#I LOVE DRAWING HAMMERHEADS SO MUCH

[newts-and-sharks]

They’re just some little guys 🥺

[yaloellie]

I’d love to see how you draw scavs- they’re such silly guys I love them all so much

Ok, here are some scavs :3

I love them too

Credits:

ArtFight attack on Paradoxbeta

ArtFight attack on Cyberwolf606

Just a cute scav I met in arena

My OCs Hammerhead and Ambassador

Request for followers from Telegram

[febreze-bottle-without-febreze]

☆More random Redacted ASMR/Audio drawings☆

Tag list☆ @plutobutartsy @hammerhead-jpg @blocked-zombieartist @tuerescringe @annahhopee @everything-redacted-and-others

Closeups and me rambling about the drawings/characters

I had way too much fun drawing Hush too my love for drawing aliens came out while drawing this I wanted to make him more alien-like but I'll save that for Brachium design. but look at the precious fish boi and his beautiful eyes.☆

just made it to where you can see his eyes and makeup better with out his hair in the way, also a little Doc doodle and yes they did his makeup☆

Sam is giving pumpkin pie in the best way but pumpkin cream pie cause I don't fuck with regular pumpkin pie. The sun spots covering his are quite bittersweet in my opinion his flannel looks so cozy ☆

I know It may look I spelled Scorpius's name wrong but I didn't the fount I used is just weird. Were has Scorpius been like I know his still in the down basement with Sunshine but what he been up to is he chilling? Is he doing okay? I want to know also what type of demon is this man cause I don't know but at least one of yall know or have a pretty good guess. I love the XOXO neck tattoo I gave him. I may say I don't have a favorite color over and over again but if I had to choose purple would be one of them☆

Can you tell who I had the most fun drawing. You know what I find hilarious when a character is going through it then you cut to the D.A.M.N Crew and their living their best life not all the time but most of the time especially FL and Gav. Can we take a moment to appreciate how gorgeous Gavin is in general☆

Milo"freak-a-leak"Greer that his middle name until fauther noticed. Can we all agree that any shade of yellow/orange is Milo's color well any color is his color but especially those two. This is making me want to work on my sweetheart design but I shall ignore those thoughts for now. Also that coat his wearing is definitely not his it's Sweetheart's

[b33viemm]

Day 30: Original Pride Flag (Gilbert Baker) Bluntnose Sixgill Shark

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I chose to pair this flag with this shark because the bluntnose sixgill shark belongs to the oldest-known shark lineages. The original pride flag -created by Gilbert Baker in 1978 and commissioned by gay activist Harvey Milk- had 8 stripes (pink, red, orange, yellow, green, turquoise, indigo, and violet) instead of 6 (pink was removed for fabric shortages, and turquoise to make an even number). Although the 6-stripe version is the most popular and mainstream, I love this version the most, and like the shark, it is the oldest of it's kind.

🩷❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜

THIS IS IT!!! Thank you all so much for the kind comments and support (especially on discord)! I loved doing this last year and loved it again this year, although I certainly had a lot more fun. Thank you to the goobers (you know who you are) for providing me with sharks (and for making me do this in the first place). Thanks to anyone who gave shark or flag requests! I hope you saw yourself in at least one of these ❤️

Collage of all the sharks is up! [Link]

Check my Instagram highlights (b33viemm) for all the June drawings from this year and last year. They're all also up here on Tumblr if you scroll down to June of 2023. Click this link -> #b33viemm art.

Let me know which shark is your favorite!

Click below for all the links to each drawing! [Warning: very long list]

1 - Lesbian Whale Shark

2 - Transgender Tiger Sharks

3 - Abrosexual Lemon Shark

4 - Bigender Thresher Shark

5 - Aromantic Angel Shark

6 - Pansexual Hammerhead

7 - Genderfluid Bonnethead Shark

8 - Intersex Pacific Spadenose

9 - Asexual Epaulette Shark

10 - Bisexual Nurse Shark

11 - Gay Leopard Shark

12 - Nonbinary Horn Shark

13 - Aroace Basking Shark

14 - Sapphic Zebra Sharks

15 - Unlabeled Brown Shyshark

16 - Kleegender Oceanic Whitetip

17 - Genderqueer Wobbegong

18 - Achillean Bull Shark

19 - Voidpunk Catshark

20 - Leather Greenland Shark

21 - Nebularomantic Goblin Shark

22 - Lesboy Frilled Shark

23 - Gaybian Bahamas Sawshark

24 - Uranic Giant Manta Ray

25 - Demigender Port Jackson Shark

26 - Gendervoid Chimaera "Ghost Shark"

27 - Bi Nonbinary Spiny Angelshark

28 - Queer Great White Shark

29 - Rainbow Flag Bamboo Shark

30 - That's all, folks!

Edit:

1b - Disability Pride Silky Shark!!!

[tinydefector]

Hello Tiny. Your Marine Center AU is really great to read, I personally love the biologist flavor you put on it.

If I may ask, which marine species you took inspiration when designing your Oceanidae. I can see a lot of Chondrichthyes (especially in Megatron) in their lower part, as so as Cetacea (mainly with Optimus). And it made me curious for the other members in the pods.

So with Optimus he is actually a mix of Mosasaurus, Tylosaurus, Blue whale and betta fish for his look. But he is very much more towards the Cetacea side with his appearance.

Meg's is as his name based off a variety of different sharks, the sand Tiger shark Bing a big pice for his Back, with a small hint to Axolotls for his head Frills.

Rodimus is a mix and match being more along the a hybrid between sharks and whales. But it was an Orca and Hammerhead shark I used for working on his body design. But the design for his colours and patterns were a mix of Parrotfish, Lion fish (reason he gets called Firefin) and thr purple Fire fish. But this beautiful Australian fish is my muse for him.

The Amanda's flasher wrasse

Sweet baby Bumblebee is my little clownfish, axolotl. And a hint to mirrorwing flying fish. In truth he's going to be the fluffiest little filled pup ever. And once he gets older a very very pretty oceanide. But he will also eventually take after Optimus with a more Tylosaurus type body frame.

But for those who want a little bit of food, bumblebee's (Carrier who passed is passed off Angelfish and Butterfly fish. But all of these fish here make for a really good idea to bees carriers colours and body type)

So far I've got a basic idea of what I want Ratchet to look like, he's going to be more an Orca and bullshark body.

