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[jesncin]

Two FAce Attorney for DC Gotcha for Gaza! (prompts closed!) Okay the prompt was just to draw Two Face but I've had this joke in my mind for so long that I had to draw it heheh

[shattered-tea-art]

Star Wars Artober | Day 1: Jedi | Kanan Jarrus

[bob-artist]

Hi, New People?

For some unfathomable reason, Tumblr has decided to suggest my blog to brand-new accounts to follow, so I've had a crazy influx of followers who, of the ones that are genuine accounts, probably have no idea what they've signed up for. (sorry.)

Oh, and I also have some new bittern-loving followers who have a slightly better idea but might not know the whole story!

So, here's your chance to escape, if you so choose.

Anyway, I'm Bob! I've been here since like 2012. I mostly make comics, but I also do some prose writing, game dev, and general shitposting. Should you choose to continue following me, you will be subjected to such content as

Canada geese.

Like... a LOT of Canada geese.

Also ferrets, the love of my life. And other art and general musings about my favorite animals, including but not limited to bitterns, grebes, pheasants, parrots, crayfish, eels, every single other type of mustelid, alpacas, etc.

But, because I can't be bothered to make myself a consistent "brand," I also make

Very Gay Comics.

I can't emphasize this enough, because I kinda suspect all those plumbing company blogs didn't know this before following me. I make very gay comics.

I'm working on a new webcomic called Into the Smoke that's gonna launch soon. It's about a gay medium who binds himself to a killer ghost, and I think my new follower with the car financing blog is gonna love it.

Lots more on that soon.

Anyway, I don't want to make a super long post. I just want to make sure y'all understand that if you follow me, you will get

Canada geese

and

Very Gay Comics.

Cool? Cool.

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #142

It was considered a pretty big deal when a new ancient gets born. Danny didn’t and wouldn’t know this when he gets into an accident. A signal went out to all magic users that the ancient of space was born as soon as he stepped out of the portal and then things changed. If you could make a deal with an ancient it increased your power way more than that of a demon. Soon Danny gets chased by all sorts of folk trying to make a deal with him. He then gets caught by John Constantine who takes him back to the safety of the watchtower. What is the safest place to put the space ancient? In space!

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 259

You know, going back in time, they thought it would be easy. Stop the end of the world by preventing the Being from well, coming into being. It should be easy to take them out, one death to prevent an untold amount of them. What could a child do?

Well. 

They really should have remembered that with a child usually comes their parent as well. And erm, said parent doesn’t seem to appreciate their logic. In fact, they are… getting their ass kicked. By a civilian. A feral civilian who apparently is very protective of said child-who-ends-up-destroying-the-world. 

They might need assistance…

[ekat-fandom-blog]

Danny and Dani, being the little shits that they are, decide to start mispronouncing items used by other heroes on purpose. Sometimes, they'd straight up just call it the item by the name of a similar item (still pronounced wrong of course).

They weren't expecting Plastic Man and Booster Gold to immediately accept their mispronunciations as the new names for things.

[stars-obsession-pit]

Putting a spin on the JL not helping

Amity Park called the Justice League for help early on in the ghost attacks.

They failed to help.

But it wasn’t out of ignorance or neglect. They genuinely did try to help—or at least to try to investigate the situation.

Something stopped them.

They physically couldn’t enter Amity Park. Even with the JL Dark trying, some effect got in the way.

The most they could do was offer advice.

And, well, the only hero they knew in the area was Red Huntress. They knew of Phantom, of course—they were paying attention—but he was a vigilante at best, maligned heavily by the news. Why would they send him things?

[tanglepelt]

Dc x dp idea 28

Danny is ghost king and he is not vibing with it. In this whenever he transforms the crown is visible to everyone. When he is human he’s the only one who can see it. The glowing green annoys him.

It doesn’t help all his rouges give him a hard time and would rather laugh at him then help. So Danny does his own research. He is not good at it.

He does stumble across a certain soul seller. Maybe he just overheard the name maybe from someone who got a sliver of the soul.

Danny hasn’t been able to sleep from the bright green glow from the crown and is quite desperate. The most logical solution is obviously collecting all the soul parts and making this John guy help him. Dude must know a thing or to about the occult.

John was in the middle of a forced justice league meeting when a green portal from the afterlife opened up and the new king appeared in front of him. The new king was a literal child.

Danny just goes i own your soul now. Want it back tell me how to turn the crown off. He grabs the crown chucks it just for it to appear over his head again. Danny is oblivious to the table of superhero’s hearing him complaining about the lack of sleep he’s gotten.

