#the 7th comic is finally out!!!!!

[doodlydoodlies]

Enjoyable moment from the new comic

[lasagoofs]

your honor I can't stop thinking about them

[rivriderart]

I was asked by a friend yesterday if I could offer basic tips about comic paneling. As it turns out, I have a lot to say on the matter! I tried breaking down the art of paneling using the principles of art and design, and I hope it helps you out!

EDIT: uh uh there are a lot of people reblogging this, so i figure i may as well append this now while i can lol

This whole thing was very much cranked out in a few hours so I had a visual to talk about with a friend! If this gives you a base understanding of paneling, that's awesome! Continue to pull in studies from the comics you see and what other artists do well and don't do well! You can tell paneling is doing well when the action is flowing around in its intended reading format.

Here's the link to the globalcomix article from which I pulled the images about panel staggering! Someone sent in a reblog that it wasn't totally clear that the 7th slide mostly covers what NOT to do in regards to staggering, and that is my mistake!

I saw in a tag that someone was surprised I used MamaYuyu too, and I don't blame them lol. If I had given myself more than a couple hours maybe I would have added something else on, I just really admire MamaYuyu's paneling personally.

uh uh, final append: I am by no means a renowned master of paneling, so if you find anything off base here, by all means, counter it with your own knowledge and ways you can build upon from here! Art is always a sum knowledge of everything we find. 💪

[tealmussel]

What a year, huh?

The bots being gone, the 7th comic finally out. It feels like a new era or the end of one. Anyway, I love you TF2. I know the comic is all about letting go, but don't think I'm leaving anytime soon.

This was supposed to be a part of a page, but it became its own thing lmao

____ ko-fi

[kathaynesart]

Hey everyone, so a very dear friend of mine (aka the Mikey in my life) has been raising money for a life changing surgery and I've been helping where I can by taking on private commissions with all proceeds going to her fund.

My mutuals have already taken up the majority of my remaining slots, but I wanted to reach out to you all with a Final Prize Commission from yours truly!

How to be eligible for this commission?

Just REBLOG this post and you will be automatically be entered (note: only 1 reblog per person)

You can also make a donation of $1 (euro) or more directly to her Go Fund Me below for a second entry! (Make sure to mention your Tumblr handle as well in the donation so you'll be easy for me to find!)

The reblogging/donations will go until October 7th, 11:59PM PST, at which point I will compile all the names and announce the winner soon after! The prize is a commission from me that would normally go for $50-75! Every reblog and dollar helps immensely so thank you everyone for your kindness and consideration! <3

Also, here are a few commissions I've already completed to give you an idea of what to expect! Thank you to all my recent commissioners who have been so generous and wonderful. I wish I could do more but I only have so much time before the upcoming surgery date!

COMMISSION DETAILS BELOW THE CUT

Commission Details:

1-2 characters

single image (no comics/shorts)

no NSFW requests

mild blood/violence is fine

minimal background elements

limited color palette (feel free to request specific colors)

doesn't have to be TMNT related

OC's are fine (but will need reference)

[skeletalheartattack]

was struggling to stay asleep last night but i had a dream about the 7th issue TF2 comic finally releasing. sadly though i can't really remember anything regarding the comic (besides the fact that it was supposedly the longest comic out of all the issues), however... there was a portion of the dream where, i was either looking at the header for the update page that held the comic... or i was looking at the front page of the comic itself. it was just a lineup of the 9 classes in order, one next to the other, with everyone holding up a cardboard sign of sorts. i couldn't tell you for the life of me what the majority of them said, but i distinctly remember the Engineer holding up a sign that just said "THEY/THEM", but the 'THEY' was crossed out and replaced with 'BUILD UP', so all the sign said was "BUILD UP/THEM"

[king-casino]

Cracks knuckles. SO. TIME FOR ME TO ACTUALLY WRITE OUT MY INTERPRETATION OF SCOUT AND SPY'S FINAL RELATIONSHIP SHOWN IN THE 7TH COMIC. 

Spy still has not told Scout that he's his father. Why, you may ask? Well.... Scout doesn't need him. Scout went his whole life without Spy, and he's made a new life for himself now. Even if Scout were to learn that information, it really wouldn't do anything but possibly destroy him and Spy's current relationship. In Spy's eyes, Scout will always be his son. But from Scout's, Spy will never be his dad, even if he finds out. Spy knows this. He knows Scout doesn't need him. He knows that if he really wanted to have a father-son relationship with Scout, he should have been there when he was a kid. 

Remember this line from Scout? I think thematically, it could have possibly been referring to Spy too.

