#fault lines comic

[faultlinescomic]

FAULT LINES - PART 4, PAGE 14

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[chaos-potat]

You chose friendship reassurance

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[undefeatablesin]

Have this wip panel from page 9 of Altar because I just love Arianna to pieces and can't control my urge to talk about her all the time lol ✨️

[astro-b-o-y-d]

Thought more on it and I've decided that anything in the Lost Legends can either be consider canon or an exaggeration of the events due to Shmebulock wanting to make the story more exciting, depending on my mood at the time.

[unnamed-atlas]

"Oh I shouldn't start any new big art projects, since I'm gonna loose my adobe subscription when the school shuts down my email. Which could be basically any time now since I graduate tomorrow. "

"Hm. Anyways-"

[oveliagirlhaditright]

*takes a deep breath* Casey Gilly's writing in the Boomverse bothers me so much.

And there's a lot I could get into with that. But mainly it's her obvious obsession with S*pike via the comics she's written so far. And how I feel she Draco in Leather Pants him a lot?

[kakusu-shipping]

Falling in love with Bears when it’s the hardest semi-anthro to draw is my curse.

[perenlop]

manifesting that sage isn’t gonna be as disappointing as infinite

[allbeendonebefore]

distracts self from major interpersonal drama that has been tainting the vibes at work by writing my little emails and debating whether emojis go before or after punctuation

[unironicallyroyal]

The most hilarious, yet reoccurring mistake, anyone has ever made about me is assuming my love of reading means I find it very easy to study

[percylinnillustration]

Everyone, meet the Cho family! Mayor Elaine moved to this town in her early twenties soon after Angela was born with her husband Don. Hearston was already starting to fall into disrepair as the mines were getting stripped down. She couldn’t afford at the time to live anywhere more flashy, so she set to work making her new home the best it could be. She set protections in place that prevented the mines from being stripped quite so quickly and ensured that the money they produced would be put to use bettering the town so that it could outlast the mines themselves. She ensured the mines wouldn’t contaminate the town’s water and got the profits to start funding local business. She wasn’t exactly popular with the miners for it, a lot of them were really angry about their pay cuts and moved on to greener pastures. The town survived though. The local businesses are able to take care of everyone in town, though it’s not the most exciting place to live. To be honest, the town could use a new source of income.

Oh my gosh, let’s stop talking about the town though, let’s talk about the Chos! Elaine’s daughter Angela runs the Cho Garden Center and has two wonderful children, Julie and Brenton. Their aunt Tiffany runs Radical Records where Julie spends a lot time hanging out with her friend Kyle. Tiffany is teaching Julie to play guitar, and Julie is determined to join a band one day. Brenton on the other hand is determined to become a world soccer star. He’s the best player in town, and there really is some competition! It would be great if the town could get enough players to have a real team to compete. Theo wishes he were a better option, but he’s more of a basketball player.

[faultlinescomic]

FAULT LINES - PART 4, PAGE 13

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[kooqitas]

— playing in the park lot ★ with: jjk!

#pairings: bf!jungkook X reader #synopsis: after getting a little too angry at a random guy wanting his girlfriend, jungkook decides to give him a present. #tags: pwp, angry sex, public sex, no condom, spit kink, both drunk. #notes: JUST STREAM HOPE ON THE STREET! #wc: 1,4k blog em português X twitter

"no, don't even start, jungkook!" you muttered as soon as you saw your boyfriend staring at the guy on the other side, bringing the beer bottle to his mouth and swallowing the liquid in visible hatred.

"i'm not starting anything! the guy over there has no respect and is eating you with his eyes," muttered, still staring at the man.

"half the party is also staring at you and eating you up with their eyes, and that's not why i'm freaking."

"of course not, you like this shit!" he said loudly, pulling your waist against his.

don't take this the wrong way, jungkook was the perfect boyfriend, he cared for you too much, he'd face a bullet for you or whatever, he just fucking loved you and wanted to protect you from everything and everyone.

but sometimes he went overboard, and that was one of the times.

god, jungkook was completely irritated just because a guy looked at you from afar, and yes, you knew it wasn't an innocent look, but you just ignored it.

