#a stern look

[thatweirddolldude]

You know what makes me so mad about the Elias statement in tma?

Why is Jon saying Elias' lines? Why is Elias saying Jonah's lines?

Jon is getting a statement from Elias Bouchard- not from Jonah Magnus. He's reaching into Elias' fear- he's feeding off of him. It's a direct power switch if you don't overthink Jonah's body snatching.

Jon should be saying what Jonah said, because he's eating Elias' fear.

[6-and-7]

Creeptober 14 - Probing Look Judgement/MAG 193 - A Stern Look

"He recognises those eyes. He’s seen them all his life, watching him, judging him, cutting through him so no part of him was secret or safe. They peel away the armour, his carefree smile and practiced shrugs. They are the eyes of his father, and they stare at Elias over an old mahogany desk, sat in the face of a man who said his name was James Wright. His interviewer smiles with his mouth, but the eyes are the same."

"So tell me, Elias. What are you afraid of?"

[themagnustournament]

Round Two Part Six - Match 47

Flesh!!! Jared’s here!! And Jon’s rib! And his other rib!! I think if they’re outside his body the ribs count as their own characters. Possibly the least intelligible episode (I had to personally perform this episode for my family so they could begin to comprehend what was happening), Flesh is against A Stern Look, coming in with 170 votes.

MAG 131 - Flesh | Spotify - Acast - YT | Wiki | Transcript

Statement of Jared Hopworth, the Boneturner, regarding his association with The Flesh and recent activities.

MAG 193 - A Stern Look | Spotify - Acast - YT | Wiki | Transcript

An examination of Elias Bouchard. Recorded by The Archivist in Situ.

[fractal-voidling]

MAG193 - ########-33 │ A Stern Look

poor Elias

and I mean Elias Elias, not Jonah Magnus

Jonah Magnus can suck my ass

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

while we wait.

may i offer you all a pubby?? lil bby barns?

[athousandyearstime]

You foul fiend! In league with the forces of darkness!

GOOD OMENS 1.04 ✧ Saturday Morning Funtime

[pocketgalaxies]

Do you want to hold a hand, Laudna? Uh, I'll be al–maybe. Maybe.

[stardayzzing]

[Apollo]

Not insanely neat (Im so serious I just hate clean lineart/anatomy at this rate) but yall haven't seen Apollo fully grown in my design so here he is!!

He does grow into the solar flare-ish wisps (that Helios also has!) Because you see in the old piece that he doesn't have any, just curls!!

There's some other easter eggs but I'll let yall find them (or not)

[soulspark]

die sterne

[butdaddyilovehimmm]

SUITS 1.02

The "Look at me" scene in all its glory.

[rainbow-sunshine-unicorn]

Francesca saw John struggling with Anthony and immediately decided that his second try will be when Anthony is on easy mode (aka with Kate next to him)

[oliveo-il]

He’s on thin ice folks

[holmsister]

Just these two panels for my own personal viewing pleasure

[themagnustournament]

Round One Part Six - Match 53

Oh, pre-Jonah Elias. You were a rich asshole stoner.

MAG 193 - A Stern Look | Spotify - Acast - YT | Wiki | Transcript

An examination of Elias Bouchard. Recorded by The Archivist in Situ.

MAG 050 - Foundations | Spotify - Acast - YT | Wiki | Transcript

Statement of Sampson Kempthorne, regarding the workhouse architecture of George Gilbert Scott.

[theorahsart]

I was kindly invited by @pigeon-on-saint-orange and @moonolivia to make a little Robespierre art for an event they're running on Lofter for his birthday. So, I made a *very corny* comic. Happy Birthday Maximilien Robespierre! Many of your dreams and ideas live on in modern day~

[radiance1]

Linked to this post about Billy, Danny, and Vlad meeting in a dream. Tagging @puppetmaster13u because I think they'd like this!

The world was being invaded, taking the chance that some of the core members of the Justice League were away off-world to take the world when it was down on its defenses.

Billy is fighting and saving as many people as he could along with the rest of the heroes presents, they just had to hold out for reinforcements, which is the last few members of the League off world to rejoin their ranks. Billy may have the magic of gods on his side, but he is severely outnumbered and, being one of the powerhouses, has been targeted consistently over and over and barely given any time to actually rest.

So, there he is, battered, bruised, and overall exhausted but still putting up a decent fight. He tries to lead them away from basically everyone else, attacking as he flew away to a secluded enough area but there's just too many to actually do any notable damage.

So, he pulls out one, final, Shazam.

It works. But it also doesn't.

Whatever damage that lightning did, more just flowed in to replace them and Billy knew that even if he fired off another one, the result would be the same.

This is where he will die.

And he accepted that.

He didn't, but what else was he supposed to do?

So, he screwed his eyes shut and hoped that being ripped apart wouldn't be too painful.

Only, nothing happened for a moment. Then another. And another. Until he finally opened his eyes to see the enemies stopped still in their tracks and, for some reason, everything seemed darker somehow.

They looked up in fear and apprehension, so Billy looked up too.

Something had risen from his shadow.

A being of never-ending black that towered over them, its head tilted at an angle that made Billy cringe with eyes that seemed to see through and at them all at once. Then, it lit up with red, and Billy, the closest to it, could suddenly see the stars upon stars inside of its body.

Like a Christmas tree. Billy thought, chuckling at his own joke. If he was going to die anyways, might as well have a bit of fun, right?

One of the invaders tried to make a dash and grab for him.

