#[I love this]

[katsensstuff]

I love this comic and I enjoy watching the creator streams.

[akanemnon]

Hello!

Happy (belated) TWO YEARS Anniversary!!!! I would've done this earlier if I could, but I basically discovered you and your blog today..

lil redraw of the first thing ever! the start of it all!

Seriously, you're incredible! I have problems reading big things be it filled with drawings or not but I'll try to keep going since your comic is just so cool n nice :)) good job!

Thank you so very much! It means a lot to me that you guys enjoy the comic that much!

[tlmtwelve]

@codywanfirstkissbingo : Battle kiss

(Bingo card & alt version below the cut)

[pinkmarbella2050]

What the fuck? This is great!

MY GOD WHAT HAVE I FOUND XD

I'm not sorry for having you know this exists XD

[beloveds-embrace]

Sometimes I wish my brain would shut the fuck up and then it comes up with things like this and I apologise if this doesn't make sense or isnt the best bevause Im at work bit need to get the thought down ; You and rhe boys are together, have been for years. You're another SAS soldier, one of the very best specialising in stealth and sniper shots, but you come from a dodgy background your family having ties to the mafia but you ran away when you were 14 to get away from them and that life, joining the military the minute you turned 18. The boys adore you and would do anything for you and they know all about your family, taking every precaution they can to keep you safe and away from them. Until you're sent on a mission to take down a cartel, one your family has started working with in recent years but you obviously dont know that until you see your brother while doing recon and he sees you and recognises you right away. When taking down rhe cartel, you get seperated from the boys and your brother grabs you determined to take you home and make you pay for leaving your family behind. When the boys finish the mission, their distraught thinking the worst has happened to you until John finds a note you slipped into his pocket before starting the mission the only words on it are 'they found me' and suddenly they have a new, unsanctioned, mission, get you back by any means necessary

The mission had been planned down to the last detail- covert infiltration, silent takedowns, precise shots. You had done this a hundred times before, slipped into the dark and pulled the trigger before anyone even knew you were there. It was what made you one of the best. It was why they trusted you to take point on the most delicate operations. But no amount of training could have prepared you for the moment you turned the corner and saw him.

(Even if you’d had a bad feeling about this mission from the start. Something in your gut twisted and turned, a slow-boiling alarm).

Your brother stood among the cartel men, older, harder, but unmistakable. The years had sharpened him, carved cruelty into his features like a sculptor’s chisel, but the recognition in his eyes was instant. You had once been a ghost to your past, slipping from its grip the moment you turned fourteen, but now it had found you again. His lips curled into something between a sneer and a smirk as he took a slow step forward.

“Well,” he murmured, his voice familiar in a way that made your stomach churn. You need to leave (bitch). “Look what we have here.”

Your body reacted before your mind caught up, gun raising to fire, but you had hesitated. Just a second, barely even a breath- but it was enough. Rough hands grabbed you from behind, yanking your arms back, disarming you in one swift movement. You struggled, twisting violently, but there were too many. You knew, even before the butt of a rifle cracked against your temple and sent your vision spinning, that this wasn’t going to be a simple hostage situation. You knew how your family worked, how your brother worked-

They weren’t going to kill you outright.

No, your brother wanted to make you pay.

The operation had gone exactly as planned- until it hadn’t. The cartel was eliminated, network dismantled, compound set ablaze. But when the dust settled and the smoke rose into the sky, you were nowhere to be found. The moment they realized you were missing, panic set in. Ghost and Soap combed through the wreckage, calling your name through gritted teeth. Gaz scoured the perimeter again and again, checking every fallen body, every possible hiding spot, every scrap of evidence that might tell them where the hell you had gone.

And Price stood still, breath steady, forcing himself to think through the roaring storm in his head. His hand dipped into his pocket on instinct, searching for his lighter, and instead, his fingers brushed against something small and unfamiliar.

He pulled it out, unfolding the scrap of paper, and the world narrowed to the words scrawled in your handwriting.

“They found me.”

His hands clenched around the note so tightly the edges crumpled beneath his fingers. The area fell into silence as the others turned to him, faces drawn tight with anger.

Gaz swore under his breath, throwing his cap aside. “No way in hell this is a coincidence. It’s them, isn’t it? Her family.”

Price exhaled slowly, his grip on the note unwavering. He had been waiting for this day, dreading it from the moment you first told them about the people you had left behind. You had always known they would come looking. That they would never truly let you go. And now, after all these years, they had finally caught up.

The mission was over. The orders were clear- they were to extract, regroup, and report back.

But fuck orders.

This had just become personal.

They weren’t going back without you. Even if they had to tear through every criminal syndicate between here and hell to get you back, they would.

No matter the cost.

[batri-jopa]

world_of_engineering_75 on Instagram

[mellblogss]

It took all of me to walk away from you.

[imlisteningt0tyler]

OMGGGGGGGGGG

"The light shines even though the star is gone"

[adhdedrn]

First poll.

Third poll.

Fourth poll.

Fifth poll.

[lurukifennecfox]

Danny was in Gotham because if he wanted to be an astronaut when he's officially out of the coffin, he needed schooling damn it. he also needed that for the "being the future king and ancient of space" thing so he's tired and drinking "death wish" coffee(he loves the name and it has the amount on caffeine that should hopefully work on his half dead ass)

he did not expect to get kidnapped by a frazzled secretary and forced to do ceo work but he rolled with it. if he's forced to do paperwork might as well do it well.

Tim is confused and would be sure he's hallucinating if not the fact that half his work for today was in fact done.

"so you're 'Tim' Tam mistook me for?"

to be fair to Tam they did look at least similar not identical but that with the exhaustion black slightly longer hair and blue eyes(the he had some green in them and they were surprisingly bright for someone looking half dead)

[iatemitomt0day]

Inspired by @brittle-doughie 's "Virtue of Compassion" AU!!!! (Go check it out!!!!)

A little bonus

I came up with the idea that the Compassion hero's soul-jam would be Spade(♠︎)-shaped, because I've taken notice in how the Anicent's soul-jam was identical to the symbols regularly seen on cards, so I made their soul-jam Spade(♠︎)-shaped since it was the remaining symbol not included =3

[r0ckiirose]

This got me over here, crying at 9 in the morning… Damn you.. (with love)

nightmare

[megoons-spoons]

I want to give the person who did this a kiss on the cheek.

[cheekylittlepupp]

"Daddy said it's my turn to play inside the Bhaal temple!"

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#When Your Future Husband Fixes Things For You Cause He's Tall