#World description??

[florizzia]

[Pt-Br] - De alguma forma eu acho que a "construção de mundo" das minhas Fanfics pode ser um tanto quanto confusa, então eu meio que fiz um resumo muito bem resumido disso e decidi postar aqui para que futuramente ninguém que for lê-las futuramente fique deveras confuso.

[Eng] - Somehow I think that the "worldbuilding" of my Fanfics can be a bit confusing, so I kind made a very brief summary of it and decided to post it here so that no one who reads them in the future will be really confused. (The english version is after the portuguese one, and it's translated by google translator because my brain is not with us anymore.)

●Criaturas Estranhas, Mas Importantes:

↳Criadores: Criaturas que estão além da consciência humana, podem assumir diferentes formas e apresentar diferente habilidades. Alguns criadores gostam de manter as mesmas habilidades que suas criações, se não mais poderosas ainda. Outros, no entanto, preferem habilidades básicas ou nenhuma.

↳Delta (1): A princípio era apenas um mecanismo sem qualquer objetivo, mas que acabou absorvendo acidentalmente da alma de sua criadora e se tornou uma entidade.

●A Divisão Universal:

↳A Realidade: A Realidade é a Realidade, nada mais e nada menos. É nela que você vive, caro Espectador/Leitor.

↳Fandoms (Comunidades): As Fandoms, ou Comunidades, são locais onde muitos Criadores habitam, eles normalmente escolhem uma Comunidade em específico para viverem e regem seus universos (independentemente de que Fandom eles sejam) dali.

↳Universo Original: O Universo Original, como já é de se esperar, é o universo original da obra e que pode ser fragmentado em dois, um sendo a versão canônica enquanto o outro seria a interpretação de cada Criador/Espectador.

↳Universos Alternativos/Linhas do Tempo: Universos Alternativos e Linhas do Tempo permanecem tendo o mesmo significado e funcionamento, embora existam os Universos Alternativos Originais (aqueles sem qualquer influência de terceiros além da de seus criadores Originais) e os Universos Alternativos derivados das alterações da Comunidade; eles também estão estritamente ligados com o Universo Original e o Multiverso.

↳Multiverso: O Multiverso é um imenso vazio onde os Universos Alternativos se encontram aglomerados e interligados, normalmente é regido por um Criador, ou por algum guardião de confiança deste. O Multiverso é formado e estruturado de maneira diferente de acordo com seu Criador, Universos Alternativos que existem no Multiverso de “A” podem não existir no de “B” e vice-versa. Também há um núcleo, ele é a parte mais importante de todo o Multiverso e pode facilmente ser desestabilizado, por isso o Criador ou Guardião Regente sempre devem estar atentos a ele.

O Multiverso Delta tem Gimi como Criadora e Regente. Seu núcleo por muito tempo foi instável, no entanto foi estabilizado mais tarde com ajuda de seus habitantes. Não é incomum que Universos Alternativos abandonados ou não finalizados sejam destruídos, tal ocorrência é constante e acontece a cada poucos meses com a autorização de Gimi.

●Triângulo de Três Pontas {[I]CG}:

↳[Ipê]: [Ipê] morreu ainda muito jovem, não tendo mais que 18 anos de idade, ela era a primogênita de um casal de classe média, que era muito amoroso com ambas as filhas, embora, em alguns momentos e situações, [Ipê] fosse vilanizada por eles em relação a sua irmã mais nova. [Ipê] era uma Criadora desconhecida e sem noção de qualquer tipo de magia, suas criações nunca foram finalizadas ou reconhecidas. Todavia, antes de morrer, por causas desconhecidas, mas com a especulação de um suicidio, [Ipê] criou uma entidade chamada Delta¹, que se apossou de sua Alma e a fez regredir no tempo. (Embora esta regressão tenha feito com que a Alma de [Ipê] deixasse a linha da Realidade e fosse parar em um Universo completamente diferente.)

