#comic 2846

[dogstomp]

Dogstomp #2846 - October 22nd Patreon / Twitter / Discord Server

#restless leg syndrome #comic diary #daily comic #comic journal #autobio comics #comics #webcomics #october 22 2022 #comic 2846

[paulfanblog]

Paul (2011) Film Locations

Locations:

San Diego Convention Center, West Harbor Drive, San Diego, CA (Comic Con exterior)

Vasquez Rocks, 10700 Escondido Canyon Rd, Agua Dulce, CA (Star Trek - Arena, reenactment)

Welcome to Extraterrestrial Highway sign, NV-375, Tonopah, NV 

Little A’Le’Inn, Old Mill Rd, Alamo, NV

The Black Mailbox, 51 Road, Alamo, NV

Area 51, NV

Camp Verde, AZ

Apache Junction, AZ

Roswell, NM

Big Chief Gas Station, 550 u.s, Zia Pueblo, NM 87053 (Reese’s Pieces!) 

Bridge Street, Las Vegas, NM (Paul in disguise)

Fireworks World Outlet, 1903 U.S. Route 66, Moriarty, NM 

Rio Grande Gorge Bridge, Taos, NM

The Mine Shaft Tavern & Cantina, 2846 NM-14, Madrid, NM 87010

Moorcroft, WY (Tara's house)

Devils Tower National Monument, WY-110, Devils Tower, WY 82714

#will update cause its not in order #Paul (2011) Film Locations #paul #paul alien #paul 2011 #paul movie #new mexico #nevada #california #wyoming #film #filming locations #location #map #film map

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SDCC 2023 Exclusive Dungeons & Dragons Displacer Beast & Dark Mimic Vinyl Figure 2 Pack by Kidrobot

Kidrobot will be at San Diego Comic-Con 2023 later this month where they will be dropping this killer SDCC 2023 Exclusive Dungeons & Dragons Displacer Beast & Dark Mimic Vinyl Figure 2 Pack! This D&D set contains two of the game’s most iconic creatures.  The chest of this purple Mimic is a new, sleek dark color with polished, shiny silver trim. The figure’s hulking fist is a purple gradient, revealing its true nature.  Accompanying this Mimic is a purple translucent Displacer Beast. Although it might be transparent, you won’t miss it in the dark as its teeth, claws, eyes, and tentacle spikes glow! Is this beast corporeal? Is it illusory? There's only one way to find out! Each San Diego Comic-Con 2023 Exclusive Dungeons & Dragons vinyl figure in this set stands 3” tall. Limited to just 600 sets, fans can purchase it at the Kidrobot SDCC booth #2846 for $30. http://dlvr.it/SrznPD

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Kidrobot Offers San Diego Comic Con Exclusives

Here's what @kidrobot will be offering at this year's San Diego Comic Con! #sdcc #kidrobot

Kidrobot is offering a fantastic slate of exclusives for the San Diego Comic Con July 20-24. From Godzilla to Hello Kitty, Andy Warhol to Disney, there will be something for everyone. A limited number of these exclusives were already made available for order online earlier this month, and now, they will only be available at Comic Con at their booth, #2846. Here’s a list of activities and…

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[gureishi]

#6 Saeyoung / fm. Can it be kind of angsty with a good amount of nsfw please thank you

Your wish is my command! But for real though, I got a little carried away with this one because I just loved the scenario too much. Don’t raise the bar for me, y’all—these won’t all be this long! (Maybe. Unless they are. Who knows.)

six: just cause you don’t know what to say

SaeyoungXReader, M (sex!), words: 2846

Warning: this is NSFW! Don’t proceed if you don’t wanna read smut, pls~

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・

He’s hurt again.

Why is he always…

You thought you’d never have to see it again: Vanderwood delivering him to you unceremoniously, his shoulder bandaged; him limping toward you, holding out his good arm hopefully as if expecting you to run to him.

But here you are again. You stand in the garage, arms crossed over your chest. His expression falters as he takes in your posture—you’re certainly not leaping into his arms.

“H-hi babe!” He plays dumb, tries a big smile. You can see cuts and bruises on his face, and you don’t miss the way he winces as he gives you what he clearly thinks is an enthusiastic wave. You don’t move. He says your name, a little more quietly, a little more tentatively.

