#Mentor Figure
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skycowboys · 2 years ago
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Been a while since I’ve sketched just a person. And even longer since it’s been Rorek! 
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kidron · 1 year ago
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X reader Character list
|Rise of The teenage mutant ninja turtles : every single character + Yuich Usagi (crossover)
|Bungou stray dogs (manga) : Atsushi, Kenji, Kyouka, Ranpo, Yosano, Kunikida, Lucy, Odasaku, Kyusaku, Karma, Poe, Karl, Mushitaro, Yokomizo, Tetcho, Aya, Bram, Lovercraft.
|Tokyo revengers ( manga + anime ) : Mikey / Manjiro, Hinata, Baji, Chifuyu, Kazutora, Ryusei, Kojiro, Peke-J, Souya / Angry, Nahoya / Smiley, Hakkai, Yuzuha, Terano South, Mochi, Mucho, Wakasa, Benkei, Senju.
|Lego Monkie kid : Sun wukong | Monkie king, six eared Macaque, Mk, Red son, Mei, Sandy, Mohawk ( Sandy's cat ) Jin, Yin, Bai Hee.
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joncronshawauthor · 1 year ago
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The Essential Guide to Assassin Fantasy Tropes
So, you’ve met the colourful ensemble of assassins in the realm of fantasy literature. Now let’s talk about the tropes that make these deadly darlings as predictable as a soap opera plot twist. You might think assassins are all about shock value, but let’s be honest—they’re as full of clichés as a politician’s promise. The Untraceable Poison The quintessential tool for anyone wanting to…
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canisalbus · 3 months ago
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✦ They said you were a bright child ✦
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cor-lapis · 6 months ago
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If I had a nickel for every time a father in genshin was (suspected to be) involved in child human experimentation
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Links below cut:
Candace redesign: eternal-moss (tumblr)
Dehya redesign: ohhnorr (tumblr)
Cyno, Tighnari, and Collei: mine :)
Quest summary masterpost (needs updating)
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schlauttism · 2 months ago
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I have just watched pkciv. I've never seen such high quality kidslop. Goofy as hell premise, and really fun to laugh at, but basically a proper shonen... Maybe the next generation of mcyt is gonna be alright after all
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moonlightcycle571 · 17 days ago
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Captain Marvel being a Girl Dad (Raven)
Captain Marvel should have a mentor/dad brotherly relationship with Raven, Zatanna and any of the Wonder fam. In this Essay, I will-
Actually I will. Starting off with Raven.
She deserves a magic mentor and non evil father figure in her life. Swoops in Cap who offers to transfer Trigon to the Rock of Eternity / the Monster Lands, both able to hold Trigon his end of demonic life.
Are you telling me Raven would see this happy Pitbull of a man and not get attached? Are you also telling me Billy wouldn’t jump at the chance to show her the Rock? Lend her books from the Library of the Rock, which might as well be the magical Library of Alexandria, at the first hint of interest?
Although Billy would see it as having friend to talk about his special interest (magic) and sharing it with them. Raven sees is as a new mentor figure.
Captain: And this book is one of my absolute favourites (it’s a book given to a past champion and remembers it like it’s his own)
Raven: Thanks Dad
Captain, is used to people calling him dad (dad Marvel au): anytime 😁😁😁
Raven, inwardly: this confirms it, I have a new dad 🥳
which I’m pretty sure would have this
Captain, noticing a really good book but it’s in a forgotten language: do you want me to read this book to you?
Raven, who never had a bed time story in her life: I’m winning
Also this
Captain: oh no, I lost my (league communication device) phone
Raven, unashamed: sure
Phone rings: Dad, you’re my Dad! Wookie Wookie Wookie
The rest of the Titans:
Raven: smug
Captain: Thanks :)
If Billy gets an apartment from his Whiz Job, with a hidden portal he made to the Rock and it has spare rooms so he gives one to Raven, that’s their business
Dad Marvel AU: everyone fighting on who’s the favourite child
Raven: well at least I get to live with him
Everyone: …
Raven: And he reads to me, and cooks for me AND helps me with my extracurricular (magic training)
Everyone: *definetely not crying*
Bonus:
Beast Boy is like a son-in-law that turns son figure. Or is he a son figure turned son-in-law?
Beast Boy: I can turn into a tiger
Marvel: Welcome to the family
Beast Boy:
Beast Boy, tearing up: happy to be here
If this is before or after he started dating Raven, that’s up to you.
