Day 9: Art Dump
Hello everyone! Hope you're all having a good ninth day of December. Here is a pile of my bandom art to celebrate:
My favourite bandom person, ladies and gentlemen. There is a ridiculous number of sketches of him in my sketchbook, I'm only a little bit ashamed.
Old drawing. Maybe from two years ago?
I don't think The Kooks are really part of bandom, but they are a band, so technically....
My art for the amazing batmanboxers' bandombigbang fic Atychiphobia.
“Gerard?” he tries again and has to skitter out of the way as Gerard forces the guy to the ground, hands bunching in his long, greasy hair. Gerard lifts his almost lifeless body before slamming him back down. Frank hears a cry and a splutter and the sick sound of skull against concrete. His victim is bleeding profusely from the back of his head and Frank feels the universe come crashing down in revelation as he finally understands all the stories he’s read about Gerard.
Done with highlighters!
Frank from the poster on my wall. Another old drawing.
This one was inspired by harriet_vane's amazing, heartwarming, comfort-fic for bad days: Forever Now. I love it so much, oh my god. This was just a quick sketch of the My Chem boys at their new school.
More sketches.
More patrick. *g*
Beat the recession and make your own posters, save $10. Or something like that. This is a The Used poster made by me and my sister. In full it's about A2 size.
This one was the product of a marathon My Chemical Romance watching-session, finishing off with TBPID!
Happy Holidays, everyone.
My favourite bandom person, ladies and gentlemen. There is a ridiculous number of sketches of him in my sketchbook, I'm only a little bit ashamed.
Old drawing. Maybe from two years ago?
I don't think The Kooks are really part of bandom, but they are a band, so technically....
My art for the amazing batmanboxers' bandombigbang fic Atychiphobia.
“Gerard?” he tries again and has to skitter out of the way as Gerard forces the guy to the ground, hands bunching in his long, greasy hair. Gerard lifts his almost lifeless body before slamming him back down. Frank hears a cry and a splutter and the sick sound of skull against concrete. His victim is bleeding profusely from the back of his head and Frank feels the universe come crashing down in revelation as he finally understands all the stories he’s read about Gerard.
Done with highlighters!
Frank from the poster on my wall. Another old drawing.
This one was inspired by harriet_vane's amazing, heartwarming, comfort-fic for bad days: Forever Now. I love it so much, oh my god. This was just a quick sketch of the My Chem boys at their new school.
More sketches.
More patrick. *g*
Beat the recession and make your own posters, save $10. Or something like that. This is a The Used poster made by me and my sister. In full it's about A2 size.
This one was the product of a marathon My Chemical Romance watching-session, finishing off with TBPID!
Happy Holidays, everyone.