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ashdash2417 · 1 year

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Hey, look who’s got some more toitle doodles! Leo’s actually pretty fun to draw ngl (but the angle or perspective of the boys’ plastrons are difficult to get down hahaaa)

When Leo says “ignore all the other drawings,” he actually means ignore all the ones that aren’t him lol.

Oh, and the tiny Donnie’s you see are part of @snailsnaps ‘s De-aged Donnie AU. I recommend checking it out! :p

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pyjamacryptid · 10 months

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So. I drew that “Arthur’s fished out of the lake” au of mine

edit: yes I know that boats like that likely wouldn’t fish on a lake, and that where avalon should be isn’t really a lake anymore - I promise I know this 😂 - the imagery of Arthur being fished out of a lake in a net was just too hilariously powerful 😂

#it IS a crack au lol #bbc merlin #merlin #it is so hard to draw Arthur both confused and displeased and lost all at once LOL #also merlin’s only awake that early because of his job #haven’t decided if he’s a teacher or a local doctor yet (this time around)#(in my mind he’s had many professions as many personas)#merthur #arthur returns au #crack au #arthur pendragon #merlin emrys #my art #comic #sketch comic #doodle comic #fan comic #fanart #bbc merlin fanart

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peachzin · 3 months

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guhh trying to think of what older souji would look like..

#doodle tag #I think he’d work w kids in some way #like a primary school teacher or social worker #or a doctor..#lawyer maybe too #I think he’d learn to part his hair eventually and he’d have to wear Real glasses..#persona 4 #p4

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daily-hanamura · 5 months

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#p4 #p4g #persona 4 #persona 4 golden #hanamura yosuke #yosuke hanamura #oh yosuke youre not as smooth as you think you are <3 #are you really acting like it JUST occurred to you when youve always been so excited to plan gatherings and parties #for everyone #acting a lil bashful too when caught huh like OH SURE ILL PITCH IN #i know what you are #(a hypersensitive boy that thrives on the energy of his friends but also cares so much and wants everyone to be included and happy)#also i love that he brings up the Junes foodcourt like guys i dont think this was a throwaway line.#i think yosuke was being sensitive about the burden it might put on yu/nanako/dojima if they held a party at their house #he was sensitive enough to tell teddie off about bothering yu because yu was already managing all the housework #and when nanako was originally discharged for the holidays yu told him the doctor said she was still a little weak #so a party at their house wouldn't be a good idea #and hes taken that into account here!!!#ahhhh yosuke the best boy #he's good with his queue

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thirddoctor · 10 months

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The thing with the Master is that they are constantly performing in some way, playing a part, putting on a facade. I think a lot of misinterpretations of the character come from simply taking them at face value. Not everything they do is actually representative of who they are, but the reason they're doing it can tell you a lot about them.

#I got to thinking about this when I did that Delgado smoking gifset #like. I'd always kinda assumed Delgado enjoyed cigars. that seems pretty obvious right?#but if that's the case how come he only ever smokes when he's on Earth playing some sort of part?#now of course he does do it in scenes where he's alone so it's clearly not JUST part of his disguise #but is it the smoking he enjoys or is it the persona and the aesthetic he's constructed for himself of which smoking is just one part?#I think he just likes playing at being different people - and he likes controlling how he's perceived #so he's constantly performing and using the characters he plays to indulge himself in ways he wouldn't necessarily otherwise #he's just having a laugh basically #Ranger yells about the Master #Ranger shut up about Doctor Who #Master meta #Big Finish isn't ready for my thoughts on how this ties in to the Master's wardrobe #because uhhh constantly sticking him into a suit even when he's nowhere near Earth doesn't work actually #and Missy writers aren't ready for how this applies to the way they write her entire character

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mariocki · 2 years

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Tom Baker, being evil (and attracting the attention of the DW producers), as the wicked sorcerer Koura in The Golden Voyage of Sinbad (1973)

#fave spotting #tom baker #the golden voyage of sinbad #british cinema #1973 #fantasy film #doctor who #classic doctor who #four #ray harryhausen #legend has it that this performance was instrumental in securing Tom the role of the Doctor #he'd been recommended by Bill Slater‚ who'd directed him in a Play of the Month‚ and met Barry Letts who was suitably impressed #but the story goes it was seeing him in this film that convinced Letts he was the right choice for the part #it's not too hard to see why Letts had faith; he may be playing a villain here‚ but the role still affords Tom the chance to use his #mellifluous baritone to great effect and to perfect his wild eyed stare and mysterious persona #all good training for an alien to be!