And honestly? I truly wouldn't be surprised if Scout already knows. Learned way back in the day at RED. He's smarter than everyone (including himself) gives him credit for. He just needs to get his head outta his ass in order to actually use said smartness. Like in the comic, you can see he's clearly matured, and he's clearly doing a great job. He's honestly fairly intelligent! Anyway... I wouldn't be surprised if Scout already knew, and decided to not give a shit. Scout might have had the same logic as above, he doesn't need Spy, and Spy will never be his father. And i could also see Scout TELLING Spy that he knows! But telling him that same thing, Spy will never be his dad. So the "I'm.... Your father's friend from work." Line could possibly be... Scout doesn't view Spy as his *dad*. So therefore, he probably wouldn't want his kids to view Spy as their grandfather, because it could be complicated. Scout just doesn't care about being Spy's son. He doesn't wanna make up for lost times and have a father now. He cares about Spy, and wants him in his life, but not in a father-son way. And Spy's okay with that. It still hurts, not because Scout rejected him, but because he knows this is his own fault. Moments like that, where he's talking to Scout's kids, his heart aches. 

Anyway! That's my two possible interpretations!!! …⁠ᘛ⁠⁐̤⁠ᕐ⁠ᐷ…⁠ᘛ⁠⁐̤⁠ᕐ⁠ᐷ…⁠ᘛ⁠⁐̤⁠ᕐ⁠ᐷ

[bluespace-writer]

Seat saved for you

Team Fortress 7th comic story

> Team Fortress characters and GenderNeutral!Reader - [platonic,family dynamic]

Your breath puffed in faint clouds, as the sun was slowly hiding behind mountains of snow. You walked through a neighbourhood, gazing at houses decorated on Smissmas with bright lights and other plastic holiday-themed decorations. You hold a small letter addressed specifically to you from your old friend, Scout, or now, Jeremy Willis, who was inviting you to join and celebrate holidays this year. You couldn't show up on previous ones, you worked alongside Miss Pauling, helping her get rid of even the smallest connection mercs ever had with the TF industry. You spend over six years helping them, just so they can live normal lives. After long years of destroying the past, you were happy to enjoy the future.

When you got that letter, you answered, promising to show up.

A cold wind was blowing the at back of your neck, as you slowly raised your hand to knock on doors. You waited, ready for someone to open them, tapping your foot over the wooden porch, in the meantime checking if you had everything on you, soon doors opened, and you couldn't stop smiling knowing you'd get to see them again, after seven years.

◇ ◇ ◇

"Oh hey! It's You !" Jeremy opened the door, welcoming you with a wide smile on his face "Get in here, you big dummy"

"Hello there Jeremy! I am late?" You asked.

Fortunately for you, they were just getting started. You put away your coat and presents you brought for others and change your boots, not wanting to dirty the floor with wet shoes. Scout led you to the living room from which loud sounds of laughter were heard. As you walked, you listened to your friend, thanking you for showing up and sticking around for so long. You sparkled with joy at every word he was saying, still in disbelief at how much this loud boy had grown.

"Alright c'mon before this gets embarrassin' " you smirked, knowing it kinda already did.

"Miss Pauling brought us a turkey! But just remember...-"

Both of you stepped into the warm bright light of the room, it blinded you for a moment, but when your eyes adjusted, you saw them all sitting around a large table with a smile on each familiar face. Not the fake one. No. It was the true smile of joy, happiness, freedom, ...of life.

It was something..... that even the most positive words could not describe.

"We couldn't' have done any of this without you."

...you?

You stood there, eyes slowly filling with tears as wide smile showed up on you face. You stared at Scout, who was pointing at saved seat for you, waiting for you to sit down and join them. You walked up to him...and gave him big hug.

"Thank you..." you wishpered, before letting him go.

You sat down, and noticed a man sitting on your left next to you. Was it-

"I see you finally decided to join us"

It was Spy. You tried hard not to freak out, or scream in joy, so you just cracked wide stupid smile.

Everyone started do what they did best, the started to talk loudly, asking you many questions about you job, life, family, everything! You were happy to meet in person their family members, little girl named Tanya was the first one to introduce herself and invited you to play with them. Other kids swarmed you like bee's, wanting all your attention to themselves. So did Pyro, who was holding your arm close to their chest, expressing how much they missed you. Fortunately you were saved by Heavy, who invited you for a drink alongside Medic, Demo, Engi and Sniper. Later Solider pulled you aside to introduce you to his children [with interesting choice of names] and his loving wife Zhanna, who gave you death threat if you try to look at her man in any funny way. At least she gave you strong handshake. Later Heavy's youngest sister Bronislava handed you over some pictures she took, from simple selfies to group photos with men you used to work with but never stop beeing friends with.

