#skype a scientist

[sarahmackattack]

Alright people. I need your help. Enrollment for Skype a scientist this semester has been -fine- but we can do better. We have so many scientists who want to speak with classrooms! Will you tell a teacher you know about our program 🥺 please?

Send them to skypeascientist.com/sign-up

[listen-to-the-inner-walrus]

Merry Crabmas and A Happy New Frog

Hi, so I got the frog fact and crab fact advent calendars from squidfacts.net which supports Skype a Scientist ran by @sarahmackattack and uh, why not blog me opening scratching the calendar? I'm having so much fun so why not share that fun you know?

Anyway, crabs can be left or right handed??????

[plasma-packin-peep]

I just received my Frog Fact calendar from @sarahmackattack, founder of the Skype A Scientist outreach program and pilot of The Squidmobile (which I had the honor of seeing in person like a year ago and i still remember that day fondly.)

The calendar is here just in time to make September a month of amphibious education! Also, can I just say it's so much bigger and prettier and glossier than I expected it to be? I'm going to keep this hanging up even after I'm done revealing my frog facts.

I also got myself a Squid Fact Hotline sticker to put on my own car so I too can drive a Squidmobile. Squidmobile Jr, if you will.

And theres other goodies available too! If you like frogs (or crabs, or squids or funding public access to science education) please consider supporting the program by buying yourself a fun treat from her shop!

[thisisadecisionimayregret]

get you a friend who will donate to skype a scientist to send you a crab facts advent calendar (crabvent calendar) as a fun surprise

[everydaydeeds]

Day 3238 - Did a Skype a Scientist session for a class of kindergarteners. Showed off cool ducks and answered their questions about birds (mostly penguins!)

[athenasdragon]

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[itmeblog]

It's Black History Month

(Over here in the US of A) So here are some podcasts to check out.

Absolutely no Adventures - a fantasy (un)adventure story that follows Sig, the owner of Signature Eats bakery, as he aggressively avoids becoming embroiled in any daring quests or chosen one shenanigans even though the universe really seems to want him to do just that. This is a story about cutting Joseph Campbell’s Hero’s Journey off at the knees to chill with friends and staying far, far away from the slightest whiff of adventure. And also baking. This is also a story about baking.

Afflicted - Lovecraft Country meets True Blood in this new series from award-winning producers Tonia Ransom and Jen Zink. In season one, a small East Texas town suffers supernatural disasters caused by a demonic book bound in human flesh…and only hoodoo can save the town from its affliction.

Apollyon - In the early 22nd century, the Apollyon virus wiped out 75% of the world’s population, and now most of the world is governed by the International Conglomerate of Research Scientists. Dr. Theo Ramsey is an ICRS research scientist who may have just discovered an effective vaccine for Apollyon, but the stakes to get the vaccine to the public are higher than she ever imagined.

Between Heartbeats - Tan immersive Urban Fantasy about the hurt, the powerful, and their growth within a broken world. We follow Sundiata, a guilt-ridden time manipulator with a knack for unemployment, and Nadia, a moralistic telepath determined not to lose control, as they balance frayed mental health against an unsympathetic police state. But when a malevolent presence rears is head, their neuroses become the least of their problems. Can our heroes make the most of their abilities before the option is taken from them?

Fan Wars: The Empire Claps Back - Two passionate Star Wars fans on opposite sides of the Last Jedi debate argue via Skype after their favorite forum closes down. If you love Star Wars (or call yourself a proud member of any fandom), you’ll love this romantic comedy told via

Harlem Queen - a Black historical fiction audio drama based on the life and times of Black, woman, "gangster" Madame Stephanie St. Clair during the Harlem Renaissance.

His Royal Fakin' Highness - What if Ophelia helped Hamlet get his throne back? This modern day, romantic comedy re-imagining of Shakespeare's Hamlet asks just that. As they stage an engagement in the wake of the king's death, these childhood frenemies must decide between duty and love.

InCo (This one's mine :D) - A Sci-Fi story about a disgruntled information seller, a mysterious space boy, and an android doing her best.

Janus Descending - a limited series, science fiction/horror audio drama podcast, follows the arrival of two xenoarcheologists on a small world orbiting a binary star. But what starts off as an expedition to survey the planet and the remains of a lost alien civilization, turns into a monstrous game of cat and mouse, as the two scientists are left to face the creatures that killed the planet in the first place.

