#<- platonic

[jerich0two]

Quick sketch for aro awareness week! Very much enjoying all the Alastor redesigns with ponytails I've been seeing, so I decided to give him one too! Rosie is SO much easier to draw than he is ... lordie

[z0mbiew00d]

I adore their friendship so much

I crave more Martyn and Cleo Twitter interactions, or I guess social media interactions in general since Cleo left Twitter

[cjlouwho]

No Man Left Behind

“Tommy! Tommy!”

A smack across his face had Tommy wincing. “Ow!” he grumbled. “Wha'sat for?”

Something tightened around his leg, his stinging face forgotten at the pain now searing from his thigh to his ankle. “God!” he exclaimed, finally managing to open his eyes. Everything was fuzzy, like he was looking through a thin layer of vaseline. “Wha' you doing?” he managed to get out through gritted teeth, trying to get his hands near the source of the pain.

“Don't touch it!” The voice- Eddie- warned, swatting his hands away. “I gotta get you out of here, Man.”

“What... happened?”

“We crashed. You said something about the tail rotor failing, then we went spinning to the ground. You got a pretty good size metal rod sticking out of your leg.”

Still pretty out of it, the only thing Tommy could think to say was, “S- Sorry.”

“Don't be sorry,” Eddie replied, smiling as he worked on getting some debris off of Tommy. He was trying to be as optimistic as possible. “We're both alive, right? You did that.”

“Mmm,” Tommy hummed before Eddie poked a spot on his chest, causing him to yelp out in pain. “Ah!”

“Sorry, sorry. I'm sure you broke a few ribs the way you landed,” Eddie explained, trying his best to get his arms wrapped up around Tommy's chest so he could pull him out of the chopper.

“What about you?” Tommy asked, unable to do much to help. He felt kind of like a rag doll, his limbs too loose to control. “You hurt?”

“I, uh, I got a few cuts and bruises,” Eddie replied. “Nothing major. You ready?”

“For?”

Eddie linked his hands together. “This is gonna hurt like hell."

(continue on ao3)

[probably-not-a-rutabaga]

the duality of man

i could explode talking about the parallels between mondo and timothy,, but i will refrain

[fawn-tongues]

A.. peace offering? (Comic practice)

[riacte]

"It's rotten work," Ren says. His tail swishes nervously. He has the demeanor of a sad scolded puppy even though no one's scolding him.

False looks up from where she's placing down mud blocks in accordance to the roads that Ren lined out. Ren's theatre kid behaviour must be kicking in now, because to call her work rotten is dramatic and almost insulting.

"It's not rotten to me. There's stuff I would call rotten work, but this is no where near it."

False places down another block. Ren obediently shuffles out of the way.

"Rotten work is when I'm at a tourney and no one's listening to my strategy so I'm left all alone, but then they use my strategy and we actually win while everyone ignores me. Rotten work is when someone sabotages me and I'm the one left to sweep away the pieces. Rotten work is when someone attacks me on purpose and I'm the one who has to apologise for being mad and pacify everyone else. This?" False pulls out another mud block, "is building. And building is not rotten work."

Ren cautiously observes what False is doing, then also pulls out his mud blocks. He moves a few steps forward so he's placing blocks, but out of her way. "It's still work," he admits. "A lot of work, in fact."

False is nonplussed. "But that's what builders do, don't they? And I am the Minister of Transport."

Ren laughs, but it's a quiet laugh. He pauses like he's hesitating, then he mumbles,

"I'm a lot of work."

Now it's False's turn to pause. Her hands continue with placing the blocks, because that's what she does. Building. Grinding. Helping friends out. So on and so forth.

"It's peculiar work for sure," False says, her tone light. "Picking up your stuff when you spontaneously explode. Bugging you about MCC. Teaching you basic colour theory. You can't get orange from blue, Ren. It sadly doesn't work that way."

Ren chuckles at the jab. "Worth a shot, eh?"

False coughs. "Yeah, like I said, peculiar work. But it's fine. I like doing peculiar work because I'm a peculiar person and you're a peculiar person. But together we are normal. Very normal indeed."

Ren considers it. "What if I don't want to be normal?"

"Then we won't be normal."

"What if I want to be normal?"

"Then we'll be normal. Or at least pretend to be."

Ren laughs. "That doesn't make any sense."

False smiles wryly. "Come on now, Ren, when have I ever made any sense?"

He shoots her a grin. "But you're like the most sensible person in the Neighbourhood!"

False lets the silence hang between them for comedic effect. "... No."

"No?"

"If I were sensible, I would've left the Neighourhood long ago."

"Hey!"

"Just kidding. That's why I'm not sensible. That's why I like not being sensible. Besides, I'm not the one who organised the ministry or planned the roads. You did. You're the one with the vision. I'm just following it."

Ren looks around the paths and his tail wags in excitement. "But you're contributing to the vision! I saw the bits and pieces you added! It looks great, by the way!"

False nonchalantly continues placing. "Yeah, you see, that's part of the peculiar work. You draw up the canvas and I edit in the details. It's like how we did the raceway last time."

"Yeah, but I haven't grinded as hard this time around. Too busy with my permit, my dude."

False giggles. "Would you call getting the beacon permit drawing a short straw?"

"I mean, I was the second to die in Demise, but you won and everything worked out in the end, so I don't mind." A pause. "Also gives me a chance to kill those dastardly withers as revenge for all the times they defeated me."

"Right, it's a lot of work to kill them, never mind farm them."

Ren sighs deeply. "There's definitely a lot going on. Especially those buttons, man."

False glances up. They're both still doing the roads. She watches Ren shift up a step and place down a mud brick slab.

"Yeah, but it'll be worth it. I'll buy your beacons. Actually, you can go do your buttons. You can kill some withers. I'll take care of this."