Bonus 2:
Captain Marvel and Raven meditating next to a magic waterfall cause Billy knew a good spot to help relax
Random explorer, who was searching for said waterfall for years cause it’s rumoured to have magic properties: I-
Takes a picture and captions “tracked down a site for seven months, took 3 months to find location and one more to get to it. This is what I fuckin find.” #Capesknowtoomuch #pleaseshareinfirmation and #gatekeepingisntheroic
The post went viral. #BigRedCheese&GothDaughter
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intermundia · 5 months ago
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"The visual script [of Revenge of the Sith] shows the moment where 'burnt' Anakin is rescued by the Emperor—whose gesture echoes that of Obi-Wan touching Luke's forehead in Episode IV."
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So the sheer number of allusions between Lucas's work on the prequels and the original trilogy is so satisfying to me. His whole philosophy of "it's like poetry, it rhymes," influenced the prequels on both a macro- and micro- scale. From mirroring themes and large structural choices, to tiny visual beats like this. The prequels are in open dialogue with the originals, and imho it's different from how the Force Awakens recycled and reused story beats, it's not mere reference out of nostalgia. It's very intentional and the meaningful connections that improve both sides of the conversation by virtue of the link.
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phoenixkaptain · 6 months ago
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I love the relationship between Ra’s and Tim in the Red Robin run because it reads fundamentally as an unrequited crush. Between an old man who is so rich he will never spend all his wealth, a man who is considered to be charming in the same way a snake is, a man who is more powerful than the majority of other villains just on the strength of his legacy alone.
And.
A seventeen-year-old boy who has not slept in three days since the last time someone drugged him, has not showered in three weeks unless you count being thrown into a river, has not cleaned his room since he was three and his parents still payed attention to him.
And when I tell you which one has the crush on the other, that’s it, that’s the ultimate punchline, DC may never reach these peaks of comedy ever again.
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yuutaguro · 11 months ago
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my dear, you are so so loved 🤍
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marisatomay · 1 month ago
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As if Glen is not begging for Tom to be in him by any means necessary
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unidentified-refresher · 2 months ago
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Finished design sheet for Zhecra!! Please look at my horrible mouldy woman :)
Darth Zhecra was a cruel and brutal sith lord during the time of the old republic. Later in life she became more secluded while pursueing her attempts to train the perfect apprentice. She was eventually betrayed by said apprentices and sealed in carbonite for thousands of years, until stumbled upon by a stranded group of jedi younglings during the clone wars...
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kettlefire · 5 months ago
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Age is but a Number (DPxDC)
Daniel Fenton was only thirteen months old when he took his first steps. Only fifteen months old when he said his first words. He was two years old when he uttered his first sentence.
Danny could walk back his whole timeline from the moment he opened his eyes into this world. Except, none of those moments counted. They held no true weight for Danny's life.
No, there were certain moments that mattered. That had a clear shift to his life. Not every moment, not every milestone mattered.
Danny was five years old when he first felt the sting of disappointment at his parents missing a school event. He was six years old when the lab door was closed in his face for the first time, but not the last time.
He was eight when his young mind realized who was the one raising him. The one feeding him, waking him up, getting him dressed, and dealing with his tantrums.
Danny was ten when he learned to love and hate his parents for the true first time. Seeing both the good and the bad in them, and still loving them despite it.
He was eleven when he watched his sister crack under the pressure. Stood teary-eyed in the doorframe of her bedroom as he watched her cry and sob. He was twelve when he got into his first real fight with his mother, hiding away at Tucker's place for a few nights.
Danny was fourteen years old when he stepped into his parents' portal. When he accidentally hit the on switch. When a combination of ectoplasm and electricity ruined his life.
He was only fourteen when he experienced death for himself. Felt his life force leave him, and flood him at the same time.
Danny was still only fourteen when his world changed. New powers and abilities appear out of thin air. When a crazed billionaire latched on to him. When Danny had taken the mantel of a hero without meaning to.
He was still just fourteen when his life was filled with constant fighting. Both ghostly and human. Things got more tense between Danny and his mother. School was a weight that Danny wasn't sure he could handle.
Danny was fifteen when he had an existential crisis. The weight of a looming crown he was meant to take on the moment he turned eighteen or died fully. Having witnessed timelines where his family was gone. Having recognized a pattern of repetition in a life that Danny didn't want.
He was still fifteen when he made an impulsive decision. It was stupid and rash. Something expected from an angsty teenage boy, and not from an heir to a throne and a town to protect.
