#welcome to feral

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Weekly Preview! It's another potluck week!

Weekly Preview! It's another potluck week! See what's coming to GPTV! #comics #comicbooks #manga #graphicnovel

There are a lot of comics coming out every week to be covered. Check out some of what we’ll be reviewing and this is only the beginning! This week’s reviews include: Graphic Public Health: A Comics Anthology (Graphic Mundi) The Return of Mark Hamill (Jack in the Box) Shy Vol. 1 (Yen Press) Welcome to Feral: Little Town. Big Scares! (Holiday House) Not shown: The Beginning After the End…

[kingsbridgelibraryteens]

Middle School Monday: Welcome to Feral: Little Town, Big Scares! by Mark Fearing 

This book opens as Freya the narrator greets us from a storm cellar, the only part of a house that was left after a tornado destroyed the rest of it. Freya is studying the strange things that happen in the town of Feral, and shares stories about things that should be ordinary, like a playground slide, an ice cream truck, and a wilderness adventure trip. But all of these objects and events reveal themselves to be strange and dangerous by the end of each story! 

Welcome to Feral has a great “X-Files for kids” kind of appeal, and it will keep readers hooked with each weird story. The eye-catching and colorful artwork manages to be cute and creepy at the same time, which is just the thing for kids who’d like a good scare. This is the first book in the Frights From Feral series, so readers who enjoy this book can jump right into the next volume (Last Exit to Feral) when it comes out in September. 

Give this book to older kids and younger teens who enjoy quick stories that are smart, funny, and filled with chills! 

[sentient-forest]

#cecilsweep and Welcome to Night Vale trending #1 in 2023

[infinite-orangepeel]

joe keery making everyone foam at the mouth by simply pushing the hair out of his face (the power he has over me…IM WEAK)

gif credits to: @pixiekeery (gif 2), @wrestless-waves (gif 3), @stevexharringtonx (gif 7 and 9), @eddielove (gif 6), @gothsugarwhore (gif 1), @charlie-hunnam (gif 5)

[medusas-graveyard]

Questionable morals!Danny

When can I see Danny just straight off killing GIW agents?

I want to read a story where Danny's moral compass is non-existent, where after getting adopted by Bruce Wayne instead of healing, he processed his trauma to something else.

It turned into nonchalance.

Indifference.

Where even after he successfully managed to live a normal life where he finally received a loving family, the GIW were still in an active hunt for him. He let his guard down, and it resulted in him getting captured.

Yet after all of this, the Bat and Birds were met with a massacre of men in white. They watch behind a pillar as Danny straight off ripped one of their heart out and throw away the man's body, leaving the still beating heart in the teenager's hand while the teenager in question was drenched in blood that didn't belong to him.

".…."

"...What time is it...?"

They heard the teenager mumbled to himself, his voice empty and hallow. The was beating heart on his hand stops beating and he looks at it for a moment, soon whistling to no one in particular.

A glowing dog shows up out of nowhere.

He drops the heart.

The dog starts to chew on it.

Danny looks down indifferently.

"...this is so tiring."

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Finally Getting Help (prt 8)

Masterpost

The next day was less chaotic but not by much. They had to go through everything they’d taken from the Fenton’s lab, and reluctantly accepted Danny and Jazz’s help with the task because they were familiar with the tech. That was surprisingly needed since all of their gadgets were extremely obtuse and looked like household appliances. It was honestly surprising how good Danny was with all of this stuff, he knew what everything was, how to take it apart and how to put it back together to show the heroes how it worked. 

“They don’t all work for humans. Some have to be fueled with ectoplasm so they need to be constantly refueled. Dad used to wear a backpack full of the stuff ghost busters style but that’s really not practical so this one isn’t very useful to you. I can use it though,” Danny said as he screwed the last part back on the.. Whatever it was. 

“Okay, but why does it look like a blender?” Tim asked, baffled and impressed.

