Dude, It’s Just About Fun. I Don’t Agree That 2012 Was Abusive To Mikey But Still, Don’t Be A Dick.

Okay the second one resonates with me. I had started to write a fantasy book that was supposed to have a war, a disaster, and a REALLY serious plotline.

...

It's now a toxic romance book. The two main characters are only together because of a rumor, images, and manipulation.

Starr(technically a victim but can stop it anytime he wanted to(he's a VERY powerful mage)) is TERRIFIED of Malcolm(the 'abuser' who gets stuck in the relationship too(he is a bully who uses his fist but after they 'get together' he never raises a hand against Starr for any reason. He was taught that an alpha who beats his partner deserves nothing but death)).

Malcolm starts treating Starr better but not really. In the end they have to work together to stop an evil sorcerer and get stuck as a couple.

I feel like some people need to relearn Genre Expectations... "Man, this tragedy sucks!!! Why didn't they just do XYZ, then everything could have ended happily!!" well, then it wouldn't be a tragedy, would it. "Man, this lighthearted teen romcom is terrible, it's so sappy and unrealistic!!" Well, yeah. If it had been gritty and dark, it wouldn't have been a lighthearted romcom, would it. Is the writing actually bad or are you just trying to order a milkshake from a Home Depot

"Qui-gon traumatised Obi-wan!!"

Bold of you to assume that Obi-wan Kenobi did not immediately turn around and traumatise him back. Obi-wan does not have daddymaster issues his master has padawan issues.

He returns from MelidaDaan with the power of being 14 (derogatory) and excessive weaponry on his side. Qui-gon's being called by the teachers cause his padawan is teaching the other kids how to make shivs and also unionise. He's sneaking off to the lower levels to hustle sabbac games in order to buy tiny blasters he can keep in his tunics and boots.

When Xantos breaks in to the temple Obi-wan tells him that it's frankly embarassing for him to have had Qui-gon Jinn of all people living rent free in his head for so many years.

Lol I think imma try and write this but IDK

I made another post about Danny and about how the justice league believes that something exists in the ghost zone then that makes it exist, but I had an idea since then.

So as a joke, John and Danny claim to be related. (Jazz, Dan, and Dani get in on it too.)

Batman: ...you have a family.

John: what? You think you're the only one with kids?

Batman: that *points at Dan* is a grown ass man.

Dan: hey dad, Jazz wants to know if you'll pick up some milk from the store, she says we're out.

John: sure, she want anything else?

Dan: nah but Dani wants you to grab some pizza while you're there.

Batman:....

And at some point, they start coming to him with their problems.

Dan needs a place to stay? Johns couch is free.

Danny needs help with schoolwork? John might not know what the answer is, but he'll try and help.

Jazz needs someone to rant to? She'll call John.

Dani needs help dismantling a cult? John will be right there in an hour.

They don't acknowledge it outloud, but if they have a problem John is the first person they think of to call for help.

The ghost zone and it's inhabitants also accept John as the ghost kids parent, like if they say it's true then it must be true.

Then they start changing just a bit.

Their hair gets lighter (closer to blonde) their eyes change by a couple shades, and unknown to them, their DNA changes.

And they don't really notice it...

Until they start developing magic.

And Jazz nearly kills someone with that magic when her breakfast attacks her.

I love this!!!

Everyone stared at the scars on Count Fwhip’s body, the many scars across his chest and back now fully exposed by the way his shirt and jacket had become tattered in the explosion. He knelt near the center of the explosion site, still having attempted to defuse the device in order to allow others to escape.

Fwhip’s arms came up to try to block the view of his chest, but between his chest and back both being on display, there was nothing he could do to hide his body completely from sight.

He heard the sound of footsteps approaching him and he curled up even tighter, trying to hide from whoever was approaching.

He heard no words following the footsteps stopping in front of him, though he could tell that the figure had crouched down and was doing something.

Fwhip felt cloth fall over his shoulders, covering his body from the gaze of onlookers.

When he glanced up, he was shocked to find Jimmy crouched in front of him. Upon further inspection, the Codfather had given Fwhip his cloak. That was not something to be done lightly. Not in Oceanic cultures. Especially not when done by the ruler of the Codlands.

A Selkie’s coat was their life. To give his to Fwhip, to hide the scars that were so clearly on display, that meant something. Fwhip didn’t know exactly what, but it was something.

Fwhip finally let himself cry, feeling the exposure, the vulnerability of his lack of clothing so keenly now that he was safe from view. Jimmy hid even that from onlookers, pulling Fwhip close and letting the other man hide his tears against Jimmy’s chest or neck.

