#hyper fixation comics I like

[picklesthenonbeanary]

Was cleaning my desk so I could possibly get some work done and found this

Why was I drawing dreamer? No clue when this was from, if I had to guess probably 2 or more months ago.

Love forgetting beautiful art then stumbling upon it again, like I know I drew it but like I have non of the criticism from when I was drawing still in my head when I look at it, it’s wonderful. (I think I was doing an art study of trying to redraw some panels of him, could be wrong tho)

Anyways this is dreamer from the comic dream consultation. Amazing read and I love him and rivka in this comic, art is also so stunning.

Whatever, beautiful drawing be upon ye

[hurkules]

Jason Todd in Love…

As Red Hood, he’s talkative, sarcastic, aggressive, and cocky. When he’s with you, he’s tender and gentle. He’s eerily quiet and strangely calm. Every whim is followed without protest, and he hangs on every word.

Jason’s always looking for ways to touch you and will constantly pull you into his lap where he’ll give you soft kisses on your shoulder and neck. He just likes to watch you exist: he watches quietly when you’re getting ready, attempting to cook, etc. He loves how you’ll trail your nails up his arm and across the top of his back as you pass him on the sofa.

He loves you because you ground him: You’re real, you’re here and you’ve never left. His world slows down with you and, when he’s getting in his head and slipping away, you snap him out of it. You stand up to him. You talk your shit and force him back to you. “Don’t do that. You’re trying to talk yourself out of this.” You grab his face, forcing him to look at you. “You want me, yes or no?”

“Yes.” He’ll answer softly. “Always.”

“Then you have me.” You push him away from you. “Don’t try and find a way to ruin it. I will kick your ass. Got me?” You stare at him, arms folded and waiting for an answer.

He’ll give a smile before answering. “Yeah, I got you.” He looks at you honey eyed and apologetic.

“Good.” You move into his arms and place a gentle kiss on his cheek. “Now, go sit in the kitchen. I made us breakfast.”

[ryssbelle]

Just two kids who got left behind

So now we got Clay's side of the cave in!! He didnt really have time to process any of the emotions he was feeling due to having to immediately run for his life, then guide others to safety alongside Viva.

This was made mostly in response to this fun little tag by @zivazivc

I wasn't planning on drawing it up so soon but AUGH I had to, also ty I pride myself in drawing raw emotions

Btw I do read all the tags and comments I get on my posts I'm very happy to have crushed you all thoroughly 💖

[kate-komics]

Upcoming comic alert!!

“Ask him about the job on Alzoc III.”

“I did what I had to.”

“Oh, but you liked it. You see, I know what you really are.”

A mando prequel story!!!

Aiming to start posting it by the end of February or in March!

[fishybehavior]

Some doodles of the Spider-Man :)

[ota-tamashi]

that new tf2 comic has me crying while I’m trying to work on my silly spreadsheet at work

[bloos-bloo]

My brainrot’s so bad I bought a limited edition copy of the first Wings of Fire book just cause it looked pretty-

I MEAN QUEEN SCARLET IS RIGHT THEREEEEE- SHE LOOKED PRETTY???

LOOK AT HER- SHES BEAUTIFUL- QUEEN SCARLET MY BELOVED EVEN THOUGH I HATE YOU

[moscnios]

oooh, sienna.

  𓆩☆𓆪

── ⟢ . zuko / zee 22. blk. transmasc. bi aroace. uni student smtms. just some guy. “where’s everyone going ? bingo ?”

interests. the colors orange, beige, brown, and sage green. strawberries. strawberry flavored products. peaches. noodles. rainy weather. autumn. coffee. baking videos and cafe vlogs. sneakers. earmuffs. sharks. ducks. music. [ rnb, alt rock, grunge, jrock, jungle, shoegaze, dream pop ] video games. word searches. collecting stationary. koi fish.

favorite medias. naruto. jjba. dragon ball. sailor moon. one piece. ouran high school host club. sleeping dogs. ryu ga gotoku. resident evil. god of war. mystic messenger. sanrio. mortal kombat. fnaf. chilla’s arts games.