Lady Lucy - Lady Lucy is an audio drama inspired by Shakespeare's "Dark Lady" Sonnets, 127-154. Between running her brothel, fighting the Church, murdering her friends' abusive husbands, and pretending to be a poet, the last thing Lucy needed back in 1586 was a surprise visit from her former flame... Will Shakespeare.

Liars and Leeches - Tonya Wright felt it all after the tragic murders of her sister and brother-in-law in a random act of gun violence. Struggling to travel outside of her home, she now lives constantly on edge about perceived threats that seem to surround her.

Nightlight - Multi-award winning horror podcast featuring creepy stories with full audio production written by Black writers and performed by Black actors. So scary it’ll make you want to leave your night light on.

Null /Void - a science fiction audio drama about a young woman, Piper Lee, whose life is saved by a mysterious voice named Adelaide. Piper soon uncovers a malicious plot by a monopoly of a tech company and must work with her friends and an unusual ally to help foil their deadly plot.

Out of Ashes - (currently remastering season 1) Follow a group of survivors as they navigate the ruins of modern civilization and battle against demons, ghosts, monsters and the looming threat of extinction from an ancient power.

Small Victories - A recently recovered drug addict tries to start her new lease on life, too bad life has it out for her.  This dramatic comedy follows Marisol through the ups and downs of her life.

The Courtship of Mona Mae - In the 1870s, pioneers Mona Mae Christophe and Zekial Montgomery search the American West for Mona Mae's mother, Clara. Mona must recall a past, long forgotten in order to survive, so that she can find her mother, love and create a way of life for herself.

Vega a Sci-Fi Adventure Podcast - In a fantasy futuristic world, Vega Rex is employed by her government to kill off the world's worst criminals. She's never met a criminal she couldn't catch…until now. Join Vega as she journeys through a world of bumbling apprentices, powerful technogods, and her biggest challenge yet. Hosted by Ivuoma Hall.

Witchever Path - is an anthology series where your decisions effect the story. Our stories are based in America’s NorthEast, featuring characters finding themselves in the thick of the unknown while tackling issues like queer identity, gender, race, and spirituality. Stories often focus on the communities not typically seen in stories taking place in New England, and giving voice to the perspectives of those communities while uniting under some universal themes. And the supernatural happens. A lot.

(All descriptions were taken from websites)

If you want to find more and there are way more there's a directory :D

[onenicebugperday]

Have hear about the squid fact hotline? (Swear this also relate to bug)

(US text number)

1-833-SCI-TEXT (1-833-724-8398)

(just in case not trust self send number :

If look up skype a scientist and go to link tree (from drop down menu) can find the squid fact merch stuff that have the hotline number )

Just find out that it ALSO do bug fact at same number :)

Can just keep get random bug fact :)

I have! The creator is on tumblr @sarahmackattack :)

[muiitoloko]

Heyyy, please tell me there are more Lionel fics on the way?? You’re so good at writing him.

Title: Skype

Summary: Lionel, engrossed in a dull meeting about opening a new California branch, finds unexpected excitement when his wife initiates a bold, intimate act during his call.

Pairing: Lionel Shahbandar × Fem! Reader

Warning; Smut

Author's Notes: Heyyy! 😄 Thanks so much for the love! There are definitely more Lionel fics brewing in my brain—he's just too fun to write! Think of me as a literary mad scientist, concocting more Lionel goodness in my story lab. Stay tuned for more adventures with our favorite character! 🧪📚

Also read on Ao3

Lionel was bored, sitting in his home office, discussing the intricacies of opening a new branch in California via Skype. His baritone voice droned on about potential properties and zoning regulations, but his mind wandered to how he wished he were spending the day with you, his wife of less than three months.

He looked up when he heard the soft hiss of the office door. There you were, a shy smile playing on your lips as you approached him silently. Lionel felt a flicker of excitement but returned to his meeting, attempting to maintain his professional demeanor.

As you knelt between his knees and reached for his belt, Lionel’s heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. He tried to push you away, his hands brushing against your shoulders, but it was a half-hearted effort. The prospect of receiving such intimate pleasure while in a meeting was too thrilling to resist.

