#Can i just say I love this art for Hank?
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spideycain · 7 months ago
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(Daredevil (2011) #16)
Don't mind me. Just quietly crying over two Marvel characters known for being mentally ill (one of whom is often demonized for it) finding solace in their shared experiences.
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xxplastic-cubexx · 4 months ago
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if i said i picked up this issue for anything but drunk erik i fear i'd be lying
(Wolverine (2020) #3)
#xmen#xmen comics#krakoa#magneto#ok fine logan can get a tag too. this IS his story after all ja/lkLAJVEAVKLJ#wolverine#snap scans#i should read the rest of this run but its like 47 issues i think so. gonna take some time with that#spliced up the panels so its easier to look at everything. and so i can frame drunk passed out erik on my wall#someone uploaded some of the first page some time ago but 1.) i forgot to rb it 2.) it didnt include the rest of the scene#it ESP didnt include erik fallin face first on the table and his lil sleepin face on the next page like please im gettin cuteness aggressio#im so miffed that these are printed on the same page cause i woulda framed this spread otherwise like PLEASE#this shit got me GIGGLING SO BAD i cant. 'dare i say it .......' he's so unnecessary i love him so much#he's so silly ..... also someone said it best in that whenever erik's drawn like a bug it's the best thing#like look at him. that's a beetle. that's my little beetle and i love him i need to put him in a terrarium and watch him#honestly theres a LOT of things i have scanned and wanna share however i have to do it. Reasonably so to speak#in that i dont want to accidentally drown out all my doodling with comic scans jvEALKVJEAKL#maybe i'll do it sandwich style ... art -> scan -> art -> scan etc etc#that does remind me i have a doodle i wanted to do today. so maybe ill do that and share another thing i got scanned ....#unfortunately i do very much love reading the comics. a troublesome thing cause theres so much i wanna share and talk about#like from this issue too i love how hank describes what charles' mutation feels like#its not a grand thing but i love it whenever charles' telepathy is described and how it effects him physiologically#maybe hank was just Theorizing what it feels like but still ... i love that insight so much .....#i'll share that quote another time- i prob won't scan the page cause it's just a text log but i will say it was from here dont worry#ok ive rambled long enough BYE im gonna go draw charles
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splatashahowlett · 7 months ago
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logan howlett x reader (inspired by @keigohawks <3)
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you've been a teacher at xavier's school for gifted youngsters for a decade now and you loved everything about it. the kids were wonderful, the place was amazing and the other teachers (that you were lucky enough to call your friends) were the sweetest people on earth. nothing was missing.
well, if you wanted to go into details: settling into a routine was pretty hard for you. you were used to going on adventures, meeting new people everyday, feeling the thrill of getting caught when you where somewhere you weren't supposed to be. so waking up everyday at 7, eating breakfast with ororo and jean, teaching your class all morning, eating lunch with ororo and jean, teaching your class all afternoon, eating dinner with ororo and jean and then going to sleep after showering was draining. again, you loved your life here and wouldn't trade it for anything, but you got used to it. and that was the worst thing that could have happened.
so when he came along, you saw the perfect opportunity. logan howlett was the new P.E teacher and to say that you two got along very well would be an understatement. you loved the dynamic between you two, you were constantly bickering over who the kids liked more (the obvious answer being you) or who could run the fastest considering you had a very similar mutation as his, you could also fight (read flirt) over who knew more about elvis presley biography.
the whole school was waiting for you to get together already. it wouldn't be that big of a deal anyway taking into account that you both already acted like a couple. you would go together at any type of meeting/social event. logan would stand very close to you without even noticing. you would always have each others back when one of the students complained about the other. charles would assign you two on missions together cause you were the only one who could handle him. even a blind lawyer could see the way you were looking at each other.
but of course, you would both deny it.
"logan is just a friend! nothing more!" you would say to jean
"there's nothing between y/n and I, well not in that way" he would say to rogue
and everybody would roll their eyes...
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given you were an art teacher, the art studio was probably your favorite room in the mansion. and you loved to spend time with the people you cherished there. so on a sunday afternoon, you decided to bake some cookies, make some tea and paint with scott, ororo, hank and logan who would just watch everybody else (his stubbornness could be seen as a lifestyle at that point). charles and jean couldn't come but you promised to save cookies for both of them.
the afternoon was spent laughing and smiling, you would take quick looks at logan from time to time and your heart will stop when you'd realize he was already looking at you each time. the hours passed and everybody left, except logan who stayed to help you clean up the mess you made.
"you don't have to do that you know?" you smiled, touched by his kind gesture.
"it's the least I can do, you planned everything" he answered, washing brushes.
"you didn't even paint or ate anything" you retorted
"yeah, I was busy looking at you" he joked (flirted?). your cheeks blushed, shy and flattered. before you knew it you were scooping paint from a plate and throwing it on his back. you acted like a fucking teenage girl around him.
logan froze and slowly turned around, a smirk on his face. with the brushes still in his hand he walked toward you while you were stepping back, grinning from ear to ear, and rubbed the still full-of-paint brushes on your face, grabbing you by the waist so you couldn't escape. you laughed and reached for the glass of water you used to paint and threw it on his face. he gasped.
when he opened his eyes he looked at you intensely. logan grabbed a whole paint tube and threatened you with it. you ran on the other side of the room (so not too far away) and raised your arms before you as a shield. you were both moving in circles in the room, smilling and laughing like kids. it was your turn to grab a tube of paint. logan ran toward you and tackled you against the bookshelf. you squeezed the paint in his hair, knowing it would be impossible to get off (you would help him anyway).
"you little shit" he screeched, when he tried to step back, his feet slipped on some paint and he fell on his back, dragging you with him. you landed on top of him and immediately asked if he was fine, worried about his head hitting the ground.
"logan are you okay?" you gasped. he didn't answer.
"logan?"
"logan!" he didn't wake up. you were considering calling someone for help when he burst out laughing and squeezed his tube of paint right into your face. you screamed, both surprised and angry at him for messing with you. but only seconds after you laughed together, on the ground, covered in paint.
"thank you for helping me clean up" you joked, getting up. logan pulled you back to him.
"with great pleasure" he replied, your faces closer than ever. your hair were falling on his paint covered face. you thought he looked beautiful
"you look beautiful" the words didn't come from your mouth but his. you looked away, embarassed. "don't hide your pretty smile from me bub". so you looked at him lovingly.
"come on, I have to get the studio ready for tomorrow" you said, knowing you would need a great excuse for him to let you go. and he did, reluctantly.
you finished cleaning the studio (without any paint fight this time), while chatting, smiling and accidentally touching from time to time.
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you were shuffling around in bed. after about an hour of fighting yourself into sleeping you gave up. you sat up, remembering the dr pepper you hid in a fridge of the back kitchen where none of the kids were allowed to go. no one knew of this secret of yours but you didn't feel guilty about it. the worst feeling is definitely feeling your mouth watering at the idea of a soda just for someone to steal it from you.
so you put on some pants and huried into the kitchen. you were met with logan seating at the kitchen isle, reading the newspaper. you walked past him without even giving him a second glance and went to your secret hideout. but you were meyt with pure horror. the last dr pepper was missing. your mouth opened and you audibly gasped.
you could hear logan asking if everything was okay and decided on going back to the kitchen, defeated. you sat down next to logan, sighing. he put his paper down and looked at you. you looked up and widened your eyes.
"where did you get that?" you looked at the dr pepper in his left hand, still full.
"in your secret hideout, why?" he acknowledged nonchalantly.
"how do you even know where my secret hideout is?" you furrowed your brows,
"you go there each time we're in the kitchen together" he chuckled and looked down at the glass bottle. you were also looking at it, pounting unconsciously. he slide it over to you with an amused look.
"no, keep it, I'm fine"
"you clearly aren't"
you smiled and stood to grab two glasses. you poured the soda in both glasses and gave one to logan.
"I don't usually share my dr pepper" you clarified.
"I know" he smiled and added after a moment of silence: "I don't usually let people in".
you grabbed his hand and stroke it with your thumb, a sign of gratitude, support, love?
he placed his other hand on the nape of your neck.
"I'd like to let you in just a little bit more, if that's alright with you" he whispered.
"I'd love to"
logan closed the space between you two, your lips meeting in a delicate kiss. none of it felt weird or strange, you were already used to intimacy with logan, even if it never went that far.
it felt familiar.
it felt right.
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timbit-robin-art · 8 months ago
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I am loving your x-men art atm!! It is all so good and so cute!! Especially your chibi versions!! And I am very intrigued by your recent band au too! Logan as the reluctant yet supportive teacher is perfect! I'd love to hear more about that!! Xxxxxxx
More about Mr. Logan? Let’s see.
