#psudo comics

[psuedofolio]

Having used prosthetic legs since birth, Billie adapted to utilizing the experimental heavy cargo frame better than the rest of the Big Bug's Ranger Crew. This allows for carrying the batteries required for the mass driver weapons needed to defend against large wild mecha.

[silverfirewolfsurtleaus]

Idk why but I just enjoy writing don and leo talking

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"You know it just occured to me you wear your kimono right over left. Arent vampires technically dead?" Donnie asked looking up from a video game he was playing on his bed. Leo looked up from his comic with the most confused look.

"Thats only really half right? We die for as long as the transformation needs then come back to life? Its werid were not really dead but were also not living in the same way we were before? We still have heart beats and need to breath."

"So vampires are sort of a weird inbetween state? How does that work?" Donnie was savibg and getting off his game now. This was far more intresting.

"I dont know and I dont really interact with other vampires to tell you. I dont get along with most that run around." Donnie didnt need to see leos mouth to know he was scowling. "It almost seems like the older the vampire the crazier they get."

"Your a little over 600 leo how are you not crazy?" Donnie asked Driely.

"Oh please i was already a little crazy before I got turned." Leo snicked "not as much as D but still. Though I think ita because I hold onto my family's motto. Anatawa hitori janai. 'You are not alone' even when a Hamato dies they just join the rest of the ansetors watching us over. I guess I dont feel like finding out if Raph's disapointed older brother look or Mikey's doctor delicate touch persona can reach me from their place in the after life."

"Dr deleicate touch? That doesnt sound intimidating." It sounded well silly kinda calming.

"The name is misleading on perpous." Leo stated and Donnie then shivered. "I also made friends with a couple other immortals after my healing coma."

"Why did you even need a healing coma?"

"I...dont wanna talk about that" Leo shivered and Donnie felt his hair britsle.

[randomthefox]

I feel like the fandub has done irreversable damage to how people see Silver (This is not a jab at the fandubds I enjoyed the fandubs it was almost like watching old 'abridged' series again.) with the 'uwu I'm so baby and nervous and just want friends' stuff.

The fandubs mass consumption opening the gates for jackasses who haven't played and have no interest in playing the video games or engaging with the canonical source material of the franchise whatsoever to come in and start engaging with the fan communities is definitely responsible for the mass perpetuation of Silver's mischaracterization, yes.

But they didn't originate that mischaracterization. The Archie comics written by Ian Flynn originated it. And I say that in the same way that I would say Dragon Ball Z Abridged originated the "Goku is a bad dad" meme. In that I know it was an inside joke within the fan community beforehand, but the psudo official media adopting that meme and presenting it as the truth is what originates the perception of the mischaracterization. Because before that, it was a joke made by people who ACTUALLY PLAYED THE GAMES and thus knew they were wrong but were simply engaging with the material with irreverence, as fans do. The Archie comics presenting that meme as the actual official characterization meant that people who did not play the video games would now read that comic and think "okay so this is who Silver is." And the snowball started its roll from there.

It really is insane to step back from time to time and realize that literally every single thing wrong with the internet discourse around Sonic is literally all Ian Flynn's fault. Like, if this one fucking guy never existed within the spectrum of this franchise, so many things would be different and better. But then again you could pull the scope back even further and say that if the Archie comics never existed in the first place things would be better still. And if the SatAM cartoon never existed in the first place, even moreso. But while the caterpillar does deserve the blame, at the end of the day Ian Flynn is the butterfly who flapped its wings and created a tsunami that completely devastated Silver the Hedgehog as a character.

Oh well. It's only really annoying if you interact with idiots online who don't even play the Sonic games anyway. Silver is as he has always been and always shall be if you actually just play the games.

[the-firebird69]

Couple more things. We're tired of the atmosphere here. We're tired of our son being poor and berated. We're sick of people picking on him And we're sick of these idiots. We don't need it. We don't need their routine. We don't need their sick crap, their big mouse and their stupid faces. We're going to stop them permanently. and it will have to work. They were sick of it. Is he? Yeah. And yeah, Woody is Peter. and the guy in the back seat is Sean's gay. So we are going to list off a couple things, and then it's time to rest.

-- There are a couple things that I. going wrong here And we do see what they are. The movie is a little odd. And the acting strange. But we don't like that. It's this bowling movie with Woody Harrelson.