His voice faltered momentarily as he felt your fingers deftly unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. "Gentlemen, let’s focus on the market research data for a moment," he said, his voice slightly strained as he struggled to maintain his composure.

You freed him from the confines of his underwear, your touch sending a jolt of pleasure through his body. Lionel’s breath hitched, and he clenched the edge of his desk, his knuckles turning white. He glanced at the screen, praying none of the men noticed the faint tremor in his voice.

"Yes, I believe the property on Wilshire Boulevard could be quite suitable," he managed to say, his voice thick with barely contained desire.

Under the table, you took him into your mouth, your warm, wet lips sliding over his erection with a slow, deliberate rhythm. Lionel’s eyes closed briefly, a shudder of pleasure coursing through him. He bit down on his lip, trying to suppress a moan as you set a torturous pace.

"The property’s... location offers excellent visibility," Lionel continued, his voice wavering slightly as your tongue swirled around the sensitive head of his cock. "And the... amenities are... quite suitable."

His colleagues droned on about property values and market trends, but Lionel’s attention was entirely focused on the exquisite sensations you were creating. He could feel his control slipping, the pleasure building to an unbearable intensity as you sucked him with increasing fervor.

"You’re doing this on purpose," he muttered under his breath, his voice a rough whisper meant only for your ears. "Trying to make me lose control."

You responded with a soft, teasing hum, the vibration adding to the intense pleasure that made his hips buck involuntarily. Lionel’s fingers tangled in your hair, his breath coming in short, ragged bursts as he fought to maintain his composure.

"We need to finalize the budget allocations," one of the men on the call said, drawing Lionel’s attention back to the screen. He forced a smile, his eyes glazed with desire as he tried to focus on the conversation. "I’ll review the figures... and get back to you with a proposal," he replied, his voice trembling with the effort to stay composed.

Your mouth worked him with a relentless, skilled rhythm, your tongue flicking over his slit with every stroke. Lionel’s pulse quickened, his body tensing as he felt himself teetering on the brink of release. "Oh, fuck," he muttered under his breath, his voice a low, desperate growl. "I’m going to come."

His colleagues continued talking, oblivious to the sensual torment Lionel was enduring. He clutched the edge of the desk, his knuckles white as he fought against the overwhelming desire building inside him. "Let’s schedule a follow-up meeting for next week," he said, his voice tight with barely contained lust. "I’ll have more detailed feedback by then."

As the call finally ended, Lionel’s relief was palpable. He ended the meeting with a hasty farewell, then immediately looked down at you, his eyes blazing with a mixture of frustration and desire. "You’re incorrigible," he growled, his voice thick with need.

You pulled away, a satisfied smile on your lips as you looked up at him. "I couldn’t resist," you said, your voice a seductive purr. "You looked so serious, and I wanted to see if I could make you lose control."

Lionel’s breath came in heavy gasps, his body trembling with the effort to restrain himself. "Well, you’ve succeeded," he muttered, his hands reaching down to pull you up from under the table. "But now it’s my turn."

He stood up, his eyes dark with a fierce, possessive hunger as he guided you to his desk. Your skirt rode up as he lifted you onto the surface, his hands rough and demanding as he spread your legs wide. "I’ve been thinking about this all day," he growled, his voice a low, guttural rumble. "Watching you walk around the house, teasing me with those eyes."

You gasped, your body arching towards him as his fingers traced the outline of your panties, teasing the sensitive skin beneath. "Lionel," you moaned, your voice a breathless plea. "Please."

His eyes gleamed with a predatory glint as he pulled your panties aside, exposing your wet, glistening heat to his hungry gaze. "You’re so wet for me," he murmured, his voice filled with a dark, possessive satisfaction. "I want to taste you, make you scream my name."

Before you could respond, Lionel’s mouth was on you, his tongue parting your folds and lapping at your clit with a fierce, relentless rhythm. You cried out, your fingers gripping the edge of the desk as waves of pleasure crashed over you, your body trembling with the intensity of his touch. "Oh, God," you gasped, your voice breaking with need. "Yes, Lionel. Don’t stop."

Lionel’s hands gripped your hips, holding you in place as he devoured you with a ravenous hunger. His tongue flicked and swirled over your clit, the sensation driving you closer and closer to the edge. "Come for me," he growled against you, his voice thick with desire. "I want to feel you come on my tongue."

