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Vulcan core

I love that psychic powers are still "allowed" in science fiction. They're an acceptable part of the aesthetic. Like you can't have magic, but you can have brain magic, because it's more Science.

Happy Pride Month 🏳️‍🌈

oh yeah… this is gonna do numbers in the community

lovely and TRUE

happy pridemonth

These nerds kissing Vulcan style

Here it is SCENE KID KIRK!!

Thanks to all who voted XD

Guess who just watched all the Star Trek aos movies in one sitting 😍

BUCKLE UP BECAUSE I HAVE NEW REFERENCES TO MAKE AND A LACK OF SLEEP ON MY MIND ✨

Star Trek doodles!! (And wips!)

And Star Trek and Yaelorke fans here?

Tried something new with my artstyle today hope y’all don’t mind :) Also I am still figuring out how to draw these nerds 😭

(and yes this was for Yaelorke's drawing event :D)

The motivation for y'all

mah pookie so relatable

babygirl goes thru it every day of her life

helpppppppppp I’m scared, desperate, and overwhelmed. I really don’t want to have to sell my tablet just to pay rent. I had unexpected medical expenses, and I don’t know what else to do. Every day the late fees keep adding up. I need $400 and I’m offering art commissions for $30 each. I’m doing my best to deliver quality work, even while working a job and taking care of my child. If anyone can help, it would mean the world to me.

my paypal : catitoart@outlook.com

I made a goal on Ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com

I feel like this is what Captain Kirk would listen to during missons

Thank you for your time.

I drew them kissing

and yes I did use the good omens kiss scene from s2 ep6 as my ref thanks for asking

goals

think about your blorbos ON THE CLOCK

Should I draw Captain Kirk as a scene kid?

I plan on doing fanart anyways, it's just if I should add this lovely feature

Also Scene fashion:

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The art :D

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My honest reaction to Mr. Solheim

For my bestie :D

reblog to give a trans man a delicious bowl of mac and cheese

Sprik Heartstopper au anyone?

Not my best work but I again didn’t have a ref photo 😅

A oneshot for y'all who like my agere Henry headcannons

Work Text:

Henry stays curled up on the floor, refusing to move. He stares at Joyce who is cooking up lunch for everyone. Eleven is sitting beside him, he can't make out what she is telling him but is pretending to pay attention, it would be rude not to after all. The TV is playing softly in the background and Henry's attention is divided between Eleven and 'ThunderCats'.  "Are you listening?" Eleven asks, leading Henry to glance back over to her.  "Yes..yes I am.." Henry stammers, his mind feeling a bit fuzzy as he leans his back against the couch.  "No you aren't" Eleven says, her tone is not accusatory, more of just an observation. Although it does make Henry a bit nervous, he should be listening more! "Sorry.." Henry mutters, going quiet.  "Not mad," Eleven adds, standing up to go join Joyce in the kitchen. Henry remains where he is, watching Eleven talk with Joyce. Why didn't he pay attention back there? He's being a bad friend. He tries to go back to watching ThunderCats to think about something else, but his mind goes back to the past. 

"Now Henry don't start crying, you brought this upon yourself."  Henry stared up at Papa, terrified. A shock collar was firm around Henry's neck, he knew he messed up, but he just didn't want to do a test for a day, was that so bad? Yea and maybe he had borrowed some of the reward candy Brenner kept around, but that wasn't a really big deal. Apparently, it was more then Henry had thought. Brenner glared over him as Henry kept sobbing out apologies, knowing how this was going to end. Henry never thought he was the type to beg, but maybe he was.  Then the button was pressed.  It all happened so fast but so slow at the same time. Electricity raced through Henry as his muscles convulsed. He wanted to scream, but was in too much pain to do so. It almost felt like he was going to die but that was too merciful. Henry curled up on himself, trying to make the pain stop but it only seemed to get worse. He gazed up at Papa, who was unmoved by Henry's suffering.  Afterwards, he was dragged back to his cell like a rag doll. It was so cold, he knew that a fourteen year old shouldn't be acting like a child. Yet he remained curled up in a ball, sobbing his eyes out, just like a child. "Mom can you come get me? Mom.. Mom please..Mommy.." The words slipped from his mouth without a thought through his head. Henry chewed on his knuckle a bit, knowing that request would never be fulfilled. 

