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sanct1f1ed · 5 months ago
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So fer a guy like me who doesn't know a lot about TF2 comics. Just how big of a deal is issue #7 becoming real.
i will explain how big of a deal it is with two images:
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lock3d-n-load3d · 3 months ago
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Hii! Im the anon that asked for owl facts (Thanks Rafel!) Im honored to have been the first ask :]
Now, Ask for everyone:
Favorite color and food?
[[Orange! For both questions!]] - Firebug
Favourite color, hm? Well thats gotta be ah...call me a bit bland but brown. Its a nice, simple colour. 'N my favourite food is beef jerky. Its a good snack during long battles, and considering I usually stick near my machines its nice to have somethin' to keep me going. - Reese
You're velcome! Now zhen...favourite color...I vould have to say blue, its vhat mein liebe vears! Oh it just suits him so vell, such a calm und nonthreatening color on zhe best man I could ever ask to end up vizh! Und yet he manages to best me in zhe battlefield vhenever ve do have to fight, but zhat might be due to me getting distracted by him. I cant help zhe distraction! Hes just...alvays on mein mind. Gott I should bring Francis to zhe base again, I've already begun to miss him. Anyvays enough about mein husband. I got distracted zhere. Cant help but zhink about him anyvays. Aheh...uh...vhat vas...ah, yes! Favourite food...mm...pretzels, admittedly. Zhey're salty yet somevhat sweet. Zhey're not as sweet as Francis, of course, but zhat doesnt change anyzhing! - Rafel
Aye. Silver. And alcohol. I dont eat. - Demobot
...Favourite color is baby blue. Its a nice color. Reminds me of snow. Favourite food is Shchi. Reminds me of home. - Stas
Easy answers, these. Red, and kangaroo meat. Surprisingly good stuff. All the others here are too chicken to try it though...except for Firebug and Reese. Bloody scare me sometimes those two. - Archie
Well like da Sniper said, red! Its a frickin badass color and way superior to blue! Favourite food is turkey! Way more flavourful than chicken! Seriously if you wanna attract a girl, go for turkey instead a' chicken! - John
GREEN, LIKE THE STATUE OF LIBERTY. AND MONEY. AND MY FAVOURITE FOOD IS FISH. ANY KIND. DOES NOT MATTER. - Terry (who has been told he does not need to shout for these to function)
Hm. Stupid question. But I would have to answer with wine red. And my favourite food would have to be salmon en papillote. - René
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Hey! Mod again, sorry about taking so long. Took awhile to think of how to answer this honestly. Especially since as of now my wifi isnt so good. Also Firebug's answers will have [[]] around them as a sort of translation of their muffled nonsense because otherwise there'd be no point in having them answer anything - Epimedes
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deltachapel · 2 years ago
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this is a question to the team themselves. how did you come up with gustatl's typing quirk?
Well, I have to go on a bit of a tangent to answer that. Gustatl's name comes from 2 things. Gust, as in a gust of wind, and Ehecatl, (E-heh-cah-tuhl) also known as Quetzalcoatl. (Kets-all-coh-tuhl) Quetzalcoatl is the most important god in Aztec mythology, and along with many other things, created the wind. He appears in the form of Ehecatl, a bipedal feathered-serpent that looks somewhat like a human in stature. Since Ehecatl is a serpent, we figured that a neat quirk would be that Gustatl slurred his "s" sounds, which include s's, c's, and sometimes x's, (like in the word next) which is a trait mostly given to snake or snake-like characters in media. This also references a sort of spoiler-y detail about Gustatl, being that he pulls from another Aztec mythological entity, the Ouroborus, which, in Aztec mythos, is depicted as a serpent eating it's own tail. It represents both the beginning and the end, and is a metaphor to Gustatl's never-ending lust for power, which ended up "consuming" most of his humanity. Not that he's a human, you get what I mean.
Sorry about the long-winded answer! I could write for hours about all the thought that went into Gustatl's design, personality, origins, and backstory. He's by far my favorite creation, even if I only created certain parts of him. @snakeoilsalemsan originally thought of his concept, after all.
Long story short: Snakes. Have a good one, anon. -Vic
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aardvaark · 4 months ago
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i think maggie would be the only person in the leverage universe who DOES notice the leverage team members occasionally becoming famous. like she’d tune into the world news and then have to call the team to check if sophie really died in a small european country during a turbulent election. "no but wasn’t my funeral so poignant? they put my face on the $20 note!" okay great glad to know you’re not dead. she watches a game of baseball on TV and just sighs deeply when the camera pans to eliot. next time she sees the team, she compliments his baseball skills. for some reason he mutters something about a sandwich while looking wistfully into the distance.
