#The Fist of Mars
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i could get so much stuff done were it not for my debilitating obsession with fictional characters
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I was planning on having the two next pages ready for tonight so I could keep my 2 pages every 2 weeks schedule but work has been chaotic so instead have an angry Luz. Pretend I just said it's her fault.
Hopefully I'll have the second page done this week-end! I'm halfway done but got a little bit ambitious
#pyrambles#the owl house#toh comic#Curses me and my love of weird angles (shakes fist at the clouds)#I don't think I'll do another full-color comic in a while though#it is sooo much work#I wish to never have to draw a single tree ever again#sorry all my comics will be indoors from now on#or on mars#lots of choices here#k see u like.... sunday... sunday should be fine#also I don't advertise that much but the page that's already done is on my ko-fi wink wink wink just saying
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thinking so hard about agent curt mega i sort of am losing my shit because he just cares so much. about saving the world. about other people. about being the saviour he thought he was always meant to be. about owen. and how throughout the show we see curt struggle so much trying reckon with all that feeling, that vulnerability, and ultimately that grief. and his humanity.
right from the moment the curtains part, and we meet curt, we are greeted by the the thing that defines most of curt's personhood---his cool, cocky persona as a spy. as a hero, in his eyes---throwing himself into the heat of action to defeat the bad guys, "overthrow" an evil power, "save the world again." he and owen handle bombs and murder men like its nothing, grinning as they fight guards and are pursued by enemy agents. they're the definition of confident, competent, strong. the best in the field. its the thing he takes most pride in, boasting about his success and skill, actively making things harder for himself and owen just for the fun of it. he presents himself entirely as this one dimensional character---the good guy. the one who gets things done, who saves the world, the brave, daring hero of this story that you trust to do the right thing.
and then owen falls. and in one, full swoop, that image---that thing that curt prides so much of himself on---is blown to bits. because owen falls, and its his fault, and seeing the body of his partner laying broken on the ground is too much for him to bear, so he runs. he isn't brave. he isn't selfless. in the one moment that it really, truly mattered, he could not save the man he loved. he could not do the right thing. he wasnt the person that he had so desperately tried to be. and i think that haunted him, afterwards---that moment of selfishness, that moment where he was a coward. he ran and left his partner behind to save his own skin, because he was afraid, and he didnt know what to do. because at the end of the day, he's not just a tool for his government or this flawless, incredible spy. he's human, and he made irredeemable mistakes, and theres nothing he can do to fix it.
so when he comes back to spying, when he gets that second chance to try again---he wants to escape his humanity entirely. he refuses to acknowledge his fear, refuses to let go of what is ultimately a hopeless mission, is cocky and brash and everything he thinks a spy needs to be. he can't let himself feel, can't let himself acknowledge his emotion, cant let him confront how much he cares, because thats what made him kill owen. he can't live with being anything other than that untouchable hero he has always tried to be. at his core, he wants, desperately, to be good. to be the man that the world looks up to, righteous and fearless and the protector you can rely on, the american hero---not the deeply flawed, deeply human gay man he is, who would be shunned and criminalized if anyone knew. he needs to be good, to mean something, so much that he cannot bear trying to be anyone else.
and so he tries, and tries, and tries. and it ends with a bullet in the brain of the man he loves, and a mission he was always doomed to never complete, and the failure of not being the person he never could've been in the first place. he cared. so much that it made him unravel.
#this is because of tnoy 3 i fear#shaking my fist in the air curse you smytherines#also likely incomprehensible because of that its the middle of the night i havent made any of this in a while#but if the Feelings keep tormenting me in this way more is definitely going to come#mars says stuff#spies are forever#curtwen#agent curt mega#owen carvour#tin can bros#tin can brothers#character analysis#?
