SAMUEL ROUKIN as (Young) Yanek in COUNTERPART (2017—2019) Episode 2.06 Twin Cities

has anyone done this. idk. yippee.

corvo and emily here

So if Young Royals and Red, White, and Royal Blue happened in the same universe, we know that RWRB (book) is set from mid 2019 to late 2020 and we also know that YR is set in the 2020-2021 school year at Hillerska (based on the banner for the anniversary event).

Can you imagine how the world would have just exploded when His Royal Highness Prince Henry of Wales was in a gay sex scandal, and only months later, Crown Prince Wilhelm of Sweden was in another gay sex scandal? One that he confirmed he was part of a few months after it happened?

Oh to be a simple twitter user in that universe, I would watch the world burn

Published a new chapter for This Gift Illuminated because I felt like it! It's the original story I've been casually working on about an elven archaeologist and a human mage falling in love over the exchange of letters.

Read it on AO3:

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@wally-franks-stan CROSSOVER EVENT OF THE CENTURY....combat already posted his art BUT idk when my queue is gonna spit this out so apologies in advance for the lateness. mesmer joey is so silly and evil meanwhile mer joey is just a cute and goofy little guy. i love them both

some designs for a theoretical mer au joey mer after he gets injected with inc (top ten sentences that aren't hard to read /j). the first leaning towards mer au mers, the second looking more like the subnautica au ones

sea monster scooters!!!!!!!

since aos scotty is based off around a shrimp, whenever he cleans off other sea monsters he usually gets an ear full of drama, where he then immediately goes and tells tos scotty

Koldun, your blood,

You belong to the Roots, 

You Belong to the Forest.  As we approach the season finale - Lilijana took the third dot in her Kraina with a disembodied beating heart under the land making an interesting declaration. 

I decided to try and draw Zim "normally"

Tbh he's not that bad, still a cute lil guy <3

Silly interaction/comparison between designs under the cut

Generated some Pokemon, did some sketches, and then asked my friend for colors so I could play with alt schemes while we watched shows together. It was really fun! I took inspiration for each from the anime we were watching, just little details. If you can guess you get uhhhh idk. you can give me a pokemon and i’ll do a whole doodle page of them. maybe. 

You've been visited by the double yolk of good luck have a nice day

tale of the body thief was a slog, and memnoch the devil is putting me to sleep. I'm remembering why I stopped reading after this one all those years ago

Two of them!

For fic requests, sequel to YJ Artemis meets Stargirl Artemis.

sequel to this one from last year set post s3 but before the Flash forwards at the end

Artemis jogged down the street, her form excellent. She’d drilled it enough, on the field, on the track, on the sidewalks that were always in good repair. This place was no Blue Valley. She needed to find the other version of her before she missed a step on missing pavement. This world felt awful and wrong, but lately so had her own. It wasn’t that hard, all things considered.  She was never going to poke fun at Chapel’s goggles again, not when they could track interdimensional rifts WHILE tracking abnormal weather patterns and any number of other things.  She felt, rather than heard or saw, someone approaching from behind and spun on a heel, lacrosse stick sliding through her grip easily. It wasn’t as good as a hockey stick, but it was hers.

“Hey, I know you,” the person who’d come up behind her said, taking a step back, one hand raised in the universal ‘ I would really prefer to keep my teeth in my mouth where they belong if that’s good with you’ gesture. She scowled, flipping her ponytail. “Maybe,” she said. She didn’t recognize this guy. Red hair, really red, not like Henry King’s had been. Tall.  She weighed facts in her mind the way she calculated plays and player stats. She could take him, probably, especially if she went for his eyes, or knocked him back two steps where the sidewalk was falling apart.  “Depends who you are.” She’d drilled that, too. Always be ready for the fight. Always see the fight before it starts.  Her parents had taught her that. He frowned. She matched him.  She couldn’t turn back to the run, he’d get in a strike, but attacking him first would give him far too much information about her skills before she had his measure. Her mother had taught her that. Her mother. If you go looking for a fight, be sure you can win it.  She had, and her mother hadn’t.  “We have a problem?” she asked, flexing fingers white around her hockey stick. He sighed, the kind of big audible sigh teachers and coaching assistants made when they wanted to let you know they were Frustrated but were Not Saying Anything Because They Didn’t Want to Get Fired, So Shape Up. It was all acting. Whiners.  “If you’re Artemis, I think we do. You better come with me.” She didn’t bother answering, just gripped the stick.  Down the block, a storefront opened. “ Will? Where--oh, shit.” The blond version of her, twenty-something and wearing eyeliner, jogged up. Artemis felt only a tiny bit of pride when she noticed the woman’s pace neatly avoided the problematic portion of sidewalk. “Me,” Artemis greeted. “I need a favor.” “Anything.” Older!Artemis said. “Do you need a place to stay? What happened? Did.. dad…?” Without warning the rock  lifted from Artemis's lungs where it had sat for weeks, lodging in her throat. “Yeah,” she said, managing to keep the tears down, buried. “Oh, honey. You can stay. We’ll figure something out. Here, uh…” she fluttered, anxious.  “It’ll be ok. We’ll stop him.” “Stop who?” The guy--Will, apparently-- asked. “Sportsmaster,” Blond-temis said, as Artemis croaked “Icicle.” The two stared at each other. Rage ate away at the stone. How dare the other her think her dad had done anything to make her upset, or hurt, or unsafe? How dare she think it was her dad’s fault? Her dad had only ever done one thing to make her cry, and it was die. “ What does Icicle have to do with anything?” “He killed my parents.” It took everything in her to say the words without letting them become a part of her. “Oh.Oh my g--” older Artemis whispered. “You... you really meant it. When you said they.. Reformed.” “Of course I did! They were heroes! And he killed them for it. So I have to kill him. No one else will.” Artemis swallowed hard. “He can’t get away with it. I can’t let him.” “Ohkaaaay, maybe we should go find Jade and sit inside somewhere that is not a public street to have this conversation about murder?” Will suggested. Neither Artemis paid him any mind. “I can’t let you do that,” Blond-temis said, her voice trying for gentleness. It sounded hollow. “That’s not what you should be doing with your life. You don’t have to be a killer, just because they were.” “That’s not why I have to do this.” Artemis insisted. “I have to kill him because they’re not. If you won’t help me, I’ll find someone who will.” Without caring if they saw a weakness in her back, she turned and fled.

Streaming with my twin!!! Two Of Us! Two of Us!

thea EVIL TWIN reveal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!