“I’ve got you. You’re safe.”

Fwhip, against all odds, believed him.

I think this looks like SUPER cool.

I humbly request more villain mikey if you have the time

Why certainly, here’s some sketches and wips:

Also heres some old stuff I found that I never posted:

I’m still working on the next comic I promise I’ve just been getting sidetracked lol. Also school has been annoying lately.

Imagine this with me. Alex, all of 16 at the moment and 15 when they-thought- beat Lankman to death. Meaning Lankman is ENITRELY sure that Alex was manipulated. Alex was not in fact being manipulated. Alex, a petty vengeful little bitch, was in fact fully in control of their actions and Clyde fucking charging them with the intention of a hug-that Alex thought was gonna fucking eat their ass because of the promise- and fucking books it out of the room when Winfrey distracted Clyde for a moment.

So, Lankman genuinely believes that Alex was being threatened into helping Clyde. Therefore starts a manhunt in the name of 'saving' Alex who ran away from Clyde on fear of being eaten. (Refer to THIS and THIS for more info) Lankman intends on 'taking the poor teen in' and 'helping them overcome this terrifying experience'.

Alex is fucking pissed when they're dragged away from Grimm(veldigun OC made specifically for this storyline) and forced into being under Lankman's care.

Grimm is even more pissed when his human is taken from him. That fades to mostly amusement as he watches Alex-who he watched fucking throttle an idiot human who got a good shot in on him a few weeks ago- be infantilized.

more forgotten ending

More stuff has been thought up for the forgotten ending via discord rambling- Mostly around the fact lankmann lives-

aka- lankmann and his giant savior complex-

basically- in the forgotten ending- alex assumed they had killed lankmann- but they hadn't but lankmann- FULLY BELIEVES- alex meant to not kill him- that alex didn't want him dead-

lankmann believes the alex was completely forced into the events of the sitcom- completely removing all of alex's agency and pretty much infantilizing them-

this also has a effect on eastridge- alex is viewed as a martyr and people who weren't around while alex was there fully think they had to be younger- like- 13-17

Overtime- lankmann even begins the believe this- "alex was a child working their first internship- they were a child dragged into this by monsters" why would he believe anything else? those old reports and files? must be wrong- must have gotten altered somehow- alex was a child- why would he believe anything else?

more Daisy and Jon doodles (feat. Basira)

Tim, patting Kon on the back with a small, kind, innocent smile: of course not Kon.

Someone to Tim: Oh please, Kon-El isn't scared of you! He's a kryptonian, and you're just some kid.

Kon, visibly scared: I didn't say that! Let it be known that i did not say that!

Prompt 95

Captain Marvel, new Den-Mother (despite the fact he himself is a child even if the league isn’t aware of that fact) for the Young Justice team blinks. Klarion, so-called chaos lord, blinks back in the middle of a spell. 

He tilts his head. The other baby realms-being mirrors him. His own magic-fueled core pulses, and a chaos-core vibrates back. Oh. Ah. So that’s what’s happening. 

“They can’t play right now,” he explains to the barely-younger ancient-in-training, ignoring the team’s incredulous looks at his words with the practice of someone who had to deal with the voices of gods all the time. And Batman’s narrowing eyes. Scary. 

The chaos-core thrums in a distinct pouting-sensation, alongside a whine unique to young ghostlings. A whine that he replied with, even if only they could hear. Come play later, busy now, he insisted again, even if Klarion’s pouting was turning visible before it shifted to a scowl. 

“Fiiine…” And then the chaosling was gone, his familiar with him. Billy really wished he could join in disappearing, seeing the info-hungry look in the others’ eyes.

saving for when ao3 returns.

Newscapepro SCP Rewrite, With Many Voices

“Alright, come in, all of you,” The General said as the crew poured into his office. “Got another mission for the lot of you. Site-06 experienced a large containment breach; you’re being sent in to protect the Detective we have going there to gather evidence,” Triana raised an eyebrow “A detective? I haven’t worked with one of those in awhile,” “I know, she’ll be waitin’ for you outside,” The General cleared his throat. “Her life is your number one priority, do not let her die,” “Yes sir!” Triana saluted.

