#but it won't be any time soon

[tonguetiedraven]

Have you ever wrote something with protective big brother Mephisto? I never see enough! I definitely feel like he'd spoil and shower Rin in love and affection after he comes in his care, especially if Yukio is being an ass

Plus Rin is a prince.. and he has never got treated like one, I feel like Mephisto would try to make up for lost time. (Also Mephisto going damn near feral on Angel for stabbing Rin would be just amazing)

I am not good at writing Mephisto, but thankfully one of my fellow writers on the writer server @thebeingofeverything) stepped in with some recs for Mephy&Rin interactions (the descriptions are tboe's)

Cinder Cough, sfw, no TW, Amai/Rin ship. Deals with Rin reaching his sweet (demon) 16 and Mephisto throwing a ball for him as is tradition. Features great depiction of the many issues between Rin and Yukio and an increasingly more manic Mephisto trying to throw the perfect Debutante affair for Rin as Gehenna's prince deserves. https://archiveofourown.org/works/26568415

Discovering Oneself is a mentor!Mephisto & Rin fic, no ship or tw. It kills me there's only 1 ch for it bc it explores some great stuff about Mephisto being one of the few demons in the position to help Rin learn about what it means to be a demon while keeping them both in character. https://archiveofourown.org/works/20954579

Letterverse by @yukiokumura and @29rynoah also has a lot of great Mephisto and Rin moments if that's something you enjoy. Ship is BonRin, Mephisto/Shirou, Yukio/Renzou and the triggers are tagged :) https://archiveofourown.org/series/67566

[somegrumpynerd]

I like the idea that Cross realised Killer was touchstarved (he didn't have the words for it but he noticed how much Killer would settle down from it) and started giving him very small basic affection. Pat on the back, hand on the shoulder, maybe a quick friendly hug, all things he probably learned through royal guard training and thinks of as normal friend/coworker stuff.

But as they both got more comfortable in the routine of it, Killer started instigating touches and he was not shy about it (like not just leaning into Cross's side during movie night, he looks like he's trying to get into Cross's jacket with him)

And that this more intense affection made Cross realise he might also be just a little bit touchstarved

Bonus:

[demaparbat-hp]

Almost

[expelliarmus]

[opencommunion]

"Israel will inflict on Lebanon such dramatic damage that not only Lebanon and other Lebanese will rise up [against the Lebanese resistance], but the whole world will call for a stop and then we will insist on going on until Hezbollah steps back" lol fucking try us I dare you

[al-luviec]

day 2 - energy / life / green

[quill-n]

//knifecase, ii16 spoilers, suggestive humor

chat is this funny

[frozrowan]

[f1-stuff]

Las Vegas GP '23 // Logan "Happy Boy" Sargeant

[coeluvr]

Totally normal reactions to the rewritten prologue btw

[redrobinfr]

Brotherly bonding with dad - Bomb Edition

Tim nods with a frown at Bruce's... slightly clumsy code. For some reason, Steph had joined the Court, and apparently had already killed someone, Hal, if he was understanding correctly.

He watches as everyone agrees with his new plan, and as Altair joins him at his shoulder, prepares to follow. All he can hope is that the plan works, that Ra's doesn't wake, and that Altair has their backs, though that part is the least of his worries.

Tim goes ahead and removes his own bo staff from his waist, and returns JJ's gun to him, still loaded and on safety.

"Keep an eye on his wound, the adrenaline shot won't fix it, and the damage went deep, though major arteries were thankfully missed," He says to Cass, and then turns towards the door, ready to go.

No time like the present, after all.

@officialbruciewayne @alzhul (@babsggordon for comms)

[monstermoviedean]

season 15 is BAD bad. not even fun bad or so bad it's good. it's just fucking bad. and do not tell me it was because of covid

[kryptonbabe]

My ADHD experience with comics

I've recently realized it is harder for me to concentrate on comics than on regular books. I came to the conclusion that my mind drifts away way more often when I'm looking at details of the art or absorbing the information of the overall design choices (lettering, paneling etc) of the comics I read, also reflecting upon the content of course. That goes especially for mainstream comics with all the interconnected lore, characters, teams because then I'm constantly fighting the desire to search for everything on the page and I mean EVERYTHING

I was reading Green Lantern then I realized I didn't know the color of Hal Jordan's eyes. Search it. Ok, blue, I thought it was brown. Back to the comics, Green Arrow appears. What is the color of his eyes... Search it. Green. Fascinating, but wait, here says that sometimes it's blue? Ok, back to the comics. Look at this juxtaposing panels, so cool. So colorful. Wait I don't remember what happened in the last page. Hm, I wonder if Ollie's eyes are blue or green in that Arrow show? Search it. Repeat

It's endless, sometimes it's easier, sometimes harder. With a regular book it can also be hard, but with other books I can often detect sooner when I'm drifting and force myself to concentrate again. There are less elements on the page and the path feels more straight-forward, word after word after word, paragraph next paragraph. In comics I can get lost in the elements. And as a result I have a harder time remembering what I read after reading it, which can be so frustrating... I know, it does not help that I tend to read too many comics at once, although I do the same with books and it is still easier to follow and remember their stories afterwards

An interesting thing is that I'm a teacher, reading and studying are part of my routine, and I don't feel as lost reading text books (thankfully) as I get reading comics. Concentrating is always challenging (I do drift more while studying certain subjects than others), but it seems like comic books are the hardest, getting me overstimulated easily, and I do wonder if other people with ADHD feel the same

[laundrybiscuits]

Will’s looking at him with those tragic eyes, this kid who’s almost as tall as Eddie but seems centuries younger, infinitely more fragile and breakable. And shit, Eddie is not at all prepared to be some kind of queer mentor. He’s barely keeping his head above water with Robin, who doesn’t expect him to be anything other than a peer with a little more experience in his pocket; he’s a piss-poor option for baby Byers, who desperately needs some kindly gay Gandalf in his life. A role model with like, a long-term boyfriend and a city job and one of those yappy purse dogs.