You force yourself to take a deep breath—in and out. You want to yell, to launch yourself at him and hit his stupid, beautiful face and make him swear never to leave you again.

“Where were you?” you ask instead, keeping your voice as level as you can. You don’t do a great job—he visibly recoils and you see Vanderwood already trying to slink off into the shadows.

Saeyoung takes another step toward you and you hold up a hand to stop him. There’s a pained look in his eyes, and you don’t think it’s from the injuries.

“You told me you were going to look at some files,” you say, hearing how cold your voice sounds, seeing the way it wounds him. “Did the files bite you?”

He tries to laugh and winces again and you almost take pity on him. He’s shivering a little—it’s cold in the garage, colder outside, and he’s in a t-shirt. Someone (presumably Vanderwood) has ripped off one of the sleeves to bandage up his shoulder.

Vanderwood has almost disappeared at this point—they’ve made it to the garage door, clearly hoping to dodge your wrath.

“Hey!” You point at them they jump, standing up stick straight. It would be almost comical, if not for the situation. “So what was the plan, then? Bring him along on some stupid half-baked money-grabbing mission and just hope I’d be able to track your bodies down if you got killed?”

Vanderwood’s expression softens, just a little. You realize there are tears in your eyes and you wipe them away furiously.

“I swear to god I thought it was going to be an easy one or I wouldn’t have brought him,” Vanderwood says in their calmest, most placating voice.

“Did you know he lied to me?”

Vanderwood slowly shakes their head. “To be fair, I didn’t ask.”

“Fine.” Clearly taking this as a dismissal, they duck their head and slip into the front seat of the car they’ve left running in the driveway. You hesitate, then: “Vanderwood?” They freeze again, turn to face you. “Are you hurt?”

Again, you see warmth in their eyes—just for a moment, and then it’s gone. They look between you and Saeyoung, who’s still standing stock-still in the middle of the garage as if waiting for instructions.

“I’m fine,” Vanderwood says. 

“And does he need to go to the hospital?” You’re not messing around; if it were up to Saeyoung, he’d try and mend a broken bone himself.

“No,” Vanderwood says firmly. “Flesh wounds.” You raise your eyebrows as if to say really? and they nod. “This is nothing for him. Give him a day, maybe, and he’ll be back to normal.”

Without giving you the chance to ask anything else, Vanderwood gives you a little salute and revs the engine. You look down at the pavement, pushing back your tears by sheer force of will. You wail till their car is out of sight before addressing Saeyoung again.

“If they say you’re fine, then fine,” you say, and you turn on your heel and stalk back to the bunker—you’ve left the door hanging open, and the cold air is getting in.

Saeyoung still doesn’t move.

“A-are you going to let me inside?” he asks in a small voice. For a moment, you want to tell him no. You want to lock yourself up in his huge empty house (Saeran is out, at a doctor’s appointment, so you really would be alone), leave him there, make him wait until you’re ready to forgive him.

But you don’t do this—of course you don’t.

“Come in, then.”

You leave the door open for him and slip out of your shoes, kicking them against the wall with perhaps slightly too much fervor. He follows you, so slowly, so quietly, like he’s afraid to make a sound. Again, you feel a twinge of guilt. You wonder if it’s too late to go back, to forget it all, to wrap him up in your arms and kiss his bruises and reassure him that he’s safe.

Not yet.

He follows you, silently, down the hall and into the living room. You cross your arms again and face him. He looks so pitiful. Don’t give in.

“Saeyoung, tell me why you lied to me.”

He fidgets, like he always does when he’s nervous. He taps out a pattern on his leg with one hand; his injured arm hangs limply at his other side.

“I don’t know,” he says finally, almost inaudibly. There’s a dark, hollow look in his eyes, like he’s receding into himself.

“Hey.” Finally—finally—you move closer, and he flinches when you reach for him. You run a gentle finger along a new cut on his cheek, which intersects with an old scar. “You put me through about eight hours of torture, wondering where you were and if you were even alive, after I finally figured out you weren’t just ‘looking at files’ at Vanderwood’s house. You owe me an explanation.”