“Oh that’s because that’s what it was built out of,” Danny said with a crooked smile. “We repurposed a lot of household items into tech. Give me a couple toasters and a microwave and I’ll have three specter deflectors ready for you before dinner time.” He said as he pressed his hand against one of the gins and it started glowing intently green.

“Here don’t drop it,” He said tossing it to Batman, who did manage to catch it. “I fueled it with three shots, just in case Vlad shows up or another ghosts threatens you. And actually even with your charms I would feel a lot better if you all had specter deflectors since you’re all involved with me now,” He sighed and rubbed his face. 

“Well… we can get you toasters and a microwave but we can also get you more advanced parts if those will work better,” Bruce told Danny, gingerly holding the odd gun away from himself. It wasn’t a traditional gun so it wasn’t upsetting but he still didn’t like it. 

Danny looked very tempted but he shook his head. “No I’d better do it with what I know, I can get it done faster that way and they work. I’d love to play with some of those more advanced parts though. I’m sure I can come with some fun stuff.” 

Uh oh, Bruce didn’t like that look on Tim’s face, the last thing he needed was more encouragement! But Danny was the child of mad scientists, he would get along perfectly with Tim, Bruce was going to have to keep a close eye on them to make sure they didn’t accidentally make a death ray. 

“You can join me in my lab later,” Tim offered hopefully and Danny glanced up at him with a borderline feral grin. 

“That sounds great, I’m sure you have much better lab safety than my parents. Love engineering, would hate to die a second time.” He said it like a joke, just the way Jason tended to. Jazz laughed, but only to encourage her brother’s coping method, no one else did. 

“Alright, we’ll go to the nearest home appliance store and get you some toasters and microwaves,” Bruce said. 

“Hell ya, I should have been adopted by a rich family years ago,” Danny cackled. Oh dear, he’d been so traumatized yesterday Bruce hadn’t realized he was Feral. Why did this keep happening.

He informed Alfred of Danny’s request and by the time they finished going over the more confusing inventions and left for lunch the appliances were waiting for Danny in the lab that he and Tim would apparently now be sharing. Danny immediately dove on the machinery starting to take them apart with practiced hands. He seemed calm and in his element but Tim stayed to supervise, both just in case something went wrong, and because it was His lab and they hadn’t talked about rules of cohabitation yet.

Bruce left them to it. Alfred had informed him that Jason had arrived and headed straight to the kitchen without saying hello to anyone else. It wasn’t a surprise, he was closest to Alfred, he’s want to help with making dinner, and get the basic scoop from his most trusted family member before having to face anyone else. Bruce knew better than to intrude on that, but God did he want to. 

Regardless of what his children thought Bruce cared deeply for all of them, and he hated that sometimes they doubted it. He wished he was better at telling and showing them, but he’d managed to convince himself it was too late for him to change so he didn’t have to face the years of mistakes and trauma he had endured and inflicted. No matter what what image he tried to project, he was still only human.

He went to his office, but he couldn’t settle to anything, he did a little bit of this, and little bit of that, and just ended up pacing the carpeted floor. He left them alone as long as he could before he gave in and went down to the kitchen.

“Sorry to interrupt, I just needed a cup of coffee,” He said as casually as he could. The looks Alfred and Jason gave him said neither of them actually believed his excuse, which was fair. “It’s good to see you Jaylad, thanks for coming.”

“Well I’m not going to miss out on a new brother am I? You gonna have this one running around in spandex too B?” He asked, raising an eyebrow, it made Bruce wince but it Was progress because he was acknowledging their familial ties. 

“I’m almost two years too late to stop him,” Bruce said regretfully. “It’s been… a lot has happened. I’m sure Alfred caught you up on most of it, but I’d like to talk to you before you meet either of the siblings.”

“Trying to make sure I won’t be a bad influence?” Jason asked and Bruce couldn’t tell if he was joking or accusing. 

“No, nothing like that,” Bruce said, holding up his hands. “I just want to talk.”