But Eddie’s the only one here, and what else can he do? So he takes a deep breath and prepares to say something really wise and mentor-y. He doesn’t know what it is yet, but it’ll definitely be both appropriate and profound.

“I mean, it worked out for you, right?” says Will.

“Uh,” says Eddie, thrown completely off track. “What?”

“With—” Will flushes, but continues in a low voice. “You know. With Steve, and all.”

“What,” says Eddie again.

“I mean, sorry if that’s…I know you guys haven’t exactly been telling people, but…you know you can tell me, right?”

“Ahahaha,” says Eddie. “What.”

“I think it’s nice, how you guys managed to move past all the high school stuff and find each other. It’s like—a happy ending, right?”

“Right. I mean, wrong. I mean, whatever you think is going on, it’s not. Jesus christ, Will the Wise, there’s absolutely no way anything would ever be—where are you even getting this? We’re not—we’re not.”

“Sure.” Will rolls his eyes, and Eddie is reluctantly reminded that this kid can be a catty bitch too sometimes. “That’s why he was wearing your Black Sabbath shirt last Tuesday, and why you keep Springsteen in your glove compartment, and why his car is parked in your driveway almost every night. Dude, Dustin doesn’t even bother calling Loch Nora when he’s trying to find Steve now, he just goes straight to your place.”

Laid out like that, it’s a little damning.

“That’s—all out of context,” says Eddie weakly. “And—and Steve is straight, anyway. So. Check and mate, Byers.”

Will lets out an annoyed breath. “I’m sixteen, you know. You don’t have to—look, sorry if I’m pushing too much with this, but…don’t lie to me, okay? Friends don’t lie.”

Eddie’s heard the kids say that last thing every so often, like a mantra or some godawful affirmation. He huffs, shaking his hair out of his face.

“Y’know, that little catchphrase you’ve got isn’t the worst rule in the world, but it’s not the most nuanced, either. Ever heard of discretion, kid?”

“Right,” says Will. “Discretion.” He winks at Eddie, squinching the whole side of his face up like he’s never actually tried winking before, and Eddie is momentarily struck dumb with how terrible the effort is.

Just then, Dustin barrels in talking a mile a minute about some idea he needs Will for immediately, yes right now, Eddie’ll still be here afterwards, come on.

As Eddie watches them go, he awards himself one Gay Gandalf point for effort, and negative five million points for the trouble he can smell coming down the line.

(eta: I am a god damn liar. continuation here.)

[thinasadlme]

since it's the big man's birthday, have my first attempt at drawing Max done on my first attempt at using photoshop: considering the insane colors of this piece, it went... interestingly

[thatonecrookedsmile]

"There's nothing wrong with dreaming. Wishing for the impossible is just human nature. That's how I got started. Just a pencil and a dream. We all want everything without even having to lift a finger. They say you just have to believe. Belief can make you succeed. Belief can make you rich. Belief can make you powerful. Why with enough belief, you can even cheat death itself. Now that... is a beautiful, and positively silly thought." -Joey Drew.

[OPEN YOUR EYES]

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I mean, at the end of the day, he wasn't so wrong about that last part.

This one also took a little longer to finish. I wonder why /s.

I usually don't like drawings where I have to create a design for a character I've never drawn before. It ends up making me force myself to come up with ideas and sometimes I end up not liking the design anyway. At least this time? That didn't happen (thank goodness).

At first, I didn't know what to do for this prompt. What I originally conceived was a more "joke" drawing with Joey and Sammy, with Sammy literally drawing the line between him and Joey with a big pencil. No big deal, right? But then the phrase "end of the line" came to mind and then… this happened. Funny. A while back I had an idea for a drawing about Joey's afterlife. The idea was much simpler, from what I remember. And compared to what we have, quite different.

"Death" is what came for Joey, and it's what comes for everyone. What he faces is nothing less than what will determine his fate. It is the very Arbiter itself - the eye that sees all - who decides where souls whose lives are over will go. The heavenly gates in the great beyond? The burning flames in the darkest pit? The void of vast nothingness? Somewhere else beyond? Reveal your soul and the Arbiter will decide. I have a certain guess as to where Joey is going, but I'll leave that up in the air.

Maybe I thought just a little bit too much about a character that I probably won't draw in a long time,but i don't mind giving a little lore even to characters that i don't see using much in the future, you know.

(Also, since I used Joey's audio log from BATIM CH3 in the beginning, did you know that Dave Rivas (Joey's current VA) did his own reading of that audio? He's going to be a guest on the Indie Horror Talk Podcast, and the video they posted teasing Dave's appearance there has him reading this same audio log, only with his Joey voice. So now we have Joey's first audio log in the series voice acted by both his first VA (David Eddings) and his current one. I thought that was cool, you know. I found this out a while back and wanted to talk about it for a sec.)

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