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adhdslugcrimes · 2 years
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Someone hurt Barry vs someone hurt Wally.
Barry
Barry: *gets knocked the fuck out*
Batman: not our ray of sunshine!?
Superman: how dare you!
Wonder woman: I'm getting his wife.
Green arrow: I'm getting Hal
Aquaman: *calling J'onn for medical center to ready a bed for the flash*
Iris, in a pencil skirt and heels: THAT'S MY MAN YOU FUCKING THREW INTO A WALL, I I HOPE YOU HAVE LIFE INSURANCE!?
Hal: go get him girl boss I got our boy! Cut his dick off for me!
Wally
Wally: *same thing*
Batman: not my son in law!?
Superman: why do you guys go after the Flash, go after me!?
Wonder woman: so do I call Dick or Iris?
Aquaman: uh, maybe Barry?
Green arrow: no, no, Hal, he's worse when it comes to his nephews and nieces.
Hawkgirl: so, ah, bad news Barry is watching the live feed if this and called Dick, Roy, Donna, Garth, Iris, Hal, and Canary along with the batkids.
Green lantern: welp this job is done, I'll take him to medbay.
Batman: I didn't get him in time.... Agent A I need a new passport and identity my kids are going to kill me.
Green arrow: and Iris, don't forget Iris.
Batman: *remember mama bear talk Iris and him had about Wally gets hurt and he doesn't stop it in time* ... Agent A scratch that, I need to go to space.
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mumblesplash · 1 year
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don’t you hate it when your civilization flees deep underground to escape the wither only to find yourselves trapped down there with something even worse. anyway surprise! i can still draw
#my art#minecraft#minecraft fanart#minecraft ancient cities#they named it the warden because they were its prisoners i will die on this hill#see fellas when i said i was brainrotting about ancient cities i meant like advanced stages of decay#Bad Syndrome: instead of a brain there is sculk#i'm still pondering additional designs for like guards/soldiers and redstone specialists etc#also yeah i was like ok time to design generic ancient city residents for outfit concepts#and bc i'm me they immediately became Characters and now it's a whole thing#their names are echo and felix and they hate each other <3#echo was actually a temple kid like felix growing up but he fled to the outer city due to irreconcilable differences w the sculk worshippers#felix keeps trying to convince him to come back bc he was one of their most talented alchemists#they don't quite have echo's talent for magic but they make up for it in charisma and violent tendencies#neither of which have yet proved effective in convincing echo to come work for them#these days he mostly dedicates his potion skills to making life a bit more bearable for outer city residents#he got the nickname 'echo' due to his knack for inducing realistic auditory hallucinations of dead loved ones#...i TOLD you it turned into a whole thing#i also have a pet theory that ancient cities invented skeleton horses bc they needed horses but also leather and meat#but that's mostly bc i think the phrase 'have your horse and eat it too' is rly funny
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iilllya · 4 months
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Anthony Mackie as Sam Wilson 'Captain America' in The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (smiling because of Bucky Barnes 👀)
Also, @wenellyb, do you remember the Anon who randomly sent you a drawing of Sam years ago? Well, I've gotten better at drawing and I'm still unwell about Sam Wilson so here is another drawing for my favorite Sambucky-Blog :)
View image separately for better quality.
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vcrnons · 11 months
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i just want you, i need you.
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canisalbus · 8 months
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your art really inspires me!!! in a few ways. i'm really in love with your use of shapes and lines, its so nice in a really particular way that resonates with how i want my art to be, and its ALSO really inspiring to see you just. post your own ocs and draw them over and over as much as you want, its so cool. at times ive felt a bit weird about how my main creative drive is often just about my little guys that nobody actually knows- but thats the same thing as anyone whose ever written an amazing story, isnt it? freedom and peace and light on planet earth 😌☀️⭐️
That's such a lovely thing to say, thank you!
But if I'm being honest, and I've mentioned this before, I've also felt weird, embarrassed and guilty about being obsessed with my characters and wanting to draw them over and over again. Somewhere along the line I got really nervous and cautious about sharing any oc content, I didn't want to talk about their lore/stories/backgrounds publicly and I tried to draw them only as a treat between other works. I guess I just thought people were finding them tiring and unrelatable (despite there being no evidence to support that) and that I was being selfish for drawing my own characters so much. I also believed that if I wanted to be a proper artist and develope my skills, I should be making art that looked "frameable", stuff that I could potentially present to people irl. I'm very proud of those pieces but making them didn't feel as creatively and emotionally fulfilling as making character art always is.
