#I usually only make comics but

[hana-bobo-finch]

screw it I’m bored I’m gonna write a pikmin fanfic right here right now on the fly lmao

tw for mentions of ptsd but it’s generally in a lighthearted tone like the rest of it, nothing too dark I think, but just putting it out there

“Yon!” Dingo screeched, barreling into Yonny’s lab. “Look at what that—that mutt did to me!” He shoved his arm into Yonny’s face. Yonny gave it a cursory glance before going back to his work—that work being forging a medical license, but it was work nonetheless. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for Dingo to come to Yonny with some nonexistent medical issue. Maybe it was to get out of work, maybe he was actually worried about his health. Probably the first option. The guy who once chugged a bottle of chemicals with zero hesitations didn’t strike yonny as a hypochondriac.

He could feel Dingo’s icy stare tracking his every move, every elegant pen stroke coming together to form a perfectly forged PhD, watching, waiting for him to say something. He shouldn’t. As yonny so eloquently wrote in his notes, “It’d be like giving a dog treats for pissing on the floor. And in this case the treats would be attention. And the piss would be fake medical issues. And the floor would be me—ok, maybe it’s not the best analogy.”

“What’d oatchi do, hm?” He said, relenting. It’d be a lot easier to ignore Dingo if he wasn’t such good company.

“Truthfully?” Dingo whispered, leaning into Yonny’s ear. “Nothin’. But, like I’m thinkin’, maybe if shepherd thinks the dog’s causing trouble, she’ll get rid of him. Y’know, send him to the farm.”

Yonny startled at dingo’s closeness. And the fact he was talking about getting Oatchi euthanized. “Are you insane?” He said in a harsh whisper. Ironic, an accusation of insanity, coming from Yonny. “I can assure you the captain would euthanize you before she would ever consider doing so to oatchi.”

“What?” Dingo drew back, eyes widened in shock. “Wait, where’d all that come into play? And the captain wants to euthanize me? Where did this come from? But, I mean, if that’s what she wants…” He went red in the face and pressed his index fingers together.

“Do you know what people mean by sending pets to the farm?” Yonny asked.

“‘Course I do. Wasn’t born yesterday,” Dingo huffed. “I was talking with that freak-show hocotation guy, ‘cause he was stealin—er, borrowing food with me, and he said that he grew up around farms and stuff. And sometimes there’d be an abandoned space dog or somethin’, and, y’know, he’d adopt it. So I think oatchi should be sent to one of those places so I don’t have to see him around.”

Yonny stared at Dingo absentmindedly for a few seconds before snapping back to the moment. “Riiiight. That’s not what it generally means. Not at all.” He spun around in his swivel chair a few time before turning back to Dingo, hands folded on his lap. “But, I’m glad you’ve brought up the subject.”

“Of euthanasia?” Dingo looked a bit scared. “Hey man, I’ll drink corrosive chemicals that make my esophagus feel like it’s on fire for you. But I won’t die for you. Unless it was like, in some really heroic way. Like if a really scary animal tried to attack you, like…let’s just say, arbitrarily, a dog, I’d totally lay down my life for you. And you could hold me on your lap as I slowly die and hold my hand and gently kiss my forehead telling me I did a good job stopping those evil mutts. Not in a gay way.”

It was definitely in a gay way.

“No,” Yonny said flatly. No matter how much reading he does, he’ll never be able to find the words to respond to someone spewing such nonsense at such high speeds. “I mean, dogs. Your fear of dogs. I wanted to speak with you about that, eheheh.”

Dingo went pale, slowly backing away before shaking his head. “It’s ridiculous you think it’s a fear. I just don’t like them. Simple as that.” He paused for a moment before the words spilled out.

“And, you know, if it was a fear, it’d be perfectly natural. They have sharp teeth and claws and they bark really loudly. And so what if it is? Who are you to judge? Every time I see those stupid mutts I get all sweaty and…and sweaty, and I start thinkin’ about that time that stupid dog tried to “rescue” me! I didn’t even need rescuin’. It tried to kill me an’ bite my limbs off. The incompetent leader in charge didn’t even try to stop it. I think that guy was shepherd’s father. I think her mom must’ve had an affair because there’s no way such an angel came from that monster. Under his watch the stupid animal just dragged me all around even though I could’ve probably walked fine. I mean, I was a little disoriented and I occasionally blacked out but that doesn’t mean I had to be dragged around like a ragdoll. An’ I can’t think of anything but that when I see that dog shepherds constantly calling the cutest little boy to ever exist, and I don’t know how such a horrifying creature can be called that! Especially when the—when the cutest little boy to ever exist is me…”

Yonny gave him a minute to catch his breath after his marathon of run-on sentences before waiting to see if he had anything else to add. When he said nothing more, Yonny simply told him, “I’m certainly no psychiatrist, but it sounds like you may have some form of post traumatic stress—”

“Are you for real?” Dingo burst out. “Like, what those badass people have?”