Your breath came in ragged gasps, your body trembling with the overwhelming need building inside you. "Lionel," you cried, your voice a breathless scream. "I’m so close. Please, don’t stop."

With a final, powerful flick of his tongue, Lionel drove you over the edge, your orgasm crashing over you with a force that left you breathless and shaking. You cried out his name, your body writhing beneath his mouth as the pleasure surged through you, every nerve alight with ecstasy.

Lionel continued to lick and suck at your clit, prolonging your orgasm until you were trembling with the aftershocks, your breath coming in short, uneven bursts. "You taste amazing," he murmured, his voice a rough, satisfied growl. "I could do this all day."

You shivered with the lingering pleasure, your mind hazy with the intensity of your release. "Lionel," you whispered, your voice a breathless plea. "I need you inside me. Please."

Lionel’s eyes darkened with a fierce, possessive hunger as he stood up, his erection pressing hot and hard against your entrance. "As you wish," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive rumble. "But I’m not going to be gentle. I want to fuck you hard. Make you scream my name."

Your breath hitched, your body arching towards him in eager anticipation. "Yes," you gasped, your voice trembling with need. "Fuck me, Lionel. Make me scream."

With a low, guttural growl, Lionel thrust into you, the sudden, intense sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through both of you. You cried out, your fingers digging into his shoulders as he moved with a fierce, relentless rhythm, his hips slamming against yours with each powerful thrust.

"You feel so good," he groaned, his voice rough with lust. "So tight. So perfect. I want to feel you come around my cock. Scream for me."

Your moans grew louder, your body trembling with the intensity of his thrusts. "Lionel," you gasped, your voice a breathless scream. "Oh, God. Yes. Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop."

Lionel’s movements became more urgent, his hips driving into you with a force that left you breathless, your body arching towards him with each powerful thrust. "I’m going to come," he growled, his voice a rough, desperate whisper. "Come with me. Scream my name."

With a final, shuddering thrust, Lionel felt your muscles clench around him, your orgasm triggering his own. He buried himself deep inside you, his body trembling with the force of his release as he spilled into you, the pleasure so intense it left him gasping for breath.

"Lionel," you cried, your voice breaking with ecstasy. "Oh, God. Yes."

They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies pressed together, the echoes of their pleasure still pulsing through them. Lionel’s hands stroked your back soothingly, his breath warm against your skin as he murmured, “You’re incredible, absolutely incredible.”

Your breath came in shaky gasps, your body still trembling with the aftershocks of your orgasm. “I love you, Lionel,” you whispered, your voice a mixture of exhaustion and bliss. “So much.”

Lionel pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, his heart swelling with love. “I love you too,” he said softly. “You’re perfect.”

As you and Lionel basked in the afterglow of your passionate encounter, a sudden, discreet throat-clearing sound shattered the intimate atmosphere. You both froze, your eyes widening in alarm. Lionel pushed himself off you, his head snapping up as he looked around the room, searching for the source of the noise.

“Who’s there?” Lionel demanded, his voice a mixture of confusion and a hint of leftover irritation from your previous escapade. His gaze swept over the room but found nothing out of place.

Then, realization dawned on him, and his eyes fell on the laptop. His face turned ashen as he saw the Skype meeting still active, the camera icon dark but the microphone clearly on. The faint sounds of muted laughter and clearing throats echoed from the laptop speakers, confirming his worst fear.

“Uh, Lionel?” one of the men on the call spoke up, his voice tinged with awkwardness. “You turned off the camera, but, um, the audio… well, we could hear everything.”

A wave of mortification washed over you, your cheeks burning with embarrassment. You scrambled to cover yourself with a nearby throw, your mind racing with the implications of what they had just heard. “Oh my God,” you whispered, your voice a mixture of horror and disbelief. “They heard everything?”

Lionel, however, remained remarkably composed, his initial shock giving way to a sly, mischievous grin. A gleam of amusement sparkled in his eyes as he turned back to the laptop, clearly unbothered by the situation. “Well, gentlemen,” he drawled, his baritone voice oozing with a cheeky nonchalance, “at least you had the pleasure of listening to the hottest audio show of your lives. Consider it a free sample.”

Your mortification deepened, and you shot Lionel a furious glare, your eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. “Lionel!” you hissed, your voice a low, reprimanding whisper. “What on earth are you thinking?”

