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[0livdocx]

I may be shallow but this glamorous magneto is the reason I read X-Men: Red.

(The comic artist is Stefano Caselli - Kudos!!)

[hinamie]

mentor

[xx-sketchy-xx]

LOOOK, LOOK WHAT MY MOTHER MADE FROM CAKE. AAAAAAAAAA-

[thebrainrotsreal]

Drew this real quick because I fucking love these two so much ???? Especially Bee. I wish they interacted more so badly. PLEASE.

Also learning how to draw these guys.. slowly.

[cosmicrhetoric]

maybe the exact page that made marcille my fave of the bunch. girl who wants to meddle in someone else's personal family drama so bad she breaks through an evil mind corruption curse and starts throwing bouquets of flowers at him <3

[bumblingbabooshka]

People honestly portray Tuvok as far too "rolling his eyes, reluctantly going along with Janeway's silly little shenanigans" - he's literally so serious about being right there with her on every decision she makes. Janeway's like "I'm going to stay behind if the ship blows up" and Tuvok's like "I'm staying with you." Janeway's like "I'm going to deliver every member of the Equinox crew into the jaws of death via an alien revenge massacre" and Tuvok protests a grand total of one time before being fully on the bridge assisting her. He was the only one with her when she made the decision to honor the caretaker's wishes and save the Ocampa, dooming them all. He was willing to get court marshalled in order to fulfill a wish she couldn't grant by her own hand: Get them home [no matter what happens to me] <- wherein 'me' is Tuvok. This was the same wish that spurred him forward when he had to leave her on that planet and everyone left thought him cold for trying to fulfill it without her when in his mind it was akin to a dying wish, the last thing she'd ever express to him: Get them home [no matter what happens to me.] <- wherein 'me' is Janeway. He told Seven that the golden rule to follow is that the captain is "ALWAYS RIGHT" <- (His ACTUAL words) and when Seven asks if the captain should be followed even if someone KNOWS she's wrong he says "Perhaps." This man is perhaps the most ride or die dude in the universe about Janeway. Despite her labeling him her 'moral compass' he is by NO means impartial or unbiased. He'd defend her to his last breath. He canonically makes detailed psychological observations about her and has for years. He accounts for her luck when calculating the success of certain plans. It's implied in 'Twisted' that Janeway typically listens to Tuvok's suggestions and follows them nearly without fail - to the point that he's surprised and obviously irritated when Chakotay doesn't. Despite this they've been inside one another's quarters so infrequently that Tuvok can remember each instance. They call each other "Captain" and "Mr. Tuvok" even though they've known each other for twenty years. There's something wrong with them.

[lemongogo]

env practice ft the reunion scene

[rapidhighway]

shadow goin thru it, getting comfyy

[saragrosie]

As promised, incredibly stupid s4-5 drawings

[taiyami]

Saw the leaks and all I could think about was Mic in a suit. Its 1 am and all I can think about is Mic in a suit. Happy Pride indeed.

[princecroutons]

I’m just so happy that this weird little guy showed up at your house smelling bad and looking kinda funky and you picked him up and said “you live here now and we love you” and he went “okay :) yay” i hope one day i can help a cat like you helped catrick

this thing broke into my second story bedroom window and screamed at me if I didn't let him in. I had no choice. I love him so much

[royaltea000]

I love Bai Long Ma he truly don’t gaf

[hinamie]

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[blu-ish]

he's there for emotional support💖

[kitamars]

the man who rings the black funeral bell

[inafieldofstarflowers]

No bc you guys, Nicky Hemmick was twenty and he was living in Germany and for the first time he was with people who loved him without trying to change who he was. He was learning to love himself, to accept the things that he’d spent his life believing made him evil and broken and worthless, and see that they were beautiful. He had gotten out.

And then, somehow—maybe through his parents, maybe through the cousin he’d only really known for the few months their time in Columbia had overlapped before Nicky left for Germany—he found out that his aunt was dead, that his cousins (and Nicky had only met one of them, but they were twins, and they’d been separated for their whole lives) were either going into the system or into his parents’ custody.

And maybe, for a moment, he reasoned that they were sixteen. That it would only be a few years before they were adults and could make their own choices on where to live, on how to live. But he also remembered that house, and he remembered what it was like to live there and how he’d tiptoed around it. He remembered who he was, then; how much less of himself he’d had to be. And he packed his bags and moved—not home, not anymore, but still back; back to South Carolina, back to Columbia, back to the cousins who needed him even if they didn’t quite seem to want him.

And they figured things out, slow and messy—the custody arrangement, getting the house, establishing a life. Nicky taught the twins German, and he tried his best to teach them what it meant to be loved, and even if they weren’t quite a family yet, to the twins, they were to Nicky. Even if he was only twenty and what he had to offer could never be enough, they were worth enough for him to try.