No, it’s good.
My tumblr homepage just now as I logged in. <3
Arno Victor Dorian~!
We can finally see him without his trademark Assassin’s hoodie and he’s a hottie indeed _(：3 」∠ )_
Art by pa-papou.
1950s Prom and Party Dresses: Pastels
Water-soluble ink, I’ve missed you. You make everything so moody.
Study for a bigger (and better) piece from a less boring angle and with a less static pose.
Dubious violin because I used my ukulele as reference and didn’t think to google “violin” until after inking. Because I’m a professional.
Reblogging my own post to point out that this has OVER A THOUSAND NOTES, which is mind-boggling because the average number of notes I get is like, twelve. This wasn’t even intended to be a real piece.
WHAT. All of you come here, let me love you.
Let’s play ‘spot the guys who’ve been snooping round tumblr’
pairings where they “hate” each other but would be devastated if anything happened to one another aRE MY FUCKING WEAKNESS
FIVE YEARS HE WAITED FIVE YEARS
gUYS IT’S NOT EVEN HIATUS WHAT ARE YOU DOING
do i even have a sense of humour anymore or do i just laugh at badly worded sentences
All I can think of is in the second one Tom said he had a rope tied to his leg. He told the crew to pull it during his speech so it would look like he was grabbed. He didn’t know when it was happening so he wouldn’t anticipate it and well there you go - standing delivering a speech on how grand he is and - WHOOP there he goes….