#dw they’re alive

[grimmcheems]

⚠️‼️Blood Warning‼️⚠️

More of the Blonde Trio🗣️🌼🩸

I wanted to draw a mini comic on how things ended up like this and their story before UA & the aftermath. I have mini comics lined up on how the people closest to them felt and were left with memories of them that haunt them bc their classmates were the FIRST to turn their backs on them and they later regret that decision. Other than that this is my first “graphic” art and it was hard but I rly enjoyed making it.

I’m not sure exactly how gorey this may look, or the rules tumblr has for this type of art/content so I played it safe by having the content warning. Hopefully it has the drawing blurred for those who probably aren’t comfortable viewing it.

I’ve made previous posts about this AU and don’t want to spoil too much about it since I still plan on drawing more of it but Monoma, Aoyama, and Toga basically become martyrs after the quirk war (I believe that’s what they called it in the manga? When villains, mainly AFO and his followers, started a war against the heroes).

I did go a bit easy on the blood here😅👩🏽‍🦯I originally had more and there was darker reds but I decided to go in and rework it so it doesn’t look so brutal.

I’m still not over the fact that the fandom (at the time) turned on aoyama so quick after his reveal. Like leave my son alone😭🗣️

The society in mha is so ass, Toga and Aoyama were victims, and with the way they are structured around heroes/cater to them it’s no wonder everything went to shit so quick. But don’t listen to me bc I never finished the manga🤭🙄I dropped it after seeing the amount of hate my boy Aoyama was getting. Like be so fr.

[fluffylord]

Look how far I went, for fear of losing you.

[dandelionjack]

these are my alive sons gabriel chase and edward grove. their hobbies are getting haunted. their favourite pastime is a pervasive sense of malingering evil and they feed on temporal paradoxes

[ninja-go-to-therapy]

By the way Trolls is a fucking horror movie. These mfs are being HUNTED DOWN AND EATEN ALIVE. Like??? Eaten ALIVE bro we need to think about how truly disturbing that is 💀

[quietwingsinthesky]

even.

[musings-of-the-void]

Some things stay with you

Escape isn’t just about running away

A sapling that has something in the way of its growth

Grows anyway

The obstruction becomes part of the tree

Parents are like that sometimes

Hurtful words like debris

Carelessly thrown in a moment that grows into your being

Never to leave

You’re built like warmth wrapped around shattered glass

You hurt yourself so carefully to keep from hurting me

Sometimes I say just the wrong thing

And it moves you just wrong

And you break on the sharpness of your past

You can’t see the blood when someone’s hurt on the inside

(That’s where the blood’s supposed to be… right?)

I can’t see you

I want to, though

I see glimpses, every now and then

Every kind thing I try to do for you

Hurts the small child in you

Who was told too many times that they’re a burden

That loving them is work

And pain

That they aren’t worth what’s been done for them

I could say some very harsh words to the people who told you that

Who scalded it into your soul

Because they fumbled the privilege of being your parents

I’ll say this instead:

My dear friend

Loving you is so easy

And brings me so much joy

My life is fuller for having you in it

Helping you is so fulfilling

When my soul aches for you, I count myself blessed

To have someone with whom to share my pain

Our half-grown trees are right next to each other this short season

Root to root and branch to branch

Your hand in mine

My fingers in your veins

Connected

You were always more than they made you to be

[swordmaid]

post canon hag romance are travelling adventurers but I also like the idea that astarion keeps correspondence with his siblings and he’s very updated on what’s happening to the underdark vampires. astarion and shri’iia are on their own little quest to find a cure for the vampirism — or at the very least, find something that can either help to sate the hunger or help him walk under the sun (but a cure would be best). they do their heroic deeds and collect the favours, and when it’s time to cash in they’re always asking looking for something that can help alleviate some of the vampirism symptoms. and if they find something, and it works for astarion, they go off and send it to the underdark coven. I also like the idea of astarion visiting them too from time to time, except shri’iia doesn’t risk going down in the underdark anymore or else she might face lolth’s punishment, so she will send him instructions and advice on navigating through the underdark, what to look out for and what to avoid, then she’ll wait patiently for him to return up the surface again.

in his part knowing how homesick she sometimes get, he’ll bring her something from the underdark (like food or fungi or whatever funky thing he finds) and gifts it to her the moment he returns. I like the idea that he tends to look out for any underdark/drow items in the surface too, bc shri’iia is still very attached to her home even though she’s forced to leave it behind, and he buys her any items he finds (and bonus points if it’s jewellery of some kind) bc she knows she’ll appreciate it. I also like the idea that she teaches him how to speak in drowic too hehe, and a majority of the names she’ll call him are the very few drowic endearment terms with the main one being alurlssrin. anyway I like the idea of shri’iia still keeping in touch with her culture even though she’s divorced from it now, since one of the biggest change she experienced when she was dropped off in the surface was the fact that no one spoke her language until minthara came along, and she’s not fluent in common tongue either.