==- There's a couple other things we need to. make to mention. this group that's going around following our son and harassing him, saying that they're in charge are not qualified to be near him, not to mention taking care of him. And we want them all. oiut

--- There are clouds of radiation that come up this way from. the Everglades, and it is the three. I know that's 5 quarter mile or so there. will be a cloud up here at 2:00 PM. Another cloud approximately 5:00 PM each will be about 1.7 rad in. Punta Gorda and roughly. 2.3 rad in Fort Myers, the whole area. there dangerous clouds. The people in Fort Myers are very sick but it just started a week and a half ago. and cancer takes about three weeks to grow significantly. Our son is cancer free and does not feel sick. at all. And there are some things to know about this. that they will all be sick practically. all of southern Florida in about 2 weeks. and their power levels going down at the same time. Tonight they're going to lose about 50. thousand people. in Charlotte County. The next week. they're going to lose. probably two hundred thousand in charlotte. but in two weeks about five mkillion out of seven milion. And that would be the last. straw for these people here They won't last after that and they will have to leave because of the radiation. And the sun will be stuck here. and they'll be thinking that they're threatening him by not getting him money. But after tonight, the outer layer of will be down to about 67%. Roughly, it really is going to be 75%. He says, is that your final answer? What I say is this preservative in there too and it does withstand radiation and the doses will keep. coming on purpose. It is to eliminate the idiots around here. Realistically, it is down to about 87%. and it's just started, but And he doesn't need all that radiation. No, he does because of the medicine. But he also does because of the delay. He would. not be. able to grow without it happening. And But. it'll take a full three months to get rid of it all. This is a lot of it in there and still a dangerous levels. and these people will be gone by the time Comic Con comes around. Tomorrow is a new day. We don't think BJA will break 5. We do think that the five qurter mile o so , will fall in a day or two and escalate the fighting. three fleets are involved now and it is the second fleet sent by bja. and the first still yb tommy f and same for the speduo empire. they hve a lot of fie power. tommy f and bja this round will be out shortly. both have big numbers waiting in th wings. the pseudo empire called mroe and the fleets of Hera diminished and are at. about sity five pecent of their original size after this contingent detaches. and it is not good. they will see, them h eat up and they sy wait nd are wise yes...in tht restpect but very dumb for wat thy will try. to face the embpire and us and forg and be toasted. and cant wait they say. and good they will see yo nope. and will see the empire....and he sys why. we will all b urn if we try it that way and they hear it. see it not. heard it earlier yes but ok. now they sy this what of it nothing ok. and say it. so we burn will shall and no doubt easier faster than the half assed psudoe empire who will prob stop you at half and yways they smile probably. and no the empire isnt there you see them though and he sys no they arent thoese hugeships on your scope dont exist. smles cant hit them all. yes they can. dope. fn mron. the deaths tsars are massibe widen it heat em and out. and oh he says this is fun. now he sys this we use tem cold tey say how you aas and he says dontknow no asshole it is my wife you try to hit yu moron just rip ok and he sys we shall yes you shall nincubmpoop fn faggot. now they are mean and up and say it so what they can stop you prob wiht one ship you assholes. nd say it we fight and sutff.

so we wiat lol

Thor Freya

Olympus

[disniq]

Thinking about a crack scenario where comics!Jason, ArkhamKnight!Jason, Titans!Jason, and GothamKnights!Jason are thrown together for universal fuckery reasons

And;

GK!Jason: [following this theory] "Yeah, I killed the Joker and the Bruce welcomed me back anyway."

Titans!Jason: "Bruce killed the Joker in my name."

AK!Jason: "It's complicated, but yes the Joker is dead and yes B wanted to help me."

Comics!Jason: *stares into the camera like he's on the office*

[the-faultofdaedalus]

new updated list of Most Valid People In Marvel (Excluding DC Because I Simply Do Not Give A Shit) is...

1) rhodey -- honestly this is true even w/o the helmet qualifier

2) t’challa -- his kitty-cat mask may be thin but it is also vibranium, so it’s protective enough to be valid

3) janet -- helmet!!!! sometimes she does not have it but she is the best so i forgive her. also, wears a helmet on the scooter so extra valid (and cute)

the list only gets worse from here im so sorry

4) tony -- his NICKNAME is SHELLHEAD. unfortunately most likely still gets the most concussions out of fucking anyone else. rip.

5) ava starr -- SHE HAS A HELMET and also genuinely a cool-ass uniform all the way down. love her. want her back. still hate that they swapped ultron and ghost between tony and hank but whatever, im not salty at all

6) magneto -- helmet? iconic. maybe he does not wear it for head protection but fuck it, good enough.

7) victor -- is there a hood over top of it? yes. but he SLEEPS in the damn thing, super extra valid

8) juggernaught -- yes. this man is the 8th most valid man in marvel. yes, i hate this too

9) ults reed richards -- UNFORTUNATELY HE DOES HAVE THAT UGLY-ASS SPEED WALKING HELMET AND THAT DOES, UNFORTUNATELY, COUNT

10) ant man -- i despise hank with a burning passion but scott’s cool, i guess, and they both have helmets so. valid.

