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eldritch green lantern ideas:

ring slowly starts fusing with the finger it's on until one day the finger just glows, there's no more ring

bleeding green (duh)

so willful that reality tends to bend around them in small instances, like coffee always being warm or never having to wait for the elevator, or someone nearby tripping

the ring stops translating other languages because they just start understanding/speaking them eventually

the constructs chosen by Earth Lanterns stop looking like Earth items and more alien, older, ancient

Lanterns slowly forgetting to take off their uniforms and just start wearing them all the time

separating them from their ring will cause very, very bad things to happen

not eating or drinking for several days, then several weeks, then several months at a time without noticing

unintentionally feeding (mentally) off of strong-willed people, and even encouraging disagreement just to sit in the middle of it and feel something almost warm again

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At the end of everything I look to you.

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FINALLY

A theory of mine on Afflatus!

I was analyzing arcanists' voicelines and "Insipired by" category and made a conclusion that Affilatus is about the character itself.

For example:

Minerals: resilient loyal workers that care for others more than for themselves

star arcanists: kind, they're close to an entertainment type on the edge of a philosophy crisis, like a comedian who's tired that nobody is taking them seriously, or maybe vice versa, they're a bit more diverse. they're close to the stars [the universe] and also sometimes are lost in them, but it doesn't mean that they're not talented and competitive arcanists.

Beasts are rather materialists, even if they're motives are feel-driven (Melania), about the start of something new and end of something old, beginning of a new era.

spirits are either ghosts of arcanists or awakened objects

Plants: more needs and more opportunities = they want a change in their future, they seek for freedom, but still may remain somewhat hesistant or fearful, ignorant/dreamy

intellect: some kind of... personality issues despite their intelligence and hard work. door: his broken reflection amplifies bad things in people, diminishing good ones. john titor: lives in a bubble, believing she's a time traveler (Bond 40%), maladaptive daydreaming. mesmer jr.: declines her arcanist's nature, believes all of them are insane. X: Absurd and Intellect on the edge of insanity (???)

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words cannot express how much these panels haunt me. kon’s lamentations about his fuckedupass life. bart knowing JUST went to slide in and make him laugh even though the world’s kinda sorta been saved but still falling to pieces. the realization that bart’s not fooling around for the sake of it, but because he wants to put kon’s heart at ease. this was the moment we had it in the bag, fucking issue 17, right at the tail end, over twenty years of development finally come to fruition. kon el realized bart’s where his heart is, just like kon’s bart’s lightning rod. it’s the facial expressions, the pause, the looking back in deep realization that maybe what he needs isn’t hair dye but his best friend, bart allen, who tore through a crumbling multiverse to find him, and who DID find him. it mirrors this moment:

when bart realized he found the other piece of his soul, even as the universe was crumbling. bartkon is THE lovestory of young justice. we were so close. so, so close

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Tolys is a big wet cat except he's a huge old dog that kind that's tired and apathetic but friendly and likes to pin you down and sleep on your legs and walks with you occasionally and yawns on you and is all over you when you come back but in a calm way and like there were days when every other dog in the neighborhood was afraid of him but now he's just your silly grey guy with bad eyesight

and he was so huge when you were a child you thought he was a little bit bear and now he's not exactly small but

i really like Lithuania and i really miss my aunt's old dog and he makes me think of him

silly man

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Tolys is more than a man, less than a god, a dark era's child with no mother's touch and someone's blood in tight lipped mouth.

He's a blade wrapped in man's flesh, a wolf in soft sheep's clothes, a forest, dark, bloody and sharp teethed if your hands are holding too tight.

So, he's all of that and more. He knows and everybody else can guess all they want, they rarely know enough, he made sure of that on purpose or not.

And he decided one day, one year: not to show teeth, not to shed blood, not to hone claws.

And he decided so again and again and again: it's easier that way, calmer and meaker. And he lets himself to get lost in that feeling, biting his own tongue till all the bite he has mellowed out, till all sneers are hidden and he, himself, his own everything became calmer and softer. He's not entirely at peace (yet?), he's tranquil in the way a violent mentally ill person would be. It's like choking an animal until it's too weak to put any fight, only he's an animal and he's the one who actually hold that leash and thinks to himself: it needs to be done. Nobody else would be able to do that to him without killing.

And it's yet to feel right and it's yet to feel good itself, but he needs that peace to work and so it works.

Tolys is kind now. Or so it seems for a very long time, long enough for someone to never know him as anything else.

And they look at him and think: he's weak now, he forgot how to stand tall, he's clumsy and soft, wilting from afar.

And, really, at the end, is that his mistake that they all look and nobody sees?

Is that his mistake that they let him hold his quiet voice the way one would hold a sword? Is that his mistake that it's working?

Tolys remembers, he would never forget how does blood tastes like caked up all over your face, on your tougue, in your lungs, how does real sword weights and how does it feel to put that sword with all it's weight and all your might and..

Tolys remembers and that's why he tries so hard to not pay attention to those memories.

Tolys is a tired man, an old forest, a healing wound and he learns, and grows, and mends and talks. He's a lot and not enough at the same time now.

And sometimes his face in the mirror is wild and mean, but he can always look at his hands and see.

His hands are much softer now. They can hold a knife still well enough to kill a man, they always will.

It's just now he really doesn't need to.

Ha, yes, he really should not need to.

All that steel now drips ink if anything, and!

Eduard would really appreciate an email anyway. A lot of people would. So he learns that, too.

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♦️Harley Quinn extended design sheet ♦️

Yo yo i’ve been working on this for 2 whole ass days and I even made-

*drumroll*

🔥A SPEEDPAINT FOR IT:🔥

In case anyone cares enough or is curious about my work lol, anyways, i’ve got a lot of these to do in the future since im planning on doing it for the cast for a project im working on with my homie but we’ll see how that goES

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