#concern meme

[glitterdragonthegreatprotector]

Someone made a request for me to do a "Delirious Excitement" version of the concerned meme, so I drew both of this guy.

[littleboar]

I couldn’t stand it I had to draw this art

[cutest-raccoon-art]

Here's my contribution to society

[pdfcomic]

Are you the CONCERN guy

Hello yes that’s a meme I drew! good spot. one medal o7

I guess I really have the market cornered on monotone blue sketchy guard cmsrs idk

“Fun” fact: This is not PDF commissar but PDF commissar is totally rocking those sideburns and emoti-skull stayed on as well. Edgy Scar™ sold separately.

So I see this poor guy gets around a LOT, and I have to say I’m cool with it. He’s just out there, quietly worrying about you. Because he can take it, because he’s not a hero. He’s a silent guardian, a watchful protector, a giant dork.

[moistpolenta]

Using discord to make memes be like

[septic-dr-schneep]

"Did someone do this to you" with Jackie and JJ? ~Shambles

“Jameson?”

Judging by the authoritativebark in his tone, Jackieboy had seen what Jameson was doing his best to concealwith the brim of his hat. He froze halfway down the hall to his room, halfwayto escape, his mind flurrying. Had he been walking too quickly? Had he slammedthe front door too hard? Whatever the cause, Jameson could hear the hero slappinghis comic shut and getting up from his seat on the couch.

“Golly, m-my apologies, Jackieboy, but I don’t havetime to chat. I—I’m quite a hot bother in this outfit! I need to pop off intosomething more comfortable,”JJ stammered as he approached, shifting to scurry forward again. Jackieboymanaged to grab his shoulder before he could, spinning him and whisking his hatoff in the same fluid motion.

“Jameson…” he repeated,eyes widening as he tossed the younger Ego’s hat aside and cupped his cheeks,earning a wince as his bruised skin was tilted up for inspection. “What in the…?What is this?”

“Nothing,”Jameson blurted out too quickly, letting the jump of his speech slide betweentheir faces serve as a distraction as he ducked away and pressed a hand overhis cheek, trying to force a smile despite how it ached. “Nothing to concern yourself with, my good fellow! I made a fool’smistake when I was out and about; I’m, ah, I’m still accustoming myself tothose revolving doors in the shops and I tried to walk in at the wrong tick ofthe spin. Tripped over my silly little aglets! It clouted me good and hard andnow I’m—I’m left like this. What a gaffe!”

It was a story he’drehearsed over and over on his walk home, slightly revised, and thanks to howoften he misunderstood modern technology, it was actually viable. But to hisdespair, Jackieboy didn’t seem to accept it. He was tense, as if he were goingto lift his hands to touch him again, but he restrained them by clenching themat his sides and squaring his shoulders as he took a steadying breath.

“Did someone do this toyou?” he questioned directly, his voice unusually calm—unnervingly so. Jameson swallowed, forcibly widening his smiledespite the nervousness stirring in his chest.

“Well, th-there was no one else lodged in therevolving door, so I’d say I did it to myself with my clumsiness—!”

“Jameson Jackson.”

Oh, dear.

None of them ever usedhis full name unless they meant it. It was a promise to follow right on hisheels like a bloodhound until they received an honest answer.

“Did someone do this to me…?” he echoed back, swallowing a second time andnoticeably fidgeting. “W-What if I wereto say that immediately before Ifound myself colliding with the door, there was…well, someone’s hand snaggedabout my collar to…guide me into it?By force.”

At that Jackieboy’seyes darkened and his hand returned to Jameson’s shoulder. It struck himabruptly just how much bigger and stronger the hero was as he steered himtoward the couch.

“I’m getting an icepack for you, JJ, and then you’re tellin’ me what happened. Nothing left out.”

[fevertowrite]

28. Donnie & Leo

‘I’ve got you. I won’t let anything happen to you. Just stay with me, please…’

“Leo,after this can we –.”

“Quiet.” Leo said abruptly, shuttingDonnie up, and grasped the hilts of his katana’s. “I sense something, someone.”