“It’s much more complicated than that. It can cause horrible anxiety and stress. I’d recommend you see a psychiatrist for a proper—”

“Oh, that’s the best thing I’ve heard all week!” Dingo shook Yonny’s hand like he was receiving a medal instead of a referral to a psychiatrist. “Thank you. You know who’s gonna find that really cool? Shepherd.”

“I don’t think—”

Dingo was already gone.

“Captain!” Dingo shouted, running towards shepherd. “You’ll never guess what yonny just told me!” Before shepherd could get any words out, he kept talking. “Well, I don’t hate dogs cause I’m an asshole, I don’t like dogs cause I have trauma related to them!” He beamed proudly. Yes, this was his key to shepherds heart! Of course, a seasoned captain like herself would find such a thing to be cool. On cue, she wrapped her arms around him. Finally! This was it! True love’s kiss would happen aaaaany second now!

“I’m so sorry, dingo! I didn’t know!”

What

That ain’t right

“If I had known, I would’ve kept oatchi away from you. I’ll be sure to keep him away from you from now on.”

Huh

Where’s true love

“And I’ll tell captain olimar to make sure moss doesn’t bother you either, ok?”

WHERE THE HELL IS TRUE LOVE

“Thank you for telling me, alright?” She let go and patted him on the shoulder before walking off.

That wasn’t meant to happen

Wasn’t that supposed to be hot

Why did he get sympathy for that

He crumpled to the ground, sobbing. Yonny walked up next to him and said nothing.

“I thought that would work!” Dingo cried. “Everything was going just fine until she started, I dunno, caring about my emotions! She should be caring about how handsome I am.”

“I care,” Yonny said.

“…‘Bout what, euthanasia? You freak, why’re you still talking about that? That conversation ended so long ago man, just let me wallow in my own misery for a while.”

~~the end!!!,! I’m so tired~~~

[katabay]

earlier this year I started writing a comic about the siege perilous-grail quest situation after finally finishing the didot perceval, and it started circling around kay and perceval. kay as gatekeeper, taboo anxiety vs chivalry, and perceval not doing things "correctly," arthur's enduring affection for kay. that general area. also the horror of the grail quest itself.

this is comic is part of that narrative arc, so with THAT in mind: this is an abridged scene of a longer arc revolving around kay associating camelot with a cage, perceval's associations with jewelry and knighthood and the color red, and arthur's relationship with kay.

[some other scene context: perceval has injured his hand and can't participate in the tournaments, so he's craving some kind of fight. kay is disinterested in replying to this challenge, but he's not above reminding perceval of their first meeting. it's just mean enough in a weird-intimate kind of way that perceval's like, ok so we're doing the antagonistic version of court romance rituals. he picks up hunting because kay can't leave the castle.]

on the subtext of jewelry:

Clothes Make the Man: Parzival Dressed and Undressed, M.D. Amey

on the topic of kay, gatekeeping, and taboo anxiety:

Cei and the Arthurian Legend, Linda Gowans

the whole Red Knight/Perceval Shows Up In A Dead Man's Suit Of Armor transgression-situation (which kay references through red jewelry) mentioned is told in both de Troye's and Wolfram's Perceval narratives :)

anyway! to close out all this out: the transgressions. incredible! what is camelot but a bunch of transgressions stacked on top of each other tbh.

[peacockrulz]

An Well Made Excuse To Post My Specific Headcanons I've Had Since The Show Came Out

[ruporas]

lonely

[ID: A limited palette of green and pink, Vashwood comic. The first page serves as a prologue. The first panel shows Vash speaking to someone off screen while Wolfwood is lingering behind him. A black arrow is drawn pointing at him. In the second panel, Vash is buying donuts in the distance while Wolfwood is once again in view, lingering. and the black arrow is drawn pointing at him. In the third panel, Vash is leaving a cubicle and turning towards his right with a slightly peeved expression. He sees Wolfwood, leaning against the cubicle, waiting for him, and with the black arrow drawn, pointing at him, implicating the consistent hovering of Wolfwood’s presence during Vash’s everyday. At the bottom of the page, they’re drawn out of panel with Vash turning to Wolfwood and saying with an irritated expression, “You’re really following me everywhere, huh?” Wolfwood responds, “What, you got a problem?” Vash responds without hesitation, “Yeah, kinda...”