◇ ◇ ◇

Hours passed but for you it didn't matter. Time was not a thing when you were with them all, enjoying every second of chaotic energy they brought to this room. Scout was more than happy to see how you and his kids bonded, especially after you told them stories about how their father saved your life many times, how they beat up the bad guys and uncovered secrets together. For the little ones it was one check of a fairly tale, but for you it was your past. Then loud booming was heard outside, as sky sparkled with colors.

"Fireworks!" Kids shouted as they run past you, pining their face to the window and watching with aw how sky lights up on many different colors. As kids watched you sneak away, to join the adults in the living room, to take a break. Spy poured some water in your glass, and handed it to you with gentle smile. You took a sip and looked around, memories coming back to you. It was a long time ago.... wasn't it?

Well

This party just like every party will end, but memories from it will stay in your mind, sorry but you won't forget those nine morons in a lonnggggg time ha! Enjoy this party, even if you have to know it will end eventually, because this won't go on forever... but long enough to make fantastic moment that soon you'll be calling memories.

At that moment Scout rased his glass and shouted "Wishing you Merry Smissmas everyone!"

Team shouted with joy as you joined them, with bright smile on your face, feeling lucky to meet this team all those years ago.

[mythicalvoid787]

I have been proven wrong

The 7th and actual final tf2 comic has been out since December 20th. I love it. Here's a few photos I took from it.

My boy spy is a caring father now :3

[tempural]

Happy 6 year anniversary to my Dadspy comic ♥

Got reminded of it, cuz some aspects of the new #7 TF2 comic follow the deadbeat dad Christmas specials I complain about in this comic.

For my comic's anniversary, I wrote alt text for the comic. So click on that ALT label on the image for the dialogue transcription. I also wrote a little afterword now that the official comics are finished as far as we know. Both of those are on the comic's page. Read the afterword after the read more cut here too ☺

The 7th TF2 comic finally came out this month.

I know what patterns writers follow to pull certain heartstrings, ESPECIALLY in this cursed month of December in the English language. They call it cheap pops in wrasslin y'know :P Say the name of the city you're in, get the crowd to cheer. Say happy Holidays and happy turkey dinner, get the crowd to go awww. It's a Charlie Brown Christmas Special~!

I'm glad that the comic's decade-long cliffhanger is done! I'm glad there's closure for those who need it in their ~canon~. And I'm glad that I still prefer the old open-ended game/sfm world to play with my characters in 😛 I personally prefer less explaination and lore. Even if the new ~official~ lore won't satisfy me as a disgusting gen wunner, I'm really glad the fanart and fanfiction era of 2007 was so creative and led to so many different interpetations of the enviroment and characters!

And I'm glad that the wild west wasteland of the 2007 era fed into my own creative process 😼 Both the fans and the Valve stuff! I have Ollie/Liv and Basile as my own characters outside of the TF2 universe. I love the absurdist violent humor of the game and I think that's fairly apparent in my non-fanart. And I love that other people have also been influenced by TF2 in the past, and make characters and stories in-and-out of the universe where I can see that same string of influence that I've had.

Cape comics are written by many different people, drawn by many different artists over many different eras. Batman in the 1940's is different that the 80's or 2020's. There are different timelines and universes for all those different creative versions, and I think that's really cool. That's probably the most inspriring creative thing for me -- a cast of characters (characters being a vague collection of personality traits) that reappear in different stories in different shapes and forms for different themes!

I think TF2 does that SO well with the games, SFMs, and the fan creations it inspired. The silly Spy in ElTorroRus64's "Spynapple Pizza" animation serves a different purpose than the sad Spy in KrasniyB's "Left Inside" animation. Everyone has their own version of Tentaspy. I don't have a strong connection to the TF2 comics characters of Jeremy or Ludwig, but I'll still love the core concept of the Scout or Medic to manipulate for our own purposes 💖

[breadloverovo]

THANK YOU, TF2 C':

I finally had a chance yo read the 7th issue. I didn't go to work today for reading it.

I first played TF2 shortly after Jungle Infierno was out. You might say I'm a 'newby', and yes I am, nonetheless, that doesn't make me love this less. I read every single comic, I have made all contracts twice, I was there for every update, I even played with the bots, and you know what?

I'LL GET A TF2 TATTOO SOON. I'LL POST IT HERE ONCE I GOT IT.

MERRY SMISSMASS EVERYONE OF U, MERCENARIES!

[godhandler]

Rent A BF!

