#But this au is very much a work in progress

[tamaytsuki]

I have 3 assigments due this week and all i can think about is these gay space idiots.

-> Finished Art!

[gossippool]

clownpool anyone? <3

when logan joins a circus troupe to replace the previous lion tamer, wade immediately catches his attention. his costumes are bright and symbol-clashingly loud, and his presence on stage not only matches that energy, but it's unbelievably graceful. he hand-sews all his costumes, and oftentimes wears short sleeves and skirts with gloves and stockings. on rare days, though, he wears the jumpsuits.

it's different when the curtains are down and the stage lights are off. wade is friendly enough, but he never talks. some of the troupe don't even know if he can. they tell logan that he walks so quietly that he often scares them without meaning to, so they've taken to making him wear bells everywhere. (they kept having to increase the number of bells, because he's somehow insanely stealthy even with them on.)

he's just as strange as his clown persona, but in a subdued way. logan catches him sleeping in the most impossible places, mask and makeup off, toy unicorn always attached to him somehow. the first time logan sees wade without his mask is when he finds him sleeping, curled up like a cat, on the aerial hoop. it's how logan finds out that the scars he sees not covered by his stockings and gloves cover his whole body.

some of them tell logan in whispers that his house burned down as a kid, hence the burn scars. some speculate that he was the one who did it (logan finds out much, much, much later that this is true--he'd burned down the house of his abusive parents, fully intending to get burned down with them, before the firemen raached the scene and pulled him out. logan also finds out just how deep wade's self-loathing runs. it's during the very bad days that he wears the jumpsuits to cover himself up.)

logan initially planned to maintain a cordial distance from him. everyone else seems to be quietly fond of wade, but also slightly scared, and he can't say he blames them. but soon he can't escape wade.

he finds out that wade really loves his lions. he sits next to their cages and pets them, and plays with them on the training ground when logan isn't looking. he doesn't know how wade keeps getting them out of their cages, but he's seen wade asleep draped over them once. the lions seem to love him too.

logan eventually lets wade hang around whole he trains, and he talks to wade and can tell he listens. he can tell wade trusts him.

and one day wade opens up.

[rustingcat]

Pokemon au comics

Kara’s adventure begins! Follow Kara on her quest to be the very best:)

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[somedecrepitcryptid]

A Ghost macaque au????? Me?????

[clock-loves-rajbow]

Hiii! Huge fan of your rajbow fanart. But I got a question for u. do you know Danganronpa? Cause if you do then I have a fan art idea in mind where Bowie and Wayne are masterminds of a killing game basically and raj is the protagonist. So we be getting a kinda unhealthy Platonic Wayne and a Rajbow cause well... They had reason, the try to get raj on their side so that he can help them spread despair. Yeaaa... If you don't know Danganronpa, do a quick search about it.

Anyways hope you get this, have a good rest of your day or night.

I do like danganronpa!! (Even tho I’ve never played it, but the aesthetics are peak)

This au isn’t exactlyyy what you asked but I thought it was a bit more of a spin on the usual formula. Without getting too long into specifics the idea is that after the Tragedy that ended the world, Chris used his media power to host his own killing games: Total Death Island (lmao)

He’s done this with four other casts (the other seasons) but when it gets to the reboot things don’t go according to plan. Mid-way through the game Bowie finds a few hidden pathways Chris stalks and with the work of Wayne they kill him in a surprise attack.

They still don’t know where his base of operations are but they come into control of a portable remote Chris used to control the game while outside the main control room, and with it gain a large control of the killing game. With this power in their hands they steel to protect Raj while also finding a way out for the three of them.

Though things get a little morally dubious when Bowie keeps letting the game go on, letting everyone but Raj continue to be in danger. Power like this isn’t to be trusted to anyone, not even his boyfriend. He’s doing this for his own safety, after all. So until they find the way out, it’ll be his and Wayne’s little secret :)

[minnow-doodle-doo]

I haven't been drawing much this summer, but both Batman comics I'm working on have such different art styles and yet they both start in the same sort of frame lol

[ask-indigo-park-swapped]

WELCOME TO THE TETHERED ISLES!!!

[a cluster of floating islands drifting above a valley. ropes connect the isles together and keeps them bound to the world - recently cleared to explore, the isles are full of mystery and adventure!]

