#oh well it's here

[supercimi]

Masterlist

Okay so I don't know what exactly I should be putting here, but! This guide I'm reading about making master-lists for tumb says I can organize it however I want.

Essentially, I just wanna make it easier to fish out my writing dribbles so I might or might not add or edit this post every now and then.

currently worked on Wip:

its a piece for a writing challenge and i haven't posted any info abt it yet but here's the link to the challenge post if you want more info on it

Other works in progress:

this sci fi idea that i posted my thoughts on and currently working on and off on making it into an actual story

this is a short 2 chapter piece that i only wrote one chap from then forgot about it cuz life stuff, don't really know if i will ever complete it might actually absorb it into another story or something or make a story from it but its here if anyone's curious

this is also another story idea that i only posted one chap from it's on the back burner for now but I'm hoping to work on it more hopefully

Drabbles:

(those aren't actual works just things i wrote for one reason or another)

my first drabble chappy

my second drabble chappo inspired by the reblogged drawing from @zandrapaints (i was awestruck while doom scrolling and couldn't not write for it ><)

My third drabble chap was inspired by the reblogged drawing by @sk00pa

Guess this counts as my oldest drabble chapter so far? Cuz i probably wrote this in my pre tumbler era, I dont quite remember 🤔 it was fun to read again after all these years might come back to it later but for now a drabble it stays right here

well i guess this is it for now? i've got more works somewhere else but they aren't getting their place in this list until i fix them so that's it for actually posted stuff (probably)

This is smth I got inspired to write by a prompt I don't recall the blogs name but you'll see it if you click the link here

i'm probably gonna add more to this masterpost as i find more stuff i wrote and forgot abt but meh it's good enough for a list so far, gotta get some sleep now im sleepy ;<

[purregrine-sokol-arts]

painting a whole bunch of toothlesses is good for therapy

[kesopan]

warmth in the cold

[bbbbbbbbatman]

Bruce keeping a tighter and tighter lid on his identity around the Justice League because with each new person to reveal their identity he realizes that he has fucked far too high a percentage of his co workers as Bruce Wayne and he has to take this secret to his grave

[hinamie]

morning glory

[bedupolker]

Like a country mouse/city mouse(rat) thing

[wishfulsketching]

Happy (Shimmer) Holidays!

Even the chem baron can enjoy a sudden snow day with his family! Too bad his right hand lady decides to use this chance to have some revenge for all the bullshit she has to deal with

(I wanted to draw this three years ago but didn't get around to do it)

[bashzzey]

I bet sour lemons are alien to him in the land of sweets 🍋

Also have silly bonus from aggie :]c

Max Jax? Max Jax.

[donutdrawsthings]

Can we talk about this? I feel like not enough people talk about this happening in the movie

[ctrlzxoo]

ROUND 7: amongst a sea of green, is a glimpse of snow

Bonus: happy end(?)

[bet-on-me-13]

The weirdly competent Doctor

So! The Watchtower's Medical Bay is a hub of constant Activity. With the number of Heroes who work under the Justice League, there are always injuries, health check-Ups, and illnesses that need healing.

But with the amount of Variant Biologies that those Heroes have, it's always a guessing game as to how to help them best. Some Metahumans react positively to penicillin, but others react like it's their Kryptonite. Some Aliens have anatomy similar to Humans, others are so different you can't tell the Stomach from the Bladder.

So when they hired a New Doctor for the Medical Bay, they had to run him through an entire Course on Variant Biologies and how best to treat specific Heroes. It was long and difficult to remember fully, but it was necessary for him to know.

But then the new Doctor started correcting Them.

"Actually, Martian's react better to the Syrup of Eucalyptus Plants better than Penicillin, since Eucalyptus is very similar to a medicinal plant from Mars which they used in many of their antibiotics."

"I don't think just pumping double doses of sedative is the best way to calm down a Speedster, that could have adverse effects on their body. Perhaps try Psychic Intervention? Their minds move a Mile a Second, but if you can calm them down their bodies will follow suit."