[thebunnyexpress]

The sillies

[j-esbian]

i keep finding Lore Discrepancies and i’m like. boy i hope they explain this one, but judging from the number of mistakes the game has already made, idk if they’re ever going to address it!

[lustlovehart]

Dang over 700, that’s impressive congrats!

If you still have requests open, maybe we can see/hear more about Sebek? I love the idea of him as a swamp monster tsundere dumping flowers on MH! Reader and find him fun~

Summary: Humans are pests. They’re the reason Malleus has fallen from grace, and why Lilia is no longer in his prime. He hates you, and everything your job stands for. He hates the way you’re not like them. He hates how you’re too kind. He wants to hate you, yet he can’t at all.

Warnings: Tiny bit of Tsundere Sebek, He thinks about 💀 you (he changes his mind dw guys!!), Mentions of his monster crimes, Little tiny hint of obsession, Implied human eating, Sebek sketch at end!

Your feet are dipped into the water, ripples cascading off where the limbs land, tranquil and cold, the shadows of the trees just further enriching the experience.

The one thing that isn’t relaxing about the water however, may as well be the guardian of the swamp, who’s practically breathing down your neck.

“Well human? Have you had your fill of this sacred marsh? I will not have you linger here longer than necessary! I only allowed you in to show the true essence of beings like us.”

Despite what leaves his mouth, you have a striking feeling that he won’t throw you out.

Because, that’s the fourth time he’s said that, and he’s yet to drag you out.

Through the close proximity, you place your palm on his face, softly pushing him away in your annoyance, yet like a magnet, he attracts himself right back to you, finding his place in the area to be right by your side.

“I’ve drowned many of your kind, don’t push me away so carelessly…!”

“Have you drowned me yet?” He stutters for a moment, racking his brain to find a suitable excuse as to why that is. He stops when you lean back on the grass, looking up at the sky as you lay down.

But to your dismay, he finds one.

“My liege wants you alive, so we must do what he wants.”

“You want the best for him right? What if the best for him is getting rid of me?” You’ve once again stopped any retort on his tongue, your eyes fluttering shut. Your feet continues to dangle in his waters, breath steadying as you let the sound of dew drops falling into the marsh invade your ears.

In your slumber, you don’t notice the way Sebeks scaley face is centimeters away from yours, trembling inhales. You’re right. Getting rid of humans is the best for his liege, for… all monsters really.

His clawed hand reaches up towards your throat, his nails scratching a line in your skin. Webbed fingers tremble, he could, he really could…

He could help everyone.

…

His hand falls, his forehead falling onto yours. His skin is rough, but he takes care in placing his head softly on yours to not wake you up. His palm follows in suit, laying itself on your throat, cold blood feeling the warmth of your mortal body.

And your heart. He remembers reading about human hearts, how they’re important to they’re bodily functions. Without it, you’d die. It’d be easier than killing you himself. He doesn't know which is better, for himself. He could take pride knowing he rid the world of one more wretched monster hunter, or he could rest in comfort knowing you passed in peace.

Sebek doesn’t notice the way the plants have emerged from the water, taking hold of your legs. There’s a particular branch that caresses your face in a certain manner, one completely inappropriate for a human. His mouth hangs up, immediately ripping the wood from your flesh. He throws the twig away, his head turning when your visibly stir at the motion.

He’s not well versed in human care. He's read about it, but obviously he’s never acted upon it! His hands fumble, if he’s correct, one of the quickest ways to knock a human out is to hit them really hard…! But… He doesn’t wanna do that—

Ah, you’re asleep again.

Sebek carefully lifts himself from your body, water dripping onto the grass from his hair. He slowly backs himself into the water, the only part visible being his head, before entirely disappearing into the murky water.

He realizes something in the comfort of his pond.

He… He wouldn’t need to kill you if you just… never left. Neither would you ever disturb the peace of any other beasts.

Under that water, he ties a knot, petals floating above the marsh at his bouquet. As well as a hand, that drops deep down. A coworker of yours. He’s unsure why you’re the only one he’s not too keen on consuming, yet he can so easily do it to those you know.

It doesn’t matter. They’re the same. Taste the same too.

…

You awake to a lonely sight, Sebek gone from the scene. Though, your chest feels heavier than usual. You look down, and an array of different plants and greenery fill your vision. It’s wrapped in flimsy wood bark, moss tying the piece together.

There’s a note hastily inscribed.

Human, leave soon.

Even without reading the message you know it’s Sebek. You assume it’s from his human hatred he writes such mean words.

