I totally did not get reminded that my adventures with superman season 3 is airing tonight at 12AM...Nah! Anyway some old art and a new quick messy sketch of the trio to celebrate!

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I totally did not get reminded that my adventures with superman season 3 is airing tonight at 12AM...Nah! Anyway some old art and a new quick messy sketch of the trio to celebrate!
Whipped up a real quick phone wallpaper for myself. Some kryptonians and their silly humans
The sillies are coming back this weekend!!!!!!!!
“We’re gonna teach you how to play catch. It’s a Kent family tradition! And you’re family.”
Who else is ready for season 3 💙
A Pizza Party
Chapter 3 Hawkins, Indiana - Circa March 21st, 1986. - Henderson Residence - Night -
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Setting down a now-empty paper plate that now has crumbs from a piece of pizza, Eddie lets out a small belch as he wipes his mouth with a nearby napkin in satisfaction of the meal. “Boy, Dominos sure knows how to make a good pie,” he says while running his fingers through Tews fur, the kitten purring in contentment.
“You can say that again!” Dustin said his voice echoed from the kitchen, where he and Mike were fetching a couple more slices for themselves. They tried to offer Chrissy another, but she softly declined, saying one was enough for her.
Speaking of Chrissy, Eddie noticed she was doing that wringing thing with her hands again. “Hey.” He whispered, tapping her shoulder and getting her attention as she looked over with a nervous expression. “You ok? You seem a bit more…antsy since the van ride. Was the pizza not good?” “Yeah, I’m alright,” she replied, hesitating for a moment before continuing. “Just eager to get to your place is all…no, no, it’s not the pizza. It was good.” Eddie furrowed his brows slightly, not fully believing she was telling the truth, but also not wanting to push things too much.
He let out a small sigh and put on his signature toothy smirk. “You’re very welcome, m’lady. And I can assure you that we will carry on to our next destination soon.” “After I make sure those two sheepies in there will be alright for the night, and-”He stood up with a grunt and pulled out a blunt plus a lighter from his back pocket.
“I deal with a little *business* myself outside. Be back soon, just sit tight!”
Eddie gives her a small wink as he steps out the front door, closing it gently behind him. In the meantime, Chrissy looks up in surprise as Dustin returns, plopping down onto the couch with a fresh pizza slice. But it turns out he had another plate and was slowly pushing it on the table towards her. An embarrassed smirk on his face. “Sorry, in all the excitement over pizza and talking with Mike about our recent campaign, I forgot that you said you didn’t want another,” he mumbled. “I tried to pawn it off on our paladin, but he said no. If you really don’t want it, I’ll take it bac-” “No, it’s fine. Thank you, Dustin.” Chrissy said, reaching for the plate but wincing a bit as she did so. Seeing her discomfort, he pulled back and set the slice off to the side. “On second thought, I’m sure I can make room in the fridge for it. Save it for later!” he gave his own toothy smile, albeit covered with braces. Chrissy stared momentarily in surprise, then simply nodded in understanding.
For a few minutes, things were fine. Dustin and Mike enjoyed their slices, and Chrissy quietly sat, petting Tews, who had chosen her as a “replacement Eddie” while he was outside. It wasn’t until Tews let out a small hiss, scrabbled his way from underneath a now tightened grip onto the floor, and ran out of the room that things started to go wrong. Glancing over, Mike’s eyes widened as he saw Chrissy’s eyes begin to roll back in her head. He nudged Dustin in the side and pointed over to her, the other teen joining him in wide-eyed surprise. Not saying a word as they set their plates down, Mike was the first one to step forward. Going over to the armchair, he crouched down and took her by the shoulders, beginning to shake gently. Then a bit harder. “Chrissy? Hey Chrissy, can you hear me?!” "Chrissy! Chrissy, wake up!” Dustin echoed, standing himself as Mike continued to shake the unresponsive girl. This continued for a few moments, each call only being met with silence as Chrissy convulsed, her eyes still rolled back. “Chrissy! Chrissy, you’re scaring us. Come on!” Mike tried again. “Mike, I don’t think that’s worki-" Dustin said, his voice dying in his throat as she started floating into the air. “What the hell?” Mike blurted, scrambling back on the floor in shock. Dustin crouched down and helped him up. Together they watched in growing horror as Chrissy was lifted higher and slammed with a deathing crack into the ceiling. With little warning, her bones started to crack and snap in unholy ways, from her arms, legs, and jaw. That wasn’t the worst of it, though, as a silent sucking sound could be heard in the room. Then, as if they never existed, her eyes just vanished…like they were sucked right out of her skull, leaving deep black voids. As soon as it began, it was over, and she fell to the floor with a sickening thump. The response to all this from the two witnesses? Loud gut-wrenching screams of cold terror, as both boys fell onto the floor, scrambling back together as far away from the now dead body. One twisted, mangled, and…without eyes. Leaving two teenagers frozen in fear of what they had just witnessed. _______________________________________________________________ Author Note:
It's slow, but I've managed to get the next couple of chapters written up, so this is the first part! I've given up the plan to do art for each chapter; I might draw some scenes here and there, depending on how I feel. Hope you enjoy and stay well! Remember to drink water too, of course. Also, since this update is in June, Happy Pride Month!!
Part 1 Here Part 2 Here
At long last, I have gotten the motivation to post this after *THREE MONTHS* more than originally planned. The first couple of chapters of my season 4 rewrite idea fanfic are here, along with some art I made for it. It would've come out sooner, but these past few months have been extra busy. Anyway, enjoy, and please let me know what you think!! Also, the show may be over, and while I didn't quite…love the finale per se, I do know that it was a reminder of why fanfiction/fanart/fandoms exist, and that is wonderful.
