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galactic-pirates · 2 months
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For @deathtodickens for the 2024 @b-and-w-holiday-gift-exchange
The single shot cracked the air. So close. Myka knew they were in the right place. She charged through the doorway. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Pete fire the Tesla, and the menacing suspect collapse to the ground, but she only had eyes for Helena. Helena who was shivering on the ground, literally blue, with her breath puffing like ice.
“Helena!”
Myka dropped next to her, scooping Helena into her arms. She radiated cold. Even her clothes felt frozen. “Artie!”
“The plank. She needs the plank.”
Pete dove for it - literally - and threw it to her. Myka wrapped Helena’s arms around it but nothing was happening. It wasn’t working!
“You can’t die, you can’t! I still owe you. Remember? Your grappler. Nobody had ever actually swept me off my feet before-“
Despairing Myka choked back a sob. Helena was still so cold. Had she been too late? She was always too late. Her eyes flickered to Artie and Pete who were looking anywhere but at them, doing that typical male shuffling that screamed they were uncomfortable. Well, bully for them, Helena was dying and Myka didn’t care if they were uncomfortable.
“Or swept me off my feet at all.” Myka’s throat bobbed, tears pricking the corners of her eyes. “You are infuriating, and charming, and you compel me like no-one else. I love you.”
Helena drew in a shuddering breath. Myka let out a half-cry, half-laugh of relief. Helena’s skin was finally pink, rather than that horrible icy blue. Myka closed her eyes in thanks. When she opened them she saw Pete and her cheeks burned. Awkwardly she moved away from Helena.
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The damp cold of an English winter, the sort of chill that got into her bones, was going to feel positively balmy after that experience. Slowly Helena released the plank, ready to scoop it back up and hug it so tight it became part of her if the icy fingers slipped over her again. They didn’t so Helena got to her feet, putting her on equal ground with the two Warehouse agents and… Myka.
Myka who had listened and cared, who had trusted her abilities to save Claudia - had trusted her. Myka was intelligent, and well-read, and strong and more of an equal than Helena had ever known. Myka who was like nobody she had ever met. Myka who had just said ‘I love you’. A sentiment she had inspired a time or two in a paramour, and always seen as a sign to cut ties. But she hadn’t even kissed Myka yet, that was no lust-addled confession it was… Helena peered over at Myka who was suddenly finding her shoes fascinating.
“You told me you loved me.”
“I… I…” Myka stuttered. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips. “Yes.”
"While you thought I was dying in your arms."
“Yes”
"Well, I’m still alive. Care to repeat that?"
Myka’s mouth fell open, her eyes widened.
“Although I suppose we could start with a date and see where the evening takes us.” Helena winked, and Myka’s blush somehow deepened. Helena turned and raised an eyebrow at Artie. “What, no sarcastic comments?”
He shrugged. “You did just save my life.” His eyes flickered to Myka. “The Regents will decide what to do with you.” He pressed his lips together. “I’ll need to make arrangements for our Russian friend, and for shipping all these artifacts back to the Warehouse.”
Artie took two steps to the door and then turned. He held out his hand in mute demand. Pete stared at him for a moment before scrambling to give Artie his bag. Pete then dithered before producing a set of cuffs, and hauling Helena’s groggy would-be murderer to his feet.
“Hey, Myk’s-“
“Not now Pete.”
“Yup.” Pete frogmarched Ivan out.
Then it was just the two of them and Artie’s parting shot of the looming threat of the Regents. Still Helena had planned for this. Well not this but a return to the Warehouse. It was a roll of the dice but she was confident they wouldn’t bronze her again, or at least that wasn’t a possibility she had seriously considered. Rebronzing would mean failure, and she couldn’t fail, the plan was all she had left.
Helena swallowed, thinking of Warehouse 2 slumbering under the sand, and of her darling Christina, her shell contained in a much too tiny iron box with a very special handle attached. Then she looked at Myka. Correction, all she had thought she had left.
Perhaps it was time for a new plan. The old plan had never expected Myka Bering. Yes, a new plan, and maybe even a new goal. That better world she had lost hope in ever seeing? Would likely not be found at the tip of a trident.
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fox-guardian · 3 months
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[ID: Three digital drawings of Sam and Alice from The Magnus Protocol on gray backgrounds. Sam is a fat South Asian man with warm brown skin, short curly black hair, and a mustache and chin scruff. He is wearing small black earrings, a black cardigan, cream turtleneck, dark red trousers, brown and gold loafers with cream socks, and a lanyard with a white and red card on it. Alice is a lanky white woman with pale skin and freckles, fluffy light brown hair with faded pink tips, and crooked teeth. She is wearing snakebite lip piercings, three pairs of silver earrings, bright pink cat-eye glasses and painted nails, a black wrist cuff and a red and gold bracelet, a pink and grey flannel shirt, a black zip-up hoodie, a tiered flannel skirt with different colored tiers, dusty pink converse and brown socks, and a lanyard with a white and red card on it. The first two images are drawings of a bust and full body of both Sam and Alice respectively.