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slug-gore-bug · 11 months

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Trips!

My they/them/he/him jet boy! Self-isolating wallflower and horrible at small talk, they just want to want to daydream and chatter about unimportant nonsense like cool bugs and hot mechas. Totally not a persona- nope, not a cybertronian-sona in sight here.

#transformers oc #tf oc #transformers #totally a persona #wear cool shades to hide slime leaky eyes #dont open them up doctor his head is fulla' living goop!#the goop is he and they is the goop!#slug doodles

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croc-odette · 4 months

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love when a show is all about One Really Important Special Guy who everyone is in awe of and then his love interest is someone who just confuses the hell out of him and makes shit difficult because they do not care if he is the main character or not

#matt/elektra matt/elektra. you can still hear me saying it on the wind at night #also why doctor/river and doctor/master is so fun to me. wreck that guy's mysterious persona. show up in his house

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lilac-gold · 10 months

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spaceboy was honestly so real for having a whole jekyll & hyde arc

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abelllia · 1 year

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i feel like there’s a connection to be drawn between martin blackwood and dr. jekyll but i have neither the time nor mental capacity to think about it fully

#something something hiding base urges under a reputable public persona something something #i don't think the analogy is perfect but i think it's the repression of one's own wants and desires or something idk #like two things can be true at once yknow dr jekyll can be both an upstanding member of the community and also be kinda fucked up #to say that the doctor thing was merely mask of his true self is kinda 'ehhhh' to me #i think both can be considered equally true parts of jekyll #there just not both equally shown or wanted (in the public eye) parts #we're all multifaceted in some way #now apply that to martin k blackwood k byeee #he can be both a kind friendly face and a killbill method of dealing w/ enemies enthusiast #love him #i have. thoughts. on martin kartin blackwood but i'll leave it there for now #abellrambles #don't take this too seriously as i've said i have neither the time or mental capacity to think of this fully #before spewing my bullshit

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doctorstrangeaskblog · 2 years

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Darling, your answers to all these people are always so witty (making me smile and my heart goes whooshy woo), and then wise when someone needs wisdom. Someone should give you a 30-minute, daily television program to spread the fun of your humor around (except I know you can't spare the time). 💋 💋

Thanks. I don't know if I would have the patience to be in a television program though- And that's odd because I can see old me loving it.

#stephen strange #doctor strange #stephen totally dropped 90% of his extroverted persona #his mood is for fox sake XD #beauty

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nierthesheepdestroyer · 1 year

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Oh so when Ren Amamiya saves the world using the power of people believing him through use of the internet that’s the most awesome moment in Persona 5.

But when the Doctor does the same in Last of the Time Lords it’s the worst thing ever.

All the Doctor got was the power to float and give hugs. Ren got the power to summon Satan and save Christmas. Somebody got ripped off.

And it was the guy who had to regenerate on Christmas. Ren died but got to come back to life and save the day with his BFF Satan. And shoot God in the face. With a magic handgun. But yeah the Doctor the worst. Yeah right. Not seeing it.

#persona 5 #persona 5 Royal #doctor who #tenth doctor #persona 5 spoilers #persona 5 royal spoilers #david tennant #xander mobus #yes that’s his actual name #ren amamiya #renren #akira kusuru #joker from smash Bros ultimate #this has way too many tags sorry

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ceilidho · 3 months

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prompt: forced throuple au; Ghost decides that you and Johnny are his (part 1; ghoap x reader)

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Johnny’s been bragging about a pretty bird lately.

Ghost listens because the periods between missions are long and colourless—he fills the time with paperwork, PT, exhausting his muscles in the gym, and dissociating in a booth at the only good pub on base when Johnny drags him along—and it’s better to tune out the thoughts in his head and replace them with something else. Besides, for as much as he gripes about poorly trained dogs barking too much, he enjoys the sound of Johnny’s voice. It quiets the faint ringing that follows him wherever he goes, an agitated humming that leaves him, on his best days, on the brink of rage.

“Tinnitus,” a doctor says when he brings it up during a routine check-up. Can you shut that fucking noise up?

“Best we can do is get you hearing aids.” Apologetic, sincere even. Stained, as always though, by a trembling, noxious unease. It emanates off the doctor in waves.

