#datura comic

[salinger-blu]

I'm playing around with this scene in which two influencers, Clay (a film-maker) and Velvet (a model) receive an anonymous package from a 'super fan'.

#comic #manga #mangaart #comicartist #comic panels #comic con #dark comic #trippy comic #dark writer #original comic #graphic novel #trippy art #birdface #datura #datura comic #datura graphic novel #salinger blu #salinger blu comic #underground comic #indie comic #indie artist #horror comic #surreal art #handdrawingart #hand drawn #ink drawing #gothic #goth vibes

[kai-keda]

Hey, @pittdpeaches - this is the whole fic, right?

No sketch layers, we go straight to outline and die like Macaque

Here's the fic!! Go read plz! It's soooo good! (mind the rating and tags, though! It gets super heavy but in the best possible way)

#red son #lmk red son #lmk mk #lmk qi xiaotian #lmk fanart #lmk genus datura #lmk comic #kai keda fanart #kai keda art

[vacantfields]

I am attempting to do like... A clangen comic but with my horses instead (:

#digitalart #original character #digital illustration #oc #oc artist #digital art #original art #horse #equine #daturamustang #datura #harpg #comic #comicpage #horsecomic #horse comic #vacantfields

[asksway-idv]

(idk if this blog is still alive/active but)

Hey Sway, what if Datura misses you? Have you ever tried visiting her?

~.~.~.~.~.~

" I... believe you're mistaken. None of Lady Datura's actions could hint to your claim. I have no doubt overseeing a stupefying land as vast as Bélóstáin holds more important matters over a strange man who she met in a year, much less one that overstayed at her residence. As for visits... No. My only goal was to help her find a way to reclaim her birthright. With the help of Truth and Inference, everything has been resolved. I have no reason to visit. "

HC: Sway's scars are similar to OG Entomologist's Scars! Both come from bee stings.

To my knowledge, Datura doesn't have it so I'll steal it off of Ento.

#identityv #idv coordinator #identity v coordinator #identity v #martha behamfil #sway #amythest duchess #idv #idv mary #identity v mary #mentions: #datura #lady truth #inference #why is there a draft comic above? no clue #hc mention #sway's scars = OG entomologist scars #<< note to self to use in future reference #purple text is sway #black text is amythest duchess

[thethreealgea]

Z2 Comics have released a wonderful 30th Anniversary package for Tori Amos’ solo debut, Little Earthquakes. It included a graphic album, in which each song is represented by a story and comic. Artists and writers like David Mack, Neil Gaiman and Margaret Atwood contribute. It also includes the 2015 remaster of the album and a vinyl picture disk with 11 of the 12 bsides from that era (where is the 12th? They did Here. in my Head wrong), and three beautiful prints.

#tori amos #neil gaiman #margaret atwood #david mack #sage #palo santo #datura #z2 comics

[peachyyaourt]

#my losers #they're very stupid #their names are #Persica and Datura #blorbo #original comic #ocs #original character #oc stuff #oc art

[cryptotheism]

A Review of The Way Of The Shadow Wolves: The Deep State And The Hijacking Of America by Steven Segal

Alleged rapist and human trafficker, cop groupie, washed-up action movie star, and personal friend to Vladimir Putin, the paradox of Steven Segal is how he manages to stick around despite being –by damn near every account– a universally unpleasant vacuum of charisma. I could go on, but I feel that no introduction of Steven would be complete without the tale of the headlock. Legends tell of Steven’s conflict with legendary martial artist and hollywood stunt coordinator “Judo” Gene Lebell. Allegedly, the two fell into an argument on the set of the film Out For Justice. The crux being Steven’s claim that he was “immune” to being choked unconscious. Allegedly, LeBell called his bluff, and put the actor in a headlock. A headlock that resulted in Steven losing consciousness, and control of his bowels. Steven denies the story. He also wrote a book.