He swallows; his throat is dry. “It’s the only thing I know how to do,” he says in that same toneless voice. You sigh loudly. There are a million emotions battling inside you: you want to scold him; you want to check his wounds and re-dress them; you want to scream at him; you want to hold him.

“Sit,” you say. He sits on the couch, a little stiffly, and you go to the kitchen, get him a glass of water. You know enough about the kinds of missions he used to go on for the agency to understand more or less what he’s been doing for the last day. “I thought the agency didn’t exist anymore,” you say, returning to him; he takes the water gratefully and drinks it all, a little too fast.

“It doesn’t,” he says. “This was, um. Somebody Vanderwood owed a favor to. I think they just want…a clean slate.”

“And?” You perch on your knees beside him. You don’t have to forgive him, but you do have to see what’s going on with his shoulder. He flinches, inhaling sharply, as your fingers graze the bandage.

“It’s done,” he says hoarsely. He hesitantly takes your hand off his arm and clutches it tightly in his own. “I’m—I’m really sorry I lied to you,” he stammers. “I shouldn’t’ve done that.”

“No, you shouldn’t have.” You slip your hand out of his grasp, return to the bandages. He tries his best to sit still as you unwrap them. Vanderwood was right—the wound is already healing. You’ve seen him with much, much worse. 

You leave him again, gather the supples you need. When you’d first moved into the bunker, it was bare—he had no food to speak of, minimal personal possessions. Even then, though, he had first aid supplies: enough to stock several small hospitals.

You sit cross-legged on the couch, and he’s quiet as you clean the deep cuts in his shoulder and arm, as you wrap them with fresh bandages. You don’t ask how he got these particular injuries, and he doesn’t volunteer the information.

Finally, you stand, eyeing your work. You’ve done a pretty good job.

“Now take off your clothes.”

His eyes, which had been half-lidded as you worked—he’s exhausted, you can see it written in every line on his face—shoot open. Wide open. He laughs nervously.

“Umm, d-does that mean you forgive me?”

He’s blushing. Oh god.

“Of course not,” you say, too loudly. The back of your neck feels hot. “I need to see where else you’re hurt, idiot.”

“R-right.” He looks crestfallen and you almost laugh, almost bend down and press a searing kiss to his cute lips, dry and cracked as they are. But you don’t.

“I’m serious.”

He gulps and tugs off his shirt. It gets stuck on his head due to a combination of his bandaged shoulder and the one roughly torn-off sleeve. He struggles a little and it’s so adorable and sad that you can’t stand it, so you help him.

“Thanks,” he says in a low voice. The shirt is off.

“Shit, Saeyoung…”

His shoulder is the worst of it, but there are little cuts and bruises everywhere. A dark bruise, already purpling, runs up his side. You touch it as gently as you can and he shivers.

“Does it hurt?”

“N-not exactly…”

You feel his eyes boring into you and when you look up you can’t help but shudder—there’s a very familiar dazed, needy look on his face.

“Babe, not right now…!” The pet name slips out before you can stop yourself. You feel yourself melting a little, scorched by his gaze.

“I’m so sorry I lied,” he whispers and he makes his voice sound husky in a way he knows always sends a shiver up your spine. “I won’t do it again.”

Oh god.

Tentatively, he runs one hand down your side, skating over your hip. Fuck.

“Will you promise me never to do that again?” you ask him, trying to keep your voice stern—but it still comes out breathy and desperate. 

“I swear,” he says. He’s getting more confident, bolstered by the yearning you can’t keep out of your voice. God, how you’d missed him. His slips his hand under your shirt, skating up your ribcage. You let him.

“What do you swear?” you ask. He takes your hips in both hands then and tugs you roughly onto his lap. You wriggle, straddling him, and he gasps, closing his eyes and tilting his head back.

“T-to never lie to you again,” he says. His hips are shaking. “To not do stuff that might get me killed anymore.”

“Even if Vanderwood asks you to?” He moans softly as you grind your hips against him; realizing you have all the power, you fumble with the button of his pants—unhook it, undo the zipper.

“No matter who asks m-me—ahhhh.”