11) thor -- now THIS one pisses me off. because comics thor does have a helmet. it is winged but it is still a helmet. and yet. and yet. MCU THOR NEVER HAS HIS FUCKING HELMET ON AND THIS IS A BETRAYAL

honourable mentions:

a) ultron and vision -- it’s helmet all the way down baeby

b) loki -- it’s a full helmet in the comics but once again not in the mcu and more than anything i despise the psudo-crown-esque helmets so i shun him

c) steve -- DID have a helmet but forsook it and therefor also made me unable to love him. steve get ur damn 40′s helmet back on.

d) bucky -- did have a helmet but also no longer has a helmet. banished. banished for 10000 years.

e) mostly unrelated but i swear to god someone in marvel was like, badass on a motorbike at some point or am i thinking a different film. it was like. that cool sideways skid and it was dark and raining and street lights were reflecting off shit. i think the protag was chasing them and lost them. was this marvel or am i loosing my mind. if it IS marvel: this character is also valid.

super extra not valid:

a) natasha -- does not even wear a helmet ON A GODDAMN MOTORBIKE, PLEASE,

b) clint -- hot take: mcu clint is the way he is just because he has been hit on the head so goddamn many times

c) sam -- he does not have a helmet and even worse he’s got that psudo-crown-helmet kinda style that i despise. it’s like. they tried for a helmet but ran out of budget for the last 15% of his head. don’t HALF-ASS A HELMET COME ON

d) superior iron man -- see above.

[pebblerage]

Dumb Psudo Relationship-List For Creeper and Jack, Cuz I was Bored.

For over 50 years, Creeper and Jack Ryder have had the time to interact with quite a couple of people in the DCU so I decided to list as many I can because I have no life. The list is divided by how the other character views our titular duo from “liking both” to “uncertain”.

Just a heads up! I will list Creeper’s pre-COIE as Jack Ryder interactions because the split personality aspect of the character wasn’t introduced or hinted at until after that reboot. Also some characters may be named in more then one column. May or may not update this thing.

If you have your own opinions feel free to tell them.

Likes Both:

Halo

Hawk (Holly Granger)

Madame Xandu (Not enough to be on a team with him though)

Prefers Jack Ryder:

Proteus (Mainly in Beware the Creeper)

Hawk (Hank Hall)

Batman (They mainly interacted positively during pre-COIE which counts as Jack here, probably doesn't apply post-IC however)

Prefers Creeper:

Serene (lol why not)

Dove (Dawn Granger, while eclipsed anyway)

Neutral To Both:

Owlman (Roy Raymond Jr.)

Dove (Don Hall)

Phantom Stranger (Because he’s a stranger!)

Dislikes Both:

Superman/Clark Kent (JLA #70 was as good as it got, and that was their first meeting!)

Joker

Seurga

Jimmy Olsen

Lois Lane

Katana

Metamorpho (Blame Didio)

Man-Bat

Relationship Varies Between Continuities:

Batman

Vera Sweet

Dr. Yatz (Because he got increasingly evil over time)

Has only Interacted With One Of Them:

Plastic Man (Creeper, got along well)

Huntress (Creeper, tolerated)

All of Jack’s co-workers like Bill Brane, Fran Daye, Vera Sweet and Ben “Bruise” Briely, etc (Jack naturally, relationship varies but never really got to like legit hatred)

Joanne Russell (Jack, closest he got to a present day love interest)

Vicki Vale (Jack, exes apparently but got along fine)

Hawkwoman (Creeper, wasn’t too keen on him flirting with her)

Etrigan (Creeper, seemed rather neutral)

 Uncertain:

Metamorpho (Felt that he would have gotten along with Creeper normally, but again, blame Didio)

Artemis (Their relationship is shaky but the backstory is not know as of writing this)

Bizarro (Did he know Creeper and/or Jack before he asked Creeper to join Outlaws?)

Ragman (Implied that he knew Creeper in Reign in Hell, never seen them together in another story though so idk) 

Other Bat family members like the Robins or Batgirls (have barely interacted so I’ve no clue)

Essentially about 80% of the DCU

Only met in non-comic stuff:

The Question and Odd Man (Supposed to star together in a BatB episode  called “Ditko Show” but it never went beyond concept unfortunately)

Harley Quinn (Dislike due to one-sided crush on Creeper’s part, have not had an official meeting in the comics.)

[blatherin-blatherskite]

So I got an ask and while I was in the middle of answering it, Tumblr did its thing and now I can’t find it. But the gist of it was “Reboot Bruce did’t go crazy when Tim died because Tim isn’t his son in rebirth! They’re work buddies. He wanted vengence for Jason and Damian because they’re his sons!”

I’m pretty sure it was in response to this post i made a while back when i was being v sad about my boy timmy and wanted to spread those feels.

First of all - Tim is at least his ward in the Rebirth timeline - if not his son. I do struggle keeping up with timelines but according to everything I’ve read Rebirth keeps Tim’s original backstory - including the adoption. Even if the adoption wasn’t in Rebirth, in Tom King’s current run Tim refers to Bruce as his and Damian’s father:

(Batman #76)

If Bruce doesn’t consiter Tim a son, he’s got some things to clear up with Tim. 