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slimsnipes · 1 year ago
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baby scout chews and drools on your 1,500 USD designer tie.. what do you do..?
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parisoonic · 3 months ago
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'We go together!' 🤝
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mail-me-a-snail · 13 days ago
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kinda like this is what im saying
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800db-cloud · 3 months ago
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PLEASE POST THE ONE MILLION DOODLES YOU ARE SHY TO POST /pos 🙏
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sure thang o7 here are some i made that i think are good enough to post. can you tell who my favorite merc to draw is
re: the last comic: i have way too many spy hcs. Way Too Many. anyway here’s (BLU) spy accidentally traumadumping on his teammates. is he Alright.
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hoe4hotchner · 2 months ago
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Hi there! Can you write some HotchxColonelReader?! Like the Team comes by morging and sees Hotch, Strauss, Rossi and a woman from the army discussing something at Hotch's office about a case. Then, then discovery that THAT is the Hotchs' wife?! Sorry about my english. :) And Thank yoouuuuuuu!! I love all your work!!!
Absolutely!!! This was so much fun to write, and such a different prompt to what I usually get 🫶 Don't worry about your english ;) i'm not a native speaker 💕😘
Reverence | [A.H]
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𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘈𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘔𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘊𝘞: 𝘔𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘱, 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘺𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘴, 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘳, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘥𝘺𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘞𝘊: 1𝘬
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           The early morning haze clung to the bullpen, and the rhythmic hum of coffee machines mixed with the muffled clicks of keyboards as the team settled into their desks. The quiet lull of routine was only broken by Morgan’s curious gaze as he caught a glimpse of Hotch’s office from across the room. The blinds were open, revealing an unusual scene - Hotch, Strauss, Rossi, and an unfamiliar woman standing together in what could only be described as a tense, closed-door meeting. The three agents looked on edge compared to her.
           “Hey,” Morgan called out quietly, his voice low with intrigue as he nodded toward the glass window. “What’s going on in there?”
           JJ glanced over from her desk, noticing the woman in uniform standing alongside the senior agents. Her sharp, tailored military attire contrasted starkly against the office's corporate formality. The woman exuded authority; her posture was stiff, shoulders back, chin raised with the kind of self-assurance that comes from years of commanding subordinates.
           “Who is she?” JJ whispered, leaning forward. “She looks like she’s ready to bark out several orders any second now.”
           Morgan folded his arms across his chest, eyebrows raised in amusement. “Definitely military or marines. Look at that posture. You don’t stand like that out of free will unless you’ve seen action.”
           Reid, already drawn into the mystery woman, was fidgeting with the edge of his sweater trying to piece the puzzle together. “Maybe she’s part of an interagency collaboration? It could be something related to national security.”
           As the team watched, the woman turned slightly, her profile sharp and no-nonsense. Her movements were measured, and deliberate - every inch of her seemed to be about precision and control. Even though they were observing her through glass, it felt like her presence dominated the entire office.
           They didn’t have long to speculate before the door to Hotch’s office clicked open. Strauss emerged first, her usual expression in place as she nodded to the agents, followed by Rossi, who sported his signature knowing grin with a quick wink. But it was the woman who truly commanded attention as she stepped into the bullpen. The clack of her polished boots against the floor was precise, each step purposeful and calculated. Her uniform gleamed under the fluorescent lights, the medals and badges catching the glint of rays from the morning sun through the windows. She held her head high, her gaze sweeping the room like a hawk surveying its territory.
           Morgan straightened in his chair as she walked past, eyes wide with respect. “She’s definitely not here for pleasantries.”
           Before anyone could add another word, the woman stopped, her sharp gaze locking onto the team. It wasn’t just a glance - it was the kind of stare that felt like being x-rayed. The whispers, the subtle looks, the quiet gossip - they hadn’t gone unnoticed. Her lips pressed into a thin line, and with a swift motion, she crossed her arms over her chest, her gaze narrowing.
           The air in the room shifted instantly as she addressed them. Her voice, though calm, carried the unmistakable weight of authority. “Is there something you’d like to share with the class?”
           The team froze. Her tone wasn’t loud, but it was firm, resonating with the controlled power of someone who was used to giving orders. It sliced through the air like a knife, leaving a lingering tension in its wake. JJ’s mouth opened slightly, Morgan leaned forward, and even Reid looked uncharacteristically startled.
