but rather decent colors if i do say so

Rules: Tag 9 people you want to get to know better.

Tagged by @ladyvean

How old are you? 33

What’s your current job? my day job involves a lot of administrative nonsense for a university engineering department. I make comics and do some freelance illustration now and again, too.

What are you talented at? I can turn a decent phrase, crosshatch myself into a corner (too bad I can’t color worth a damn), and I’m rather good at active listening.

What’s your aesthetic? soft dapper/comic books

Do you collect anything? books, neckties

What’s a topic you always talk about? story mechanics, random bits of cultural & scientific trivia, sex/kink

What’s a pet peeve of yours? toxic hetero/cisnormitivity, people on public transit who refuse to move down towards the back of the bus during rush hour so the people in the front aren’t falling out at every stop

Good advice to give? say what you mean, or you can’t expect other people to understand you (I know, hilarious, Garak is my favorite character …)

What are three songs you’d recommend?

  1. Space Girl, by The Imagined Village
  2. Dance or Die, by Janelle Monae
  3. The Stars (Are Out Tonight), by David Bowie

I want to get to know all of you better. Consider yourself tagged, if you feel like it!

Finally got to do a proper Ancestors art (at least I hope so); I have a mighty need to draw more of them.

Guys, I think Signless looks at least 20% better with a scruff, just sayin’.

The Ninth Step

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Dean frowns when the doorbell rings, since he didn’t expect anyone. Still frowning, he opens the door and his breath hitches.

“Hello, Dean.” The blue-eyed man says in that trademark deep and husky voice of his, something Dean didn’t manage to forget, even after years of trying.

“Do you remember me?” the man asks as it becomes obvious that Dean isn’t going to answer to the greeting.

Of course he remembers Castiel Novak. They went to college together. Castiel double majored in art and literature if Dean remembers correctly. And he does remember, because he used to be kind of obsessed with the guy. Not that he had a crush on him or anything, he actually hated him. Castiel was annoying, arrogant, pretentious and flamboyant. He was always in the center of attention, so it was hard not to notice him, but Dean seemed to be especially unable to tear his eyes off the giant douchebag. It might have something to do with the fact that Castiel was incredibly hot, with his messy dark hair and colorful tattoos, despite his love for ugly sweaters and the fact that he usually looked like he hadn’t slept in days.

They never actually talked, even though they had a lot of mutual friends (Castiel seemed to simply be friends with everyone in their year). Dean always thought Castiel ignored him because he thought himself too good for someone like Dean and Dean took every opportunity to show that the dislike was mutual.

Then, one day, Castiel showed at Dean’s door announcing that Dean’s roommate was currently fucking Castiel’s roommate in his room, therefore Castiel came to share the room with Dean tonight.

Dean was so dumbstruck he didn’t even protest and iust let the guy in.

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