I think it’s a very funny idea that his backstory is the exact same despite it being an X-Men-less universe. He’s still Weapon X and did military work, it’s just that once he decided he was done with it all, he decided to become a teacher at the private school. You find this out when he’s whisked away for S.H.I.E.L.D shenanigans while the band is doing some mundane activity. Cue everyone trying to get Kurt’s chemistry grade up periodically interrupted by Mr. Logan going through actual hell.
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I mentioned before that I think he knows the bass. It’s just a hobby of his, mostly to take his mind off of things, so no one else really knows he can play. Except for one specific alumni;
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Mr. Logan actually recommended Rogue to Xavier’s mutant education scholarship after having a chance encounter with her. While she refused to take residency up in the Institute, she eventually gave into Mr. Logan’s urges to at least attend the school. This is the start of their delinquent-child-who-gets-adopted-by-the-gruff-old-man dynamic. Mr. Logan eventually teaches her the bass, and she really takes off with it. I can see her being a part of her own southern fem punk band after she graduates.
(I think it goes without saying that Rogue is the group’s vodka wine aunt that makes her occasional appearance. When Mr. Logan is preoccupied, leave it to Rogue to recklessly drive them to their gigs.)
Also, while we’re talking about the band universe, I think I figured out the eventual 5th member;
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Meet Kitty Pryde, the freshmen that joins as their second guitar. She also knows how to play piano, but she prefers the mobility guitar grants her (she cannot stand still when she plays music). She probably met Kurt first in the music room while she was practicing for a piano recital. Though Kurt can recognize the musical talent she has, she can tell her heart isn’t into it. So now there’s a montage of Kurt and Kitty messing around with other instruments. Neither of them really know how to play anything besides piano, they’re just trying to see what feels right for Kitty. And that’s how she finds her interest in guitars.
I think it would actually take a while before she gets used to guitar. Hank would try to teach her, but Kitty’s learning style just doesn’t match well with Hank’s teaching style. So everyone thinks that she’s just not meant to play the guitar until some sort of epiphany happens, and suddenly she can absolutely shred.
She rounds out the group quite well, don’t you think?
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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 10 months ago
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the girl next door 26
Warnings: this fic will include elements, some dark, such as age gap, manipulation, chronic illness, noncon/dubcon, coercion, and other untagged triggers. Please take this into account before proceeding. It is up to curate your online consumption safely.
Summary: A new neighbour moves in and upends your already disarrayed life.
Author’s Note: Please feel free to leave some feedback, reblog, and jump into my asks. I’m always happy to discuss with you and riff on idea. As always, you are cherished and adored! Stay safe, be kind, and treat yourself.
This lewk but silverfox
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You fall asleep somewhere between the Humphrey Bogart classic and the Tom Hanks-Meg Ryan romcom. It all blends together inside your eyelids as the world glazes over behind the wall of your subconscious. The black-and-white and vibrant technicolor merge and storm around the images of reality; a courthouse, the smell of grass, and a constricting pressure around your middle. 
A rippling sensation spreads down your thigh as you slowly rouse from sleep. The worn couch cushions have you stiff as you lay on your side, one leg extended as warmth rests just above your knee. Your eyes slit as the TV continues to play, an early morning news show localised to another district. You yawn and scratch your ear as the world comes into focus. 
You don’t remember laying down. You only know one moment you were nestled into the corner and the next, you’re waking up like this. You fell another tickle on your leg and look down at the weight there. Steve’s hand lays on your thigh carelessly as his head hangs back over the back of the couch, his knees wide as his body is slack. He snores up at the ceiling, his other hand on your ankle. 
You turn slowly, careful not to disturb him as you pull your leg away from him. He wakes anyway, his head jerking up as he latches onto your calf, squeezing before he lets you go, and grumbles as he rubs his cheeks. He shakes his head. 
“Mm, oh, morning already,” he mutters as he leans forward, reaching back to touch his lower back, “umph,” he leans against the armrest, “good new, at least, my couch is a lot comfier.” 
He chortles and slides to the edge of the cushion. His jaw tenses before he stands, stretching his legs straight under him as he shifts from one foot to the other. He angles so you can only see his back as he rolls his shoulders. He tugs at the front of his pajamas then glances back at you. 
“Sweetie, you okay?” He asks. 
You nod as you hug your knees and stare down at the couch. The old floral pattern is worn out and you can feel the springs poking up. Still, the idea of getting rid of it is unsettling. 
“This was my grandma’s couch,” you murmur. 
“Aw, I know, sweetie, sorry, I didn’t mean--” he nears and sits back down, dragging his knuckle up your pant leg, toying with the fabric as he watches you, “you must’ve loved her, huh?” 
“I... yeah,” you shrug. 
“If you wanna keep it, how about we put it in your room?” 
“What?” you tilt your head, “my room?” 
“Well, yeah, you can take the guest room. Makes sense, right? Lots more room there. We’ll have to toss a few things but we’ll make it work. And you can put your art stuff in the studio, I don’t mind sharing.” 
“Mm, okay, I guess, I...” you look down at the couch then at him. “You can get rid of it.” 
“Hm?” 
“The couch,” you turn, slipping away from him. “It’s old.” 
“If it means something to you.” 
“Not really,” you stand and shuffle away from him. “I’m going to get dressed.” 
“Right, uh, yeah,” the coach groans beneath him as he stands again, “I’ll check on mom.” 
There’s stolid silence lingering between you, as if he expects a response. You just continue on to the doorway and he clears his throat.  
“Got some running around to do today, calls to make,” he says, “gotta get at em.” 
You nod and hum but offer him nothing else. You’re tired and disoriented by the disjointed night. Your head is brittle from the lack of sleep and the uncomfortably thin couch cushions. 
“Make sure you come and have breakfast with us, huh? I’ll be going into town soon to sort out the bill with hospital and ask about nursing options.” 
“Okay,” you utter and turn down the hallway. 
It’s a lot. You don’t think you could deal with it alone. It almost makes you thankful for all of it, yet it all still feels very strange. 
🏠
You offer to clean up after breakfast as Steve gets ready to leave and your mom reclines on the sectional in the front room. She looks out of it, more than you’ve ever seen her. She was quiet as you ate and looked sickened by each bite. She almost begged Steve to let her lay down. 
As Steve grabs his keys, he seems reluctant to leave. It’s as if he wants you to say something, to do something, but you can’t figure out his expectations. That will be a new worry. No longer do you have to keep your mother happy, but her husband will be just another task. 
The front door closes as you scrub and rinse. You forego the dishwasher and make sure to handwash each dish, taking your time if only to keep busy. You dry up and stack the plates away, put the glasses in neat rows, and sort out the utensils. 
You go to check on your mom. Her eyes are closed and her hand is on her chest. She looks so still you can’t even see her breathing. You cross the room and hover just on the other side of the arm rest, staring at her. Your heart patters nervously as you stare at her chest. 
“What do you want?” She growls and opens a single eyelid. 
“N-nothing, just... checking on you. You... want a coffee?” You offer, hoping to appease her with a dose of caffeine. 
“Should,” she yawns and frames her forehead with her thumb and fingers, leaning against the side of the couch, “goddamn, I’m so tired.” 
You briskly return to the kitchen. You use what grounds are left over in the fancy grinder. You’ve never used one before and it kind of scares you. You measure them out and put the water on, waiting before the machine as you bob on your feet. 
When at last you have enough for a mug, you pour the coffee and add the cream as your mother likes it. As you come out, you hear her snoring. Her arm is slung over her face as her mouth hangs open and her breath catches in her throat. You know better than to wake her so you leave the cup on the coffee table and retreat. 
You’re too restless to stay inside. This isn’t your home. No matter how Steve tries to convince you, you just can’t get used to the idea. He might be nice but it just doesn’t feel right. It’s all so fast. Too fast. 
You sit on the top step and stare out at the street. You cup your chin and watch the sky. The clouds are wispy and curl into each other as the sun blazes down. Your vision blurs as the intense lights causes your eyes to water and you stare into the endless above. 
You glance over at your mom’s house. You want to run over and hide away in your room. You can’t. You have to be there for mom at least until Steve comes back. 
As figure strolls up along the walk and your eyes flick up. You brace yourself for the disproving glare of an HOA minion but instead, find a friendly face. Peter smiles as he stops in front of your mom’s gate and puts his hand on the door. He sees you and waves. 
“Hey, what’re you doing over there?” He asks as he jiggles the gate then strides towards Steve’s house. 
