Little doodle of Jayce! I'm still working on him (especially on his face)
I'm really excited to draw more Flambert and start drawing some Grace Rayland and JayVik fanart for this pride!
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Little doodle of Jayce! I'm still working on him (especially on his face)
I'm really excited to draw more Flambert and start drawing some Grace Rayland and JayVik fanart for this pride!

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earlier this week Twitter user ppuccin0 tweeted about a fashion article that advised against tops with large floral patterns, saying the wearer was in danger of looking like a "ăăăłăăŁăăŻăă°ăă," or a "romantic auntie." the tweet went viral with many agreeing that a "romantic auntie" sounded like a very nice thing to aspire to be, and some even posted illustrations or photos tagged with the trend
illustration by Toyota Yuu (author of Cherry Magic)
illustration by 141shkw/Sora Midori (author of Beautiful Curse)
photos by Takinami Yukari (author of Motokare Mania and Watashi-tachi wa Mutsuu Ren'ai ga Shitai or "We Want A Painless Romance")
illustration by m:m (mangaka of Matataki no End Roll)
illustration by ooinuai (mangaka of Onikui Kitan)
illustration by ma2 (mangaka of The Reason We Fall In Love)
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Twitter user WomeGa55 drew some art of âRomance Auntie x Combat Auntieâ
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"The blood of the flesh, given to thee, pray, we call upon you, oh Great Tree, oh Creator of Life, forgive us our sins..." the man choked out an endless stream of near-senseless ramblings that sounded an.. awful lot like a prayer. Grace was being prayed to.
"Oh, gosh, this is very disorienting," He wheezed, awkwardly trying to pull away from the man's iron grip on his jumpsuit.
"GRACE WHAT HAPPENING, QUESTION?"
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Thank you to everyone who gave feedback about if I should post wips or not! (pretty much everyone said to do it lol) Here is a wip as a reward! :3
There'll be statues of him all over the place.
Statues of Grace with his new familly and his students
Fighting to stay alive
Close ups!

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more idlings from my villain Robert AU..... He has the presence of a haunted abandoned city. Am I making sense. Is this thing on? Does anyone see the vision? This man is haunted.

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Biblically accurate Ryland Grace from Ryan Gosling himself.
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Just realised I forgot to share anything about this other Dispatch fic/AU idea of mine:
Post-game, after everything with Shroud is finally over and Robert's left in the fun little emotional wasteland of having achieved his revenge and still somehow not being fixed, he and the Z-Team respond to what should be a normal call. Instead, they get there and find a confused man at the scene who very much should not be there, because everyone knows he died 41 years ago.
Itâs Bobby Robertson.
As in Robert Robertson.
As in the original Mecha Man, Mecha Man Prime, Robertâs grandfather. The man the whole family legacy started with. The man history says died in an explosion fighting a villain decades before Robert was even born.
(NOTE: Iâm calling this an AU because I know the prequel comics apparently give at least some brief mention of what actually happened to Bobby, but I donât have access to those right now and this version is more fun for me.)
Except it turns out he didnât die. Not exactly. The explosion sent him and the villain he was fighting forward in time. So now Bobby is here, 36 years old, only 5 years older than Robert, still carrying the last moments of his old life like they happened yesterday, and Robert is left standing there with the living version of a family legend he only ever knew as a dead hero.
Which is a problem, because Robert was already quietly considering being done with Mecha Man for good. Not in a dramatic way. Not even in a way he was fully admitting to himself, but the thought was there. After Shroud, after getting revenge, after the suit being damaged and rebuilt and damaged again, after everything, Robert started wanting to live more than he wanted to die in the armor. He has friends now. He has the Z-Team. He has Flambae, because yes this is post-game Flambert and they are very much together, even if Robert is being deeply normal and emotionally well adjusted about having a boyfriend, which is to say not at all. He has a life that's starting to look like something beyond the suit.
And then the original Mecha Man shows up. So now Robert has to deal with the fact that he wants to quit while standing face to face with the man who started it all.
The thing is, Bobby is not what Robert expected. He's not some grand marble statue of heroic legacy. He's a mechanic, a gearhead, a little obsessive, a little too capable of vanishing into a project until the rest of the world falls away, warm but flawed, funny in this very practical dad way, and completely horrified to learn what happened after he disappeared. He never wanted Robbie to become Mecha Man. He definitely never wanted Robbie to raise Robert to become Mecha Man. As far as Bobby is concerned, the suit was never meant to be a family curse.