"do i like that shit?" you asked offended. "jungkook, if I wanted to fuck with another guy, i would have done it a long time ago." you rolled your eyes, continuing to roll around to the music that was playing. "relax, baby, hm? you know i'm just yours, don't you?"

you stood on your tiptoes, trying to give your annoyed boyfriend a kiss, but it didn't do much good, jungkook was actually angry about the situation, god, how could anyone be so stupid?

for the next few seconds, your boyfriend finally calmed down a bit, continuing to dance with you. that was one of the things you liked most about jungkook, he wasn't the kind of guy who held your waist and expected you to roll around on him all night, he just drove you crazy with him. pressing his hips against yours, rubbing his cock in your body, dancing with jungkook was begging to get wet in his arms, and you liked it that.

due to the large amount of alcohol you had consumed, the need to go to the bathroom became apparent, so you left, heading for the bathroom and leaving jungkook on the dance floor.

you waited a few minutes, the waiting line was infinitely long and peeing yourself silly was always an event.

a comical event, by the way.

but as soon as you'd finished, washed your hands and touched up your lipstick in the mirror, you left the bathroom, looking for your boyfriend on the dance floor.

or at least trying to, since a large hand grabbed your waist.

and you knew that hand wasn't your boyfriend.

"hey, kitten, decided to give your boyfriend a break, have you?"

"don't touch m-"

you didn't even get to finish, because the next second jungkook was punching the face of the guy who tried to kiss you.

and that's the story of how you and jungkook got kicked out of the club.

shit.

"there's no point in getting angry, jungkook! i didn't do anything."

silence.

"fuck, aren't you going to say anything?"

his boyfriend didn't answer, keeping silent all the way to the parking lot where the car was.

and that's where you got angry. fuck, it could have been anyone's fault but yours, you'd done absolutely nothing.

"jungkook, it's not my fault you're a lunatic who doesn't know how to socialize in public, stop acting like i did something." you pulled him by his arm, spitting the words in his face.

"you knew he was dying to fuck you."

"and what the hell do i have to do with it? literally the only person who fucks me in this world is you, shit! if i wanted to give it to another guy i would have given it to him ages ago, now, if you're going to get angry about something that didn't even happen, maybe i should go back inside and fuck with him!" you shouted.

you didn't even see how it happened, but the next minute jungkook's body was pressing you down on the hood of the car, his wet tongue making a mess of your mouth and his hard cock rubbing against you as he pulled your skirt up roughly.

"jung-jungkook, the cameras." you tried to say, the words being swallowed by the mouth on yours.

"now you care if anyone can see you?" he laughed. "you don't want to fuck, sweetheart? you're going to fuck me right here, right now!"

it would be a lie to say that it didn't turn you on, unfortunately that was a truth you were forced to deal with, jungkook's jealousy made you horny, very horny, and the insanities he committed after a crisis gave you the best orgasms ever seen in the history of the face of the earth.

in the process of lifting your skirt, he ended up breaking the zipper, and too irritated, he just ripped the strap of your thin blouse, exposing your breasts there as he leaned over the hood and started sucking on your nipples.

his nimble hand went to your wet hole, rubbing his middle finger over the lace panties you were wearing. yes, it was a fact that you intended to end the night with jungkook's cock inside you.

you just didn't count on the element of surprise that it would happen to him in the parking lot of the club.

"that dirty little cunt got wet seeing me jealous, didn't it? go ahead, whore, you love it when other guys get desperate to cum in you and i get angry."

without any warning he penetrated your middle and ring fingers, quickly establishing a punishing rhythm while biting and sucking on your nipples.

you moaned something disconnected, your boyfriend looked so handsome with rage and that made you even hornier.

a third finger was added and with your loud scream jungkook took the opportunity to spit in your mouth, slapping you across the face immediately afterwards.

it was pathetic how he put you over the edge in such a short time, and it was only a matter of seconds before you screamed that you were going to come on his fingers.

but he wouldn't let you.

jungkook flipped you onto your back in an aggressive way, the cold metal of the car in contact with the nipples of your breasts was enough to make you cum, but everything got even better when jungkook put his thick cock in your cunt, slamming it hard against you while bending your body even more on the hood of the car.