The crew moved outside of the base towards a helicopter, they saw a woman with scraggly black hair tied into a ponytail; she wore rather casual clothes compared to the rest of them with just brown jacket, black skirt and red tie. She yawned as the team. walked towards her “You must be the Task Force sent to protect me… O’Connor,”  “Triana, if you don’t mind me asking what exactly are you investigating at this site?” Triana asked as the crew got into the helicopter. “I’ll be investigating how the breach occurred, to get any information on who might’ve caused it,”

“Alright, when we land there we need to be as careful as possible,” Triana ordered. “Site-06 houses mostly Safe Skips,” “They house 939 there, don’t they?” Hooper asked. “Yeah, a couple of them too!” Scott stretched his arms to indicate the sheet amount of 939’s “Yes, we’ll need to be as quiet as possible; they’re blind, but they can hear insanely well,” Triana warned. “No screwing about, alright Cory?” “When have I ever screwed around?” “Well… never actually,” Triana hmm’d. “Still, you can never be sure with Privates,” Cory and Nikole chuckled, Triana menacingly cleared her throat. “Like that,” “Sorry LT…” The Helicopter eventually landed in front of the completely abandoned site, the normally bright white walls looked dark grey. “Jeez, this place sucks,” Cory simplified. Hooper felt a shiver go up his spine at the sight of the place. “You can say that again,” “Jeez, this place sucks,” “I- nevermind,” “So, O’Connor,” Triana looked over to the woman they were escorting as the MTF gathered around the front of the Site. “What are your current theories as to who caused this breach?” “Hmm…” The Detective looked deep in thought for a moment. “Nothing concrete yet. The Chaos Insurgency is too bold to wait for a breach, but the Serpent’s Hand isn’t bold enough to try something like this,” Nikole smirked at the Lieutenant “Yeah she probably needs to find more evidence before accusing whatever group… y’know like a detective does?” “Well maybe you could help her by letting her know about how the Insurgency would’ve handled this, you have plenty of experience,” Triana snarked back. “Already told ya, they’re not the stealthy kind,” Nikole rolled her eyes. “Sure…” Triana cleared her throat. “Alright Bluejay; keep tabs on the group escorting O’Connor,” “Will do,” “Great, Nikole will stand watch out here while the rest of us escort O’Connor around, am I understood?” She stared down the older woman. “Jeez, fine,” Nikole raised her hands in surrender. “You go have fun on your little adventure,” “We will!” Cory smiled. “If we don’t get eaten, that is,” Scott chuckled. “...We won’t,”

The five people entered the dilapidated building, walking into a main hall equally as grungy as the outside of the facility. “Alright Detective, any locations of Interest?” “I’d start with the comms room, see if any outside contact had been made with any other GOIs,” O’Connor said tiredly as the team escorted her there. “Bluejay, any detected hostiles?” “No ma’am, I’ll inform you of… whatever inevitably comes up,”

O’Connor and the gang entered the dingy communications room, filled with racks of servers all of which were off due to the lack of power. “Hm… can’t continue my investigation like this,” “Bluejay, can you hack into the-” Lara interrupted “The Facility’s Emergency Power? Duh, it’s my job. I’m surprised it hasn’t been used up yet though…” Lara mused. “Just gotta guess the password real quick,” O’Connor quirked an eyebrow at that, but went to go investigate the communication servers anyway. “So… when did this breach happen?” Cory looked around the hallway as he stood guard near the door to the server room. “Last week from what I heard; everythin’ was goin’ fine and then suddenly it all went to Hell,” “It’s unfortunate, we lost a lot of good Scientists here too…” Triana's face scrunched up in more anger than usual, but went back to normal pretty quickly. “And a lot of valuable Skips got damaged,” “Ain’t this the place or Site-16 that had the Infinite Pizza Box?” Scott smiled at the thought, then frowned because the breach probably meant it wouldn’t be found for awhile. “Infinite… what now?” Cory perked up like a pitbull in a room full of toddlers. “No, Cory, it’s in a different site,” Triana said through gritted teeth, occasionally glancing as Scott as she spoke “Aww…” “Alright, done with this area,” O’Connor said as she walked out of the server room. “No one had contacted anyone outside of the Site,” Triana sighed. “Hmm, that makes it… way harder to figure out who did this,” “Actually it implies that the breach was caused by someone working for The Foundation,” O’Connor corrected. “Or that whatever group did this has a lot of contacts within the Foundation… interesting,” She mused. “So you’re saying some kinda conspiracy’s made its way into The Foundation?” Hooper looked at the Detective in disbelief. The Detective shook her head “No… not yet at least; I’d need far more evidendence to make an accusation like that. Speaking of which I’ll be heading to the Site Director’s office next then we’ll be leaving,” “Good, this place gives me the creep-”