favorite characters. uzumaki naruto. uchiha sasuke. hatake kakashi. uchiha itachi. hoshigaki kisame. nara shikamaru. yamanaka ino. akimichi choji. senju tsunade. kujo jotaro. jonathan joestar. joseph joestar. caesar zeppeli. higashikata josuke. [ part 4 ] portgas d. ace. monkey d. luffy. roronoa zoro. nico robin. tony tony chopper. dracule mihawk. shanks. benn beckman. king. kiku. izou. jinbei. oden. katakuri. perona. smoker. uta. silvers rayleigh. gol d. roger. nefertari vivi. whitebeard. tsukino usagi. meiou setsuna. tenou haruka. hino rei. leon kennedy. luis sera. carlos oliveira. sheva alomor. ethan winters. kratos. atreus. angrboda. raiden. liu kang. smoke. johnny cage. kenshi. sonya blade. cassie cage. jacqui briggs. mileena. pochacco. chococat. hello kitty. adoroza. cinnamoroll. badtz maru. keroppi. fujioka haruhi. ….spiderman. and many many more.

[woof-squiggles]

I'll be completely honest, I suggest you watch Godzilla and Pacific rim, Pacific rim is free on YouTube and there are free to watch Godzilla movies on tubi and YouTube. They're great movies, however it's your choice and I will respect with grace =]

posting this for everyone to see just in case i can convince anyone else to watch it >:3

however (and admitting myself to be a massive hypocrite) i cannot handle another hyperfixation right now. and i mean this as such a compliment i FEAR watching a New Thing as i fear it will become something that invades my thoughts LMAO

once i have more free time, who knows, maybe i can make my family watch it so i have an excuse

[dearreader]

something is not right about a 26 year old adult picking fights with 14 year olds and lying about people being racist and antisemitic and suicide bating because they rightfully called you out and you like the drama

[mad-heynaru]

Ghost eyes fan  😮  me too

BROOOOOOOOOO another person part of the jankiest comic fandom to exist lmao! At least the janky fandom is (mostly) made up of cool people

Who's your fav character dude?

[scarletttbitch]

what if i ............................

made a new sideblog to post bnha

[someidioticdream]

me waiting for the book i just ordered that's only supposed to be delivered on wednesday after not touching anything other than comic books over the last 4 months

[simplycreationslove080809]

Reliving my FNAF hyper fixation, please hold

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

And Jay was a huge fan of Max Mercury (well, one of his many many aliases at least) before he got his powers.

John Fox was also pretty obsessed with the history of the Flashes before he got his powers.

I think an argument could be made that the timeless nature of their powers/the speedforce influences their behavior before they're technically even connected.

Like you said, the lightning calls to them. Cause the lightning isn't linear. The lightning doesn't act within the boundaries of time and space. The lightning knows who its avatars are and it reaches out to them, regardless of where it's avatars are in time.

I think being a little bit obsessed with speedsters is actually a sign that someone might be fated to be a speedster, in-universe.

We have Barry, whose first appearance in a comic showed him reading a Flash comic and fanboying over Jay Garrick.

We have Wally West, who was the presdent of his hometown's Flash fanclub.

We have Eobard Thawne who was the curator of the Flash museum and the chief expert on Barry Allen.

Avery and Ace both express that they're big Flash fans. Meena was heavily involved in researching the Speed Force and I've rarely met a scientist who wasn't rigorously invested in their focus. As for August, it's hard to say. Arguably his friendship with Barry can be pointed at.

I think the lightning is calling these people before it ever reaches out to touch them.

[stormz369]

☕💖 Can I Get Your Number? ☕💖 Ch 1

Jason Todd x Chubby! Reader (fem) A/N: I don't know what I'm doing here, I'm not even much of a DC fan, but Jason Todd has quickly become my latest hyper fixation character (Harley Quinn too, do I just have a thing for Joker victims???) so ... thank you for giving me a place to put this energy I guess! 😂 I'm not super confident on the characterizations, but I'm going with it because I like it. If it's wildly ooc ... that tracks, given that the only DC comic I've read is Batman: Wayne Family Adventures. Read it, or don't, I just needed to get the thoughts out of my head. The art doesn't belong to me, but the writing does. Please do not post elsewhere!

written with a female reader in mind, first person pov, no use of Y/N, starting out fluffy, will probably get NSFW later so minors DNI, let me know if there's anything else I should tag this with!

word count: 1.7k

Chapter Selection

In a city known for its masked fighters, you learn pretty quickly that everyone and everything is a potential threat. Every approaching stranger on the street, every loud sound behind you, every dark alleyway. Being bigger than me certainly isn't a prerequisite to being a danger, but it does have a way of setting off my mental alarms. I've found that big men are used to getting their way, and they get all sorts of bent out of shape if you deny them their wishes. Especially when they think they're doing you a favor.

