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MARCH 22: America #1 (2017)

Before you see the word comic book and decide this article isn’t for you, hear me out real quick: a lesbian Latina superhero strikes out on her own to take on her biggest challenge yet – going to college. Are you hooked yet?

I was first introduced to America Chavez through the Young Avengers comic books and she completely stole the show for me. As someone who was introduced to superheroes through movies, I was used to the stereotypical lead character following in the same narrative footsteps as all his straight, white male brethren. To see a queer brown girl as a main character excited me (and did I mention she can kick star shaped portals that lead to other dimensions???). When it was announced that America Chavez would be getting her own solo comic to be released in March of 2017, I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it. The possibilities within America’s story are endless and Gabby Rivera and Joe Quinones did not disappoint with this first issue.

Marvel made headlines when they first announced America Chavez’s solo comic series, and not just because it was the triumphant return of many people’s favorite hero, but also because it was announced that writer Gabby Rivera would be spearheading the series. It was refreshing to hear that a gay Latina writer would be bringing truth and realness to this gay Latina character’s story. The story follows America as she retires from her usual superhero-ing business and enrolls in Sotomayer University – think Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters but cooler. Rivera’s influence is prominent from the very first page; from America’s relationship with her girlfriend Lisa to her memories of her two mothers from the Utopian Parallel, it is the little things throughout the first issue that imbue the character and the story with a sense of queerness that kept me smiling. No matter how well-versed you are in comics or the superhero genre, I definitely recommend the “America” series to everyone seeking out more lesbian representation in their life.


The Miskatonic Herball.
This is a hand carved and inked proof of my most recent project. I’m thinking of turning it into an entire chapbook or something this year and would appreciate your feedback. Would you be interested in the ramblings of a disgraced Puritan Reverend who was sent to investigate the disappearance of one of his brethren as detailed in the opening of The Dunwich Horror?
It would take the shape of a Herbal, a guide to plants, animals, and folk wisdom, that was popular in the dawn of print. Could be a fun prop for gaming, too.
If you could let me know if this is a Good Idea via comments or reblogs or however this works, I’d really appreciate it (and might work you into the text if I go forward with the project).

I don’t trust Winston. Why did he forsake his Gorilla brethren, there must have been a reason they rebelled against the humans. Why did Winston take the side of the humans, does Winston not consider himself a Gorilla. Is Winston a spy, here to bring our earth Gorillas to his side? How deep does the Gorilla crisis go

Stuck in "Stuck in the Middle (With You)"

Okay, but Cas listening to an evangelical AM station in his truck – Angel radio analogue – and the preacher talking about everyone paying for their ultimate sins.

Cas has two “ultimate sins” weighing on him right now: killing Billie (which comes with a side of cosmic consequences) and the sin he has committed emotionally but not physically. Namely, the ultimate angel taboo. The one thing above all others that angels Must Not Do…

…Lay with a human.

It’s a sin we’ve seen committed twice this season (Isham and Lucifer), and one Cas has been constantly accused of by his brethren.

The scene with him listening to the radio shows us that his love for “humanity” is fore in his mind. He almost seems to be punishing himself with the evangelical show.

He’s still resisting. He doesn’t want to fall those few more inches to the ground.

But then he shaves a little off the distance when he thinks he’s about to die. He breaks the seal and says, “I love you.” He voices his love for “humanity” and the look on “humanity’s” face is heart breaking.

Poor Cas, trying so hard to keep his toes out of the dirt. Punishing himself for his desires, for his love. Holding on to the last vestiges of Heaven, denying himself the very thing that makes him happiest.


Demon!Dean and Castiel imprisoned in heavens jail AU:

Shackles rattled as heavens newest prisoner was pushed through the prison gates. The prison, Castiel, held his head high as his brethren shut the gate on him. His crime, betrayal, etched into his arms as a banishing symbol glinted on his cuffs reminding the world of his sentence. The gates shut for the final time and the rock melded back into place sealing him off from the outside almost indefinitely. As he turned around to survey his new surroundings IT hit him. The foul stench of greed and evil burning his nostrils. The smell of an evil, mangled soul told the Angel exactly what was dangling above him for he saw it. A demon cackled above him as it swung down and into the light exposing it’s muscled form and brown hair. His mouth broke into a sinister smile like an open wound exposing his sharp teeth as he circled Cas like a shark hunting his prey. “Well would you look at this!” His sinister laugh echoed through the prison cell. “Say pretty boy, what’s your name?” Cas was taken aback by the demons question. Surely a demon wouldn’t be interested in his name would he? But Castiel surrendered and gave up his name seeing as he would spend eternity with this monstrosity. “The name’s Castiel.” Cas looked around avoiding the piercing gaze of the demon sitting above him. The laughter pierced Cas’ soul chilling him to the bone.
“Well Cas, the names Dean!” The demons name terrified Cas but he couldn’t let it show for he was in the presence of one of the most powerful demons in hell, a Knight Of Hell in fact. He was known as the last Knight of Hell and nearly impossible to slaughter which is why he was his cell mate. His crime inscribed in Eochian rang out: “Demon” for his crime was being who or WHAT he was. Dean knew this so that’s why he looked curiously at Castiel’s arms inscribed in Eochian.
“Say, Angel boy, we’re gonna be here a while so why don’t you tell me ‘bout your crime?” Cas smiled and indulged his cell mate.