The book is garbage, but garbage in a way that can be easily overstated. I wanted to take a page from other reviewers of this book, and call the text what it is; a fever dream of exhausting mediocrity, swaddled in delusions of grandeur. I wanted to whale on it. I wanted to denounce it like some ridiculous fire-and-brimstone preacher of internet literary criticism. But this does not capture the core, the essence of Way of the Shadow Wolves. There is a paradox at the heart of this text, a contradiction that even now I struggle to describe. Because despite everything, despite the balls-to-the-walls premise, the disastrous prose, and the buckwild plot, this book is deeply and powerfully boring. To call it a fever dream is to imply that it might be exciting. 

Some books are bad in a way that must be experienced firsthand. This is not one of those books. In a way, I feel that you’ve already read this book. You know Steven Segal. You met him in elementary school, when he told you he has “every black belt.” You met him in college when you tricked him into smoking a bag of oregano. You met him at your most recent family gathering, where you were trapped in an awkward one-sided conversation about “those people.” The bad-ness of Steven’s work is deeply familiar. 

We have our boots. We have our waders. We have our shovels. But, before we wade into the shit, there is one more thing we need to get out of the way: The Shadow Wolves are real. In 1972 the United States government agreed to the Tohono O'odham Nation’s demand that border enforcement agents patrolling their land have at least one quarter native ancestry. The result being the specialized unit of Immigration and Customs Enforcement officers known as The Shadow Wolves. In the 2020 Sonic the Hedgehog film, Dr. Eggman states that they are who trained him in the art of tracking. 

WAY OF THE SHADOW WOLVES

Let us cook Way of the Shadow Wolves from scratch. Think of every dogshit C-list action movie you’ve ever seen. Ideally, you want the trash cuts of post-9/11 hysteria marbled with ex-cia heroes and vaguely arab villains. Drop it all into a stockpot. Next, roughly dice some comic books and kung-fu movies, the more racist the better. Now add some datura, it doesn't matter if it's edible or not, because you saw a native American in a movie make something like that once and you’re totally 1/64th Cherokee. Add a whole can of Qanon and a whole can of racism. Boil until you have pacing thicker than mud. 

Way of the Shadow Wolves is a police procedural meets a spy thriller, a fast-paced action drama about elite agents on the fringes of the law who have the huge sweaty meaty balls to do what needs to be done for our country. It is Steven's attempt at the action schlock he embodies as an actor. Our hero is John Gode: Shadow Wolf. Reservation-born native American tracker, ICE agent, and Kung-Fu master. I believe he might have been described at one point. If he was, I do not care. Steven does not care. It does not matter. John Gode is Steven, and he’s the most badass dude to ever not be gay. He is: Special Agent Shaman Cop. He’s gonna beat up the deep state. That’s all you need to really need to know. In fact, it is shocking just how little you need to know about this book. 

We begin in a movie theater, where our protagonist is alone, watching the end credits of a movie about the atrocious treatment of native Americans on behalf of the united states government. When the film finally ends, John says to himself “It’s about time.” He gets up to leave. The chapter immediately ends. My compliments to the chef. A delightfully bland apéritif of a character introduction. Steven uses the essential point of first contact with our protagonist to tell us vital information like “He doesn’t like it when movies are long.” or maybe “He didn’t like this movie about the trail of tears.” It is unclear. To quote English-Albanian philosopher Dua Lipa, “Go girl, give us nothing.”

I have been dancing around the quality of the writing. It seems impossible to approach without the footing of a new paragraph, an opponent that requires full-focus, an all-out assault. It is nigh-incomprehensible. I hate comparing bad writing to drugs. It feels too easy. But there is a specific air to Way of the Shadow Wolves. There is a distinct cadence, simultaneously manic and lethargic, that comes from attempting to write while day drunk on over-prescribed amphetamines. And make no mistake, if Steven was not entranced by the muse of Too Many Uppers And Downers At The Same Time, if he wrote this thing stone sober, that is worse. Small quotes will not do the writing style justice, you must see for yourself how sentences flow into each other:

“The desperado’s mind went back in time to a small town in Mexico twelve years before, where he first met his two cohorts when they were thrown together by a tragic set of circumstances. Their parents had been gunned down by a cartel who was at war with a competing cartel for control of the area, which was a pathway to the American border near Nogales, Arizona. All three had been shepherded to a local mission where they were being cared for by the Franciscans, who were becoming overwhelmed by the growing number of children left homeless due to the rampant killings by the warring cartels . . .”