But for Starscream and the flyers I haven't got a clue yet, they are definitely going to be Flying fish based, but got to figure out what their body's will look like.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker are most likely going to be more of a orca/dolphins body types. With sailfish. (Jazz being sailfish and Barracuda and Ironhide being more Orca and dolphin) but those are just ideas at the moment up until I get a chance to draw them. Gotta with on Ratchet and Starscream first.

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[velvet-games]

I wrote a random draft for a radiostatic ficlet on the car a couple days ago; still having problems with it but might publish to ao3 if it gets better.

for context, this is part of the same universe as favorite/most of my art. vox leaves the vees and is working at the hotel now; he and alastor have repaired their friendship at this point and are hurtling toward that liminal queerplatonic "what are we" stage.

“Oh, this hotel venture truly has been an inspiration, hasn’t it, Vox?” Alastor twirled around Vox’s office, nearly smashing his screen in with the microphone several times. “Romance, betrayal, existential revelations about the ontology of the universe; it has everything!”

“You say that like you’re not part of the romance, betrayal, and existential revelations about the ontology of the universe,” Vox said, narrowly missing another hit. 

“Oh, I don’t mind being a part of the show! I play the best character after all, haha!” Alastor finally set the microphone down, much to Vox’s relief. “I’ve never felt the rivers of creative ambrosia flow through my veins quite the way they do now! Every broadcast has been a hit!” Raucous applause permeated the air, occasional whoops breaking through. He gave one more twirl and a bow that almost caused him to topple over. Vox smiled faintly. Silly, he thought.

“Glad you’re having fun, buddy; now can I get back to work?” Vox sighed, feeling a little sick. He sat heavily in his chair before turning toward the wall of screens currently dotted with shining logos and random livestreams. 

The applause cut off abruptly. “Hm? Why, friend, you look even bluer than usual,” he said. “Say, why don’t you start drawing again? That used to cheer you right up. It’ll be just like old times! Me, inspired to orchestrate the best broadcasts Hell has ever seen; you, with your mediocre pictures that made you ever so happy for some inexplicable reason!”

Vox froze. “I … can’t.”

“Sure you can; why not?” Alastor replied steadily. “You used to do it all the time.”

Vox looked up, shoulders tense. “Alastor, that was decades ago.” His voice was quiet and monotone, like it was trying to avoid any spots that may contain emotions.

“You started tinkering again.”

“That’s different.”

“How so?”

“It just is.”

The static in Alastor’s voice dimmed, and he pulled out a pen. “Just try.”

Vox stared at it blankly. “... What if I can’t do it anymore? What if I’m bad at it?” Alastor had to lean in to hear him.

“Then be bad at it.”

“You literally make fun of me for being bad at things all the time. You called my ‘pictures’ mediocre 30 seconds ago.”

“Is your ego really so fragile?" Alastor sighed. "I won’t make fun of you this time.”

“Why not?”

“This is different.”

“How so?”

“It just is.”

Vox shook his head, voice finally cracking and filling with static. “It’s gone, I can’t … it’s not – I’ll just know that I failed. That I let myself lose it.”

Vox tried to turn away, but Alastor gripped the sides of his screen and pulled his face close. “Or you could find it again. You could find that part of yourself and the world and remember what it feels like to be alive. You’ll be alive, even here. How will you know if you don’t put pen to paper?” Alastor’s eyes shone. “I’ll do it with you.”

Vox laughed abruptly, voice wet. “You suck at drawing. And you hate being bad at things.”

“I was terrible at everything before I was good at them,” Alastor said. “I’ll be bad at things for you. We can be bad at it together. We can love it together.”

Vox’s face wobbled a bit. He took the pen. “Okay.”

****

The first few sketches sucked ass. After that, it was like Vox had never stopped. 

Alastor looked up from his shaky doodles of Niffty and a woman with a scar on her cheek. “You’re only drawing me.”

Vox felt his screen heat up. “I like drawing you.”

“Of course; I’m a lovely muse. But you should check if anything else is interesting.”

Sharks were pretty interesting. But after filling a page with hammerheads and a Blahaj plush, Vox went right back to Alastor: those big doe eyes, the curve of his slightly upturned nose, the curl that always covered his cheek …

Alastor glanced over again, but he only smiled softly this time. His doodles were starting to include a little box with antennae and shark teeth. 

****

“FUCK!” Vox yelled from the other room. 

“What is it, darling?” Alastor called. He set his book on the coffee table. 

Vox stomped into the lobby with a rolled up sleeve and the biggest frown Alastor had ever seen. “I think I gave myself carpal tunnel. Some-fucking-how.”

Alastor blinked. “You’ve been drawing in your room for at least four hours a day every day for the last three months. You’re also never fully charged because you refuse to let that interfere with your sixteen-hour work days. You really didn’t expect sickness or injury?”

“I–” Vox looked genuinely indignant for a moment before his eyes went unfocused, probably checking the footage of himself drawing he had stored. “O-Oh. But I meant, like, I forgot this body even had a median nerve that could get fucked up.” Alastor shrugged, and Vox flopped unceremoniously onto the couch. “What now?”

“Well, I’m afraid there is more to life than drawing. You should join my broadcast tonight; we can discuss your woes in detail.”

“Ugh, shut up. You’re just as grumpy when your voice gives out and you have to pretend you have a super important emergency errand instead of admitting you sound like you’ve been smoking since age five.”

“That wasn’t a no.”

Vox frowned again. “Mmmmgghhhhhhhhfine. But you’re learning to paint next time you lose your voice.” 

The broadcast went well that night. 

-----

oh, the woes of loving something and getting really good at it and other people expecting you to be good at it and then getting distracted by other things and losing that skill and feeling like you've missed out on your potential but also thinking about it puts a pit in your stomach because every day you wait to start doing it again the more your skill deteriorates and maybe it's not worth it to start again at all but you miss it so much and it used to be a part of you and maybe now you're missing a part of yourself--

anyway. I think my biggest worry rn is about the pacing + vox/alastor's voice. I keep forgetting what vox's voice sounds like, and I kept imagining alastor's pilot voice, which is maybe a little too unhinged for this fic lol.

[lovebirdgames]

Hi everyone!

Here comes the long post that I alluded to recently: What's Next for Lovebird Game Studios. Buckle in!

