#fight me
Look i don’t read dc comics but from what I’ve learned from others…. This person is 100% correct
[Captions: Look I really love both Marvel and DC and uh I just- I really feel the need to get up on this platform that I have and say that: Damian Wayne would beat the actual fuck out of Tony Stark… And I live by that
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I’m sorry, but any Robin would turn Tony into a tin can. Like yes, Tony has a cool suit but this man doesn’t know enough self defense to stop literal ninja children.
Dick would use his agility to outmaneuver Tony and kick his ass.
Jason would use his street smarts and common sense to kick his ass.
Tim would hack into the suit so he can kick his ass.
Stephanie would use her quick wit and intellect to out sass Tony and still kick his ass.
Damian will use ever resource he has to kick his ass.
FINISHED THE FIREPLACE SCENE!!
Wow, look at a half a year’s difference between the two pages O.O I think I’ll touch up the first page to match the second, but what do you guys think?? :D
Who else here feels a redraw is in order? Just me? Alright then, it’s unanimous.
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The backup dancers are actually sweethearts and our yeba is too shy for this, but the possibility for a jealous Yong make an appearance is out there.
I love when this soft lion hugs her wheepup like this uwu
Me; I should be om tumblr more!
Also me: should I just delete my accounts and delete tumblr? Hhh…
“It’s fine, Katara,” Zuko’s words were a soft utterance against the turmoil still echoing deep in her chest.
“I just wish I could do more,” she cut him off, “Perhaps I could ask Pakku to make a quick stop to the Northern Water Tribe to get a vial of Spirit Water before he meets us here – that way at least…” Katara’s words rushed words suddenly tapered off as she lost herself to her inward musings.
Zuko wanted so badly to quell the way her eyebrows furrowed; button nose and blue eyes red from crying she’d been doing way too much of lately. The Agni Kai was over a week ago and Katara couldn’t stop beating herself up over what happened.
Zuko had died – if only for a moment in her arms. His chest now covered with yet another permanent reminder of an agony he never should have endured…
If only she listenedto him - stayed back like he urgently requested than none of this would have happened! Because of her stubbornness, she went against those orders and if she hadn’t, Azula neverwould have shot at her with a stone pillar in her way. If she hadn’t been so stubborn– Zuko would have redirected it how he wanted – he never would have had to jump in front of her. That blue lightening bolt sent straight into his chest and –
“Katara!” Zuko’s voice increased in volume when she had yet to answer him.
“What?” she asked quickly, eyes finally leaving the star patterned scar on his chest her fingers gently hovered over. Yet another healing session that slowly lessened the ache but now the pink indentations he would surely retain for the rest of his life regardless of how talented a healer she believed she was.
Zuko took that moment to just look at her. Scared, widened, impossibly blue eyes glittering with unshed tears; her cheeks and nose red from her emotional state and Zuko was sick of seeing this Waterbending Master completely broken…over him no less.
“…I’msosorry, Zuko.” she apologized for the dozenth time that day and while Zuko immediately tried to dissuade this tired conversation, she trudged forward. “You didn’t need another scar…especially not because of me.”
Before Zuko could argue as per usual when this came up, Katara’s expression changed and Zuko didn’t even flinch as she suddenly reached forward with her unoccupied hand to touch the scar on his face, the other resting on the newly acquired one on his chest. There was a reputable ocean of emotion in her gaze as she searched his unmatched golden eyes.
An unspoken conversation they’d been having this past week with only their eyes - the ease in which they could communicate without words. The brush of fingers and gazes said so much more – and for that Zuko was grateful for he’d failed so many times in the vocal department. But right now… just the silence and the gentle stroke of her thumb where his eyebrow once was and how the index of her other skirted mindlessly over his chest.
While neither wanted to verbally confirm what had happened during the Agni Kai; desperate claims and confessions that were still so fresh in their minds would have to wait for now – but Zuko knew he should say something.
“Katara…” her name was as soft as a prayer on his lips; ones Katara glanced at before meeting his eyes again. “Don’t say that – I’m proudof my new scar…and I would do it again without hesitation, you know that, right?” Zuko suddenly smiled unabashedly at her and he watched as one of the tears that had been building fell unheeded down her face and dripped off her chin. He held back his desire to brush it away.
Instead of the usual reaction to that claim, Katara smiled tenderly at him. “I know….” she sighed resolutely.
While there was still so much left unsaid and feelings that needed desperate sorting out, Katara leaned forward; pressing her forehead on his. Zuko’s smile widened; their eyes communicating so much more than he could ever put into words.
And for now, that would have to be enough.
…..
I have come to accept that I will never be over these two. Nothing like I used to be but if I do a piece of art once in awhile to stave off my bitter contempt, I suppose there could be worse coping strategies. XD
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“…Uh, ya mind?”
Who knew only three words would be her complete undoing – three words she wished were others she’d dreamed about the handsome emo dork saying in her surprisingly erotic dreams for months now.
Shetoldherself to knock – it was only proper after all, right?