Labyrinthine. A paragraph structure that would feel more at home with Calvino, or Garcia Marquez at his most experimental, though stripped of its deft control and musicality. Segal will regularly change temporal perspective in the middle of sentences. A single run-on sentence will begin in the past, have a middle clause in the present, and then return to the past by the end. There is a downright massive cast of characters for a 200 page book. Damn near every chapter introduces three or four more names, and we are lucky if Steven describes them before discarding them entirely. This book is a slog. I find myself losing patience with Steven. 

—

Some time has passed since I began writing this review. Originally, my approach was surgical disassembly. I was going to go over the plot, summarize its anatomy, pick apart its flaws with surgical precision. But the more I cut, the more I felt as if I was the butt of a joke. I was performing an autopsy on a clown, pulling sheets of colorful rope from its gut, and the cadaver was laughing at me. 

There is a moment, about halfway through. A woman approaches John at a bar. An assassin, who later attacks John in the parking lot with karate. A furious series of crescent kicks, effortlessly blocked by John Gode, who punches her in the ribs and knocks her to the ground. Realizing that her martial arts are defeated, she draws her gun, but John Gode is too fast. He fires his own weapon before she can get the shot off, killing her instantly. “Her round went upward toward the sky as she fell backward with eyes wide open, seeing nothing.”

This scene stuck with me. It illustrates one of the critical flaws at the heart of Way of the Shadow Wolves. Nothing hurts John. Nothing even gets close. He does not struggle. He does not sweat. He does not bleed. Steven clearly intends this scene to be badass, a moment where his self-insert hero defeats a dangerous enemy without trying. This book is an action movie, but John’s untouchability makes every action scene read as a moment of profound and boring cruelty. This was not a contest of master martial artists. This was an adult kicking a child in the throat.

I find myself losing patience with Steven. I am running out of humorous ways to describe this vapid tripe. This is, in my mind, the greatest condemnation of bad writing. There is no hell lower than being boring to mock. I see myself as a sort of sommelier of the awkward and disastrous. I will be the first to tell you “Wait! Don’t throw that out! There are things to be learned!” But Steven repeatedly proves himself to be a sort of Alchemist of Shit, capable of transmuting theoretically interesting bullshit into just fucking nothing. If this book deserves credit for anything, it is its miraculous ability to squander its own premise. 

Why write this? Any of this? Steven clearly does not read. Or, if he does, he seems to subsist entirely on a diet of comic books about monkeys that do kung-fu. Why write this? At some level it all comes down to “because Steven wanted to” right? 

Right? 

But I cannot shake the feeling. To call this book masturbatory is to imply that Steven might have enjoyed it. There is a desperation to the power fantasy here. To be feared by men, desired by women, revered by all, yaddah yaddah yaddah, all the same trite excretions of blunt masculinity. But there is something else. Steven wants the same thing that every conspiracy theorist wants; a simple world. A world he can understand. Steven is exhausted, overwhelmed with a world he feels he can neither effect nor understand. I am exhausted. 

I fear my earlier allusions to expressionist novels may have been more spot on than I imagined. Way of the Shadow Wolves has a plot in the sense that Sunny-D contains fruit juice. Its presence is a formality, a ceremonial hat worn for tax purposes. The plot is there, but it is unimportant. This is not a text that can be debated with. Because within the world of the text, politics is not complex. It is not actually a web of interconnected groups, each with their own interests, rivalries, alliances, and historical contexts. Behind all of it is two things: Good guys, and bad guys. The good guys are all working together, and the bad guys are all working together. 

I find myself losing patience with Steven. I fear my earlier allusions to expressionist novels may have been more spot on than I imagined. Way of the Shadow Wolves has a plot.

