Kill La Kill

Ryuko Matoi from the anime Kill La Kill. Surly, gratuitously-garbed high schooler with a hunger for vengeance battles baddies with the help of her sentient uniform, Senketsu. Any sketch that I export out of my ipad's sketchbook pro tends to be more yellow and blown out. Apologies. Word!

Wonderful Woman!

The last in my series of Justice Leaguers is Diana aka Wonder Woman! This Amazonian is all about mixing it up with the big boys while maintaining flawless skin, long, wavy locks, and a physique that would make any Greek goddess envious. Although she epitomizes sexy and her outfit looks as though she's ready for the Sports Illustrated's swimsuit issue, she'd much prefer to be fighting crime in a pants-suit if it wasn't so confining. Can you dig it?

One Ring to Rule Them All!

Cocky test pilot turned intergalactic beat cop, Hal Jordan patrols his sector of the universe with only a body-hugging suit, and his green lantern ring which allows him to create constructs that are only limited by his imagination. Besides the perks of owning a seriously powerful piece of jewelry and the standard issued, body-painted uniform, every member of the core must recite the mantra: In brightest day, In blackest night, No evil shall escape my sight, Let those who worship evil's might, Beware my power, Green Lantern's light in order to recharge the power of the ring. Not the most convenient thing when your in the middle of battle. Giddy up!

It's a Bird, It's a Plane, it's Superman!

Faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, able to leap tall buildings in a single bound...yes, it's Superman. I don't buy that "Aw, shucks" Kansas farm-boy act. There's definitely a dark side to that chiseled chin, spit curl-haired boyscout. I figure he's actually a complete D#!%$ and is always pranking other members of the JLA or he's a certified kleptomaniac and is constantly adding to his collection in the fortress of solitude, or he has some weird vice like watching "Toddlers and Tiaras." Lates!

Presto Change O

The Justice League's resident telepathic shape-shifter, Martian Manhunter aka J'onn J'onzz (according to Wikipedia). So what pray tell, reduces our hero into a cowering pile of tears...the bane of his existence...his one true threat...FIRE! So no, you will not see the martian partaking in the annual Justice League camp out marshmallow roast, attending Burning Man, watching the movie Backdraft, or celebrating the 4rth of July. BuhBye!

The Speedster

Thank god for the anti-friction suit, otherwise, ol' Barry's inner thighs would be constantly engulfed in flames and smoke. Picture Pig Pen from Charlie Brown, but instead of a dirt cloud there would be a billowing cloud of smoke emanating from his crotch. Not pretty!

Artie the Fish Whisperer!

Although the brunt of many a joke, there is no denying the awesomeness of the King of Atlantis! Blessed with golden 80's hair-band locks, a 70's porn stache, and the sweet o' naturale aroma of fish market chum, Arthur Curry is a vital member of the Justice League...unless the crime is on land. Sushi, anyone?

Robocop ain't got sh#%@ on me!

Victor Stone aka Cyborg, once a scientific guinea pig for mom and dad, now a freak-accident Half Man/Half Machine with a mind for justice. lates.

The Dark Knight

When he's not completely wrecking women as Bruce Wayne, multi-billionaire playboy, or weeping uncontrollably about his dead parents, or doing both simultaneously, he dons the cowl and a suit that leaves little to the imagination and reigns down justice with an arsenal of toys as the Brooding Basher of Bad Boys....BATMAN!

Give me some space!!!!

Our favorite rescuer of antiquities has enough on his plate to also have to deal with the constant nagging and wailing from a booze-soaked, woman scorned, Marion, throwing back another fire water or Sala who doesn't miss an opportunity to tell everyone what he really thinks about dates, and lest not forget Dr. Jones Senior who seems hell-bent on keeping Indy under his thumb by incessantly calling him,"Junior." Back the truck up, people! Cheers.

Petey making the grand romantic gesture in hopes of wooing miss Stacy, but he's definitely sweating it. Lates.

SPACE CADET

Ground control to Major Tom! A birthday present for my nephew. A 3 year old that will stop you in your tracks if you provide incorrect information about the planets. Awesome!

Kap.

Colin Kapernick is the phenom quarterback for the SF 49ers. Tall, ridiculously gifted, and tatted up like an inmate on death row. If you ever needed a ringer in the neighborhood snowball fight, this would be the guy you call. heyooooo!

All that Jazz!

Nothing but soul and sensitivity oozes from Jerome's lips as he belts out a little something special for all the ladies in the house. Well done, sir!

Sinister Siths

Asajj Ventress strikes a pose front and center while Dooku mean mugs the camera, and Maul does his best to say "Cheese."

Another drawing that came out of nowhere. What's supposed to be lovely aromatic steam rising from a cup of joe is looking more like some barista's disgusting tendril of hair. Also, the briefcase is suspiciously small to hold any sort of documents. More likely, it houses one single banana for Gary's lunchtime snack. Bye Bye Beeotches.

You're a handsome devil

Muscles, Moustaches, and Manliness are always a winning combination. Even Pierre here has become smitten over his own sideshow sexiness.

Pomme de Terre

Nothing gives woman more pleasure than to have their bodies compared to a shapely tuber, and, let's be honest, potatoes exude all manner of sexuality and style. These were some designs for a pitch where photo realistic ingredients had to be used, one being a potato body. Sayonara suckas.

Woman de Wonder is a beautiful, imposing figure and a part of the holy DC trinity.  While most comfortable planting her well-manicured fist to someone's grill, Miss Themiscyra isn't afraid to let her hair down once in awhile and shake her money-maker. A smitten Superman looks on while Batty Bruce is merely confused by her feminine wiles. Just a work-in-progress. Hope you dig! Kazam!

Someone's been doing her pilates!

Sword-wielding, sexy assassin! This nocturnal dealer of death will have you praying that your eyes are left in tact even if that melon you call a head is separated from your aimlessly wandering body. You want those last images to be of pretty lady curvaceousness before the lights go dark....I'm just saying. Bon Voyage.