"Henry? HENRY?" Joyce calls, it is not a fun surprise to see the boy you consider a son have a full on PTSD breakdown while watching ThunderCats, but that is life sometimes. Joyce keeps Henry in her arms to keep him from hurting himself on accident. Henry's couldn't really hear much besides the blood rushing in his ears, and his head felt fuzzier then before. "Henry what happened?" Joyce asks, calming down a bit when Henry begins to relax slightly. Henry feels his words caught in his throat as the question registers only letting out a soft whimper, before leaning against Joyce. She sighs, more just happy to see that Henry is okay. 

Henry eventually struggles against Joyce before walking away. Joyce meanwhile is very confused about the entire situation, and decides to assume that twenty years in the lab affected his behavior, which is probably the correct answer. Henry storms off, mainly mad at himself that he blew up like that, it was a foolish thing to do. He opens his door to his room before closing it and flopping down on his bed. He curls up on himself, anger building up against himself now that he's alone. First he doesn't listen to what Eleven was saying and now he made Joyce worry about him? What is he doing? Henry sniffles, feeling like he is going to start crying again. He slowly stumbles to a stand, his at best toddler mindset deciding that drawing out his feelings is a better idea then sobbing his eyes out. 

So here he sits, crayon in hand as he draws a spider. Why a spider, because it is the best animal- bug?- creature in Henry's honest and reliable opinion. It also helps him calm down at least a little bit. The spider is purple, and in the center of the page. Henry babbles to himself while drawing, not really knowing what he is saying, when the door opens. 

Eleven walks in slowly, seeming nervous, but knowing what is happening at least. Now she doesn't know the word for it but she does know the symptoms. Henry has 'slipped' like this in the past, mainly in the Rainbow Room. She would see him get excited over some of the toys in there when he thought he was alone, or overall just getting a bit childish. Eleven doesn't think it's a bad thing necessarily, the lab was hell, whatever made it easier for him in her opinion. She stands next to Henry glancing at what he is drawing.  "Cool," she says, he nods not responding but Eleven expected this. "Are you mad at me?" Eleven asks. Henry quickly shakes his head, horrified at even the suggestion. "Okay," Eleven says, feeling a bit better. "Well I'm not mad at you either," Eleven proclaims. Henry relaxes at that, a small smile forming on his face. Eleven decides not to dwell on the topic too much, choosing to draw with Henry instead. She grabs a chair and sits by him, grabbing a crayon from the box. Henry nods and they begin to draw together. The quiet between them is nice, and Henry feels better again. 

"Kids lunch!" Joyce calls out, Eleven grabs Henry's hand, abandoning the pile of drawings temporarily. "Come on," Eleven says "and maybe after lunch we can see if ThunderCats is on" 

The Star Trek brain worms have won

Sprik fanart anyone?

Edit: This is my first time drawing these two so forgive any mistakes

Which traumatized man with family issues and mind powers do you prefer?

Got a new fandom y'all

And don't worry, I always come back to old fandoms too, I never truly leave lmao

Y'all Ima say it

Henry deserved to go to Dr. Brenner, he was too dangerous to be with his family anymore, and Virginia was doing what she thought best, Henry Creel is a monster. He doesn't deserve a redemption arc and should die in season five. Dr. Brenner was just keeping Henry in check, in reality his blood has helped science. Henry Creel was never a good person

Hey at least you weren't the only one 🥲

Okay I’ve calmed down about Broadway now HAHA the more I see about it the more I like it

All good guys I was just having a moment

Y'all I just found out about the changes that were made to the Broadway TFS

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY AHAHAHAHHFGJFISUDHDTGROPIGBHUDGIKDGFJIKSRIDGJEJIJDGNKSEFJNGJVKHTEJGFCNJKDGSJNN TESNIUJKH

D:

Dare I say: Henry Creel? Erik? Javert? I have a lot of these I can keep going

Edit: I HAVE MORE! Governor Kodos mah pookie, Frankenstein's Creature...

Do y'all think there is going to be a Stranger Things: The First Shadow pro-shoot

Gladly ✨

henry creel is in love with patty newby btw spread the word

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I drew Henry on an old book!