It’s always the right thing to do before you barge into anyone’s bedroom but like a damned idiot, she got comfortable. At ease with her and Sebastian’s friendly (and admittedly flirty) relationship thus far to just come in as he told her to do…but now she was regretting it.
Or she shouldregret it anyway – ya know, if she was a normal human being that wasn’tcompletely driven by excess hormones…
But she was having a difficult time doing so upon seeing the man in front of her now. His pale, surprisingly defined, stomach on display as he was approximately halfway into taking off his signature hoodie. Dammit Sebastian for being more ridiculously attractive than a dorky recluse like him had any right to be!
…Oh gawd, and now she was staring now, wasn’t she?
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I’ve been playing through My Time at Portia lately and while it’s fun, the relationships and characters leave something to be desired. Even with pixel graphics of Stardew Valley, the characters just seem so much more fleshed out so during my play-through of MTAP, I found myself missing this emo hottie. XD So, that’s where this all came from lol. Just thought I’d post it even if this was mindless fan-service I wished we got int the game rofl.
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tbh i think my new favourite thing is Rex squaring up to Fight anyone twice his size while Anakin’s just in the background like “i thought you were the sensible one Rex what the fuck”
Jason: Alright kid. I’m calling in a favor you owe me.
Damian: Fine. What do you need?
The rest of the Batfam:
Tim: That’s IT?
Jason:What?
Tim: Not even a single protest?
Damian: There is no need to make a big deal of this.
Tim: Last week when I asked for help you laughed for fifteen minutes straight!
Damian, shrugging: I owe Jason some favors.
Dick, suspiciously: How many favors are we talking about here?
Jason, grinning slightly ferally:Enough.
Steph, impressed:How?
Damian, scowling: None of your concern, Stephanie.
Duke: What’s the big deal? I thought everyone owed everyone else favors at this point.
Bruce: *sighs and puts some batheadphones on*
Steph: Not Damian.
Tim: Damian owes no one anything, ever.
Damian: Just because I don’t make a habit of incompetence…
Dick: Jason, seriously, how come Dami owes you a bunch of favors?
One week ago
Damian: Did you get it?
Jason, pulling a small kitten from his jacket: Here you go.
Three weeks ago
Talia, on the phone:Boys.
Damian:Mother.
Jason: Hey mom, guess what? I broke into the CIA again.
Talia:
Talia: I know what you’re doing, Jason.
Jason: Oh, and if Luthor calls you it’s totally not my fault that his laser prototype thing went missing.
Talia:
Jason: I mean, I suppose it sort of is, since I’m the one who stole it and all, but-
Talia:Enough.
Talia: Damian, I apologize for being upset over the giraffes. Please continue doing your best to convince your brother to stay out of trouble, darling.
Damian: Of course, Mother.
Two months ago
Damian: I need you to hide these.
Jason: Look, we both know I have skills, but how am I supposed to hide a whole ass elephant?
Damian:Please?
Jason: You know, your puppy dog eyes were a lot more effective when you were six.
Damian:
Jason:Fine.
Five months ago
Jason: I hope you have a good explanation for this, brat.
Damian: I don’t see what the big deal is. I just asked you to pick me up.
Jason: In a JET. From FINLAND!
A Q(PR)eer Sunday
Thank you for the push @voidsteffy,I really needed it! Also, this is for day 5 prompt (Sunday) @desi-lgbt-fest.Based on the movie Oh My Friend (2011)
“What is the plan for today?” Chandu asked as he bounced the baby lightly. It had just been a few days since they had reunited and while it was exhausting, Chandu had never felt more peaceful and fulfilled, ever. His best friend by his side, the love of their lives behind them… this was the least he could ask for.
“Just a day in. No going out, no nothing.” Siri called out tiredly as she chopped up the vegetables, thankful for the assistance from Ritu. They might not have seen each other eye to eye for some time but… in this short while, it felt like they were actually getting along.
“Actually,” Uday said, walking in with a bag of snacks. “I was wondering if we could talk.”
“About?”
“You and Siri.”
“What about us?”
Uday seemed to debate over his words for a while before shrugging.
“I still feel like you and Siri are not just friends. Or in your words, best friends.” he opened bluntly.
“Uday I swear to god! Don’t start on this again. I can’t- We can’t-”
“Relax, relax man! Chill! I am not going down that route at all.” Uday said, hands raised in the air as he eyed how his wife’s hold on the knife had tightened.
“Uday-”
“Just… listen, alright. Maybe it’ll make sense if I finish the whole explanation…”
Chandu sighed and sat down, reluctantly signalling the other man to go ahead.
“Alright. So… remember the last time I said the same thing. Insisted that you behaved like lovers. And how you both defended that you were just best friends but at the same time were each other’s lives since childhood. And how in those 3 years of staying apart with no contact, you confessed that you felt as if a part of yourselves had died.”
He took a sip of water and cleared his throat. “That day, when I asked you, Siri, who you will choose between myself and Chandu, you said that both of us were equally important. And Chandu had mentioned a similar statement.”
