I posted 3,180 times in 2022
That's 3,180 more posts than 2021!
268 posts created (8%)
2,912 posts reblogged (92%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
sabertoothwalrus
@lesbitorte
@maridotnet
@jascurka
@carpisuns
I tagged 2,657 of my posts in 2022
Only 16% of my posts had no tags
#q - 338 posts
#adrien agreste - 180 posts
#marinette dupain cheng - 142 posts
#viv talks - 139 posts
#mari.net art - 133 posts
#chat noir - 121 posts
#ladybug - 75 posts
#ladynoir - 72 posts
#adrinette - 59 posts
#marichat - 58 posts
Longest Tag: 140 characters
#“anybody can play anything but the playing field is not fair that way” he said. “not everybody is allowed to play everything. so until we ge
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Day 26: Chat Blanc
As the dance drew near, she watched the rooftops and windows, bracing for a flash of white. But when he came for her, with his razor eyes and razor smile and red hands, it was from within.
I had WAY too much fun explaining my process for one of yesterday’s drawings, with the result that I’m going to create a sideblog to explain my drawing process. It was super insightful for me, and even if I only do a couple drawings, I think it’ll be a good exercise for me. If you’re interested, that post will be here, once it’s created!
1,671 notes - Posted May 26, 2022
#4
i don’t have time today to do marichat may, but enjoy this silly comic <3
1,888 notes - Posted May 27, 2022
#3
cannot BELIEVE that adrien “long-lost love” noir is standing in front of marinette “has never touched his bare skin” dupain cheng with his shoulder FULLY out and she’s GIVING HIM A POWERPOINT SLDKFJSDLKJFD really goes to show you how braindead she is
(beau ep)
2,118 notes - Posted September 26, 2022
#2
URGENT poll, how do you draw Marinette’s tufties!! pls reblog with your answer, ideally illustrated
2,349 notes - Posted May 5, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
every BEAU update we get without @buggachat showing us how adrien is feeling results in another chunk bitten out of my desk so I forged a copy of what I wish to see to placate those feelings
3,080 notes - Posted August 2, 2022
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Christine stayed in her room, trying to figure out what to do next. In the hospital, the emergency department, it was easy. There were protocols and always something needing to be done, but this...this was just waiting. She could hear bodies moving in the living room, hear Carey’s grunt, growl, then noticed the blood covering her hands. She ran to the bathroom to wash them, took some deep breaths, then spoke. “Is it helping?”
Carey froze, mouth hovering over Emi’s neck. The only time anyone spoke when he was feeding was when Deadpool was cracking jokes, being an ass. He swallowed, took a breath. “Ye-Yeah...probably don’t wanna come out though.” ...Delicate as he was being, much as she already knew, saw, he didn’t want her to see any more. He didn’t want her to see him like this, especially not with Emi and most especially not after their night together.
“Okay...” was all she replied. If he wanted privacy, she’d respect that.
The knock came sooner than she expected, so soon she had her gun at the ready once more...and was grateful for it when only one of the faces seemed vaguely familiar. Christine carefully opened the door. “Barton...right?
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Who’s this?”
“Liam Stryker, he’s a fellow agent,” Clint smiled softly as they stepped in. He’d hoped to speak with Christine first, but Liam was already buzzing about slightly. Twisting to peek in the bathroom, stretching to glance in the bedroom. “He’s working on something that...your friend might know about.”
“Like what?” Christine’s hand flexed on her gun as she eyed the larger man. He was too eager to go further, it put her on edge.
“Christine, we’re here to help, gimme the gun,” Clint pulled her attention back. “We’ll give it back, but we don’t need it going off.”
She relented, but it was like pulling a different kind of trigger as Stryker slipped by. “There’s been a series of attacks by a mutant, the last a boy went missing...” his eyes bounced around the apartment, taking in everything, “Oliver Shaw. We think he was taken by...” He stopped short at the sight in the living room. Liam had expected many things, but not quite this. “Someone like you.”
Carey’s growl was like that of a cornered animal during feeding time, all nerves and pure threat.
"Jesus, Stryker, don’t you know not to bother a man who’s healing himself?” Clint scolded with a smile as he took hold of Liam’s arm. “Sorry, he gets excited...one time he nearly triggered Banner’s rage with his pestering. We’ll chat with Christine in her room, join us when you’re ready.”
He wouldn’t leave Christine to deal with this alone, but it was the relaxed nature of the other’s acceptance that made Carey feel like this might be alright. This might end better than he feared. So he finished, washed up, and grabbed the now bloodied file before heading into the bedroom.
Proper introductions made Clint called for the clean-up and assured Christine and Carey both that they’d handle it all. In return Carey answered Liam’s questions about the Shaws, even gave him Orson’s contact number...it was probably for the best, Oliver could be covered by a number of people now. In exchange for that Liam offered to read the file.
“It’s ruined,” Carey sighed, handing it over.
“Not necessarily...” Liam smiled, already having adjusted to Carey’s uniqueness. He examined the paper, touched each one, before looking up. “Remy Etienne LeBeau, a.k.a. Gambit, mutant born in New Orleans with the power to kinetically charge items for explosive means and hypnotic charm. Also a skilled fighter and once part of the Thieves Guild, escaped a Weapons Program, last seen working in tandem with the X-Men.”
“X-Men, huh?” Carey vaguely remembered the name, remembered the man with the claws, Logan, mentioning it. It was where he first ended up when he was frantically looking for answers.
“Might be worth looking into,” Liam offered the pages back. “They could have more information on Mr LeBau and Mr Creed.”
“Creed?”
“Uh...third page there’s a crime report mentioning a man called Sabertooth, only man I know with that moniker is a mutant named Victor Creed.”
Carey nodded some as he took the folder back, then looked to Christine. “Maybe you should go to a safe house or something for awhile.”
Christine nodded mutely, the shock of the whole night setting in at once.
Bit longer than usual, but I couldn’t bring myself to cut any of it out, lol!! Given Dr Strange’s post-credits scene I figured he might have met all the Avengers at some point and, possibly, gotten friendly enough that he’d give Christine the number in case of emergencies...just roll with it, lol! And now Carey’s been put back on the path to his buddy Ash, yay!! Not sure yet if Christine will change her mind or not on the safehouse.
Main Story: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Part 29 Part 30 Part 31 Part 32 Part 33 (NSFW) Part 34 Part 35 Part 36 Part 37 Part 38 Part 39 Part 40 Part 41 Part 42 (NSFW) Part 43 Part 44 Part 45
(Ash NSFW Prequel Piece, St Patrick’s Day Prequel, Dusty’s Trauma Extra)
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