((Jeremy and Michael are having a duel to see who has the stronger avatar. For the moment it looks like Jeremy has won the upper hand, he has Michael pinned and is about to deal the final blow to win but then Michael’s eyes go half-lidded, a dopey smile comes onto his face and a red flush spreads across his cheeks and he says, dreamily, “I love you”
Jeremy is totally caught off guard, immediately his face goes bright pink and his mouth drops open. Michael takes the opportunity and deftly flips them over before holding his staff to Jeremy’s throat, raising his eyebrows and giving him the smuggest grin.
Ny0, after realizing he’d been tricked, holds his hands up in surrender. Then he glares at Ehm half-heartedly and mumbles, “You cheated”
And then Michael smartly responds with, “All’s fair in love and war, babe”))
Yes, another Natsu painting xD I can’t help it ;-; I love the colouring in this painting, though. Especially his face.. I dunno I think I did a good job there xD which is why I got lazy towards the end; I put most of the effort there and kinda rushed the rest.. At least it was worth it I suppose… Hope you like it regardless^^
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Hi um.... How do the faeformers look? I've been wondering for a while but didn't know if it was ok to ask.
I tend to picture most of them as very alien/monstrous looking, with a few that happen to look more like humans (though any of them can appear human if they wish). So here we have Optimus, Elita and Starscream who are all faeformer court rulers (hence the crowns). And over on the right are Tarn, Knock Out, Breakdown, and Arcee. I might tweak some of these designs later on, but you get the general idea.
Okay but following the events of Space Kid getting hurt and having to go to the hospital, don’t think about how Daniel can’t leave the campgrounds so he can’t even go with Space Kid as the ambulance takes him away.
I mean, David probably goes instead, which leaves Gwen to deal with an emotionally-confused Daniel, who spends most of the following evening/night either pacing back and forth around the counselor’s cabin or just sitting still for long periods of time and looking like he has no idea what to do or say.
See? Here are some cupcakes that I made; I am burn free, the smoke detector had no reason to go off, and all pot holders are accounted for. Taa daa!
I can’t say that baking was completely uneventful, though. I was busy shaking what my momma gave me to some very loud music, and I turned around to see my neighbor watching me through the kitchen window and laughing. Apparently he’s never seen a chubby girl dance while using a spatula as a microphone as she sings at the top of her lungs. Whatever. The fucker uses a goddamn weed wacker to mow his lawn - his judgement means nothing to me.