Siri had abandoned all pretence of working in the kitchen at this point and sat down near Chandu, nervous as to where this was going.
“I confess. At that point, I was not as open-minded. I didn’t really understand all of… this, that was going on between the two of you. It was… according to the society, not really acceptable or looked down upon. It was strange. Nearly unheard of at that time. But then… things changed.”
He looked the two friends in the eye as he said this. “I met a couple of my uni mates a while after we shifted to the US, did a catching up of sorts. In hindsight, they were similar to the two of you, stuck to the hip. They told me that they were planning on a marriage of convenience, both of them were not interested in marrying at all.”
“But… there was just one thing that surprised me. They said that they were never romantically interested in each other, nor was it sexual. But at the same time… they always saw themselves as not best friends, but they were more. They had an emotional connection, and understanding, which they wanted to maintain that they felt no one else can give them. And it reminded me of the two of you. You use the exact same words when you try to describe your relationship and when they told me that… it got me thinking. I think you might be in a QPR without knowing it.”
“QPR?” Ritu asked curiously.
“A Queer Platonic Relationship. Usually considered as relationships that are… outside the societal norm but at the same time, not romantic or sexual in nature. Usually. It depends on the people and boundaries of the levels of intimacy. It can be between two or more people and is usually used for aromantic people but it can also fit in other aspects too. There is no specific gender/sexuality it is attributed to.” He paused for a moment. “At least that’s what they said. I didn’t totally get it. But when I heard about it, all I could think about was the two of you.”
Chandu blinked. “You have totally lost me there, bro. Please simplify it for us low minded people.”
“I am just quoting what they said to me that day so I don’t know if it is accurate but… ‘QPRs are hard to explain as they vary from person to person, relationship to relationship. But the baseline is that it is totally a feeling above the society’s view of a best friend but not exactly a romantic relationship either, which is what most people assume. It is like walking the tightrope, that one. You are going to toe the line either way and people judge you for that.’ Again. I am not really sure and you’ll have to do some research on your own… but yeah. I had to say this.”
“Is this why you called me? During the delivery?” Chandu asked after a few minutes. “I mean, I should be honest, I don’t know what you are saying right now but… this small conversation… it-”
“Kinda, yeah. It made me look back and think a lot, ponder over stuff I did, and said, back then. And it is true. I would never truly understand what it is that is between the two of you. And what Ritu and I did back then, hurt you in more ways than we could ever imagine. But… I wish to try to be better at the whole understanding thing. And I totally get it if you two don’t think that… you know. The label… Maybe it was the wrong way to go about it. But you know me, I speak out what’s in my mind. Just… look into it someday?” he said, suddenly feeling bashful.
“Thanks, Ra.
Again, sorry if I have gotten something wrong but this was something I thought of and couldn’t get it out of my head so… here you go!
So, with all the stuff about the Dr. Seuss books being pulled, I hear the Far Right is already releasing their own line of Seuss-esque books to fight back.
Here is a list:
Marjorie Hears A Jew.
Can-Fish, Cun-Fish, Ted Fish, Cruz Fish.
Oh, The Places You’ll Go And Give Everyone COVID!
And To Think That I Sold It On Wall Street.
The Sneeches, And Other Groups To Deport.
If I Drained The Swamp.
Fox With Stocks (In Medical Equipment).
The Lorax Is Fake News.
There’s A Market In My Pocket!
My Book About ME (And Why You All Suck)!
Yertle The Turtle, And Other Habitats To Destroy.
I Can Read Congressional Documents With My Eyes Shut!
Horton Hatches An Egg, Then Denies It Health Coverage.
In The People’s House (With Guns!).
I Can Threaten 30 Senators Today! And Other Josh Hawley Stories.
And because the Far Left is not to be outdone, they are also producing a line of books.
Those include:
How The Grinch Canceled Christmas.
The Cat In The Culturally-Appropriated Hat.
On Beyond Zebra (Because Anything Even Partly White Is Racist).
A Great Day For Up… -Setting People For The Heck Of It.
Hop On GOP (If No One Else Is Available).
Green Eggs And Ham Are Murder.
If I Ran The Country (Without Voting).
The 500 Attacks Of Oscaio-Cortez.
Charles E. Schumer, Will You Please Go Now!
I Am Not Going To Get Up And Vote Today!
Dark Nights: Death Metal: The Last Stories of the DC Universe TPB
Dunno which annoys me more, the way writers keep making Steph Tim’s second choice, or the fact that DC either gearing up for unrequited gay drama in 5 to 10 years, or going to murder this avian boi in less. New Tim Drake is way too thirsty around Conner, and this “oh boy I was Robin thanks to you” is sorta demeaning.
UPD: oh by the way, Tim didn’t fking remember who Conner was like 2 weeks ago what the hell does it even mean?
*sigh*
Williamson-Tynion-Snyder, you guessed it. Moore still good though.
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