[gossippool]

so i do think it's very interesting how, at least from what i've observed, people see/depict worst logan as kind of different from the x men logan in terms of their propensity for violence, or rather how this violence is released. i think it has to do with a couple of things:

as many have pointed out, wade is the only one who has ever been able to match him in a fight. so it makes sense that people would headcanon their relationship as involving fights on the regular. but also;

most of what we see from him in the movie is him fighting, and so we assume that he has a tendency towards it, especially since the past he's trying to escape from is exactly that: him being violent towards others, including those who don't deserve it. i think this has definitely subconsciously shaped some people's perception of him in some way.

but i think it's good to remember that what we are shown isn't proportionate to who he is, because the movie necessarily can't develop his character much outside of the plot. i don't think worst logan and x-men logan are different at all in the sense of x-men logan being "gentler", because not only have we just not had the chance to see worst logan act otherwise, but x-men logan also has this same animalistic violence in him. we can see how quickly he unleashes himself in the movies when the situation calls for it, and even when he's doing it to protect, there's still that rage underneath it all.

worst logan is violent towards wade because 1. he's projecting, and 2. wade can take it. but also it's a symptom of something else that he hasn't worked through, possibly decades of trauma he hasn't worked through. i'm working on a fic that explores this rn, but my headcanon is that his post-x-men rampage was a sort of addiction for him because of the release it gave him, which he then replaced with getting shitfaced, and finding someone who could take him in a fight (wade) could be a reversion to the former addiction if he doesn't work on it. (i think that especially with superhero movies, it's so easy to brush off violence as just another normal thing, but realistically, a failure to unpack all that baggage could escalate his problems into something way worse.)

so imo i think worst logan is practically the same, if not very similar, to x-men logan, just that he's a variant that was dealt the worst card, but we interpret his character differently because all we're shown is what he became because of it. we all know logan is gentle with his lovers, and i think that unless wade shows that he enjoys it, logan would not be violent towards him just because wade can take it. just because you can doesn't mean you should, and i think he of all people would understand that

[justaz]

arthur (prince of camelot) still has to study under a tutor bc yknow uther wants him to be very intelligent before becoming king or something bc its super important idk idc anyways merlin is doing chores in his chambers while arthur is squinting at a book and merlin eventually caves and asks him what he’s reading and arthur gruffly explains that its a collection of stories from greece that make absolutely no sense so merlin asks him to read them outloud to him. arthur of course teases him and calls him an idiot and asks how he could possibly help but does as he’s asked and reads the stories to merlin as he does his chores. merlin (being crushed under the weight of destiny and tormented by the prophecies that kilgharrah spews) understands the stories almost immediately and gets all excited and starts rambling about them with arthur. arthur is glad to have someone who understands so he can give something that reflects a hint of understanding to his tutor who accepts it and moves onto the next unit of education.

the thing is, arthur finds more stories in camelot’s library and brings them up to his room to read them aloud to merlin under the guise of completing his studies but really he just wants to watch as merlin’s eyes gleam when he understands whats happening and listen to him ramble on and on about them bc he’s gay. the stories stick with merlin though and he realizes that they’re cautionary tales, that the heroes who were told too much of their future doomed themself to fulfill them - that them fighting the prophecies led to their completion. merlin takes it to heart and gives a big “fuck you” to kilgharrah before forging his own fate and helping morgana with her magic and handing out an olive branch to mordred and now everyone can live happily and peacefully in an albion teeming with magic.

[whump-galaxy]

The whumper training their child/apprentice to use spells on the whumpee. The whumpee is as obedient as possible, but it’s so difficult seeing the whumper be so kind, so loving to someone. And that someone, in all their innocence and naïveté, being kind to them, the lowly whumpee. Only after lessons though, of course.

[sforzesco]

hey! hi! the cartoonist cooperative has an e-sim drive for gaza, offering art for e-sim donations (instructions etc in the link)

[trueloveistreacherous]

@pscentral event 29: warm & cool All right, fine. Take Bob with you into the panic room. Rosa and I will find another way out. I'm sure you will, son. You called me "son." No take-backs.

[trvlystxrk]

*out grocery shopping*

Peter: *takes a free sample twice*

Peter: Robbery and Fraud. I am a Rebel.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 241

Wing au? Wing Au. With perhaps a bit of a twist. Also a hint of eldritchness perhaps. For fun! 