↳Casia: Casia pode ser dita como a “segunda vida” de [Ipê], ela era/é uma híbrida felina, que nasceu em um Universo místico e cheio de criaturas mágicas e igualmente anormais. A família de Casia foi massacrada quando ela ainda era bebê e ela acabou sendo criada por uma dona de casa e seu marido.

Não se tem muitas informações em relação a sua vida até o momento em que ela começou a frequentar a escola durante o ensino médio, sua influência começou a crescer sobre outras criaturas e ela fez um acordo com um demônio raposa chamado Kurama. Ambos eram uma mistura cármica e caótica, mesmo ainda muito jovens.

No fim, Casia tampouco passou dos 18 anos de idade, seu Universo entrou em colapso e ela acabou morrendo junto com ele. Sua Alma, ainda atrelada ao Delta, que retira e armazena parte de sua essência, é forçada a regredir no tempo mais uma vez. (Agora, voltando a linha da Realidade.) 

Mais tarde Gimi a trouxe de volta à vida, usando a essência de sua própria alma que foi armazenada pelo Delta.

↳Gimi: A Alma de [Ipê] retorna para o próprio Universo e Linha do Tempo, embora algumas modificações aparentemente haviam sido feitas. Gimi nasceu acompanhada de seu irmão gêmeo, Murilo Henrique (ou apenas Henry), que vivia antagonizando-a. Gimi viveu o que [Ipê] viveu, mesmo que ela estivesse sempre à sombra do irmão. 

Aos 4 anos de idade, Gimi despertou as memórias adormecidas, tanto de [Ipê] quanto de Casia, que foram armazenadas pelo Delta. Junto de tais lembranças veio um despertar mágico que colidiu sua Realidade com as Comunidades. Gimi acabou acordando em uma cama de flores sob uma montanha com todas as lembranças de seus eus passados e a noção de que era uma criadora. Ela desde então se estabeleceu na Comunidade de Undertale e rege o Multiverso Delta junto de suas versões e criações em outras Fandoms.

Mais informações sobre Gimi não são relevantes no momento, todas elas estarão aparecendo em minhas Fanfics (em que Gimi aparece em todas elas).

{English Version - If somethin it's wrong or strange, it's google translator falt}

●Strange but Important Creatures:

↳Creators: Creatures that are beyond human consciousness, can take on different forms and have different abilities. Some creators like to keep the same abilities as their creations, if not even more powerful. Others, however, prefer basic skills or none at all.

↳Delta (1): At first it was just a mechanism without any objective, but it ended up accidentally absorbing from its creator's soul and becoming an entity.

●The Universal Division:

↳Reality: Reality is Reality, nothing more and nothing less. This is where you live, dear Spectator/Reader.

↳Fandoms (Communities): Fandoms, or Communities, are places where many Creators live, they usually choose a specific Community to live in and govern their universes (regardless of which Fandom they are from) from there.

↳Original Universe: The Original Universe, as expected, is the original universe of the work and can be fragmented into two, one being the canonical version while the other would be the interpretation of each Creator/Spectator.

↳Alternative Universes/Timelines: Alternative Universes and Timelines remain having the same meaning and functioning, although there are Original Alternative Universes (those without any influence from third parties other than that of their Original creators) and Alternative Universes derived from changes in Community; they are also strictly linked with the Original Universe and the Multiverse.

↳Multiverse: The Multiverse is an immense void where Alternative Universes are clustered and interconnected, it is normally governed by a Creator, or by some trusted guardian thereof. The Multiverse is formed and structured differently according to its Creator, Alternative Universes that exist in the Multiverse of “A” may not exist in that of “B” and vice versa. There is also a core, it is the most important part of the entire Multiverse and can easily be destabilized, which is why the Creator or Ruling Guardian must always be aware of it.

The Delta Multiverse has Gimi as Creator and Ruler. Its core was unstable for a long time, however it was later stabilized with the help of its inhabitants. It is not uncommon for abandoned or unfinished Alternate Universes to be destroyed, such an occurrence is constant and happens every few months with Gimi's authorization.