<RAMBLEY is now unavailable for asks.> <LLOYD is now unavailable for asks.> <SALEM is now unavailable for asks.> <THE SERPENT is now unavailable for asks.>

MOLLIE arrives to the main island of the TETHERED ISLES. She looks around the TETHERED OUTPOST, watching merchants and explorers milling about and interested in a new location to explore. She sees RAMBLEY nearby, assisting in supplying the new Outpost. She spots the TRADER in the crowd; the enigmatic merchant that usually stays in the Snow Line seems to have followed the excitement to the Isles. She spots RUTA in the crowd; an experienced and respected explorer that freely offers ominous but helpful advice.

Clutching her bag of supplies, Mollie is struck by indecision.

==>

also, because i think its funny, heres the original sketch for one that cool sidescroller esque art up there:

its literally just blobshsjdghsd

[themagicoolcat]

drawing my fella :))

[not-youranswer]

Hi guys! I started to write my first fanfic because I need to get this idea out of my head. 🫠 It's basically going to be about Andrew and Neil meeting on their mid-twenties, Andrew is still with Kevin and they've gone pro. Neil is working as a tailor/shopkeep in high end tailor shop. It's about the intimacy of taking the measurements from an interesting guy and the fleeting touches and the yearning. (I hope)

I'm going to post the first part under the cut and I would love if someone could give me some feedback! 😩🙏🙏

The smallest bell above the old oak door tinged, as Kevin ushered Andrew inside the mysterious tailor shop.

"My my Day, getting chivalrous in your old age?" Andrew asked, with what could be called a sneer as he took in the shop.

It was dark in tones, but not devoid of light. Old and slightly worn wooden structures held few sample suits, with more arrays of fabric samples that Andrew thought was possible. Kevin huffed behind him as Andrew reached out for a few samples. The fabric was silky smooth, feeling more like liquid than what-could-be-garment.

"Don't patronize me." Kevin said behind him, crossing his arms. "We both know you never would've come here if it wasn't for me practically dragging you in here. And this event is /important/. All the biggest sponsors are in attendance and we both know that you /need/ new ones. And you need the perfect suit to go with it to give the proper impression."

Andrew tried to tune out Kevin's much heard speech about this god-forsaken sponsorship event, being weirdly thankful after he heard some scuffling up ahead.

Small, well compared to Kevin at least, old and wily man appeared from behind a curtained wall where Andrew could only assume the fitting rooms were. His grey eyes were sharp and calculating under his dark and bushy eyebrows, and it made Andrews skin crawl. His hair was thick and coarse next to his ears but thinning and greying near the top. His age made him hunched over a bit, but he still held himself proudly and clearly with hidden strength.

Andrew decided not trust this man and pushed his hands in his pockets while Kevin stepped forward, his almost-best paparazzi smile on his face.

'"Aah young mister Day!" the older man greeted him with a well-oiled smile, perfected for customer service and warmly shook Kevin's hand with both of his.

"Hello again mister Krawiec. I'm glad you could make time for us." Kevin smiled back with a small nod, until his eyes darted towards the back. "Is uh.. /he/ here?" He asked bashfully with a small nod towards the back.

The older man's eyes glinted after the question as he took a glance of Andrew.

"Yes yes, young master Nathaniel is indeed present. You wished for him if I'm not mistaken." He said with a sly smile.

Andrew wasn't sure what he thought about this whole.. young master-business the old man had going on, but he didn't let it show. He had perfected his press-facade of calm indifference after multiple notes from his coaches and one Kevin Day. He shifted his weight, uncomfortable with Krawiec's gaze.

"Yes, my friend Andrew here is not that.. accustomed to being taken care of by talented tailors and I know your skills here are beyond measure." Kevin smiled at the man who finally left Andrew alone while he nodded at Kevin.

"I shall fetch the young master to you." The old man nodded and turned on his heels.

Kevin turned to grin at Andrew who just raised one unimpressed eyebrow.

" 'Young master'? Now who does that remind me of ... Oh yeah!" Andrew glared "The slimy bottom feeder that is Rik-"

"It's not like that!" Kevin hissed, eyes darting after the older man.

"This is an old business, run by his family and they just have a certain way that things are done..!"

Andrew scoffed and opened his mouth for a witty retort of some sort, but was cut off by a clear and pleasant voice.

"I am most apologetic for making you misters wait. There was a-" The curtain parted and a head of auburn hair came through, followed by a tan young man with a slim build and neat, grey suit.

