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“Would fall in love with me again if you knew all I’ve done?”

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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

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Haleth, Chieftain of the Haladin

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brain chemistry changed from no longer you and monster btw

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Hector and Andromache :). I just like it when there happy and will never be tragic.

Andromache clothing was inspired by this relief sculpture of a women breastfeeding, which I thought fit her. I don’t know why I picked the color red maybe it’s foreboding.

Hector’s armor was inspired by this, I don’t know where the sources came from for this image. But it looked cool, so I decided to use it.

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The sweet cheeses again, you will always be famous Helen and Menelaus

Doodle undercut for funsies

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testing an achilles design that im finally growing satisfied with

his outfit based off the one he has here

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ThanZag Fluff to deal with reality.

Hades is yelling in the background about keeping Than from doing his work.

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Classicstober2023 day 20: Odysseus

Odysseus arrives at Ithace

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Finally can doodle Orestes and Pylades to their own quote

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I had a vision

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Hey brother

"Ok, explain me all back as if I were stupid," Jason said, massaging the nose bridge, the gun still in hand.

"It isn't too complicated," his replacement had the courage to snort, while the boy next to him was disturbing in his immobility, but he was next to the boy as if he were a mussel at the rock. "We need a place to stay for the night."

“No, I understood this. But how did you find a fucking clone of Superman?! " Jason blurted out, hateing as the tone reminded him of Bruce.

"It was a lucky incident ..." The boy tried to say, and Jason laughed at him. 

"It's difficult to believe that anything that has to do with you is just an incident," the older replied with a grin. "What, did you try to be a mad scientist again and this is the result?"

"I tried to create a Talon once and nobody will let me forget it ..."

“Listen, I don't want to be involved in your bullshit. Now I call Bruce ... "

"No!" Tim exclaimed, so full of horror as only a fifteen year old could be to the perspective of having to call his pseudo father and let him know about his mess. "Bruce will go crazy, then I will go crazy, and if I go crazy, Kon will be upset and we will have many more problems!"

“Great, you gave him a name. You must never give them a name, you got attacted!"

His substitute frowned the forehead, "Kon is not an animal. Also, I didn't give a name to him. He told me."

“So he speaks. And why he doesn't seem much ... you know, "he was about to say that the clone seemed like a super idiot, but he was not so crazy to cause a fucking clone of Superman. He didn't want the  brat to roast his ass with his laser rays, thank you very much. 

“I don't know why he is so catatonic," Tim admitted to the controversy, the expression of those who had just swallowed a toad. "For this we need to hide, to understand things ... and to prevent Cadmus from finding us."

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"I need a better reason to die" and (After having been proposed as leader of the army) "Oh no, I still don't know what we're fighting for" and my favorite "I never believed in magic" (The universe: I'm going to ruin this man whole career)

Of all Odysseus' flavors can I introduce you to Paristhemusical!Ulysses and his giant "I'm the only sane here" energy?

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The words of the drunks are the thoughts of the sobers

"Dick... Dick..."

"Yeah, Big Blue?" Nightwing asked, not correcting him even for using his real name and not his alias. After all,  he wasn't paranoid like Bruce, they were friends.

Besides, Clark was high as fuck, and he wouldn't even understand what Nightwing was saying to him. 

It was just them in that section of the infirmary, everyone else had already gone home or to their rooms at the Watchover.

Clark was still there: it took him longer to recover, the fight against the Mimirs had been hard, and no one could imagine that their leader had a sword of kryptonite. 

He almost died, and if it hadn't been for Hal Jordan (sorry Bruce, but you have to give credit when you had to) and the arrival of other Green Lanterns, they would have risked losing. 

The invasion had been stopped, the Mimirs chased away, and the Green Lantern Corps would take care of whatever political mess there was on their planet that had prompted them to seek greener pastures on Earth, allowing the Titans and Justice League to lick their wounds in peace without having to deal with alien politics as well.  

Superman widened his eyes, pursing his lips in a thin line, "I don't have hands."

"What?"

"You see... they disappeared..." and he showed both arms, with hands still attached there. He was moving his arms as if he were a child learning to swim. 

Nightwing smiled, "Don't worry. Soon they will be back."