Jason hummed skeptically, scrutinizing Bruce before turning back towards Alfred. “What do you think Alfie, can you spare me?”

“I always appreciate your help master Jason, but I can manage on my own,” Alfred assured, sounding amused. 

“Alright, to your office then?” Jason asked, turning back towards Bruce. 

“Or the sitting room, whichever would be more comfortable.”

“Office,” Jason said firmly, this was the distance that he was keeping between them. They worked together now, and Jason cared for his siblings, but he kept them all at arms length. For everyone’s safety really, if they set him off he didn’t want to hurt them, and he didn’t want to be set off either. It always felt like shit. Jason followed Bruce to the office and sprawled in the soft chair across the desk from Bruce’s. He remembered being a kid, sitting properly and nervously in this chair across from Bruce hoping desperately for his approval. How times change.

“I just wanted to talk to you about the new kids” Bruce started and Jason waved him away.

“I’m really not going to corrupt them or anything, I Probably won’t be around enough to make a difference anyway.” Jason said dismissively.

Bruce took a deep breath, controlling his expression and folding his hands on the table. “That’s not it Jaylad, Alfred must have told you that the boy died and came back?” 

Jason tensed and green swirled in his vision, it was the same thing that Bruce had seen in Danny when Zatana asked about Phantom. “Ya he did.” Defensive and insecure.

“It seems like he, and his sister who was sort of a caretaker to him, know a lot more than we do about the effect that that has on a person. To help us take care of Danny she gave us a presentation about it, it… makes a lot of sense. You should probably talk to her and Danny about it really but I just wanted to apologize. 

“I’ve been trying to fix this, fix… you for a long time and I know I’ve been going about it wrong and I’ve been hurting you.”

“You got a new treatment plan in mind, old man?” Jason asked, his arms crossed and Bruce wished that mistrust wasn’t earned. 

“No,” Bruce sighed looking down. “Really Jason I don’t, I know I was wrong. This is something I just didn’t know I didn’t know about,” He hated his own ignorance, he hated to admit it! He was Batman! The way he kept up with other superheroes was always being prepared for everything and knowing more than everyone around him, but he hadn’t even known there was something there to know!

“This isn’t about that, and it’s not about you staying away from the new kids. Exactly the opposite actually, since they know more about this, and Danny might be one of the few people who really understands what it’s like to die and come back like that, I was hoping you’d spend more time here, around them. I think it might help you both.”

“Huh,” Jason sounded, blinking rapidly because that was the most sincere apology he’d gotten from Bruce and he didn’t quite know how to react to it. “Maybe… maybe.” He hadn’t met the new siblings yet after all, maybe they’d hate each other. 

“Can I meet them now?” He asked looking back up at Bruce curiously. 

“Of course, the girl's name is Jasmine Fenton, called Jazz, the boy goes by Danny. Jazz is turning 18 soon, Danny is 16.” 

Right Tim had mentioned that, so Danny was about 3 years younger than him then. That shouldn’t matter too much, and maybe Tim will be right about the sister and can tease Jason about it. He’d been single for a while and wouldn’t mind changing that.

“Of course, I think you should meet Jazz first, she’s protective of Danny and she hasn’t been very involved in all of this. I think she’d feel better being allowed to… vet you first for lack of a better word. Are you okay with that?” Bruce asked Jason politely. 

“Sure, I don’t really care what order I meet them in and… Look Bruce I know I’m mad at you, and I was really hard on Timmy when everything was still raw. But I’m never going to knowingly hurt a kid, or make life harder for them. If I can help them I will,” Jason said sincerely. 

“Jason, the girl is less than a year younger than you. You’re a kid too,” Bruce said sadly. Jason froze for a moment, Yes he was 19, his mind wasn’t fully developed yet or whatever the hell, but he hadn’t felt like a kid since his death. Even before that, the responsibility for his mother, and then the work as a hero. Bruce wanted soldiers, Jason had never gotten a chance to be a kid really.