Even if he wasn’t Bruce’s son, Bruce has always taken up a fatherly role to Tim due to the absense of his Biological Father, Jack Drake. The issue where Jack storms the Batcave is literally called “In The Shadow of Two Fathers”  (Robin (1993) - 125 for those curious.) Bruce has been and always will be a father to Tim. 

Bruce Wayne truest flaw is that he cares too much about everything - why then did he not care about his son literally vanishing? If anything it’s a mystery and he’s the worlds greatest detective - he should’ve been desperate to solve it. It’s just so ooc. Like it took him 20 issues to find out he was still alive. Bruce there wasn’t even a body.

tl;dr Im just emo about Tim, especially since DC loves to ignore he exists - I honestly think Bruce could’ve done more. He’s done more for lesser characters. That’s about it. 

(also as i was doing research i found an article that refers to Tim, Jason, and Dick as Bruce’s “Psudo-sons” and it called the rest of the boys Tim’s “Figurative Brothers” shut ur hell mouth cbr)

EDIT

IM LITERALLY A MORON BRUCE WAYNE SAYS IT HIMSELF

(Detective Comic #967)

I haven’t reread the comic where Tim comes back for a year or so but Bruce also literally admits he didn’t do enough before Tim comes back so!! Pardon me Im just gonna cry for a bit.

[psuedofolio]

i see you haven't made art of that void girl on here for a while (unless im just a little stupid) is their any lore to them?

Analog Horror Gir?

It's true, I haven't drawn her in a hot minute. But she's one of many OCs and she's in a setting I've been developing that revolves around SAFE, or "the Study of Anomalous Friendly Entities" division of [redacted]

She's one of a few anomalous creatures that, more important than studying them, are considered entities they should be protecting as well as securing or containing.

[pwnyta]

Nobody ASKED for any of my shitty Pokemon character doodles... BUT IM IN A MOOD.

SO yall have to deal with it.

This is under a read more so dont come at me about it being annoyingly long. Blame Dumblr. Theres a SHIT TON OF DOODLES UNDER THE CUT.

First off I wanted to give Holly a whole classroom of friends... it wasnt GONNA be an all girls school... but I kept crankin of little girly Mons....

I dont actually have a shiny Darumaka or Eevee... but theyre two of my favorite shinies...

I drew these four after so theyre a bit different in style. Shiny Swirlex has the same excuse as the other two shinies... I just love the shiny colors

They also needed a teacher so I repurposed one of my older characters because I thought itd be funny to have a swan teacher... cuz swans are so scary but they care for their babies well.

Darla and Delilah can be bothered with threats because theyre safe with Mr Shandra.

Mikhail only takes classes that are small enough to fit under his wingspan so he can keep them all safe. And Eva and Tiffany learn from the best and just get pissed off like their teacher.

((Hes more bark than bite though... hes not a great fighter and a double weakness to Electric? Garbo. But he puts up a convincing enough front.))

And because he was a swan I gave him a life mate. The only other being that gets any softness from him.

He was an ex pirate.

Mikhail has no interest in criminals!!! So the captain gave up the pirate life and married a very short tempered bird and gained a lot of weight...because I wanted him chubby.

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‘’Spider’’, Esi, and dear ol Dad. Despite Reds best efforts to keep Esi out of Osborns hands he still ended up an immensely shady bastard but at least hes not as broken as ‘’Spider’’.

I didnt finish their moms because I couldnt settle on a design for Spiders mum....

Now Spider works for Caedere his beloved boss who would never ever lie to him ever. (Hint: Spiders nature is ‘naive’)

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I tried revamping Ray and Hebanon...  but Ray still gay as hell for his boy.

I bullied Sparky a little. He’ll probably be fine even if Rays got a Mega evo. Its the name of the game Ray... hes supposed to knock his opponent out... you cant get pissed when ever Hebanon gets fucked up in battle.

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Did I post these? Am I ever gonna finish these character sheets? No. And look I forgot the most pressing detail of Zippos and thats his fuckin Arbok mark on his back. IM A FOOL.

Kreetan and his mum and dad.

So many little comic things I’ll never finish because theres too many and instead of just stopping and finishing something I keep adding to my unfinished doodles instead. This is why I dont take requests or anything.

I time where Leif and Cyndy actually grow up?

THEY ALL HAVE CAT EARS.

Zippo is curious.

.....AS A CAT.

Polly is here too!! And shes ready to punch someone RIGHT IN THE NOODLE.

I also thought itd be nice to draw out some other Chars of Zippo and Crizs generation.

Theyre.. as you may have guessed are not finished yet.

Clem is a timid lad, Mira... not so much. Very brave

Addy is a modest princess type

Jubilee is a sassy lass.

And Criz. A sweet bashful boy whos never done anything wrong and certainly will not die because no one would be cruel enough to let that happen.