The second image is a drawing of Sam stumbling while Alice leans back over him, resting her head upside down on his shoulder with her arms crossed. In this image, Alice is wearing a pair of ripped jeans and berry colored socks instead, and Sam also has a pink and grey bracelet visible on his wrist. Both of them are smiling. end ID]
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it is time for the thems <3
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rainingcatsandjune · 4 days
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commission for my dear friend @nicnebula with her + sam (inspired by the valenweek audio RHAHSFSHDJHDSJDG) I LOVE DRAWING THEM TOGETHER RAHHSHDSHG
eehfshehhshes sam is getting me to draw so much more consistently MY MOTIVATION IS THROUGH THE ROOOOFFFFF
once again thank you for all your support on my silly silly drawings I SEE EVERY ONE OF YOUR REBLOGS AND COMMENTS AND IT WARMS MY HEART SO MUCH EVEN IF I DONT REPLY JUST KNOW THAT HAFJSKGDKJGHG
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harbingersecho · 7 months
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calm down, i'm not gonna kill you.
... y-you're not?
no. he is.
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cockworkangels · 3 months
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tried out painting my favourite little guy :)
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crimzon0king · 7 months
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even in a Reverse AU i will find a way to make grayghost exist
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hiding-in-the-vault · 3 months
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Sixteenth Day Event Prompt:
Dream dances through the halls of the prison
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He’s fine btw! :)
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coward2coward · 3 months
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i'm sure you haven't forgotten how much you love the taste
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supernaturalcharlie11 · 7 months
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Veth‘s/Nott‘s stained glass window in the tower
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basilbots · 1 month
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Solstice(Ruin)
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An overview of Solstice in the Silly Celestials AU
Solstice is the unhappy merge of their dimensions Sun and Moon, a purposeful misunderstanding of Sun's wishes for them to get along. It wasn't a pleasant experience for Solstice, and they struggled to find their footing as Eclipse. Unfortunately for them they didn't get to exist very long before everything fell to ruin, literally, when the Creator unleashed his virus.
Ruin is a twisted version of Solstice, not a completely separate personality, compelled to violence. Existing traits still persisted, if exaggerated, such as their theatrics... their insecurity as an Eclipse. Which is part of the reason they go on to target Eclipse in the silly celestials dimension, striving to be a "better villain" than he used to be. Unfortunately for Ruin he has a lot less to work with here, no dead Bloodmoon to revive and traumatize the family with, a lot more celestials around to keep him in check and ruin his plans, and this dimension doesn't even have a Creator for him to target. Ruin manages to get by as a menace running around, getting into spats and even kidnapping some of the celestials at times, but doesn't do nearly as much damage as canon before getting cured.
Once cured Solstice awkwardly tries to fit into this new life, playing nice while trying to cope with their existence and the time spent infected now too under the surface. They take on the name Solstice since Eclipse is already taken and they don't... deserve that name anymore. Ironically Solstice takes a liking to Clip the most, despite Ruin hating him so much. They're working on their feelings regarding the merge now, and Clip is both extremely relatable and the perfect mix of "not too scary but not so nice Solstice thinks its fake/feels bad about it". Eclipse takes to this well, KC doesn't. KC takes on the role of being suspicious of Solstice instead of Moon, very watchful of any signs that he isn't fully cured, and doesn't trust how close they're getting to his son after hating him so much before. As Solstice gets along more with everyone no one else worries about him being infected still, and brush off KC as being an overprotective dad.
Is Solstice actually still infected? Kinda! Ruin pops up from time to time, causing gaps in Solstice's memory, but they've mellowed out. While still fairly morbid and a menace Ruin no longer feels the need to be violent. As mentioned before Ruin isn't their own full person apart from Solstice, and Solstice doing better now helps Ruin be better rather than take things out on say Eclipse like before. While the celestial family keeps an eye on Solstice for any signs of the virus Ruin has already popped up a few time to contently watch a sibling spat or two. KC is the first to notice and gives Ruin a warning, but eventually Solstice will feel comfortable opening up about it himself. Ruin isn't a problem anymore, and they can go forward accepting themself and this new life now.
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eveningrainstorm · 1 month
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assorted psychonauts doodles
a close-up of this one, because i think it might actually be my favorite:
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galactic-pirates · 10 months
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Jedi… Librarian
Ezekiel Jones
Drawn for Day 8 of @the-librarians-prompt-month: Crossover.
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youhalfwit · 8 months
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Blob babies!!
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artfartt · 3 days
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Uhh Max Biden blast
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harbingersecho · 11 months
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Before the End
a redraw of this scene bc it wouldn’t leave me alone
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wodania · 17 days
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stardew band boy in some shirts I found on Pinterest
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