#5 | young toji fushiguro x reader | fluff, mentions of prostitution, aged and sometimes offensive terminology, gun violence | 540 words

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Round hollow goes the barrel of the gun right between your eyes. The world has stopped turning, the cherry blossoms frozen mid-fall, the Sumida silent, songbirds choked. There is nothing but a gun held to your face. 

“Your watch and purse. Don’t try any dirty tricks and no one gets hurt,” comes a voice. You can’t move a finger or reply. You can’t.

“Watch and purse, lady. C’mon, be a good girl.” 

You can’t. Move. Even less when the voice shoves the gun further into your forehead. Hard metal, nuzzle ominously warm.

“Easy, big guy. Don’t make any sudden movements.” The gun swings off you, and you can finally breathe air into your burning lungs, and onto Toji. 

No. Not Toji. Fucking not, not if I have any say in it. 

“Say what, miss?” Everyone, the robber, Toji and you yourself are shocked by your words. Your audacity. “The hell are you gonna do?”

Without thinking (clearly), you throw yourself in front of Toji, falling against his chest with your arms spread. “He’s my employee!” You shout so loud you’re sure to be heard halfway across the park. “You can’t harass my employee!” 

“The fuck are you on about–”

“I pay him to spend time with me so he’s my employee and you can’t kill him.” You’re babbling out of fear, tears streaming down your face. It’s almost comical, frankly. “You can’t kill Toji he’s a good guy you can’t kill people no you go ahead and kill me instead.”

“Lady, I just want your purse, I’m not killing anyo–”

“Lay it off, Yuzu.” Toji, hands in pockets, calmly looks down at you. “She’s gonna faint.”

“Yuzu?” You question, watching Toji and the robber bump fists. You’re suddenly aware that the robber is a young guy about Toji’s age, a black fur coat wrapped over his shoulders. In spring. 

“Lives near my place.” Toji cocks his head. “Practicing to get into the Yakuza.”

“Sorry about the fright, ma’am.” Gun tucked back into the pocket of his jeans, Yuzu flashes a bright smile at you. As if he wasn’t robbing you in broad daylight 20 seconds ago. “I didn’t think Toji would mind if I robbed you, my bad! See, I’m still a novice.” He bonked himself on the head lightly, sticking his tongue out in mock pain. “I’ll treat you to some skewers, how about that?”

Yuzu wouldn’t take no for an answer. Shiori Park is a 10 minute walk from Minami-Sinju, Yuzu explains as he leads both you and Toji towards their local skewer spot. You’re still a bit wary of him, the feverish shock of the encounter making you wobbly in the knees. I mean, what the God fucking hell just happened? 

Without a word, Toji squats down in front of you when you knock into him for the 7th time, unable to walk, think, or talk straight, motioning for you to get on.

Yuzu wants to ask why Toji is carrying his employer on his back. But the way your head falls on his nape, breath warming his collar, the careful positioning of his arms hooked under your knees, and the way Toji refuses to look at anyone but the waves of the Sumida as they walk, Yuzu thinks that he knows the answer. 

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a/n: ooooh

also, last time i went to tokyo was before the pandemic and till then there was no flea market in minami-sinju, as far as i know. i lied. i made it all up. i thought of making it a book fair (reader gets surprised by toji's unexpected knowledge of classical literature) or a food festival (giving me a chance to info dump on different types of dumplings across the world), but i went with this at the end.

i was reading no longer human by dazai osamu and yuzu is a bastardised pronunciation of the narrator's name lol. it's a great book tho, so raw and heart-wrenching, please do read it once!

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

Lil wholesome story time: I'm currently in my 7th semester (last year of college) and we don't have many classes to attend, like I only have 3 classes and an internship. So to fill up my remaining credits, I decided to enter the Comics Class. It was a class from the Visual Communication Design major, but students from any other major can attend it as well.

Anyway, I went to the class, there were 70-ish students, we were divided into groups of 4, and got assigned to design a character for our comics. The four of us went crazy, talked about our characters and stuff, it was weird in the most fun way possible, but we were vibing with our characters.

We got carried away, and literally 15 minutes before the classes ended, one of us said "oh hey let's trade Instagram art accounts!" and one by one we had to say our usernames. When it's my turn, I said "it's sleepy, confused, potato."

One of my group of friends literally STARED at me with laser beam eyes. She said, "SLEEPYCONFUSEDPOTATO????" and I said "Ye--YeAaH????" She repeated, "THE SLEEPYCONFUSEDPOTATO????" and I nodded harder, "YEAH???? IT'S MY INSTAGRAM ACCOUNT-- I CAN SPELL IT IF YOU WANT--" as I opened my IG on my phone. AND THEN SHE BEGAN SHAKING AND MOVING HER KNEES AND COVERING HER FACE FLUSTERED AND THEN SHE SAID "I FINALLY FOUND YOU!!!! I'M A BIG FAN!!!"

