#Prince Hawk

[avianreptiles]

Inspired slightly off of somp's ( @some-pers0n ) shenanigans from a couple days ago

[moonys-library]

Men are more interesting in books than they are in real life.

[reds-skull]

Had the passing thought "what if Gaz had long hair" a few days ago and I just had to draw it

(Actually obsessed with 'hawked Gaz...)

[junespriince]

Bruce: why are you living in my city, West.

Wally: because these horrible working conditions and me coming back from the "dead" legally has financially ruined me and your city is so cheap and so used to undead people I have no other choice but to move there!

Wally: and I don't even like it either, the other day I told someone trying to steal my kidneys that I can't allow him to because I sold my organs to Tim for a loan for an apartment to be harvested once I die.

Wally: hell I haven't even told Dick I live in Gotham because I'm too embarrassed I didn't have enough to love in Bludhaven. My own villains and uncle Leo was about to steal from a bank with the help of my cities to help but I had to turn them down. Do you know how embarrassing it would be to come back home to your auntie and uncle because you're broke and homeless? I can't let them down there. So shut up we're neighbors.

Bruce:

Clark: Bruce...

Diana: oh my gods...

Arthur: I have a place if you want to crash there for a bit.

Kyle: duddddde you should have came to me idiot, we could have been roommates!

J'onn: yikes.

Victor: dude... Not cool

Bruce, sweating: welp now he knows...

Wally, paled: you didn't turn off comms...

Dick, in Bruce ears: WHAT DO HE MEAN BY WORKING CONDITIONS, you know what no, NO! Star we're going back to earth our hubby sold his organs to Tim. TIM I SWEAR no, BAT MEETING ONCE PLANET SIDE!

Bruce, nervous laughing: I'm in danger.

Kyle: I vote me to be the new leader!

Wally: boy you hate being in command. I vote for Connor anyways.

Connor: finally, I can tell you guys to stop fighting with authority.

Kyle and Wally: nah

Connor: yeah I know.

[altermentality]

Glitzville Gala

[puffinpatrol]

BCE!Billy Au

Ancient Billy (Thavma?)

Born a Demi-god of Hecate, he was created as the vessel of the living lighting and the Champion of magic.

Since it’s Billy himself that is the vessel, he doesn’t really have the big buff adult Captain Marvel form.

He also looks up to and holds Wonder Woman and Hawkwoman with the upmost respect.

If anyone has more ideas I’d love to hear them!!

[yuriinadress]

DC Pride 2023 covers

[janmisali]

Super Mario Bracket: PRINCE PEASLEY vs RAWK HAWK

Prince Peasley

SEED: 32 (20 nominations)

SPECIES: Beanish

DEBUT: Superstar Saga

BIO: the prince of the Beanbean Kingdom

[Super Mario Wiki article]

Rawk Hawk

SEED: 97 (7 nominations)

SPECIES: Hawk

DEBUT: The Thousand-Year Door

BIO: the champion of the Glitz Pit

[Super Mario Wiki article]

[link to all polls]

[talentlesshuman]

Donation request by @slightlymoldybread !

If you'd like to request a drawing, show me proof of donation to gazafunds.com

[theflashjaygarrick]

I choose to believe that Diana Prince, Connor Hawke, Zatanna Zatara, Buddy Baker, and Damian Wayne are all part of a group chat that is exclusively used to share vegetarian recipes and restaurant recommendations.

[takami-takami]

Keigo thinks he's never seen a prettier boy in all his sorry life.

Something about that sleepy spark in your eyes, the air you carry with the clink of your heel against each step— it could bring a man far stronger than him to his knees. Keigo becomes ever so acquainted with the sight of your back as he chases after you, a lovelorn soul helpless to the wiles of a boy and the taste of their lips.

A longing nestled in the deepest pits of his chest calls him to protect you. He couldn't explain how he knows, should you ask him.

He just feels it.

You could be his prince if you'd grace him with the chance to be your knight in shining armor.

And like the loyal knight he is, Keigo follows your invitation to your chambers as if bogged under a spell. As you lounge on the edge of your bed, he kneels. His lips ghost along your knees when he unlaces your boots, preening into the fingertips that thread through his hair and scratch his scalp. The crackles of fire in his eyes only fall dim in the moments his lashes flutter shut.

You play him like a harp of sorts: plucking him reverently, wholly unaware of the way your presence rivals an angel's to him— your body might as well be golden wheels, covered in eyes and rotating in cloaks of fire.

Your voice, too. It's enough to send jolts of electricity to his core, pangs of need from an unmistakably potent lust.

"Are you sure you want—"

"Yes," he breathes out with whatever is left in his lungs. Another kiss, trailing up your thigh. "God damn it, please let me make you feel good. Let me make you sing, just for me."

Keigo is not a man above begging. When he has his eyes set on what he wants, his heart follows quickly in suit; and there is no shame in that heart tonight, no hesitancy to breathe exactly what's on his mind into the open air as long as there is a sliver of a chance you could inhale it into your lungs.

"Do it," you mutter. Keigo's wings audibly flap with excitement, feathers trembling soon after. "I want you—"

You hardly finish your sentance before he crawls above you, caging you beneath him and crashing his lips against yours as you grant him permission to indulge in the finest delicacy to ever grace his tongue.

