got a drawing tablet a while ago, it stopped working months later for some goddamn reason, had to use a school-provided ipad only for months until i turned it back in, had to use paper for almost a month, now we're here. i got a brand new huion and once i order a mini display port ill be back in business, baby.
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not only mi8 should bring back jane and brandt, it should bring back luther’s drip. his swag. he shows up in a versace shirt and prada sunglasses and his channel shoes. diamond earrings back on track. come back to me, swaggalicious luther stickell
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the cool accessories they deserve
even tho they’re kinda pirate coded so maybe I need to draw that too but- made laylee my beloved a goth girlie and yooka swaggalicious
also look at me learning how to draw characters properly
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to lenox… do you like videos games :)
to nico… whats it like being so swaggalicious ?
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I’m gonna likeeee be in my room and make an album, like if u care, hate if u don’t, I’m swaggalicious
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swaggalicious, i found his blog email without even trying, so! i'd love to app in daisuke motomiya from digimon 02! starting with a clean slate tho. his app can be found as link 1 or /APP. thank uUu!
Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Daisuke!
You'll be housed in APARTMENT 312.
You'll retain veemon and your digivice, but he will not be able to digivolve.
-- mod altair.
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idk what possessed me to do this but i made a sprite icon of aoihime
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Well Bender and his pal Fry, they like to roll the dice... (Not really.)
Once upon a time in a magical mystery place called New-New York, there were two pals named Fry and Bender, who aren’t gay and thus can’t be shipped.
One day the two straight dudes wandered far from home, and despite Professor Farnsworth and Captain Leela’s many, MANY warnings, waltzed into the 7th layer of Dante’s Inferno, better known as The Devil’s Casino.
Inside, the two heteros actually managed to win something decent at the craps table!
“Hot Diggity Damn!” exclaimed the casino’s mysterious, cloaked, voice-amplifier-wielding manager. “These bois are straight-up beatin’ the system!!!”
“Nice streak boyos,” laughed a newcomer. The bois gasped, it was actually the REAL Satan! Like, The Robot Devil Himself!! He even owned the casino, if that wasn’t obvious. “Now how about I spice things up with some Carolina Reaper like offer?” he suggested with a toothy, shit-eating grin.
“Win one more throw and all the loot in this hellhole of an establishment is yours!” Robo-Dev boomed. “But if you screw this up... I’ll have your succulent sippy souls. Deal... or no deal...?”
Bender, blinded by easy swaggalicious earnings, nodded and grabbed the manager’s children for a throw. “For fuck’s sake Bender, NO!!!!!” cried Fry, for he understood how the Robot Devil is an even bigger Cheaty McCheapskate than the Regular Devil, but it was too late!
“... SNAKE EYES!” laughed the Devil whilst slamming the floor. “You done fucked up now!!” The dudes trembled in fear as he looked over them. “Now pay up you gay crettins!!!!”
“Okay first of all, it’s cretin. If you’re gonna threaten us, do it properly,” Fry scoffed.
The unlucky boyos pleaded for their very existences as beings in the mortal realm.
“Th-There’s gotta be another way to undo Bender’s fuckup!” Fry stammered...
“Y-Yeah, what he said, but without the ‘Bender’s fuckup’ part!!” Bender added.
“Hmm... Perhaps there is...” RD snickered, pulling out a crusty yellowed piece of paper from his cloak. “I have here a list of my debtors who have simply fucked off and haven’t paid up. Collect their succulent sippy souls for me and I just might give you a pardon, just like I did to Roberto.”
“Now get going!!!” Satin roared, leaving an imprint of his foot on the spooked bois. “You have until the goddamn witching hour to collect every one of those succulent sippy souls! Or else I’m going to be the one to solidify yours and crunch them up like crispy chips of the drinkware variety!!”
Fry and Bender were spooked senseless and dashed off like two Forrest Gumps in a 5K relay.
“C’mon Fry!” panted Bender. “We gotta go find the Prof!! He’ll know how to unfuckup our fuckup!!!”
“You mean your fuckup, you greedy dickhead,” Fry huffed.
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you’re swaggalicious
you're the fluffle muffin ever
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