John Gode finds a human tooth in the desert. It belongs to a body, a body of a woman described in lurid detail. Nearby, he meets a young native American man, a man who calls himself Sweet Tooth. The body is missing teeth, missing hands, missing feet. A trademark cartel killing. A young native American man. “I’m gonna be like, your assistant right?” A buddy cop dynamic. Meeting the task force. Tailing an ICE van full of cartel soldiers. A hostage situation. A shootout in the desert. Far away, faceless men in suits with masonic ranks plan a mass killing. Some sounded like they had Arabic accents. Freemasonry. Interrogation with a snake. The corpse was a woman. The woman was a reporter. She had the evidence on a flash drive, evidence that proved the existence of the deep state. What if its all connected? A sex scene, or almost a sex scene. A sex scene interrupted. A shootout in the desert. Kung Fu assassins at a bar. A cartel defector. A shootout in the desert. What if its all connected. They’re working with the Jihadists. The USA is already “half latino.” The government is paying the cartels to ship Jihadists north across the border. They’re well-trained and well armed. You can’t trust anyone. A terrorist defector who hears the voice of the prophet. The ghost of John’s grandfather. The sun sets over the Sonora. A shootout in the desert. They kidnapped John’s mother. Bring them the flash drive. They’re planning to bomb the casino. A shootout in the desert. The police chief was a traitor. The Catholics are in on it. Its all connected. A shootout in the desert. Assault by night. Rescuing the hostage. A knife dipped in pigs blood. A pit of vipers in the sonora. 

Steven ends a chapter with the line. “They had functioned like a well-oiled machine that had just saved two innocent lives. All lives matter. Do they not?” 

I am tired. I find myself at a neighborhood block party, trapped in a conversation I’ve had a thousand times. This time the man on the other end is a sweaty divorcee in range glasses who looks like a sunburned thumb. Last week, it was a woman with a necklace of crystals and blonde hair bleached blonder. “Haha yeah” I say, looking down at my phone. “Burgers look good this year huh?”

Thank you to my Patreon supporters who made this review possible.

#Steven Segal Review

[buzzkillchainsaw]

THE LATEST PANEL OF THE PEARL COMIC HAS ME SCREECHING. Tbh part of me wonders if Pearl will ever learn how to breathe on land and be able to exist outside of the water. Maybe through exposure therapy? Or is she just doomed to spend her entire life underwater due to her illness/birth defect? ALSO FUCK LAMPREY. BASTARD DESERVES TO LOSE HIS WINGS. SEAWONK WITH NO WONK. HE IS JUST SEA.

Pearl lacks the anatomy that is necessary to breathe air on land, so it's not something she can ever achieve naturally. :(

But stay tuned for the upcoming 18(!!!) page long doc that details my hypothetical book series that also features Datura & Sidewinder, Ice and No-one :) You'll see then what Pearl & Tetra will be up to and how their story ends ...

And yes, fuck Lamprey. ;)

#ask #buzzkill wof arc

[exo-dus404]

Basic info:

Hello, and WELCOME!! you can call me Exodus :D

I receive too many notifications here every day so it’s easy to miss a comment or tag! I love interacting with ppl, so if it has been days and I haven’t noticed ur tag, please just tag me again:D

I’m a huge fan of anything mechanical/artificial intelligence coded.

I have a pretty polarized preference for colors in art: Very vibrant colors vs. grey scale/pale colors. Personally I switch my style between these two depending on the topic and my mood.

I’m a Engineering major and I love combining my interests in those fields with my passion. I have a deep passion for Astronomy, Math, Biology, Chemistry, Physics, Philosophy, and basically anything science-related.

My obsessions: futuristic aesthetics, urban tech-wear, weirdcore/dreamcore, liminal spaces, horror, wasteland aesthetic, religion aesthetic, body horror, eldritch horror, nostalgia futuristic aesthetic, machine gore, etc. I LOVE ANYTHING ABOUT BIRDS.

My fandoms:

Transformers

I’m a huge decepticon fan, and I like to explore religion themes in my designs/lores. My AU: The Carcer Institute, which focuses on sg universe’s Primus and the thirteen primes. This au is co-owned by me and Mitsuhone. You can find most of my TF stuff on my old acc: @exodus404

Rainworld

I’m currently working on my AU: Project Triple Affirmation. This AU is a combined effort of me and 200~ friends. You can find most arts on my Twitter acc.

