Clark tries and fails to get Bruce on the same page as to the kind of professional relationship they really ought to be having
(Post-War World, a continuation of a series of DCAU comics I started back in... 2017? This has been sitting unfinished on my computer for like 2 years and suddenly it Became Time. Darkseid willing and the water don't rise, there'll be more.)
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We made a The Man from U.N.C.L.E. (TV) based podcast! Listen to us discuss the first episode.
Art: Hannah - https://twitter.com/SharkskyNHutch, www.pillowfort.io/MitochondriArt
Hosts: Eartha - https://theniftycat.tumblr.com
Hannah - https://twitter.com/SharkskyNHutch, www.pillowfort.io/MitochondriArt
Logan - https://proun242.tumblr.com
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Repost of Dunmeshi fanart from TWENTY SEVENTEEN that I think is finally ready to find its audience
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A very quick doodle of beautiful cross-eyed Illya and his beverage
He just looks so exhausted
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And Illya seemed so civilized
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Illya Kurynyakin and Nyapoleon Solo
Bonus with ears:
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@yearoftheotpevent April/Month 4: Prompt - Peace
"I don’t sleep, I just dream.”
Marty could tell, now, when Rust was actually sleeping. His features softened. His breathing evened out, and the half-formed words and nervous utterances dropped away from his lips. Not every night-- some nights Rust’s brow still furrowed and his mouth twitched off to the side, silently talking through horrors behind his eyes. Some nights he kicked Marty so hard in the shins and out of his own dreams that Marty wondered if he’d have been better off staying single, or at least buying a bigger fucking bed. Maggie had never fucking left bruises on his ribs with her fucking elbows, but then again, Maggie wasn’t Rust Cohle.
Who fucking was.
But when Rust was still-- at some kind of peace, maybe for the first time in his goddamn life-- sometimes Marty found himself awake anyway. Just watching. His own breathing slowing in time to Rust’s, the blue-grey light reflecting off the highway outside and onto Rust’s cheekbones.
Sissy-ass pansy-ass behavior, to be sure, watching another man sleep. Gayer somehow than the actual sex.
Whatever.
It brought him peace, too.
Rust’s heartbeat, slow. Hair falling in brown-and-silver tangles over his forehead.
Hard not to believe looking at him like that, that maybe, just maybe, there really was some grace and forgiveness to be found in the steady turning of the earth.
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I think this might've been the second or third thing I ever drew for MFU. Just pals being friends. You know how it is.
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"Miami Vice, in the milieu of official and incredibly homoerotic art from ostensibly heterosexual early 2000's anime, a la Getbackers' Atsuko Nakajima, as a response to a Tumblr Conversation" - AKA, hee hee hoo hoo boys on ground
This is the fault of @galen-the-technomage and this post, for the record:
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A happy National Alligator Day from my favorite ABFFs (alligator best friends forever), Sonny and Elvis
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A day late and a dollar short for Vice Day, but the last request I got (from our very own Vice Day organizer, @yodeleyewho ) was for a Vice/Starsky and Hutch crossover
I think Starsky would think it's fun for about 10 minutes and then get uncomfortable in a tie, Sonny and Rico would be fine (although Rico would feel a little underdressed), and Hutch
Would simply die
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A little winter post-series Miami Vice comic - New York is not the correct habitat for a Sonny but on the other hand, anywhere there's a Rico is
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I heard a rumor that it is Piccolo Day
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