Drawn in pencil, scanned rather poorly. (I miss you, drawing tablet)
#18: Medical Play
“Time for your medicine, darling.”
That is a speculum btw, not a gun. It just looks like a gun, because apparently I am not able to draw speculums.
Almost everyday for about a month a brunette man would walk into Steve’s bookshop. Steve found it difficult to admit, but it was driving him absolutely crazy. The man would just come in, sweep through the shop, pick up a book or 2 and just look at them. Not read, look. He started to assume the man couldn’t read, but it was still pissing him off. Why wouldn’t he read or buy anything? Every time the man walked in, Steve would quickly sink his nose into his book and look preoccupied. His hate had built from the basis of essentially nothing, and felt he needed to approach him for the sake of ridding him. Because he certainly didn’t think he was cute. And he most definitely didn’t think he had an amazing ass when he was in suit trousers.
Quick, crappy sketch for this wonderful, amazeballs bookshop AU RP I’ve been doing over with an amazing Rp partner through email. Turning it into fanfiction eventually .. most likely.
Horray! That’s what I strive for :3