He merely shrugged, a hint of a sneer curling his lips. “I hate technology,” he replied, his tone almost dismissive. “I don’t know how to deal with these modernities. Besides,” he added with a wink, “you’re the one who started it, love.”

Your fury only intensified at his cavalier attitude, and you reached over to the laptop, your fingers moving swiftly as you ended the Skype meeting with a decisive click. The screen went dark, and you turned back to Lionel, your eyes narrowing with a mixture of exasperation and lingering desire. “I can’t believe you,” you muttered, your voice filled with a mix of reprimand and reluctant amusement. “You’re impossible.”

Lionel’s eyes gleamed with a playful light, his expression unapologetic as he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. “And yet you love me,” he murmured, his voice a low, seductive rumble that sent shivers down your spine. “Despite my quirks.”

You couldn’t help but soften slightly at his words, a reluctant smile tugging at the corners of your lips. “I suppose I do,” you admitted, your voice a whisper filled with affection. “But you’re still in trouble for that little stunt.”

Lionel chuckled softly, his fingers trailing down your arm in a soothing, affectionate caress. “I’ll make it up to you,” he promised, his voice a low, reassuring murmur. “Starting with a very long, very thorough apology.”

Your irritation melted away as his touch and words enveloped you in a warm, comforting embrace. Despite the mortifying incident, you couldn’t deny the magnetic pull Lionel had on you, his cheeky charm and mischievous nature endearing him to you even in moments of chaos.

As you settled back into each other’s arms, the memory of the Skype call faded into the background, replaced by the comforting rhythm of your breaths mingling together. Despite the embarrassment and Lionel’s incorrigible attitude, you knew that his unwavering love and playful spirit were what made your relationship so uniquely vibrant and fulfilling.

[copperbadge]

Radio Free Monday

Good morning everyone, and welcome to Radio Free Monday!

Ways to Give:

nivchara-yahel and her sibling Hem are disabled and currently applying for SSDI and other benefits; they need ongoing support and are currently fundraising for August rent. Hem is also an artist and offering work for donations of $10 or more to those interested. You can read more, reblog, and find giving information here.

Char is raising funds for a friend's cat, Phil, who is currently at the animal hospital indefinitely until he receives treatment; they're still working out what he's dealing with, but are treating him currently for an infection in his liver and are checking for lymphoma. You can read more and support the fundraiser here.

Anon linked to a fundraiser for a classroom in Texas that is trying to get some missing chapter books in the classroom library, and read-aloud books that focus on marginalized peoples, environmental concerns, and non-Western upbringings. The project page states it will impact ten students, but all students and teachers in the school will have access to these books. You can read more and support the fundraiser here.

Buy Stuff, Help Out:

sarahmackattack is with Skype A Scientist, a nonprofit science education organization that connects scientists with classrooms, libraries, and scout troops for free; they also run a "Squid Facts" hotline that people can text to receive squid facts, and support a science mural program in Philadelphia. They're currently selling Frog Facts and Crab Facts advent calendars; you scratch off the sticker each day to reveal fun facts about frogs or crabs. You can purchase them and other fun stickers and merch to support Skype A Scientist at their website here.

Recurring Needs:

we_are_spc's AC in their house has gone out, and they are trying to stay cool with only one fan; they are unemployed, and the heat is bad for both their asthma and their cats, as well as several musical instruments in the home including indigenous flutes. They've had a great update which is that the unit itself is working so only the copper lines need to be replaced; they need to raise less than previously thought, but are still trying to get as much funding as possible for the line replacement. You can read more and support the fundraiser here or give via paypal at celticphoenyx@gmail.com, via venmo at rowansong, or via cashApp at rowansong.

loversdoom has recently been diagnosed with PCOS and needs help to afford the prescribed birth control pills on top of living expenses; you can read more, reblog, and find giving information here or give via paypal here.

thegeeksqueaks's school district has shorted her on her summer teacher's budget; she can't afford currently to stock her classroom for back-to-school. She's raising funds to get food and hygiene tools for underserved kids as well as various aids for neurodivergent kids. You can read more and reblog here, give via DonorsChoose here or via paypal here, or purchase from an Amazon wishlist here.

