#WOKE BOY WONDERS

[jacobthewilliam]

[FORGET IT!] Old School Hip Hop Boom Bap Beat - by WOKE BOY WONDERS   Hip-Hop's savior/superhero Woke Boy Wonders is saving the genre from itself by challenging whack ass rappers who all sound the same and those who have once again fallen victim to same brand with 1000's of other rappers...He asks, who out there dares to be different? Unique? And willing stand apart as a stylistic breath of fresh air?? Raise your hand! fond.ee/WOKE-BOY-WONDERS #toallyourappers #challlengeyourself #growyourskills #raiseyourhand #standup #voetobedifferent #newbrand #savinghiphop #superherohiphop #believeinyourself #talerisks #rewardyourself #statusquo #wokeboywonders #jacobthewilliam #PDX #pdxproducer 

[dangans-ur-ronpas]

was suddenly possessed to draw this future foundation togiri from my post

(shoutout @to-nae-giri for their character style exploration sketches which really inspired how i drew these two lol)

meanwhile, makoto:

[isawthismeme]

[lafilleestmorte]

the thing is, toey never initiates emotional intimacy with q. he'll wonder for a year what kind of music q listens to but never even think to directly ask. he'll bug q about all sorts of tips to make his art better without revealing why he chose to pursue art at all. he'll collapse onto q's lap when he is drunk and extremely tired but won't ask to sleep next to him or even try to come up with an excuse to when he's sober. he doesn't actually ask q to come with him to the park - he asks peem and then peem asks q. toey will nag q with his tone or with his teasing or with his eyes? but never ask for what he actually wants

but even when q (or peem, or tan) takes initiative to make their intimacy possible, toey just seems happy and content to be held as close or as far as q is willing to have him.

If q came all this way to teach toey how to shade, if q is worried about toey being in the studio alone at night, if q (maybe) wants to learn how to skateboard, if q is worried about toey getting kicked off of the bed by peem, toey interprets it as exactly that and nothing more

[toelessbastard]

Miss these goobers for one week AND HE GOT BOYFRIEND MERCH..........dedication dude

[waiting4kraven]

Why is he so precious???? His smile is everything.

[ashipiko]

so how’s that new misumi card a3! nation

[shmokeymoe]

This is silly because it’s such a nothing issue

But I hope I’m relevant enough in this fandom

[muffingnf]

one whole year since this :’)

[haec-an]

haechan 231011

[eti-mun]

I had really vivid dreams

[reikunrei]

damn. had a dream last night that i just. got top surgery. and now i have to be awake with tits?? unfair :(

[isawthismeme]

[h-didanart]

…. Oh boy

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Story: half au/half original- CtB-Swap variation

Characters: True Main Character (Facade), King Zodiac

Seriousness: eh

Canonicity: probably canon

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“No”

Zodiac tilted his head, blinking repeatedly at the other’s answer.

“W-what was that?”

“Nope,” the infected one shrugged, “not interested in any a’ that”

Zodiac watched as the other turned and started moving away.

“What do you mean no?!” The monarch scrambled to catch up.

“‘T means no, I won’t help with that problem o’ yours,” the man lowered himself to pick up a couple of baskets, “chances are it might be for the better”

“For the better?!” Zodiac scoffed, “The capital is overrun by those cretins by now! They’ve rigged spells all over the city! We need the help!”

He watched as the other rolled his eye, chuckling in annoyance, “Well good for ‘em! Ain’t magical proficiency one of ya guys’ core values anyways?”

Zodiac huffed, “not used like that no”

The other sighed, extra claws pushing past the king and lifting him away, “‘least y’ admit that, I’ll give ya that”

Zodiac ran after the stubborn idiot.

“You have to understand this is a serious matter, you are by far the most stable infected I’ve ever seen, your magical prowess would allow us to get the palace back”

The other harshly set the baskets down on a table, taking a deep breath before turning to face the king once again.