You all know that I like to be very transparent when it comes to our game development. Sharing the journey with all of you has always helped me keep taking steps. So I’d like to share the decision we came to regarding which game to work on next, and I’d like to explain the thinking behind it as well. It may not be the news you were hoping to hear, but I hope you will also leave here with a sense of excitement and anticipation for what’s to come.

At this time, we have decided to not move forward with a sequel/fandisk of Band Camp Boyfriend.

This is a decision that does not come easy, especially since I know a lot of you were hoping for an Aaron route. We had a lot of fun ideas for the sequel we were excited for and it’s a bit of a heartbreaker to think they won’t come to fruition. I also adore our cast of characters and loved writing them, and will miss doing so. There are many different factors at play that went into making this decision.

Time. The reality is we both work full-time jobs and we have to choose our battles when it comes to this hobby. While the fandisk would be about half the size of the base game, we feel it would still take around approximately 3 years to release (I’d like to say 2, but let's face it: we are slow at game development). 

Money. We are incredibly grateful and proud to say that we made back the money we spent making Band Camp Boyfriend. We consider BCB a modest success. However, we don’t feel that the current player base is large enough to justify a sequel, especially since sequels do not typically perform as well as the base game. We have a feeling we would dig ourselves right back into the financial hole and not make it out the second time around.

Art. Particularly the backgrounds. Keep in mind that we commission the art for our games. Most otome games are easily able to pull off a fandisk because they have all of their assets from the base game. Since Band Camp Boyfriend took place in a bottle setting that the characters have now left behind, we would need a ton of new backgrounds for the school setting we had imagined for the sequel. Our background artist is no longer available, so we would have to shop around for someone with a similar style and buy a whole new host of backgrounds. And of course we would need new CGs, new outfits, new everything to really make it exciting.

Inspiration. During our “break,” the creative juices began to flow and we found ourselves gravitating to our next idea. I told myself I wouldn’t write or work on anything until making this choice, but I couldn’t stop myself. And I found myself writing the prologue for our next game and drawing concept art of the characters. Even while listening to music, the music videos that would play in my head shifted away from Band Camp Boyfriend and towards the next game. I guess after 8 years, deep down, I am ready to move onto a new story with new faces. My love for Band Camp Boyfriend runs deeper than the Marian’s Trench, but my heart is leading me into uncharted waters full of hammerhead sharks!

I’m happy to answer questions if you have them. Here are a couple that might be on your mind.

Q: Can’t you just make an Aaron DLC that takes place at band camp? Please, I will give you my left kidney!

A: I want you to keep your kidney, and I’m sorry, but the answer is no. I feel we have conquered band camp and there is no need to return to it. (We actually cut a route--the Leon route--and merged most of the ideas for it into the final route, because it was getting to be too much!) I’m totally burnt out on new ideas in that setting, plus it was wrapped up so wonderfully in that final route. I have no interest in doing another story there.

Another point - even though it would be easier in terms of art assets, we wouldn’t want to phone it in and do an Aaron Band Camp route, in case we were to change our minds about doing a sequel down the road. We would want to do his route as we envisioned it, so it’s best to keep that avenue open.

Q: Can you make a smaller game or just write new scenarios with what you have?

A: As we have learned about ourselves…we are not capable of making small games. Our ideas just keep getting bigger and bigger. We want to release substantial games with hours of playtime. So I guess the answer is no.

Q: If money is an issue, can you run a Kickstarter for the sequel so I can throw money at you?

A: We are probably not ever going to do another Kickstarter. It was a lot of work. It felt really bad when our first one failed and our motivation took a hit. However, I am glad it failed because we wound up releasing 3 years later than we had hoped for, but we didn’t have any pressure weighing on us from Kickstarter. We’ve seen a lot of successfully funded games get abandoned or delayed, and a lot of unhappy fans voice their displeasure and sour on a game completely. You never know what curveballs life will throw at you and these projects can easily face delays. We would hate to let you all down like that. We agree we would rather work at our own pace without that immense pressure. Also, I am kinda old fashioned when it comes to the trading of goods…you give money, me give you game! Unga bunga.

Q: So…that’s it? We’re never getting a sequel?

A: Ehh…all of this aside, never say never. If Band Camp Boyfriend unexpectedly blew up in popularity and had a mind-blowing amount of sales, then I would absolutely reconsider a return to Blue Mountain High School. But I don't really see that happening.

I really hope this news hasn’t made you too sad and I hope you’ll join us for the next game! Saying I am extremely excited for it is an understatement. I’d like to share a little bit of what we have planned and I hope it will get you excited as well, and you won’t leave here feeling too down.

If you loved Band Camp Boyfriend, you will certainly love our next otome game. It will carry the same elements of humor, romance, darkness, and drama you can expect from us—and this time, the stakes are even higher. (I know--what stakes could be higher than high school marching band?!)

The structure of this game will be a bit different. We’re dropping the crazy long common route because we feel like we’ve been there and done that, and it’s a huge headache. I love long common routes but now...I get it, I get why a lot of games have a short one or just have you pick a route, hahaha. This game’s common route will be much shorter (one whole day haha), but each romance route will be a beast in length with larger branches into various endings. The plot is so heavy that it would be best experienced in a specific order so a couple routes will be locked when you start up the game.

There will be heartwarming good endings, tragic bad endings, and somewhat bittersweet endings. And we shall once again have an original soundtrack and partial voice acting, so keep an eye out for that casting call! We plan to cast later in the process so we don’t keep our voice actors waiting around for light years on end.

There will be four main love interests to fall in love with this time around, though I’m certain you will fall in love with even more. This cast will be older, as well, with a 25-year old MC and LIs ranging from 24 to 30. I’m looking forward to writing a more adult story (not 18+, just in tone and perspective). I can’t wait to someday introduce you to them along with the rest of this memorable cast. Or maybe you’ve already heard of them…?

All of this means my social media activity is going to be eclipsed by writing and planning this next game for a while. Our platforms may be a bit quieter, but I will continue to check them of course, so don’t ever hesitate to reach out!

I’ll eagerly be anticipating the day we can start revealing the game and its amazing characters once we have something to show you. It was conceptualized way back in 2019 and been patiently awaiting its turn to shine. There will also be a free demo for you to meet the cast and dip your toes into the plot. For now, we gotta focus on the grind! But I know we have the perseverance to see this through because we’ve already done it once before!