“Whatever,” Jason scoffed, shoving his hands into his pockets and standing up, closing himself off from that sincerity. “Do you know where she is?”

“She’s in the library,” Bruce said, his lips twitching up in a smile. “She loves books almost as much as you did, though she seems to be more drawn to non-fiction.” 

Jason hummed and nodded, heading towards the door since he knew his own damn way to the library, Bruce didn’t have to lead! He did follow through, he was clearly protective of these kids so of course he would want to be there when Jason met them.

When he entered the library he saw a young woman sitting at one of the tables with some sort of text book. Her back was straight and her legs tucked under the chair with her ankles crossed. It looked like she was self consciously trying to look put together. She looked up at them, blue green eyes looking him over critically, he could practically see her picking him apart in her mind and he tried not to fidget.

“Hey, it’s nice to meet you, I’m Jason Todd,” He said, walking over and offering her his hand to shake. She was very pretty, but he was surprised by his own complete lack of attraction, she just didn’t register that way, she seemed more… maternal almost.

“Ah, the dead son,” She chuckled, getting up from the table and reaching out to shake his hand, her grip was strong and her hands were soft and cool. “It’s nice to meet you, they mentioned you. Nothing bad,” She added when she saw her face. “And I don’t mean to be rude, I know some people are sensitive about their deaths being mentioned. Danny jokes about it all the time so… I just wanted to let you know that I know, and I accept you.” Jazz said with a warm smile. 

Her easy acceptance caught him off guard and before he could help it he was baring his teeth at her in a snarl, defensive and probing, did she mean it? She grinned sharper bearing sharp fangs at him in a matching sign of… friendly aggression, something inside him settled. He chuckled and took a step back. “Well thanks, nice to meet someone who doesn’t look like they bit a lemon every time I make a death joke.”

“It’s your death, as long as it’s healthy you can own that however comes naturally to you,” Jazz promised, sitting back down at the desk. “I’d love to talk more and get to know you, but we can do that later. You really should meet Danny.”

“You don’t want to come with us,” Bruce broke in, sounding worried. Jason had almost forgotten he was there, he hadn’t realized how… all encompassing the short interaction had been.

“I’ll probably follow,” Jazz said with a shrug, her gaze turning stern as she looked at Bruce. “Remember what I said about never breaking up a fight,” She told him firmly. 

Well if that didn’t make Jason nervous he didn’t know what did. Why would he fight with Danny? Would Danny fight with him? Why? “You really think it’s a good idea for us to meet? Why would we fight?” Jason asked her sharply.

“Of course,” she agreed, her eyes softening as she looked back at him, though her expression remained a little mischievous. “It’ll be good for both of you.”

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[sunlaire]

"And I think something in that final shot that-- certainly we couldn't have planned-- that tips things in a warmer direction was the child that plays that boy in the shot, who's meant to be sleeping against crozier as he's waiting at the seal hole, really fell asleep. And because he was wrapped up in fur and you know jared's a very welcoming person and he fell asleep in the middle of that shot."

Dave Kajganich talking about the final scene of The Terror

[jasonsbruce]

[andy-clutterbuck]

4x16 | A - requested by Anonymous

[sleepyzuku]

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Welcome to Feral: Little Town. Big Scares! is a lot of fun for all ages

Welcome to Feral: Little Town. Big Scares! is a lot of fun for all ages #comics #comicbooks #graphicnovel #kidslit

Feral has everything a small town should have: Main Street, City Hall, a population just over sixteen thousand . . .But Feral also has secrets. Mysteries. Unexplained disappearances. Story: Mark FearingArt: Mark Fearing Get your copy now! To find a comic shop near you, visit http://www.comicshoplocator.com or call 1-888-comicbook or digitally and online with the links…

[sketchy-tour]

BOO

SKETCHY!!!??!?!

HELLO!?!?!?!?!?!??!!??!?!!?

