the other drawing of the Nancy Sinatra I did!
Featuring Even Older Leif at the Helm, Capser riding shot gun, Ex contemplating in the like, living room area, and BertBert sleeping off her years in prison on the bunks :)
I just drew her as some girl because I didn't have time to think about what a Seagian (?) would look like, but I do have some thoughts
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also not to bring things down after that big hopeful new years post but man, today I found the Christmas letter my great aunt always sends out, where she talked about the past year and informed everyone her gay son is engaged to his longtime partner (exciting!).
however. I know for a fact mom read this letter before I did bc she told me (and I lost mine for 2 weeks), and yet she still only referred to them as "Steven and his......friend." while I was talking to her about it, in a tone that makes it clear she's uncomfortable and vaguely disapproving. she didn't even mention the engagement! even though she had to have read about it!! she went apeshit when his sister got straight married a few years back!! and yet! can't say fiance? can't even say partner??
like hi, parents, this is why I don't tell you anything truly personal! how would you react??
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i consider myself a bit of a connoisseur of besties-turned-lovers stories but one thing that has always bothered me a little is when the besties actually become lovers and then the relationship loses all bestie-itude LIKE correct me if im wrong but i feel like these things aren’t usually mutually exclusive... i see it more often with m/f besties but i see it with same gender, etc besties on occasion too and like. YES its realistic that friendships change their dynamics over time (even without turning into lovers) but i always see this thing where these two besties get together and then are immediately like “but i CANT dick around with my bestie anymore because theyre also my significant other” you could if you werent a coward. can’t u dick around with ur bestie romantically. can’t you dick around with ur partner bestie-ly. what am i not getting here
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this is absolutely NOT why Kish was a creep to Ichigo by kissing her, but can you imagine for ONE second with me, that the reason Kish decided to start off his interaction with earth’s main warrior with a kiss was because he suddenly got a harebrained idea in his head like “huh there’s a LOT of humans and currently only One Me to deal with them so this fight’s gonna be rough. What if...perhaps...I just seduce their warriors instead :) yes, brilliant plan this will ABSOLUTELY work”
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OH YEAH ITS WEDNESDAY HAVE SOM WIP
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“Ring, contact Honor Guard Lantern Gardner,” Hal said. A green portal appeared, with a faint static appearance accompanied by the sound of dial-up. Hal frowned. They fought a lot but Guy always answered his calls.
“Is there something wrong?” Wonder Woman said. She finished taping Superman’s hand up and looked at Hal with an expression he refused to read.
“Ring, contact Lantern Stewart instead.” Hal grumbled a little but the call went through.
“Hal? What happened? Is everything alright on Earth?” John asked. He blinked, squinting past Hal to see the other superheroes behind him. “Should I be using your name?”
Hal shrugged his one good shoulder. “Eh, it’s fine. What’s going on that Guy didn’t answer me?”
John made a face and reflected the view around. Guy was sitting serenely on the surface of Mars, his eyes closed and his face being cupped by what had to be an alien of some kind.
“Is Guy getting Vulcan mind-melded while I had to get my fucking shoulder broken by goddamn Darkseid?” Hal asked.
“Mind-melded, yes. Vulcan, no.” John flipped the view back around. “We ran into the local Martian population while driving off Granny Goodness. What’s left of the population, anyway. There’s more Kryptonians left than there are Martians, Hal.”
Hal whistled. “Damn. How many?”
“Just the one, we think. They’re doing a whole… Thing.”
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earth really needs to come up with a better universal language bc if the aliens come here & think our planets language is english & therefore starts calling our planet england im gonna launch myself into a black hole
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making proportional, neatly lined, colored and shaded art pieces of my original characters is not enough i need to vomit brightly colored paint all over cheap art store canvasses & make 7 billion wonky clay pots that will explode in the kiln & weave ropes into intricate macrame textiles just to set them on fire & sew together unsightly clothing articles of clashing patterns and textures & make handmade recycled paper & build wooden plane miniatures while trying not to choke on wood chips
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