Jason: "You go to therapy?"
Dick, frowning: "Hello Jason, how was your day?"
Jason: "Deflection something they're teaching you?"
Dick, groaning: "Yes, fine I go to therapy, you could try it."
Jason: "Who the fuck changes therapists every two weeks?"
Dick, rolling his eyes: "Well gee, someone with a lot of problems and a lot of secrets. Will that be all today officer, or should I get a lawyer? Jay?" *room is empty, window open* "Good talk."
Later that evening...
Dick, breaking into a corrupt, psychotic therapist's office and gathering evidence, dumping his own aliases notes, and records.
*light creak and shuffling*
Dick, already standing up with a weapon in hand: "Jesus fucking Christ Jason!"
Jason: "I knew the therapy thing was bullshit."
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Chilchuck analysis speedrun: As a hardworking half-foot who grew up poor and discriminated against and had his gullibility taken advantage of multiple times in his early adventuring days, Chilchuck thinks optimism is a dangerous flaw. He’s stressed and strict all the time because his job is noticing details like traps that could get everyone killed before anyone knows it, he takes the lives of everyone to be on his shoulders, and with the way he speaks about it that probably partly reflects how he felt about taking it upon himself to provide for his family too. His life’s always been pretty centered around work and has become even moreso now that his wife left and everyone is independent, and due to past events he’s very iffy with bonding with coworkers. He thinks feelings and job are a disaster mix. Like with his wife or with parties hiring him as sacrifice, being open or having good faith is vulnerability which can get you hurt, so he processes and shows all his stress as anger instead of worry. Doing strict dieting probably isn’t helping the irritability what with hunger, and on top of being a hunger suppressant alcohol might be the main stress reliever he has.
His grey hairs are so earned
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special operatives
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[ID: Digital Art in color of Trigun Maximum, characters included are Wolfwood, Elendira, and Legato in a casual meeting situation. The piece consists of orangey yellow lighting and purple shadows. Wolfwood sits on the left side, facing Elendira who’s on the right. He’s seated on a plain wooden chair with one knee up and he’s holding the strap to his Punisher in his left hand while his right sits against his thigh, He has an irritated expression as he speaks to Elendira. Elendira is sitting in a fancier seat, her right arm rests against Wolfwood’s propped up knee, her left hand holds her suitcase. She’s sitting cross legged with an amused expression. Legato can be seen in the back at the center of the image in his mobile body case, one of his eyes shown to be glaring at Wolfwood. End ID]
[ID: Sketch, uncolored comic. Elendira says to Wolfwood, “I’m not telling you to dedicate yourself to him, but just accept the situation at hand. We could get along better if we were on the same page.” Wolfwood responds, “Don’t peg me me for an optimist. I’m not dumb. But, I’m also not going to just live in resignation. Plus, I don’t have any interest in getting along with ya.” Elendira coos, “Aw, you sure? I have a wonderful shoulder to cry on when the weak people you’re trying to protect eventually dies in the coming months. Though, I guess it’s fine. Someone like you might just die before then anyway...” She snickers in her hand while Wolfwood is speechless and just glares. Legato is faintly drawn in the back, glaring at Wolfwood, muttering “worthless” repetitively. End ID]
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first @yeehawgust prompt was 'gather the posse' and since I'm using this challenge as a way to explore new characters I just took that to mean "design the fuckers"
anyways, Whiskey and Tago. Tbh this pose was meant to be more a metaphor thing than literal, but it's making me strongly consider changing Whiskey to being a they/them(plural) instead of a they/them(singular).
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i love fucking around and not making actual pieces 💙 these are all based on my ponytown interactions
(i have actual pieces to post similar to this lmao)
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eric, donna and jackie were so obsessed with marriage it's like calm DOWN you're 18😭 i suppose people were actually like that in the 70s, what a nightmare, i cannot imagine giving up my early adulthood over marriage lol
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commission for @floralprintshark for luka’s birthday <33 i love these characters and had so much fun doing this
[Image Description: A family portrait of six characters from the home game Lost Township in a arched golden frame. Cat and Morel are stood at the back. Cat is an orc woman with green skin, long dark hair and freckles. She has vitiligo on the side of her neck and around her left eye. She’s wearing a pale pink shirt and is looking upwards smiling. Morel is a dark skinned firbolg with short curly hair looking seriously forwards. They are wearing a black dress with a high neck and a necklace made of small bones, a ring of mushrooms grows from their head. They are holding Juniper, a large green baby wrapped in a blue blanket. Juniper has one hand in their mouth and is looking down intently towards Mouse, a large black crow sat on the outside of the frame.
Brandi, Kitten, and Sarah stand in a row in front of them. Brandi is tan and freckled with red eyes, short antlers and bunny ears. She wears a white choker and a low cut teal tank top and his hair is in two long braids. She’s smiling in a slightly unfocused way and one of Cat’s hands rests on her shoulder. Kitten stands in the middle. She’s a young half orc girl who shares Cat’s soft features, freckles and green skin. Brandi is only a little taller than her. Cat has long red hair and bangs and is wearing a T-shirt and dungarees with small flowers tucked behind her ear. She is talking excitedly to Sarah. Sarah is a dark skinned woman with long hair tied back off her face wearing a Henley and flannel. She’s smiling steadily and has her arm around Kitten. End ID.]
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last night the restaurant was hella busy and i was there over an hour after closing to finish up, BUT!it was all whimsical and foggy and mysterious that night i extended my walk home to walk thorough the power plant/cemetary/some abandoned buildings.
i had my nicole dollanganger mix playing for my morose woman wondering (AKA a hot girl walk for ugly girls who hate leaving the house before the sun sets.)
here are some of photos taken from that walk
🖤🌫️🪦🎧🕸️🌌
(this was about 9-10 at night + 35 degrees // 21-22 + 1.6 celsius )
not certain how far i walked, i think it was like 2.5 miles//about 4 kilometers? give or take?
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