Hard not to feel uneasy around a man in a mask, Ghost assumes. That’s all part of it though. He doesn’t cultivate comfort, doesn’t attempt to engender soft feelings or put the mind at ease. His body and persona are designed to put the body and mind on the knife’s edge of fear, and then tip it over. He leaves the sweet talking and charming to men like Johnny, who babbles red language in a tongue like larkspur.

Ghost’s first language is oil slick. It stains and it covers and it darkens everything it touches.

And now, Johnny’s talking about a bird.

A couple months after Las Almas, the first picture comes out. Not a folded up keepsake tucked away in the pocket of a bag or a wallet or the inside of his jacket, but right on Johnny’s lockscreen on his phone. He disapproves at first glance. Not of the girl, but at the thought of keeping something so valuable on display for anyone to see. It’s not how he functions. Everything sacred is burned, destroyed, or—if precious enough—buried so deep underground that salt miners might greet it on the way down.

“Pretty, eh?” Johnny goads, nudging Ghost with his shoulder. He’s all wide grin, eyes electric-blue like the flames of Kawah Ijen.

She is pretty. Pretty as pie. Not a speck of grit or blood on her; if there’s any edge to her at all, it’s tempered by her smile in the photo on Johnny’s phone. A sugar sweet cunt, by the looks of it, sure it’d taste like candy if he got his mouth on it. He angles his eyes with Johnny’s lips and wonders how many times he’s eaten her out, if hers was the last cunt he ate. Likely. His boy’s the loyal kind, hard to shake off once he’s got his teeth in. Swapping spit or blood, he doesn’t leave once he’s got a taste.

“Where’d you find her?” he asks instead of agreeing, and takes a swig from the bottle in front of him. The bar’s hardly filled out yet; the two of them come early because Ghost’s an old man—that’s what Johnny would say—and doesn’t like to be around people once the sun’s set. It’s a burnished gold now, sun hovering low in the sky when Ghost turns an eye to it.

“Florist. Met her when I picked up flowers for mam’s birthday.”

Nearly a month then. “And I’m just hearin’ about this now?”

Not in this same pub three times a week since then. Not on the tarmac, suited up and sweating already beneath two layers of gear. Not in the shower beside Ghost’s, fingers reaching over the side for a bar of soap because Johnny can’t be arsed to get his own. Not with his head slumped to let Ghost shave the sides of his head nice and neat, thick fingers splayed over the delicate bone of his skull that Ghost knows would take nothing to break.

It rankles him until he looks back down at the phone in his hands—the one he’d plucked from Johnny’s fingers even while he whined about Ghost always stealing his shit—and feels his heartbeat slow. It levels out like staring into the scope of a rifle, the molecules of his breath melding with the molecules of the air until even the sound of his heartbeat dulls to the insects around him.

Johnny purses his lips. “…Wasn’t sure then. Am now.”

“Cunt’s a cunt. What’s there to be sure about?”

“No.” Johnny shakes his head vehemently. “She’s no’ like that. She’s special—I’m telling ye, Lt—” he stresses when Ghost snorts, the sound thick with scepticism, “—she’s a good egg. Smart one. Sweet as pie.”

Sweet as pie. Mutt half-shares his thoughts these days. They must have brought more home than just shellshock and keloids.

Johnny squawks when Ghost unlocks his phone and thumbs through his photos, trying to wrench it out of Ghost’s hand to no avail. He’s easy to hold back. All he has to do is put down his beer for a second and get a handful of hair and jerk, and there it is. Peace and quiet. A wince bleeding into his peripheral vision while Johnny mumbles something under his breath about him being a mean bastard.

He snorts again. Even from Johnny, he’s heard worse.

There isn’t much left of him these days. A tired husk and a taste for Guinness. He bleeds and shaves and wipes it off, smells the viscera still staining his mask that he hardly ever washes, can’t bear to honestly. Waste of fucking time, as far as he’s concerned. Just going to get dirtied again, soaked in blood again within the week. Shaves his head too just to have less to deal with, less to distract him from the single-minded intensity he brings to the job. He’d dematerialize if he could, become a ghost in name and shape, if only the laws of physics allowed.

Instead he’s saddled with a body that echoes back his age in creaking joints and low back pain. Scar tissue that aches when it gets cold.

In the months he’s known Johnny, he’s never let himself think about the world outside their bubble. His rank demands a certain level of socialising, and while he doesn’t schmooze with the brass like other lieutenants might, Ghost hardly has the privilege of isolating himself all the time, but still he can count the people he considers close on one hand.