Which is where the real meat of the fic is. Robert and Bobby end up having all these painful, complicated conversations about Robbie, because they're both grieving completely different versions of the same man. Bobby remembers Robbie as his 14 year old son. Robert remembers Robbie as his father, the man who pushed him into the suit, the man whose love Robert could never fully separate from duty and expectation. Bobby wants to know who his son became. Robert doesn't know how to tell him without feeling like he's betraying the dead. Chase is also tangled up in this because he's the only person around who knew Robbie as an adult without being his father or his son, and he doesn't entirely trust Bobby at first because, frankly, Robertson men have historically not been great for Robert. The whole thing becomes this emotional autopsy of the Mecha Man legacy.
Bobby built the first armor with his own father, but it wasn't even supposed to be a superhero suit at first. It started as a construction and disaster relief project to help people. Something that could let ordinary, nonpowered people survive dangerous situations. Then Bobbyâs father died in a meta attack, and Bobby turned the armor into Mecha Man because he wanted to prove that people without powers were not helpless, that they could still protect others.
And then Bobby disappeared. And Robbie turned Mecha Man into inheritance. And Robert turned Mecha Man into survival.
So Bobby has to sit with the fact that something he created out of grief and hope became the thing that swallowed his son and then his grandson. And Robert has to sit with the fact that the original Mecha Man is not disappointed in him for wanting out. If anything, Bobby is devastated that Robert ever felt trapped in it at all.
There's also the time travel grief of it all, because Bobby cannot go home. He keeps trying to treat it like a problem he can solve, like a machine he can repair if he just finds the right part, but eventually it hits him that his wife is gone, his son is gone, his friends are gone, and the world kept going without him. His wife did live long enough for Robert to know her, which means Robert becomes Bobbyâs only real bridge to the life she had after him, but that is its own kind of awful because Robert only knew her as a kid. Bobby wants a husbandâs answers from a grandsonâs memories.
Meanwhile Robert is dealing with Bobby being this weirdly paternal presence despite being barely older than him, and also with the horrible realization that Bobby is more accepting of Robert being with Flambae than Robbie ever would have been. Which doesn't magically fix anything. It actually makes some things worse, because it means Robbieâs toxic masculinity and obsession with heirs and legacy were not just inevitable Robertson traits. They were choices. Or at least wounds Robbie chose to pass on.
The villain is also tied into all of this, because he's basically Bobbyâs dark mirror. He was born unpowered too, and he also wanted to protect ordinary people. But instead of building armor to inspire and protect them, he built a machine to give people powers. His own power ended up being matter absorption, and he kidnapped his daughter to give her powers too because he genuinely thought he was protecting her. Still killed people in the process, though, so you know. Good intentions, horrifying execution.
When he comes into the present, he eventually gets his hands on Shroudâs augment tech. The problem is that without Shroud, the tech is faulty and broken. Shroud was the one who made it work. Without him, it starts destabilizing the villainâs powers until he's no longer fully in control of himself. His matter absorption starts going haywire. He starts devouring everything around him, not as some clean evil master plan, but because he stacked one unstable power source on top of another and now can't stop.
At the same time, Robert is dealing with the Astral Pulse acting up. Royd realizes that if Robert keeps pushing it too hard, it's going to explode. Very badly. Which is basically Robertâs whole life turned into a power source: this damaged inheritance he keeps forcing to work because he thinks he has to.
So in the climax, when the villain is on the verge of becoming a world ending problem, Robert makes a call. He grabs him in the Mecha Man Blue suit and flies him up into the atmosphere, pushing the Astral Pulse past its limits so it will vaporize the villain completely.
Everyone thinks he's sacrificing himself.
He is not.
That's the important part. Robert is not planning to die. He knows the suit is done, he knows Mecha Man is done. But he also knows his friends will come after him. He ejects, trusting them to catch him, and when they do, when everyone is furious and terrified and ready to scream at him for apparently trying to martyr himself, he just quietly says, âI knew youâd catch me.â
Which is maybe the biggest thing Robert can say at that point. Because this time, he did not choose death. He chose to trust someone else with his life.