“Um...” you drone and shrug, standing as he nears the edge of Steve’s lawn. You meet him at the low gate and stop across from him, “I sort of... I think I live here now.” 
“You think? Sort of?” He muses. 
“Yeah, uh, my mom... got married?” 
“You don’t sound so sure about that,” he chuckles. “Everything okay?” 
You turn your lips downward and turn out your hands, “sure.” 
“Wow, I’m convinced,” he says dryly. 
“Sorry, I--” 
The toot of a car horn interrupts you and Peter turns to watch as Steve pulls into the drive. Your chest thumps wildly. You’re not doing anything wrong but you feel like you are. 
He gets out and puts a hand up. He comes around the corner of the fence and approaches Peter, “hey, kiddo, you making friends?” 
Steve’s eyes are focused on Peter even as he speaks to you. The shorter, younger man faces him and offers a hand, “hello, sir, I’m Peter. Old friend.” 
“Oh?” Steve’s eyes scale up and down Peter’s figure, “she never mentioned.” 
“Well, just moved back to the neighbourhood, you know?” Peter grins, his eyes twinkling as if something’s funny. Steve peers between the two of you.  
“Mm, that’s nice,” Steve shakes his hand and you see his knuckles pale as he shakes it firmly, “Steve.” 
“New dad, got it,” Peter chirps and the older man’s cheek ticks. 
“Mm,” he squints as his square jaw clenches, “well, Pete,” he nearly spits, “her mom’s not doing too well so she’s a bit busy. Aren’t you, kiddo?” 
He looks at you and you look at Peter. You nod and look away guiltily, “yeah.” 
“Well then, Pete,” Steve releases Peter’s hand and claps his shoulder, “think you should be on your way.” 
“Right,” Peter nods and turns to you, “sorry to hear about your mom. Hope she feels better. See ya round.” He puts up three fingers in a half-wave, “see ya, Steve.” 
He steps past Steve, brushing close as he does, and marches off with a spring in his step. The older man turns to glare after him. You don’t know why he’s so bothered, Peter’s nice enough. Well, maybe Peter isn’t the issue. 
“Sorry, mom’s sleeping so I came out here--” 
“Come on,” he interjects as he lets himself through the gate, “did you give her her meds?” 
You frown as you scurry ahead of him. You didn’t. You thought he had. Oh no. 
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damianbugs · 2 months ago
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i love comics of bruce with children, any recs for batman stories involving him with children?
INDEED I DO. i have been building an entire thread of these comics for the last year on twitter. so i have a few:
Batman: War on Crime (1999) focuses on a boy called marcus who has a very similar backstory to bruce but goes down a different path, and his introspection on that. the art and writing make this one a must read!
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Batman (1940) #423, the second story includes bruce's foster children, hank and jenny watkins.
The Brave & The Bold (1955) #93 is about bruce going on vacation and taking a break from batman (spoiler: that doesn't happen) and saving a boy called sean, twice!
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at the end of Batman Gotham Knights (2000) #25 there's a short story called Last Call at McSurley's, which has a really sweet part about bruce saving a kidnapped little girl, but also some really fun gotham world building!
in Batman Secret Files (2018) #3 there's a story called Hunters, where bruce and oliver queen work together to save a little girl while being hunted down. one of my favourites!
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in Bane: Conquest (2017) #12, bruce makes an appearance to save a baby. if you enjoy bane i'd suggest reading the whole comic for context, but for bruce it's just the last issue. the funniest part was the confirmation that every bat-vehicle seems to come with a built in bat-baby-car-seat!
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Batman: The Dark Knight (2011) #26-27 features an entirely silent story of bruce saving a mother and daughter from human trafficking. it includes one of my favourite batman panels of all time.
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trigger warnings for all violence against children in the next two:
Batman: The Ultimate Evil (1995) is about bruce, following in his mother's footsteps, dismantling a child prostitution ring as well as learning about gotham's rampant child abuse problem. there is also a really good novel about this story!
Batman: Night Cries (1992) is about bruce working on a series of murders where the common factor is the victims being child abusers.
Batman Adventures #26 is about bruce patrolling with a baby. my favourite part is where the criminals stopped doing crime and tried to offer advice on how to look after the baby. i love you gotham
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in part 5 of batman legacy [Batman (1940) #534], bruce is in india trying to find a cure for a virus. while there, he meets a homeless boy who gets involved with their case. i don't particularly like the legacy storylines, so i would recommend reading this one on its own!
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these are the ones that i can remember where bruce has important interactions with children, but i always say that the best batman stories have at least one panel of his saving children. so there are many more, but i hope you enjoy these!
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badplayerana · 3 months ago
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Current favorite cherik fics - pt6
part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 7 | part 8
A bit of a different one this week, quite a few WIP in there that Ive been obsessed with and crave every update like hard drugs. enjoy <3
Best Laid Plans by InterstellarClark (WIP - updated today and ohhh my goddd)
Alpha Erik is tired of waiting for the right person to settle down with, he’s ready to be a father and have a family again. Omega Charles has lost everything, his inheritance, his job at Columbia, and needs a next step. Both of them turn to Stark Surrogacy, hoping they can find a future.
Punnett Squares and Metal Hearts by roseghoul (WIP - slow burn done RIGHT)
Charles Xavier taught biology at Westchester High School and has for the past seven years. If you were to ask his sister, Raven, then she’d say it was a waste of his Ph.D., but he was inclined to disagree. Founder of the Students With Disabilities Club, he’s created a bit of a name for himself at the school, nurturing an environment that encourages learning and acceptance. Erik Lehnsherr has thirty-six years under his belt, yet not a single one has been spent teaching, despite his Industrial Arts degree. Yet he accepted a teaching position, in the United States, of all places. Desperation for a new life would lead many to do rather rash things. After many months and piles of documents and certifications, he’s now a shop teacher at Westchester High School, and his first year is just around the corner. It’s a week before the first day of school when Erik meets Charles, and he’s put off by the optimistic man, yet curious to learn more about him. Charles, ever the kind soul, is eager to bring a new teacher under his wing, but his reasons are far from selfless, enraptured by the handsome, mysterious man with an even more mysterious history.
we recognize each other and call this love by mapofyourstars (so beautiful)
The nine times that Erik and Charles' souls met each other; and the final time their souls vowed to never be apart. A Reincarnation AU with a happy ending.
Lift me from my preconceptions by LimerenceKing (read this once, forgot to bookmark it and spent sooo long trying to find it again bc I couldnt stop thinking about it. go read!)
Online dating is hard enough, but being both mutant and disabled made it much harder for Charles. He thinks he finally finds someone, and sets out to go on a date with her.
Kintsugi by xtinethepirate (another series, perfect if you want a longer read)
When Charles had told Hank there would be a time when they would all be together again, he hadn't meant immediately. In Charles’s mind, that indeterminate time was something more along the lines of “in a few months or a year, once Erik realized what a colossal ass he had been and Charles had stopped wanting to punch him again.”
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aceandanxious22 · 1 month ago
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Serious question based on an observation:
Why do people like Amanda so much but not Gavin, despite both of them being purposely dislikeable characters?
Gavin is supposed to represent racism. I get that, but he isn't really shown to be an inherently terrible person outside of hating androids.
Amanda, from what I've gathered, is supposed to represent everything we hate about big corporations, and what our future could possibly look like if they continue to grow and become more powerful.
From all the fan art I see of her, they mostly just admire her as a black woman, which is perfectly fine imo. But I see so much praise towards her with no one really talking about what she represents. I just see "wow, beautiful black woman" which, again, is fine.
Gavin, on the other hand, gets tons of hate. I completely understand why. He's a white cop who's ugly side is brought out by androids. He obviously has some serious personal issues and directly represents oppression based on ignorance and intolerance. I understand why people are so quick to rag on him.
However, we're not given much about him beyond what we see on the surface. Hank could be looked at in the same light if we weren't given an opportunity to see directly into his life, allowing us to better understand him and, therefore, sympathize with him. Would people treat Hank the same as Gavin if his storyline was cut? Would Gavin be treated differently if he was given a storyline similar to Hank's?
The community has done a pretty good job at giving Gavin a "redemption arch" which makes him more personable and realistic. I've been observing both sides of why people love him (more specifically, the fandom's version of him) and why people hate him.
I personally think both sides are valid. However, I also believe a character can change over time if given an opportunity. We don't see that opportunity in the game so, naturally, people made one up. I think that's great. A character with potential being explored. But there's still an entire group of DBH fans that will go out of their way to harass people who do give Gavin a chance, and it doesn't seem fair. Most people who do like Gavin, like the fandom version of him. Very rarely do I see people praising his canon character. (Again, everything we see is very surface level.)