Then, the overwhelming sound of silence deafened him. Billy didn't even know that was a thing that could happen but as soon it screamed? Roared? Whatever it did, every other sound just... ceased to exist.

A tendril of darkness wrapped around him, and Billy accepted his fate.

Nothing happened.

Instead, the ones who tried to kill him were killed without mercy. Tendrils of darker yet darker lit up with red and containing stars that looked so much like too many eyes crushed, slashed, stabbed, consumed the waves upon waves of enemies that Billy struggled against from pure number alone.

It was swift, it was deadly, it was even brutally efficient but above all.

It was confusing.

This... being. Whatever it was, wasn't doing anything to him, the red glow it gave off just faded, leaving back the true darkness that was its body and shutting off the stars. It slowly, ever so slowly, shrunk itself down from its towering height, as if wary of another attack coming from somewhere.

Not for itself, but for him.

For Billy.

He didn't know how he could tell that, but somehow, he just did?

It was looking at him, curiously? He thinks? And with the adrenaline fading from his system, being replaced by confusion, it finally sets in just how tired he was. With a yawn forcing itself from his lips and his eyes trying to close on their own when his body apparently decided it was safe enough to just rest.

Before his mind jumpstarted itself as he suddenly remembered that they were in the middle of an invasion, and he need to leave. He tried too, at the very least, but another tendril, and another one, wrapped around him as soon as he tried.

He struggled to get himself out, but nothing he tried worked. He barely had the strength for another Shazam, but he was prepared to try-

A tendril wrapped itself around his mouth.

Well.

That was unfortunate.

Then, the world turned dark.

---

He was dreaming, again. Or at least he thinks he was. Usually, he wasn't aware of it most of the time, but this was also one of those weird dreams he's been having for a while.

There was no ground, there was no sky. There was only the vibrant colors of space with the 'ground' being rolling clouds of all sorts of colors that twinkled with stars and the 'sky' was just an endless expanse filled with constellations.

"Billy." A voice echoed his name, and Billy turned around to face a familiar sight he's always seen inside of his dreams. A large, large merman with scales and flowing hair akin to that of a galaxy that glimmered with stars and a large golden mask floating above his head stared down at him. Eyes filled with both concern and a overwhelming relief. "I'm so glad you're safe."

"Um, hey Danny!" Billy greeted, awkwardly waving at the large celestial being that has been occupying his dreams as of late. For some reason, he was a bit embarrassed? He really hopes he didn't see how he was getting jumped actually. "Yea I'm-I'm fine!" He struck a familiar pose that he always did as Shazam and flashed his signature smile as while.

Danny was, unfortunately, not amused.

"Child, you need to rest." Danny said, more like thought because his mouth wasn't moving at all. "You're exhausted, stay here and rest."

"But they need help!" Billy countered, dropping his pose to cross his arms and, well, scowl. He tried to imitate one of Batman's glares, when the celestial above him looked unimpressed he could tell he most likely failed.

"And help they shall receive." Danny inclined his head in a direction, clouds parting to reveal an inky blackness that had something instinctual in Billy's body shy away from it. He glanced down at his feet warily. He didn't even know that was there! "Vlad." Danny called out, and red eyes peered out from the void, before the familiar, towering body of complete and utter darkness rose from the pool of, well, emptiness. It looked at Danny curiously and, yep, Billy was still cringing from the way it angled its neck.

"A piece of him there," Danny said as Vlad shifted around him, wrapping its body around Danny's before resting its head on his shoulder and looking down at Billy too. "Unfortunately, I cannot help you, it is too far for me to make it there myself. But Vlad was able to send a piece of himself to help you and I believe that is more than enough to turn the tides in your favor."

Billy shrunk into himself as Danny's gaze turned into a stern glare, not too dissimilar to the way he's seen parents scolding their children and, what made it even worse, Vlad looked at him and mimicked him! How was he supposed to defend himself against that!?

"So rest." Danny's voice was stern, and he thinks Vlad chimed in as well, if these random feelings basically telling him the same thing were anything to go by. Billy still didn't know how he could tell that. Billy could fight against this; he could say no and try to wake himself up to back out there and help people, but looking at the stern, parental glares he's on the opposite end of he just huffed. "Fine."

---

When Billy woke up, everything seemed okay, thankfully. The sky wasn't filled with fleets anymore, so that was a plus. He was in the aftermath of a battle, corpses strewn about along with rubble and pieces of shattered armor.

Billy blinked.

'Vlad' was wrapped around him, in a protective sort of way he thinks, and Billy let the thought 'Okay, this is actually pretty comfortable' run across his mind. He was still pretty tired, actually, and-

Oh hey, he actually still had his communicator? He thought that fell off or was destroyed the lightning.

Billy turned it. He cringed a bit at the way it flashed with static, before letting out a small sigh of relief when it cleared up. He looked over the messages from -apparently the last few hours (and wasn't that crazy?)- the time he was asleep and slumped against Vlad's form seeing that, yes, nothing bad happened and everyone else was safe.

I'm alive! Was the first message he sent before he yawned and rubbed at his eyes. Instantly, messages exploded and caused a series of dings on his communicator, all of which were asking where he was, if he was okay, and if he knew what that creature that suddenly joined their battle was.

A friend! Was what he typed, muting his communicator while shutting it off. Did that answer anything? Nope! Did Billy feel like clearing that up right now? Also no!

That is a future Billy's problem! Present Billy is going to go back to sleep!