THIS IS!?!?!?!?!? GORGEOUS!?!?!? WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE TO DESERVE SUCH LOVELY ART!!!!!

IM SOBBING AND SLAMMING MY HANDS ON THE FUCKING TABLE I CANNOT EVEN BEGIN TO FORM WORDS TO DESCRIBE THE SHOT OF PURE DOPAMINE THAT JUST ROCKETED INTO MY BRAIN!!!!!!!! SKETCHY!!!!!!!! SKETCHY WHEN

WHEN

I

GET

YOU!!!!!!!!!

WHEN I FUCKIN GET YOUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[guardian-angle22]

Tarlos Wedding Celebration Event [Week 14] -> favorite kiss(es)-> 1.02

[sailing-through-hawkins]

✧ written for 'suck' ✧ word count: 480 ✧ rated: T ✧ cw: mentions of blood drinking but not from people ✧ tags: kas!eddie, feral behaviour ✧ @steddiemicrofic ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

"You really suck, you know that?"

Eddie just snorts from his perch on the make-shift dining table, the spilled blood already dripping onto the floor, and Steve is too exhausted to argue against the undead-kinda-Eddie thing that's he's been rooming with for almost a week now.

With a sigh, he settles into the couch and turns the TV on, just to have some kind of distraction from the slurping and trilling going on to his right.

Hiding a feral Eddie Munson in his house is surprisingly easier than he expected, even if it means watching him drink blood like it's a slushie.

It probably helped that Dustin wouldn't stop smiling once they found Eddie back in the Upside-Down, even when Steve had to hold the asshole back from clawing at Dustin's face.

It took a lot of struggling and an extra mean "Are you seriously going to kill Henderson?! After all the shit you gave him dying like that?!" to get Eddie to stop snarling and start sniffing at Steve, before trotting over to sniff at Dustin. The happy noises he made as he shoved his head into Dustin's side were innocent enough that even Nancy stood down.

After that it was kinda easy to get him back home to figure out what the hell to do.

Honestly it was super easy to get him home too, just a little hand holding here and some head pats there.

The only issue is -

"Hey, hey, hey -"

The way he keeps crawling into Steve's space.

Like right now, he's decided he needs a nap on the couch while Steve's still on it.

"Eddie!" he snaps but Eddie just keeps burrowing himself into Steve's side, turning and squirming until he's curled up, his head awkwardly pressed against Steve's chest, shoulder digging into his stomach, legs bent and feet flat on the couch. "Seriously?"

Eddie just rubs his head into Steve's chest, sighing happily when he starts to pet his head because fuck this guy but also damn if he doesn't just want affection.

That's the worst part really, how often he asks for affection.

It started off slow, little nudges to Steve's arm, questioning chirps, some shy pokes.

Now?

Zero hesitation to just fucking catapult himself at Steve.

...He does get cold pretty easily so it makes sense.

"What're we gonna do with you?" Steve sighs as he scratches behind Eddie's ear, smiling when he hears a huff and Eddie just tucks his head in closer. "No suggestions, huh?"

Eddie looks up at that, staring at Steve from his chest, eyes wide and black and inhuman and somehow still all Eddie.

He leans up closer to Steve's face until their noses touch, the black claws of his fingers curling around Steve's shoulder.

"Keep. Sweet."

Steve blinks.

"Stay sweet. Keep safe."

"Oh," Steve breathes out as Eddie nuzzles back into his chest. "Oh, okay."

[kawaiialeisha]

How feral are you over reboot wally

Beyond incredibly.

✨ Reboot AU belongs to: @bloodrediscream !!

(I SEE YOU PEOPLE IN MY INBOX HARASSING ME FOR THIS DRAWING TO BE SHOWN /HJ)

(ITS CROPPED THOUGH SO HAHAHAHAA)

[fadedrainbowbookshelves]

"I don't know how someone who dislikes insects as much as you gets stung so often- have you seen Poppy for this?"