The argument I see the most is that he represents racism, which again, couldn't you say the same about Hank? There's no other argument (that I've personally seen) outside of that. But if you completely take away the android element of the game, that argument completely falls apart, because we don't see any other behaviors that suggests he's a flat out racist person. Then again, we don't see much. And that's the point I'm trying to make. We simply don't know enough about him to completely define his character or why he acts the way that he does. I'm not really trying to make an argument for or against him specifically, it's just something I've noticed in the fandom overall. We get entire back stories for characters based on little to no information, and everyone is divided. But when there's a defined character like Amanda, all that is ignored because she's a black character, it seems.
I'm not entirely sure where I'm going with this; I guess I'm just looking for another perspective maybe? To me, there seems to be racial undertones that I don't see many people talking about. I've seen some discussions on Markus arguing weather or not he's a hero or the bad guy. Or some racial implications that don't really make sense within the context of the game or character.
The point of the game is that it directly implies racial elements, no arguments there, but the way people seem to completely miss the point and twist it into something completely different is disappointing. It's part of the reason I'm even writing this. I don't mean to rant but there seems to be an imbalance of fans putting certain characters on a pedistool based on the wrong reasons, skin color being one of those reasons.
Of course, I could be looking into this way too hard, but the amount of Amanda fan art has me a little confused. Maybe I'm the one that's missing something lol. Either way, I'm just wondering what other people think. Sorry for the long post.
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exoticb-utters · 4 months ago
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So I know this is out of the blue, (pun intended) but can I request a yandere Hank McCoy fic?
Nothing creepy just Hank being a bit clingy.
Short A/N: Hey! Im aware I didn’t post a chapter yesterday, I unfortunately had a problem uploading a chapter? I guess it never got posted so sorry guys 😭😭😭😭😭
Can’t Get Enough of You
“Flufftober” series. 6 🎃 Clingy Hank X GN Reader ‘Fluff’ Word Count: 565
You knew something was up when you tried to get out of your shared bed before being pulled back into the duvet by strong blue arms.
Your husband’s love language has always been touch, so you simply brush it off with a chuckle. You pressed a sweet kiss to his knuckles before speaking.
“Hank it’s time to get up��” You mummer into his large, calloused hand. You’re answered with a deep huff, his warm breath grazing across your skin.
He finally released, letting you get up and ready for the day. After that, the rest of the morning carried out as usual. That was, until you were on your between-class breaks.
It was like he was always there, baiting his time until you were alone before engulfing you in his embrace. You’d never found yourself opposed to his affection, but you’d have to say, this was strange for him.
When you were making yourself a late afternoon snack, you felt the familiar texture of fur and the warm scent of teakwood.
“What’s up honey?” You asked while cutting some fruit, smiling as you feel him press soft kisses along your neck.
“Just wanted to check in is all…” He said against your skin, causing you to roll your eyes affectionately.
“I think you’ve ‘checked in’ on me about ten times today~” You tease, popping a berry into your mouth.
“I can’t help it when it comes to you…” He replies softly, holding you tighter against his large frame. “Guess I can’t argue with that,” You shrug with a chuckle, holding up a strawberry to his face. “Strawberry?” He hummed in reply, gladly taking the small fruit with his teeth. If you didn’t know any better, it must be one of those days where his…libado gets out of control…
Yes, it’s happened many times before, courtesy of his ‘beastly’ mutation (pun intended). You don’t know exactly how it works, but it’s the only explanation for his clingy attitude.
“No other reason you came down to the empty kitchen then?” You say, still smushed between the counter and Hank. “No…” He mumbles bashfully, knowing he was caught like a deer in headlights.
“Welp, guess I should just return to teaching classes then, huh?” You hum with a knowing smile, knowing how’d he would inevitably react.
You carried your bowl of fruit as you made your way out the kitchen, knowing Hank’s expression was suffering.
This was too embarrassing, he hated bothering you all the time with this but he couldn’t help it!
“I lied…” He sighs just before you could go any further. You stop, looking over your shoulder with a raised brow. “Oh? About what?”
“You know what…” He huffs, pinching the bridge of his nose in embarrassment. “Hmmm, I don’t think I do…” You tease, watching a warm flush blossom across his face.
“Don’t make me say it. It’s…so embarrassing.” He looks up at you with a pleading look. You chuckle at his pout, such an adorable look on such a large man. You couldn’t hold in the affection anymore as you walk back over to him, taking his face in your hands. “Alright I’ll save you the grief…this time.” You smile, pressing a sweet kiss to his lips.
When you part, you realize you’ve made a mistake, seeing Hank’s expression serious as ever, eyes lidded and his focus zeroed-in on you. “…Hank?”
“Do you actually have a class to teach?” He questions without missing a beat.
“No…why do you-AHH!” You yelp, feeling yourself thrown over his shoulder without another thought.
“Good. You wouldn’t have made it back in time anyway.” He snickers, causing your head to whip around to scold him. “HENRY MCCOY.”
BONUS:
I had the pleasure of @moonshinenum drawing some bits of the story, featuring their oc with Hank! I love the fan art 🙌💖💖
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positivelybeastly · 6 months ago
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Love reading through your analyses and I was wondering if you had insight on something I noticed with Hank/Beast and Kurt/Nightcrawler: writers often use both of them in the visible mutation metaphor and emotional cores, but Kurt's approach is more from faith and Hank's is more from curiosity. Often when one or either are gone/dead/changed, things seem to get worse for the Team overall.
Do you think those two would benefit each other's characters? Even just to have spirited philosophical discussion?
So, this actually touches on a funny thing that I've noticed with Beast and Nightcrawler over time - which is that they're almost never on the same team together, probably precisely because they serve an extremely similar function in a team composition, for the reasons you've kind of touched on here.
They are, after all, both heavily visibly mutated individuals who were, or are, considered figures of great integrity and morality, with a strong code of ethics and a depth of feeling that expresses itself in a deeply vivacious personality - romantic, friendly, charming, and erudite.
Therefore, having them both on a team is, unfortunately, somewhat redundant.
That being said! They do still interact, and they're shown to be sources of great comfort and friendship for one another. Their first meetings were - somewhat inauspicious . . .
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See, this is the funny thing about old comics - storylines just flow and flow and flow. Comics didn't stop after ten issues and get restarted with a new #1 every few months, they just ran and ran and ran, and the pacing reflected that.
There aren't usually month long gaps where you can assume nothing happened and people just got to hang out, they're working hard! Hank has been working with the Avengers so much that he literally hasn't even had time to meet the new X-Men properly! Wild.
But, eventually, things did slow down, and they got a chance to properly socialise, and, as expected, they got along like a house on fire.
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Like, these two are just born to be friends. They have so much in common. Where Hank leans more to the obscure, the erudite, and the scientific, Kurt leans more to the dashing, the swashbuckling, and, of course, the religious, but they're still both fundamentally cut from the same cloth - acrobatic, charming, philosophical, heroic, fun.
But, that same alike quality means you don't get a ton of interaction between them, so I cling to what they do have. One of my favourite interactions between them is in Nightcrawler's 2004 solo series.
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First off, absolutely adore Hank in this art style. The fact that the artist decided to include the detail of his fur poking out of the shirt like that is just. It transfixes me. I really want to go over and just. Run my fingers through his side fur. But mostly, I just like their chemistry? Hank's a great supporting character because he's so emotionally intelligent and reflective, and he's great at giving people perspective, usually with a healthy dose of sarcasm and teasing.
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That being said, this scene is always the one I point to whenever I say that the X-Men really have no idea what's going on in Hank's head a lot of the time, because this took place after Hank had been psychically brutalised, nearly beaten to death, and one of his best friends had just been murdered - and he's doing a really very good job of hiding that trauma.
So much so that Kurt thinks he's just fine. He's just fine. There's nothing to worry about. But it's not Kurt's fault, and it's nowhere near unique to him, either. He had no way to know, he had his own stuff going on (the subject matter of this solo series, as it happens), and Hank is doing well enough that it isn't interfering with things, so, let him deal with it in peace, I suppose.
At least on this occasion.
Kurt is, after all, an emotionally intelligent and caring individual. You can't stop Nightcrawler from trying to help where he can. And I think that even just the reaching out, just the show of support, can be enough for a character like Hank.
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Moments like these matter, in my opinion. It's important to show that teammates and friends care about each other, in the moment to moment stories, otherwise it can all feel very impersonal and like no-one cares about one another. This is how you establish dynamics over years, even between characters who have, technically speaking, never really been on a team together before.
