sometimes you just need a little break 😴 [ID in alt]

I was, uumm, redrawing that screenshot of Sokka in the tent but oops, my hand slipped and it turned out gay *shock*

What if boys were adopted since baby

except Damian.

(edit)

+ Cass and Duke are HERE

+ The third panel is Dick! It can be confused bt he's not Bruce! Is the oldest!

Two works I've done!!

Zuko and Aang, based on the cast photos from the live action Avatar series

inspired by recent events from my sister’s actual real life

The great and good @3cosmicfrogs illustrated this scene from the broken line that led from me to you, my story about Zuko and Sokka getting together in middle age <3

You can find the whole Zukka dilves story here

Thank you so much, Jahn! They're so beautiful and so in love 😭

Zuko’s swt visits throughout their relationship :)

if Gwen Stacy always falls for spiderman and Miles G. Morales was destined to be spiderman then that would mean another Gwen Stacy lives in dimension 42–correct?

[plant shop owner x local artist au!!] a new plant shop opened up across the street and the artist finds himself a new muse :]

i lowkey wanna make a comic abt them soon :>

My Valentine Cards

“That’d be Ori’s hand. He could write quite well and speedily.” -Gimli

or, the final words of Khazad-Dûm

😢😢😢😢😢😢😢

Is it too late for Sidlink? 

Ah, I see. Thank you for your honesty. Please, take as much as you need. There will be enough for everyone.

A change of scenery. Simple, but marvelous.

A glimpse into your future, for you brave souls! (Divination is tricky business, tread carefully my dear!)

Knowledge from the universe, eh? Perhaps this will be of interest to you.

Rest for the weary, right this way. It's a personal favourite of mine.

A home-cooked meal you say? I like how you think! A labour of love worth savoring (and sharing with friends!)

For something to pass the time, try looking here, or if that doesn't hit the spot, here.

Seeking adventure to a far-off place? I know a way to get you there.

I hope you found what you were looking for!

Okay, not to be overdramatic but this is one of those things that makes me feel so in awe and in love with people. OP spent their time making this?? And it's delightful?? And full of compassion and curiosity about strangers on a hellsite. Take what you need, take a breath, enjoy this shared moment of human experience. I did. 💜

You are a villain famous for “killing” heroes. In reality, heroes come to you to fake their deaths.

Sometimes they try to pay you.

You are posted out by the Hollywood sign tonight, sitting under the frame where the W used to be. It got burnt to a crisp during last week’s big superhero fight. A hero died right where you’re sitting. The whole area’s been closed down until Hero Force can coordinate a recovery effort. Usually it’d be done by now but no one’s willing to touch it until the ash has been completely blown away.

It’s a rule that the world must stand still when a hero dies.

“How much?”

The voice comes from behind you. The lights that illuminate the Hollywood sign are down to hide as much of the scorch marks as possible. You wouldn’t be able to see anything even if you did turn around, so you don’t.

You put some chapstick on, the glide of the balm against your wind chapped lips grounding.

“I said,” the Hero says, voice tightening, “How. Much.”

There’s the sound of gravel crunching now. They’re wearing heavy boots and the scent of fresh blood grows stronger the closer they get. Their breathing is smooth and even which means it’s not their blood.

You put the cap back on your chapstick and tuck it into your leather jacket’s inner pocket. “I don’t take money.”

“Then what do you take?” The Hero rounds the Y and comes into your line of sight. The dark hides most of their features, but you can make out a glittering gold mask and the dull shine of drying blood on their chest plate. Their breathing may be even, but their stance isn’t. They sway in place, back and forth, back and forth. Their arms wrap around their stomach. “I’ve got land. A house. You can have it.”

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