At this, Donnie pulled out his Bo,eyes searching for any threat. Silence embarked the rooftop. No one spoke, andneither of them released their weapons.

Over thirty seconds of tranquility, twentyFootbots sprung out and surrounded the two.

Leo took out his katana blades outfrom his sheathe, and Donnie faced Leo.

“We should call up the guys.” Donnietold him, his gut twisting in unknown pain, and stepped forward to Leo.

“We can handle it, Donnie.” Leoresponded, and before Donnie can answer back, Leo already ascended intothe crowd of Footbots and fought.

“This will not end well.” Donniemuttered to himself, whirling his Bo around before joining Leo.

After blurs of Footbots going down,and more coming, Leo realized something. Donnie’s separated from him. Which wasnever a good sign. Both can’t watch each other’s back.

He swished his Katana’s again,observing the Footbot’s eyes turn grey and collapsed. He was hurting, and asmuch as he wanted to fight, it was going on for too long.

He wanted to retreat until a gurglecry of “ahhh” and a thud and he knew it was too late to leave.Leo’s blue eyes hardened, that scream was from Donnie, and the sound of it, hewas hurt.

“Donnie?” Leo cried out, springingover a Footbot and took advantage of it. He both saw his brother and then leaptoff once more as another Bot came through and slashed his companion in half.

Leo ran across the rooftop, wearinessforgotten, and worry now settling in. He reached across dead bots, and as hepassed over them, he saw his brother on the ground.

“Donnie!” Leo rushed over, butbefore he can check on his wounded brother, he was shoved. Leo fell on theasphalt and his sword slid away from his grasp. He whirled to face ten Footbotsand went on his knees to grab his katana.

Donnie made none reply. He laid onhis back, head tilted up, mouth agape, and limp hand on abdomen, but offered nosigns of getting up.

“Donnie, come on, talk!”

He circled around Donnie, defendinghim away from the Footbots as they sprung forward. Weapons sticking out oftheir sides. Leo dodged and swung his Katana in fierce. His adrenaline pumped,allowing him more strength to fend off the Footbots and to check on his silentbrother.

Already, he’s taken out most. It wasbecoming like a rhythm. Swish, dodge, swish, pufffff. Swish, dodge, swish,pufffff.

 There was a few remaining. AndLeo turned repeatedly to gaze at his fallen brother. Whatever exhaustion he hadwas forgotten, when he saw his brother’s face entwined with pain.



He kicked, turning to slice theFootbot from behind, and blocked the sword in front of him.

“Donnie, come on! Please answer me,bro!” Leo yelled out, exasperated, sweat beaming down his forehead and finishedwhatever Footbots remained. Without hesitation, he dialed for Raph with shakyfingers, pleading for him and Mike to come to the West side of the city wherethey were.

Leo placed the phone on his belt andrushed for his brother. In a turmoil of mixed emotions, Leo collapsed on hisknees where his brother laid.

Donnie’s eyes were open, glazed withtears. Each breath was shallow, but he wasn’t responding.

“Come on, Donnie, speak!” Leo lookedover where Donnie had his hand on his abdomen, and saw the pooling of bloodthrough his fingers, Leo raised Donnie’s hand, and from the heavy amount ofblood, there was a sliced angular cut through his plastron.

“Le… hurts.” Donnie gasped out,blood mixed with saliva running down his chin and winced as a wave of pain camethrough.

Leo removed his blue mask, balled itup, and pressed on the wound. “I’ve got you. I won’t let anything happen toyou. Just stay with me, please…”

Dull, brown eyes were now halfclosed, but he nodded and that was all Leo needed. Leo’s hand, now with hisbrother’s blood, reached for Donnie’s hand. The limp hand slacked, but Leo gaveit a squeeze.

After what felt like hours, Leoheard a rush of footsteps, and a cry from Mikey. He turned his head to see histwo brothers’ and turned back to Donnie. His eyes finally met his, and Leo gave him a warm, shaky smile, knowingeverything will be alright. Donnie was going to be alright.

[skialdi]

I did a messy thing Sorey = 😓 @puppede/@elysalark