His head dips down between rolling shoulderblades, breathing sigh after sigh into you as you flick open the buttons lining his thin, cotton white shirt.

It's not often you find Keigo wordless— his mouth tends to run in bed, tends to entice you open with sweet nothings. He can't help that he's chatty; but all those words fall silent on days you reunite after an aching absence, after missions keep him away to protect you from a distance from the dangers of the world.

"Sweet boy," you murmur against him. "Feeling soft today, huh?"

"Mhmm," he all but moans, the little nod dusting tufts of hair over his eyes. "Missed you. So, so much." He punctuates each word with kisses, greedy and latched onto you at the lips.

You laugh as you pull away, getting up to his displeased hum; but oh, that pout is quickly soothed once he sees what you're doing.

Digging through the mahogany drawer by your beside, careful not to knock over the candle that illuminates your room, you fetch a vial of oil and dangle it for him to see.

"Catch."

Like a puppy fetching a treat, Keigo's fist expertly plucks the vial from the air.

He couldn't hold himself back from pouncing if he tried.

[aqua-dan]

The difference in the interactions kills me every single time

[grits-galraisedinthesouth]

20 minutes of my life I'll never get back. 🤦‍♂️

I must be a glutton for punishment because I actually watched Kinsey Schofield's 20 min interview w/Valentine Low. May this rant save you from making the same mistake:

Valentine Low & Kinsey Schofield just reminded me that the British press is in desperate need of a grief recovery workshop to let go of their palace manufactured PR image of Sparry, "the CONSERVATIONIST," and accept the REALITY: Sparry has ALWAYS been a member of the lost boys who never intend to grow up. He loves drugs, perverted soho house sex play pens, and living a secret lifestyle in San Francisco, CA. As we saw in the South Park Documentary, Sparry has always wanted to be left alone so he can just bang on his drums all day.

The British media needs to accept that they never knew the Sparry aka Prince Harry. Much like Fergie & Andrew: The Meghans are two (2) intellectually below average individuals who married in haste. Both their academic & professional work histories indicate that these two (2) immature adults, lack even the basic skills necessary to function in society without the help of a PR "machine" whose job is to clean up their messes and repeatedly rebrand them into more acceptable members of polite society. It's past time for Valentine Low and other UK journalists to admit that they never really knew Sparry. All their Diana goodwill should now be invested into the future of the BRF (the family of Prince William)

No amount of hoping for the best or "covering up" for Sparry's misdeeds can transform the moral rot in his character. They bought and sold the PR image manufactured by the palace. It was the paparazzi & other "undesirables" who had the misfortune of observing the REAL Sparry. They watched him mistreat drivers, security, staffers, etc long BEFORE he was seduced by MEgain.

V Low believes Sparry flew a helicopter! 😳 Come on! Too many REAL service members have spoken out about Sparry's military character and performance and there's nothing good about it.

Sparry, like his wife is also a liar and a bully. He's not intellectually bright, he never was... He even bullied his grandparents before the "spectacle," he bullied Meghan's father...we heard reports about seeking a left wing wife and his interest in living in the US----all before MEgain.

Low also thinks Sparry loves his children. Has Valentine Low ever seen the invisibles? No. He's transferred a PR image to a couple of never before seen kids and their so called father. A so-called "father" who is willing to destroy his brother's children (and the innocent children of other couples) through the spread of destructive lies, has zero interest in the REAL wellbeing of anyone's kids, least of all his own.

As for the Wife: her ability to earn a college degree as an American teenager/young adult without even the offer of an ACADEMIC scholarship means that she too is mediocre and overrated. Her university commencement program states that she was a candidate for a degree in "communications" NOT some whip smart area of study like biochemistry or engineering! 🤦‍♂️

As a university student, thanks to her dad's brother (mike), she spent a measly six (6) weeks in Argentina on an exchange program (paid by her father) until she failed an exam that would have allowed her to apply for (real) jobs in the States. An intellectual or any hard worker would have studied until she passed the test. Not Rachel Meghan Markle. If no one was willing to make an exception for her low marks, then she would whore her way up a series of ladders until she found someone dumb enough to give her a platform.

No, this is NOT a "smart" couple. This couple is a cautionary tale about how Water seeks it's own level: Sparry's mother and teachers did him a disservice, just as MEgain's father did her a disservice: SPARE the rod & SPOIL the child

Kinsey believes that MEgain is "smart" because she achieved a Duchess title. (What does this tell us about Kinsey's IQ. 🤦‍♂️😳)

MEgain became a "Duchess" because she was a professional "seductress" employeed by Markus Anderson & Soho House. Everything this couple achieves is smoke & mirrors based on TRANSACTIONAL relationships where they bully & harass anyone standing in their way.

They don't even possess good work ethics, let alone above average IQs. Please call a spade a spade (or in this case a spare a spare) and stop gaslighting the public about what Sparry could have done had he not been involved with the wife.

We watched the wife verbally abuse KP staffers over bereavement flowers and feckless Sparry stood by in AGREEMENT. Wicked queen Jezebel 2.0 and traitorous king ahab 2.0. Let them go!

[roundestrow1et]

redrew that fucking image its midnight idont know why i did this

[altermentality]

The evolution of their relationship

[wwprice1]

New DC Absolute Power covers for August!