#I like making angst

[l3xdrigo]

Under the Oak tree

The wilderness of the suitcase is an expanding space of forests, lakes and rivers, no one knows how it formed but we know that it's been there since the beginning. In a specific place of the wilderness, there is a large oak tree, its branches swaying in the wind, taking a closer look, there are things placed under the tree. It looks like a small makeshift of graves, rocks used as the tombstone,twigs tied together in the form of a small cross, flowers sprouted from these graves, slowly swaying in the breeze. All graves were slightly different, be it having different colored flowers or having tiny trinkets that have seen better days. Two trinkets standout from the others, one is a giant ring, placed on the cross slightly slanted, the other was a pair of glasses, that have small cracks placed on the rock. It was a somber and peaceful sight, it was clear that whoever placed this had made this as a memory for them and a way to grieve the loss. The grave of a boy who had an adventurous spirit, who grew curious of the outside. The grave of a girl who was shy and timid but had the soul of purity and was courageous till the very end. The graves of children who sought freedom of the outside but in truth were just lambs to the slaughter, being used as a sacrifice for a plan of manipulation and repentance to one of their kind who stands alone in the rain. Isn't it scary to die at such an age, the unexpected feeling of death as you felt raindrops on your skin for the first time, it's not all bad, at least you now have now met peace and freedom. For the lone sheep who's still standing, the chains have broken, but the shackles are still heavy. The door is open yet freedom is still so far.

(Or I personally headcanon that in the wilderness, Vertin has made makeshift gravestones for her fallen classmates when she first became the timekeeper, to keep their memory and as also a way to grieve the loss and guilt that she still faces till this day)

[hinamie]

mentor

[bbbbbbbbatman]

Bruce keeping a tighter and tighter lid on his identity around the Justice League because with each new person to reveal their identity he realizes that he has fucked far too high a percentage of his co workers as Bruce Wayne and he has to take this secret to his grave

[chloesimaginationthings]

Gregory knows he looks LIKE HIM in FNAF..

[paintedcrows]

Holiday Classics

Been thinking about Ford watching the 70s Animated Lord of the Rings Movies... (companion comic to this post!)

[mmavverickk]

anyway have any of you ever thought about how Jason was raised by wolves and then an army and told he had to be the best so he became the best, made himself the best using his experiences and power, who has to prove himself time and time again to the people who made him, and then he meets Percy Jackson who, with almost none of Jason’s training, without having been raised and molded into a leader, is better than him

Percy Jackson, who had a childhood, who had a mom, who seems all the better for it. Jason can finish his quests and missions and get a pat on the back and congratulations for bringing honor to the Legion and nothing else because that’s what’s expected of him, while Percy gets hugs and cookies and tears of relief and so much love because people had been hoping he’d succeed, not because it meant victory, but because it meant he'd live.

all of the things Jason’s gone through to make him that perfect leader and soldier feel like they were all for nothing because he looks at Percy Jackson and sees that perfect leader and soldier and none of the things that made Jason good are what made him great

[rapidhighway]

more.

[incoherentchanting]

this shit is so funny

[gremnda]

Hello Ethubs nation :]

no text version

[lazylittledragon]

nomad boyfriend comes back for a visit

obviously there are some extras for the patr0ns <3

[triona-tribblescore]

okay so they may have a minor chokehold on me at the minute-

[hyenaa-euphoria]

hope 1/???

more angst!! i am actually building an au around this comic but I’ve never done aus before so like this is new to me!!!

[hinamie]

quick itfs sketch page

[nerdy-hyperfixations]

“Pain is hilarious!”

C’mon guys he had to learn that his eye regenerates somehow!

So fun fact! You know that thing people, perhaps parents tell you? That if you smile it tricks your brain into being happy? Well don’t do that in traumatic moments! Because if you do, your brain mixes wires on how to process shit and when you’re under mental turmoil you might start laughing maniacally! I may or may not know from experience!!! 😃

[helixcraft]

trigger-happy computer doodle

(alt under cut)

take this as you will

[yuukirita]

I have a question, if it’s not too much trouble, but when d-16, babybee and a part of the high guard get captured by arachnid and sentinel’s troops and then taken to sentinels tower, is babybee placed in a kids playpen with high walls to prevent him from escaping and maybe some kids toys to keep him occupied, or is he being held gently but firmly by one of sentinel’s guards?

oh. Oh dear heart.

No :D That'd be way too nice of Sentinel :D Either option just aren't evil enough-

kof kof angst under the cut

Dee gained consciousness quickly. Hands tied and forced to his knees in the traitor’s golden chamber. A quick look around let him see half of the high guard- he felt a sense of relief that he didn’t see Bee. He was still with Orion then, he hoped. 

Then anger. 

Anger. 

Fury.

He wanted to kill. Images flashing in his head of how he’d do it. Slowly? Quickly? So many possibilities. None satisfying enough as they compared little how the real deal would feel. His blood thirst rose with each passing moment. He couldn’t wait to extinguish Sentinel’s spark. 

Soon enough he heard the doors open and the fucker paraded as he talked. Dee didn’t listen. He looked at the ground, optics focused. Tension in the room was so thick he could lick it. 

Only when he was closer that he bothered to listen to what he said.

“Ah, D-16 what a tragic story you’ll be” He didn’t look up Atop your leaderboard in your sector, secretly a traitor.” 

His blood froze when he heard a painfully familiar voice above him. Scared and small like it should never be-

“He’s not! You’re the traitor!” Bee spoke up to defend his friend. 

His helm snapped up to look and his blood boiled at seeing Sentinel holding Bee in his arms. The sparkling clearly anxious as he tried to lean away from him- but was firmly held in place. 

Sentinel smiled at Bee, poking his chest a bit too hard for it to be playful “Uh-uh, they are traitors. All of them. They’ve been working with the Quintessence to sabotage my expeditions.” He looked down at Dee with a grin that made him want to rip it off with his teeth. “And not to mention stealing a precious sparkling… have you no shame?” 

“N-none of that is true!” Bee exclaimed- If stares could kill, Sentinel would be reduced to ash as he wrapped his hand around Bee’s mouth and head. Hoisting him up so they could be at eye level, forcing him to look into his optics. 

“Oh it is! Everyone will say so when I execute them in front of all Iacon- especially when they learn the sparkling didn’t survive.” He brought his helm closer to Bee’s, their foreheads almost touching “This is my playground, little one. The truth is what I make it.” 

Dee slammed his feet to the floor and stood up. Sentinel let go of Bee’s face to look at him. Amused at getting a rise out of him. Dee’s optics stayed on Bee, his rage only growing as he saw his tiny servo reach to him. Blue optics wide and frame shaking slightly. 

Sentinel casually angled his body so Bee couldn’t reach him. 

He was going to kill that blue fuck.