The next big milestone I can think of comes after the X-Men's move to Utopia, where, again, Hank and Kurt don't share a ton of panel time together, but . . .
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This is one of the few times you'll ever hear anyone say that Hank was right. And it's not really a surprise that it comes from Kurt, because, again, these men are cut from the same cloth. They come at it from different angles, but they believe in much the same things.
And . . . that's why it hits so hard when Kurt dies.
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I don't necessarily agree with the decision to have Hank break from the literal funeral procession to call Scott out for Kurt's death. Some fans of Nightcrawler really appreciate that moment, because it shows how much Kurt's death affected Hank, but I personally just. Don't think it tracks, for Hank to be quite that disrespectful.
After the funeral, or even before, but during it? Nah. Matt Fraction made a good few Hank characterisation choices I don't agree with, and this was one of them.
This felt a bit more apropos.
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Remember what I said about how little moments build to dynamics between characters who have never been on teams together? I buy this moment so much more with the context of that moment from Endangered Species, where Kurt is literally positioned as the light trying to pull Hank out of the dark path he's following with obsessive fervour. The fact that he was trying went a long way. Hank felt it, even if he didn't take him up on it at the time. That moment mattered.
And that's why I absolutely buy Hank's reaction when Kurt came back to life.
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Hank believes in Kurt. He believes the very best of him. On teams where Hank can often feel alone or isolated, someone like Kurt will reach out, and make him feel connected, and welcome, and pull him back. Temper his scientific pessimism and realism with optimism and belief. Restore his fervour, and remind him of simpler, happier times.
A lot of the best scientists, who have contributed the most to scientific inquiry, were religious, because for a lot of them, there's no real conflict between science and religion, they're both two sides of the same coin, in a way - a belief in a higher power. It's just how they react to that higher power that changes.
And while Hank was explicitly religious for a while, I always interpreted him as losing that faith over the years, becoming bogged down in the real over the sublime as what he went through wore him down. Someone like Kurt was able to spark that in him again. Maybe not his faith, per se, but at the very least belief in the human spirit.
It's important. As you say, massive benefit to each other's characters. Underrated dynamic, these two. Absolutely love 'em.
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star-lights-up · 7 days ago
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okay i started having thoughts earlier. a dangerous thing.
i present to you: an idea. for a cherik she ra au.
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🤦‍♀️ i can't tell if a feel like a genius, a crazy person, or a moron.
(EDIT: there is now good art for this AU here)
moving on! details (oh and spoilers for she ra if you haven't watched it sorry):
first off, yes, charles is she-ra. idk the logistics here maybe it's just his family line or he's genderqueer or something (you know, i saw a comic once that had a transmasc main character who found out his family line was a bunch of magical girls and he had to figure out how that factored into his identity because he was a magical girl too like his mom. idk.) in any case. Charles is she ra. interpret how you like it's not plot important.
also just going to point out here that I really, really, really wanted to put erik in the she ra costume (ALSO catboy charles. need I say more?). but his arc???? SO MUCH like catra's i could draw so many parallels here.
So, anyway. Erik and Charles (Erik Applesauce Meowmeow and Charles Happysmile Rainbowfist, if you will. iykyk.) (if you don't please keep reading i'm sorry i'm not crazy those are real names) are living in the Fright Zone on etheria, happily working for the Horde. They're about ~17 ~18 at this point. Secretly, they talk about ruling the horde someday. It's a quiet, silly daydream, but they love it.
Umm it's been a while since i watched the show. actually. so this could be rough.
but Shadow Weaver, who, in this, is Sebastian Shaw... though he'd probably still be called shadow weaver? what was his mutant name? black king? idk how much hordak would like someone with a royalty title working under him but... okay. Anyway, Shaw's really awful, but mostly just to erik. So shaw starts rambling on about giving charles a promotion and leaving Erik and the rest of their team (az, janos, and angel probably) (oh my gosh az can be kyle. this is the best day ever.) and erik hears and gets angry and dejected and climbs up to the top of the fright zone.
which by the way if you haven't watched she ra looks like this:
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could not think how to describe this. it's too crazy.
anyways moving on. Charles climbs up after him and reveals that he's stolen a skiff, and they're gonna go out past the fright zone and just take a look around.
Erik, ever the rule breaker, is ecstatic. But when they get out of the fright zone he's like, Charles, let's go to the whispering woods!! and charles is like ERIK NOOO. THAT'S WHERE THE PRINCESSES ARE!
(also just to clarify since like all the x men characters are men 🙄 we are using "princess" as a gender neutral term for this au)
So, of course, Erik is like move over charles and starts piloting the skiff towards the whispering woods.
Charles falls of the skiff when they get in a tussle over the steering wheel (it's not a wheel but it steers the damn thing and i have no clue what to call it so bear with me) and gets lost for a bit. He finds a sword, shining brilliantly and calling out to him. But just as he touches it, he wakes up to Erik shaking him on the shoulders, begging him to wake up.
They're still in the woods, and they've got to get back to the fright zone before shaw notices they're gone and kicks their asses.
But charles can't stop thinking about the sword. he sneaks away again, to look for it.....
but just when he finds it, he's KIDNAPPED!!
BY A PRINCESS!!
Now, i've been going back and forth on who should be glimmer and bow. Because like, charles has a lot of people around him, and honestly? Jubilee or Kurt/Azazel's powers would match glimmer really well. BUT I think his two most significant relationships, outside of Erik, are Raven and Hank. So we'll have them be glimmer and bow, respectively. It does work, raven has the fighter spirit, and in first class she does kinda give off that bubbly but fierce vibe that glimmer has. And bow's always messing with gadgets, just like hank. So. We've got our token straights.
Anyways, Charles is like "shit y'all are EVIL you should not have my sparkly new sword!"
and raven's like "no YOU'RE evil you're a part of the EVIL HORDE"
"who calls us that???"
"EVERYONE!"
And so anyways. They're taking charles back to bright moon, Raven's city that she's the princess of. But it's kinda a long walk and Charles starts blabbing away with hank and well. They figure out that he's kinda nice.
So they go to this town and Charles is trying all this new food and seeing parties and flowers and all sorts of shit for the first time and Hank and Raven are like. Ummmm he's just a kid in a candy store?? Not an evil monster??? wtf???
And meanwhile charles is like "wow life is kinda cool here! maybe princesses aren't actually that bad???"
MEANWHILE back in the fright zone charles has been missing for a few days. Shaw is PISSED and erik is WORRIED and ANGRY. What if Charles is hurt?? what if something happened to him? what if a princess got him??? ....did he abandon erik??
Shaw gives Erik charles's promotion and tells him to go attack a place with his team.
That place ends up being the village charles hank and raven are at.
Charles sees the devastation around him, the innocent villagers being crushed by horde troops, and he realizes this was the upcoming attack. An attack he'd been told was on a crucial military outpost, not a CIVILIAN TOWN. obviously as a nice guy he starts freaking out and feeling totally guilty, but then Erik pops his head out of one of the tanks and is like "CHARLES IS THAT YOU???" and charles is like "ERIK WTF YOURE BLOWING UP PEOPLES HOUSES" and erik's like "I KNOW THEY LET ME DRIVE A TANK!!!"
anyways. They now have their beach divorce moment. Charles begs Erik to leave the horde with him, because what they're doing is wrong. Erik can't believe charles is throwing away their dreams, everything they've worked for their entire lives. The idea that maybe, someday, they'd be running etheria side by side together.
The badge that used to be Charles's but was given to erik by shaw when he got promoted in his place parallels the helmet. Just sayin.
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They fight, and part ways. Charles starts trying to help the villagers out, the horde troops keep advancing, Raven uses too much of her powers and then suddenly, Charles sees it: the sword. Calling out to him.
As if something is compelling him, he takes it, raises it, and shouts "for the honor of GRAYSKULL"
and he transforms into A FUCKING PRINCESS!!!!!
I'm thinking, appearance wise, for regular charles we have short first class hair, kinda scrawny age accurate dude, short king. Then She-Ra Charles has apocalypse hair and is totally buff like james mcavoy.
Charles goes back to bright moon with his new allies, his new friends, and pledges his allegiance to the princesses and the rebellion.
So begins years of back and forth fighting between the horde and the rebellion. Charles meets countless new princesses, we've got Sean! Alex! ummmmmmm other people! I'm too tired to think of! they're all princesses!! Also someone needs to be a sailor who sings sea shantys. I don't make the rules.
Oh my god i was on another paragraph but i just want to say that MOIRA has to be a princess omg. We will give her the character development she deserved <3 OH AND EMMA OH MY GOSH!!
