#fully Man

[kaijuparfait]

welcome back Venom, I have missed your deep voice and silly ways

and welcome back Eddie Brock, always.... slightly damp...

[braisedhoney]

two glorious anniversaries in a month. you go king.

[ashrayus]

rough night

[raptorrobot]

...like antennas to heaven

link to the full image

[ibahibut]

🐦‍⬛: I'm fine..

💀: Stay still

[greykolla-art]

Let’s me just dump these sketches over here.

I’ve been thinking so much about Alastor’s character and motivations I’m so in love!

He gives me: “I’m so terrified of feeling weak or vulnerable that I’ll do anything to never feel that.”

Deer boy, you realise sir Pentious is braver than you???

[sevenriddles]

insane amount of time rendering harrier boob. i gotta go outside for a moment.

[jedi-starbird]

'Desert hermit Ben Kenobi develops a reputation as a crazy wizard because he keeps talking to thin air.'

No. This is Tatooine, talking to yourself is hardly the weirdest thing they've seen. Ben Kenobi, however, keeps having full on fucking screaming rows with thin air and seemingly gets replies back, which is decidedly a step up.

(They've managed to piece together that a major point of contention is the acquisition and raising of a child? Clearly Ben is a wizard that had a bitter divorce with a desert spirit and is working through a custody dispute)

[jackietaylorsghost]

SEVERANCE: 101. Good News About Hell ➙ 102. Half Loop ➙ 108. What's for Dinner? ➙ 204. Woe's Hollow

[tiger-grace]

the progression of dick and jasons relationship over the years is honestly probably pretty consistent

Robin!Jason: would you love me if I was a worm :(

Dick, with much disdain: …is this a hypothetical or like. an upcoming scenario

Red Hood!Jason: would you love me if I killed a guy :(

Dick: is this a hypothetical or do you mean like. within the last 24 hours

[mumblesplash]

(teaching my art class)

me: and what’s the number one rule when designing characters with wings? …well?

a handful of students, sighing reluctantly: no good fa-

me (interrupting them): NO good-faith attempts at realism, EVER. you want all the bird dweebs and physicists jumping ship as EARLY AS POSSIBLE so they’re not around to cinemasins your ass when you get to the cool parts of your story, and…ugh, what now, gerald

gerald (my least favorite student): why not just do some minimal research instead of-

me: listen you little shit i can and will singlehandedly tank your 4.0 gpa

[chalkrub]

some of the head coms from recently <:^) indefinitely still open for these !

[axolotleo]

for anyone not on twitter I need you all to know Jason Ritter is having a live tweet breakdown over the book of bill stuff

so clearly the fandom is doing GREAT

[d0rianw1lde]

Eddie WOULD write love songs for Steve, you guys just aren’t creative enough.

“But he likes metal!” I hear you shout. I shut your lips. He likes metal, yes, but I think a lot of you are confusing the type of metal Eddie listens to with like, hardcore black metal.

Eddie Munson listens to Metallica, Motorhead, Ronnie Dio, all THREE of which have love songs in their discography. Sure, he’s not writing about how much he loves the feeling of Steve’s lips against his and how the sun hits Steve’s eyes at just the right angle or something, but he IS writing about a looming monster, imprisoning him in chains that wrap tightly around his soul like a curse. A fire-breathing demon that pulls him back from his true desires- to capture the forbidden idol from its temple and slay the monster once and for all. He IS writing about running away with precious jewels and destroying all that comes in his path.

Eddie Munson’s writing Wizard-metal love songs about Steve Harrington in a language he’ll never understand. His band loves it because it’s fantastical, it’s intense, it’s metal. Eddie likes it because it’s about the feeling of loving someone that, to his knowledge, he can never have.

You guys gotta start getting wild with it, man. Because the Eddie I know is putting it all on the line tbh.

[mikeyrrevenge]

OH. oh.

[kettle-bird]

He floats through the air with the greatest of ease...