#Vig

[sirbird]

Chapter 17 from AFM II

Vig fascinates me

#my art #atsv miguel #miguel o'hara #miguel o hara fanart #a fortunate mistake #Miguel variant #vig #he fascinates me in a i need to put him under a microscope type of way #like I worry for him #but then again he did loose everything #but he also went to far #anyways the amount of times I’ve reread this fic is concerning #but there are still so many scenes I wanna redraw #I also still wanna draw the O’Hara family :) #my kids

[mysticaltastemakerwitch]

Viggo Mortensen, my love❤️ - as Eddie "Tex" Sawyer in Leatherface - Texas Chainsaw Massacre III - 1990

#viggo mortensen #Vig #my love ❤️ #Hot #Not his best role #So sexy

[cry4thenightbird]

Viggo and animals...

#Vig #viggo mortensen #Viggo loves animals #beautiful #Love him #Precious

[despereaux7]

Hey I’m Des! Everyone is running away from twitter now soooo here I am :v  I like to draw things, mostly traditional, but I’ve been dabbling in digital stuff lately. Hope you enjoy!

#art #artists on tumblr #dca #dice camera action #strix #diath #obey me #belphie #belphagor #noor #vig

[reachforthestars-101]

Queen Fine is called that way cause she is Damn Fine 👌

#vampire in the garden #my post #gay #vitg #vig #vig fine #vitg fine

[henrikque-art]

Vig (Peacemaker) Fanart. absolutelly the Best Character in the whole series. love peacemaker

WHERES IS THE SEASON 2

#peacemaker #vig #fanart #dc comics #illustration #art

[mrmrsman]

I'd love to see a dpxdc story where the Justice League knows about Amity Park and the Ghosts the whole time, and does think the ghosts are rogues to be addressed. Doesn't agree with the GIW, maybe doesn't even know about them? THE IMPORTANT PART.

The Red Huntress is the only active vigilante in Amity Park, according to the JL. Phantom is marked as one of her rogues. Maybe the Fentons even are marked as rogues from all the property damages and random shooting/sliming of citizens. Valarie is the only person successfully taking care of the ghosts, masking and suiting up in the classic vigilante way the whole time.

#dpxdc #dc x dp #dc x dp crossover #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #honestly i feel like the opinion im imagining the jl having towards the giw is #on our side technically but wholey incompetent as an organization #anyway i wanna see Valerie get recruited for yj type stuff #because she is in world so much more obvious as a vig working in amity #and Danny maybe a bit jealously sneaking along with her on her missions #and ending up working with her kinda like in life lessons

[apieinvestavimapaprastai]

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#Blue Chip #DIA #Dividendinė kompanija #DJIA #Dow Jones 30 #GRAPES #Investavimas #IVV #KO #Rinkos lyderis #SPY #The CocaCola Company #VIG #XLP

[misagenda]

#sag aftra #sag afra strike #writers strike #charity auction #toni collette #lea michele #jonathan groff #david lynch #dominic monaghan #vill you vare vigs #bette davis #hannah waddingham

[sirbird]

Gave it some colors

#my art #a fortunate mistake #vig #Miguel o hara variant #HES ESCAPED AHHHHHH #THE KILLER IS ESCAPING AHHHHHH #Shits about to go down #recent chapter had me freaking out #feeling like that police man that falls to his knees screaming NOOOO 😭😭

[ponytailzuko]

"sentihumans are just like regular humans but made from magic!" is literally so boring to me. if youre gonna make sentis then have fun with it. i think adrien played a wax statue so well because he doesn't actually need to breathe and he only remembers to when people remind him about it.

#cal.ibrations #miraculous ladybug #ml #mlb #adrien agreste #this is for vig who wants senti adrien to be a vampire. and how i want him to be giving doll/mannequin. little freaky guy.

[cry4thenightbird]

Viggo with more animals.

#viggo mortensen #Vig #viggo loves animals #Animals always know a good soul #beautiful

[despereaux7]

My d&d character Noor (harpy sorcerer) with her teammate Vig (human blood hunter). They ended up getting stuck in Ravenloft together without the rest of their party. Things didn’t end so well for Noor :v

#dnd #d&d #noor #vig #oc #just in case for the last pic #blood #beheaded #tw #trigger warning #decapitation #decapitated #it's not that bad #i just want to cover the bases :v #just in case :v #art #my art

[quartergremlin]

The Book.