Thank you so much for reading all of this. You deserve a yummy heart-shaped cookie with pink icing for doing so. We really appreciate you all so much! Please look forward to our next game.

♥ Lovebird Games

[liam-an-siorc]

BBC Ghosts as sharks part 1

In time line order of course

Robin: now the obvious awnser is Greenland shark so Greenland shark because they are the oldest living shark and also they are close relatives of dogfish and he sometimes acts like a dog

Humphrey: I am thinking angle sharks because they kind of hide away ehich he unintentionally dose with him being a head qnd a body separate (sometimes intentional) and also he js really nice so the name fits but

Mary: I had like 50 different opinions for her but I learnt there’s a shark called the nervous shark so I’m so sorry Mary but she’s getting that

Kitty: obviously !! A lemon shark they are always looking like they are smiling which she is and also they choose there favourite diver and they go to it every time and get jealous if other sharks go over which is kitty with Alison Edit: there is actually no scientific evidence behind that but it’s now it appears so I’m keeping it

Thomas: I'm trying to think of a dramatic shark goblin sharks certainly look dramatic they are described as mysterious and unique which he is sort of but was also thinking dusky shark because they travelled so so far to have there baby's qnd that that now metophore he dose so much love letters and poems for people he is In love with so yk that's a bit of a stretch but sharks just armt poets I love both the options so I’ll do both or either

Fanny/lady button: I'm thinking great white I know they are called great white but they have gray and she was the grey lady so yeah also the great white shark is one of them kind of misunderstood guys like I think she is she seems like she's just being horrible for no reason but she's not she's also a person with feelings and all that (im mot saying great white sharks can't be dangerous they can be careful but they are not visous beasts who want to hurt people just cause either)

The Caption: Hammerhead shark.. major spoilers for season 5 make sure you have seen all sesone 5 before you read please! hammerhead sharks can't handle any stress they may die neither can he he get stress alot and is not good with it he died from a stress induced heart attack so hammer head (Sorry)

Pat: Nurse shark: nurse sharks are one of the more friendly sharks and he’s very very friendly they are just cool little guys floating around having a good time, the also usually in groups and he loves his family and his ghosts family also for being a scout leader you do need some nurse like skills like first aid CPR so I think the name fits

Julian: so I wasn't sure for him and I asked someone and they said a carpet shark because they are ugly and bottem feeders which I don’t think they are ugly but yeah the bottem feeder thing is a different thing in sharks the it is in politics obviously but the words the same so I’m going to give him a ornate wobbegong.

I will post drawing of these over the next while and part two when I get to that

[siancore]

Do you have any hcs for Okoye and Attuma with children?

Hi, Anon. I'm sorry it took me a while to answer this. Here's a specific headcanon of mine:

It was hard for Okoye and Attuma to get pregnant at first, not through lack of trying. They had both waited so long before feeling ready to start a family. It had become clear, after being together, that they had each found the right person to build a future with.

The pregnancy went as fine as it could. Attuma doted on Okoye endlessly. He took time away from his official duties to look after her, even though she was well and had protested. 

The prospect of parenthood had Attuma admitting to his wife that he was afraid (and he was afraid of nothing).

“My existence as a warrior has been about causing harm to life,” he had said to Okoye as they laid next to one another, and he rubbed her swollen belly. “How am I going to know how to nurture life?”

“The same way you have shown and fostered love for me,” Okoye replied softly. “By listening to your head and your heart – especially your heart.”

When their daughter was born, it was the first time Okoye had seen Attuma cry. The baby had her father’s eyes and her mother’s smile.

Khanyiswa had her naming day almost a year after she was born, in keeping with Attuma’s traditions. She was named after one of Okoye’s ancestors, in keeping with her traditions.

They hosted a quiet ceremony at their home on the outskirts of Birnin Zana and invited everyone who was important to them. It was the second time Okoye had seen Attuma cry.

Khanyiswa could already swim and tread water from an early age. When Attuma needed to leave the Surface World for his own wellbeing, she would follow. It was hard for Okoye and Attuma, one half of their partnership being of the Surface World, the other of Talokan, but they were devoted to one another and made it work. They only wanted the best of both worlds for their daughter.

Attuma took Khanyiswa to school most mornings. They would travel on foot, greeting neighbours as they went. Attuma got to know people a lot more because Khanyiswa was observant, like her mother, and liked to know as much as she could about people. Father and daughter enjoyed speaking to their neighbours and keeping up on what was happening in their lives. They found joy in learning that Abi's goats had escaped and wreaked havoc throughout the street.

Okoye took Khanyiswa out to the lands of the Border Tribe when she was still small. She taught their daughter how to fashion a spear from assegai wood, just like her mother had shown her. Okoye would tell stories passed down from griots and they would spend evenings stargazing together.

Attuma and Khanyiswa would spend weekends in Talokan when Okoye was away for work. He would teach their daughter how to fight and hunt, and tell stories of how K'uk'ulkan brought the Sun to their people. Attuma passed his nahual to his daughter: The Hammerhead Shark. This was Khanyiswa’s second spirit animal as she inherited the White Rhinoceros from her mother through kinship bloodlines. Both animals were fierce and strong, like Okoye and Attuma – just like Khanyiswa would be.

The small child filled books with drawings of the animals, proud in the knowledge that it was her duty to protect them and conserve their habitats when she was old enough. It was her cultural mandate to learn every song and dance related to both animals.

Attuma would place Khanyiswa’s tiny feet on his, hold her small hands in his, and dance with her in their backyard. Okoye would watch them laughing and smiling as they spun around and around until Attuma got dizzy.

When Okoye would braid Khanyiswa’s hair, the small girl would insist that her mother do something with her father’s long tresses.

“Please, Umama,” she would plead. “Make Baba’s hair pretty, too.”

"Mmm, your Baba is already very pretty," Okoye would reply, causing her daughter to cover her mouth and giggle, and cause her husband to blush.

Okoye and Attuma made sure Khanyiswa was surrounded by family, culture, and community. They made sure their daughter knew that even though both of her parents had loyalty to their homelands, and responsibility in their duties, she always came first.

When Okoye became Director of the Agents of Wakanda, she was able to spend more time at home. It was in that time that she found out they were pregnant again.