Hazbin Hotel

I LOVE VOX. THATS ALL.

Marikin online 4

I LOVE GOU KIRIMI AND JERALDY I SHIP THEM SO HARD.

My tags:

#Project Tripple Affirmation (my running rw au)

#三重肯定AU (same tag but in Chinese)

#Apoclypse Institute (rw au)

#天启研究所（same tag but in Chinese)

#rw oc (my ocs)

#asks (ask blogs)

Triple Affirmation AU:(still wip, everything mentioned was posted on my other acc and I’m moving them here)

General info:

Project Triple Affirmation

AU logos

Logo animations: [DF] [RT] [TR]

DATURA Animation Meme

Psycho Animation Meme

Honey I’m Home Animation Meme

Flip (Glass Animals) Animation Meme

《Eternity》 (comic)

RPG Game

NSH weapon display gif

FP weapon display gif

LTTM/NSH gif

《Fondness》 （fanfic)

《Daily Routine》 （fanfic）

《Paper Butterfly》 （fanfic）

【Unknown data log】 （fanfic/project document)

Key events:

Chapter 1: The beginning

Chapter 2:

The Eclipse Incident

Lazarous’ sins

Characters:

Rising Tides iterators:

LTTM old new

FP old new

NSH old new

SRS old new

GW

UI

Distant Frontier iterators:

SOS/EOC

SI

WO

GS

PI

Animals:

Rivulet

Spearmaster

Artificer

Hunter

Scavenger King

Ocs:

Silver Silence（银色缄默）

Foreboding Turmoil（暴乱先兆）

Spire of Iniquity（尖塔阴霾）

Data Expunged（数据删除）

Scorching Daylight（焚天白昼）

To Fathom Abyss（度量深渊）

Apocalypse Institute AU (wip) :

General info:

Apocalypse Institute AU Summarization

Logo

Characters:

The Doctor/The Commandant

SRS

LTTM

FP

UI

GW

SOS

Dirac’s Sea (AU) (still wip):

General info:

Dirac’s Sea AU summarization

Logo

Characters:

SRS

LTTM

NSH

FP

UI

GW

SOS

#rain world #rw au #project triple affirmation #三重肯定au #transformers #marikinonline4 #hazbin hotel

[daunsun]

I can imagine that Spring is a season where Y/N in the flowershop au gets face fulls of pollen by our beloved flower bois.

Yes, pollen. Pollen EVERYWHERE. Not even just from the boys, but an entire shop of flowers?? Their electric bill is going to be so high just trying to get all of that out of the air every year. 

Though I feel it would be slightly embarrassing for them for two reasons lmao. One, they’re flowers, they understand the purpose of pollen and even though they don’t necessarily function in the same way, it’s still a bit weird for them to have to think about. Two, they don’t exactly realize it’s there until someone else points it out. Like if you smell a certain way and only become aware of that good/bad smell once someone mentions it. So whenever pollen season starts, the shop is always super stuffy until a customer points it out, and they (especially Sun) always feel bad about it. 

(Also, fun fact, Daturas’ pollen season/blooming season is typically from late spring to the middle of autumn, while Sunflowers’ blooming season is typically from mid-summer to mid-autumn! I learned this while trying to answer the question :D)

Have a dumb little comic that I got lazy on in response to this I guess

this happens every fucking year.

#fnaf #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #au #flowershop au #sun x reader #my constant multitasking throughout the week has only increased my procrastination

[meepleech]

Genus Datura

AGAIN!!!!

And this mini comic

#lmk spicynoodles #lego monkey kid fanart #fanart #doodles #lmk mk #lmk red son #meeple deeples artles

[salinger-blu]

in this scene, clay receives a letter from a fan; an aspiring director; someone who wants to be just like him.

#darkart #mangaart #illustration #comic #comicpages #surrealcomics #surreal #manga #datura #salinger-blu #comiccreator #datura comic #surrealdrawings #surrealmanga #trippydrawing #trippyart #surrealart #lsd

[bluedelliquanti]

December/holiday announcements!