OOOOH MAYBE THEY CAN BE SPINNERELLA AND NETOSSA!!! PRINCESS WIVES FOR THE WIN!!!
anyways back to your regularly scheduled programming ranting
Erik is further abused by shaw during this time, constantly told he's not good enough and shit like that. He makes friends with/uses darwin. Darwin is technically a princess but his family sold their power stone or whatever the fuck they're called (basically just big crystals that give each of the different princess family lines their magic.) to the horde when they took over their territory, so he doesn't have powers. Just scorpion claws and a tail. he's lowkey a badass but also super friendly. (if you can't tell, he's scorpia).
At some point there is an alternate reality and time travel (? right?) fuckery that I only vaguely remember. In any case, they accidentally activate this thing that teleports the entire planet of etheria out of the void they've been in since the First Ones were there (the first ones were the first people to settle etheria, they have all these old ruins and writings that nobody can read except charles since he's she ra and she ra is a first one entity. his sword is first one's tech).
As soon as they do, HORDE PRIME catches wind of this and begins his siege on their planet.
It turns out Hordak, the guy in charge of the fright zone (i really can't think of a character for him besides apocalpyse but idk how I feel about that so we're just going to leave it as hordak and horde prime for now.) is a clone of Horde prime who was defective, lost his memory, has been working to teleport etheria out of the void and get to horde prime for like the entirety of his life.... yada yada.
Erik gets taken by horde prime. He's been kinda chillin with Charles and his friends since the whole void debacle and shit went crazy, so they know immediately and charles is like "I can't leave him" and they go back in this First Ones spaceship that they have picked up and named Cerebro (i would love to keep it as darla but alas we're already keeping so many names i need to keep this x men themed somehow) and Charles sneaks in to get Erik. Oh and Raven. She's been kidnapped too. I totally didn't forget this plot point.
Now. I must mention that his She Ra sword (I'm just realizing.... it could be the cerebro sword from krakoa... omg... because cerebro the spaceship and the sword are both first one's tech) was broken in the process of him trying to stop the teleportation. So he is no longer a princess. he has no powers. he is just a military trained 22 year old deeply in love with the antihero.
BUT! ERIK! IS NOT A REGULAR PRISONER!! he's been BRAINWASHED! Horde prime's whole goal is to mind control the entire universe and make them a part of his hive mind, using these chips he's developed. Actually, fuck it, he's apocalpyse. They have the same goal. Imma keep calling him prime tho because it's shorter and easier to spell.
He orders Erik to antagonize/hurt/maybe not kill but slightly maim or at least emotionally break Charles, leaving them alone in his throne room. So ensues the HOTTEST VERSION OF CATRA- wait what who said that. Um. SO ENSUES AN EPIC FIGHT BETWEEN THE TWO BEST FRIENDS.
Erik realizes that the best way to hurt charles? well that's easy. It's to kill himself. So he starts trying to jump off the edge. Charles wrestles him away, pleading with him to stop, to remember himself, to remember that he's good, that he's more than his pain and his anger.
The chip gets damaged, thankfully, in the fight, and Erik begins to come back a little bit. Of course, even though he's weak and a little injured and has just had all sorts of mind fuckery going on he's like "why did you come back for me -- we both know I don't matter!!" because he just wanted charles to stay safe and Charles is like "Erik, you matter to me!"
So they're like, fine! But then prime's clones start closing in on them, and they're pushed to the edge of the platform, and the only way to go is over and they're falling, surely to their deaths-
"for the honor of GRAYSKULL!!"
Charles is She-ra again! new and improved She-ra, being able to summon a sword from no where instead of having to lug that heavy old first one's artifact around!
Hank and the other princesses have rescued Raven and, together, they've blown up prime's computer system on the ship. She ra and Erik skedaddle to Cerebro.
There's this whole long thing involving chips and mnd controlled etherians and a really cute alien cat and all sorts of things. In any case, the main plot is: Apocalypse Prime (cool name huh) is trying to use the magic, restrained to etheria's core and concentrated into a weapon called the heart of etheria, to wipe the universe clean and build civilization as he wants it. Charles, Erik, and crew (by the way charles raven hank and now erik are called the best friends squad. that's not important but it's cute.) begin searching for the failsafe.
Turns out that the failsafe has to be transferred into a living person -- someone to go down and release the energy themself. But no one could survive that.
No one except she ra.
Charles takes the failsafe, much to Erik's dismay.
Since Shaw led them to the failsafe, Erik interprets this as Charles choosing Shaw over him. He runs away from the rebellion with his new alien cat friend, melog. (there's not enough creatures in x men )): no themed name for him)
Anyway, someone, probably hank though technically it's another princess in the original series but hey we can be flexible has made some sort of tech to shut down prime's base of operations (called the Spire) on etheria (currently also connected to his command ship). BUT they need to get close enough to activate it. So they make a plan: the princesses will go to the spire and try to sneak close enough, and they'll fight if they get caught, and charles will go to the heart and activate the failsafe.
What nobody knows is that he's having trouble summoning and staying in his she ra form. But it's fine. Surely, it's nothing to worry about. He has bigger problems -- erik has disappeared and they all have to put up with sebastian shaw and his friends are facing danger and everything's really just gone to hell.
Meanwhile, Erik follows some horde clones on a whim (melog can make them invisible) and he realizes that they're using tech to reach the heart manually, digging into the planet, poisoning it. He has to warn charles. He could die.
He goes back to the rebellion base only to find shaw there. Just shaw, mind you, everyone else is gone.
Shaw begins to patronize him, as usual, but Erik tells him to stfu, that charles is in danger. They go to the heart together. Shaw dies fending off some monster. Shadow weaver gets a redemption arc. Shaw just gets eaten i don't give a fuck.
Erik reaches Charles, but Charles has already been wounded by the monster and infected by horde prime's virus. Erik carries him to the heart, but Charles finds he can't turn into She-ra because of the virus.
It'll work, with or without she ra, but he'll die.
He's fine with making the sacrifice. He realizes that it's neccesary. Erik, however, refuses to leave him, staying with him as he prepares to die.
Charles soon passes out - they're in the heart, they've made it. Erik begs him to hold on. "You've never given up on anything on your life, not even for me, so don't you dare start now!" He's sobbing, the magic is starting to come undone from the planet's core all around them, the failsafe is activating -- Charles is going to die. And he knows, even if Charles doesn't feel the same way, he has to tell him that he loves him.
"Don't you get it? I love you, and I always have!
So please. Don't leave me again."
Charles finally manages to drag himself back to consciousness, surprised at Erik's words. With the last bit of breath he has, he manages to whisper. "You... love me?" Erik nods, tears streaming down his face.
"I love you too." Charles, weakly, tugs Erik down for a kiss.
and with the POWER OF LOVE he turns into she ra!!!!!!!!!
The heart is deactivated, prime's ship and spire are exploded, and Etheria is returned to its full, magical glory, something it hasn't been since the first ones arrived.
Together, Erik and Charles find their way to Hank and Raven. The four friends face their world together, looking at the beauty they've helped to protect and restore.
They've done it.
....i was way to invested in this wasn't i. sheesh i have been writing for like an hour and half now.
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addict800 · 2 months ago
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DBH characters: Connor First impression v.s. After playthrough, and hot take(1)
First impression: A handsome, innocent-looking badass. The moment I saw the elevator scene, I knew I was sold: The coin trick showed his level of dexterity and intellect; the flashing blue LED and the little adjustment of his tie indicated the confidence of an android. I can't even tell you how enchanted I was by this opening scene alone. For Connor's looks, the first thing that caught my eye was that tuft of hair on his forehead. Somehow I liked it so much even though I'd never seen anyone with that hairstyle before. At first sight, he was good-looking but appeared to be too young for my liking, almost like a high schooler, plus the somewhat puppy-looking eyes only reinforced it(they're cute, tho), so I imagined his voice would sound like one. Boy did I realize how wrong I was. For Connor's voice, God, his voice... Graveled, deep, but it was neither an old man deep(like Hank) nor a tough guy deep(like Gavin). I wasn't sure how to describe it and still am, but Bryan Dechart's voice was like a fusion of a 20 yo and a 40 yo, making it just enough mature. I never thought a young looks with a sexy voice was such a deadly combination for me, which made me fall in love with Connor in an instant. What an inexplicably sexy boy. For Connor's personality, at first, he gave me the vibe of a level-headed professional who's just trying to get the job done properly during his search for evidence/info in the Hostage chapter, nothing really special. However, from the sharp look Connor gave upon getting shot as he stepped onto the balcony, to the coldness and indifference he showed when Daniel was killed or when Emma was saved, the "handsome young man" became a "cold, sexy mf" for me.