You palm him through his boxers and he moans, wriggling beneath you. You take his good hand in yours and guide it to your leg, up your thigh, under your skirt, around your hip. You brush a hand over him again, feeling the way he’s straining against his underwear.

“And you’re really, really, really sorry?” you ask. You grind your hips against his erection and he mumbles something incoherent. He’s got a death grip on your thigh.

“What was that?”

“I-I…yeah, I…d-don’t know what else to say…” he mutters. You flutter your hips back and forth and feel his legs shuddering beneath you.

“Then don’t,” you say firmly. “Just touch me.”

He doesn’t need to be told twice. His hand springs to action, trailing up your inner thigh and ghosting over your already-wet underwear.

“Don’t tease me right now,” you say. He audibly gulps and then moves one calloused finger over your clit, through your underwear. You see sparks and your vision goes blurry. There’s a burning heat inside of you now—you feel swollen and needy.

He flicks his finger over you again, falling into a rhythm. He’s gentle yet persistent. You scrunch your eyes shut and fireworks burst behind your closed eyelids and you have to grab the couch for purchase, avoiding his hurt shoulder. Your toes curl.

“Goddammit, Saeyoung…!” you whimper, and he moves faster, stirring the burning, blinding feeling inside you. You can’t help the way your hips are shaking and you can tell it’s driving him mad, too; he moans, deep and low, as you brush against his trapped erection again, and the sweet sound tears you open.

It’s as if you’re floating just above your body, watching from outside yourself. You feel the warm ocean of sensations cascading around you; you see yourself from above as your eyes fly open, your arms trembling, barely holding you up as you crest into him.

The feeling recedes in bits and pieces, trickling away, and you pant as you come down.

“Th-that was so hot,” he whispers. His eyes are dark, his pupils huge; through both of your underwear, you feel him twitch.

“I’ve never come quite like that before,” you murmur, inches from his lips; and then you kiss him, searing hot like the longing you felt when he was gone, hard like the way you wanted to hit him when you saw he’d gotten himself hurt again.

There’s a moment—a brief, flickering moment—when you think about sliding off his lap and walking away, leaving him trembling and desperate. You could.

But you want to feel him inside you too badly—want to see the look of utter relief and release on his sweet, bruised face.

You slip from his lap and tear your underwear off, not bothering with the rest of your clothes. He gazes up at you, adoringly, as if waiting for confirmation that you’re going to allow him the satisfaction he so desperately craves.

You bend over him and slip his boxers down; he sighs with relief as he springs free of the constraining fabric.

“Stay still.”

You straddle him again and brush against his tip, just barely touching. Another little spark bursts behind your eyes.

“P-please…” he whispers, and you see he’s long gone already; he looks almost drunk, his eyes unfocused.

So you oblige him. You slide onto him, sinking him deep into you, and moans a string of incoherent syllables. You lift up your hips, using the couch for support, avoiding his hurt arm, the cuts on his chest.

He’s unraveling before your eyes and it’s beautiful to watch. You slide your hips up and back, down and forward, slowly and then faster, faster, and he whimpers, and you feel a little shudder deep inside you as he thrusts back against, pushing himself deeper. He’s gasping for air and you clench your thighs around his hips and take control again, moving in a figure-eight, excruciatingly slow. 

He groans and suddenly his arm is around your waist and, in an instant, you’re on your back on the couch, his face hovering over yours. Then he’s inside you again and the thrill of the moment gets to you and you moan along with him, clutching desperately at the fabric of the couch.

“S-Saeyoung, your arm—” you gasp. He holds up his injured arm and wiggles it in the air, showing you that it’s safe, and you laugh, clenching as he thrusts into you, and he’s completely undone.

He closes his eyes as he comes, head thrown back, and you skate your fingers over the exposed skin of his neck.

Eventually, he stills, panting—he lowers himself, collapsing against your chest. You wrap your arms all the way around him and nuzzle your face into his hair.

“So,” you say softly. “Was that your way of distracting me from scolding you?” He opens one golden eye and peers up at you.

“Did it work?”

“Saeyoung!”

“Ahhh! Sorry!”

You playfully bat at him and he rolls off of you, pulling himself up, running a hand through his sweaty, messy hair. His eyes are clear now.

