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insomnia-draws · 2 months
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Some rwby fanart and yes she's having lunch with baymax
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spirkme915 · 11 months
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For the WIP progress meme! Soft, alone, comfort
This is decidedly-not-heterosexual btw! I don't think I can send asks from my sideblog :')
hey! thanks for popping into my asks 💙
from the tos spirk angst-fest:
He runs his fingertips through soft, black hair and Spock leans into the touch, Spock’s eyes slip closed.
He’s left Spock alone all day, giving him the time and space to do what he must do to heal. Outside of meditation, Jim has no clue what that is.
This. This is what he needed - has always needed. A line he wouldn’t cross because he refused to presume, to make a decision Spock wouldn’t be comfortable with. To touch or not was always going to be Spock’s choice.
and the aos spirk longass cathartic fic:
It’s one of Spock’s Starfleet Academy hoodies, faded and soft - and it didn’t get that way because Spock’s been wearing it for the last nine years.
“Are we done here? I’m actually feeling like I could hit the gym today.” He pulls on his shirt and starts to slide off the biobed, but Bones’ silence has him freezing as soon as his feet hit the deck. Bones glancing over his shoulder to ensure they’re still alone makes the back of Jim’s neck prickle with unease. “What is it?”
McCoy leans in, whispers, “Is it just me or is Jim’s mom terrifying?” “Don’t give her a reason to use her disruptor and you should be fine.” “Comforting.”
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catfayssoux · 1 month
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WHO NEEDS MIDDLE BITS WHEN YOU CAN HAVE ✨ 𝒔 𝒄 𝒆 𝒏 𝒆 𝒔 ✨
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notherpuppet · 1 month
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Can you do a gender swap Alastor and Lucifer in human form?
Yes
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Luci and Alice
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smilingfr3ak · 8 months
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So anyway, I animated this one part of TF2's "The Naked and The Dead" comic
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I don't wanna color it anymore pleaSe- iT'S SO TIRING--
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blainke-omens · 1 month
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Crowley Does Pottery HC anyone ? Because … it has a grip on me. I couldn’t hold back posting this wip any longer — I am so desperate for anyone else to share my vision in this.
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charon-cries · 2 months
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gerry wip
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"Oh being a writer must be so cool and artistic"
No being a writer is frantically googling shit like this at 1 am on a work night
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raphaerolo · 2 months
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A sketch from one of my comic wips that i thought was too adorable not to share.
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insomnia-draws · 2 months
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Stolas x Blitzo I drew this for Valentine's Day but still have yet to finish it
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spirkme915 · 11 months
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For the fic WIP ask meme: warm (and/or cold)
oh man. you hit on this one!!
from a super angsty tos spirk oneshot:
It should be that cold he fears; he was so close to slipping into that forever dark. But it’s the chill of Spock’s skin that he remembers the most, that kept him grounded and in the present. That kept him alive, even as his skin burned.
Jim steps slowly, carefully, into the heat. Spock’s quarters are the warmest on the ship - out of necessity, yes, but also comfort and familiarity. Spock would never admit to that, but Jim knows it. He knows Spock.
and from a super long chaptered aos spirk fic:
He brushes his thumb over the outside of Spock’s wrist, runs his fingertips along the lines on Spock’s palm. Spock’s skin is too cold. His mind unreachable.
Spock touches his fingertips to Jim’s and it is light, life, adoration. He does not suppress the urge to press his lips to Jim’s as well. When he clasps his hands together behind his back again, his skin is tingling and as warm as a Human’s and Jim is entirely too pleased with himself.
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thevoidstaredback · 1 month
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Enough Caffeine to Kill an Elephant
Listen. It was an accident. He didn't mean to! It just kinda happened.
So maybe he brought a drink with enough caffeine in it to kill an elephant within a few minutes, and maybe he forgot to put the sleeve on his cup so he could tell it apart from the others, but it's not his fault! He didn't think anyone else was going to have the exact same Yeti cup as him! It's not like he'd seen any of the others carry one before. Besides, he worked with superheros. They should be smart enough to check before drinking someone else's drink.
Danny had been summoned by the Justice League Dark a few years back in order to help with a world ending crisis and he just didn't leave. It's not like he could go anywhere anyway. His ghost half hadn't grown past fourteen and his human half had stopped visibly aging at eighteen. He'd had to leave town as Danny Fenton, but he'd stayed in Amity Park as Danny Phantom. When his parents died of old age, thank god, he'd closed down the portal, stuck around for a few more years, before traveling the world as Danny Fenton.
Anyway, he'd taken up residence in the House of Mysteries after the JLD had summoned him. Constantine, at first, had been wary, but he and the rest of the JLD had grown to accept him. He was an honorary member of the team.
At some point, just after Robin had become Red Robin, Danny had been introduced to the Justice League. He liked those guys, too, and worked with them sometimes. Though, he usually only went to bug them.
Red Robin had been very interested in the fact that his was fourteen and working with grown heros, like he was one to talk, but Danny hadn't explained anything other than saying that he had died and come back. The following conversation was an interesting one that lead to Danny knowing that Nightwing was the Batman he'd met and that Batman was lost somewhere. He'd confirmed that the man was not dead, but he hadn't offered to help look for him. He probably should have, in retrospect.