The second page starts with a new day. In the first panel, Vash is seen alone, weighing apples in his hands at a mart, with crowds passing behind him. In the second panel, he turns to his right and starts to say, “Hey, Wolfwood...” In the third panel, he’s startled from seeing a stranger, whom he’d accidentally called out to when he was expecting to see Wolfwood. He says, “Oh, you’re not him. Sorry!” In the fourth panel, the stranger walks off and Vash muses, “Right, he said he had something to do today...”

The third page begins with a close up of Vash's miffed expression, the continuation of Vash's thoughts, "Now that he's not here, this is just like how I used to be, but... It feels lonely somehow. Oh well, I'll see him again tonight, like always." In the second panel, it shows Vash walking through the marketplace crowd, alone. In the third panel, the door panel is a close up of the door opening with a peek of Vash's head. He says, "Wolfwood!" In the fourth panel, Vash is holding a bag of food with a bright smile and says, "Are you hungry? I got you something to eat today!"

The fourth page begins with a shot of the room, two beds being highlighted, one of them being made properly with the blanket draped over the bed and the other with the blanket folded and pillow sitting on top of it. There's no sign of Wolfwood. The second panel shows Vash with a disappointed look as he thinks, "He's still not here?" The third panel shows Vash putting the bag of food on the table. Stapled to the paper bag is the receipt with a written note "For Wolfwood." Vash's thoughts continue "He does like to stay out so, I guess there's no reason to worry..." The fourth panel shows Vash sitting his bed somberly with his thoughts continued, "It's not any of my business anyway..."

The fifth page starts with a close up his blank expression as he looks downwards, thinking, "Even if he left completely... That'd be understandable and better for him. I'll just travel alone again... like before... Huh?" The next panel shows Vash's composure break, tears welling up in his eyes suddenly, as he didn't expect to cry. He starts to sob, putting his hands to his face to quiet himself and wipe at his tears, as he says, "Ugh... Dammit... I miss h..." The last panel shows Vash leaning over into his hands, still crying, and in the back, the door swings wide open with a bam as Wolfwood walks through with the punisher swung behind him. He shouts, "SPIKEY! You in here?!"

The sixth page starts with Wolfwood confused, looking at Vash and Vash looks back, just as confused, with tears in his eyes and snot out of his nose. Wolfwood starts saying, "Ah? You..." No longer in panels, at the bottom of the page, Wolfwood takes the Punisher off of himself and starts to walk towards Vash, continuing with slight concern, "What's wrong with you? Did something happen?" Vash, hurriedly begins to wipe at his tears, denying immediately, "No! No, I'm fine! Nothing happened!"

The seventh page, Vash points towards the table, with a hand still wiping at his tears and he smiles as he says, "I uh got you food. On the table." Wolfwood looks towards to the table and responds, "Oh. I was getting hungry, thanks." He turns his head back to Vash immediately after with an uncertain expression, knowing the other wasn't responding to his concern, and says, "But, I know you're an idiot with this stuff, so I'm reminding you again. Don't brush it off if it's an issue, alright?"

The eight page, Vash's tears have dried and he looks to Wolfwood with a soft smile and responds, "Yeah. It's okay though..." A panel at the center shows a side view of Vash approaching Wolfwood. At the bottom of the page, with no panel, is a close up shot of Vash's hand, holding onto the edge of Wolfwood's jacket sleeve, as he says, "Because you're here now. Wolfwood."

The final page is a back shot of both of them standing next to each other, Wolfwood's head tilted slightly to the left, not fully believing Vash as he says, "That doesn't answer anything, Spikey." Vash responds, "There's no need to talk about it! You should enjoy your food. Let's have a drink too?" Wolfwood responds, "Tsk, tsk. Fine, yeah. I could use one." END ID]

[stil-lindigo]

seeing clearer

(sequel to another comic of mine, the calamity.)

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[yank-a-ton]

[sysig]

Recently had a silly Handplates dream where Papyrus was trying to snoop around Gaster and Alphys’ lab, but didn’t know who Alphys was and so was trying to pass it off as his own lab lol (Patreon)

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your drawings literally makes my day !! thank you so much <3 hope you have a great summer winter spring autumn - ❣️

Getting myself ready for the best Summerwinter Springautumn!

[soleminisanction]

Okay this misconception keeps coming across my dash and it drives me nuts because it means people are lumping two very different versions of the DC universe under one disparaging banner. So let me just say this to get it off my chest because I'm this close to shaking somebody:

The New 52 ended seven years ago in 2016.