((EYES EMOJI))

Babby Clem, Addy, and Jubilee.

WHO’RE THESE ASSHOLES?!

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Updated Mistletoe. One spooky righteous(in his own mind) lad.

She only looks stoic to start... but shes quite the weirdo.

She just got here and shes ready to go home. What a mood.

Now for some less polished individuals....

Meh meh meh lookit me IM OMI. Im gonna put three of the exact same Pokemon in the same group so Pwnyta has to suffer tryna come up with different designs.

...But I do like them. I imagine that they remain Ekans because they wont need the mark of their tribe so no one will no where they come from. So spooky.

I was torn between the codename ‘Sundown‘ and ‘Daybreak‘ for Crobat.

By day hes a wholesome trustworthy priest... by night he tortures people for a shady shady bug man. He’ll determine if youre truly innocent.

Doc has to deal with all these fuckin weirdos... he just wants to be a doctor... BUT AT WHAT COST DOC?!

This is a sequel to the doodle comic I was makin in a previous post... Kop and Doc develop an interesting friendship (In Kops mind. Its more a ‘stalker with a crush’ situation) But hey if Kops not being paid then hes got no reason to hurt Doc.

...Docs a fun character to bully because hes so smarmy and small.

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AND NOW FOR SOME SCIENCE BITCHES.

A man of few words and an intense curiosity with mortal beings and his own existence.

A spooky lad who doesnt quite mean to torment his subordinates... its just his Pressure.

Id imagine his form changes are a bit like Iron Man in IW when hes fighting Thanos.

I drew some more science bitches...

Some casual clothes for the original three stooges.

Shes deaf Franz! She cant hear you.

Ya know IDK if itd be ‘canon‘ that they all met as kids... I just thought itd be cute. Little psychic babies all doofin off together... the most troublesome one being asleep 90% of the time due to being an Abra.... and narcoleptic. Abra sleep so much naturally... Geller sleeps even MORE... thats why hes so incredibly smart even for an Alakazam.

I had a whole little redo sketch comic idea of Mewtwo breakin loose and fuckin shit up.... (its never been finished)

Franz tries to put him to sleep. (it doesnt work. He needs Emanuel and Nola to save him and he gets his arm broken for bein such a cheeky lad.)

Mewtwo doesnt have too much of a problem with Geller due to his soft spot for kids and pure desire for knowledge... but if hes gonna protect the other assholes then PERISH.

Dont worry though big boss Deo wont let his subordinates die let alone the second smartest after him... and saves them all pretty easy. A sharp tentacle arm through the chest will stop even Mewtwo.

Some booboos happen tho...

But hes fine eventually and finds his ex wife home watchin the kids.

Shes promptly expelled.

Geller also goes back for Dilla and steals him. Lifes too short not to adopt an ancient fossil baby.

Emanuel isnt delighted... but he doesnt have the heart to call the authorities on a man who risked his life to save him.

Fossil Mons come in two types-- Resurrected fossils which have the skin color of the primary coloring of their Pokemon form so they can be solid black or blue or red or w/e... Ancestors of ancient Pokemon have normal skin tones.

And another comic sketch idea... where Geller and Roswell are gifted with some fancy new Mega stones... Ros? Not too keen on the idea hes seen what can happen to a bitch when they Mega Evo... he aint got time for that. Geller goes HARD for SCIENCE.

Ros: Geller I know your a spoon guy but stick a fork in that bastard cuz hes done. COOKED. If he thinks im riskin my ass for his bullshit. Lets go tell him off together (im scared to go without you...)

Geller: We experiment on living things all the time for the sake of scientific progress.... are we really too good to be subject to our own studies?

Ros: YES. ABSOLUTELY.

After seeing Geller use his without hesitation, putting his body through a world of hurt for the sake of SCIENCE!!! Ros couldnt pussy out on his boy...

His Mega is just FABULOUS and now he loves it.

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I was also makin a team with the Pokemon that have the highest stats (non Legends/Psudos/Megas) but I got bored after Blissey. She has a Togekiss wife I didnt finish either... Oh well.

Shes a bold lass and prefers double battles with her support wife. She doesnt like using dangerous moves as its in her nature as a Blissey to heal.

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(I forgot his whiskers... OH WELL)

I wanted to give Flaminio some people who missed him after he got spirited away by his Ghosts.

After he disappeared people looked for him but he was never found and years and years went by and people stopped looking. Even Clove and Ceto had to move on.

Koban is a loyal bitch though and he never let it go. He still wants his friend back. Hes an old boy now... so old people probably call him ‘Nekomata‘ and wonder when his tail is gonna split.

[fictionalpeter]

Saw the new Ant-Man movie today--which was a surprise, since I haven't seen the first two yet.