She can almost hear his apologies— sorry that she's doing the roads that he was supposed to do, sorry that he didn't reply to her messages, sorry that he's the way he is.

(And maybe he picks it up too— the way she actually means "I'll take care of you". He always seems to instinctively know what she means under her contradictory and confusing words. In the same way she instinctively knows what he means.)

Ren softly chuckles. "It's peculiar work."

"It's peculiar work especially if it's me, and especially if it's you—"

False sets down a mud brick slab right next to the one Ren placed. Just one slight push, and the pattern of the bricks align like they'd been inseparable from the get go. The corner of her lips quirk up.

"— but that's why I do it."

[crystallizsch]

brushing the housewarden's hair <3

still in agony about the fact we’re not getting riddle's loungewear until like next year so here’s me coping

[scrufflesksunnide]

Sage and Ruffles hanging out Enot's been on a roll with restoring old ancient doodads

[jonahmagnus]

Black Diamond Morails (terrible) (worlds worst) (do not recommend)

[another-delta-lover]

medic dying in a gluetrap? we need the whole support team /j

ASJDGAJSDJSDJAS STOP

[stormyelliotwritez]

hehehehheehehehehehehehe yes

FRUITY FOUR WITH FTM!READER S/O’s

I love this so so much and I’m so obsessed with these

Steve with a ftm!s/o

He has no idea what you’re talking about at the start

After talking to Eddie and looking up some stuff, he goes full on mama bear like he finds safe ways for you to bind and he pulls you out of situations that make you dysphoric

He gives you his clothes and not just ones he doesn’t want. This man gives you full access to his wardrobe and he doesn’t even get annoyed when you steal stuff for ages

He spreads rumors about people who are transphobic to you and makes them stop and he acts clueless when you bring it up

He makes sure to affirm you all the time by calling you male oriented pet names like handsome and pretty boy

He’s such a sweet boyfriend and he’ll cook dinner when you’re feeling down and let you stay over whenever you want

He makes an effort to not stare at your boobs when you’re having a non-binding day though sometimes he does but he assures you that you’re a guy in his eyes

He’s very touchy and he’s always attached to you and whispering sweet nothings in your ear that normally involve stuff like you’re such a strong man and you’re the hottest guy I know

Nancy with a ftm!s/o

She doesn’t even notice at first and when you bring it up, she nods and then keeps working on whatever she was working on

After you go home, she does a whole bunch of research or at least as much as you can do in the 80’s and writes down how she can be most helpful

She gets Jonathan to help her find you guy clothes and she gives them to you and said that she was just thinking of you as if she wasn’t obsessing over helping you for ages

She gets so worked up over helping you but won’t show it

She’s good at comforting when people make you feel like an outcast (coz of the whole slut era)

She calls you your preferred name like all the time and doesn’t use pet names much

She invites the guys over to hang out a bunch because she wants you to feel comfortable as a guy and she tells Mike he can go to you for guy problems

Robin with a ftm!platonic s/o

Shes always near you and she deathstares people who think either of you are weird

She rambles a lot about how cool of a guy you are and how you’re an even cooler guy than Steve sometimes which is saying something

She didn’t even blink when you told her and then she was immediately like I’m a lesbian and I thought you were a hot girl and now you’re a cool guy and she rambles for a bit

She helps you cut your hair if you hadn’t already because she cuts her own and so she knows what she’s doing

She steals your clothes like all the time and gives you her mascish ones to borrow

She wants to introduce you to the guys now that you know you’re a guy and she loves seeing how happy you get

She rambles when you feel dysphoric and bleh so that you can take your mind off it

Eddie with a ftm!s/o

He blinks twice like a cat when you tell him and then immediately starts calling you a guy and his boyfriend if you’re already dating

He lets you borrow his clothes and especially his vest and he takes you shopping

He gets you to play dnd and he makes you the most masculine character ever like muscles and he’s a rogue or something

He invites you to his gigs and says sappy shit like this song is dedicated to my handsome fucking boyfriend

He’s so so so touchy and reaffirms like all of you. he’ll say stuff like your jaw is so so masculine and you have such strong shoulders and hands bigger than his and hes so touchy and runs his hands all over you

He rants at people whenever they act shitty towards you and makes sure all the attention is on him

He’s such a good boyfriend and he doesn’t always understand why you feel dysphoric and bleh coz he thinks you’re the hottest guy alive but he tries his hardest to understand for you

[fansblogs]

messy art. for fun

[z0mbiew00d]

Joel makes bisexual jokes to his bi wife Lizzie and has crazy bi wife energy, Cleo is chaotic evil bisexual and wants to be informed in the agenda

[cjlouwho]

more platonic eddietommy pls 💐

I've been working on it all morning! It should be done today, hopefully. Here's a tiny bit:

Eddie stood, taking in their surroundings while Tommy caught his breath.

There really wasn't much to see. Trees, trees, and more trees. Somehow, Tommy had managed to get the helicopter to crash in the only spot nearby that was clear enough for (most of) the chopper to fit. It was probably the only thing that saved their lives.

“How're you doing?” he asked, focusing back on Tommy.

Tommy stared down at the metal piece sticking out of his leg. Eddie had managed to tie a makeshift tourniquet around it, stopping most of the bleeding, but his pant leg was already saturated with blood. He could feel it sticking to his skin. “I don't think that's supposed to be there.”

Eddie snorted. “I don't know. I think it suits you.”

[fairys-dream]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Wolverine (Comics) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Victor Creed & Logan Characters: Victor Creed, Logan (X-Men) Additional Tags: Cuddling & Snuggling, Abusive Parents, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon Rewrite, Fluff, Comfort Summary:

AU where they both grew up together as kids, based on victors backstory in the 90s comics and logans backstory in wolverine 1988 issue #25