It died down a bit after high school; I learned to exist in public with ‘fuck off’ stamped across my face. Headphones on, reading a book, intentionally seated at the table furthest from the other cafe patrons. All the typical signs of someone who wants to be left alone; nothing about me said ‘please come talk to me'. So I was understandably on edge when I noticed someone standing by the chair across from me. I look up just a bit, gesturing to the chair with a nod. Silent consent to take it back to his table and leave me to my book.

No such luck. The man simply smiled and mimed taking headphones off. Putting a bored look on my face, I moved one off my ear. “... Hm?”

“Hi! I'm sorry to bother you, but my brother thinks you're really beautiful and is refusing to come tell you himself.” 

I could feel my expression turning to stone. “... What is this, middle school?”

His cheerful grin faltered ever so slightly; “hey, I know it's a bit silly, but he's awkward around cute girls, so what's a brother to do, ya know?”

I stared him down; “... You're not fooling anyone. Move on.”

“... Sorry, ‘fooling anyone’?”

“It’s not funny, it’s not even hurtful the 20th time, it's just annoying. Go. Away.” It was a lie; it was always painful to be on the receiving end of these pranks. But that was what these guys wanted, so I wasn't going to tell him that. My headphones back in place, the guy slunk away.

Ten minutes later, another person was standing by the chair. I pretended not to see him, continuing to read my book, until he plopped down in the seat. I looked up slowly and he smiled, another oddly warm smile, leaning forward on his elbows.

An incredibly put-out sigh later, I slid the headphones off one ear again. “What?”

“Hi, I'm Tim! I'm not sure what exactly my brother said to you, but I wanted to let you know - we're not trying to prank you or something. Our brother is just way too awkward with girls. It's painful to watch, really, so we figured we'd give him a hand.” He spoke much too fast for me to get a word in. I blinked a bit, raising an eyebrow.

“... You frat boys are really committing to the bit these days, huh?”

“Huh? No, really, I promise!”

My headphones were nearly back into place when a child showed up. His impatient expression matched how I felt about the whole situation. “As usual, Drake, your plans are far too convoluted to be effective. Watch and learn.”

He turned to me, nothing about his demeanor changing; “hello. Todd said we shouldn't bother you because you ‘clearly want to be alone’, but I am convinced the only way to stop their nonsense is if he comes over. May he have a moment of your time?”

Frowning a little, I stared at the kid. He stared right back, neither of us blinking for a solid minute as we sussed each other out. His expression barely changed, but the boredom in his eyes turned into determination. “... Well, you're definitely not a frat boy. So I'll make you a deal; you may report back that he has permission to come say hi. If he doesn't choose to, that's the end of this little charade. And if either of them” I gestured to the one sitting at my table; “comes back over here, I start stabbing. Got it?”

The boy nodded once, and I thought I saw a ghost of a smirk. “You have my word.” He dragged the other man out of the chair by his shirt, pulling him stumbling toward their table. That was when I saw him. The only person at their table who hadn't come over yet. Even hunched over the table he was enormous, probably close to six feet tall; exactly the kind of man I typically avoided. The kid spoke sharply, pointing in my direction, and his head shot up to look in my direction. Even from across the spacious patio, I could see his face turning red. The obnoxious, cocky smirk I was expecting to see was entirely missing; instead he seemed almost confused.

Headphones back on but turned off so I could hear if he approached, I returned to my book. But I only got through a few pages before the first one shouted; “and offer to get her another coffee or something!”