After playthrough: That one serious friend who would say/do something funny without realizing it. As an android designed to accomplish a task, Connor always puts his assigned work first, and I believe that even after he deviates, he'll still be in work mode 24/7 and that his sense of professionalism will remain whether it is about police work or not. Hank probably has to roll his eyes at it, lol. We all know that Connor can be a sarcastic ass if you choose the option:
Connor, being busted by Gavin: I'm going to leave... Connor: Though I'm certainly going to miss our bromance. Connor: Gives a weird ass smile
...But even if you don't have the option to "make" him, apparently, Connor is a hilarious person already(He doesn't even seem to notice):
Connor, mumbling to himself: Hank's password... What would a hard-boiled, eccentric police lieutenant choose? *Wrong password* Connor: Absurd!/Ridiculous!/It's not Hank-ish enough! *Right password being a vulgar one* Connor: Obviously! :) Connor, being caught by the police: (Shit, better come up with a lie.) Connor: If I knew you were coming, I would've brought some donuts.
Here's another funny one that happened after the chasing of Rupert. Connor was reporting to Amanda while walking on the bridge with her in the Zen garden, and it was raining so Connor was sharing the umbrella with Amanda. Here's what happened: *Amanda suddenly stops walking* *Amanda is out in the rain* *Connor keeps talking with her but not holding the umbrella for her again* Me: What a typical guy thing to do lol
So yeah, Connor is that hard-working guy who never loosens up but cracks everyone up at the same time. (...And let's not forget he licked blood for sampling without warning and disgusted Hank every single time lol)
Hot take: Connor is not an innocent baby or a pushover Being a deviant means an android realizes their "want" and has the ability to do as they wish without restrictions of the red walls around them, which doesn't mean an android suddenly becomes an innocent, ignorant newborn. Not to mention a state-of-the-art android designed to be a police detective. Up until Connor deviated(if you chose this path, that is), most of the decisions he made were for the sake of accomplishing a mission: the police work, which included "Warming up to Hank" because he couldn't investigate without Hank; a good partnership only increased the odds of succeeding a mission. Given the circumstances, Connor could even insult Hank or bring up his son's death in order to prevent him from interfering. In other words, Connor was being manipulative during these moments, which was natural considering what his "purpose" was. Another thing that I've noticed is that in many fanfics, Connor is made to be a pushover, a peace-lover, who becomes a lost puppy if people are mean to him. I'm unsure what made these people think this way, but I guess it has to do with the break room scene where Gavin ordered Connor to get him coffee. From the way I see it, when Connor obeyed, it was because "Giving someone coffee" is not a big deal, even though that certain someone hates you. One might think it's pathetic, but Connor simply didn't care as long as this hatred didn't interfere with his missions. The hatred from the general public towards androids was a fact, and it was irrelevant to him, but when it was Hank, his partner, who despised him, Connor had to care because it might compromise their work performance. ...Then again, Connor probably didn't realize that Gavin was putting on a powerplay and not actually thirsty, judging by how he still reached out to try giving Gavin his coffee when the latter walked away, lol. When Connor disobeyed, Gavin punched him and he took it without fighting back. While Connor was probably not allowed to "fight back", the reason why he didn't even block or dodge while being fully capable of doing so was likely because he knew this punch would do zero damage to him, which could be proven by how unfazed he was as he stood back up after Gavin had left. If a baby kicks me in the shin, I probably wouldn't mind, either. But if the assault could actually damage him, and, more importantly, result in hazarding his investigation like when Gavin tried to shoot him in the evidence room, Connor wouldn't hesitate to knock him out. As for why Connor reacted to the punch by bending over like any human would, it was because he was literally designed to "adapt to human unpredictability and integrate into humans", hence reacting like one. Even though androids don't feel pain, it doesn't mean they don't feel anything that comes in contact with them, such as a punch. --------------------------------------------------------------------------
I don't think I've ever written something this long, lol. Guess I really have lots of love for Connor. Though I didn't mention this in this article, I love Connor not just because of his good looks. It is also about him being smart, able yet lost. It is a realistic side that I find extremely endearing. The next one will probably be about Hank. Will write it when I have the time :)
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I get so much joy whenever I go through the games scenes and notice just how often Connor uses his sad puppy eyes on Hank. The highly advanced deviant hunter, who can end the game remaining a persistent machine, constantly pouts and pleads to get his way, and it only really works on one man.
:''D connor is so hilariously shameless isnt he, he's got a haughtiness about him where he obviously wants to be viewed as stoic and professional in a way where you'd believe he'd find pouting and pleading to be degrading to that image but he really doesn't give a shit if it gets him his way. He's so funny with how he flip flops between being aggressive and assertive to "pwease lieutenant 5 more minutes 🥺" he says "PLEASE" quite a lot and never out of politeness.
I think hank really threw him for a loop with how unpredictable he is which forced connor to gracelessly stumble through all his persuasion tactics until falling back on unsubtle puppy-eyed pleading which is just so funny, even funnier that it works (..maybe he saw the dog hairs on hank's chair and knew it would work).
and i have trouble imagining it working on anyone but Hank. every other human is too wary of him which is such an interesting thing because i would have assumed Hank would be the only one immune to connor's bullshit where everyone else falls for it, but its the reverse :''D
and by the time he gets to jericho he's either playing Tough Guy or is a legitimate lost puppy but i would have loved to see him try the puppy eyes on Markus.. makes me think of this hilarious art by Connorsjorts :'') not puppy eyes but way funnier <3
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ariel-seagull-wings · 3 days ago
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FICTIONAL CHARACTER ASK: HANK MCCOY (THE BEAST)
ASKED BY @obufalo
@thealmightyemprex @themousefromfantasyland @the-blue-fairie @moonshinenum @shelleythesoft @amalthea9
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Favorite thing about them: He is one of the earliest examples I saw in my childhood of a beastly character whose narrative arc was not about 'going back to a human form to signify becoming a better, more emotionally mature person after becoming a monster due a moral failing' but rather became a Beast due to a genetic factor he was born with, and whose story explored getting accomodated and adapt when one's body changes, whose appearance is really indendent from his morality, and who has to accept they will not come back to what they were once, instead needing to embrace his new self as genuinelly beautiful and good.
Least favorite thing about them: I'm not a fan of some Avengers and New Defenders stories presenting him as a fillandering womanizer who took his then girlfriend Vera Cantor for granted. Thank goodness at least she called him out for it and the two broke up amicably in universe.
Three things i have in common with them:
* I love Shakespeare;
* Ocasionally I enjoy a bad pun;
* Sometimes I would pretend not to care for what other people thought of me and being alright lonely, while inside I was burying insecurities and a need for friendship and validation;
Three things i don’t have in common with them:
* I never played american football;
* I don't have a doctorate in chemistry and genetics;
* I'm not born and raised in the United States;
Favorite line:
From X-Men Adventures
"Morph, what a brave final act you had, lad, we should all leave the scene so heroically."
"I'll remember you Morph -- as a true X-Man. There'll be a reckoning for this, my friend. The Beast swears it."
From X-Men: The Animated Series: Beauty and the Beast
"The progress of medical science, much like the construction of a great cathedral, is the work of many hands."
"Perhaps you self-appointed social engineers don't realize the crucial role mutation plays in species evolution."
"I'm sorry, gentlemen. Your anger at the inexorable alienation of late-20th-century life is sadly misdirected."
"It was so much easier when I was consumed with my work. I could pretend that what other people thought of me didn't matter."
"We have to face it. I am a mutant in a world that fears and despises my kind. I thought for a moment we could live in that world together, but I know now that we cannot. Someday, with work and hope, the world will change. Until then, if you care for me as much as I care for you, you'll understand why we must part. Carry my love with you always."
"This is a beginning."
From X-Men Evolution: The Beast of Bayville
"Thank you. But from here on in, I'm not just Mr. McCoy. You can call me Beast."
From X-Men Evolution: Retreat
"Out here, in this place... I'm enjoying the animal I've become."
"As a wise young girl once told me... we are who we're meant to be. So I guess the students aren't the only ones who learned something on this class trip."
brOTP: Bobby Drake (Iceman) and Warren Worthington III (Angel)
OTP: Carly Anne Crocker
nOTP: Trish Tilby
Random Headcanon: James Earl Jones is his favorite Shakespearean Actor.
Unpopular Opinion: So far, Hank always been in ensemble team books or duo books, with a couple short stories being focused only on him. I say is about time he received a staring solo comic book series!