Anon (who didn’t have a blog at the time but now does): @i-smell-food thanks for the prompt!

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You know, it really puts my flirting game under question when I think I’m hitting it off with someone in a bar and he/she drops the “so, can I have your moms number?” line. Either my pick up lines are shockingly bad, or half the suitors I meet have fantasised about the woman who birthed me in a gold bikini. So, that’s delightful. Anywho, I’m Billie and chances are all of you are about to hear these notorious pick up lines because I’m awkward as fuck with introductions.

O you who believe! Fear Allah (by doing all that He has ordered and by abstaining from all that He has forbidden) as He should be feared. [Obey Him, be thankful to Him, and remember Him always], and die not except in a state of Islam (as Muslims) with complete submission to Allah. And hold fast, all of you together, to the Rope of Allah (i.e. this Quran), and be not divided among yourselves, and remember Allah’s Favour on you, for you were enemies one to another but He joined your hearts together, so that, by His Grace, you became brethren (in Islamic Faith), and you were on the brink of a pit of Fire, and He saved you from it. Thus Allah makes His Ayat (proofs, evidences, verses, lessons, signs, revelations, etc.,) clear to you, that you may be guided.

Surat Ali Imran verses 102-103 / Muhsin Khan Translation


Growing Castiel - part 1

I cherish the idea of an overprotecting Gabriel towards his siblings, especially Castiel.

I like to think Gabriel is the kind to worry so much about his family behind his casual and disinterested-like behavior, that he actually fled from Heaven because he couldn’t stand seeing his brethren tear each other apart. ಥ_ಥ 

So, as I absolutely adore Cas and Gabriel and felt they had some sort of a strong brotherhood, here is the first part of small drawings representing them throughout Castiel’s growth.  ・:*:・◝(˙꒳˙)◜・:*:・

5 graphic novels we’re reading this weekend


It’s springtime at Sheffield University—the flowers are blooming, the birds are singing, and fast-pals Susan, Esther, and Daisy continue to survive their freshman year of university. Susan is barely dealing with her recent breakup with McGraw, Esther is considering dropping out of school, and Daisy is trying to keep everyone and everything from falling apart! Combined with house- hunting, indie film festivals, and online dating, can the girls make it to second year? Collects issues #13-16.

LUCIFER Vol. 2: Father Lucifer

After being wrongfully accused of deicide by his angelic brethren, the Prince of Hell undertook an epic quest through the cosmos to clear his name. Now he wants nothing more than to retire to his Los Angeles club, Ex Lux, and drown the world’s sorrows one drink at a time. 

With the throne of Heaven still vacant, archangels are turning on each other in an effort to seize their absent Father’s crown. And since the Lightbringer has no desire to revisit his former kingdom, a vicious power struggle has erupted in the infernal realm, as well.

Caught between chaos above and below, Earth has never been more vulnerable. In order to keep his terrestrial retreat safe from collateral damage, Lucifer must reluctantly rejoin the fight for control over Creation. But as the battle rages, the aftershocks from his Father’s demise are growing stronger and making it clear that some fates really are worse than death.

The saga of the world’s original antihero reaches new heights (and depths) in LUCIFER VOL. 2: FATHER LUCIFER, collecting issues #7-12 of the acclaimed series from author Holly Black (The Spiderwick Chronicles) and artist Lee Garbett (Loki).


Jake just wants to have a nice relaxing weekend without any adventures. Not too much to ask for, right? Too bad the Governor of Ghost-A- Rica has plans of his own and that means releasing his ghost minions to steal the youth of all the citizens in Ooo. It’s a battle for youth, literally! Collects issues #50-54.


Collects Power Man and Iron Fist #6-9, Sweet Christmas Annual #1.