The suit is destroyed. Completely. Mecha Man Blue dies in that explosion, and the public believes the man inside died too. Robert lets them believe it, because honestly, Mecha Man really is dead. The mantle is gone. The machine is gone. The family curse is finally over.
And when Robert starts apologizing to Bobby for destroying the suit, for ending Mecha Man, for destroying the thing Bobby and his father made together, Bobby just hugs him and tells him he's happy Robert is alive.
Which is what Robert always needed to hear.
Not that the mission was worth it. Not that the legacy was preserved. Not that Mecha Man would be proud.
Just that Robert lived, and that matters more.
In the end, Bobby stays in the future and starts building a new life. He studies modern mechanics and works toward finally making his and his fatherâs original dream real. Specialized armor for construction workers and emergency services. Not superhero armor. Not another Mecha Man. Something meant for teams, for rescue, for ordinary people surviving dangerous work.
Robert remains a full time dispatcher. He's not Mecha Man anymore, and there are still days where the guilt tries to sneak back in, but he's learning that guiding his team from the chair still counts. He helps Bobby with projects sometimes, he and Flambae move in together, he starts picking up hobbies just because he likes them, which is maybe the most shocking development of all.
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You know what I think would hurt really bad be really fun? If every time Immortal!Robert dies, he comes back in little bits and pieces. The time it takes for everything to kick back on after he regains consciousness variesâsometimes itâs so quick that heâs up and fighting again without blinking, and sometimes itâs ten minutes. Once, it was the longest half-hour of his life. But everything comes back on in more or less the same order. Picture it:
His hearing is always the first sense to come back. That never changes.Â
The first thing he hears is the weeping. Someoneâs sobbing, another personâs whimpering softly, someone else is cursing bitterly. Thereâs a lot of sniffling.Â
âChad.â Prismâs voice, hoarse and wet. The rest of the team must have arrived some time after he was already dead. âYou gotta let them take him, baby. Heâs gone.âÂ
âFuck off!â Flambae snarls right next to Robertâs ear. If his muscles were working, he wouldâve jumped.Â
Flambae was holding Robertâs hand when he died. Robert remembers his eyes, wide and panicked, frantically scanning the distance for help before finally locking onto Robertâs. Robert hated having to watch it sink inâthe knowledge that help wouldnât come quick enough, that it was going to be too late.Â
âHe told me to wait,â Flambae continues, his voice brittle and tight, âso thatâs what Iâm fucking doing.âÂ
Ah, thatâs right. Robert didnât actually manage to get much outâtalking was incredibly difficult at the timeâbut he remembers trying to beg Flambae to wait for him to wake up again. He didnât want to come back in a morgue and have to track them all down to tell them he wasnât really dead. It's much better to do it with all of them gathered in one place.
As much as his instincts revolt at the idea of anyone else knowing his oldest secret, itâs inevitable now. Robert can't just die and then show up for work in the morning alive. And besides, hearing them nowâWaterboy crying, Visi cursing viciously, Prismâs voice shakingâhe finds himself wishing heâd just bitten the bullet and told them before.Â
Next is his eyesight, although sometimes itâs hard to tell exactly when it comes back if he happened to die with his eyes closed.Â
He must have died with his eyes open this time. He thinks he can vaguely remember turning them to the sky at the last possible moment, so Flambae wouldnât have to watch the light leave them. A last minute apology for making him witness Robert's death.
Though he canât move or focus his eyes yet, Robert can see his team well enough. He canât really look at any one of them, but he can tell where they are and roughly what theyâre doing.Â
Sonar is in Mega Bat form, his giant body hunched over and sniffling beside Malevola, whoâs staring at the ground. Robert can't see her face well enough to tell what her expression looks like.
He canât see Visi at all, only the empty space Golemâs hands are closed around, probably keeping her from running away to do something stupid. After a moment, she flickers back into view, red-faced and breathing heavily. She picks back up cursing a blue streak, but this time her voice breaks on the word, 'asshole.'