And this has been Radio Free Monday! Thank you for your time. You can post items for my attention at the Radio Free Monday submissions form. If you're new to fundraising, you may want to check out my guide to fundraising here.

[sarahmackattack]

IT IS TIME. The 6th annual United States of Science Challenge begins NOW. It's Skype a Scientist's biggest annual fundraiser to help keep our program running!

Each bubble on this map represents classrooms we matched w/scientists over the last year. $10 donations fill in bubbles. The first region to close all their bubbles wins!

Skype a Scientist matches scientists with classrooms, scout troops, libraries, and groups of adults for Q&A sessions with scientists, but that's not all we do. We bring science in person to events around philly, run the squid facts hotline, and share science via street art and murals. And of course we answer science questions and share about cool animals all the time on social media.

We offer all of our programming for free, so fundraising campaigns like this are the only way we can keep offering this program! If you're able to spare $10 to fill a bubble, please help us fill the map!

[listen-to-the-inner-walrus]

Es Crabmas and New Frog again, I don't know why I went with this name, but I'm sticking with it because by the gods, I'm really enjoying opening these calendars.

I am always in want of more facts, and wow I really like frog and crab facts, so much more than I thought I did.

Also Japanese spider crab mention!!!

[plasma-packin-peep]

I just received my Frog Fact calendar from @sarahmackattack, founder of the Skype A Scientist outreach program and pilot of The Squidmobile (which I had the honor of seeing in person like a year ago and i still remember that day fondly.)

The calendar is here just in time to make September a month of amphibious education! Also, can I just say it's so much bigger and prettier and glossier than I expected it to be? I'm going to keep this hanging up even after I'm done revealing my frog facts.

I also got myself a Squid Fact Hotline sticker to put on my own car so I too can drive a Squidmobile. Squidmobile Jr, if you will.

And theres other goodies available too! If you like frogs (or crabs, or squids or funding public access to science education) please consider supporting the program by buying yourself a fun treat from her shop!

[ilovecoelacanths]

YIPPEE!!! my package from skype a scientist is here!!!! yay!!! magnapinna bumper sticker has arrived!

also my snailfish sticker and my strawberry squid shirt!!! im so excited im gonna wear my new shirt this week and im gonna find a spot for my stickers. i don’t have a car but i could not resist the magnapinna sticker. for now i will keep it on its backing and find a spot to put it temporarily. i may even tape it up on my wall. it would kind of be funny to have a bumper sticker on my wall.

[the-bar-sinister]

had a dream (mush/fragments) in which the things i remember most are:

yelling "I don't want to dream about silent hill any more!"

a skype call with a shinra scientist who looked like Jack Black. He might have been Gast? i remember something about saying "you don't HAVE any accomplishments!"

[maxwellsuperbien]

Reminiscing & Sketching

I'm currently working on my portfolio and was thinking about what started my desire to work in art and when I started doing so. I guess other people approaching 30 y-o also think a lot about their past.

I believe my presence on the internet started in 2010, when I was 13 y-o. I created an account on Facebook because my favorite cousin moved there and wasn't on Skype anymore.

I was a naïve, sensitive, insecure, undiagnosed and bullied child. Friendships then weren't very good, I was constantly reprimanded for symptoms of my ADHD and probable autism.

However, I won't talk too in depth about it. I'm just giving context about how risky it was for me to have a presence online (less risky than nowadays though).

Back then, I hesitated between becoming an animal scientist or an artist. I think what made me chose the latter (apart from being bad at math) was the desire to share what I did. I used to show what I drew to my "friends" and my art teacher.

I wasn't confident, but I knew I had fun sketching and some pretty good skills. So I went ahead, created my online persona and started to display my art. I tried to gain more followers in the hope to find more people like me, who were passionate about drawing, make friends... I didn't go as far as 80 people until I went on Instagram, in 2016 (it was easy then, just had to post everyday and add the right tags).

I still don't have online ART friends, I wish I knew the steps to have mutuals become friends in a non-creepy way (I also know many minors are more active on social medias and I don't intend on befriending them, I'm 27, that's not appropriate). So most of my online friends are geeks (Wow ! Geeks on the internet ? Nobody would have guessed ! /s) but it's not the same as talking to people who know more about art.

Regardless of all that yapping, I'm still very much into sharing my sketches so here's a bunch of them.