Not family, but close. The thought of family is sheathed within him; he knows to leave the knife in lest he bleed. Still, Johnny’s fought his way onto the list and now he has to pay with his pound of flesh.

There’s a switch that’s been off for years, closer to a couple decades, and it flips back on when he finds this man that trusts him without question, that follows his orders and looks up at him with these big, puppy blue eyes. It twists something in his chest. It turns him into a thing that says maybe it’s better to take than just covet.

There are other photos of the girl in Johnny’s phone, some likely not meant for present company (Johnny flushes red when Ghost flips to a picture of his bird in a pretty little number, lace cupping her tits and ass, sitting on Johnny’s bed back home and looking back at him over her shoulder with a little grin). Still, it interests him to see this side of his boy; he’s maybe thought of it before in abstract terms. He knows that Johnny’s no stranger to a wandering eye, not with the way he’s built and his pretty boy face. He’s well acquainted with Johnny’s dick, hard not to be in such close quarters; it’s a nice, pretty thing, just like him, a good handful. Nothing like the ruddy battering ram in between Ghost’s legs. The one Johnny once got a glimpse of in the showers after a two week long stint in Kyrgyzstan and paled, mouth gaping open while he stared until he could finally laugh it off.

Ghost remembers thinking detachedly about how lovely that little gaped open mouth would feel around his cock.

Surprising that it took this long for him to cotton on to his own desires.

“Bring ‘er around then. I’ll see for myself how sweet she is.”

Johnny scowls at the sudden uproar from a nearby table. “No’ a chance in hell. Dinnae trust any of these fuckers to behave around her.”

Ghost hums. He’s not wrong to be wary; under the table, Ghost runs a hand over his bulge and gives it a squeeze, lifting his thigh to readjust. She has a lovely mouth too.

He’s been breathing fire and brimstone recently. Hungering to hear something break. It takes Johnny’s hand on his arm to hold him back, every cigarette puffed down to the filter. The pictures on Johnny’s phone make it seem easy though.

Johnny’s been bragging about a pretty bird lately, preening at every opportunity to show her off. He doesn’t know that it takes approximately eight seconds for Ghost’s brain to file the girl in Johnny’s phone under mine, slotting her right under Johnny in that category and isn’t that just perfect because it also takes approximately eight seconds for Ghost to imagine what she might look like under Johnny.

He hands Johnny back the phone, face down. “You get one week. Then I wanna meet your bird.”

#ceil writing #cod mw2 #cod x reader #ghost/soap/reader #ghoap x reader #soap x reader #ghost x reader #ghost/reader #ghoap x you

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thirddoctor · 1 year

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is it a controversial opinion that I think Sacha Dhawan is a good actor and adds a lot more to his Master than the script does but I still pretty strongly disagree with some of the choices he made in his portrayal

#I really like him mind you and would love to see him with better writing #but I still prefer his O persona to his actual Master personality #I wish he'd leaned into that more instead it would've been a more interesting take on the character #Ranger yells about the Master #Ranger shut up about Doctor Who

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pesky--dust · 5 months

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the "diagnosis" Chilton gave Will during his trial was the one closest to the truth ("Will Graham has never been diagnosed. He won't allow anyone to test him. He has carefully constructed a persona to hide his real nature from the world. He wears it so well, even Jack Crawford couldn't see past it. (...) There is not yet a name for whatever Will Graham is.")

unlike Alana Bloom or Jack Crawford, he saw what a manipulator Will was and that in front of them he played a poor, confused, wounded bird ("(...) A particularly-manipulative one at that. Poor, confused, wounded bird for Agent Crawford and Doctors Lecter and Bloom. And for me, well, I get the psychopath's triumvirate: charm, focus and ruthlessness. The charm, of course, being debateable.")

he believed Will that Hannibal may be the Chesapeake Ripper and said Jack Crawford: "Hannibal once served me tongue and made a joke about eating mine. It's hard not to at least consider it.". Jack ignored him. (I think Jack was already planning some large-scale action against Hannibal, but that's a topic for another post)

he called Dr Lecter "Hannibal the Cannibal"

he understood that Will Graham was alive because Hannibal Lecter liked him that way

criticized Jack for letting Will and Hannibal get closer to each other and then leaving Will alone ("You dangle Will Graham and now you cut bait. You are letting Hannibal have him hook, line and sinker.")

when Jack expressed hope that the relationship between Hannibal and Will was one of those friendships that ends after the disemboweling, Chilton told him: "I would argue, with these two, that's tantamount to flirtation. Will is going to lead you right to him." and let's be real, he was right.