Around last May however, after a bad six month art block or so, I just thought I'd be properly self-indulgent for once and draw Machete as much as I liked. Vasco joined him about a month later. And I've been having such good time doodling them, I've been more inspired and productive during this summer and fall than in past five or six years combined. I'm delighted to see how liked they are, and the support and interest they receive continue to fuel my fixation ;_; <3
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yeetle-beetle · 2 months
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the state my mind has been in for the past week or so
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lucishell · 5 months
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first year trio designs :]
(not genderbend !!)
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jamieedlund · 29 days
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March sketch dump 🧙‍♂️✨
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ilikedetectives · 4 months
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I'm all ears about bottom Minthara.
I keep thinking how nice it would be if there was a second scene for her romance when you reach act 3 and get together with her. And for it to be softer and more tender in comparison to the scene at the goblin party. I desperately need it and to have Tav take care of her please
I'm so normal about bottom Minthara, not because of the smut, but it shows her ultimate trust in Tav as their relationship evolves from Act 1 to Act 3. Given what she's been through, it's understandable for her to want to be in control, because let's be honest throughout the centuries under Lolth and then the Absolute, when was the last time her mind was her own for her to make a choice, for herself? (hint: "Tonight, I wanted this - for myself.") So for her to willingly trust Tav to let that go, even just for a few moments. Alurlssrin is unselfish, deep, unbreakable love, but do you know what Tav is? Tav is her tri âm tri kỷ (know the sound, know the self) in both romantic and platonic ways, do you understand?!?!?!? Her scars are invisible and Tav is the only one who sees through them, that is why she only cares for how Tav sees her through their eyes *go outside and scream*
Between "Tonight there will be no voices, no orders, no gods... I belong only to you." (Act 2/3) and "Minthara is my home." in the epilogue, I'd say there's nothing but soft between them as time goes on and it gets softer as each night passes.
The dream is a very soft romance scene after "I belong only to you." which is a total contrast to Act 1 (bonus is including the alurlssrin dialogue during aftercare). I wish Tav could also comfort her after saving her from Orin because that level of trauma coming back, ooof.
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brainrotdotorg · 1 year
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Cringe is a byproduct of authenticity. They are inexorably intertwined, not in the way that something like yin and yang would be, but like how branches are part of a tree. There is no tree without the branches, and branches cannot grow if there is no tree. There is no true sincerity without cringe, and true cringe cannot be born from anything but sincerity.
I admire the authenticity in the things I love. The characters and people that are true to themselves, that express with no hesitance their most raw and most primal forms of themselves; they are who I adore. They are intentionally and wholeheartedly bombastic in their passions, so dramatically full-throttle with no inclination to step on the breaks. It feels wild to experience who they are– I feel like I am in their passenger seat with my head out the window, experiencing what it could be like if I, too, put my foot on the gas.
What is stopping me from loving my passionate self the way I love them?
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fairy-grotto · 6 months
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Something something something p on his knees all slutty sworn swordsman style…
I have some dialogue rattling around in my brain…
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bipolarediaz · 1 year
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the other word is--stay to hear the love I meant to say
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hargreevesseance · 4 months
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okay but the fact that one of mobius’s aliases is mr. tesseract has me foaming at the mouth!!!
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castielsprostate · 1 year
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thehappiestgolucky · 1 year
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It’s so funny to me that both our lot are stressed tf out and coping hard but put them together and they’re just skrungly dumbasses. I ran out of steam for this batch but high-key still have dumb doodle ideas for them sksksksks. maybe after sleep
The other gijinkas i doodled belong to @dooblebugs !
I think our Ghost’s would commit arson together happily whilst our Markoth’s avoid each other like the infection
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medicbrainrot · 11 months
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reset my patient violence along both lines of a pathway higher
Ghost is entering the base gym at 3 AM when he hears a solid thump, followed by a grunt and swearing coming from the obstacle course area. 
"Fuck!... Fuck this…!" 
Ghost stops in his tracks, looking over the area, confused. He decides to investigate the sound, thinking either someone's in trouble, or there's someone who isn't supposed to be there. He slowly makes his way to the obstacle training course.
"What in the bloody hell was that?" He whispered to himself under his breath. 
As he approaches closer, he sees that it's Artemis, Task Force 141's medic. 
"Fuck this! How the hell am I gonna keep up with them?!" She grumbles, unaware of Ghost's presence. 
Simon freezes upon realizing who it is, the freezing overcome by surprise when he connects that it's Artemis, and that it's 3 AM. 
'What is she doing here?' He thinks to himself. He slides his mask off, waiting to see if she'll notice him standing there. 
"Arrrggghhh!" She groans as she kicks one of the obstacles. "I'm never gonna fucking get it!!" 
His lips curl into a smile, he's trying not to laugh as he's watching her. 
"Artemis?" Simon asks, trying to get her attention. Has she still not seen him? 
