#I’ll probably do even more

[kekstala]

Happy New Year everyone ❤️

And what’s better than to start the new year with shameless promotion of a fanfic that I’ve discovered lol

The fanfic I’m talking about is called “Always Make Sure Your Paintings Have Been Vetted by an Exorcist” by Qwagly

Don’t mind the name, because this one is an absolute gem! It’s so good, I’ve even robbed @tuttiwrites into reading it, which resulted with us meeting in DMs, fangirlin whenever a new chapter gets released.

Don’t let the amount of chapters scare you away either (currently 15) because it’s really easy to read and gets quite captivating with every story piece you discover- it’s addicting and I’m carving for more lol

For the context of the artworks - it’s basically some scenes that appear in the story.

The fanfic is so fantastic written, it deserves at least one piece of fanart! 👌

So feel free to give this one a try! It’s absolutely worth a read if you love these two dorks ❤️ and leave some love for the author as well in the comment section at Ao3 - they deserve the best for providing such a great story!

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UPDATE: I found the author!….or at least they found me 😆

So feel free to support @qwagly and send them some love for their hard work❤️

[chloesimaginationthings]

can you. Can you draw scrap baby. And molten Freddy. OMG NO YOU SHOULD TOTALLY DO MILLIE FROM THE BOOKS OMG!!! That would be lit. You know what else would be lit. More circus baby 🥺🙏

I have actually drawn scrap baby before!!

[ohitslen]

Something other about his eyes

Bonus! Based on this quick thing I did this afternoon and the idea took a bit more shape and turned into that thing from above uEK

[dragonsareverycool]

A Brothers Reunion

The small summoning circle lit up, casting a soft green glow, as two eyes watched it with weary hope.

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Two demons argued violently about a soul, and Danny sighed from his spot on the throne that fully claimed him a month ago. While he still found it hilarious how thoroughly this guy managed to swindle so many of the high ranking demons, it had started to cross into annoying territory. Danny was seriously considering making a whole office dedicated specifically to hold all the paperwork one ‘John Constantine’ was seemingly generating with his very presence. Suddenly, Danny felt a soft tug on his core, much gentler then the summoning rituals of all those crazy cultists that keep popping out of nowhere used. More like the circles he gave to Sam Tucker or Jazz. But he could feel the summoner’s emotions, and the poor guy on the other end felt like he was about to cry.

Danny mentally went through everyone he’s given his personal line to. Then, he shot up and called for Fright Knight to send the demons away while Danny quickly allowed himself to be pulled through the summoning circle to where his brother waited anxiously.

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The circle flared, and a large eldrich like figure quickly crawled through. Then, a very familiar voice muttered

“Man I wish these things weren’t so dramatic. I already scared the shit out of the justice league because of it” as the being’s form shifted to the more familiar form he took when seeing Damian for the first time in a decade. His white hair looked a little longer now, and his eyes a less toxic green.

“Danyal” Damian said stiffly. Danny looked up, making eye contact with Damian before responding

“Damian” in response Damian lunged, pressing a blade to Danny’s neck before asking a question only Danny could answer.

“What’s the last story you told me?” Danny simply smiled nostalgically,

“There’s the Damian I know. I told you about Canis Minor 16 days before I died the first time.” Damian heasitated before putting away his weapon and paused before he quickly started to hug Danny, who returned the hug.

“… first time?” Damian asked, still in Danny’s arms.

“Mother didn’t tell you what happened to me after, did she?” Danny asked into his twins hair. Damian didn’t even bother to say anything and just turned his head to look at Danny balefully, before Danny sighed and said

“Of course she didn’t. I was dunked into the Lazarus pits, before mother dropped me off in the middle of nowhere America, where she forbade me from ever talking about my old life or ever attempting to contact you.” Damian paused to process this, before saying

“And the second time?” Danny sighed at that, his face set into a grimace. Damian started to move, bringing Danyal over to his bed, where Danny realized Damian had summoned Danny in his room. Damian sat them both onto his bed, and curled further into Danny’s arms, while gesturing to continue.

“I was adopted by a couple who claimed to be ‘ectobiologists’ who already had an older daughter named Jazz. She’s my sister.” Damian nodded solemnly at that, mentally adding ‘Jazz’ to his list of siblings. Danny pulled out his brick of a phone and started showing Damian pictures of his adoptive parents, his sister and everything else as he spoke about it. “They’d been working on a project in their lab since before they adopted me, longer then they’re had Jazz even. When I was fourteen, they finally tried to turn it on. It failed. It was a portal to what they called ‘The Ghost Zone’, but that realm is much more. The Infinite Realms are the glue that holds all universes together, and its a kind of afterlife. They didn’t know half of that, only that some souls of humans who died stay there, and even then, they thought that these ghosts were only a husk of their former selves, and couldn’t feel pain.” Damian started to connect the dots at that and asked

“You’re one of these ghosts?” It was almost a statement, but Damian wasn’t going to make many assumptions. Danny nodded before continuing

“I had two friends who convinced me to show them the failed portal. I walked inside of the portal we assumed was completely defunct, and I tripped over one of the many wires on the floor. When I tried to stabilize myself, I hit the on button.” Damian’s eyes widened, and he froze while Danny paused. After a moment, Danny continued, saying “My adoptive parents had connected the portal to the towns power grid, and the portal opened up on top of me. Electricity and ectoplasm, what ghosts and the Infinite Realms are made of, clashed inside my body, killing me and reviving me repeatedly until the portal finally spit me back out. I only half died that day.” Danny put his phone away and focused on playing with Damian’s hair. Damian reveled in his brothers affectionate touch like when they were small.