There had been no big fight. No big showdown. His parents still didn't know his secret. Danny hadn't bothered telling Tucker, Sam, or Jazz about his great plan. One moment, Daniel Fenton was in Amity Park. The next moment, he was gone without a trace.
Danny is just a fifteen year old boy, perched on a hill miles away from home. He didn't know what he was doing or what he was going to do. He didn't even know what state he was in.
He had just flown through the sky, a bag of emergency supplies slung over his shoulder. Danny had no intentions of stopping. That was until he stumbled cross a state line, and felt it.
A strong sense of caring and love. A feeling that Danny could only compare to the love he felt from Jazz. There was a strangeness in the air, but also a feeling of home. It drew Danny in like a moth to a flame.
Danny was just fifteen, curled up on a damp hill. Staring up into the night sky, and wishing for things to be different.
Not completely different. He didn't want to get rid of Phantom. Didn't want his life to go back to how it had been. Danny wanted things to get better. He wanted to feel like a kid again, something he realized he hadn't felt in a long time. Despite Jazz's best efforts to shield him.
The first tear had left Danny before he even realized it. A shaking hand wiped the tear away, silently cursing at himself for being such a baby.
Except that wasn't the only tear. It was like a dam, he never knew was there, had broken. Tears streaked down Danny's cheeks faster than he could wipe them away. Choked muffled sounds quickly turned to harsh gasping sobs.
Danny was only fifteen when he finally broke. Curled up on a random hill in a random state in the middle of nowhere. A glowing young teenager whose glow only seemed to dull with each gut-wrenching sob. Yet the stars seemed to twinkle even brighter than ever on this countryside.
So lost in the whirlwind of emotions that Danny was too young to fully decipher, he never noticed the approaching vehicle. Didn't so much as flinch when it came to a stop near him.
Danny's pain radiated with each sound he made. With each tear that left his toxic eyes. There was seemingly no end to it all. Until a single voice managed to pierce through Danny's bubble.
"Oh, dear... It's just a boy. Quick, grab a blanket!"
A small, frail voice was all it took. A voice weathered with age, and a tremble to it. Danny's whole body froze, head lifting to look at the speaker.
Except his vision had been quickly covered for a brief moment as an old flannel blanket was suddenly wrapped around Danny's shoulders. It smelt of dirt, hay, and warmth.
A kind old woman quickly followed to take a seat beside the glowing teenager. A warm, loving smile on her lips as she brought a thermos to Danny. An equally old and warm man seemed to follow behind her.
Danny's sobbing had quieted as quickly as it had started. The teen was completely bewildered, stunned to silence. This old couple, the embodiment of the American dream, didn't so much as blink at the sight a glowing boy crying on their land.
She had called him a boy. She had called him a boy. Danny was just a boy to her. His hands trembled as he accepted the thermos, taking a drink from the still hot coco inside.
Danny's stunned silence must have spoken volumes. The old man had given out a chuckle, moving to stand beside his wife.
"Don't worry, bud. Our son is just as strange as you."
Danny was just fifteen years old when he stumbled onto the Kent farm. When John and Martha Kent stumbled upon a crying glowing boy. When a sweet old couple hadn't cowered in fear but instead embraced Danny. Offering kindness and comfort with no strings attached.
He was only fifteen when he found himself a new home. A new life. One where he didn't have to be anything more than a teenage trying his best. When his powers weren't needed, only appreciated. Never expected.
A life where a warm home-cooked meal and a mother's kiss seemed to greet him every morning and night. Where a father's touch seemed to linger in every tractor lesson, every game of catch, and every time Danny learned more about the farmer lifestyle.
Danny was fifteen when he found his family. When he met the equally kind son of an amazing couple. When he had someone willing to teach him how to handle his powers, but never expected him to.
But Danny was seventeen when his past came back. When a town and people he cared about, all came flooding back in. When the guilt and shame of abandoning them came flooding back in.
When his new picture, perfect life started to crumble around the edges. When he realized life never went well for a Fenton and Fenton-adjacent. The perfect safe bubble had to burst eventual.
And well, that's a story for another day.
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ghostbsuter · 1 year ago
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Damian was 10 when he was shipped off to his father.
He was 10 when he finally decided enough was enough, packed his stuff, called Mara, and the ball went rolling.
The moment Talia left the mansion, the DNA test confirmed, and Bruce emotionally compromised, did he finally move.
He'd stared his father down, felt nothing when he stood up and mild annoyance bloomed when his father asked– demanded– where he was going.
"You're a fool if you believe I will stay here." He spat, eyening the man in disdain.
