#Steepe

[dire-vulture]

*puts goggles on a coatl* *puts goggles on a coatl* *puts goggles on a coatl* *puts goggles on a

[an-na-ko]

Saw it was make a terrible comic day today (June 24 2025) so meet my cats

[newttxt]

crisis of disbelief

[cathnes]

She

[omercifulheaves]

police to formally adopt ED-209.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Singing Cultivators [video]

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[yeyinde]

the morally questionable relationship between John Price and the darling little starlet he picks up off of the street during the golden age of Hollywood would be such a treat.

because producer!John Price is known as the best of the best in Hollywood. He has an eye for talent, they say, and a keen ability for spotting the diamonds amongst the rubble.

And of all the stars in the world, he sets his sights on you. Pretty little thing. Bright and blinding—Betelgeuse glimmering on the precipice of a supernova. All you need is a little push. A backer. A chance. And he gives it to you. Ushers you into stardom with a crooked grin around the butt of a cigar and a wicked gleam in his eyes that you—in all your artless, sheltered naivete—chalk up to pride.

The problem with sweet little darlings like you is that they all sing the same song. Yearn for the same thing. And it's so easy to mistake his interest as fatherly when the name on your birth certificate reads John Doe. And when he tells you his name is John Price, well—

It's fate, isn't it?

He told you he's been married once but had no children, and the longing in his eyes must be for the family he's never got a chance to have. So, you promise to give it to him.

Problem is: the devil lives in Hollywood and drinks his whiskey neat. You told him you'd be his family, giving him the one that left him behind. Signed your soul to blue eyes for the big screen.

Not that you'd know this, of course. To you, John is a sad widower with a heart of gold. Your overprotective bear who snarls at the directors and actors who get a little too handsy with you on set. His darling little star.

It's easy to wave everyone off when they express concern about these blurring lines between employee and employer. Boss and—

Father figure.

They just don't know him like you do.

And how funny, you tell him one evening with a wry twist to your lips, eyes swimming with sheltered mischief. They thought we were lovers, Mr Price. Isn't that just the damnedest thing?

This little quip has the opposite effect, and if only you looked a little bit closer at the gleam in his eye, the clench in his jaw, you might have seen the storm gathering on the horizon before it hit. Instead of laughing with you at the director's gall, this hilarious joke, John feels you slipping through his fingers just a little bit more. And that simply won't do.

You want a father figure? Then fine. That's what he'll be. Convenient, of course, because he's been thinking about fatherhood a lot lately, too. It's only natural that he decides to cash in on that promise you made all those years ago to make him a proud dad.

[pooptoucher4000]

billford for dinner again

[is-this-even-relatable]

DC PROMPT #2:

When Captain Marvel gets hit in a fight that was a little too magical in origins for everyone’s comfort, he turns back into Billy Batson, scrawny homeless kid (actually a teen now, thank you very much), a clear difference from his healthy, strong adult form.

Billy knows that he is fine, he just needs to rest a bit and he’ll be back to being Cap. He is freaking out for a second about getting his cover blown. That is, until-

the rest of the Justice League, who on the other hand do NOT know that he is fine-

think that one of their founding and most senior members, their heavy hitter magical expert dude, is suddenly de-aged due to an attack of unknown origins.

Billy just decides to go along with it.

———

Billy, dragging himself out of the rubble of a building: “Aw shit.”

Wonder Woman, flying over after tying up the bad guy of the day: “Oh Zeus! Captain Marvel, are you still yourself? Do you feel alright?”

Billy: “Uh—”

Flash, dashing over: “What’s going on, what was that bright light— HOLY SHIT IS THAT CAP?!?”

Billy: “Ye—”

Batman from the Watchtower: “Wonder Woman, please report.”

WW: “It seems that Captain Marvel was hit by some sort of magical attack.”

Billy: “Well—”

Batman: “Is he compromised?”

Flash: “BATS HE’S A CHILD?!”

WW, sighing: “Yes, as Flash put it, he has been turned into a child.”

Batman:

Batman: “Bring him back to the watchtower and we’ll see if we can fix this.

Billy: “Shit, aiight I guess”

[waxsuyaaa]

okay haha. nice!!!!!!!!

go look at my headcanons

[summerwages]

you can't get there from here...

[melioristicbeast]

In the interest of giving my hand a break, here's something a little less refined - I really just wanted to draw Erica in this top of mine but i couldn't not add her boys. the terrible trio of my heart.

First time drawing all 3 of them, looking forward to capturing them better in the future 🫰

[pangeen]

" Fearless! " // © Diego Poncelet Sanchez-Cuenca

[chowadoe]

having visions of role reversal au Shadow (created as a Weapon against humanity) who was eventually raised, and exploited, by G.U.N to become Humanity's ultimate weapon and Sonic, found by Robotnik

[sea-buns]

I am so not ready to find out what happened to Comfrey. Cuz that radio signal from ep 1 makes me lean p heavily into the idea that she's dead. And it's like okay but if she's even half the crazy old bastard Daisuke is, which it sure as hell seems she's that and more, she's probably alive

But Daisuke's devotion to finding her? How badly he misses her? How distraught he feels when he isn't able to contribute in the search for her?

If I've gotta watch this man discover that the love of his life died in the fight for Zood before they even got there?? OUGHK BOY HOWDY I'M NOT READY