“Hello, is anyone out there? Hello?” “Guys, there’s surviv-” “Cory wait!” Hooper warned. “That’s SCP 939, it mimics the voices of its victims to lure in prey,” “Really?” “Unfortunately yes, we’ll also need to be far quieter; they can’t see but can hear very well,” Triana explained. “Hooper and I will follow O’Connor, you two will scope out the facility and make sure that SCP 939 is kept away,” “Sure thing dude!” “Yes ma’am!” Triana, Hooper and O’Connor went forward towards the Office while Scott and Cory moved right, staying quiet and moving slow as to not alert the creature they were walking towards of their presence.

“Alright man, we got flashbangs on us,” Scott whispered at the Camera faced Private. “These things got skin that’s sensitive to light,” “Really? That’s great!” Cory said, his relief at these things having a weakness being just a tad too loud, loud enough that he instantly covered his mouth. “Dude, shut up!” “I-I’m lost, please help me,” Another voice, this one was feminine… and closer. The two MTF tip toed behind a wall, Scott quickly typed into his radio’s screen. FIERI: 939 is close to us dunno if theres more than one. LT: Good, keep them as far away from us as possible.

The creature screamed, exactly like the woman who’s voice it had just used. Cory and Scott managed to get a peek at it. A large red reptile, with no eyes, spikes coming out of its back and tail, but what spooked Cory the most was the claws that looked like they could tear through metal with ease. “Fuck, run Cor!” Scott yelped as the creature began to chase them. They ran and ran through the twisting hallways of the site, hearing the screaming creature getting closer and closer to them. Cory screeched as he ran "Scott, what do we do?" “I *huff* got a plan,” The rotund man heaved. “Cover your ears!” The two MTF did just that as Scott launched a flashbang into the Reptile’s face, it let out a small yelp, and then a far louder one as- BANG

Despite the ear covering, Cory and Scott still felt their ears ringing like hell. “Augh, is it gone?” Cory groaned. “I think so, Man, shoulda scared it off for now,” Scott held his head. As Cory stumbled around, he got a glimpse at the end of the Hallway and at “UNI!” “Who?” The black dog-person at the end of the hall noticed Cory’s presence, smirked and then began to run down the halls of the Facility; the instance of 939 following closely behind. “Detective got everything she needed, you guys can head back to the front of the facility now… like right now,” Lara said over the radio “Crap, Scott you go; I gotta chase this guy down!” Cory began to run towards the dog with his gun in hand. Scott looked stunned for a minute, before tapping his microphone. “Cory spotted a member of the Serpent’s Hand, pursuing as we speak!" “Change of plans then, back him up Scott!” Triana ordered. “Hell yeah!”

Cory chased the dog into a dead end hallway. “Alright, nowhere to run now, Evil Uni,” Cory held up his gun. Evil Uni frowned “Evil? You’re the who nearly burnt this poor little guy!” The Reptile covered the part of its body where its face would be. “He tried to kill me!” Cory shouted. “Anyways, why did you cause this breach? So many lost lives for what?” The dog shrugged “We didn’t cause this, it just so happens to be a… lucky coincidence that I’m here,” “That is so totally a lie, I’m not gonna let you get away with hurting any more people,” “Ironic coming from a Jailor…” Evil Uni chuckled as he subtly reached into his pocket. “Gonna have to leave you here for now, get back to me if you ever wanna work for the good guys,” “You-” Cory suddenly broke into a coughing fit as black smoke filled the room. Evil Uni and the SCP were gone just as Scott arrived. “Dude, where did he go?” “I- I dunno he just… vanished,” “Shit,” Scott grumbled. “Well, that was a bust, let’s get you outta here dude,” “Yeah, let’s,” Cory groaned as he slowly walked out of the facility, leaning on Scott as he coughed from the smoke.

Triana ran up to him almost the instant he had stepped foot on grass. “Cory, did you manage to capture the Serpent’s Hand agent?” “No, but I managed to talk to him a little,” Triana grunted. “Dammit,” “What’d he say?” O’Connor quietly called out from behind the Lieutenant. “Ah, well he said that the Serpent’s Hand didn’t cause this breach… he’s probably ly-” “Interesting…” O’Connor mused. “My findings in the Site Director’s Office indicate that a large amount of money was embezzled from this site into something,” The detective began to pace around the area as the helicopter arrived to pick them up. “Whoever caused this has agents deep inside The Foundation, I’d watch your backs if I was you,”