Andrew quickly scanned the new addition to the room, taking note of his scarred hands and face, missing a breath when noticing his piercing blue eyes that glinted dangerously within his calm facade. The arrivals full lips stretched into a mischievous grin after his eyes glided from Andrew to Kevin.

"You should've called me that you needed something from us! I wouldn't have bothered with all of this!" The arrival laughed and immediately slackened his tie while walking towards Kevin and giving him a tight squeeze of a hug.

Kevin returned to the hug with a small laugh.

"Someone needs to keep you in your toes or you're slacking" he grinned to the auburn haired man, whose eyes had zoned back on Andrew.

"I think I've had enough toeing around for one lifetime." He quipped and scanned Andrew shamelessly from head to toe, making the blond flush a bit, but he still answered the stare steadily.

"Who did you bring Kev?"

"Oh sorry!" Kevin floundered and gestured to Andrew.

"Andrew, this is Neil. Neil, this is Andrew, who is in /dire/ need of a suit."

It was curious to Andrew that this Neil-person didn't try to offer his hand, or even took a step forward, but simply nodded in acknowledgement while smiling slightly.

[shoshimakesstuff]

CHARACTER AESTHETICS — @loveduringthewar's LIVVY FOX

[malkaleh]

ooooh so I would love to hear more about Helen Norwich, and about how the English Civil War might have gone in that 'verse!

Helen, I don’t know if I said but she’s Norwich’s niece. Which I want to be clear, he never did anything to her but OH BOY. She was also born not that long after Tom Cromwell escaped him (Helen was born in 1523) after he’d been expecting to be his older brothers heir for so long (his brother had been married twice before Helen’s mother with no children and they had Helen late in their marriage).

Helen is very quiet, very considered and sensible - but she is beautiful which Norwich, after his Annoyed At Her Existence was like ‘…oh yay BARGAINING CHIP’ - it meant he could hold her wardship and then find an appropriate husband for her that could best benefit him.

(Helen was preparing to make the best of this she could - at least Norwich didn’t actually give a fuck about the actual management of the Earldom and she’s fairly sure that any husband he would pick for her wouldn’t either and would be happy for her to stay in the country with their children while he was at court so…she’d have that at least, in between whatever cruelty)*

*I’m fairly sure Norwich wouldn’t suffer like extreme cruelty because Status Thing and Status Thing Only but also he would totally not care if Helen was miserable or not.

She gets the Earldom in her own right in the end and makes it a really lovely place again - I think Welles Hall is actually particularly famous for fine wool(s) but I’m still working that out.

The Civil War in OT3 verse is me going ‘what if I flip things and the Restorationists are pissed about the increasing democracy + their colonial attempts got slapped down HARD’ essentially.

Essentially there’s this but I’ll babble some more!

Baron Hugh Wake (Of Liddell) is based on a real historical family - the first Baron had a daughter married one of the sons of Edward I by his second wife. It is however by his son (in our history both of the first barons sons died but here his oldest lives) John that Baron Hugh is descended.

King Hugh/The Restorationist King essentially begins the rebellion, well I’ll go from my notes:

Started it after his father, son and some of his sons friends were going to be jailed for human rights abuses. Believed that England should be an Empire to be great, should expel all the Jewish people, should become a Christian nation and revert to the ‘natural order of nobility.  

(They attempted to start a colony in what we would call North America. (The Spanish had previously been kicked out of South America in a story that is not mine to tell but does happen). They failed Miserably)).

There are whisperings about the changes Thomas and Mihrimah make and things do happen but they really start in Turhan’s reign. And then it goes on and becomes louder. About how Not White, Not Christian the royal family has become. About how there are Jews and Muslims and…in England. About how there is no imperialism, no ‘glory of empire’ and how people are being penalised for trying to make one by like jail. 

So we get to Henry VIII’s great great (I think that’s enough greats!) grandson Arthur (Jahan) II (I call him Arthur II because of the Tudor Arthurian Fandom Thing). His first child is a daughter and he decrees that she’s going to be the heir regardless of any brothers born afterwards. The royal family takes the final steps to expand representative democracy. Also the eventual restoration king’s son, his sons friends and his father are jailed for a failed attempt to colonise North America. They rebel at all of the above (it is possible that I a biracial jewish etc woman am Having Some Feelings). Arthur is eventually beheaded, there’s a Restoration King for the same time Oliver Cromwell ruled and then..Arthur’s daughter Charlotte Askala is invited back. 