But I gotta say--this felt like an Avengers movie. Not as in it has the feel of the other Avengers films, but it feels like the Avengers comics. You've got MODOK, Kang, a team dynamic, and of course Hank and Jan both being awesome.

Considering the whole reason I skipped the first two movies was because I felt robbed by the way the MCU treated Hank and Jan, the fact that the both of them were star players in this film felt like a kind of validation.

Actually--this almost felt like a Fantastic Four movie, come to think of it. The weirdness of the microverse, the family dynamic, the insane psudo-science...

I also loved the fact that Scott was treated seriously outside of the goofy intro. He wasn't treated like a joke or a 'loser' or anything like the changes they made to his comic incarnation after the first movie came out. This felt more like the Scott Lang I remember from when I first saw the character in the Fantastic Four comics back in the 90's. More of an 'everyman' than the super scientists he hangs out with, but still incredibly brave and focused when people need help.

Actually--this movie makes me really, really hope Marvel decides to do some movie synergy, bring Hank back, and give us an Ant-Family title with Hank/Jan/Nadia/Scott/Cassie going on crazy science adventures. Although HOPEFULLY they remember that Nadia isn't the same character as Hope, despite the name translation thing. In fact, I think her and Cassie are supposed to be around the same age.

[blightyartist]

Meet Psudo the Mecha-Pangolin!

A creation of Tech the Bat and companion to his schemes, as well as another metal speedster to fight against Sonic. He was created using a distinct metallic alloy that were used in older models, discarded for being outdated. However, this alloy, Toonium, has properties to allow elastic limbs, greater durability and even quick self reassembly. All this leads to a very formidable opponent, even if they are a laxed out goofball.

My take on a more cartoony robot, mimicking the old days of Sonic as far back as AoStH and early Archie comics. What can I say? I am a sucker for Toons. Why do you think I keep using the same sign out phrase? Anyway, hope to show more of this toony mech in the future. Stay Tooned! (See, I did it again!)

[vizhi0n]

I think I pinpointed why most of the AOW arc (in the show) doesn’t sit well for me, especially on Team Family’s side of things.

So to start, there are a few things I’d like to point out for those who don’t read the comics, some of the differences between how the AOW is handled on paper.

- Rick and co. do strike a deal with Gregory, the entire stabbing incident with Gregory happens. However, Rick and co. never launch a rescue mission to save a hostage at the Outpost, and don’t interact with any of the saviors until Negan makes his first appearance.

- The Saviors never knew about the Kingdom. 

Anywho, back to the show. 

Like, I always think back to how Ezekiel made a deal with the Saviors in exchange that no one got killed. Which is why this whole “Negan would have killed them anyway for the lulz” is so confusing to me, because the Kingdom is a literal testament that he wouldn’t do that. 

In the comics it’s much more quick and right to the point. Rick and co. meet Negan on the road, Maggie isn’t sick, etc. Glenn is killed, and then Alexandria is under Negan’s control until they decide to fight back. The sequence of events are a lot quicker and there’s not much sugarcoating it. The show fucked up with that a lot. 

It would have made much more sense had they gone the route they did with the Governor, where Rick sat down with him and discussed what was going to happen. I think what’s always bothered me about Team Family’s actions stem from the fact that there was absolutely no attempt at negotiation, no attempt at “hey, why don’t we just ask for a council with Negan to discuss terms.” like, hell, I would have been fine if they’d done that, and Negan had been like “nope lol.” but at least make an effort, or an attempt. At the end of the day it stems from bad writing, because Gimple and co were too worried about “ohh we can’t show negan until the bIG moment where he steps OUT of the trailer and bludgeons someone to death oooh (but we’re gonna make u wait like 6 months to see who he kills lol aint we clever) when they literally could have just, idk, followed the comics where Rick and co. leave the Hilltop and get blindsided by Negan, instead of an entire half season of bad Call of Duty reinactments and “lets delve into the human psyche with a female-focused episode with some Saviors that we have NO clue about, because the Sanctuary and Negan haven’t FUCKING appeared yet, so it’s just a bunch of ppl sayin psudo intellectual shit with no context.” Tbh it's why the fact that Rick and co. Stabbed 40 people in their sleep is lost on the audience, because we weren't given any reason to see them as anything but collateral. And when retaliation came it was a clusterfuck. In no way am I saying that “oh Negan is right to subjugate people,” but for me, personally, it’s hard for me to be 100% like “Oh Rick and co. tried to avoid a scenario that involved fighting, but it failed so they have to fight.” 

In the comics it was very much like “Oh shit Negan showed up and killed Glenn for no fking reason we’re gonna kick his ass.” which is a lot easier to get behind. It all comes down though to shitty inconsistent writing and it’s just….uGHHH. Idk. Anywho, what do you guys think? This kinda came to my mind during last nights ep when Rick and Negan were talking on the walkie and I was like “man this is the first time where Rick and Negan has voluntarily spoken to each other instead of it being a forced, violent circumstance.”

