i have no flipping clue as to what percentage of what he is, but i’m fairly sure that he’s predominantly middle eastern of some sort? shoot you should ask lectorel they’re a bloody genius about this kind of thing lectorel or mary, they’re like the authority on this shit
I rarely get asked to sketch or draw ships for people at cons, especially non-anime/manga related ones. Here is Jason Todd and Tim Drake from DC comics. I rather enjoyed drawing this, not gonna lie ;)
USUAL SUSPECTS BY JASON MARK
Batman Villains Re-Imagined in 1920s Style Mugshots
Artwork by Jason Mark
Seriously though, if you don’t think asexual representation is important, you need to get educated, because it is really hard to live in a sex-centric culture and not be interested in sex.
I have seen so many posts about finding out about asexuality after joining tumblr and you know what word almost all over them have in common? Broken.
And that’s fucked up.
this is so accurate i dont know why it’s beautiful
All my years of commissioning Marcus To have led to this.
Fan Expo 2014, Toronto.
I’ll scan the picture when I am home from Toronto.
Omg, I like spazzed the hell out!
How did this come about?
Maybe he is just a man,
but he means the universe to you.
My art blog probably shouldn’t turn entirely into a Sailor Moon fanart blog, so here’s another ball point pen drawing for the personal tumblr. Wheeeeee!
"You and mother are getting divorced because you want to enter sexual relations with a boy who could be your grandson." Talia says, fingers pressed against her temple, "A boy who is, technically, already related to us as the adopted brother of your grandson. And mother is okay with this.”
"Your mother and I have been of differing opinions for quite some time. And while I do love her, and she me, we do believe it is best for us to go our separate ways." Ra’s replies, "And it hardly seems fair to either of them if I were to attempt to see the other behind the other’s back."
"Is Tim even aware of this? As in – is he a willing participant? Does he know of your intentions? Have you already hit on him?”
Father looks mildly insulted. He is always mild.
"Do not be ridiculous, daughter. I would never harm your mother’s honor by attempting to romance another while we are married. Which is why we are separating."
"You do not even know if Timothy would be open to your – your romance." Talia wonders if she should tell Bruce, and if Bruce would believe her, or if she should just go straight to Timothy about this.
"Your mother and I have been talking about this. And she believes that it is quite possible that he will be receptive."
“You talked to mother.”
"Talia, have you not been listening to a word I said? Yes. I have talked to your mother. I often talk to your mother. Especially about things that concern her, and this – very much so – does concern her.”
Damian coughs, “Are they gone?”
"Yeah." Tim says after a moment, "Coast is clear. You okay?"
"You almost buried me alive in an avalanche of things in your closet. Do you ever clean it out?”
"I thought you left." Tim says when he looks up and sees Conner in his doorway. Jaw clenched, hands fisted at his sides as he stomps in and starts glaring at the debris of Tim’s life scattered around his – their – his apartment.
"I did." Conner says, bending down to pick things up. "I did leave."
There’s something absolutely amazing about saying that you met your significant other by partying too hard.
And that is something that Tim and Conner can say with absolute one hundred percent certainty.
"He rubbed my by back while I puked out my guts." Conner says, curling an arm around Tim’s waist, "That takes some serious character."
"To be honest I mistook him for someone else, but I’m blaming that on the amount of alcohol that was in my system mixed with the flashing lights and screaming." Tim says, "But it worked out in the end. I mean, look at us, we’re – to be frank – amazing."
They exchange high fives.
"You two are absolute idiots. Dumb. Lucky. Idiots." Cassie says, "I can’t believe I’m even friends with you. I left you alone for two minutes Tim. Two minutes. And then you somehow got yourself a fucking soul mate.”
"Excuse you, the universe was on my side for once." Tim replies, "Besides, you’re just mad because he’s your ex from college and he’s also the guy who’s grade in moral philosophy trounced yours."
"This is why we need to invest in child leashes but for drunk adults." Bart says, "But way to go, man."
Bart and Conner fist bump.
"Told you that you’d like him." Bart says, "If you took the chance to meet him."
"I will never doubt you again."
Tim feels – he feels absolutely terrible about this. It’s his brother’s wedding, his wedding to the girl he’s loved all his life, and he’s miserable.
"I found him asleep in a puddle of ink." Jason says, "Half of his face is blue, people are going to think I beat him or something."
"Why was he sleeping in a puddle of ink."