Song i associate with them:
Just One Person
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Favorite picture of them:
Pin Ups
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Felipe Massafera cover Art
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Boris Vallejo portrait
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Miguel Mercado Cover Art
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Dustin Nguyen Art
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X-Men Evolution Hank McCoy, my first encarnation of the character
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gelu-the-babosa-multiversal · 7 months ago
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can you elaborate on bigender hank please?
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Sorry for taking so long, I was doing other stuff and it took me longer then I wanted. So also have as compensation these doodles with Bigender Hank and Transfem Tony + their friendship
Anyway, my reason for hc Hank Pym as bigender/agender is simple, BECAUSE I CAN!!!!! But also, because it feels very like in his character. He is a very close individual preferring to stay in his comfort zone than try something that he would theme ¨dangerous¨ ¨not so importing¨ ¨is not my thing¨. That's why Janet is such a good match for him, someone who will make Hank do more stuff outside his comfort zone but still respect his boundaries.
And it would be so cute if the reason why Hank discovers that he identifies as a woman too is because of Janet and Janet would still love her!!
If you wanna know why I hc Tony as transfem I'll just say that it happened in the comics like two times and in one she was happier.
@blueishyellowish I'm not much of a writer so have this art because of that cool fic!! @shapeshiftingcloud I think that you will like this 😏
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dd-is-my-guiltypleasure · 7 months ago
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David Duchovny: ‘The X-Files took up my life, but it was a miracle’
It's behind a paywall so if somebody has access I would love to read the article
Update : got it, thanks @aimsies-mctaymellburg
David Duchovny: ‘The X-Files took up my life, but it was a miracle’
As Fox Mulder in the hit sci-fi show, the actor and singer peddled fringe conspiracy theories. Now the 63-year-old says Mulder’s paranoia is everywhere.
In hindsight it wasn’t a great idea for me to kick off an interview with David Duchovny by suggesting that he was a musical dilettante. You’re most likely to know Duchovny, of course, as Fox Mulder, the conspiracy-theory-guzzling FBI agent in The X Files, one of the biggest shows of the Nineties, watched at its peak by 30 million in America alone. Perhaps you saw him as the womanising writer Hank Moody in Californication or the 1960s detective Sam Hodiak in Aquarius. You may even have read some of his five books.
Duchovny, a New Yorker living in Los Angeles, is less known for music, although he’s been making rather decent folk-rock for a decade — songwriting, playing guitar and singing in a honeyed drawl. His 2015 songHell or Highwater has been streamed more than a million times while Layin’ on the Tracks, from 2020, has pointed lyrics about a certain politician (“It’s a killing joke that no one laughs at/ A stupid orange man in a cheap red hat”). He has released three albums, with a fourth due next year, and this month plays Latitude festival in Suffolk and the 2,000-capacity Shepherds Bush Empire in London.
So does the 63-year-old feel that he should no longer be seen as just a musical dabbler? “That’s part of a lazy person’s perception,” he says, bristling slightly. “It’s a lens through which people want to see me. I think music is an innocent art form — you listen to it and you have a response. To bring any kind of baggage to bear on it in the beginning seems to me to be dishonest, but that’s the way things go.”
YouTube clips of recent shows suggest people were having a lovely time, I say. This doesn’t have the soothing effect intended. YouTube footage lingers “because of the horror of the cell phone”, Duchovny says. “It’s a pet peeve of mine.” Is he tempted to ban them at his shows, as artists from Prince to Bob Dylan have? “I don’t know that I can enforce that view on anybody.”
For Duchovny, it’s as much about phones limiting his performance as it is about the audience not living in the moment. “To do something unique or for the first time, to reach for a note or play a different melody — all these are chances you might take if you weren’t inhibited by the fact that somebody is [recording] it,” he says. “You’ve got to be able to fail and the ubiquity of cell phones makes failure scarier than it needs to be.”
Failure is the key to another of his jobs: podcasting. In his series Fail Better, he adroitly interviews guests including Bette Midler, Ben Stiller and Sean Penn about their failures. “I feel like I’ve been failing my entire life,” Duchovny said on launching it in May. That may sound strange from a man with English degrees from Princeton and Yale, who has won a Golden Globe for The X Files and another for Californication.
Is he familiar with Elizabeth Day, the British journalist who has hosted a successful podcast called How to Fail since 2018? When Duchovny announced Fail Better, Day tweeted: “I might invite David Duchovny on @howtofail to discuss his failure to be original.”
“This is the first I’ve heard of it,” he says. “If she wants to be rigorous in her thinking, she would investigate what my approach to failure is. I don’t know what her approach to it is. My sense, since failure is universal, is that there’s room out there for more than one discussion.” This is a rather po-faced response to what seemed like a playful comment from Day, and surprising because Duchovny has a wicked sense of humour. He can also afford to be more magnanimous, given that his podcast is at No 12 in the UK chart and hers is at 54.
Gillian Anderson, his X Files co-star, certainly likes his podcast, writing this week on Instagram that she had listened to all of the episodes and found them “intimate and vulnerable … very smart questions, although I wouldn’t expect anything else from you [David]”.
“It’s very sweet,” Duchovny says. “I will email her and thank her. I’m sure somebody running my social media is … I don’t really like to be on social media.” Later that day his Instagram account replies to Anderson’s post: “Thank you for listening, you have an open invite [to appear on his podcast]!”
That encounter would be worth hearing because his relationship with Anderson is fascinating. Despite their chemistry in The X Files there were rumours of friction — although they looked to be getting on swimmingly when they appeared on Jimmy Kimmel’s talk show in 2016 to publicise the return of the show, which ran for two more seasons.
When asked by Kimmel about frostiness between her and Duchovny in the Nineties, Anderson collapsed into giggles, laid her head in Duchovny’s lap and put any froideur down to the dampness of Vancouver, where the series was shot. Her hair kept going frizzy, she explained, and “for every single take we’d have to stand there and blow dry my hair again”.
“And I got pissed at that?” Duchovny asked.
“Well, I think it added to the tension,” Anderson said.
“It kinda makes me sound like an asshole,” Duchovny replied.
Anderson had nothing to do with him leaving The X Files in 2002, he says now. “That was just me wanting to have a family, but also to try other things. It had kind of taken up my life. There was no animosity with the actual show and the people that I worked with. I am proud of the show — it was culturally central in a way that it’s very hard to do these days in a fragmented landscape. There’s so many lightning-strike aspects to it that I can’t help but think of it as some kind of a miracle.”
The X Files gave conspiracy theories a kind of nobility — “the truth is out there”, as its tagline ran. Now they are more widespread and pernicious. “Mulder’s way of looking at the world was through conspiracy and that was the fringe at that point,” Duchovny says. “It doesn’t seem to be so fringe any more. It’s really the world that [The X Files creator] Chris Carter foresaw happening almost 30 years ago. He’s almost clairvoyant in that case.” Is Duchovny more evidence-based than Mulder? “Not at all. I’m an artist — I am associative-based and I see poetry as science and science as poetry.” So are there some conspiracy theories that he buys into? “No, I’m talking about art. I think conspiracies are mostly just lazy thinking.”
One failure that has shaped Duchovny is that of his marriage to the actress Téa Leoni, who starred in Bad Boys and Deep Impact. They married in 1997 and have a daughter, West, 25, and a son, Kyd, 22, but divorced in 2014. “That darkness does deepen you. It makes you more empathetic and humble,” Duchovny says. One of the themes of his podcast is “the difference between humiliating and humbling. Often we focus on humiliation in our culture. I don’t see any positives coming from humiliation, but I see a lot of them coming from humility.”
One wonders if the reference to humiliation has something to do with Duchovny checking into rehab for sex addiction in 2008. Could him playing the bed-hopping Hank in Californication be a case of art imitating life? “People never tire of trying to figure that out,” he says with a sigh. “But to me, that’s not what acting is about. I don’t look for things that are mirroring my life in any way.”
Well, there are parallels in Reverse the Curse, the 2023 film that Duchovny directed, starred in and adapted from his book Bucky F***ing Dent. He plays a would-be novelist who has “sacrificed his artistic dream to put food on the table”. His father, a publicist, did the same, publishing his debut at 75, the year before he died. The film has some really funny scenes, including one where Marty and his son have a farting competition in a motel room that ends up smelling like “an aquarium that fed a sock”. That may have come from a line in Aquarius where someone says something similar about a police station. “I might have ripped it off, I’m not sure,” Duchovny says. “ You can ask Elizabeth Day about that.”
David Duchovny will perform at Latitude festival, near Southwold on July 25 and 02 Shepherd’s Bush Empire, W12 on July 27
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