#ch: buzz

Work’s kicking my tailbone when it comes to getting digital art done, so I dove back into the squip blogs that follow me for some good old traditional art!

Venus @ask-the-venus-squip : I loved this artist so much back when they ran the dreamer-squip blog and that love hasn’t gone away yet with V! I’m so interested in Venus’s quest to find someone to trust and their aesthetic makes me hum “Black Sheep” by The Clash at Demonhead

Kaje @askthetitansquip : I hadn’t expected him to get a sick new design, but whoa, does Kaje look radical! Keep up the good work, y’all!

Violet @violet-makes-an-entrance : Okay, so CJ’s was one of the first squip blogs I flat-out idolized. She and Vi have been around for seemingly forever and have kept me entranced with their story from the very beginning. Hers was also one of the blogs that inspired me to actually put Carson’s story together, so, thanks! I haven’t drawn her since the Darkberry event, so it was so great to draw her again.

Spam @ask-squipspam : This dude always reminds me of a high school friend of mine who once went a-wandering through the school auditorium wearing nothing but a corset and fuzzy plaid pajama pants and then did his best Top Model walk for the security camera. Spam is a pretty rad dude himself, though his hair is hell to draw. Mad props to Atlas, who gets his hair right every single time.

@bzzlightyearofstarcommand @pridewoodrow

Yah know, Errol really had thought he wouldn’t have to have this kind of talk here. In a small town. He was proven wrong, unfortunate as that was. He’d heard about the train heist that was stopped by Pendragon and Pride, the team they’d made, and the fact that Lightyear had been nowhere in sight, coming in too late to do anything but watch as the rest of the officers apprehended the suspects and carted them off to booking. 

The ensuing fallout was to be expected but, honestly, it was all just an enormous headache. In fact, they were a migraine, waiting to explode behind his eyes.

Rubbing at his temples for a moment, the sheriff dropped his hand to give the man across from him a hard look. He’d called them in one at a time, hoping that it would curb the bickering.