Aug 9, 2020
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Had to draw some #gowron #sonofm'rel always remember those eyes! #klingon #startrek #nextgeneration #chancelorgowron #klingonempire #irishartist https://www.instagram.com/p/CDr6w1ADcuM/?igshid=1pvvo2a8oj8qs
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Omg. Cortez wins. But pietro fuckboy maximoff has a nice ring to it.
CONGRATS, FABIAN
YOU BEAT MAGNUSSON AT *SOMETHING*
JUST
NOT AT SOMETHING ANYONE SHOULD EVER WANT TO WIN AT
hahah, it does! And at least Pietro is actually *successful* in getting laid! We’ve never seen any evidence of that for Fabian =D
Very, very sketchy, but I didn't want to risk cleaning it up, I might lose the expression on Pietro's face and I LOVE IT SO MUCH As soon as I wrote this scene, I had to draw it http://thecorteztwins.tumblr.com/post/113920302261/what-if-anne-marie-had-come-back-to-life-during And I totally etting the phrase "cock-mongling ass taxi" from here (though the addition of "goat-blowing" was my own idead!=D) http://waitingforthet.tumblr.com/day/2014/03/10 Tagging sonofm cuz I feel like they might enjoy this
The founding Acolytes, once dead, now mysteriously revived, made their home in a highly isolated and mobile base. And today, Fabian had needed to get out of there, or he was going to kill his teammates...AGAIN. In fact, only reason he hadn't done so already (for the second time) is that he was afraid they'd just come back AGAIN and this time they'd remember who their ORIGINAL murderer was...and then they'd probably have things in mind for their 'leader' that were a lot nastier than death.
So, yeah, rather than murder, he had decided to just leave when Chrome and Anne Marie put on that song about snakes and posteriors for 128th time. He'd said he was taking the dog for a walk (they'd picked up a little dachshund named Brat who lived on the base with them) but neglected to mention for how long and how far away from base.
The answer being 'really far'. As in 'back to actual civilization' far. As in 'city sidewalk' far.
And who else on that sidewalk should Brat choose to run up to and start sniffing (it wasn't just horrid coincidence, Brat lived with four mutants and now he associated the smell of one with being a friend) but probably one of the last people Fabian needed knowing he was alive right now next to the X-Men and Magneto himself.
"Oh---"
The string of Spanish swear words that came out of his mouth didn't have an exact English equivalent, but it was roughly the sort of thing that could get you banned from 4chan or even the Internet altogether.
....the dog probably wouldn't come back if he murdered him, right?
I still visibly flinch every time I go on your blog expecting 'Going the Distance' to start blaring out of my speakers. That is how long I've been following you.
Pressure
It had been a long time since she felt it this strong. After years of repressing and pretending she wasn't a mutant it just sort of... faded into the background, That was why her heart was pounding frantically and her eyes were continually scanning the surrounding area. Because she could feel it. And she knew something was wrong.
Darcy, at a young age, could always tell the temperament of a room. She could tell when something was going to happen and she could tell when she shouldn't trust someone. She'd once been told it was a sort of telepathy but she'd been seventeen at the time and didn't trust the strange bald man talking to her.
She still didn't trust it and still denied it violently but she knew when to pay attention. Which is why she started shouting thirty seconds before it happened. "Move! Everyone move now!" she screamed and started shoving people on the sidewalk into the wall or around the corner. It wasn't too long later that the car sped around the corner and plowed through where those people had just been. The car clipped her shoulder, sending her spinning violently but mostly unharmed. Darcy's heart was pounding as people started to stare.
filiumvelox meets the Crawling Chaos
He chuckled as he stepped from the darkness, his green eyes the first thing to pierce through it. Next was his devilish and simply sadistic smile, with shining, white teeth that shined in the light. He wore a purple dress shirt and black slacks, hands in his pockets as he starred unblinking at the man. On each individual button of his shirt was a strange red symbol, that looked like a red Egyptian eye. "I'll just skip the pleasantries of names, Pietro. Well, at least my name." The man said with a chuckle.