●Three-Pointed Triangle {[I]CG}:

↳[Ipê]: [Ipê] died at a very young age, no more than 18 years old, she was the firstborn of a middle-class couple, who were very loving towards both daughters, although, in some moments and situations, [Ipê] was villainized by them in relation to her younger sister. [Ipê] was an unknown Creator with no idea of ​​any type of magic, her creations were never completed or recognized. However, before dying, for unknown causes, but with speculation of suicide, [Ipê] created an entity called Delta¹, which took over his Soul and made it regress in time. (Although this regression caused the Soul of [Ipê] to leave the line of Reality and end up in a completely different Universe.)

↳Casia: Casia can be said to be the “second life” of [Ipê], she was/is a feline hybrid, who was born in a mystical Universe full of magical and equally abnormal creatures. Casia's family was massacred when she was still a baby and she ended up being raised by a housewife and her husband.

There is not much information regarding her life until the moment she started attending school during high school, her influence began to grow over other creatures and she made a deal with a fox demon called Kurama. They were both a karmic and chaotic mixture, even though they were still very young.

In the end, Casia was not even 18 years old, her Universe collapsed and she ended up dying along with it. Your Soul, still tied to the Delta, which withdraws and stores part of your essence, is forced to regress in time once again. (Now, returning to the line of Reality.)

Gimi later brought her back to life, using the essence of her own soul that was stored by Delta.

↳Gimi: The Soul of [Ipê] returns to the Universe and Timeline itself, although some modifications had apparently been made. Gimi was born accompanied by her twin brother, Murilo Henrique (or just Henry), who was always antagonizing her. Gimi lived what [Ipê] lived, even if she was always in her brother's shadow.

At 4 years old, Gimi awakened the dormant memories of both [Ipê] and Casia, which were stored by Delta. Along with such memories came a magical awakening that collided their Reality with the Communities. Gimi ended up waking up in a bed of flowers under a mountain with all the memories of her past selves and the notion that she was a creator. She has since established herself in the Undertale Community and rules the Delta Multiverse alongside her versions and creations in other Fandoms.

More information about Gimi is not relevant at the moment, they will all be appearing in my Fanfics (in which Gimi appears in all of them).

{Por enquanto... Fim!!/For now... The End!!}

[Pt-Br] - Eu quero agradecer muito my dear @atozzie, que me deu sua opinião e me ajudou a pontuar algumas coisinhas neste post!

[Eng] - I want to really thank my dear @atozzie, who gave me his/her/they opinion and helped me point out a few things in this post!

[geekysteven]

[ID: text "Important Starfleet Maneuvers" Attached image is four panels as quadrants showing the Stargazer at warp, Riker sitting down, Voyager crashing into the time travel villain's space lab, and Pike hugging Una. Text on each "Picard maneuver: warp trickery" "Riker maneuver: Chair" "Janeway maneuver: hit it with the ship lol" and "Pike maneuver: Unabashedly care for the people in your life"]

[writers-potion]

Writing Weapons (2): Knives and Daggers

Dagger vs. Sword

In many situations, daggers might be more plausible than a sword fight.

Dagger are eaiser to carry and conceal, lighter, faster, good for spontaneous action, suicide bids, self-defense and assassination.

Dagger vs. Knife

No clear distinction; terms used interchangeably

Dagger is more for thrusting with 2 sharp edges

Knife is more for cutting (slashing) with 1 sharp edge

Concealment

Carried in a leather sheath on the belt

Can be concealed under a cloak, in a bodice (sheath sewn into the bodice), in a boot, behind hari ornaments

Bodice daggers (popular in the Renaissance) had no cross guards.

Connotations

Beside its combat value, the dagger has lots of emotional and sexual symbolisms.

The closeness need to attack with a dagger creates intense personal connection. They are often used in fights where emotions are running high: gang warfare, hate crime, vengeance.

Due to its shape and the fact that it's usually worn on a belt made it a symbol of virility in many cultures and periods.

Sometimes it was the hilt rather than the blade: like in the case of bollocks daggers with two...balls on either side of the hilt.

Fighting Techniques

Stabbing:-

The dagger with long, thin blades are made to stab a vital organ like the kidneys, liver, bowel, stomach or heart.