Waterboyâs sitting on the ground, head down and crying heart wrenchingly. Punch Up is standing next to him, a hand on his shoulder. CoupĂŠ guards them, so incredibly still that Robert has a hard time picking her out from the dark canvas of the sky behind her. The sun had just begun to set when Robert drifted off.Â
Theyâre all gathered a good couple meters away, and Robert canât figure out why until he sees the black scorch marks on the ground, arching out from Robertâs body in a still smoking semi-circle. He sees orange and black in the corner of his eye and realizes that the scorch marks must have been Flambaeâs doing.Â
The reason for that becomes clear as he finally notices the paramedics standing beyond the team. Thereâs a toppled gurney laying abandoned in the scorch zone, a body bag smoldering slowly.Â
Only Prism is brave enough to have gotten closer; she gingerly steps into the scorch zone, body relaxed and unthreatening.Â
âOkay, thatâs okay,â she says softly, like sheâs talking to a cornered animal. âThereâs no hurry.â
Robert hears Flambaeâs breath shudder out of him.Â
Scent and taste always arrive together.Â
Robert suddenly becomes aware of the familiar taste of iron in his mouth, and he wishes his muscles were working so he could spit it out. The air around them is heavy with the overpowering smell of blood and sweat and smoke and melting plastic, and he canât even twitch his nostrils.Â
Sensation comes soon after.Â
Usually when Robert comes back, the soreness overpowers any other sensations heâs feeling. Even the pain from unhealed injuries pales in comparison to the full body ache. Itâs usually impossible to focus on any other feeling.Â
Then again, heâs never had someone holding him as he came back before.Â
Strong armsâFlambaeâsâcling tightly to him, completely supporting his limp body.Â
âHe told me to wait,â Flambae repeats hoarsely, and Robert can feel the vibrations of his voice; he realizes his head is nestled under the other manâs chin.Â
âThen weâll wait,â Prism says firmly. âHe probably knew what he was talking about.âÂ
Flambae squeezes him tighter, but says nothing. Robert can feel him swallow.
Second-to-last is his heartbeat. He doesnât know how it works, but itâs always the first muscle to start working again, and itâs unsettling every time.Â
His heart flutters uncomfortably in his chest, and Robert tries to steel himself against the sensation.Â
He hates this part.
Thereâs always this span of time where he gets completely used to the absence of a heartbeat, to the point where getting it back feels viscerally wrong. He canât even winceâall he can do is lay there limply as the muscle tries to stutter back to life, like an old car engine turning over.Â
He sees Sonarâs giant head fly up at the first flutter, watches his wide, crimson eyes land on Robert, and then sees his face crumple as he looks at Robertâs unmoving body. The bat tucks his head back into Malevolaâs stomach, and his hunched shoulders heave with a sob.Â
No, donât, Robert wants to tell him. Donât cry, Iâm almost backâŚalmostâŚ
Finally, he regains control of his muscles. This is when his heartbeat stabilizes and his lungs begin to work again. Very soon after this step, heâs usually able to move around just fine.
Robert takes a shuddering breath, the rattling wheeze especially loud in the somber atmosphere.Â
And then all hell breaks loose.

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I see so many posts like âimagine being adrian andâ and i havenât seen ONE PERSON SAY imagine youâre adrian and your husband goes on a mission to save the world and comes back 50ish earth years later with an alien and they saved the world. Your husband tells you all about this planet they went to that had the microorganisms needed to save the world. And your husband named it after you. Oh my god thatâs- oh. Oh you named it after what the alien called me? Ok. I guess. Still sweet, i wasnât involved and you werenât sure you were ever gonna see me again so i guess- the fuck do you mean THE ALIEN NAMED IT AFTER ME. IT WASNâT EVEN YOUR IDEA? YOU WANTED TO GO WITH MEDIUM ROUGH TEXTURE CIRCLE PLANET??? THE ALIEN WAS THE ONE WHO THOUGHT OF NAMING IT AFTER ME?????
Edit: this was a joke. I made this to be funny. I have read the book. Four times as of adding this. I simply forgot it was very slightly different in the book. This is not the place to be having discussions about how infantilizing the movie may or may not be, i am not even gonna give my own take on that here. The attention this is getting is getting exhausting and every day i get closer to taking it down. It is just a joke. I do not need to be told to read the book, i do not want my little shitpost turned into some philosophical discussion. I am so sick and tired of this damn post
inspired by a post by Emma hehe