Luke and Danny have only just put the band back together — will CIVIL WAR II tear it apart? Maybe, when Iron Fist finds himself behind iron bars! But who better to get him out of a cage than Power Man? Then again, Luke’s crack team of former criminals may be more of a hindrance than a help! And there’s the small matter of Captain Marvel’s reaction to the Inhuman Ulysses’ prison-break premonition! As for the philosophical disagreement underpinning the conflict rocking the Marvel Universe, our two heroes start out on the same side — but the predictive justice vigilantes Preemptive Strike may just change that! Plus: From Civil War to peace on Earth! It’s Luke’s favorite holiday — but demonic toys might make this a bitter Christmas, not sweet!


This beautifully illustrated and emotional story is an evocative memoir about the search for a better future and a longing for the past. Exploring the anguish of immigration and the lasting effects that displacement has on a child and her family, Bui documents the story of her family’s daring escape after the fall of South Vietnam in the 1970s, and the difficulties they faced building new lives for themselves. At the heart of Bui’s story is a universal struggle: While adjusting to life as a first-time mother, she ultimately discovers what it means to be a parent—the endless sacrifices, the unnoticed gestures, and the depths of unspoken love. Despite how impossible it seems to take on the simultaneous roles of both parent and child, Bui pushes through. With haunting, poetic writing and breathtaking art, she examines the strength of family, the importance of identity, and the meaning of home. In what Pulitzer Prize–winning novelist Viet Thanh Nguyen calls “a book to break your heart and heal it,” The Best We Could Do brings to life Thi Bui’s journey of understanding, and provides inspiration to all of those who search for a better future while longing for a simpler past.

Reclusiarch Merek Grimaldus is a veteran of a score of successful Black Templars Crusades.

The Chaplain was raised from his Marshal’s Sword Brethren and inducted into the mysteries of the Reclusiam after the Battle of Fire and Blood. Such was his faith and devotion to the Emperor that the Chaplains saw in the young Grimaldus the making of a powerful warrior priest.

He took his vows before the broken Sword of Dorn aboard the Battle Barge Eternal Crusader and has since justified the Chaplains’ faith, zealously leading the warriors of the Black Templars in battle.

Excuse me, sir or madam, do you have a moment to talk about our lord and savior, Sunshine Banjo Face?

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There’s No Hope

Billy wants revenge. He is a pirate and he has just been betrayed by ALL of his pirate brethren. Right now is the beginning of his T.I. desent. This man spends the rest of his life hiding from Silver, so much so that he pays people to look out for him…20 years after these events currently. He literally lives in hiding in very specific places where he can watch the sea.

This is his death..

“  A few days later, a blind pirate known only as Pew reaches the inn, and Bones is plainly terrified. Pew slips a black spot into Bones’s hand and departs. As Bones looks at the black spot, he screams. Immediately, he suffers a second stroke and dies.”

he’s also very much afraid of his own crew because he knows he’s a hunted man. 

Now does this sound like a man who is going to use Madi to strike up a deal with the brits and betray them to return Madi safely to Silver trying to get back in his good graces? 

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Billy is going to switch sides to get his ass out of Nassau now that the Spanish have come or try to get a pardon from Woodes. He has every intention of fucking over Silver. Yes he knows Silver will be angry which is why after he does what he do he goes on the run!!!!! lol. He most likely is going to drop all the beans to Woodes about the cache and Madi and Woodes will use her to get his hands on it. He DOES need to restore Nassau after the spanish leave. My only thing is, what will Billy say to Woodes about what to do with her after or before he gets the cache. Silver turned him over to Billy’s “enemies” and allowed them to beat him. He may choose to do the same as payback. 

Now is it possible things go further than he anticipated? Possibly, but from what I know of the character this is when he goes to the point of no return. I jst hope she isn’t raped. The Spanish liked to rape. Or maybe worst. Flint doesn’t agree to the rescue plan or something and as retaliation she is abused. I know she isn’t dying. After the fake-out, she is with 100% certainty LJS wife from the books. Something is going to happen to make her want to leave Nassau.

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Rangers are found far from the safety and comfort of castles and cities. They are found in the wilds, often as defenders of remote villages or scouts of advancing armies. Rangers wear light armor for travel and wield an assortment of weaponry to handle any situation. They are some of the most skilled hunters ever known, and no prey can escape them.

Musketeer: Riflemen who master firearms and tend to excel in warfare. They can be found in battalions or in mounted combat, bringing death from a new  age.

Archer: One of the oldest professions of long ranged combat, archers are experts with a bow. They can often fire volleys of arrows, enough to block out the sun.

Engineer: Engineers rely on technology to ensure complete control of the battlefield. Using a variety of traps, machines and explosives, no one doubts the efficiency of an engineer.

Frozen in his Fate

So this little ficlet is for the very lovely @mysteryprof​ for their birthday. I am terribly sorry for not getting this to you earlier, but I had a busy day! Hope your birthday was fun!!! Enjoy, my dear!!!