Stabbing directly at the chest seldom works, since the blde may glance off the ribs. Position the dagger below the ribcage and drive it upwards, through the diaphragm and into the lungs. If the sword is long enough and your fighter is a professional, you can get to the heart.

If no professional, just keep going for the stomach and you'll get one of the vital organs eventually.

Slashing:-

When describing a slash wound, show a lot of blood streaming, or even spurting.

Slashing dagger fights are bloody - show your MC's hands getting slick with blood, grip on the weapon slipping.

The aim is to cut the opponent's throat or cut tendoms, muscles, or ligaments to disable. Slashing the muscles in the weapon-wielding arm is the most effective; insides of the writst or back of the knee is also critical.

Assassinations:-

Show good knowledge of the humna antatomy

Use a stabbing dagger

A single, determined, calculated and efficient stroke, probably below the ribs.

Self-Defense:-

Disable the attacker by slashing their weapon-wielding hand (elbow or wrist)

Quick, multiple stabs wherever the MC can get the blade to land; the attacker won't give time for careful positioning

If the blade is too short to do any significant damage, maek up for this by stabbing so ast that the pain and blood loss distracts the opponent.

Vegeance and Hatred:-

Someone who is motivated by raging emotions will stab the victim repeatedly, even after he is already dead.

The attacker may stab or salsh the victim's face, disfiguring it.

Contemporary street fights and gang warfare usually involves these.

Duels:-

If both fighters are armed with daggers, include wrestling-type moves as they try to restrict each other's weapon hand.

Show them trying to disable each other by slashing insides of writes, elbows, the back of the knees, etc.

Dagger + Sword

If the character is expecting a fight, they can hold a sword in their right hand, and a dagger in their left to fight with both

Sword + mace combination also common.

Blunders to Avoid:

Direct stabbing at the chest wouldn't work.

Hero cannot cut his bread with a stabbing sword

adapted from <Writer's Craft> by Rayne Hall

[clouvu]

Save me french yuri... Save me

[splatoonusna]

An update on the 2024 Splatoon 3 World Championship:

[egophiliac]

still absolutely losing my mind over Lilia

[ryllen]

"Don't u know what u're asking me with these?

'Abandon the sea, and stay on land'"

"Are you sure you know~ what u're getting into, Trey-san?"

[x] [x] [x]

[yeehawpim]

I hope you aren't lonely even though they call you The Stranger

@worldsbeyondpod

[bet-on-me-13]

Danny dies every night.

So! Danny's secret Ghost Powers remained a secret for about 6 Hours.

After turning back into a Human, he had immediately gone back to his room and tried to fall asleep, pretending none of it was even real, that it was just a dream. The idea that he had just died was understandably hard to swallow, not to mention the fact he had somehow come back.

All he wanted to do was rest and figure it out later. It was a problem for Future Danny.

Except when he woke up, something was wrong.

He felt Cold, Colder than he had ever been before. It was as if he had a chunk of pure Ice stuck in his Chest, the cold spreading across every part of his body. With a start he realized that his chest wasn't moving at all, either from the beating of his heart or the breaths he was supposed to be taking.

He wasn't breathing. His heart wasn't pumping. The Ice in his chest was the feeling of his heart not pumping, still and unnaturally cold. At that realization, he felt his Heart begin beating again.

He ran downstairs, hoping to get his parents help. He didn't know what was going on exactly, but they must be able to help him right?! They were the leading experts on Undead Biology, they must know how to help him!

When he reached the kitchen, he saw his parents and Jazz huddled together at the table, crying together for some reason.

"Mom! Dad! Jazz! Somethings wrong! I don't know what happened, but last night I-"

He stopped when he saw their faces. Their cheeks were tear-streaked, eyes bloodshot, but the thing he noticed first was the grief and absolutely confusion in their eyes. They were staring at him as if they had seen a Ghost, figuratively of course, and they seemed to he trying to connect the dots in their heads.

"Danny?" Jazz asked in a shaky voice. "Is that you?"

