Posts tagged Perfect thing is perfect
Posts tagged Perfect thing is perfect
SCONE NO. NO. THE LIGHT SHOULD HAVE BEEN TONY’S ARC REACTOR
OMGOSH BUT IT’S SO CUTE I’M CRYING.
THAT CAN BE EASILY CHANGED….
IT GOT BETTER
It’s a bad idea to give me ideas…
“Apparently, there’s a high end club downtown that specializes in male strippers.”
“I’m assuming there might be more than one,” Steve said, eyebrows arching up.
“Yeah, but this one has pole dancers dressed as super heroes.”
Steve stared at him. “Tony…”
Tony frowned at him. “No, what? What? What, no?”
“No, you may not take the armor to a strip joint.”
Tony’s mouth fell open. “Wait. Wait, wait. First of all, what?”
Steve gave him look. “That is a PR nightmare looking for a place to happen.”
“I agree the armor is a sexy, sexy beast,” Tony said, “but even I know its limitations, and I’m pretty sure that pole dancing is not within the-” He paused. Sipped his coffee. “Actually, you know, if I came up with a light weight alloy, you know, not aiming for bullet proof and just went with some extreme joint flexibility, we might have a chance to-”
“No,” Steve told him, trying to keep his face straight.
“I have a pole. It’s on my plane,” Tony pointed out. “I have a pole, let’s give this a try.”
Other references for this include:
- The look & feel of Mark 41, which was apparently designed to be light weight & flexible.
- The interior of Tony’s private jet, from Iron Man II. It didn’t seem that grand compared to what Google Images can produce based on the keywords “private jet interior”, though.
- And, at some point, cats.
"Did Cap jump without a parachute?"
"Tony’s his parachute… among other things."
I love you.
ALL THE YES
It started a LONG WHILE AGO with an idea of a lovely commission I’ve been glad to fulfil. The person who asked me for a commission had an idea of agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. defending themselves from some weird shit with some office supplies. I’ve literally spent months over the sketches for this one, changing the positions and angles, and finally it dawned on me.
Best possible #AgentsOfSHIELD fight scene: THERE’S SOMETHING WRONG IN THE NEIGHBOURHOOD WHOM YOU’RE GONNA CALL Phil Coulson on the front line and I’VE TASTED COFFEE MADE BY A JUNIOR AGENT I KNOW SUFFERING Agent Blake on background. Like, Coulson doing most part of the fight, others just adding to this chaos, and Blake’s inner facepalm being obvious - that all just… sounded right))
So… hope you like it))
Seemed appropriate to share this right before the Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. premiere ;}
Fanart for scifigrl47’s “Hollow Your Bones Like a Bird’s,” featuring the Avengers and their avian counterparts, by olivier_mira. Original presented with much fangirl love to scifigrl47 at Anime Boston 2013. :)
These are even more awesome in real life and she managed to find some perfect bird shots.
Birds: MORE HARDCORE THAN YOU. I’m just saying. 8)
“Don’t worry,” Steve told him. “It’ll be okay. Maybe I’ll even be with him, where I’m going. Wouldn’t that be something?”
inspired by relativistic heat conduction.
a wallpaper version here :]
((puddle of FEEEEEEEELS))
This was a “The Life of Clint and Phil” serie kinda thing.
I started this 14 months ago and then Avengers happened and Jossed all the things and I wept and abandoned it.
Then I went through my WIPs recently and saw this… and it felt like such a waste of an idea, so I took my three favorites and finished them quickly and here they are <3
It’s not perfect - by all means - and also super weird to finish something after so long, but I do hope you like it anyway eeeeee :)
(as usual, reblog is love, but please please don’t repost art in a new post/use without asking me. <3 )
((whimper)) PETS ALL THE BEAUTIFUL THINGS
“i can show you patriotism all night long”
Aw, Marr, SO MUCH LOVE. 8)
SO ADORABLE. LEGOS ARE THE BEST THINGS EVER OH GOD THEY REALLY ARE.
"Phil. I’m not feeling the love here, Phil."
"You’re also not feeling non-lethal force being applied to you, Stark. Count your blessings."
Crappy cell shot of a WIP fan art I’m doing for #scifigrl47’s Hollow Your Bones Like a Birds. I won’t be able to finish it till the fic is done, but I had the time to start it today while Lisa works out some GS script issues.
Aw, Clint. Clint, you poor broken baby. ((huuuuugs))
Natasha Romanov- Great Grey Shrike
Inspired by Hollow Your Bones Like a Bird’s by Scifigrl47
Shrikes are awesome and so is Nat! Great job!
“Darkness is rest and protection. It is sleep, it is peace, it is a time to heal and recover and think. It is a time to dream.” -Hollow Your Bones Like a Bird’s, Chapter 6
After all of the heart-wrenching and inspiring moments this fic has had to offer so far, I was surprised when the thing that actually got me to draw was such a small line. What it prompted was… more a feeling than anything, I guess.
I should go to bed before I’m compelled to refine the shading.eve
There’s a lyric, from Tracy Chapman’s “All That You Have Is Your Soul,” that I’ve always considered to be at the core of my writing of Clint Barton.
“Here I am, I’m waiting for a better day
A second chance
A little luck to come my way
A hope to dream, a hope that I can sleep again
And wake in the world with a clear conscience and clean hands
'Cause all that you have is your soul.”
And this is the perfect, perfect, PERFECT illustration of that. 8)
I would just like to register that this is on the internet due to peer pressure. I am aware that the proportions are very very off and the color is slapdash and I can’t even account for what happened to the line quality. Clearly, digital linework is something I haven’t mastered yet.
But, it does still at least amuse the hell out of me, so here you go. It goes with a fic by scifigrl47 called Dating the Long Way Around, and how could I resist Spiderman in an oversized Thor hoodie?
No one can resist Spidey in an oversized Thor hoodie. He is adorable and needs all the hugs and he really, really likes the fact that he’s not doing this alone. So. Very. Glad.
You know that Tony’s going to buy one of those hoodies and wear it around the tower and Steve will put up with it. And kind of like it.
CLINT WOULD NOT SHUT UP.
Clint talked and Clint whistled and Clint laughed and Clint snored like a congested heifer and Clint SANG. He actually SANG sometimes, he sang over the comm lines, he always sang in the shower, he sang while the morning coffee brewed, he sang in late night diners and greasy spoons. He didn’t seem to care that she didn’t talk back, that she mostly ignored him.
He chattered like a magpie, he sang like a nightingale, he hunted like a hawk.
Natasha Romanov - Secrets of the Toasterverse - scifigrl47 (x)
Clint, precious bb Clint, you will always be my messed up favorite. 8)