She turns around at the sound of her name. "Simon!... I… I didn't think anyone else would be here at this hour. What are you doing up?" Her eyes are wide, and her face flushes, mildly embarrassed at getting caught. 
He smiles, walking up to her. "I couldn't sleep. What are you doing here, anyway?" He asks as he comes to a stop in front of her. 
He's slightly curious, but he doesn't want to push her because something doesn't add up. Her eyes are wide, like she's been caught, which she has. It's 3 AM for God's sake. But, he can't make assumptions. 
"Umm…" She stutters, embarrassed at the situation. "I've been trying to work more on the obstacle course, because I feel like I can't keep up with the team on the field… I… I just need more training… But… It's embarrassing to do it when others are watching…" 
Simon's eyebrows furrow in thought. "It's barely past 3 AM, shouldn't you be sleeping? It's a good thing you're taking the initiative, but shouldn't a full night's sleep be more important? You need it if you wanna be at 100% for your duties when the time comes." He says, trying not to sound like he's talking down to her, but more like he actually cares about her well-being. He's a little worried if he's being honest. 
"Yes, but… I just… I worry about being the weak link… I know my primary job is being the team's medic, but I don't want people to have to worry about me on the field… y'know?" She tries to explain. 
Simon nods, understanding her reasoning. She doesn't want to be the weak link, and she wants to be prepared. Makes sense. Everyone has to be on the top of their game when the Task Force works together. "I see your point, but I can assure you, love, no one thinks you're the weak link. We're all a team here, we all care about each other. It's okay, we're not going to let anything happen to you, alright? That includes during missions, we'll keep you safe. I'll keep you safe." He says, trying to lift her spirits. 
"Alright," Artemis sniffles. "Sorry for bothering you." 
Simon shakes his head. "You aren't bothering me. I'm glad you care enough and are motivated enough to try. I truly appreciate it." He says, smiling softly. 
"I'd prefer it if you kept to a normal sleep schedule though. I don't want you to burn yourself out." He adds, gently taking her hand and squeezing it. He just doesn't want her to push herself too hard. 
Artemis nods, squeezing his hand back, and taking a step closer to him. 
He wraps his arms around her shoulders. She needed this, and he knew it. 
"How about you stop for tonight… You've done plenty to prove yourself, right? I mean, you've just ran the course a dozen times on your own. You're clearly prepared." He says gently. 
"How...how did you know I've run it a dozen times? How long have you been standing there?" She whispers curiously. 
His brows furrow, thinking. "I uh… I've been watching… I guess." He says, sounding rather guilty. "Only to make sure you were okay. I didn't want to interrupt. I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable.” He says, looking a bit worried.
“No, sweetheart, you never make me uncomfortable.” Artemis says, as she leans her head on Simon’s shoulder.
He chuckled softly, feeling relief at knowing that him observing her didn’t make her uncomfortable.  “Alright, well, let’s go get you some rest, yeah? You need it. That’s a lot of training.” He says, hugging her tighter.
“Okay.” She yawns.
Her yawning signals that she really is tired, and that it’s definitely a good idea for her to go sleep. Simons nods, leading them to her barracks room. 
“Did anyone notice you come out here?” He asks, holding her hand as they walked down the hall. 
“I don’t think so. I’ve…been sneaking to the training room the past couple of nights…and I don’t think anyone has noticed…” She says hesitantly.
Simon turns to her, a look of shock across his face. ‘She’s been doing this for multiple nights?!’ “You’ve been sneaking to the training room? For multiple nights?! Artemis!!” Simon whisper-yells at her, shocked that tonight wasn’t the first time she’d been doing this. 
This was incredibly unsafe to be doing, especially alone. Sleep deprivation combined with intense training could be a recipe for disaster.
“Why didn't you tell me, or anyone else?” Simon asked, notes of concern sounding in his voice.
Artemis’ eyes started to water at Simon’s raised tone. “Because I need to be better…” She says in a small voice.
He sighs, feeling mildly upset. He didn't want her to be upset. He wrapped his arms around her, trying to provide some comfort. “Oh sweetheart, you are good enough…” He says, rubbing gentle circles into her back. “But you’re pushing yourself too hard.” 
He hates seeing her cry, he hates seeing her cry and watching her feel like she isn’t worthy, even though she absolutely is.
“Come on, try to get some sleep. Later we can talk, I’ll make you hot chocolate, the way you like it, and you can tell me more about what’s worrying you. For now, try to get some rest.” He offers softly.
“Ok.” Artemis sniffles. “I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to apologize, love. I understand.” Simon whispers, as he presses a firm kiss to her head. “You’ll be okay. I promise.”
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