Ghosts have wings. Sure, they aren’t normally seen, not in the visible spectrum, but they do. Scanners pick them up, and sometimes a ghost might even reveal them, which was hypothesized to be some sort of animalistic intimidation attempt. (Something more than one Amity Parker rolled their eyes at)

Everyone had seen them at least once- the motorcycle-driving ghost’s mass of shadowy feathers, the green-haired girls matching shaggy ones, the rocker’s ones that looked like pages of music before bursting into flame. Even the box ghost’s had been spotted- feathers looking more like sheets of cardboard than anything else. 

It wasn’t until the whole kidnapped to the ghost zone that anyone saw Phantom’s, but that was another tale unto itself really. Honestly the arrival of the GIW would have maybe been seen as positive before, but the fact that many of them had looked in the mirror or gone to the doctors only to find feathers beginning to sprout on their back soured it. 

Especially as the GIW continues to prattle on and on about how all ecto-contaminated scum are less than human, less than bacteria. And well, what does that make them? Them, who have been to the realms of the dead and gods and back, touched by the swirling green energy in ways incomprehensible? Changed by that energy? 

So the people silently brush hidden feathers together, quietly rebuff the white-wearing lunatics from the city as best they can, and hope to anything listening that they can stop anyone else from disappearing. That maybe they can find the few no one noticed had been taken before it’s too late, even if they have to tear down the entire government to do it. 

[neptunescore]

I am here after reading the divorce prompt for Charlos because it made me sob. (I loved it even though it made me cry so bad)

Mu word is cuddles and the pairing is Charlos.

Love ya 🩷

Prompt word: Cuddles | Pairing: Charlos

It’s raining outside when Charles hears the familiar ring of his doorbell. He untangles himself from the blankets surrounding him; pulling himself off the worn-out rocking chair he’d been curled up on, joints cracking as he stretches out lazily and takes one last look at the floor length window in front him — a display of dark clouds and abrupt flashes of lightning.

The Ferrari driver makes his way towards the door. Who was out there at this hour anyway? It was literally the dead of night, not to mention how hard it was thundering outside. They should be happy that Charles was even awake right now.

Long fingers pull the sleeves of his sweatshirt down, a sudden chill settling in him now that he wasn’t covered up in the various different quilts he’d placed on top of himself. The doorbell rings again, shifting him into motion as he pushes his glasses up before finally grasping the cold handle.

“Cahlos.”

“Sharles.”

The other man is slouched over in the hallway, hair and clothes soaking wet, leaving no doubt he’d been stupid enough to walk the ten minute distance between their buildings without an umbrella or raincoat of any sort.

“Cahlos! Idiota! What are you doing, come inside right now!” Charles tugs at him hurriedly, “Go wait in the bathroom while I bring you a new set of clothes!”

“Sharl-“

“I swear to god if you say anything, but ‘yes, Charles” to me right now, I will tape your mouth closed and rid you of those clothes myself.”

“Kinky.”

“Cahlos!”

“Okay. Okay. Cálmate, I am going, I am going.”

“Good,” Charles huffs, hands on his hips as he watches Carlos walk towards the bathroom, only moving away when he sees his teammate turn the knob. The green-eyed man picks through the fresh laundry on the sofa next to him, fingers pinching and caressing different fabrics as he tries to find something soft and warm for his unexpected guest. A beige pair of sweats make the cut, and Charles stumbles over to the bathroom, knocking at the door and handing Carlos the clothes when a hand reaches out.

“Gracias,” A sliver of light escaping behind him as he steps out.

“You do not need to thank me, you buffoon! You would have frozen to death if I hadn’t given you anything!”

“Sharles,” large hands reaching out to grip his waist.

“Cahlos,” his own trailing down to settle over the ones touching him, “Why are you here?”

“I did it Sharles. I signed the contract.”

“Oh, mon amour,” and suddenly, Charles is just as quick as the lightning outside — dragging Carlos towards the spacious chair he had been residing on, spreading his legs as he hauls the other onto his lap. The driver cuddles him close, feels the shiver that racks up the doe-eyed man’s body.

Carlos’ burly fingers tangle themselves into Charles’ hair, hand tightening as he loses himself into the warmth he’s pressed up against.

“You'll do so well, Cahlos. You’ll bring that team back to the top, mon amour.”

POOKIE😩 I hoped u liked this pookie🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼, I was listening to 'What was I made for?' when writing this (I have no idea why😭) and it made me kinda emotional abt carlos going to williams😔 (which is what I'm referencing in this prompt by the way guys🫠) ANYWAY, tell me if you liked it or not!!!💗

As always, divider credits to @cafekitsune ♡

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