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risestarkiss · 3 months

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Orange, Baby!

Rise Ramblings #316

When I think about Mikey, this scene always comes to mind.

As soon as they step foot in the library to save Mayhem, Angelo instantly disqualifies himself…hilariously.

On first watch, I found it interesting that he made this decision with no hesitation, especially given the stakes.

At the time I just resigned to him being a silly silly boy, but now I know better.

Yet, before we get ahead of ourselves, let’s explore who Mikey is.

Michelangelo Hamato is the youngest turtle in the family, and it shows.

Consequently, he seems to possess a certain “youngest brother privilege" that his other brothers just can’t help but reinforce. This is the role that Mikey was born into. Therefore, he doesn’t have to push himself to be the smartest, or cleverest, or strongest turtle.

Instead, he decides to be the artist of the family. He’s a creative! He expresses himself everywhere, from stickers on his own shell, to tagging the lair, as well as on paper. The world is his canvas!

Michelangelo also expresses himself in virtually everything he does, so it’s easy to understand why he’s the most open, honest, caring, and emotionally expressive turtle of the bunch. To some it could be seen as a weakness, yet Mikey uses his emotional intelligence as a pillar of strength, of which he utilizes to uphold his brothers when they need support the most.

In the show, Michelangelo often takes on certain personas; Doctor Feelings and Doctor Delicate Touch. (For some reason, they are all doctors, but that’s beside the point.)

At first glance, the personas could be seen as silly bouts of make-believe. But I think that placing these roles upon himself for his brothers' sake is Michelangelo’s way of helping them cope with the world by offering them what they each individually lack.

For instance, Raph, Leo, and Donnie have trouble voicing their discomforts when someone does something they don’t like.

In other words, they have trouble putting their foot down.

But here is Mikey to the rescue!

Dr. Delicate Touch has no such hang-ups.

Similarly, when Donatello runs into trouble, as he is unable to recognize his own emotions, it’s up to Doctor Feelings to help his desperate client in need.

Through taking on these roles, Mikey is able to support his brothers and fill the emotional gaps in his teammates, which, inevitably makes them all stronger.

How is Mikey able to do this and how does he have the strength to take on these roles?

You could think that it’s just in his character, meaning, it’s just how he is. I don’t think so, though. He’s a free thinker, and a creative, but there’s something about these roles that is specifically catered to the needs of his family.

Then I realized, the only reason that Mikey is able to help his brothers in this way is because they first helped him.

Let me explain.

All four of the boys grew up in the same household. Although Splinter tried his very best (there is no Splinter hate here), a single depressed parent doth not a stable child make. Raphael struggled with the burden of his responsibilities as an ad hoc leader (see Being Big Red), Leo struggled with expressing his natural talents as a middle child (see Being Baby Blue), all while Donnie struggled with carving out his place on the team and his feelings of uselessness (see Being Purple Part One and Part Two).

Well, what does Mikey struggle with?

In my humble opinion, nothing.

The struggles of his brothers all related to each turtle coming to terms with themselves and coming to terms with their place on the team.

Yet, due to the love and support of his brothers and father, Michelangelo never had to ask himself if he belonged, struggle with his role on the team, or make huge life-changing decisions that could affect everyone.

Michelangelo is free to just be Michelangelo.

And as a free spirit who is completely in tune with his own emotions, he is able to do things like this:

and this,

and this.

Let’s get back to the scene in the library.

Angelo sees the high stakes of his friend’s pet disappearing forever if they fail but makes the decision to disqualify himself anyway. Why? Because he knows that no matter what he does, it will all be ok.

He has complete faith in his brothers and their ability to solve the problem at hand, so he might as well have some fun.

This not the first time he’s come to this conclusion.

Through out this entire scene, Michelangelo plays in the background.

It’s scenes like this that makes me believe that Mikey’s faith in his family knows no bounds.

Altogether, his brothers and his father were everything he needed to become who he is. Reciprocally, he is free to be everything that they need him to be and more. Over…

and over,

and over again

he trusts them completely.

And through this unwavering trust in his family, he is able to trust himself and his instincts. He knows that with everything they’ve poured into him, he can save them from, well, everything. Over…

and over…

and over again.

Hence, due to all of this evidence, I believe that through the collective love of his family, Michelangelo became the best version of the Hamato spirit, and thus, the best Mystic Warrior of all time.

All because, he’s Orange, baby!

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