"Jazz?" He asked in return, "What do you mean, of course it's me?"

She looked hopeful for a moment, before his mom stood up.

"No." She said, her voice held a hard edge. "It's not."

Danny almost fell over when she said that. "W-what?" He asked, "What are you talking about Mo-"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" She yelled. She gripped the Blaster in her hand tighter, aiming it at him. "I checked everything when we found Danny's body! He had no Pulse, no Brain Activity, and his Ecto Levels were far higher than normal! Danny is Dead! And you killed him!"

"What?!" Danny yelled in shock, "I didn't kill hi-I mean, I didn't kill me-I mean-What are you talking about!?"

This time his dad answered, getting up from the table himself. In his hand was another Blaster. "Danny's Ecto Levels could only have been that high if killed by something with a large amount of Ectoplasm, enough to leave such a mark. The Portal was open for hours last night before we found it and sealed it up, and that's when you got through isn't it!?"

His Dad leveled the Blaster to him.

"No! I'm not a Ghost, it's me! It's Danny!?" He pleaded, "Mom, I always baked you a cake on mother's day! Dad, I helped you clean up the lab the last time you blew it up! It's me!"

"Nice try." His mother said, "Die again, Ecto Scum."

That day, Danny ran away from home.

...

Ever since that day, Danny had been running as far as he could from Amity Park.

After he got out of the house, he tried to find any place he could hide as he figured everything out. His first try was Tucker, but his parents had anticipated that and beat him to the Punch. The same happened when he tried to go to Sam's, he barely escaped that situation alive(?).

At first he tried to stay in Amity, hoping he would eventually find a way to convince his parents of his true identity, so everything could go back to normal.

He abandoned that hope about a week later, when his parents got the local authorities on their side and issued a public service announcement stating he was a Murderer who killed their son, and to contact the Police if anybody saw him. The mindless Ghost they captured and presented on the Local News cemented the publics view on him.

So he ran from Amity.

The first few weeks on the Run were the worst. He wasn't used to surviving on the street, much less evading the Law Enforcement that seemed to keep finding him. He had to constantly stay on the move to keep away from the pursuit of his Parents, the Police, and the weird guys in white suits who had shown up once he passed the State Border.

His new Ghost Powers were the only thing that had let him get away most of those times. He could turn into a Full Ghost whenever he wanted, unlocking all of his powers for the time being, but also seemingly sending up a Beacon to whoever was looking for him. He found it was much easier to use their weakened versions in his Human Form.

As for his Undead-ness, he had mostly figured it out. His body was lying to him. He was Dead, but his Body was just pretending to be alive for his own sake. He didn't need to breath anymore, and his heart didn't need to pump, but they did because he felt that they needed to. He probably didn't even need to eat anymore.

The problem was that it couldn't keep it up when he was asleep. No matter what, every time he fell asleep his Body would die again, and when he woke up he would have to make it Live again.

One of the main reasons he kept getting caught recently was because well-meaning civilians would report to the Police that there was a Dead Teenager under a Bridge, or on a Park Bench, or on one memorable occasion in a Ditch. He would wake up in a Body Bag, escape, and be reported to his Pursuers.

At least his pattern of movement was untraceable so far.

Turns out, the Portal's opening had much more of an effect than his parents had anticipated. The Shockwave in the fabric of Reality when they punched a hole through it (and him), had caused dozens of Natural Portals to form across the Country, opening and closing in random places, soaking the area of Ectoplasm.

As an apparent Ghost, Danny was somehow drawn to these places. Whenever he got to one he felt rejuvenated, as if the stress of the past few days had never happened to him. He could only assume that he was Absorbing the Ectoplasm in the area to feed himself, based on a few of the things he remembered from his parents constant ramblings.

Whenever he would go to one of these places, he would find a bunch of Ghosts. Some were friendly, defying all of his expectations, while others were...less so.

They seemed to resent the fact that he was still half-alive, some simply jabbing insults at him, others straight up attacking him. It seemed that Life was a sore subject among those guys. Or maybe it was him stopping them whenever they attacked humans...that was probably more accurate.