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i wish i could be horny in a normal way and not think about getting beat up LMFAOOOOO
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Process of a Crüe drawing im working on, realized i made Vince and Mick look like they're gonna beat the shit out of you:
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#motley crue#mick mars#vince neil#mötley crüe#my art#art#my artwork#goddammit why did both of you HAVE to have your fists up in the reference photo
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I’m cackling PLEASE tell me about ‘this man is going to have problems!!!!!’
asdfkjdskjfjk okay so this is the working title for my The Martian fic that i wrote literally 95% - 99% of in january of 2022 and have STILL NOT FINISHED and it bothers me more than i'd like to admit that i cannot find the right way to end it. i wrote 7k words and then shrugged and said "okay well all i need is like 300 more words to conclude it!" and then got stuck there for over two years. and now i'm writing my thesis on mars, so mark watney has clearly gotten the last laugh here.
I'm not sure if you're familiar with The Martian, but here's some fun words from that fic regardless :D
I’m going to go back home. Back to a planet that isn’t actively trying to kill me at any given moment.
And just like that, all of the fight leaves me in an instant.
I feel so unbelievably naked, and that’s not just because I’m sitting on a cot wearing only my boxers. It’s like a switch has been flipped in my brain, and all I can think about is Earth.
Home.
“...ney. Dammit, Mark!”
Swallowing, I look up. Beck’s hand is on my shoulder and he’s closer to my face than he was just a second ago.
At least, what I assume was a second ago.
Who actually knows?
“Holy shit,” I mutter, looking at Beck. “I’m a fucking mess.”
There’s a quiet breath of relief when Beck realizes I’m speaking to him, but he still doesn’t pull his hand off of my shoulder. “Honestly Watney, I think that’s an understatement.”
#to date the only fic i've written in first person and only because the martian is written in first person#it feels SUPER weird to do that#...okay i guess my mash letters are technically also in first person but that doesn't feel the same to me even though it is#anyway mark watney i love u <3#and andy weir i want you to know you have unironically rewired my brain and i am willing to give half blame to you#for making me write my thesis about mars#[shakes fist]#in which vi thinks about writing#the martian
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hehe >:) just you wait
BLIGHT. BLIGHT OH GOD. OH GOD BLIGHT NO . NO BLIGHT. NO
#blight once again clocking in at the make mars cry factory to start another hard day at work making me cry#gazes out the window with clenched fists#mars blurbs
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Addition to the Working On Christmas side quest; I’m just sitting on a fully-edited chapter of Tharsis, MN because I wasn’t allowed to do anything interesting yesterday—in case there was a Legislative Emergency and I had to speed over to the Capitol—and I was in severe danger of just whipping through the last 500 pages of War and Peace. And now I can’t publish it until I have more reliable internet :(
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No cause how would Whitehorse react to seeing Mick like... absolutely hammered/high for the first time, cause you know damn well back then Mick had done a lot of drugs. (In the dirt Mick says when he was, I think late teens?, he would get high on trucker speed(meth) and drink slow gin and go into the woods till it wore off)
why hello anon… im going to be honest with you, i had no clue trucker speed was meth… this man admitted to doing meth and i never realized it. i thought that story was so funny but… omg mick, METH?!
(i mean this guy has a lot of crazy drug stories out there…cause what do you mean you went from meth to heavy painkillers (seconal) and almost died from that?!) i wonder if that’s why he’s the way he is…. ig the seventies really was a crazy time… anyways… i’ll work with what i got here! (also im exposing how little i know about drugs… lmaooo)
welcome back to a thrilling series, here’s the latest installment: mr. i don’t party partying his way to success (more like excess)
- granted… i don’t know what kind of drunk he was (you know; happy drunk, sad drunk… etc.) so i can’t be sure how he’d act while drunk.
- maybe whitehorse would only know he’s drunk if he’s being strangely affectionate towards them. the first time they witness his strange affection, they’re so perplexed. like… the evil little ginger guy they adopted from off the streets who refuses to even be pat on the back is now hugging them and telling them how much he loves them… no way is he sober.
- or, if he’s a sad drunk, maybe he’d start like crying a bit over nothing and he’s just slurring about something entirely incomprehensible and no one knows what’s going on until they get closer and find he smells like he just drank an entire bar under the table. i like to think they’d take turns trying to comfort this wasted little guy who can’t stop crying and mumbling about literally nothing.
- still, i think they’d be very amused by it all. like the most stoic and quiet guy in the band suddenly comes to life when you give him some jack daniel’s.