“You can’t use sex to get me to forgive you whenever you do something bad, you know,” you tell him.

He waggles his eyebrows at you. “Can’t I?” 

“No!”

“I know.” He sounds serious now, and he carefully knees beside you, taking your hand. “I am genuinely sorry I lied to you,” he says, his voice soft but firm. “I am sorry I got myself in another dangerous situation and made you worry. I promise not to do it again.”

“Good,” you say. You press little kisses to each of his calloused fingertips. “Now go change and get emotionally prepared because Saeran’s going to be home soon and he’ll be even madder at you than I was.”

Saeyoung yelps, shoots up from the couch, winces, and stumbles to the bedroom, pants still bunched around his thighs.

You’re serious about the promise—you mean to hold him to it. But it’s so hard to stay mad at him, you think, stretching and collecting your underwear from where it’s gotten wedged between two couch cushions. He’s just too easy to forgive.

#mystic messenger #mysticmessenger #mysme #mm #request #gureishi writes requests #otomefoxystar #saeyoung choi #707 #saeyoungxreader #707xreader #spicy spaceship

[those70scomics]

Those ‘70s Comics: 2846

Inspired by episode 625 -- "The Seeker"

#That 70s Show #That '70s Show #Jackie Burkhart #Donna Pinciotti #Steven Hyde #Season 6 #The Seeker #Jackie #Donna

[ao3feed-jaytim]

His Name Is Shame

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2S9MnjP

by DariaHernandez

“What about this homicide investigation is so hilarious, Jason?” Dick asks.

Jason has to stifle a fresh bout of laughter so he can get the words out, “That’s not a text message, Dickwad. That’s the Grindr notification sound.” . . .

Or: Jason doesn’t think coming out to his fellow ex-Robins is a big deal. But it is to Tim Drake. A very big deal.

Words: 2846, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, shout out to the Maroni crime family

Relationships: Tim Drake/Jason Todd

Additional Tags: Oral Sex, Gay Jason Todd, Bisexual Tim Drake, Coming Out

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2S9MnjP

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #jaytim #batman (comics) #dcu

[jasenlex]

ISOLATED COMIC BOOK PANEL #2846 title: BROTHERS OF THE SPEAR #7 - P10:2 artist: JESSE SANTOS year: 1973

#1973 #Brothers of the Spear #Jesse Santos #beat up #unconcious #washed ashore #comics #comic books #Isolated comic book panel #sequence #Gold Key Comics #Western Publishing

[graphicpolicy]

Kidrobot Reveals their San Diego Comic-Con 2019 Exclusives and Pre-sale

Kidrobot Reveals their San Diego Comic-Con 2019 Exclusives and Pre-sale #SDCC #SDCC50 #SDCC2019 #SDCC19

Kidrobot heads to San Diego Comic Con 2019 (July 18th – 21st) at Booth #2846 with limited edition exclusives for Aggretsuko, Godzilla, SpongeBob SquarePants, and a Chia Pet Dunny. 

Kidrobot will make all figures available for pre-sale on May 22-24. Limited quantities for each figure will release at 10am MST on each day. All figures will also be available for purchase on the show floor at…

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#aggretsuko #chia pet #dunny #exclusives #godzilla #kidrobot #san diego comic-con #sdcc #spongebob squarepants

[ao3feed-timdrake]

Whiskers

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2G7fP0R

by Askell

After having been exposed to a Strange compound, all four of the Wayne boys are partially turned into cats.

(Future nsfw robinpile with a side of Selina believing she's in Heaven, don't like don't read all that)

Words: 2846, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), DCU

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Bruce Wayne, Cassandra Cain

Relationships: Dick Grayson/Damian Wayne

Additional Tags: Cat/Human Hybrids, Cat Ears, Cat Tail, whiskers - Freeform, Claws, what is science anyways, aint never heard of her, Catboys, Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Humor, Crack, Brats - Freeform, Annoying your brother is the best thing ever, older Damian

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2G7fP0R

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #DC #DC comics #Tim Drake #Batman #teen titans #young justice

[hanabeeofficial]

Oz Comic-Con Melbourne has begun! The team is ready to go and waiting for you at booth #2846. We'll see you soon!