Unexpected Discovery -
Hawkins, Indiana - Circa March 21st, 1986. - Hawkins High School - Night - Chapter 1
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The Hell-Fire Club emerged from the school doors, buzzing with excitement, celebrating a recently won DND campaign with high-fives and playful shoves.
Erica Sinclair, Aka “Lady Applejack,” beamed with a smile on her face as she walked beside two other club members, Dustin Henderson and Mike Wheeler. This smile faded when she spotted her older brother, Lucas Sinclair, staring right in their direction, shock on his face as the rest of the basketball team celebrated around him.
Without warning, she stopped, making Dustin and Mike halt in their tracks, confusion growing on their faces. “Listen, that whole campaign was fun and all,” she said quickly,
“But I think I can find my own way back to my mom’s car just fine. See you two later. And next time, if there’s going to be an interrogation sprung on me out of nowhere, there better be a reward that begins with Ice and ends with cream.” “What? But Steve doesn’t even work at Scoo- Erica, Erica!” Dustin calls after her, his words trailing off into a heavy sigh as Mike kicks at the ground beside him, and both of them watch her leave.
“Well, that was odd,” Dustin mumbled, “But thank goodness I thought of the only other person we know that actually likes DND. Right, Mike! Uh, Mike?” he says, poking a finger into Mike’s shoulder until the other boy slapped his hand away.
“Yeah, yeah, for sure, but look over there. Doesn’t that seem weird to you?” Mike questioned, “Eddie’s Van just sitting there by the trees? I could’ve sworn it wasn’t in that spot before we went inside.”
Dustin turned his gaze in the direction that his friend was looking, only to spot none other than Chrissy Cunningham knocking, then waiting by the side of the van, looking nervous.
“Ohhh yeah, that’s super weird, but this is Eddie dude.” Dustin scoffed, “I’m sure whatever is going on there’s a reasonable explanation, and- Mike? Mike, where are you going?”
“We just went through this with Erica, come back, man!” he exclaimed, running after him. Getting the feeling of being watched, Eddie Munson glanced over to see Mike making his way towards him and Chrissy, with Dustin following not too far behind.
Pushing down any surprise he felt at seeing both of them approaching, he put on his best ‘totally not shocked to see you’ face with a small smirk. “Ah, Wheeler, Henderson. I see you have noticed us,” he said with ease. “I guess we were not as inconspicuous as I thought, but I assume you’re wondering what’s going on.” " I can’t blame you for that, or lie so may as well come clean,” he added, sweeping a hand gently towards Chrissy, who gave a little wave. “Miss Cunningham and I were just about to make an earlier ‘business deal’ final, if you catch my drift,” he elaborated, glancing back to see the look of growing shock on the younger teen’s faces.
The older teens quietly watched as a bunch of aimless babble came from Dustin, while Mike just stared, most likely trying to process the subtext behind Eddie’s words. “Yes, yes, I know it comes as quite a shock,” Eddie mumbled,
“I, too, was surprised at Chrissy’s request. However, since you now know, and it wouldn’t be the best if anyone else knew, given that I’m not so well-liked by Jason and his team, I have an idea.” “We go back to Henderson’s place for a celebratory pizza party over Vecnas’ defeat, then Chrissy and I head out for the evening! What do you say?” he suggested, looking around at all three to hear opinions.
Dustin and Mike nodded eagerly at the mention of pizza, while Chrissy gave a small but also agreeing nod. “Perfect! If you’re both ready, we should get going,” said Eddie, opening up the passenger door for Chrissy, who obliged. After it was closed, Dustin piped up, “Is there any room for our bikes in the back?” “Should be, but it’ll be a tight fit with you two back there as well,” Eddie replied, scampering off to retrieve the bikes in question. Once the bikes were loaded alongside their owners, the van sped off into the night, away from the school, towards the Henderson Residence. Part 2 Here
Thought I'd reblog this to boost it a bit!
"you're just like a river."
I think when Eddie is out of town, which happens with a degree of frequency given that he's a musician, Steve is sad, but fine. He has a routine. Running every morning, work, going to the local park and cafe on his off days.
He misses Eddie like a limb, but he knows how to be on his own.
If, for any reason, Steve has to be gone while Eddie is home, it's another story. Eddie is a feral, wilted chihuahua. He's showing up at everyone's house, lamenting about being left alone. He sleeps on the couch just to be dramatic. He sends Steve postcards every day, even if most of the trips are too short for any of them to actually reach him.
Steve has learned to brace himself when he opens the door, ready for Eddie to leap into his arms and, more than likely, lick his face.
It's a whole thing.
if the sinclairs have no fans im dead
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I was feeling indulgent so I drew this. April fools Mikey, you are universally beloved.
April fools post
It was all a dreaaaam~ April Fools!! I know I promised a regular chapter today but I couldn't pass up on the opportunity to do a roll reversal on the prank holiday.
Masterpost
I was getting baby mikey withdrawal since i don't get to draw him in the comic
Toddler Mutant Ninja Turtles AU
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Based on the scrapped rottmnt episode:
Mikey's gets to be the oldest when his brothers turn into turtle toddlers after getting zapped by an immortal mutant jellyfish bank robber. Does he have what it takes to get his brother's back to normal while also dealing with the strange challenges of eldest brotherhood?