"Of course you use Micro-Doses of Kryptonite to operate on Superman! What else would you do?! I don't know, maybe ask JLD to enchant your Equipment to make use of Kryptonian suseptiblity to Magic? The Kryptonite is just gonna give him Cancer!"

Of course the Doctors didn't take kindly to being rudely corrected by a newbie, and Fired him on his first day.

Then a few days later their usual Treatments don't work, and they decide to give those strategies the Quack Doctor gave them out of desperation.

And Lo and Behold, they work! Martian Manhunter is fully healed and feels much better than the previous times he has needed surgery. Apparently they used a different Antibiotic that worked better with his Biology. Which was incredible, how had they figured it out?

Another Doctor you say? One who was experienced on Martian Biology and Medicinal History? He would very much like to meet with the man!

...

What do you mean you fired him for talking back?!

[xxplastic-cubexx]

obligatory beach divorce doodling

bonus rough cover redraw of x-men #41 (1995) But Beach Divorce below cut

[favoure]

finally posting my flowers in the desert piece here pls do check the zine out ITS LITERALLY FREE :3 !!!!

[feelo-fick]

...i promise i take him seriously i just keep finding shitposts that fit soooo well... i have folder with just shitposts that fit ominously well with him that i keep wanting to draw and then i never get to them HAHAHA

[inkskinned]

you know, you know. no gods, no masters, no kings on pedestals. everyone is fallible. death of the author. you know! you are balanced about your intake of media - you allow the wiggle room, the grace, the gratitude, the skepticism. nobody above criticism.

but still. a weird gut-punch feeling, something akin to betrayal. you read the article. surprise! an author you love is actually: a serial fucking predator.

well, shit. what now. no, you knew he was a person (all people are), but now you're wondering - what have i overlooked by accident? what messages have i internalized that are strange and cruel? and also, like, what the fuck?

his actions lay a thick glaze on top of everything. like each place is now ruined, opaque in a new way. but okay, fine, you've done this before. you knew better, right? you've been betrayed by many a cherished childhood author.

still, this stickiness. fuck. can you pick up that book again. will you read it to your children. you've recommended it to others - will you ever do that again? and of course, of course, no parasocial relationships. you were theoretically above this kind of sentiment. but the artist informs the art, right.

so it's not something as clear-cut as feeling he owed you, specifically (a stranger) better behavior - just that you kind of, in a distant and odd way... sort of trusted him to do better. it's not like a real trust or something speakable, just the faint hope that the product (good books) was a thin representation of the soul. now it feels like the product (good? books?) was a mask. in some small or insignificant way, your previous support of this person lent them power. your money and your time and your laughter.

and the thing is - you have this terrible, echoing sensation. how many times will this happen? over and over. you find out that the singer you love is actually a predator. you learn over drinks that your favorite high school english teacher is in jail for what he did to her. you listen to the news idly and suddenly discover that a woman you used to idolize has been abusing her kids for an actual eon.

what can you touch without the static melting off. you can't even really complain about it too much (you were supposed to know better, and besides, you don't want the same re-split "it's not your fault, love what you love" basic advice), but now it's here. somehow, it feels like - you let him into your life.

it's not that things need to be pure or an artist has to be like, endlessly perfect, mindful. demure. it's more just this terrible truth that has been replayed through your veins so often it feels criminally vain. power corrupts, absolute power corrupts absolutely. did you want any one person to be worth that power?

it's just that he wrote books where he seemed to understand that. he seemed to know about hierarchies and unfair systems and bigotry and privilege. you thought they were books about what it means to struggle. you thought they were about having power and still using it for good rather than for control. he spooned you a narrative of being a good guy, a kind soul. you fucking bought what that fucking monster sold.

maybe that's why they were fantasies, after all.

[hinamie]

sympathy for cain