“Half?” Damian asks after a minute or two.

“Half. I technically have several ghost forms, and I have a human form” Damian looked up from Danyal’s arms, his eyes asking the obvious question he was a little afraid to ask, though he’d never admit it. Danny smiled at the unasked question, and rings of light formed around him, before dissipating and revealing a very much alive eighteen year old Danyal Nightingale. He grabbed one of Damian’s hands and pressed it against his neck, allowing Damian to revel in feeling his former dead brother’s pulse. Damian tested Danny’s wrist, and put his ear against Danny’s now warm chest.

Damian will deny the appearance of tears to his death, but Danny didn’t say anything, he just held Damian closer. After a while Danyal started to talk about the stars. Filling the silence with quiet but passionate rambling about stars and space. It was familiar. It was safe and warm and then Richard ruined the moment by slamming open Damian’s door yelling about a ‘Family Game Night’ and got a knife for his troubles. Of course he dodged with practiced ease, but then he realized Damian wasn’t alone in his room. Time seemed to freeze at the stand off. Dick had frozen, as the joy on his face seemed to leach away at the realization that there was an intruder.

[foreverppl]

Orla’s liberation comes at the price of the merc’s. The further they entrench themself into being used as an implement for her to use to her ends, the more divorced they become to themself (though, even that’s a bit complicated. Who is the merc without Orla? Her guiding hand. Her crook shepherding. Her word governing.) She’s building her empire; the merc’s shoveling their grave. But at the same time, her empire doesn’t necessarily guarantee her own (true) freedom and is, in fact, a kind of gilded cage in its own right. You painstakingly build yourself a palace behind enemy lines, with all the luxuries you can scrounge together. Give yourself every comfort, loud music to drown out whatever ghosts you’re still trying to outrun, good sex, good food, people who will jump to murder for you without blinking an eye… yet it’s difficult to truly allow yourself to relish in any of it for more than a couple fleeting moments when you know there are serpents slithering just right outside the gates. Doesn’t matter how much you fortify your house of cards, it can still all come crumbling down with a gust of wind. And what then? One king (queen) deposes another, Vapolis continues on. No one will mourn. Orla knows this. Orla is terrified by this.

Anyway.. @vapolis sending you my therapy bill as I type this.

[sofiaruelle]

Meet us at the Bus Stop~!

# a d (/s for joja)

[vtmgremlin]

Does it count as cheating if you steal your own artwork?

[potato-lord-but-not]

I offer to you the ship of Roland Cummings, Delphine Cummings, and Charlie Dowd that has been absolutely rotting my brain and is ripe for Charlie angst. I talk about them a bit here in which I discuss multiple Charlie ships but I must spread the propaganda of them o7

Ohhhhhh despite not really being Roland/Noel girlie I can indeed see the appeal 👀

[swampybogg]

sketch Twin-Shadowed Knight spoiler

[puppeteerpoet]

Women in Star Wars who are not appreciated enough you’ll always have your biggest fan in me

[codgod]

as many elena’s as i could fit on one page (and one itty bitty peter because ofc)

[lyculuscaelus]

Day 6941 of pondering over Odysseus’s hair color again. Dark will forever live rent free in my head but red is gorgeous and brown is so commonly accepted and auburn as a mixture is beloved but then dark is still living rent free in my head…

Basically, depending on how you interpret the color of ξανθός (xanthos, for his hair) and κυάνεος (kyaneos, for his beard) to be

[twojamie-o-clock]

Steven & Sara & Jamie should hold hands and dance in a circle over guilt of feeling like they’ve deserted idk

[cq-studios]

Ephemer Week 2024 || Day 1

Light | Leadership | Favourite Canon Line/Scene

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“Me? A Master? A Union leader?”

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Page and Art below done by @thetwilightroadtonightfall! Thank you for hosting (I hope you don’t mind the @)

[shima-draws]

Is there a One Piece rarepair ships week. Is that a thing. It should be a thing I think

[quibbs126]

Oh yeah, so I mentioned having an idea for that oplita kid in TF One

Well I did, but it’s also mostly characterized by the idea of: what if it’s the same timeline as Lux?

Like, I imagine Optimus and Elita being a thing only after Megatron’s fall and his and Optimus’ break up. And it’d probably be a bit before it officially starts happening. Meanwhile with Lux, she’s only supposed to happen on accident right at the tail end of Orion and D-16’s relationship

So after Megatron’s banishment, Optimus and Elita here get together, and eventually they have their son (who granted probably doesn’t have the exceptional size difference here since both he and Elita would be motorbikes). But also, unbeknownst to them, Megatron’s got his and Orion’s daughter in Lux, and who also is not aware that Optimus and Elita are actually together and have a kid of their own now

So like, there’s gonna be a lot of drama the day they do find out about the other kid

But meanwhile with the kids themselves, I imagine them just vibing together. And also them meeting first before their parents know about the other, like them both sneaking off and meeting the other. And they don’t know at first that the other is their half-sibling, but it just makes things better when they do find out in their eyes. Their friendship also could be how their parents find out about the whole situation