🕷️I've decided to post more fics on Tumblr🕷️

{Merely a Sack of Blood}

"He's not normal!" "I know Virginia, I know, but there's nothing we can do about it!"  "He's a monster Victor, a monster!"  "I know, but there isn't anything we can do about it."  "I can't live with him Victor, I just can't, he even scares Alice now!"  Now that one hurt, Henry tried to stay quiet as he listened to his parents argue about him at the top of the stairs. Passing phrases about how he was an inhuman beast and barely tolerable like he couldn't hear. He hugged his knees to the chest as he glared at his parents in the kitchen. It wasn't like he meant to scare Alice, in all honesty he was scared of himself too, and didn't know what to do. There was something in his mind, something wrong with him that he couldn't fix, no matter how hard he tried. First he ruined his family's life back in Nevada because he couldn't control himself, and now he was ruining their life again, what was wrong with him? | "I can't- I just can't!" Virginia sobbed, Victor holding the vain woman in his arms.  "I know, we will think of something," Victor said.  Henry didn't know what they were going to think of, he didn't want to know if he was being honest, what doctor he was going to be taken to next. It sounded horrible, absolutely horrible. Henry kept listening, he should've gone upstairs by now but he decided to be stupid again, what a fool he was. Maybe Henry was just useless, because all he seemed to do was hurt, and nothing more. A sob escaped his throat and his mother's head snapped over to glare at him. Victor almost looked regretful as Henry stared back at the two of them.  "HENRY CREEL YOU GO TO YOUR ROOM NOW!" Virginia screamed. With that Henry rushed up the stairs practically tripping over himself. Tears falling from his eyes into the darkness. 

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"You know, I have big plans for you Henry? Even after you ran off like that, what a foolish thing to do."  When will people learn that having any plans involving him was a bad idea. Dr. Brenner said it like it was nothing, nothing merely than a thought to grace his head. Henry kept standing beside Brenner, proudly as if he could hide what a mess up Henry knew he was. But for some dumb reason Brenner still believed in him. Maybe that's what caused Henry to crawl back to him that fateful night, after Patty Newby fell. Who cares that it took a few tests, and the occasional shock collar, Papa believed in him. It still felt weird for Henry to call Brenner that, Papa, but it was growing on him oddly enough. Henry was going to make sure, that he wouldn't be useless to Brenner, that Brenner would just maybe, be proud of him. So no matter how many chemicals flowed through Henry's veins at a time, it was all worth it for the scraps of praise he would occasionally get from the cold man.  "Now then, we have another test to run, come now." Dr. Brenner said, leaving no room for argument. Henry followed eagerly, ready to try his best, and maybe not be as much of a mistake as he sees himself as. He can't mess this up, he won't mess up again. Henry was determined to prove to his mom, to everyone that he wasn't a failure and Brenner was the start of that. 

Sadly he didn't do as well on the test as he was supposed to.  "I know you can do better Henry," Brenner said, being the only noise Henry could hear through his pain filled fog. The shock collar kept doing it's duty, hurting more with every moment. Henry reached out to Brenner, only to be ignored as the man left the room. Henry let out a sob as tears rolled down his face, with only one thought on his mind, he was going to make Brenner proud of him even if it lead him to his death. 

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"You failed me Henry." Papa sneered, glaring at Henry as if he was a broken toy. Yea, maybe Henry had gotten tired of Papa's treatment of him, of the shock collars, the tests, everything about the lab, but those words stabbed like a knife. "Your powers are useless to me now." Papa added, forcefully grabbing Henry by the arm causing him to stand. Henry felt like he was going to collapse, tears welling at the back of his eyes. He didn't want to cry in front of Papa, but he feared he was about to. "I don't need you anymore, your blood sure, but not you."  No, no this wasn't supposed to happen, thought Henry as he fell to the floor in horror.  "Papa, Papa please, I'm sorry.." he whispered as Papa turned to leave.  "It's too late for that Henry, much too late." Papa said, slamming the door behind him. And with that Henry sobbed, and sobbed. The weight of everything that had happened crushing down on him with no remorse. His mother was right, she was always right, he was useless. His hands reached his hair as he pulled at it, as if the pain was willing to ground him, but it was all worthless. Henry was nothing now, nothing but a sack of blood. What a worthless thing, just a sack of blood.