That started a section of DC's history called "Rebirth" in which they started bringing elements of the pre-Flashpoint continuity back into the timeline. The first changes came in a big burst called Convergence -- which is how Jon Kent effectively manifested fully formed at 10 years old -- while other reintroductions like Kon-El, Bart Allen, Cass Cain, etc. were more gradual.

The original plan, being forced through by King of Bad Decisions Dan Didio, was that after ~4-5 Rebirth would give way to another full reboot known as 5G. I could go into detail about the plans but they're honestly not important to this post because Didio was (thankfully, finally) ousted from his role as publisher early in 2020, along with something like 80% of the higher-level editorial staff. DC had a complete creative turn-over at the start of the pandemic and completely changed directions as a result. The material being developed for 5G was retooled into the hypothetical future event "Future State" to buy the new staff time to pull together their new direction.

That new direction is called INFINITE FRONTIER. It started in 2021 and THAT is the era of DC comics we're in now. Infinite Frontier is an active push to bring back the pre-Flashpoint characters, as well as some pre-Crisis ideas and characters, while also keeping the few elements of the New 52 that people actually liked (like Jason Todd's more heroic characterization) and actively pursuing diversity initiatives both in creative staff and in creations. And outside of the big events, they're making a real effort to keep these comics short and self contained in the hopes that that'll make them more accessible. So it's actually really easy, if you read comics pre-Flashpoint and dropped off, to just pick up a series and go with the flow. Anything confusing is just a Google away.

Please, please don't make the mistake of thinking modern comics are as bad as the New 52 just because some people are butthurt their ship isn't getting canonized. There have been some really good comics made in the last few years that you should totally try! Spirit World, Monkey Prince and the entire We Are Legends line has been genuinely fantastic. The new Birds of Prey is shaping up to be a ton of fun. Dark Knights of Steel is an entertaining Elseworld. Urban Legends and Brave & the Bold have done some really fun things with shorter anthology books. One Minute War was a really fun Flash family event and everything Stargirl's done recently is liable to make you cry.

I'm begging people to give these comics a chance. It's just really sad to see them being dismissed out of hand.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

i cant stress how much joy i get from doodling magneto as A Dramatic Comic Book Villain i cannot even lie to you chat

[todayisafridaynight]

[comicalcarnival]

with TFCon toronto this coming weekend, I suppose I should post all the plushies I made for the event this time! This time I had MUCH more prep time, thankfully 😂

[sparkling12]

I'm curious, in general do we prefer Poison Ivy with Green Skin or Nah?

oh reblog for more responses please lol

[rcxdirectrix]

Star of the Show

Art Trade with @/ihatecarola in IG

[lavernius]

Quit feeling sorry for yourself.

(More snippets of my convoluted Locpez AUs. [Ex] Freelancer Locus who got paired with Lopez, a rogue smart AI recovered by PFL.)

[necrotic-nephilim]

What's so fun about BruJay as a ship is Jason's sheer obsessive devotion to Bruce. Jason is possessive over Bruce, to the point he doesn't care about the deaths of others so long as he has Bruce's attention. A part of the UTRH arc this isn't talked about enough is that Bludhaven fucking explodes mid-way and Jason won't let Bruce see if Dick is alive.

batman (1940) #650

A lot of discussion about UTRH paints Jason as this anger-driven cold, calculating machine up against Bruce when it's so clear that his love for Bruce is what drives him at his root, even if he won't acknowledge it. He says it himself, he would've done anything if it was Bruce who'd died instead of him and his anger is rooted in that possessive devotion not being reciprocated.

batman (194) #650

BruJay as a ship always to be, to some level, unrequited. Even if Bruce loves Jason back in that way, he'll never be that obsessed with Jason. Jason will always view Bruce's love for Dick or Tim to be a distraction, proof that Bruce isn't dedicated enough to him. Jason has the need to always have Bruce's attention, even when it could come at the cost of Bruce's other loved ones. Something something cannibalism as a metaphor for love in how Jason wants to consume Bruce's whole existence. He can't let Bruce leave him again, can't let Bruce love or grieve anyone else. Forcing Bruce to choose between Jason and the Joker isn't just about confronting Jason's killer, it's about confronting the other person who exists as this duality with Bruce and consumes so much of Bruce's life. That's the role Jason wants to fill, calling himself Red Hood and forcing Bruce to look at what he's become. But still loving Bruce and wanting more than anything for Bruce to reciprocate that love in the way that Jason understands. I just think it's good soup and rife with Dynamics that are underexplored with them.