Their son Kani was born in the summertime. He favoured his big sister: Same eyes, same smile. Attuma held Kani and cried, again. Their little family was complete.

[measuringbliss]

Spider-Man Read-Through 028: Wedding and Whodunit (ASM 153-156)

MASTERPOST

This batch has it all: great art, Peter Parker being bisexual, a murder mystery, me making a fool of myself, a wedding...

A wedding?!

#153 starts with a gorgeous first page that contrasts starkly with Romita's undefined buildings. It's lively, it's fascinating, simply gorgeous. I'm not eager for this era to end, believe me.

Spidey notices that the light on top of the taxi car blinks in Morse code ("SOS"), which is absolutely brilliant. He saves the smart driver and proceeds to destroy his car even more, hahaha.

Later, Peter goes to the university (which is great to see, because for a while we didn't see much of that!) and...

...Harry SUBTLY tries to come out (that hand grab! That hand grab!!!!) and Ross Andru draws beautiful eyes, just like in #141. I love you, man. He's definitely more comfortable with the cast now. And naturally, the coloring is gorgeous as well.

MJ is also funny and can't help but love Peter. And Harry's here for the drama hahaha. In fact, Flash has to push him away to give space to the lovebirds. MJ complains that she doesn't think Peter's worth fighting for anymore, then Peter gets angry at her and she IMMEDIATELY retracts and asks him to stay and says she wasn't really serious. I feel like MJ's backstory is seeping through here as I don't think it's the first time she quickly changes when facing an angry man. She's so facinating, and this scene is both sad and endearing.

Ned is also back, and with his pink vest! Love that for him. He needs Peter's help to interpret computer stuff for an article, so they go to interview Bradley Bolton in an empty stadium. I was a bit confused, thinking, "computers, in 1975? That's kind of niche, isn't it?" but turns out the first personal computer came out in September 1975 and this issue came out a month later!

MJ's also there but she's watching from afar and this is sad. Oh, MJ. I hope something great happens to you soon because you need it.

A letter from the clubhouse quickly interrupts the meeting...

Turns out Bolton is being blackmailed by an evil guy who doesn't want a list of global criminals to become available, so the latter kidnapped Bolton's daughter.

Our heroes goes to find Bolton at a homecoming party, and Peter's much more interesting in becoming a homewrecker than honoring is actual girlfriend.

He quickly goes back to MJ to dance on Kung-Fu Fighting (MJ insists it's their song, as well). MJ says that "dancing close like this" makes her feel like they're the only two people in the world, but unfortunately for her, Peter has undiagnosed ADHD and he's also a vigilante, so he notices Bolton's about to leave to meet the blackmailer.

Oh Lord.

I actually burst out laughing, and also, Peter thinks "Mr. Osborn, I could kiss you" and I'm ecstatic. Harry didn't need to look so creepy in that second panel though.

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In a reenactment of his last football match, Bolton rushes on the field to save his daughter and is mortally wounded, but he succeeds in protecting her...

What a strong conclusion. What a strong issue!

Instead of the readers' letters, the squad tries to make sense of the Jackal reveal:

I thought it was absolutely worth showing.

#154 is drawn by Sal Buscema, who'll feature more prominently in Spectacular Spider-Man, I believe. It continues "a few hours" after the last issue, with a quite frustrated Peter. It's not every day he fails to save somebody!

...Well, ever since The Night Gwen Stacy Died, it kind of is, but you know, it's the thought that counts.

The Sandman escapes, which, sure, but more importantly, that mysterious dude from #152 is back!

...Wait. Is that. Is he seeing ghosts. Because I heard something about how Hammerhead was a ghost now or something after Aunt May's nuclear island exploded. Is it Doc Ock. Has Doc Ock lost his arms and is being persecuted by Hammerhead's ghost?! Because I feel like we're misled by the drunk guy being afraid of somebody. The reader's supposed to think it's Spidey, but hm.

The Sandman is instructed by a mysterious being to get some mechanism in a research facility. I wonder who it is... Here's a visual clue: the person smokes with that long thing that rich people used.

The henchmen (costumed the same as those who kidnapped Bolton's daughter) smoke too. I can feel the Code's influence waver!

At the facility, Spidey finds the Sandman, who traps him in a cryogenic converter supposedly destined to freeze sick people until they can be cured. HMM. My brain is still coming up with no strong theory, but also it's 5 am. The one who ends up frozen is the Sandman though... and the next issue is called "Whodunit"! How exciting!

Overall, this issue was alright. At least the Sandman battle was creative!

The last whodunit was #127-128, but I already knew about it (even if I'd forgotten pretty much everything). So let's try to figure that one, if my brain lets me!

#155 opens with the death of Armstrong Smith, an associate of Bolton.

Priorities.

I'm already suspecting the blond guy.

Smith was killed by a small caliber, but the weapon hasn't been found. I think it's the weapon in the panel above, so that places the blame on that random police officer. Notice the door had to be opened like that, so it's a locked room.

...OR IS IT? The blond guy may have lied about it being locked, and the bullet might have gone through Smith!

First off, I don't know what to make of that "THRACK". What's breaking? A bullet? But also. Lol. Computer science, everyone!

The computer puts out 3 names: Jason Sledge, Leroy Tallon, and Conrad Fox. Why do I feel like there's an annagram in there?

Spidey's interrupted by some police guards including my suspect from earlier with the small caliber. He escapes and goes to find Sledge, a janitor at Joe's Bar. He says a settled down. Tallon at a warehouse immediately goes "Shit! He knows!" when Spidey asks him for an alibi, which doesn't bode well for him... although I'm not sold on that track yet. (It's a police officer, fake or real, I'm telling you!!!)

OR WAIT. A JANITOR WOULD HAVE THE KEY.

I wonder if he was an inspiration for the Talon from The New Animated Series.

Unsurprisingly, Tallon just stole jewels, he didn't kill Smith. I'm actually full-on suspecting Sledge now, since his alibi is "I was in my room alone" (= no alibi) and it's easy to fake being weak.

Still, Spidey goes to his last suspect and the narrator helpfully informs us that Spidey's watched enough Columbo to get by as a detective. Jesus! Columbo started in 68, I thought it was later, what the heck!

Apparently, Fox was buried just recently. Hm!

Well, do you?

