#this has been in queue for a WEEK

[steve-brules-rules]

HELP???

[sadquickchristmassnowman]

“I can tell TV from real life, Jeff. TV has structure, logic, rules, and likeable leading men. In real life, we have this. We have you” is still one of the most METAL fucking lines in the entire series like??? abed just gagged him like that??? in front of EVERYONE??? insane. I’m still not over it. goddamn

[arsenicflame]

Bonus round! Do you use a queue tag?

[skullz4supper]

"damn, i could get addicted to this~"

thank you for 300 followers guyssssssssss

[scary-monsters]

i hc that modern au diego considers brit rock to be the golden standard and he rarely listens to american rock but he’ll make an exception for the strokes

[snivycat-art]

opposites attract ❤️🖤

[tsuyu-chan-kun]

[raineandsky]

#138

The hero makes a haphazard swipe, and the villain sighs as they leap out of reach.

“This doesn’t feel right,” they comment idly.

The hero doesn’t care too much how the villain feels. They go for another strike and the villain blocks it without thinking, like their mind is elsewhere.

“Does it?” the villain adds after a moment.

So this isn’t one of the villain’s one-sided monologues. The hero scowls, more so than they already are. “It’s never been right.”

“Right! It just isn’t—”

“Because I’m always having to take you on when you should’ve been in prison years ago.”

“Okay, we’re on two different trains of thought.” The villain leaps aside as the hero’s kick meets nothing. “[Hero], it doesn’t feel right. It seems… I don’t know. You hate me with your fists.”

“Most people like us hate with violence. What’s your point?”

“It doesn’t feel I hate you in the way you want me to.”

That gives the hero pause. Their fist hangs in the air, like the confusion has frozen it in place. “What the hell is that meant to mean?”

“You’re so angry when you hate me.” The villain shrugs, their gaze turned away like they’re awkward or something. The hero’s never seen anything like it. “I’m just… nervous. I’d rather shoot you from afar with my death ray. I don’t like fighting.”

“You’re always fighting.”

“Because I don’t have a choice, [Hero]. You never give me any other option.”

The hero can only blankly stare at them as they shake their head at nothing in particular. “I don’t think we’re hating each other the way the other wants us to,” the villain says after a long moment.

“I don’t know what to suggest.” The hero’s suspended punch lowers. “What are you trying to say?”

The villain sighs again—deeper, more tired. “You’d tell me if something was wrong, wouldn’t you?”

“… Sure,” the hero manages after a baffled moment. They’re not entirely sure what else to say.

The villain nods once, the motion curt. “Okay. Good.”

“Good.” The hero shuffles on their feet awkwardly. “Can we get back to it now?”

“Oh.” The villain glances about like they’re searching for an escape, and it takes the hero a moment to realise that their nemesis’s car is sat not that far away, escape ready. “I’m not really really feeling it anymore.”

“Oh,” the hero echoes.

The villain turns on their heel. The hero doesn’t stop them as they slowly make their way to their car, the black paint merging slightly into the darkness of the night. “We’ll figure this out, [Hero],” the villain says sombrely as they pull the door open, “together.”

The hero watches dumbly as the car turns on with a dull roar, the headlights blinding them as it swings out with a screech and disappears into the city beyond.

The hero stands there for a moment, just listening to the hum of the city, punctuated every now and then by the crackle of the villain’s fading car. Their mind is blank, thrown by the turn of events.

What just happened?

[monstersinthecosmos]

i kinda disappeared because i had surgery and then i helped a friend move and had a fun fandom visit and went to a concert and an art festival and also hyperfixated on hbo tlou for a bit and it's just been so so busy but IM DETERMINED TO RETURN TO FIC WRITING TONIGHT wish me luck, ive been mainlining jason isaacs content and i think it has helped me unstick myself from where i got super confused and stuck on my current marius wip sadhjkgladsg pray 4 me

[dovalore]

sharing literature

first panel: (left and right evbo designs by @cowboyskeletons)

second panel: rightmost evbo by conn1e_ on twt, every other (except the one holding book) by me

[fallout-lou-begas]

the purpose of posting is to find a wife. once you find a wife you can log off

[olibheare]

Some of my buddies' characters I used for warmups over the past few months @/princelapin, @/donotwander, @/kailysander, @/aranyaksha

[puns-and-musicals]

I headcanon that Ford’s eyesight is really quite abysmal which makes getting his hair cut a huge problem. On top of being an inconvenience and a waste of his precious time, he’s giving complete control over to a stranger for the entire duration, Long story short, Stan got pretty good at cutting hair, before he was kicked out.

When Mabel finds out she insists he cuts her hair, and when he gives in he does surprisingly well, topping it off with a headband of her choice, of course.

Dipper absolutely refuses to let Stan anywhere near him with a set of scissors, which is fair enough all things considered.

During his time through the portal, Ford cuts his own hair when it gets too unruly but never quite gets the hang of it. He spends 30 years on the run in dimensions of varying levels of hostility where the idea of letting someone hold a blade to his head is foolish at best.

When they leave on the Stan-o-War II, Stan packs his clippers and a cheap pair of barber scissors. He isn’t really sure why, but it feels important, somehow.

[wyvernity]

misc art dump (mostly commission related)!! and man some of these are old

i still have one slot remaining since some of you madlads got here before the announcement... that was fun to wake up to! TY everyone as usual for the support <3

[radiohahas]

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[vechter]

the thing is... this fic started off as a love letter to the dickbats era and how we didn't really get in-depth canon examining the aftermath of what wearing the cowl did to dick + the transformation of his relationships into something different (not necessarily better or worse) BUT i'm so burnt out from life and just absolutely unable to read comics or find any joy in them which is not something i can fix by brute-forcing my writing or trying to reread timeline-relevant comics for sourcing/referencing without getting any enjoyment from any of it. and this is not rlly a post about anything in particular i guess except... well, it sucks