I looked over to see the tall one frozen halfway between our tables, a look on his face like he was considering jumping over the patio fence to get away. His demeanor reminded me of a lost puppy, and I couldn't help the chuckle that rose up out of my throat. I bookmarked my page, set the book aside, and slid my headphones down around my neck. I really thought he was about to bolt until I lifted one hand, curling my fingers to gesture for him to continue toward me.

He stopped short by a good several feet, eyeing the distance between himself and the chair, and took one extra step back. It seemed as if he was hyper aware of just how much he loomed over me; the way he stood was like he was trying to will himself to be smaller, and he kept his hands at his sides. “Um … hi. … Sorry, this is … this is really weird …”

I nodded, watching him. “It is a bit. … Todd, was it?”

“Jay… Jason.”

“Not Todd?”

“Jason Todd. Damian calls me Todd, he thinks using people's last names keeps them at an arm's length…” Jason Todd. The name felt familiar, but I couldn't place why. He continued to ramble about how important tone was in determining whether this Damian kid was referring to you with affection or disdain, and I watched him. He was admittedly very cute; he had a sort of a bad boy aesthetic -leather jacket, dark clothes, a white streak in his hair, some unusual scars on his face and arms-, which juxtaposed interestingly with the gentleness in his voice, bright eyes, and awkward mannerisms. That was actually the thing that made the most sense about this situation; bikers are often secret teddy bears.

“... Jason?”

He looked up at me, one hand sheepishly making its way into his hair. “Yeah, sorry, you want me to go. I'll get them to stop harassing you, so sorry-”

“Actually, I was going to say you don't have to stand the whole time.” I gestured to the chair across from me.

He hesitated, watching me. “... Y- you don't want me to go?”

I smiled softly and shook my head. “Sit?”

He quickly obeyed, a hesitant smile on his face, which was almost immediately hidden by his hand when his brothers whooped from their table. “... God, I'm so sorry … th- they mean well, really, they're not trying to be weird …”

I laughed softly, “it's fine, that's what siblings do, right?”

“... I guess so … I've been sort of … away for a while, but I guess this is pretty standard sibling behavior. … Right?”

“I mean, a little more insistent than mine, but not too far outside the realm of what I’d consider normal.” I shrugged, finishing my chai latte.

He smiled slightly, considering that. “... Hm … um … c- can I get you another?” He gestured to my cup.

“... Sure, I've got time.”

The pleased grin on his face as he looked away to flag down a server surprised me. Then again, everything about him was surprising. Still, no one had ever looked at me quite like that before… 

The server sauntered over, clearly curious about my new companion. Jason smiled brightly; “Hi, can we get another for the lady? And I'll have a medium black coffee, sweet, please.”

Huh. He called me a ‘lady’. Not a girl, or a chick, a lady. That was … also surprising. We chatted for a little while, sipping our coffees, and tried to ignore his staring brothers. He was incredibly awkward, in a sweet, endearing way. I got the impression that he wasn't fully comfortable, but chalked it up to how weirdly this all started. After a while, the first one returned, a small grimace on his face.

I raised an eyebrow; “I'm pretty sure I told the little one that the next one of you to come over was getting stabbed.”

“I know, I know! I'm so sorry, but Jay, we gotta go. Bruce texted…”

That was when it clicked; why I knew the name Jason Todd. He was a Wayne … his death had dominated the news cycle for a week. His miraculous, frankly poorly explained, return was the story for at least two.

He looked, torn, between me and his brother. “Oh … um …”

The man I finally recognized as Dick Grayson leaned forward and fake-whispered, “the words you're looking for are ‘can I have your phone number'?”

Jason swatted him away, blushing bright red; “Seriously, Dick? … well, can I-”

His ears were turning red as I held my hand out for his phone. I added my contact info and, feeling unusually bold, I added ☕💖 after my name while Jason dropped a couple of bills on the table; I smiled a bit, realizing he was leaving enough to cover my first drink for me too. I passed his phone back, enjoying the look of wonder on his face when he checked the screen. The way he whispered my name, like a prayer meant only for god's ears, had my stomach doing backflips.

“thanks … I'll call you?”

“Sounds good. I'm a night owl, so not too early, yeah?”

He nodded eagerly. “Not too early, promise.”

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