I'd imagine reading What to Expect When You're Expecting (kappa edition) would be hard for mikey with his attention span, no matter how excited he is about Lena.

transcript:

Mikey: I've been trying to read it! I really have. It's just... So boring!

M: Donnie and Draxum say she'll be hatching soon and I... I just want to be a good dad.

April: Have you tried going to one of those new parent birthing classes?

M: Those are real?!

Meme:

Mikey: Oh Lena, we're really in it now.

#quarterdraws #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise mikey #rise leo #rise april #Jess Harley #comic #clarification comic #jesus egg #Also first time trying out little hair charms as gender identifiers #At least for older mikey #Its cute #mikey goimg to: #his vest freimd #the persom who would umderstamd vest #amd his vig sister #is everythimg to me

[elsewhereuniversity]

Alternative Therapy with Marbles

There is one being from the Else who works for the University. Not because it’s replacing someone; the school has its Name.

It was young, once, and hungry, and fond of marbles, beautiful worthless things that they were, a human sort of glamour. It played marbles with students, by rules arcane and unexplained, and paid out just enough heart’s desires that they still sought it out with their marbles even though more often it would win an eye, or both, delicious things like soft, delicate marbles, and sometimes it won more than that and sucked the marrow from a student’s bones, leaving the rest for the Groundskeepers to clean up.

But it had been young. Cocky. It hadn’t understood how quickly a human can learn, new skills gained in just a few years, or how determined a human can be. Most vitally, it hadn’t learned what hustling was in time to avoid being hustled by the lover of one on whose marrow it had fed. “Wager nothing you can’t afford to lose,” the humans told each other, but it had bet a Name against a Name, overconfident, and it had lost. The one who won its Name gifted it to the University (traded it for nothing, as if it was worthless) and then went back to the world of Iron and never again touched a place where the borders were thin.

The school administration had never been put into such a position before. (It did not understand their dilemma until much later, the difficulty of deciding whether to let a killer go free or to keep it enslaved. It took it a long time to comprehend the value that humans place on the freedom of others, and on their own status as people-who-do-not-own-people.) The Dean decided that it would be given a job. It spent many years as a guard, a member of campus security, paid (although they need not have paid it; they had its Name) in pig’s eyes and cow’s eyes and sometimes delicious-lovely goat’s eyes as a “bonus” when it saved a student or two from being killed or stolen.

The girl who started talking to it was called Marbles, and it did not save her from anything from the Else, only scared off a drunk boy who had been trying to follow her home. Marbles stayed to talk to it, gave it her use- name, and offered it a marble “in thanks.”

“No debt is owed,” it said, the words vile in its mouth. It wanted that marble, an end-of-the-day, a unique blend of orange and purple. “I am permitted to make no trades.”

“Freely given, then,” Marbles said, and she began to visit with it during its “time off” (another strange human concept), and shared her marbles with it, playing games for no stakes at all, with rules they invented together as they went. The students began to call it Friend-of-Marbles, and it was a relief to have a name that was its own and was true, even if it wasn’t its True Name.

Then Marbles was Taken. Her human friends came to it, begged it to help, but it could make no trades to empower them, could not leave its post to seek her. They cursed at it - not curses with power, merely words, but they hurt it all the same, “false-friend” and “Marbles should have known not to trust a–” and the vilest invectives they could think of, but it was Marbles’ friend, and Marbles had trusted it, and as they turned to leave, it said, “Wait,” and breathed yearning onto the first marble that Marbles had given it, the orange-purple end-of-the-day, unique in all the world, and held it out.

“Freely given,” it said, wrestling to get the vile words out, because they would have traded with it, would have given up much for this, but it was not allowed. “Set it down and it will roll towards her, I swear it thrice; though I cannot prevent there from being danger along the way.”

They gave it suspicious looks, but they took the marble, set it down on the path and traded glances with each other when it rolled uphill, towards the woods. One of them nodded to Friend-of-Marbles, and they set off, Questing.

Days passed, seven and then seven times seven, before it saw Marbles again, although one of her human friends had returned its marble to it after only three. “She’s back,” they said. “She’s not okay yet, but she’s talking to someone in counseling. Your gift helped us find her.”