Look, the issue placed a lot of emphasis on the three suspects, so if we restrain it to them, it could be Fox (but Spidey says somebody "lied to him" and his search for Fox is REALLY brief) or Sledge. I'm voting for Sledge.

HOWEVER. If it's a trick, and the previous whodunit was tricky, it could very well be somebody who appeared earlier... but given how none of these characters was emphasized, I'm thinking this issue wants to be fair, so let's go for Sledge.

So Spidey returns to the computer and OH MY GOD.

OF COURSE A COMIC FROM THE 70S WOULD PULL SOMETHING LIKE THAT HAHAHA

But how did the computer kill its creator, you ask?

It keeps getting sillier. You know, I did consider that the computer might have lied, but thought "hey, Spidey thinks A PERSON lied to him, so that can't be it" but I was bamboozled.

And what happens when a computer from the 70s keeps shooting lasers everywhere?

WHO?! WHODUNIT?! OH MY FUCKING GOD.

Wein and Wolfman, how did it feel, writing that final panel? I'm sure you thought you were funny!

...Well, that would be right. That issue was fun. As R25 mentions in the comments, "a killer-computer is too crazy option for one sober logic". You betcha.

#156 starts just after that, with Spidey ready to finally sleep a bit before Ned and Betty's wedding this afternoon...

But he's assaulted with a broom!

It's his landlady! Hell yeah, I was hoping to see more of her.

Somewhere else, the drunk guy we've seen previously is still haunted by something (a ghost! a ghost!) and this time, it's definitely not Spidey as he just came home. He needs help, and he knows just the person...

Meanwhile, the whole cast gets ready for the wedding and I'm delighted. It feels like watching Gossip Girl's final episode hahaha! Jameson made me chuckle, and naturally May and Anna leave together (they're lesbians your honor), and I'm very happy to see Randy again. Oh, hi Liz, I always forget about you, sorry!

(which I just did like a week ago)

Peter having issues with his bowtie is very relatable. Use a clip, everyone!!!!!

The wedding ceremony proceeds smoothly, aside from a famished Peter, until the Mirage and his lackeys storm in! They steal from every wedding occuring in the building, and when it comes time for the Leeds to pay the price...

Looking a bit Ditko-esque, Peter, are you alright?

There's a fun panel where Spidey runs on the ceiling and the speech bubble from the Mirage is flipped upside down, that's funny.

So the Mirage can project doubles of himself or something. The fight is alright but very verbose, however I do appreciate that Spidey realizes that if can't see the Mirage's actual position, he can simply... drop the overly large, priceless chandelier on his face. That works too.

Yes, I showed this mostly because Peter's hot in the first panel, and the rest is is very pretty too. Watchagonnado?

At least, Ned and Betty will have quite an anecdote to tell new friends at party! And May is next in line for marriage! It's gay marriage's not legal yet, but do informal ceremonies count?

Anna certainly hopes so.

OH MY GOD, I TOLD YOU!!!

...Octavius is looking kind of hot in this getup--

Well, Anna is certainly going to be sad.

[skylarstark4826]

It was hard for Okoye and Attuma to get pregnant at first, not through lack of trying. They had both waited so long before feeling ready to start a family. It had become clear, after being together, that they had each found the right person to build a future with.

The pregnancy went as fine as it could. Attuma doted on Okoye endlessly. He took time away from his official duties to look after her, even though she was well and had protested. 

The prospect of parenthood had Attuma admitting to his wife that he was afraid (and he was afraid of nothing).

“My existence as a warrior has been about causing harm to life,” he had said to Okoye as they laid next to one another, and he rubbed her swollen belly. “How am I going to know how to nurture life?”

“The same way you have shown and fostered love for me,” Okoye replied softly. “By listening to your head and your heart – especially your heart.”

When their daughter was born, it was the first time Okoye had seen Attuma cry. The baby had her father’s eyes and her mother’s smile.

Khanyiswa had her naming day almost a year after she was born, in keeping with Attuma’s traditions. She was named after one of Okoye’s ancestors, in keeping with her traditions.

They hosted a quiet ceremony at their home on the outskirts of Birnin Zana and invited everyone who was important to them. It was the second time Okoye had seen Attuma cry.

Khanyiswa could already swim and tread water from an early age. When Attuma needed to leave the Surface World for his own wellbeing, she would follow. It was hard for Okoye and Attuma, one half of their partnership being of the Surface World, the other of Talokan, but they were devoted to one another and made it work. They only wanted the best of both worlds for their daughter.

Attuma took Khanyiswa to school most mornings. They would travel on foot, greeting neighbours as they went. Attuma got to know people a lot more because Khanyiswa was observant, like her mother, and liked to know as much as she could about people. Father and daughter enjoyed speaking to their neighbours and keeping up on what was happening in their lives. They found joy in learning that Abi's goats had escaped and wreaked havoc throughout the street.

Okoye took Khanyiswa out to the lands of the Border Tribe when she was still small. She taught their daughter how to fashion a spear from assegai wood, just like her mother had shown her. Okoye would tell stories passed down from griots and they would spend evenings stargazing together.

Attuma and Khanyiswa would spend weekends in Talokan when Okoye was away for work. He would teach their daughter how to fight and hunt, and tell stories of how K'uk'ulkan brought the Sun to their people. Attuma passed his nahual to his daughter: The Hammerhead Shark. This was Khanyiswa’s second spirit animal as she inherited the White Rhinoceros from her mother through kinship bloodlines. Both animals were fierce and strong, like Okoye and Attuma – just like Khanyiswa would be.

The small child filled books with drawings of the animals, proud in the knowledge that it was her duty to protect them and conserve their habitats when she was old enough. It was her cultural mandate to learn every song and dance related to both animals.

Attuma would place Khanyiswa’s tiny feet on his, hold her small hands in his, and dance with her in their backyard. Okoye would watch them laughing and smiling as they spun around and around until Attuma got dizzy.

When Okoye would braid Khanyiswa’s hair, the small girl would insist that her mother do something with her father’s long tresses.

“Please, Umama,” she would plead. “Make Baba’s hair pretty, too.”

"Mmm, your Baba is already very pretty," Okoye would reply, causing her daughter to cover her mouth and giggle, and cause her husband to blush.

Okoye and Attuma made sure Khanyiswa was surrounded by family, culture, and community. They made sure their daughter knew that even though both of her parents had loyalty to their homelands, and responsibility in their duties, she always came first.