It became very apparent that Damian wasn't what Bruce thought he'd be, what Talia thought he was.
"Your mother entrusted me with your safety–"
"I don't need protection. Mother wouldn't care if I stayed or not." He blinks. "Where is the cave? I wish to use the computer, I have people to contact."
Reluctantly, Bruce shows him the way, questions of who and why, and the plans he apparently had were asked.
Damian answers with vague wordings and enough open spaces for interpretation. Words greatest detective, he can figure it out himself without damian spelling it out for him.
When they do arrive in the batcave, Tim Drake— Robin— was sitting at the computer.
Huffing, Damian shoved the entire chair away from the table, taking its place and started typing.
"W— hey! What—? Who?" Tim looked between Bruce and Damian, despite being sleep deprived his eyes caught on the similarities, mouth dry and mind calculating.
"Does Dick know?" Is all he asks, leaning back and watching the younger boy work.
"Not yet."
A heavy sigh.
"Silence," the boy huffs, annoyed. "I'll have to make a call."
Glaring daggers, he pulls out a old burner phone, pressing the single number saved inside and waits.
"Damian."
"Hello, brother."
('Oh. Did he have another?' Tim wonders, watching Batman's face, blank like a paper sheet. Nothing. It feels like all his efforts of bringing the man back were just flushed.)
Or in simpler words:
Danyal al Ghul, the first successor of the demons head, born with his twin Athanasia al Ghul, to be the future of the league.
They were reborn with their former memories, stuck in place, constantly watched and trained. Manipulated. Weaponized.
All for a man playing immortal.
They'd only started planning when two more children came into the picture, Damian and Mara Al Ghul.
Danyal now Daniel "Danny" and Athanasia now Eleanor "Ellie" Nightingale took matters into their own hands and separated to take the kids in and end this.
End the league. End the cycle of whatever this, this cult is, and take over.
In many universes, Ra's al Ghul does not die, always returns, wielding his people like mere weapons.
In this universe, Danyal al Ghul is acknowledged as a traitor, killer of the Demons head and Older Brother, borderline father even, to his tiny brother Damian al Ghul.
In this universe, he raises Damian instead of Talia, shows him the cracks of this careful manipulated picture and listens when Ellie tells of her travels to this tiny child with a sad sad fate.
In this universe, Ellie takes in their tiny cousin, shielding her from the cruel eyes of a man not worthy. She trains her, shows her the ropes and takes her along when she leaves.
In this universe, Damian al Ghul and Mara al Ghul live a good live, protected by the twins of old souls and have a somewhat normal if not very complicated childhood.
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crappyyuki · 16 days ago
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More Lego Ninjago!
This man has me on a choke hold.
Like. I started this just after the other post and finished in 2 hours. 2 HOURS. Its a miracle. My average is around 5 hours XDDD
Spoilers!
Anyway. Its his time to shine. As a father mentor to his daughter a feral child. And be the badass ninja that he is.
But also he dumb because he is so dumb.
I love him so much. He is so my fav.
I love the sketch too. I couldn't capture its essence during the rendering stage so imma just—
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Mwah. I love it so much. Idk how I pulled it off. It came outta nowhere omg.
I love Kai. Hope to see more content of him.
And his trauma on Nether Space omg gimme the details. SPILL THE TEA GOSH DAMMIT! Did he get depresso cuz he's told he's trapped there for eternity but no expresso cuz he has to keep the bravado for his amigo Bonzle?
(Idk where that came from.)
Pls share ideas my god. I might draw them. Or write. Or cry. Idk. Whatever comes first.
Give the fire big bro some love pls. He deserves it. He's been sidelined for so long oh my god you have no idea. Its so disheartening cuz he was the protagonist on the beginning and has been for a long time in my eyes. He deserves some screen time and main character energy.
Like he had such a main character energy when he came back. That entrance was FIRE and that line was COLD. He is so cool. Gosh.
(Let him collapse pls. Nether Space should not be good for a not shattered soul like him. Like, did his soul shatter when he was sucked into the portal? If so, what are the effects? I have so many questions.)
(Also also I'm so curious to what happens when you forcefully shatter someone's goodness with the gong of shattering. If that's a thing, PLS DO IT TO KAI PLS. HE DESERVES A VILLAIN ARC!
LET HIM FIGHT HIS FAMILY.
MAKE THEM SUFFER.)
I love Kai man. You have no idea.
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veveisveryuncool · 9 months ago
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havent drawn them in a while
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