She was still not okay when she came to talk to it.

“I wanted to say goodbye,” she said. “I’m going back.”

“To the world of Iron?” it asked, but it knew that the answer would be no. Her eyes had been such a rich, lovely brown before, and now they were grey and empty, and she seemed less than before, her clothes hanging off her loosely.

“All I wanted when I was in the Spring lands was to get back here,” she said, looking at the ground. “But… it was so beautiful.” She talked about the flowers, the sight of them, the smell of them; about the music they had played in the Spring court, and how every sound it had heard since had grated on her ears in comparison; and she had been too canny to eat, but she drank from a clear spring, and she could not help but taste the artificiality of packaged food now, and the decay in everything else, the way that everything grew from the moldering remains of what had gone before and began to turn bad itself as soon as it had ripened. “I wish I could just forget,” she said, “But I can’t. So I’m going back.”

“You could give them to me,” Friend-of-Marbles suggested. “I was of the Spring lands, once; they would be no burden on me.” If it breathed, it would have held its breath in suspense. It wanted those memories, and it wanted its friend back, but it could offer nothing in recompense, was allowed to make no deals.

“I’ll try anything, at this point,” Marbles said. “I freely give you my memories of the Spring lands.”

Oh, they were delicious, a taste of home like a breath of fresh air. It was careful, more careful than it truly had to be, by the terms of the not-a-deal they had made; it took all of her memories of the Spring lands, but let her remember remembering them, though not what she had remembered. When it finished, it was full, sated in a way that eyes did not touch (delicious though the squish-pop of them was), and Marbles’ eyes were brown again.

“Thank you,” Marbles said unwisely, and flung her arms around it.

“There is no debt,” Friend-of-Marbles said, and held her close.

The next day, the Dean and a staff member it did not recognize approached it, looking cautious but hopeful.

“I’m Marbles’ therapist,” the one who was not the Dean said. “She told me what you did, and gave me permission to talk about it.”

“I took only what was freely given,” it said defensively. “And I could have taken more - she was not careful - but did not.”

“We’re not upset with you,” the Dean assured it. “We wanted to ask if you could do it again. And if maybe you’d like a different job.”

And that was how Friend-of-Marbles (who was just called Marbles now, many years after the original Marbles had done what mortals must eventually do) began to work at the student counseling center. It learned, over the years, that some students who had been Elsewhere only needed to talk to someone who would understand, who would listen and not judge (which the human counselors would have done, too, but some of the students who had wandered in the Else thought themselves monsters, and were more comfortable talking to something monstrous).

It took memories only rarely and sparingly, memories of Spring, for Autumn memories could be shed like leaves, but Spring memories would take root and grow, if allowed. The students always offered more, desperate to be free, but it learned to be discerning, taking one song, one taste, one impossible color.

(Sometimes, students offered it other memories, memories that haunted them in other ways, but it learned quickly that for them, knowing what had happened but not remembering soon became worse than remembering had been; and so it did not consume those memories but only held them temporarily, giving them back at the start of each weekly session and taking them once again at the end if the student asked it to. And eventually, they would stop asking.)

The school still gives it payment in eyes and marrow-bones, but Marbles dines well on memories too beautiful to bear, and sometimes appreciative students will give it a marble, tiny false gems, a human glamour.

#submission #vigs #alternative therapy with marbles #oh i loved this #friend of marbles #marbles #eye trauma cw #long post #stories

[whereismyhat5678]

*Me push Pepperman to kiss Vigilante*

Eheheh, I’m so evil 😈 *runs*

And a bonus:

Phil’s to scared to confront his feelings yet-

WELL YOU SURELY HELPED- (Jk- this was really fun to do thanks XD🫶💥)

#Pizza Tower #Request :D #Answered ask #I haven’t drawn Vigilante in a while so his design looks a bit different- #I like how I drew him though he looks a bit better 👍 #Pepperman also tries to be his normal-self around Vig but he can’t bring himself too #He’s WAY to anxious to even express feelings towards him LET ALONE TRY AND KISS HIM #Anon you mischievous little bastard- #Pepperman #Vigilante #Pepperman x Vigilante 👀