The Restorationist Reign included a lot of awful things happening - like I mentioned the reform schools here

But that was very much the idea - they also did that to the children of nobles etc who weren’t restorationists. It’s pretty heavy history and I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately (including Gregory Cromwell’s descendant(s) and how the chest with the Triads letters etc survived). The King Arthur Jahan was beheaded, his wife and daughter sent into exile. (I love them as well). Then Charlotte Askala (his daughter) is asked back because the whole thing falls apart after Hugh’s death (he’d styled himself essentially as protector of the realm for the quote ‘true king’

There’s a whole bunch of other things that will come up in the modern day with this universes version of the Abdication in the 1930s but I will stop now! (Also the other thing to know about Hugh is that he has two children he loves deeply - his son ended up in luxurious exile and never had children but his daughter had three daughters of her own but because Restorationists do not accept inheritance through the female line they are never going to be able to be held up as heirs which is a whole other Fuckery related to the abdication).

[unproduciblesmackdown]

spontaneous expressions of wynnstannery (re: winston quant kid 2 billions)

[lil-oreo-crumbles]

You know back when the AU was a comic, I was able to gloss over so much of the politics of Mewni Creek I was not well equipped to handle and focus instead on the relationships and bonds that were important to the story going forward and explain the new governmental system of this combined world after it had been established and the masses calmed long down.

But now? Now that it’s a fic? Now that I have to essentially re-start the Ovelia establishment and better flesh out her blossoming friendships and connections to the main cast?

I’ve really gotta buckle down and write the politics and post-Cleaved chaos don’t I.

Man…

[transdunbar]

seven sentence sunday monday tuesday

tagged by @wolfboy88 and @outcastpack !!

from chapter 5 of i don't really like me anymore:

As Derek stepped back, Isaac stepped forward and mimicked the older teen’s previous position of crouching down in order to be eye level with Jackson. Theo ignored whatever his boyfriend was doing for the moment and caught Derek’s elbow, dragging him aside and out of earshot of Jackson despite the soft surprised sound that Derek made.

“When did you give him the bite?” Theo asked. Derek furrowed his eyebrows, but Theo just raised his own right back at him, a silent challenge.

“The same night I gave it to you,” Derek answered after a brief moment. “He showed up at my house to ask for it about half an hour before Stiles called me.”

“Seriously? You bit him however many weeks ago and this is the first we’re hearing about it?”

if anyone wants to do this, consider yourself tagged :)

[starheirxero]

i dunno if it will ever actually happen but i entertain the idea of ird Lunar having a human bestie like all the time. i haven't solidified it yet bc all the reaons i have to add them can just as easily be done without them, but i still think its very cute......

[worldsmostcasualmpregfan]

@iwillresthere HERE IS THE MERGANA CONVERSATION im not ..... crazy about it but when i first wrote it i giggled. i might move some parts around and see how i feel then lol

“Bloody fucking Morris.” Morgana sighs, shaking her head. “I rather liked him, too. Quiet but very brave.”

“Really?” Merlin asks, smiling gratefully when she moves to help him push the cart.

“Arthur can get a bit creative, when it comes to football,” Morgana says, staring thoughtfully ahead. “He really loves to push himself. One of the ways he did that was to find a bucket, preferably a smaller one, and he’d have Morris hold it in an . . . unsavoury place in front of himself, and he’d—”

“Oh no,” Merlin commiserates, “he kicked the ball into the bucket, didn’t he?”

“Yes.” Morgana nods her head. “And he never missed, which in theory is great. But those kicks are hard and the ball just goes flying and when it lands, the bucket just goes . . . well. He can find a member of the team to do that with, and maybe they can do it to him in return, and we’ll see how he likes it then.”

“Brutal,” Merlin says.

“You have to be, in the world we live in.”

“Yeah,” Merlin agrees. “What, with war and . . . terrorism.”

Morgana stops, hands still on the cart, making Merlin stop with her. When he turns, she’s staring at him with furrowed brows. “I meant the football world, Merlin.”

“Oh.” Merlin blinks, then nods. “Yeah! No. I still agree. You’re absolutely right.”

There’s a pause, and Merlin feels himself start to itch, but then Morgana smiles. “Sometimes I worry about Uther’s choices for this club — and there’s only so much a woman damn good at her job can do — but I think you were a good one. I’m excited to be working with you.”