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Ok, so for this, AU Grim takes courage from his home after going to the farm house to reap the Bagges souls. He went and found Muriel and Eustace as puppets (in this I went with the season 1 ending of Courage the cowardly dog, Season 1, episode 13 The Great Fusilli). Grim heard sobbing and found Courage in the attic crying so Grim took him in.

It's a little hard for Courage to get used to the new place because when he wakes up, he expects to see the old bed and Muriel waking him up instead of Grim. Courage will still panic at monsters, but he'll be shocked that the kids are just kinda whatever about them. (Someone mentioned in the tags about his need to protect vs. Billy and Mandys calm about monsters)

[splinterclan]

Moon 15.1: Home and together again <3

[parisoonic]

Two insufferable idiots visit the library. Transcript below as my handwriting is really teeny tiny in that last panel.

Panel 1: Medic: So, we rounded the corner and all those idiots were bunched up around the kart. I pop, and Misha here swept his gun around like it was the hand of God. There was blood everywhere! A full team on one kritz! Hahahaha! What a day! You're probably thinking but Mr. Ludwig, wouldn't they all respawn at once? Yes. They did. It was terrible, but- Librarian (off screen): Sir. Sir please. Panel 2: Librarian : Okay, very good sirs. Your library books are still overdue and covered in...blood? Medic (off screen): And viscera! Panel 3: Heavy: Is OK. I will pay.

Panel 4: Medic: I really thought my enchanting anecdote would get those fines waived for you! Heavy: Is OK Doktor, story was good. You had to be there though. Thanks for coffee. Medic: Ja, you're welcome. It was the least I could do after ruining those books. Heavy: You...you said it was Pyro and Scout... Medic: I did?

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Lan Wangji Goes To Lotus Pier AU: Part 4: Deranged Bedfellows

(Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4.5)

[cartoonsbyandie]

Did I getcha, did you think I wasn't shitposting

This has been sitting in my files long enough that I totally changed how I drew Jake between them

[lnmei]

💥 kicking off #CLUMPtober with a 10-page preview of my new 90-page corporate comedy comic, CLUMP ‼️

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Charities will be decided by the end of November 2024 based on urgent need at that time.

[nettlesketches]

a figure in the dark (3/3)

prev

first part

[couch-house]

sonic get hug dot ms paint

[full transcript under the cut]

Page 1:

Sonic and Knuckles stand on a hill overlooking Angel Island.

Knuckles folds his arms and leans back.

Knuckles: Y'know. You never told any of us what it felt like in your cybercage.

Sonic: What!! Man, you can't just ask a guy what his cybercage is like!

K: Well we all told you about ours. It's only fair.

S: Yeah but--!

K: Plus I'm worried about you. It's not good to keep these things bottled up.

S: What's this? I thought Amy was supposed to be the emotionally mature one. Don't tell me you've been paying attention to what she tells you?

K: Maybe I have been! I can be emotionally mature too, y'know. If you talk about what's bothering you, it can help you deal with it better. And you seem pretty bothered by what happened in cyberspace.

Knuckles playfully punches Sonic on the arm.

Sonic looks down in thought, scratching his chin.

K: So TALK, YOU!!

S: haha, Okay, okay!

Knuckles looks frustrated by this answer.

S: Hmm... It was kind of like what Amy described--numb, disorienting. Everything was fragmented and dreamy. But it mostly felt empty. Huge and empty. Freaked me out (haha...). Felt like I was in danger for some whatever reason. Just like a bad dream is all.

And I was completely alone.

Wasn't too bad, all things considered. Your experience definitely sounded worse.

Page 2:

Knuckles grabs a startled Sonic by the upper arms.

K: Listen to me, Sonic.

A wide shot of the two of them on the hill as Knuckles speaks.

Knuckles holds Sonic in eye contact.

K: I've spent most of my life alone. Sure, I had the island. The chao, the animals make a difference. But I know what it's like to be alone. And I probably would have stayed that way if you and Eggman had never showed up.

I know what you went through was awful. But I also know that's something you saved me from. And it's not something I'll let happen to you.

K: You were the first friend I ever had. Not counting Eggman, obviously. You are my first friend. And my best friend. I'm not going anywhere.

Sonic shakes and holds back tears. He turns away sniffing and coughing to wipe his eyes.

Page 3:

K: S-shit! Sorry, I wasn't trying to upset you, I was---!

S: No, no. It's cool man. I appreciate it.

Sonic calms down, still facing away.

S: heh...

