I told everyone that I was cooking something🔥🔥🔥

I love this freaking AU so much and I also love making my drawings be a mix of collage and poster. I just love making these specially to my friends

ANYWAYS‼️🗣 I'm also working on some Meat face Ironjaw and Ash angst just for fun and suffering, but right now this is a finished piece I have already done, I'm obssesed over this AU

(I actually made this while being on a zoom meeting for college lol, I got so carried away with this)

The AU belongs to: @vicky-weirdville! Ya'll should check it out, is actually very interesting imo

forgive me, it came out ugly

Song: Psycho Killer

You Ruined EVERYTHING.

tw for uh. fire and injuries.

so yeah!! this is a gift for @vicky-weirdville 's eltingville au meatface!!

i really like the idea of a non-main character becoming a villain, and bill being the victim of the comic book shop fire instead of being the one who started it, and the added detail that he was rescuing Jerry from the fire makes it a LOT more painful.

sooo ... yeah!! here it is! i might make my own bloodoranges headcanons for this au as well, just not today.

i absolutely love this au. thank you for bringing this to life, vicky!!

bonus ( without effects! )

5 Random Comics

DA BIG PIG LOOKIN A BIT BETTA

OL GHAZ GIVZ MINUS POINTZ FER NOT SO MUCH GREEN BUT BONUS POINTS FER LOOKIN DED KILLY

Getting the next projects ready to go.

Ironjaw  #1 - #4    1975      covers for #1 and #2 by Neal Adams

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Neal Adams Appreciation

Ironjaw #1 (Atlas/Seaboard Comics)- January 1975

pirate crew is complete 😎 let's go!!!

Some fanart I made of my fan oc Ash with the most forgotten character, since at first I used to ship her with Pete out of fun but recently I liked more the idea of her having a thing for ironjaw

[Kyle would roast her so freaking much for liking a guy like ironjaw, btw I hate so FREAKING much the lack of info that there is for this character! Like, please I beg to hear more about this character or even some headcanons about ironjaw]

FusionFall Headcanons: Great Ironjaws

The concept art for this monster reveals that it stretches at around 3 meters in length; however, its tail makes up around half of this size and, with its more skeletal structure, makes the Ironjaw smaller than it can appear at first glance. Nevertheless, it is a terrifying beast to face, noted to have "the strongest bite of any creature in Fuse's army."

Known to be eager killers, these monsters take every terrible story you've heard about bull sharks swimming inland and crank them up to 11. Given that sharks in freshwater areas are rare--nevermind in a largely closed-off source of water like Leaky Lake--it could even be said that these stories might be the inspiration for the Ironjaws' very existence. Fuse would learn early on that, while humans are the dominant species on Earth, they are still undeniably weak to/fearful of sharks. If he was going to create a fusion monster on any of Earth's species, it would those that others at the top of the food chain naturally avoid.

The biggest threat of the Ironjaw isn't actually how vicious it is, but how deceptive it can be. One look at it is enough to strike terror in many, but on the battlefield, most won't know they're facing an Ironjaw until it's too late. While they have a different structure, these monsters are known to mimic the Cogfish; moving their bodies in a similar way, copying the grinding sound of metal parts, and taking advantage of dark/murky areas. A number of fusion fighters have been tricked into thinking they've crossed paths with an injured Cogfish only to learn the much more frightening truth all too late, swiftly caught in the teeth of this monster.

The Great Ironjaws seem to be made from a wide variety of both wood and metal scrap pieces, from plating around the face, to saws forming as gills, to an almost trunk-like core. This mess of sharp material alone can make them dangerous to engage with, shielding any clear weakness with a hard, barbed armor. It can also throw off Earth's forces, as most people with some knowledge about shark attacks would typically aim for the gills, eyes, or nose as a means of defense. Doing so with the Grear Ironjaw would likely only result in further injury.

In their description, they are said to attack by "grabbing onto their prey and dragging them underwater." This method isn't too different from other aquatic fusion monsters. It is notable for those surrounding Leaky Lake though in that, unlike the Cogfish, the Great Ironjaws can stand being in the water for long periods of time without suffering the same damage. They were fashioned to be much sturdier, while the Cogfish were moreso just readily available thanks to the origins as decorations.

The Ironjaws also utilize the "bump and bite" method of attack exhibited by real sharks, in which they charge at their target while clamping down on them with their fangs. From there, they can easily tear a person apart by jerking their heads as a means of sawing away at their victims. However, due to their size often matching an adult human's, drowning is simply an easier and safer bet. It allows them to pick off teams one-by-one with its members unable to save each other easily. It also makes it harder for their victims to fight back while weakening them at a much faster rate.

A Great Ironjaw's biggest weaknesses are their fins and tail. As hardened as their bodies are, these are often only supported by thin beams, again referring to their more skeletal structure. Breaking these beams will inhibit the monster's movements. After that, it is best to attack the less shielded parts of their bodies covered in wood. The section where the tail connects to their abdomen is particularly vulnerable, as it is more prone to tearing and the insides are more exposed once the spine-like beam is snapped off.

Medics tending to the Resurrect 'Ems around Leaky Lake often note that, despite their limited numbers, the Great Ironjaws can leave the most scarring impact on their patients due to the brutality of their deaths. Another reason is that it's difficult for them to respond to the way they died. After falling to a fusion monster once, a soldier will replay the scene in their head. This allows them to come to grips with what happened, as well as give them a chance to think of how they could've reacted in the fight and survived. By the time they're ready to rejoin the battlefield, their strategy will have greatly improved. For monsters like the Great Ironjaw though, not only is there the existence of pre-existing fears, their attacks are often too swift, too sneaky, and too overwhelming to know how to counter.

