Anyone Else Want Engie?

Bro, fuck yeah

50s Phasma fighting off some aliens! A commissioned sketch for @chromium-siren​ from their Huxloween one shot 

"Mick was not addicted to liquor, he did not crave whisky. Nature had given him too much strength and energy, and he was too healthy in body and soul to become a slave to the baneful habit of drinking. But people talked over drinks, and now more than ever Mandy felt the need to talk. How else to get along with people, he didn't know."

- 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 "𝗕𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗗𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁", 𝗝𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗟𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗻

Thank you for your patience, guys Finished! The upper part of the fifth page of my comic

how to be a god

speak with a smirk, your smile can be a magnet. speak with a scowl, your eyes could cut like daggers.

walk with your head high, let your wings stretch as wide as possible. never look down on mortals, you’re meant for the skies.

dress to the nines no matter the occasion. ballgowns from any time period, victorian suits, knights armor. blood stains are simply proof of your power.

stain your lips with cherries or pomegranates, or even blood. slip daggers into your hair and tie your hair back with gold chains. never forget to adorn your head with a crown.

always touch, never be touched. let your hands roam their body freely, and take your time sizing up your pray. when you kiss them, don’t forget to bite.

carry around books from the crusades, from witches, from the romans. read to remember the battles you were apart of, the stories written after you.

speak in latin, in ancient greek, in tamil. let the mortals know your words have power. scrawl ominous sayings across the wall, whether it be in blood or wine

every day feast as if there’s no tomorrow. accept only ambrosia and wine. sit at the head of your table and unfurl your wings, the world is at your fingertips.

let the women circle around you, shouting your name in a crazed way. let them dedicate their lives to your glory, let them kill to be near you. you are above all.

take your time. time runs by you, drink your wine slowly, scrawl threats on paper without rush, slide your sword into the mere mortal tenderly. you own the world.

I need someone to write a superbat fic inspired by the song surprise party by Hoodie Allen. It is a great need, and i can't write Bruce or Clark for the life of me.

Thanks for reminding me of this Bad/Morally Grey Clark Kent story. Where Clark feeds Bruce something that puts him in a deadly coma for a week. Bruce survives and has nightmares for a bit because Clark fed him mermaid flesh. Eating mermaid flesh makes you immortal if you survive the process. I've been searching for that story for two years!

I can see Diana in collaboration with Clark getting something from Olympus or snatching some magical food from different pantheons to secretly give Bruce to make him some form of immortal.

If you find it, let me know! I’d love to read it. Morally grey Clark is one of my favorite tropes to read.

hey man, twenty bucks is twenty bucks  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

i am not sorry for this bad joke

it’s two a.m. i just wanna write and entire story .

The Kiss of Life - A utility worker giving mouth-to-mouth to co-worker after he contacted a low voltage wire, 1967

"There was a reason a far simpler, kinder necromancy was still allowed. Still using the body and the bones, while still allowing the spirit to pass to either the Underwhere or the Overthere. A sign of great debt or punishment, to not allow the body to rest until their sentence had been served and their debts worked off. It was still quite a bit less cruel than watching the person themselves come undone, little by little. He didn’t regret outlawing the other practice, as most had opposed it long before he’d come into power. 

If only that meant Bowser could have kept the subject of his nightmares dead too. With any luck, he’d come undone on his own too, and those whispers amongst his people would be laid to rest with him."

So I was one of those motherfuckers who obsessed over the Hamilton musical and I had basically memorized over half of the songs. Today Disney+ has a recording Hamilton on and I am fucking vibin'