"my cockslut, you're such a beautiful little whore for me, baby. let me fuck your hot little hole right here where everyone can see you."

and you contracted hearing those words.

"you like it, don't you? desperate for your man to fill your pussy with my cum, you'll take anything i want, right?"

the heavy hand slapping against your ass, leaving red marks, while you drooled on the hood of the car because you couldn't even close your mouth.

"i'd like to take you back inside and spurt in your pussy in front of everyone. you'd love it, wouldn't you? everyone seeing that you're so desperate for cock that you'll accept me fucking you anywhere."

"j-jungkook!" you moaned, and your boyfriend understood what that moan was all about.

jungkook moved his middle finger to your clitoris, making relaxed movements while he thrust into you, calling you a whore, a slut, a bitch. you could only moan.

and when he pressed your face even harder against the side of the car, you came, so hard that Jungkook came right after, filling your hole with his warm liquid.

"good, baby, you were so good! so perfect for me…"

you smiled, feeling good about your recent orgasm.

"shhh, hold on, don't get up yet!" jungkook took his cell phone out of his pocket, squatting down to record a short video of you lying on the hood of the car and leaking his cum. "so beautiful, so fucking mine, i love you so much, princess."

jungkook kissed your back, and as you lifted your head you saw that he was staring at a specific point in the parking lot.

the guy who hit on you was watching everything from the other side.

your boyfriend laughed before helping you into your clothes, or at least what was left of them…

he blew a lazy kiss to the man who was staring at everything and opened the car door.

"you're bad, jungkook!" you laughed.

"me? fuck, princess, you're the one who agreed to give it to me this cunt in the middle of the parking lot."

[bagofshinyrocks]

A Little Bump on the Head

Prompt: As your and Simon’s little man is exploring the living room, he bumps his head. Simon is almost more upset than the baby is. [Requested by anonymous]

Featuring: Simon "Ghost" Riley x GN!Reader

Word Count: 0.6k

Warnings: none

You were so relieved when the little man started to entertain himself.

Watching birds and dogs outside, building blocks, sorting colorful balls and toys, climbing through a series of tunnels made by his daddy from recycling.

Simon was home as much as possible, deployments never being more than a week, and demanding desk-duty or training on base. But it was still hard to run a two-adult one-infant household with both of you only getting a few hours of home-making between you. 

And sometimes, both of you needed some sleep. Sometimes he had a late night at work. Sometimes baby decided to scream at 4 AM and scare both of you so horribly that you couldn’t fall back asleep even after the baby was all snork mi mi mi.

You were re-reading some comics on the couch, encouraging the little man as he scribbled on his coloring pages or crawled to follow the robot vacuum. Once Simon finished loading the dishwasher, he came in and flopped on top of you.

“Ohhhh, what a comfortable pillow.”

“Heavy,” you grunted, freeing your arms and wrapping them around your husband.

“You callin’ me fat?”

“Just a smidgen. In a sexy way.”

Your baby suddenly sat up and vocalized. A happy smile when his dad waved. With a great heave, he pulled himself up on the chair and started making his way over to you.

Eager coos and cheers from both of you, as he waddled from the chair to the coffee table.

A hiccup! An obstacle! Your son falls on his bum. But he perseveres and pulls himself back up again.

But he misjudges and bonks his head on the underside of the coffee table instead. He falls back on his rear. And his sweet face crumbled and flushed as he started to cry.

Both of you jerked forward, reaching for him and starting to comfort him. Simon rolled off you  and onto the floor and scooped the boy up in his arms.

