Well, here is a good portion of the crap that’s been building up in the margins of my sketchbook and on random paper at work and wherever else. It’s not all of it, because some of it is especially ugly, incomprehensible, or both. Granted these are all doodles, so none of them are high art or anything, but those were particularly bad. SO THESE ONES AREN’T, IS THE IMPLICATION. Take that as you will.
A weird bunch of circumstances means I don’t have time to talk about these today as much as I wanted to, but I’m gonna try to go through them, because I just want to enjoy something today without hospital visits and my tumblr theme going nuclear.
SO HERE WE GO. Image captions, but also me being wordy as fuck, yay.
Every single one of these sketches needs to be a comic or a fic. As gorgeous as the ending we got was, a big slice of me was hoping londo and gkar would brotp centauri prime back into shape on thier own
Haha, my issues with the term brotp itself and my definite shipping of these two by this point in the story aside (though I see the line with them as massively blurry): Yesssss. I wanted them to be working together aggressively, obnoxiously, flawlessly, forever. I want to put the dancing shenanigans in the same comic universe as the fruit hat. I’d love to do more comics of these losers having misadventures on Centauri Prime with their give and take-y outfits and tag team sass, in addition to all the just general ART.
Anyway, I posted all these to judge some level of interest in the content by other people, so I’m glad you groove to this as well!
(via jenniferstolzer)
