Tag: inspired by fanfiction

scifigrl47:

grumpycakes:

“You always were.”

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Story it’s from  Specific chapter

A messed up #86 from the Fallen Zepher Palette

I always remember that Steve was the first one to pick DJ up, the first human to human contact that DJ had, because Tony was still in a state of “WTF WHY IS THAT HERE DON’T TOUCH IT IT MIGHT BE DANGEROUS OH GOD WHAT DO I DO HERE?” and Steve’s immediate response was, ‘crying kid = pick him up.’

I think DJ remembers that.  That in that moment of fear and uncertainty, when he didn’t know who he was and he was absolutely getting assaulted with sensory information that he had no way to process, Steve picked him up and wrapped him in a blanket and held him until he stopped crying.

luckyraeve:

How They Make You A Weapon – Shave & a Haircut

My comic version of a scene from monicawoe’s brilliant Winter Soldier story. The top half of page #1 is a VERY condensed recap of Chapters 1 and 2 of her story. The rest of the comic is the first part of Chapter 3. Sorry for not splitting that last page in two for easier reading. I forgot about Tumblr’s  ‘10 photo’ limit. *facepalm*

Here’s what it says:
The light turns red. An alarm sounds…and the vent spews more gas into the room.

How They Make You A Weapon can be read HERE. *whispers* [Go read it. Seriously, it’s amazing. It inspired me to get off my lazy ass and draw a comic, for Buck’s sake! I haven’t drawn a comic in 5 million years!!!]

As for my artistic choices, the rendering style and colour scheme are based on my previous drawings inspired by HTMYAW, since folks seemed to like them a bunch. Hopefully, you like this one too. 😀

My previous arts can be found at my HTMYAW tag and at HowTheyMakeYouAWeapon.tumblr.com .

copperbadge:

licoriceplease:

copperbadge:

Ironfries’ TWELVE TINY STEBES. I named them.

(ETA because there seems to be some confusion: This is not my art or even my idea. The art is by Ironfries, the concept comes from Valtyr, all of which is at the above link.)

Important information: Carl and Grant are both girls. Well, they liked the names and Tony wasn’t aware when he let them pick their names.

Also, Ian’s name is actually Iannosaurus Rex. Tony was going around the table at snacktime asking the kids what names they wanted and Steve was suggesting good solid BORING names and Tony was like “You, number nine, what do you want to be called?”

Nine: VELOCIRAPTOR!
Steve: No.
Tony: Papa’s absolutely right, kiddo, we can’t call you Velociraptor, it starts with a V, not an I.
Nine: TYRANNOSAURUS.
Steve: We can’t name him after a dinosaur, Tony.
Tony: Of course we can, sport, it’s not like it’s going to be you or me who has to give the name to hotel clerks and restaurant hosts in twenty years. Nine, you can’t be Tyrannosaurus, it has to start with I or the whole system goes to pot. What if we call you Iannosaurus?
Nine: IANNOSAURUS REX.
Tony: Done. Papa can call you Ian if he wants. Ten my darling, do you want to be Jerrydactyl?
Ten: I don’t like dinofaurf.
Steve: Joseph.
Tony: What?
Steve: It was my father’s name. He can be Joseph.
Ten: Okay. Wanna be Jofef.
Tony: This parenting business is much easier than I imagined. You’re a natural, Papa.

So it has taken FOREVER

but I have finished my fic based on this (and the other) post!

OMG GUYS IT’S AWESOME GO READ IT

ironfries DID YOU SEE