Hi, I just want to let you know I love the way you draw Garrus! He looks so adorable with his eyebrow plates up like that!
Thank you! :)
Garrus is hard to make expressive, so exaggeration of the eyebrow plates is the one way I could think of to make those expressions clear.
Dumb, sketchy fluffy comic I did at the livestream tonight! This is what happens before Shepard walks into the VIP room in Afterlife, right?
#yada yada yada
/sigh/ I’m pretty stressed out, dudes. What with school stuff, paying bills, commissions, teaching, assisting with the medieval department…. I think I probably took on to much this school year.
But I have to power through it. Garrus tea, take me away!
I’m going to finish typing up this one page essay, and then I’m going to do a livestream of some fun things to cheer myself up! OCs, Shakarian, Fenris. Please stop by if you’re in the neighborhood!
Some Shakespeare things, again.
#to be continued!
Some Shakarian ficlit thingsssss…
Garrus covered her mouth with his hand, flicking his mandibles playfully. Giggling, she pried it away, falling back into the pillows.
"Yes, Joker?" She tried to put on her best "commander" voice. "Have we reached the Relay?"
"No, ma’am. But we are about thirty minutes out." Joker replied over the comm. "When you’re ready, we can make the approach."
"…Be there in ten."
"Aye, aye, ma’am."
Shepard sat herself up, untangling her legs from the bedsheets.
"Oh, and hey Garrus." Joker added.
Garrus chuckled, running his hands over his face. “Hey, Joker.” He answered. “See you soon.”
They waited a moment, then heard the beep of the comm disconnecting. Garrus propped himself up on an elbow. “So, how much do you think he won in the pool?”