"But I need hands! I'm a journalist!" he exclaimed, still moving his arms, anxious for the absence of his hands.

Nightwing shouldn't be laughing, but it was better than when Jason had had his wisdom teeth removed and started crying because he found out he couldn't marry Jane Austen. 

 

(Although, given the nonsense thet were their life, he didn't rule out that time travel might sooner or later make his little brother's dream come true.)

 

"Gee, they really gave you some cool stuff," Nightwing commented, looking at the innocent bottle at the side of the bed. No terrestrial painkillers had any effect on Clark's alien metabolism, and J'ohn had tried Martian medicine.

It had been very effective. The only side effect was that Clark was now completely wasted and high as a kite.   

Too bad he didn't have anything to record it. Jason would have loved to see Uncle Clark like that! Also, it would be useful blackmail material (or good material for that blog that he swore to Bruce that it wasn't his and where embarrassing videos of Batman, Superman and other heroes appeared.)

"Hey, Dick... when I get my hands back, I'll use them..."

"I'm sure you will," he was about to say, but the words died in his throat when he heard the continuation of the phrase, "To touch your father's ass."

"What the fuck?!" 

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all the girls wants epic the musical and they forgot the original homeric musical (paris the musical)

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Stand by me

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Summary:

“Damn…I don't want to stay here and be looked at like I'm a parasite. I have to try again..."

Then, just as the feeling of heaviness had come, it disappeared, and Lance felt light.

He still heard too many noises, and his head was spinning, but at least he could move without problems.

He was about to leave when he heard Allura yell, "Lance!"

He turned, “I'm sorry princess, I know I should stay for the briefing and…”

He stopped: the princess and even Shiro looked at him with equally alarmed looks, as if he had suddenly grown a second head or started bleeding from his eyes.

He put his hand over the face, and screamed when he saw his damn translucent arm.

The worst thing was to come: as he realized he had become a bad copy of Casper, Lance finally saw his body lying on the ground, and couldn't help the growing panic.

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In which the Omega Shield incident has consequences and Lance deals with the fact that people care about him.

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Shen Qingqiu may not be as straight as she thought.  

She was still holding her head on Luo Binghe's big titts, after they had saved the world and had sex (oh my God, her first time, and it was so bad!), short of breath and red cheeks, when she reluctantly raised her head.

Luo Binghe was still recovering, her mind returning to lucidity, when she said, "Shizun... your nose is bleeding..."

"It's your fault," she found the strength to moan, her body aching and bite marks everywhere. "You are so... so beautiful! And your chest... you shouldn't let anyone see you like that..."

"No one? Not even Shizun?"

She swallowed, "I... I am the exception..." 

It was ridiculous, he knew. Even though she knew now that Luo Binghe wanted her, more than she could ever want three hundred other male stallions protagonists, she knew she wasn't much, and that she was a mediocre beauty. Her Binghe deserved better than her. A delicate body with few curves, too high and angular.

But the phrase enlightened Binghe, "Do you want me? Does Shizun want me all to herself?"

"Don't say these things..."

"But is that so? You only want me for you... forever?"

Ahh, heroine, don't make her say such things! Shameless! 

For once, however, she swallowed her pride, and admitted, "Yes, forever. Even if you deserve better."

"What are you talking about?"

"You are beautiful... and I am... this Shizun is not as beautiful as you. I can even say that I'm a little..."

Luo Binghe didn't let her finish. She kissed her eagerly, with the hunger of an animal that had not eaten for too long. Shen Qingqiu indulged in kissing, all tongue and teeth, and when they broke away, Luo Binghe had a firm look, like a conquering queen. 

"You are beautiful. And anyone who told you otherwise is blind or stupid. “

"But Binghe... you are much more beautiful."

The woman laughed, "Shizun, that's funny. That's what I think of you too."

Then she flipped their positions, standing on top of Shen Qingqiu, with one leg between the woman's thighs, clear hunger in her eyes. She kissed her collarbone, then took one of her breasts in her mouth, causing her to moan.

When she pulled away, with a mischievous smile she said, "Let me show you exactly how beautiful I think you are."

And well, who was Shen Qingqiu to deny her?