylvia Plath, “Lady Lazarus”