When Okoye became Director of the Agents of Wakanda, she was able to spend more time at home. It was in that time that she found out they were pregnant again.

Their son Kani was born in the summertime. He favoured his big sister: Same eyes, same smile. Attuma held Kani and cried, again. Their little family was complete.

[grycensharp07]

I had this thought that it’d be neat if Lars and Mads played vampires together in something, then I came up with a story idea for it (four actually but this is the one that’s the most visually interesting) and then I decided to draw it to get it out of my system. They’re demonic bird puppies for story reasons and so I have an excuse to not feel bad about my horrible ability to draw likenesses

They’re Dracula’s heirs (their last name being Draculsen) through it’s unknown if he’s actually their father (Blood Heirs) or if he just bit them and passed his power along (Made Heirs) and they don’t know if they’re actually siblings but that part hasn’t ever mattered to them. Tønnes is believed to more likely be Dracula’s blood heir due to having the same copper-brass eyes as him though. They can turn into these eight foot (friendly fluff) demons because of Dracula’s inheritance, and they’re more or less chill nice people instead of evil overlords. They’re respected but somewhat controversial rulers due to their not taking to the bloody ways of vampires and preferring pacifistic approaches as a first resort, but they’ll make exceptions for tearing piece of shit wastes of air and their armies to pieces, along with any assassins sent to kill them. They also wish to push human-vampire relations toward being that of equals rather than predator and prey. Other vampires also think it’s weird that Ejnar has no interest towards lustful endeavours or the orgy parties and Tønnes has steadfast refused any arranged marriage attempts since it’s not as simple as falling in love traditionally for him and would rather any relationships he would get into involve a genuine connection between both parties. So for their detractors there’s not that much of an issue with succession to their benefit if one of their assassination attempts actually succeeds. Also Ejnar owns a female dragon he named Udholdenher and Tønnes owns a male griffin he named Musik, yes it’s impractical since they can both fly on their own but they love their big babies so much it doesn’t matter. Their big babies also get to rip apart would be assassins as a treat.

And as a joke let’s just say there’s a Benedict Cumberbatch vampire who’s the Made son of Carmilla and he’s basically their weird gay coded Barbie villain who’s obsessed with them, believing it’s time for a new reigning line of vampires and wants to trick them into biting him for a legitimate claim of power and masochist reasons. His name is Emil Augustine Carmillsohde and his demonic bat form would look like a hammerhead bat once he acquires it through emotional blackmail

Also I wasn’t expecting to finish and post this a few days after Lars’ birthday so take this as a happy little coincidence

link to my master post of Palestinian resources and individual families in need to either donate to or reblog, the people who rely on these links for aid would greatly appreciate it: https://www.tumblr.com/grycensharp07/745868866895446017/help-me-get-my-handicapped-child-out-of-gaza

[lamarie-artsy]

I call this the Unfridged AU because of the trope, and because saying "Alpheus' parents and Hammerhead's Wife are still alive" takes too long.

But yeah, that's the premise.

I love Alpheus' concept art and I've already made his dad and honorary grandad goth so of course that comes through in this version, while the little sister who only exists in this AU is sort of borrowing from what I wore at her age and what my cousin wears now, being that age herself and the daughter of two former goths.

The crash I mentioned is my version of Alpheus' parents deaths, orchestrated by Proteus by the way of him just T-boning their car in a deathproof-style Jeep or something. Here, however, Keda didn't get knocked out, and that lead to her and Chander's survival and then Kai's conception a few weeks later. She did, however, end up with her right leg broken in three places and her hip needing reconstruction, while Chander survived with a concussion that lead to contact aphasia and then selective mutism resulting from anxiety about talking.

Kai was a c-section baby because of the reconstructed hip.

Alpheus wanted the basement bedroom because he was sixteen and wanted to put as much distance between himself and his parents as possible, as one does when one's parents refuse to let you leave the house, ever, in case you get kidnapped. Tallulah got it because Alpheus already had a perfectly good bedroom on the floor below his parents and sister, and Tom wanted to keep a guest room open for other visiting family so he was finishing the basement as a bedroom whether she chose it or not. Of course, Alpheus ends up sleeping there more often than she does because of their deal, and really only uses his room to keep his clothes in. He gets the bed when she's at school, and usually sleeps on her couch when she's there anyway.

I haven't gotten around to drawing the Unfridged AU of Hammerhead's family, but there are some differences there too.

[umm0lly]

I wanted to draw a hammerhead shark for you, but I couldn't use anything as a reference when I was drawing... also my brother drew one that put whatever future attempt of drawing a hammerhead shark I could have to shames...

Anyway here is your shark:

NEMMMMMM I LOVE ITTTTTT AND I LOVE YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH ITS SO GOOD ❤️

[thisonesfordrawing]

[kyberheart]

A Deceitful Creation Part #1 -  Wolffe x F!Reader

Part #2

Summary: You’ve been trying for a while now to get pregnant with your lover. Knowing that may never happen, you ask for some outside help from Wolffe on the down-low...

Word Count: 1483

Warnings: 18+, piv sex, infidelity, pregnancy/trying for a baby, cursing, angst

A/N: Heyyyyyyyy.... I’m still here! I had some stuff going on this past week so I missed my Friday fic upload, but hey! It’s Sunday, only missed it by a few days so whatever. I’m still working on part #3 of my little Techy-boy story. Hopefully will be finished by Friday the 3rd! Heh... part #3 on the 3rd... perfect. ANYWAY I hope you like this little blurb I wrote. I wanted maximum sad with lots of OOF. I kept the summary and header as vague as possible to not spoil the end. Good luck in there!

(Ao3 Link if ya want it)

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Wolffe was different with you. All teeth and tongue and nails dug into the plump flesh of your thighs. The look adorning his eyes in this moment is akin to a knife’s edge; he was holding back as not to tear you to shreds.

Your lover on the other hand, well… he was the whisper of a cool breeze in the night. A cascading avalanche of stolen breaths and languid strokes. Completely and utterly tender with you.

“C-close Wolffe, almost…I’m—!”

He nods, stooping to kiss you, but swiftly retracts his head with a tiny scowl. He knew the rules. No marks that can’t be covered up, no pet names, and under no circumstances can he kiss you. This was just a mutually beneficial transaction. Nothing more, nothing less.