- he’d probably go out drinking with jack the most (they’re besties and all), so he’d be more acquainted with a wasted mick mars. still, sometimes he’s able to exceed all expectations and do something absolutely crazy. expect jack to blab about it once the band gets together for some rehearsal or whatever.
- i don’t think he drank that much while in whitehorse (broke) so it’s not often the band gets to see a truly hammered mick… but the special occasions that they do are almost cherished and they all have stories that they rehash once in a while.
- now… im pretty sure mick had cut down on doing drugs by the time he hit whitehorse (probably besides the 45 advil a day he was taking…) so i don’t necessarily think the band would have ever seen him high but… we can pretend that’s why these are headcanons
- headcanoning him as like a slight methhead is just kind of funny cause i can so see him just tweaking the fuck out during a band meeting and everyone’s like “what the fck are you on? why are you acting like that?”
- and he’s just going “man have you guys ever tried trucker speed? this shits really good!” and everyone’s so alarmed and dumbfounded. mick doesn’t really look like a bitch that does any drugs (he doesn’t look like he does anything tbh). they probably don’t even know where you can get trucker speed like… they think their guitarist is just on the streets searching every corner for it. im not saying everyone in whitehorse was like a straight laced guy but… i can’t even imagine mick doing that shit… let alone someone like harry clay!
- they’d also realize why mick seemed so spacey and weird and… they make amends with it. i don’t really think the band would see much of a problem with it. nobody in the seventies knew what they were taking and ingesting so they’d probably think it was like acid or something and just let him have fun with his drugs. most of them were probably high on pot themselves, so they’d probably not see anything wrong with it.
- if he were to do any drugs, i think he’d probably stick to quaaludes (pretty sure he did those in the eighties too)… i don’t know much about quaaludes either, so i guess i can’t say much about those either. either way, he’s just a bit spacey at times and that’s when the band notices and is just like “yep he’s high again.”
and…there we are! these were a bit harder to write cause im just having a hard time imagining what mick would be like drunk or high… like i know the stories out there (cough cough… japan…) but i just have a hard time figuring out what a drunk/high mick mars looks like. im sorry if these turned out a bit lacklustre because of that!!
#mötley crüe#mick mars#crüe headcanons#imagine being in the woods and seeing a little ginger freak tweaking out in the middle of nowhere amongst the trees#i would turn and run#everyone talks about the dirt (the book) being highly fabricated but…#why would anyone willingly admit to doing meth in a book??#no one can fabricate anything about micks life because it’s so unbelievable everything already sounds like a lie#this mf was doing FISTFULS of the stuff#anyways…wish i knew more about that drunken angel#can’t write drunk mick to save my life tbh#lily of the asks
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finally designed some pre-zariman clothes for Kaine that I don't immediately hate! :D also toddler kaine my beloved
#warframe#grineerios art#operator kaine#he's just a little guy#shaking my fist at the lack of civilian/mars lore
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Zone of the Enders: The Fist of Mars (Winkysoft / Konami - GBA - 2001)
#zone of the enders#GBA#Game Boy Advance#gif#the fist of mars#ZOE#zone of the enders: the fist of mars
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>remembers i have basic installed
>listens to ep:link - deathmatch chapter 8
>closes app
#*clenches fist*#the 'senpai'#the really quiet 'please'#his last selfish request!!! that wataru stays by eichi's side!!!#because wataru is the one who can reach him!!!#gets me every time wagh#chest tightens#tori himemiya#enstars#mar's midnight rambles
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#Zone of the Enders The Fist of Mars#Zone of the Enders#video games#gaming#video game polls#polls#tumblr polls#rpg
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cyl robin dropping when im busy today is so cruel. love my baby though he looks so dapper !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#FIRE EMBLEMMMMMMMM (slams fist on table)#ill never crawl out of awakening hell . chrobin pilled for the rest of my eternal life#youre probably thinking#mars ?!? youbplay feh still ?!?!?#and fhe answer is: no. but ill do anything for robin fire emblem#anyways EXCITEDDD I LOVE THAT LITTLE GUY#mars text
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Virgil, Aeneid
trans. Stanley Lombardo
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