In truth, that’s part of it. You’ll never know the other is him not wanting to see the corpses at the bottom of his home. Or maybe you will. Especially when you notice a shiny pendant gifted inside the flowers. Assuming it to be a sweet gesture from Sebek you smile at it. Such a happiness slowly fades when you feel a certain familiarity with the necklace.

… You feel like you’ve seen this before.

[puppetwoman17]

Okay so I love all of the cap identity reveal stories. Obviously. The anticipation of the reactions, the fact that someone they’ve known for so long, someone they’ve fought with and laughed with and cried with, is not even half their age…

But what if they NEVER found out? Cap’s identity, I mean.

I don’t mean life just continues on with Billy leading his separate lives. It’s more like(this next part is so fucking drastic lol) the league thinks cap is dead and suffer with the hole he left behind, only to somehow find out he’s alive, and to add fuel to the fire, he’s a young radio host in Fawcett.

The JL( and other heroes if you want) are fighting a being with incredibly powerful magic. I’m not good with the specifics, but it lines up with someone like Lady Blaze. The YJ team are acting as reconnaissance and backup. Everyone’s doing their part, including Cap.

But then something goes wrong. A miscalculation is all it takes for the fight to spin in the villain’s favor. Magic is a fickle thing. One wrong move, and sparks will fly with reckless abandon.

The fight is nearing an end, and it’s clear that almost all the heroes have been rendered useless. They’re either limping up to go again, or unconscious from the strain.

Everyone but Captain Marvel, that is.

To bring an end to the fight, Cap unleashes a powerful stream of magic, something no one has ever seen him pull off. It seems to zap everything out of him. The next thing you know he’s falling, his body slowly disintegrating. He makes it to the floor and smiles at the other heroes, all of whom are crying their hearts out as gold dust replaces him, for divine beings have no blood.

Billy, on the other hand, is fucking pissed. Apparently, Shazam created a failsafe in case something like this happens. He wakes up in the rock, unable to transform. His magic is still there, and with Solomon’s help he learns that his champion form will return after a couple years. For now, he needs to rest his reservoir.

Now, you’d think he would go tell the league, right?

But he’s not so little anymore, and he now knows that him being younger won’t be the only issue. Younger him was only worried about that little tidbit, but in truth, there was no guarantee they would let him stay if they knew he’d been lying so much. If he’d been able to keep his age a secret for so long, what else could he be hiding?

It’s not something he wants to do. The League, the YJ team, the Titans, they’ve all become like a family to him, despite almost all of them(barring the magic heroes) not knowing who he is. But he can’t risk being watched by parental hawks whenever he’s doing his champion work as Billy. He can’t risk them learning about his… circumstances. His crappy uncle, his annoying cousin, his(an oc I created for this post specifically but dw he’s not that important) crooked cop of a younger-older cousin. His living situation, his previous state of malnutrition, and all of his responsibilities. What a nightmare that would be, explaining all of that.

Also, he tries not to sound too cocky in his head, but he’s fairly sure at least a little less than half of the JL would kill for him. Or at least they’d beat someone to a pulp, which is still a pretty big deal.

So, he washes his hands of the JL and the sub teams and handles his champion work(bar fighting now cause his other body needs to regenerate) in his civilian form. It helps that the magic community, all sides of the spectrum, collectively decide not to tell the other heroes that their Champion is alive. They can get really annoying when it comes to their Boy Scout 🙄.

Plot, plot, plot happens. I’m thinking maybe Whiz gets an opportunity to interview JL members and they send their best reporter for the job. Or maybe something happens on the magic spectrum that brings them closer to Billy. Either way, the JL finds out Cap’s identity without Billy knowing and they are PISSED.

Billy has to deal with countless vigilantes, heroes, and teams lounging on his couch trying to goad him into revealing who he is. Either that r they follow him throughout Fawcett. Some people are angry with him, like Conner or either of the Roys. They try to make him angry. They want to see the real Cap, the real Billy(which is stupid cause of course cap isnt a fake persona but they’re too mad to realize).

Others feel betrayed, like Artemis and Wally(I refuse to acknowledge his death). Cap was a best man at the wedding and they really started to look to him as a sort of father figure. In fact, all the younger heroes love how he stood up for them and validated their feelings. To know that so much of their worries were being shouldered by someone who was years younger than them…

And the JL is worse off too. Their coworker, who they trusted and cared for, had been living alone since he was a child. Having to save for scraps until he finally got a home of his own.

The magic users are practically waiting for Billy to blow a fuse at everyone either fussing over him, attempting to make him mad, or following him whenever they felt the need. Mary’s laughing her ass off and Freddy’s smirking because now he can say “I told you so”. Shazam’s shaking his head because he told his damn protege that the champion doesn’t DO teams, but look where they are now.

Teth is honestly ecstatic. Comes to the next higher ups meeting and laughs in Billy’s face.

