G.I. Joe: My Version #2, This Time With Everyone's Favorite Morally Questionable Ninja! I Always Thought

today's bird is this green heron inspecting a bug

my liege we your council would not advise this course of action but we all agree it would be pretty funny regardless

Another comic is here!

This is going to be a long series hehehe it's bassicly my idea on the cassettes within the TFONE universe. (These were also done across 2 months so ignore the changing style every 2 pages lol)

Chapter 1 - first encounter

More to come soon :D

Update : the series will now be tittled as the "Stowaways AU" the Twitter followers picked it hehehe

ok real talk who was doing it like shelby trinity. thirteen years old at villain school day one she invents the most over the top valley girl persona ever and is fully prepared to stick to the bit for the next six years. actively watching one of her best friends break his ribs and fight for his life and asked him to pick her up a vegetarian meal for the escape flight. one of her best friends has legitimate supernatural computer powers and a photographic memory and yet she keeps pace with him to the point where they’re basically neck and neck in class rankings. shot a guy in the knees because he double dog dared her to. world was ending boyfriend had been kidnapped and she was looking in the dictionary for the word ‘pregnable’ because of a one-off comment. legitimately spends more time stirring the pot between her roommate’s love life than she does on her own. mommy and daddy issues out the wazoo and we never hear about it because she’d rather be spying on the senior boys water polo practice and she does all of this with a cunty blonde ponytail and lockpicks in her shoes. actual girlboss i love herrrrr

Eurasian eagle-owls (Bubo bubo) by Wilhelm Kuhnert (1865-1926).

the peak of "wouldn't it be awesome to be a child soldier? JUST KIDDING! it would be incredibly fucked up. anyway here's the main character getting eaten by wolves" is the alex rider series, which takes the wish fulfilment premise of being a teenage spy and then makes it explicitly clear from day one that alex is being blackmailed into acting as a spy for adults who have neither love nor even basic care for him and will let his life fall apart the moment he says no. coincidentally it's due to this career that alex is both an orphan and without a guardian in the first place; spying led directly to both his parents' and uncle's deaths. alex is repeatedly traumatised and nearly killed in increasingly horrifying manners, and it becomes clear that the only way for him to protect himself is to keep throwing himself in danger; he hates this and is completely aware that the only person he trusts could be ripped away from him at any moment and that his social life and academic standing is being ripped to shreds the longer he continues living his double life. the kicker is that he was raised in, perhaps intentionally moulded for, this lifestyle and the longer he continues it the harder he finds it to leave; he's essentially addicted to life-and-death situations and almost doesn't want to keep coming back to it. he turns to the other side only to turn that his bosses' enemies are just as bad as they are; at the age of just thirteen he finds himself completely alone in the world. and it slaps both as a thriller series and a deconstruction of the horrific violence both literal and structural that undergirds alex's life and job and the ethics of using a literal child to do your bidding as the lines between work and home life blur beyond recognition

does this on your dash

It’s Fanchu Friday

Can you write something angsty between hero and villain? Also thank you for those lovely stories

"I know I failed you."

The hero sat with their back to the glass wall of the villain's cell; giving the villain what privacy inside it that they could.

The villain said nothing.

"You asked me for my help," the hero said, "and I failed you. I was too distracted with other things. As if - as if they were more important."

"Weren't they?"

"They shouldn't have been."

"Not what I asked."

"No."

They heard the villain's footsteps behind them, saw the shadow of them stretching against the floor until it loomed across them from behind and cast the hero in its darkness.

"I'm just - I'm sorry," the hero said. "That's what I'm trying to say. I'm sorry."

"I imagine that's a lot easier to say when I'm in here."

Bile flooded the hero's mouth, defensive anger, but - the villain wasn't wrong.

"If you were really sorry," the villain continued, "you'd let me go."

"You know I can't do that."

"I know you won't do that."

"The power is eating you up from the inside out."

"So you're going to fail me again."

The hero squeezed their eyes shut, drawing in a steadying breath. They wrapped their arms a little tighter around their chest. They resisted the urge to turn. To look. To see.

"Unsurprising," the villain said. "You've been a disappointment all your life. Why kick the habit now?"

"I know you're angry-"

"-Gotta be the hero, gotta get everyone to love you, and maybe then you can trick them into thinking you're worth something."

"Stop it." The hero twisted to the glass.

The villain crouched at the hero's level, that power glowing in their eyes, brighter even than the hideous fluorescent lights always on in their cell. A cruel smile curled up their lips like a wisp of smoke. The traces of what the hero had loved slowly burning away. Then, just as suddenly, it was gone, flickering out.

All that was left was their friend. Exhausted. Paper-thin.

"Tell me they were more important things," the villain said. "Tell me that at least. Tell me you saved the goddamn world."

The hero placed one hand against the glass. The villain matched it.

"Tell me," the villain said. "Because the only thing worse than this, was that you let me drown for nothing."

"Not nothing."

But it wasn't enough. It didn't seem nearly enough.

"I-" the hero began.

The power flared again.

"Don't worry." Their friend was smothered beneath it; the light of them plunged kicking and thrashing into the churning waters of the magic. The villain tilted their head. "When I get out of here, and oh, I'll get out of here...you'll never fail anyone ever again. So save your apologies. " They stood up, abruptly, and turned away. "They're as worthless as your love ever was."