Sometimes the Ghosts he would meet were in the middle of attacking humans to fulfill what they called their "Obsessions". He learned that all Undead, and basically all Immortal Beings, have Obsessions. They are their Sole Purpose in existence, a built in defense mechanism against insanity by giving them something to dedicate Eternity to.

He didn't know if he had an Obsession, but if he did he hoped it was easier to manage than theirs seemed to be. One of them was obsessed with attention, but got it by hypnotizing humans into adoring her. She chilled out after a while. Another loved the thrill of the Hunt, but only wanted rare game. He chased after Danny a lot in pursuit of his "One of a Kind Pelt".

He fought then off and saved people whenever he could, although sometimes it was risky. Many of them were older and more experienced than him, so he was forced to use his Ghost Form against some of them, sacrificing his hiding spot to save the people being terrorized.

He sort of enjoyed it. Whenever he helped people, saved them from danger, he felt better about his situation. As if he was making the best out of the horrible situation his life had turned into by helping as many people as he could. He always felt a bit more motivated to keep going every time he helped anybody.

Maybe that was his Obsession? Helping others? He didn't really think so, he was nowhere near altruistic enough to consider that a possibility. Maybe it was Space? He always felt that same relief when he would camp out away from the Cities. Eh, he'll probably never know.

This cycle of finding a new hiding spot, getting discovered, and running away again continued for a while. Years even.

Danny had Died at 14. He was now 17, and had been homeless for 3 years.

He hoped this next hiding spot would last a bit longer than the previous ones. This one felt different, the Ectoplasm he was wandering towards felt older than the other places he had gone. His previous hiding spots had always been the site of a recent Natural Portal, and the Ectoplasm in the atmosphere would feel Fresh and Wild.

But the Ectoplasm where he was going tasted Older, Stronger, more Set in Stone than the others had. Wherever he wad headed to next, it had been soaking in Ectoplasm for far longer than any other place he had ever been, even in Amity.

He walked up the the Sign at the side of the road, introducing the City to newcomers.

"Welcome to Gotham City" it said.

[dcangel]

one thing about stiles is that he absolutely cannot stay quiet when he cums, even if it’s in the worst situation possible. he could be home alone, or it could be late at night— either way, he’s jerking off to the explicit picture you sent him last week that he still has yet to get over. he can’t muffle any soft grunts or hums even when his mouth is closed. especially not when you’re letting him fuck you. his intentions when resting on top of you were innocent, perfectly content with being your weighted blanket. but something quite literally rubbed him the wrong way, and you felt it moments later. how could you say no to some not-so-innocent cockwarming? after all, Noah was in the dining room mulling over another case of a slashed-up body in the woods. clothes weren’t removed, just adjusted to allow his cock to slip out of his plaid sweatpants and into the small gap you left him between your drawn-down waistband and your cunt. it truly didn’t take long for vibrations of lost hums and whimpers to be felt against your neck as he allowed his hips to work lazily; his cock sliding in and out easily thanks to your building wetness. you really didn’t expect or want more from him, you just wanted him to please himself as you relished in his struggles to stay silent.

it was hard to keep stiles quiet, especially with the way the house fell silent after his dad drank himself to sleep, and there was no absent-minded muttering and mumbling to drown of the echoes of stiles’s growing whines. it was even harder when you felt warmth spill inside you and his hips still twitched as if one orgasm wasn’t enough. he was doing it to himself. grateful praises and broken whimpers tumbled from his lips that languidly tried attaching to your neck, and you didn’t even attempt to quiet him down. it would’ve been a futile effort anyway, especially with the way he absently began spewing mumbled begs against your neck to just let him be loud— to let him have his moment to openly relish in the feeling of you. and who were you to say no to your boy who took it upon himself to overwork his recently neglected body?

[r4trave]

homesick

[spicysourchimken]

Murder! Murder! Murder!