And Billy? Billy at least hopes he can make some money off of this: Okay but if I let you stay on my couch for the next three hours, that’s gonna cost you.

No no, I’ll let you follow me, but only if you do this one interview.

Maybe just stop trying to make me mad and just talk to me? Like I get you have issues but I already have a shit load of that so…

[reestallized]

Jst 2 guys who were kicked out to die in the wilderness (they’re still alive dw)

[fiber-optic-alligator]

(Not a request dw)

Re: Throat spikes

First of all? Ough.

Second, I can see a lot of bots having an aperture in their throats so that when they swallow their humans, and fall into recharge. They don't have to worry about their human venturing close to their teeth.

I mean, keeping such a precious, little treasure safely tucked away deep within themselves is one thing. But ensuring that they stay safe regardless of their terror is another.

Also, the throat teeth/spikes would be retractable. And would maaaaaaybe curve upwards, just to keep them from poking/scratching at any dear, little human looking for a way out.

Ouuuggggghhhhh... Just thinking about all of the lengths our mechs would go to just to ensure our safety. No matter how harshly we struggle in their firm, but loving grasp.

-Not a Request Anon

Ooooooough yes! I read a fic once where the bots can actually close their intake so their human can’t crawl out! I think the teeth idea is a lot cooler though. Obviously it’s an intimidating sight, and the only reason I can think of Cybertronians having this quality is either 1.) it helps breaks down solid Energon, 2.) if a bot needs to subsist on non-Energon substances (cough cough animals) so they can rip and tear, and 3.) they actually get it as a modification for the purpose of keeping their human within their tank while they’re recharging.

Obviously I like the idea of the teeth being natural to Cybertronians. But no matter how the teeth are there, they do the job of keeping the human down. I like the idea of them being retractable and also curved upward for the sake of their human’s safety. Maybe they’re also slightly flexible, so they kind of bend if they press against the human to avoid injuring them as much as possible. It’s just such a terrifying idea that these mechs have so many ways to keep us within them after eating us alive. But to the mech, it’s simply a safety precaution for keeping their little one safe :)

[quietwingsinthesky]

wildly liberating experience figuring out you can be the sweetest, most obedient person in the world to someone or the biggest cunt you can be, and it will not influence their eventual decision to kill you.

[ottosbigtop]

No because the episode where they finally open the door that you only open When You Are Alone really solidified something about Hilbert in my brain that makes me insane. He gets this whole monologue from Cutter’s recording about how, hey congrats, you fucked over your team! Good job! Please politely sit yourself on this chair and rot away in space at your earliest convenience ^_^ dw your awesome project notes will be saved and sent to us tho so that’s fine!

And Lovelace calls attention to the fact. They’re going to leave him to die in space while they (supposedly) carry on his work back on Earth. And ??? He doesnt ? Care ? As long as his work is still being carried out and supposedly making a difference, he doesn’t need to be attached to the final product. He can just die in space, no one ever knowing the lengths he went through while working on decima, project taken over by someone else entirely, and he’s fine with that.

Something about that disconnect, that lack of ego in a specific way just really. Does something. To me. Hes obviously got insane hangups about his work but whatever commitment he has to it goes beyond his own ego. He doesn’t need to be the one who reaps the rewards, who’s recognized for the changes he thinks decima might make.

“But my work would have made it back to earth. Everything I’ve done would… It would have made a difference. I find that perfectly equitable.”

Just something about the amount of dehumanization of Himself as well as the look into the fact that he is trying to do good, if in no one’s eyes but his own. As long as the virus is doing what he made it to do. Who cares what happens to him in the process. He just has to be alive long enough to get results. Kicking rocks. God i love this podcast.

[oddballsducks]

I’d Like to Wish a Happy 73rd Birthday to My Favorite Fanfic Writer, Don Rosa

Little personal rambling: I watched on video on YouTube where Don did a tour of his studio in his house, and something about the way he made jokes and his sense of humor reminded me of my Grandpa (He’s still alive dw)

That makes sense, they’re literally the same age—my grandpa’s only eight months older than Don. They’re both white guys who grew up somewhere in the American Midwest at the same time, they were raised in very similar cultures, it isn’t hard to imagine why they’d have some traits in common

They even have some shared interests—my Grandpa’s always loved the Old Wild West and cowboys. When I was little, he told me how Jesse James had hidden gold in our area, and we’d fantasize about going on a treasure hunt for it. Sounds very much like Rosa’s stories

Since Don’s work has connected the Old West to my special interest, it’s made me want to listen to my Grandpa infodump about cowboys. I love my grandpa, but I have a hard time talking with my grandparents because I don’t know where to begin a conversation.

This man has given me something to connect with my Grandpa over, and for that, Don Rosa, thank you