“Oh, bubba,” he hushed, cradling the lightly bumped head into his chest, “it’s alright. You’re alright.”

You wrapped around your husband and gently rubbed your son’s back. He stopped fussing fairly quickly, just sniffling and holding on tight to his daddy.

The top of your boy’s head had only a slight bump on it; nothing you needed to worry about. A light reddened line where he hit the corner, and not even that raised of an egg. He had done this a couple times before.

You looked to Simon to reassure him that the boy was okay and almost started tearing up yourself. The baby was quietly leaning into his daddy’s chest, and your husband was the one fighting back tears.

“Baby,” you coo, cupping Simon’s face in your hands and kissing his cheek. Then kissing your son’s before he could get jealous. “Baby, he’s fine. Just a little bump. He’s had worse.”

Simon nodded, not trusting his voice, and kissed the top of the baby’s head.

A few minutes later, the boy was crawling through his cardboard maze. Moisturized. Flourishing. Living his best life. And now you had your husband in your arms.

“He’s alright.”

“I know but he bumped his head while coming to see me-”

“Shush. Not your fault.” You leaned him back and pinched his nose.

“He’s just learning his gross motor skills. It happens.”

Simon rubbed his nose. “They’re not gross.”

You almost laughed in his face, but didn’t, you were a good spouse. He was still upset. “As in gross motor skills versus fine motor skills.”

“... Oh.”

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Posted: 2023 December 25

[candyskiez]

You know a thing about mp100 that makes me ridiculously emotional. The fact that Serizawa is treated so goddamn kindly by the story. As far as I can remember, there's never a joke made at his expense about how he didn't go outside for so long, or the fact that he's just starting school back up again, or anything even remotely along those lines. There's some comedy on the side of him having no clue how to socialize, but it's never mean spirited at him. Adults in manipulative relationships aren't given much sympathy a lot of the time, and an adult who hadn't finished school getting kindness from the story is just unheard of but. Serizawa is treated so kindly. He goes back to school and it's not haha funny, it's "damn! Good for him!" Him being a shut in for so many years is treated as "wow, he was going through it." It's not him being stupid for being manipulated and he's allowed to come back from it. He's allowed to be happy. He's not the haha funny comic relief. He's just a dude who fucked up. They let him be happy.

Also! Him stopping going to school is treated kindly as well! It's him having a horrific time due to being an esper, it's not him being stupid, it's treated as "he desperately needed help and nobody knew how to give it to him", he's never faulted for it. The narrative is so fucking kind to its characters and it's just...so nice to see. I love Seri so much guys you have no idea.

[satoshy12]

Flashpoint Baby Danny.

It had been all the Flash's fault—the trigger that disrupted the time stream as he created the Flashpoint.

And it had been Danny's luck that he existed outside of the time line that did this to him. True, the new powers were cool, but man, he wasn't happy about it. So he tried to find out who it was that was the fault for this and punch them!! It hurt his head to have many different kinds of memories in his head and to be forced to change his body again! He is tiny could't attack as he was kidnapped by a Speedster person.

That Danny asked Clockwork to fix it, and what does Clockwork do? He gives him a riddle and throws him into the ocean. Learn about you, 2 Father (Jack's counterpart), he says. It would be fun, he says! Well, time to find people. But man, being a fish person is fun! CW was right! Till he fixes the time line he could have fun after all! It didn't take long for Atleaneans to find the toddler Atantean so far away from Atalantis, as they brought him back with them. There, it was found in the hospital that he is directly related to the royal family. So either the parents are: Flashpoint Wonder Woman + Flaspoint Aquaman Or Flashpoint Orm Marius and Flashpoint Penthesilea (they are together in the comic) + So or so, i say Black Manta is dead if he tried touch danny. Moms would do it, Orm would do it anyways) +

For the Flashpoint timeline, if it exists,

Well, they want the baby back that was kidnapped by the outside world. So not Amazon vs. Atantean War, but Amazon and Atantean vs. Outside War if the baby isn't returned.