I have a few housekeeping announcements as we continue on into the holiday season.

Coming up this Sunday I will be participating in a panel at the Minnesota History Center in St Paul as part of the Minnesota Historical Society's comic programming based around their Charles Schulz exhibit. Rob Kirby, Archie Bongiovanni and I will be talking about the state of queer comics in Minnesota today - more info on the MNHS website. 

New in the Cartoonist Cooperative's journal is an article that I edited and that Masha Zhdanova wrote about one of my favorite indie anthologies of the past year: Datura!

And finally, if you're considering picking up any of my work for friends or family this holiday season, I appreciate it! Orders made at my personal e-store will almost certainly arrive before Christmas if they're placed by December 13. Please consider supporting a local bookstore if you order Across a Field of Starlight, or preorder the Silver Sprocket Adversary edition when it comes out in March.

#comics #panel #cartoonist cooperative #webcomics #o human star

[dexlxst]

Daily Dose of Friends Part 2!!

Just silly comics pretty much, in this one Bugbo was drawn by my friend, Datura!

Then we have this extra dumb comic i've done for jokes and such baha!

their dynamic is so funny and silly

#bugbo series #bugbo fanart #bugbo gradient joe #bugbo #gradient joe #silly duo #sillybug #duo #comic #whiteboard fox #whiteboardfox #doodle #doodles #silly #dumb

[andromerot]

i will keep her warm. i will keep her.

[ID: Two pages of a comic featuring Anna Limon and Mabel Martin with two horizontal panels each. Above and below each panel there is text in brown handwritten capital letters.

In the first page it says: "The other night I said to you: we are girls who are not quite girls. You said to me: we are women distilled to their essence." The first panel is a close up of Anna whispering something into Mabel's ear, which is pointy. The second panel is of Anna's bone hand grazing Mabel's dirt smudged fingers.

In the second page it says: "I took you apart petal by petal, like a flower." The first panel is of Mabel guiding Anna's hands as she takes apart a pink flower. The second panel is of them kissing, surrounded by ferns and flowers, a Datura flower covering their mouths. End ID]

#mabel podcast #andy art #HELLOOOO worked on this for so long. im so proud of it :)

[ezrazone]

aug 29 health and festivals update

i am not back to full health, but i feel myself emerging from the haze of the last four weeks (i'm now partially bed-bound instead of mostly bed-bound)!!!! i hope to get last month's comic and artwork orders shipped soon (with help from beloved friends) and i am incredibly grateful to everyone for their patience. i also especially want to thank every person who contributed to my ask for financial aid this month; it was a major relief, while i was too sick to stand to brush my teeth, to not also freak out about affording groceries. it was a great sadness to miss out on the last month of my cartoonist coop campaign, but i am also thankful for all of the support i did receive while i could think about work. i don't know what my health means for the future of jeremy comic yet, but i am also no longer in a rush to find certainty. not being able to draw for nearly a month has fucking sucked!!!!!!!!! but coming to terms with being disabled is changing me and my relationship to my work for the better. news for friends who attend comic fests: 1) the darling of my entire fucking heart and comics genius @hirosemaryhello is bringing a terrified child played by jeremy strong part one to her stacked SPX table on sept 9th. you will be able to purchase a copy from her but mainly enjoy her contribution to the second issue of datura zine and her fucking beautiful poetry book from silver sprocket. rosemary's enduring faith in me and my work is the lifeblood of jeremy comic and if u love my comics u should go shake rosemary's hand at SPX in a professional manner 2) that SAME WEEKEND (sept 10th) jeremy comic 1 will also be at MILK in milwaukee, thanks to the generosity of the organizers hannah & hali (and hannah's mom for driving my comics over from minneapolis lol). you can pick up a jeremy at their table, or find a copy at lionstooth in mke if you miss the show! 3) lovely friends (uncertain rn whose table it will actually be at) are also bringing jeremy to A2CAF in ann arbor on october 2nd!!!! second chance to shake rosemary's hand. do not miss it. these are a few of the events i know about for sure!!!!! now my body and brain is gonna stop working for another hour. i'm kissing you through the blog