[goat-yells-at-everything]

So....this was like that crappy, and really fucking creepy, arch in the Avengers comics when Ms. Marvel was kidnapped, had her mind fucked up, and was raped by an other world being so that she could give birth to said being in the real world.

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Well, at least this version didn’t include mind rape, kidnapping, ect ect.

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And all of this as so they could make Deanna Westly’s psudo-mom for season 2.

For fucks sake. *headdesk*

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[FFXIV writing drabble]

I don’t have any examples of my writing really ‘on site’ and I have a few i’ve written for @hlkproductions​ of OCs from final fantasy xiv: a realm reborn And two ship oneshots for her as well, but I dunno if people would really care to read my silly things.  Long story short; Here’s a story of my poor character Kei’ta talking with his psudo-student Makoto[a different character from hlk].

Setting up a home in the distemperate forest of the flourished Raincatcher Gully would always sound like a simple task to those outside the reaches of deadly claws and thrashing tongues of the natural residence of the vibrant wood - waters infested with pugils of malice and gigantuan toads both quick to lash onto any who came to try their hand; leaving the land to the domain of the magiked coeurls and vicious raptors to defend - so the idea of a safe home was little beyond that of the premade buildings crafted for the trading posts before the start of the calamity.

An ideal such as that made those who made their home perfect for the purpose of hiding, as that was after all, all he had done for the past few years.

Hide.

Like he was doing now.

Eyes of amber and honey glanced to the scaled Doman from a tabled chair at the corner of the small raised hut that he had come to know as home in the rainforest, the mage of whom he shared the space with was not new to him; far from it by this point, they had traveled a fair distance in the gully, down the coast to the dancers as well - even fighting more than a few territorial creatures - but this young tailed man, this one that had been lost to the seas and land, spoke more about his own homeland and self than Kei’ta had in years.

Scarred fingers tapped along his thigh, the feeling of the course stitchwork numb to his tired nerves as they moved to glaze the air at the elbow of his other arm; no flesh or substance to feel there, nothing apart from the sting of ached memories and broken promises.

His stare drifted to the slender fingers of his companion - who teased the silence with glints of magic at his fingertips, spindling sparks and elements in a vibrance of colors; seeing such a use made that clutch of the past pulse in a highlight of his former life - prompting words from his usually distant demeanor.

“I used to do that.” His voice was hoarse, quiet, unused.

Makoto’s steeled gaze shifted from his mindless movements to the man who had found him those months ago, letting the aether flow free from his grasp as his attention changed. Straightening his posture on his cot he gave a soft tilt of his head to flip the long bangs of hair from his view as he questioned in turn.

“Do what? Magic?”

A nod was given in response, but the Miqote didn’t opt to continue for that moment, letting the words hang in the air - Makoto could feel his tail’s scales shiver in mild agitation at the usual clouded conversations they had.

It was only as the Doman stood from his bed - adjusting his balance in a practiced ease to his prosthetic leg - moving to come to the small table did Kei’ta start again.

“White magic specifically, Chosen by the Elementals to protect the Twelveswood and beyond.”

Bright eyes narrowed as the ninja spoke, idle hands sliding the second chair across the wood to let him sit, he had not know Kei’ta to speak of himself so it was treaded territory that Makoto asked “What happened?”

The dull gloss of dark fur of his ear and tail moved in time with his soft chuckle - a sad sound, there was little mirth to it, almost like he had forgotten how. The dragon like mage found himself sinking lower in his seat as the air felt weighted with the realization of how little he knew about the man he lived with - the hunter of his foods, and mender of his clothes - the wonderment of ideas of what that could be.

Calloused fingers rose to the table as the older man began his answer, sliding along the surface of the sanded wood with little more than gentle ministrations to occupy his thoughts as his words spun his tale.

“Lots. I lived… I lost, I loved - I died… and I lost again.”

Makoto’s brow furrowed for a moment as he tried to piece together the sentence, but kept his tongue tied tight, letting the quiet man speak his piece.

“Years ago - A lifetime ago really - I was entrusted as a ‘warrior of light’... a title I did little to earn apart from keeping the real champion alive… Her and I, we traveled the realm, fought primals and those that claimed themselves to be gods; not a notch in our belts save victory…”

His lips drew to a line for a moment, eyes softening as he reflected upon a memory - though Makoto could see the pain in those tired eyes equal with that tender stare. The Au Ra knew more about loss than the average person, more than any would in a lifetime - and that glazed longing… Makoto didn’t say a word, letting his silent friend speak at his own pace.

The graveled spin of words burned in his throat, clearing it did nothing to ease the weight on his tongue, nor the stutter of his breath as he started his story again;

“But… I made mistakes. We became involved in a plot far larger than ourselves and our fights - things not solved by weaponry alone - Trapped into a vortex of flight and treachery - we were taken separately… and I…”

Kei’ta’s hand moved to the stump of his arm, grazing it with his palm as their eyes connected, he had no need to state the obviousness of his loss. That night took more than friendships and limbs, to some it stole spirit and drive. Makoto’s own fingers danced at the edge of the cloth of his pant, toeing the line of his own marred flesh; there were some things that didn’t need to be spoken.