AND I WAS LIKE "NO FUCKING WAYYYY" SHE SAID "JADE RIGHT????" AND I WENT "OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD."

Her friend (from the same major) said that she's been looking for me all this time, like I've written on my bios that I'm from Bandung, same college, from this major, and bla bla bla. Turns out she's a fan of CoD as well and in Indo it's pretty rare to find a CoD fan irl. So then she decided to attend this comics class, and then suddenly they were grouped together with me without knowing that I'm that kid that she's been looking for it was fucking funny AJSDFLJAFDA 😂😂

Anyway she has an OC ship as well with Price and we screamed and fangirled together after the class it was super unexpected af and it certainly made my day.

[nikrouz]

"Muse with Aquamarine Scales" (Full Comic) 28-page long self contained comic about a bird who started seeing flying fish

Oops, reached the limit of images per post with the last page. Guess i'll have to add Afterword in text form: Been a while since I've done something in comic form. So yeah, initially "Muse" started out as a self-proposed challenge to do a short comic story within 2 weeks of production. Not 2 weeks straight, just a total of 2 weeks' worth of free days, majority of which I could spend on it. And as far as writing and storyboarding got, I didn't really have much problem with that, finishing up both at around a week. I already sketched down character designs and had a story structure ready from the conceptual step of the process. But as I moved on to sketching, I slowed down my work on it paradoxically enough 'cause i didn't want to waste any free days I had when I felt like I wouldn't do much progress with, so those days wouldn't count to the arbitrary 2 weeks limit I gave myself. The limit being my way of trying to handle my perfectionism issues, going with more concept-arty quality than properly cleaned arts. And even then, in the end I ended up having some specific parts cleaned up, such as the final page. Easy to say that I failed my challenge in terms of the rules I gave myself, firstly I extended production time to 3 and then 4 weeks and around week 3 when I was around halfway into finishing the comic, I lost count of how many days I've given to the production of it. And don't get me wrong, I'm glad I gave more time and attention to a story which I was interested to write for a while now, had this idea for years. Don't think I've ever been as excited when finishing work on a comic before. This was an enjoyable rest from the exhaustive production of ELoNR's second chapter. Thanks for giving it a read. Hope I'll still be around to do more Started work: Somewhere near the start of 2024 Finished: 7th of July 2024 Proofreaders: Rudra and Joshua C. Pipkins

[wixelt]

I...

The 7th Team Fortress comic is out.

I know most of you don't follow me for TF2 stuff, but... shit.

I don't think I can express the wave of melancholy I'm feeling.

This comic was a big part of my latter teens, interests-wise, and--

That ending was so good, but it feels like a lost thread of my life I thought would be forever left dangling was finally tied off and... I'm a fucking mess.

[ello-meno-p-tf2]

TF2 Parent Trap

So now that I've finally got some time and motivation back I need to share this idea that popped up after the 7th comic

--

After Smissmas Spy hangs around, dropping in on Scout and the kids and helping out and overall starting to make up for being an absent dad by being a good grandpa

And half of Scout is like 'hell yeah, free babysitter!' but the other half has ulterior motives

One day he asks Spy to babysit and just as the Frenchman arrives so does Scout's Ma

Scout hurries out, quickly thanking both of them for watching the kids and reminds them that bedtime is 8:30pm and please do not tell them any scary stories

And both of them are stunned for a moment. Then Scout's Ma is ready to tell Spy that she can handle the kids and he can fuck off but then all their little faces appear in the doorway and they're all so hype to have both grandma and grandpa over. Best sleepover EVER

At first, Scout's Ma is real short with him, but the more they interact and play with the kids the more she starts to forgive and even starts to enjoy his presence and she's starting to see why Scout has been letting him in

They fall back into familiar patterns, cooking dinner together, dancing a little, she's so overjoyed to see how much he loves these little kids

Then Spy ruins it by saying something stupid about how this is how it could have been

And Scout's Ma explodes. How dare he say how it could have been like it wasn't his fault???? Like there were exterior factors that kept Spy from being a father and husband

Scout comes home expecting his parents to have reconciled but instead finds Spy smoking on the porch while his Ma is aggressively cleaning the house and now he's gotta figure out how he can trap the two of them in a room together

Btw Scout was 100% out on a date with Sniper in this scenario