Find the Word

I was tagged by @saltysupercomputer to find a given set of words in my writing and tag others to keep the game going. Thank you for the tag, and the chance to play my favorite writeblr game!

My Words: pen, nature, ecstatic, cold, down

I'll tag: @aohendo, @crypticcodexcreations, @eli-writes-sometimes, @on-noon, @writingpotato07, and as always anyone who wants to join in can use the following words and say I tagged them!

Your Words: explain, answer, scheme, avoid, dismiss

Also as always, the excerpts themselves are under a cut so they don't take up too much space on people's dashes.

I found pen in my novel WIP "Apricots":

"Do you keep any note paper around here? A pen? Do you just type everything, and do I have to borrow your phone or something?"

"There are note cards and pencils by the teapot, same as always. I haven't moved them since the last time you came over. Are you okay?" Ian starts to get up to show him where they are, but Noah impatiently gestures for him to stay. Noah's legs are a little longer than Ian's, anyway, so the strides he makes across the apartment get him to the kitchen and back in barely any time at all. He complains along the way, mumbling things to himself that Ian can't understand, but there isn't a chance to ask him if those mumblings are important or not before a stack of lined notecards is being slammed down onto the coffee table and a cup full of pencils slides in right next to them.

I found nature in a rough draft of a short story titled "A Question of Time":

"That's better. Now. I am a piece of time itself. I am a cog wasp. You who have plucked time from the air and set it before you in a makeshift chair in a summoning circle. You who have asked for the knowledge of the world from a piece of its own sprawling existence. Ask your question once more, and time will answer," it speaks formally this time, as if greeting him properly for the first time. Was its slightly flippant yet refined nature before not how it's supposed to act when summoned? He shoos the thought from his head, focusing instead on what he'd worked so painstakingly to recover.

"Thank you again for responding to my summons and agreeing to hear me out. My question is this: how do I know how much time it will take to heal from a wound that wasn't inflicted on my body, but on my mind or heart? Do you know the answer?"

"Thank you for your kind and generous methods in summoning me and your careful thought about your question. I do not know the answer."

"What?" he slaps his hand across his mouth more aggressively this time, shocked by his own outburst when his voice rises several octaves into what can only be described as a squeak.

I found ecstatic in a bit of backstory writing about the villain for a D&D campaign I tried to run (scheduling conflicts forced a permanent hiatus) titled "Shifty Business":

If the kobolds can fill the innermost cavern where the dragon sleeps with gold, in a pile so high that the dragon can only barely fit to sleep atop it, then they will have earned not only permission to live here but a place of honor which other kobolds will come to envy for generations to come. Ecstatic, Ironjaw readily agrees to these terms. All he has to do is earn gold and platinum, and he'll catapult up to the position every kobold wishes they could occupy: borderline dragonhood. He even knows how to pull this off, after a little thought. Gathering money means bringing it in consistently and in large amounts, right? He's seen how other races do this, and he's confident he can follow their example. He just has to start a business. He'll be a legitimate business owner, and his entrepreneurial enterprises (he may not be an inventor like other similarly intelligent kobolds, but Ironjaw is and always has been an innovator in many senses of the word) will bring in all the gold and platinum their awesome and benevolent dragon could ever want.

I found cold in several excerpts I've already shared, and also in the intro to a rough draft of a short story tentatively "Puddles & Lakes":

I don't think I dislike being human... but I get up before the sun's fully risen for a reason. The shaky back door shudders into place as usual, the silent cold in the air making its slight reverberation against the house feel like a deep and endless echo. It almost feels like it rattles out from the house itself. An easy wind shakes the skinny limbs of half-dressed autumn trees. I shiver at the sound as much as the chill of the air itself. My breath reaches out ahead of me in the shy morning half-light -- toward the dirt path just down the slope of this tiny backyard. I push past the edge of that little cloud of oxygen, mentally tracing my path. Gliding across damp soil, between dew-touched blades of grass, briefly touching the gate to the yard itself before dashing off to my usual places. I let the scene swirl around me for another breath or two. If I could be the sound of the shuddering door or the gust of the autumn wind or the fence of the yard itself, it might be nice.

I found down in the current draft of a short story titled "Hidden Talent":

"You don't have to believe me. I know it sounds pretty ridiculous. I don't even believe it sometimes. I just figured I... shouldn't hide it from you anymore," Vance shrugs, hyper-aware of how the motion affects his shirt. The wrinkled cloth shifts, tugging existing folds taut in some places and rolling loose fabric in on itself in others. Smoothing out old shapes. Creating new ones. Altering his entire image into something new, at least on a symbolic level. It feels like that change in his shirt is somehow symbolic of the change he's inviting by being honest about his weird ability. His friendship could be broken in a few seconds, or slowly molded into something unfamiliar -- a shape that doesn't quite fit into the space it did before, making Rowan so uncomfortable that the two of them start to drift apart. It could move two folds in the fabric of their relationship that were close to each other, transplanting them to completely new areas. He sets his head against one of the blue swirls and drops his eyes down to the ground, "You can forget I said anything. We can just start the show -- that was the plan, anyway. You're already three episodes behind me, you've gotta catch up. Sorry. For distracting you with... for distracting you."

I found every single word this time, and only one was in a fanfic. If I was keeping better track of how often those things happen, this would probably count as some kind of record. Thank you again for tagging me, I always have a lot of fun with this game!

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Doing the work to get the work done

  I try to start to work I just wanted to get up on this Saturday morning and do some writing. The specific writing was my pre-Starbucks coffee house comedic novel, Altonstreet and Philpatrick. I had spent all Memorial Day refining my YA basketball fishing novella, Ironjaws. This was mainly grunt work. But damn if it wasn’t rewarding. At the end of those four days, I felt like Ironjaws was ready…

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Autism be damn my boy ironjaw can tag

( I know it's a small detail but I just it cool)