           “No, ma’am,” they responded in unison, almost instinctively. The words tumbled out, a reflex to the command in her voice. It was as if, for a brief moment, they were recruits in boot camp being called to attention.
           Her eyes lingered on them for a moment, assessing, before a flicker of amusement danced across her features. Her posture remained as strict as before, but there was the faintest hint of a smirk at the corner of her mouth. She nodded once, satisfied with their response, then turned her attention back to Hotch, who stood quietly in the doorway of his office.
           “I’ll be returning to base,” she said, her voice noticeably softer, though still firm. She gave Hotch a look that lingered just a fraction too long for it to be strictly professional.
           “Thank you for coming by,” Hotch replied, his tone warm but restrained. There was something different about the way he spoke to her - his usual clipped authority was replaced by an almost imperceptible tenderness.
           “Of course,” she replied, a small smile tugging at her lips. Then, her voice dropped into something far more intimate. “Aaron.”
           The use of his first name hung in the air, so casual, so familiar, yet it sent shockwaves through the team.
           JJ’s eyes widened. “Did she just call him Aaron?”
           Morgan’s jaw nearly dropped. “Hold up. Did she just—?”
           The woman didn’t wait for their reactions. With a brisk turn, she walked out of the office, her boots echoing down the hallway as she left, her military bearing never faltering. It was only after the door had swung shut behind her that Rossi, who had been watching the whole thing with barely concealed amusement, let out a chuckle.
           “Looks like the cat’s out of the bag,” Rossi said, crossing his arms as he leaned against a desk in the bullpen. “That, ladies and gentlemen, is Hotch’s wife.”
           The team stared at him, slack-jawed.
           “His wife?” JJ managed, her voice unbelieving.
           “Colonel actually,” Rossi clarified, eyes twinkling with mischief. “She’s been in the army for years. Taught Hotch everything he knows about being strict.”
           “She’s tougher than Hotch,” Morgan added, still trying to wrap his head around the revelation.
           “Way tougher,” Rossi said, winking at the team.
           “That was… something else.” Emily managed to say through her disbelief.
           They turned to look at Hotch, before he returned to his office, his expression unreadable as he resumed his work. For a brief second, though, as his gaze flicked toward the team, they could see the faintest smile - a private, almost imperceptible curve of his lips.
           “You never asked,” he said simply, allowing a rare smile to tug at the corners of his lips before turning his attention back to his office and paperwork, leaving the team still gaping.
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morganbritton132 · 6 months ago
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Eddie, posting to Tiktok: My husband is on a bar trivia team with our friend, Max.
Eddie: Every time he goes to trivia, he gets drunk and then text me asking why I don’t introduce him to celebrities I don’t know.
*Eddie moves to the edge of the screen to show a screenshot of their text conversation.
The first text Steve sent says: They gave us a free round of drinks cause they can’t accommodate Max’s vision impairment this time.
The second text says: Round 1 done. We’re in last place!
The third text says: U were an answer!!!!!
Then an hour goes by and Steve texts: Why won’t u let me meet Rihanna???? I won’t be embarrasssing*
Eddie, taking up the screen again: ….Hi Rihanna, we met on a carpet once. Dunno if you remember but would you like to meet a middle school math teacher from Indiana? He’s cute.
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sanct1f1ed · 2 months ago
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yo wheres Ford's bitchin journaler flag one of ours wants to make a color pick n use it please
HERES DA FLAG FOR JOURNAL KEEPER THAT HE MADE 🤙🤙🤙
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warpedpuppeteer · 7 months ago
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The Buckley-Diaz family Conundrum:
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zarla-s · 8 months ago
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we were in the middle of something, do you MIND
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guardian-of-soho · 1 year ago
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Thinking again about the very first scene, and how Aziraphale was fascinated and besotted by the Starmaker. Not-yet-Crowley is so full of light, and joy, and innocent intent — and Aziraphale is already afraid. He already knows not to ask questions. Whoever he’s been with, they aren’t like the Starmaker. Heaven already isn’t safe; they don’t love what they’ve made. They’re blithely planning its destruction. But the Starmaker loves his stars. He wants them to live. And even though Aziraphale doesn’t have words yet for what is wrong in Heaven, he feels the fear of it — and he sees the Starmaker hasn’t gone wrong yet, and he loves him for it. He loves him for loving the world.
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parisoonic · 1 month ago
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can you draw some more medic and pauling...? I would love them just gossiping
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have some doodles! Something something patient confidentiality....
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quantumshade · 7 months ago
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can anyone explain to me at what point rose tyler was "unbelievably stupid". was it when she was inventing transdimensional travel
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