“I got you… I got you…”

He’s reaching down, down, down to make contact with your clit. You keen, dropping your head back into the mattress. He fucks you through your orgasm, spilling inside of you as your legs wrap tightly around his waist. You tremble under him as you come down from your high. In a blur of muscle-memory Wolffe is reaching behind you for a pillow. He props your hips upward with it, grinding into you a few more times to make sure his seed is in there nice and deep.

“If this isn’t the one, I’m not sure if I can help. Maybe what they say is true, maybe we’re all infertile. I mean, I’ve heard rumors of defectors running off and getting people knocked up, but…” He shrugs, pulling out of you to head into the ‘fresher. You sigh, staring at the grey ceiling above you. That really wasn’t the case. Some were infertile, yes. You knew that all too well…

“I’m headed out. I have a supply run to facilitate. You alright?”

Wolffe grunts as he snaps his scratched armor around himself. He wasn’t much for conversations after the act. Rather, he preferred to be on his merry way as fast as possible. It wasn’t so much to avoid catching feelings as it was to steer clear of talking. He was undoubtedly the most stand-offish of the clones you knew. You were often surprised at how easy it was to lure him into the bedroom with how hostile his demeanor could be. Though on second thought he was just a normal guy. Sex is just as fun for him as it is for others.

“Yeah, I’m good. Thanks Wolffe. If this one doesn’t stick I’ll leave you alone.”

He pauses to search your face. You smile at him, wrapping your arms around your chest with a sleepy yawn. A garbled message blips from his forearm, which he answers with a quick acknowledgement before seating his helmet onto his head.

“Understood. I’ll see you around. Say hi to my vod for me when he gets back.”

And with that, he’s silently leaving your apartment into the void beyond. In the silence of the room your mind wanders once more. You think of your lover. Where was he right now? Somewhere far, far away? Somewhere he was safe? Was he warm, fed, and happy?

The cool dribble of Wolffe’s cum down your thigh snaps you from your rumination. You glance at the clock, finding it’s already been twenty minutes since he’d left. More than enough time, you think. With a quick curl of your spine you’re up on your feet and heading to the ‘fresher for a nice long shower. Hopefully when you were out you’d have a comm or a message from your lover.

----------------- He hunches low, lips hovering so close to your ear his hot breaths could have burned a hole through your head.

“That’s it baby, such a good girl. Just a—oh, squeezing me so tight tonight, huh? This’ll be the one, the kriffing ONE. Gonna fuck you full, fill you up to bursting. Make you s-swell with my baby. Can’t wait to see you like that… all mine…”

You cum so hard the world around you dissipates into nothing but him. He growls, pitching you forward with his angled thrusts. His hips crush you into the bed as he cums right along with you. His amber eyes sizzle with freshly tapped desire. Whispered adorations mingle between the two of you, lost to the spinning darkness of the night. When you’ve calmed your heaving breaths, you reach up to grab one of the pillows above you. He helps you position it under your hips before kissing you roughly. Between pecks, he speaks with a heart full of gentle sweetness.

“I’ll keep doing this—you’ll see. We’ll have a little one running around before you know it. Our little adi’ka… yeah…”

His eyes grow distant, lips stilling at the nape of your neck. You huff, smacking his shoulder with your hand.

“I know babe, don’t worry. With how much you’ve been between my legs I think we’ll be having LOTS of them running around.”

You wink at him, leaning up to kiss him again. He chuckles, reciprocating your heavy prodding tongue with his own within your mouth.

“I just… I know we’ve been trying for over a year… what if I...”

You shoot him a frown, tilting your head up to look him straight in the eyes. The fact of the matter was daunting and sat like tepid acid on your tongue. If he knew he wasn’t able to sire children, it would truly break him.

“NO! You are perfectly fine the way you are. I’d know, remember? I’m chief medical officer here dummy. You—WE have nothing to worry about. It’ll happen when the time is right. Trust me.”

He smiles at you, the sight of which could warm even the frostiest planet of Hoth into the dunes of Tatooine. All your love, all your patience and turmoil and sympathy and curiosity and… kriff, you’re everything was him. All him, always was and always will be. Him.

-------------------- The vividness of your dream wakes you with a start. It seemed to be recurring the last few days, a memory of the last time you and your lover were together. You shake your head of the images that haunted you. If only he was home, you wouldn’t worry so much about him.

It had already been a few weeks since Wolffe had occupied your bed. A queasy feeling was beginning to settle low in your stomach. Your lover hadn’t been back in a long while, and you were starting to think something wasn’t right.

You rise to pee, realizing in the dimly lit hush of dawn that this was becoming a frequent occurrence for you. When your shirt brushes a bit too roughly against one of your nipples you yelp. Were they always so sore in the morning? Wait…

Could this be it? A surge of adrenaline hits you like a Hammerhead Corvette as you rush into the ‘fresher. Not long after, you have a small white strip laying on your counter. Your knee bobs with anticipation, head in your hands as you sit on the hard tiled floor. This might just be it!

As the lines swell in the tiny viewport, you force yourself to breathe as deeply as possible. The memory pushes it’s way to the front of your mind once more to taunt you, to make you feel a twinge of guilt at what you’ve done. With a groan you run your fingers soothingly through your hair. You knew you could do this. Joy, passion, and relief would pave over the deceit from which this baby would be born. Your lover would never know the truth, but it was unimportant in the grand scheme of things. Forging a life, a family for the two of you was all that mattered right now.

The time is up. The minutes counted down with bated breaths. A scream tears its way from your throat as you see the result:

Pregnant

Before you can have a full-blown excitement meltdown, a beeping from the other room draws your attention. Your comm sits on your nightstand, signaling you of an incoming message. The words flash on the screen as you wipe tears from your eyes:

Dropping in to save a Jedi Master on Lola Sayu. Don’t worry, should be home before your pretty little head hits the pillow. See you soon my love. My heart is yours, forever.

Oh, you were squealing with delight now. It was finally happening! For REAL! This was a dream come true. A baby… you were going to have a baby! And your lover was going to be home by the end of the day. You wanted to comm him, send him a picture of the test, yell it to the kriffing UNIVERSE that you were fulfilling a long-awaited dream. Both of you were. You calmed yourself, resolving to tell him in person when he got home.

You couldn’t wait until Echo was back!