Prompt: Hanzo’s Demon skin from the Halloween Terror event

It had been many years, decades even, since the demon had let himself become attached to another creature. Attachment led to fondness, and fondness led to weakness… and weakness could be exploited by those who would wish to control him. So this particular demon dwelled apart from his brethren, those he used to consider family. Alone, he felt safe. Alone, the demon felt at peace.

The demon chuckled to himself. ‘A demon at peace with itself… preposterous…’ he thought while staring up at the cold winter moon. “There is no peace for those damned beyond redemption,” he murmured to the barren forest as a light snow began to fall among the trees.

The demon looked down at his arm, at the tattoo snaking up from the wrist onto his chest. The design was a reminder of the demon’s late blood brother. By branding his very skin with his brother’s face, the demon would always be reminded of what he had done to his brother, to their family.

But that had been many centuries ago, and by now both brothers had come to terms with what they had become. Yet that did not mean that the demon regretted his actions, his mistakes. For years now, he had been searching for something to finally end their everlasting torment; even if he knew his destiny was already set in stone, he still searched.

The demon sighed as he closed his eyes, remembering the agonies he had wreaked upon his family all those years ago. He would never forget the monstrous shadows he saw in the fires consuming his family’s home. The cries of helpless nobles from atop the highest temple floor and the echoing wails of servants trapped behind walls of fire… and it was in those flames that he saw what he had become. Those were the flames he had pushed his brother into… only to see the younger man emerge from the inferno, his dragon’s aura flickering around his body…


A howl ripped through the calm winter air, pulling the demon back into the present. He looked up, the emptiness of his eyes reflecting the moon’s harsh light. “So this fool is back… again,” he growled quietly as he readied himself for a fight. Ever since that night, the demon did not enjoy any sort of hostile engagement. Losing his dragons might have had more of an impact on his abilities than the demon would like to admit, but he still was able to take down his prey.

A shadow slipped into the demon’s view, moving low across the ground until it was a few meters away from where the demon stood. He looked at the mysterious shadow warily, slowly preparing to fire an arrow from his Hellbow. The shadow jerkily moved to stand on two legs, its face suddenly struck by the moonlight. The demon tightened his grip on his bow, memories flooding back to him all too quickly.

A man, his brown eyes twinkling as a laugh sounded from his lips… The moon reflecting off the mirrored surface of a lake deep in the woods… Night after of night of unbridled passion… The dark walls of the cave echoing the sounds they made together… Running his hands through his partner’s soft hair… Breathing in the scents of the forest that always seemed to cling to his lover’s clothes…

Long tangled locks of matted hair fell past the man’s face, blood dripping from his mouth. He looked up at the demon, the pleading look in his eyes quickly succumbing to one of ravenous hunger and insatiable lust. “Ya should know by now that ya can’t ever run from me, darlin’… I’ll always sniff out that sweet scent of yours,” the beastly man snarled at the demon, a nasty grin spreading across his face.

The demon sighed again, earning a chuckle from the other. “What, nothin’ to say to me, sugar? How long has it been, a few years?” The man slowly began to walk towards the demon, each of his words laced with venomous intent.

The demon bowed his head slightly, taking a shallow breath before speaking softly. “You are not the first beast they have sent to kill me, nor will you be the last,” he said, raising his gaze to meet his former lover’s bloodshot eyes. ‘Dead eyes…’ he mused to himself as he drew back the arrow he had nocked not moments before.

The demon’s voice was barely above a whisper as he spoke, but he knew the other man could hear it perfectly.

“You are already dead.”

The arrow flew straight and true, as all his shots did. The beast that was once the most precious person to him fell to the icy ground with a dull thud. The demon stood there for a moment staring at the body before turning and walking deeper into the frozen forest, his mantra  repeating over in his mind.

‘With every death, comes honor. With honor, redemption.’

Annnnnd the LeTourneau clan. This is their lot. It’s yuge! It has five separate huts! And a gorge running through it! And it has, get this, RUNNING WATER! And stuff like a bubble blower, two hot springs, exercise machines, a bar, actual honest-to-God showers, and actual honest-to God beds! 

It was the premade villagers’ community lot, but now it’s residential. I gave it to Rafael (and his brethren) because, honestly, I have a soft spot for his awkward little self. So, why not give him the luxe-est lot on the island, right?

  • France: Angleterre, help me and Matthew with this thing.
  • England: No! why would I help you?
  • France: Because you love me.
  • England: No. I don't!
  • France: That's not what you were saying last night when you sere screaming my na-
  • England: I was screaming your name because Alfred was trying to jump off the roof to join his "eagle brethren," and Matthew wouldn't help because he was too busy laughing!
  • France: Ah... But you were screaming it. *suggestive wink*