#Hanabee #HanabeeOfficial #Anime #Anime Australia

[theblotsays]

SDCC 2023 Exclusive Hello Kitty UFO White & Gold Edition Vinyl Figure by Kidrobot

Kidrobot will be at San Diego Comic-Con 2023 later this month where they will be dropping this super cute SDCC 2023 Exclusive Hello Kitty UFO White & Gold Edition Vinyl Figure! In true cosmic style, the sweet icon will fly through your life in her colorful UFO. Behind a clear dome, Hello Kitty has the perfect view of outer space in her arcade-themed spaceship (and check out that Kidrobot patch on her spacesuit). Pop off the dome and remove the figure for some extra interactive adventures! This adorable San Diego Comic-Con 2023 Exclusive 5” vinyl figure set by Kidrobot comes in a limited edition white and gold colorway. Limited to just 400 pieces, fans can purchase it at the Kidrobot SDCC booth #2846 for $60. http://dlvr.it/SrznPC

[templeofgeek]

Kidrobot x San Diego International Comic-Con 2019

Kidrobot x San Diego International Comic-Con 2019 #Kidrobot #Aggretsuko #SDCC

Kidrobot heads to San Diego International Comic-Con 2019 and they’ve got a lot of exciting things in store for you! Their booths are conveniently located in the heart of the convention hall (Kidrobot Booth #2846 & Yummy World Booth #2742)! See the map here.

SDCC 2019 Exclusives, Debuts & Pre-Releases

It wouldn’t be Comic-Con without limited edition SDCC Exclusives and product debuts &…

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#Aggretsuko #Godzilla #Kidrobot #San Diego Comic Con #SDCC #Spongebob

[ao3feed-buckybarnes]

All Because of a (Big) Little Fall...

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by BlueLights

After a fall to what she thought to be her death, Olivia wakes up in New York, in SHIELD headquarters. Determined to not let the comics or the movies timeline to pass, she is faced with decisions, blackmail, and a whole list of things a normal 25 years old is nowhere near ready to do.

 In which the comics and movies are mixed up, just 'cause I can. It will mostly follow the MCU timeline, with some tweaks here and there.

Words: 2846, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Tony Stark, Nick Fury, Phil Coulson, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Bruce Banner, Original Female Character(s), Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Pepper Potts, Sharon Carter (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2XwP2IW

#bucky #IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #bucky barnes #james barnes #the winter soldier #james barnes

[snarkyoracle]

In this holiday themed episode the guys talk about how bad the homeless problem is in NY, the new Hellboy and the International Men in Black trailer ,Aquaman, Spider-verse,Mile 22. Venom, Freedom Fighters, Exterminators, Detective 994 and more

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No Apologies ep 327 Somebody Titi In this holiday themed episode the guys talk about how bad the homeless problem is in NY, the new Hellboy and the International Men in Black trailer ,Aquaman, Spider-verse,Mile 22.

#aquaman #Detective 994 #Exterminators #freedom fighters #men in black international #Mile 22 #No Apologies ep 327 Somebody Titi #Spider-verse #venom

[theblotsays]

SDCC 2023 Exclusive South Park Anatomy Vinyl Figures by Kidrobot

Kidrobot will be at San Diego Comic-Con 2023 later this month where they will be dropping two different SDCC 2023 Exclusive South Park Anatomy release! First up is the Comic-Con 2023 Exclusive South Park Anatomy Kyle Glow in the Dark Edition vinyl figure. This premium South Park Anatomy Kyle art figure stands 8” tall and features a skeleton that glows in the dark! Limited to just 300 pieces, collectors can purchase it at the Kidrobot SDCC booth #2846 for $90. But that’s not all! Kidrobot is also releasing this San Diego Comic-Con 2023 Exclusive South Park Anatomy Boys 2” vinyl figure 4 pack! KR has crafted these anatomical curiosities for all fans of Stan, Cartman, Kyle, and Kenny. Each 2” vinyl figure features a 3D dive inside each character. Limited to 500 sets, this SDCC exclusive will retail for $50. http://dlvr.it/SrznPB