“I don’t think ya get how little I care ‘bout that, nor how fuckin’ insulting what ya just said to me is,” he chuckled for some odd reason, “I’m over here, doin’ my thing, helpin’ those who have no other help, and you think ya can just waltz right in an’ get me to help ya?!”

He laughed loudly at that.

“Do ya even know my name?!”

Zodiac stared at the other.

As a matter of fact, they did not.

The other sighed after his fit of laughter, a hand rubbing between his eyes.

“Look, ya’ve got your soldiers an’ your buddies, I’m sure people ‘round the coast’ll be more than happy t’ house the Crown,” he moved away from the king, “so go sort your own shit out, an’ leave me alone”

And before Zodiac could protest, the other fell down a pocket portal, teleporting somewhere else.

The king just stood there for a few minutes, wondering how something like this could ever happen.

Nearly all your life you lived on the streets. People ignored you at best and reviled you at worst. Then you got superpowers and those same people begin to lecture you about “altruism,” “duty,” and “responsibility.”

[is-not-a-bell]

Sleepy King

The Justice League Dark caught wind of a cult trying to summon the Ghost King. A being with power so terrible and great, that all of the chaotic Infinite Realms feared him. A true tyrant. Long ago it took the effort of ghosts equal to gods to seal him away into a permeant slumber.

And now this cult wishes to wake him and bring him to the living realm. It was a race against the clock to find the ritual site and all members were called on board, magic or not. Even Constantine looked stressed.

They did find the site.

But it was too late, the ritual was completed. The entire inner circle of runes glowed before being swallowed in a column of green light. The air filled with static and a ringing that made Supergirl crumble to the ground.

The light dissipated, but there was no great figure or being of pure evil. Instead there was a boy, a teenager. He laid on the ground curled up in his sleep. He was a ghost no doubt, dressed in regal clothing.

Despite this when he stirred, everyone froze. It seemed the cold hard ground woke him up. He got up slowly and yawned, revealing his sharp fangs. Once sat up he opened his bleary eyes to look around. He looked confused and tired, really tired.

"Where am I?" He mumbled. "I was trying to get some sleep." Constantine internally screaming, latches onto that last sentence. He glances over to Batman. He caught that last part too. Batman approaches calmly and crouches down in front of the boy king. Hardening his resolve, Batman takes on a gentle tone.

"Hey kiddo, sorry we woke you. Lets get you back to bed yeah?" The boy nodded in agreement. He pulled himself to his feet before looking around in a circle. "Where did my blanket go?" He asked rather sadly. Batman is quick to shed his own cape and drape it over him. "You can borrow my cape until we get you a new one." He nodded again, pulling the black fabric around himself.

John quickly summoned a portal door, while Batman led the King through it. John threw looks around at everyone. Everyone could tell he was mouthing the words. 'Find me a fucking blanket now'

Running on the logic of getting the king away from Earth, away from graves and the undead, that could give him power. The portal led to the Watch Tower.

Batman took advantage of the King's bleary state to send a base wide alert for all noncritical members to evacuate immediately. With a priority that death adjacent members leave first. "The stars are pretty." Bruce looked at the boy staring out the window in wonder. He almost looked like a normal kid, almost.

"Yeah they are, it's pretty late so we should get you back to bed." He nodded, going along with Batman's gentle coaxing.

He takes the boy to an unused bedroom. Making sure the room isn't dusty and that lights are dimmed. He glances back to see about a dozen different leaguers all holding blankets, one thought to bring extra pillows. The bed was pretty barren with only a single pillow and a thin bedsheet. So Bruce took a thick duvet, one of the fluffier blankets and a second pillow from his team before shooing them away.

The boy ended up keeping his cape, mumbling how it was warm. He tucked the boy in, before quietly exiting the room and turning off the light. He was pretty sure the King fell back to sleep before he even reached the light switch.

After the door shut, he made direct eye contact with John. "Constantine." They needed to figure out what the hell was going on.

[hypodermicfroggy]

Coincidentally that last post is why I ended up leaving both City of Heroes servers I was originally in, a lot of those people were just utterly nightmarish comic book fans and people with authority complexes.