The cat let his hand fall back to toy with the dust on the table, words sounding easier as his story unfolded, as he found a kindred heart to speak too;

“They took so much time from me; I didn’t understand how long till it was over, but It felt like a lifetime before I had seen the sun again… by that time I….”

He cleared his throat once again, adjusting his posture in an almost physical effort to be more comfortable talking to the dear companion, the one who shared more with a stranger than the ‘saviour’ himself.

“I had been consumed by that Taint I had worked so hard to cure with my conjuring… and I let it fester… wanted it too - deprived myself of the healing I knew I needed… all cause I fee- felt like I deserved it. It was better than the alternative of guilt and numbness… I became a Dark Knight… easily.”

The admittance wasn’t something that sounded easy to the hesitant words and slow speech, and the Doman could understand why - just the thought of it, just the idea of such a thing flooded his blood with ice, dancing across his nerves with a sparked fire - itching to leap from the chair in defence from the words, from the potential of what could be lurking under those tired eyes.

Kei’ta could see this; lips pulling to a frown for a moment, before he rose from the table to stand - tail swishing in a unkept beat, a few moments given to his feet to pace the small cabin - soon tempting a glance to his friend with cautious words;

“As I’ve said; A lifetime ago… Oboro’s made sure of that.”

His lungs swelled with air as the small Doman found his body relaxing, breathing back to a silent norm at the words - no matter how he had tried to keep his reaction to a minimum - going as far as to recline against the chair in a lax movement, speaking with his own hesitance at a question that nagged at his mind;

“Who was ‘She’? The woman you were talking about?”

Makoto almost regretted asking - seeing how Kei’ta’s tail stopped full swing, the dulled color of his ears twitching for a moment before staying taut to their position - but he could also hear the low hum in his throat as he tried to answer.

“Emmatea. A Dragoon of unmeasured caliber. There was no lancer I had ever come across - friendly or not - that could match her skill in the art. I had asked her once if she had ever danced - and boy did she treat me to a…”

It was almost comical how his expression shifted from the sorrowful remembrance to a gentle wave of embarrassment before he skipped over the topic.

“She was the only reason I lived. I could keep her and I alive through any fight, any storm - her faith in me made sure of that - but I would never be able to fight like she did… It wasn’t fury, nor just pure skill… it was a will, indomitable and stubborn that made her so scary.”

By this point the rambling catman had returned to his seat, though this time he sat facing out, leaning with his good side against the back of the wood with a chuckled sigh.

“Emmatea… she was my sun… and I never told her that enough.”

Makoto saw that sadness once again edging to his eyes - that dark numbness he had become so prone to falling into - and Makoto found himself scrambling to speak again - anything to keep this smile on the lips of his friend;

“What was she like? What did she look like?”

His ears once again swiveled to listen to the soft voice of the Au Ra’s concern, though hearing only the questions to spin thoughts to a happy memory.

“She was… amazing. Even out of combat her prowess for things amazed me - quick to make friends, flirty or not, we always had a full party with us when we needed them, even if they had better things to do than try and help her get to a particularly difficult fishing spot… Not shy in asking for things either; but just as quick to offer whatever she could to make it up to us… “

Kei’ta paused a moment.

“And… she was…. Is…. beautiful. There is no person I have ever seen that I will say, that I can say, makes me feel like she does. He fur always glistens with a shine, a glow, that brightens the deep browns, the gentle curls of her hair always soft like silk… I never tired of brushing it for her - or just holding her... “

His lips pursed for a second before his voice lowered to a murmur;

“She was warm… I… Even when we made camp in the ruins near Al Meigo…. I was never cold. Emmatea would always want me to hold her… she knows I don’t mind, I’d never make a fuss.”

Makoto noticed how the ninja danced his phrases between present and past tense, a frown pressing against his lips, almost like he didn’t know he had lost everything yet.

“Even when I had just started my Healer’s training; trying in vain to get a steady hold over my emotions, she always tips that scale without trying, I just can’t - couldn’t- bear to see her injured… or worse….I.”

His words stopped abruptly as he raised his palm to his face, tight fingers clenched over his eyes as his jaw clenched tight. Makoto’s posture straightened, words on the tip of his tongue as his fingers began to reach for the distraught man - but he stopped as he heard the soft choked sob caught in his throat, and saw the tears starting to escape from between his fingers.

Instead he just waited, silently as his conflicted companion fought the demons of his memories, and the guilt of his actions.

Thanks for reading. Honestly, it means a lot just you doing that. Im not a confident person at all. Not good at much. So Thank you.