Back on topic! Everyone in the JLD knew not to touch Danny's drink. They'd all seen him make it before and had been horrified on varying degrees. It's not like it could kill him. He's already half dead! So long as he only drank this specific brew as Phantom, he'd be fine.
The Justice League, apparently, didn't get the memo. He blames Constantine because Zatanna and Raven can do no wrong. No, John, he's not biased.
The point is, Red Robin just had a sip of Danny's drink. The horror he now felt was akin to the fear he held when he'd told his parents he was Phantom. (An interaction that had gone very well, thank you very much.)
Danny knew the exact moment that the vigilante realized he grabbed the wrong drink. His eyes widened to an astonishing degree, and, if he'd been able to seen his eyes behind the mask, Danny knew that the man's pupils would've completely overtaken the irises. His hands started shaking, too. Oh, no. The man's already addicted to hellish amounts of coffee. This is only going to make it worse!
Quickly, and without drawing any attention, thank the Ancients, Danny rushed over. "You, um, you okay, man?" Obviously not, but he tends to talk when he's anxious and he was certainly anxious right now. He could've possibly just killed a man via poison!
"What the fuck is in this coffee?" Red Robin asked, going to take another sip.
Danny pulled the Yeti from his hand and gave him the proper one. "Enough caffeine to kill an elephant."
"Obviously not, seeing as I'm still alive."
"Yeah, I can't tell if that's a good thing or not."
"Excuse me?"
"I-I mean-! I didn't-! You know what I mean." Caffeine is poisonous in excess, and his drink was way beyond excess, but it's the only thing that works for him as a ghost! Superpowered metabolism and all that.
"Do I?" The laugh in his voice answered for him. He took a sip from his drink and frowned at it. "I don't think any coffee will ever be enough again."
"And that's my cue to get my drink very far away from you." Danny turned, fully intent on moving to the other side of the room. Besides, the meeting was going to start as soon as the Flash and Kid Flash arrived, which would be soon. Something about one of their Rouges getting out?
"What?" Red Robin asked, "Why?" If he was a little desperate to get another sip of that coffee, he'd rather not acknowledge it.
"Because you don't need anymore lethal coffee," he muttered, "The sip you took will already keep you awake for three days at least, and it probably jump started an addiction. Best to stop it now. Besides, I need to go have my crisis on how the hell you're still alive after even a sip of this stuff."
"Again, rude." The bird themed vigilante crossed his arms as best he could while holding his cup. "If it's so dangerous, why do you drink it?"
Danny took a deliberate sip as he locked eyes with the technically younger man. "I'm dead. I don't need to worry about my heart stopping or having a seizure."
"Excuses."
"No, it's not 'excuses'. I'm saving your life."
"You're a kid. If I can't have that coffee, then you shouldn't be having it."
"First, I'm older than you. Second, I already told you: I'm dead. This isn't going to hurt me. Third, you can't tell me what to do."
"There's no way you're older than me. You're like, ten."
"I'm thirty-eight!" He balked, "I only look fourteen because I died when I was fourteen. We've been over this."
Neither noticed the entire Justice League looking at them. The two they were waiting on had arrived a few minutes ago and everyone was ready to start the meeting, but they'd been distracted by the two's conversation. Was that true? Had Phantom really died so young? They'd all been made aware he was not living, but they didn't think he'd died so young! Though, that was probably the denial speaking.
The Justice League Dark had been fully aware of this and didn't really bat an eye. Though, someone should probably get this meeting started. A potentially world ending threat was the topic, and that was a pretty important thing to discuss.
Captain Marvel was the first to pull himself together, though that was only after Atlas and Zeus had mentally slapped him out of his stupur. "As, ah, riveting as this conversation is," he stepped between the two boys- er, boy and man? "we really need to start this meeting."
Batman did not clear his throat because he'd not lost his voice in the first place. "He's right. Everyone take your seats."
Part 2
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catfayssoux · 2 months
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gloriousfckingpurpose · 3 months
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i know they underutilized the frankenstein aspect in the movie but it really does feel like the creature was perfectly created for lisa regardless. from what we saw, he spent his whole life lonely; dead parents, isolating social life, failed romantic prospects, the whole shebang, but he never gets to do anything about it because he dies, suddenly and unstoppably. until he’s suddenly alive again and the whole world is different but there’s this girl who tended to his grave when nobody else would have given him that respect, who’s experiencing the same things he did who actually has the chance to get back at the people who didn’t care for her, one tiny bit of familiarity to him… of course he’s going to kill for her just to see her happy.
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akonos · 1 year
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want draw,,, but what draw???
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mmeadarts · 1 year
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Progress photos for the applique quilt im working on. Im almost positive I've chosen the second worst assembly strategy possible. Right now the whole thing is just incredibly pointy and takes up my entire floor. Technique is -3 out of 10, dont recommend if you enjoy having floor space and not worrying about getting pins in the bottom of your foot
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