Sonic whirls around pulls Knuckles into a hug.

S: Thanks, Knux. It's not that I didn't already know that. It's just nice to hear aloud I guess.

Sonic pushes Knuckles away.

Sonic turns away and stretches his arms behind his head.

K: Is that... something I should be saying more often?

S: Nah, once is enough for me.

S: Anyway! That's enough emotional vulnerability for one day. Want to hit each other with sticks?

Sonic races off down the hill as Knuckles enthusiastically grabs a big branch off the ground.

K: Hah! You say that like you could handle a single hit from me!

S: You'll have to catch me first, knucklehead!

[grif-hawaiian-rolls]

something about trust

Writing below the cut!

“How… does it feel?” Locus asked haltingly. Lopez shrugged. “<Weird. But I expected that.>” Locus hummed, his brow furrowed like he was lost in thought as he scanned Lopez’s face. Lopez grabbed Locus’ wrists, bringing his hands to his throat.  “What are you--?” “<One way to test it. Take my head off.>” Locus’ eyes widened, his expression turning panicked. He tried to pull his hands away, but Lopez held him steady. “<You are the only person strong enough,>” Lopez said firmly, giving the other no room to balk any further. “<If this synthskin doesn’t fix the problem, I want to know now, not later.>” Lopez could feel the way Locus’s hands shifted, his fingers flexing as he fought some internal debate. Lopez couldn’t read his mind, but the flicker of those marble grey eyes was telling as Locus looked at his hands around Lopez’s throat, then to his face and then back again and again. “<It doesn’t hurt, if that’s what all this fuss is about.>” Not strictly true, having his head removed wasn’t exactly a pleasant feeling. But better to do it now, with some degree of control, than in the middle of a fight or an accident. The sensation of feeling everywhere his skin touched was strange though, the normally very localized sensors spread out across the surface of the synthskin. Was this how humans felt things all the time? No wonder they were so easily distracted. Neither of them moved. “You’re certain?” Locus asked finally, his voice little more than a whisper. Lopez raised an eyebrow and let himself grin just a little at being able to convey the sentiment properly. Maybe there were some advantages to the synthskin after all. “<I wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t.>” A nod, then the pressure. Lopez knew Locus was strong, for a human, but the feeling of his hands tightening around his neck and pulling at his jaw, the base of his metal skull…  His head didn’t budge, and the pressure eased. Lopez clicked his tongue, releasing Locus’ wrists. “<Good. That is one problem fixed, at least.>”

[starlesspond]

「 g. 」 he he 「 f. 」 ... oh gosh, what've you done now? 「 g. 」 nothing, nothing! 「 f. 」 ... 「 g. 」 okay, something. :D 「 f. 」 whatever it is, text me the address so i can send my apologies to whoever was unfortunate enough to deal with you. 「 g. 」 you wound me, megumi~ 「 f. 」 and you embarrass me :/ i'm busy, did you need me for something? 「 g. 」 nope! carry on as you were. *without fushiguro noticing, leaves a little keychain next to a water bottle bc fushiguro doesn't take the best care of himself* 「 f. 」 *an hour or so later* ng? that guy... 🥺😔😒🥺

[jorjorend]

Februabba day 12 - Secrets / Rain

I always thought Bucciarati would push Abbacchio away in their last days, after his body dies, because he knows otherwise Abbacchio will find out he's dead, and I guess he feels like being distant from him now will make it easier for Abbacchio to deal with his death when he's gone. (It won't).

@heritage-februabba

Comic text:

I know he's noticed me avoiding him, ever since Giorno and I faced the Boss in Venice.

"Ah—sorry Leone, I—"

"I just need some space right now."

Of course it hurts, being so cold to him. . .

"Leone?"

"STOP!"

"You should be sleeping in your own room, Abbacchio."

. . .

"Oh."

"It's for your own good."

"Right."

*click*

But I have to be. I can't let him know—

how cold I've really become.

[i-am-very-confuse]

MY FIRST ATTACK!!! GET DRINKED IDIOT!!!

@chompgwen6 :3

[lowstakesvampires]

encountering rune

[mrgladstonegander]

dt47 crumbs

[coconut530]

Bump in the Night & Sleeptober Day 21: Black Dog & Room Below

[age-of-moonknight]

“New Kids on the Block,” Spider-Woman (Vol. 8/2023), #7.

Writer: Steve Foxe; Penciler and Inker: Ig Guara; Colorist: Arif Prianto; Letterer: Joe Sabino