TRIGGER WARNING: discussions of death, murder, descriptions of corpses, gore and corpse desecration

(This Idea is loosely inspired by @/the-witchhunter's 'Ghost in the Morgue', please go check it out if you like this concept and have not yet read it)

[Other stuff in this AU: World Building]

Corpses au Danny, not just Corpse but Corpses. Every time Danny transforms he drops a new body, Danny honestly has lived with it long enough that it's funny at this point (and also. maybe made him a little weird about his own death and or deaths). This is not the same for Tim, who now has to deal with a potential serial killer.

Tim is looking into a string of strange and suspicious deaths that might point to the appearance of a new rogue, this results in him taking a visit to the morgue as Red Robin, only to meet a potential victim, Daniel Fenton the latest medical examiner for GCPD.

----

Tim was the one who had found the first body a week ago. He'd been on patrol when he'd spotted it propped up against a dumpster in an alley. It couldn't have been there longer than an hour, the blood was far too fresh.

Tim had planned to just check out the scene and call it in, but then he actually saw the body. It'd been eviscerated, torso ripped open organs spilling out and its hands had been frozen to the ground- hell the entire body seemed to be coated in a layer of frost.

Tim kept tabs on the investigation, if anything for simple curiosity. Then they'd found the second body. Body frozen to the ground, same victim profile- but the death had been completely different. Slashed throat, face mutilated.

Then there was another, and this time Tim wanted to see it in person. This was either a serial killer or the start of a new rogue, and for Tim to be able to tell he needed to see. He sent word to Gordon, if anything more of a warning. He was greeted by the medical examiner.

Greeted was a strong word.

The medical examiner was... strange. Tim had heard news of him starting work and as far as Tim was aware of he was clean, and an almost boring person. The medical examiner that Tim met was unnerving. Pale, staring almost through him and carried blase attitude to his work.

What was worse is that he reminded so much of a corpse, not just a corpse but the corpse.

Then it struck him.

Fenton could be a target. Fenton could be the focus of the killer's obsession.

He'd have to keep tabs on Fenton, too bad he might be the most reckless Gotham citizen in existence.

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Gotham, admittedly hadn't been Danny's first pick after he finished medical school. Danny had always intended to become a medical examiner, dealing with your own corpses for years would do that do you. 'Finished' was the real problem, Danny had been doing well, great even but then he'd died. Twice. Real unfortunate really, hit and run and then poison, left him with a dry throat for weeks.

His own classmate apparently tried to kill him, which means it would be more than hard to actually finish medical school. That's fine, he had access to Tucker, an actual godsend who was able to make it look like he had all the proper qualifications... as long as you didn't look too hard.

Gotham was apparently pressed for a good medical examiner. All he needed to be was experienced.

Thankfully he had that in spades.

Things frankly only started going down hill last week. He'd made a habit of taking on requests between work, occultist avoided Gotham like the plague leaving him the only voice for the dead. Usually it was pretty easy gig, collect some momentos, help a few ghosts recognize they're dead. Until he'd had to deal with a Wraith.

It didn't go well. Danny was dead set on handling it as a human, appearing as Phantom could cause all matter of chaos. Danny had also not been informed that the claws of a wraith could pierce through human flesh so there's that. Danny was once again evicted from the mortal coil, dropping his own corpse and having to finish the fight off

Danny had planned to deal with his body after gaining his human form back and making sure that the thing could no longer return to the earthly plane. Turns out a bat got there first, turned the place into a crime scene. Just his luck he was beaten bloody enough to be unrecognizable.

His luck continued to go down hill when he was killed, not once, not twice but three times (this of course, wasn't accounting for the times he'd needed to go ghost). He'd gotten good at taking care of his bodies in Gotham at that point, or so he thought, until he was told he had not only a new body on his table and Red Robin waiting to be escorted to his morgue.

Now Danny has to juggle the growing chaos that it they spirits of Gotham while trying to make sure none of his bodies are identified, even if that means making a mess of Red Robin's investigations.

[incoherent-orca]

If only she had been something holy herself, she could have saved him.

from Leaving Only Rust Behind by @clubsheartsspades which is an utterly gorgeous fic

[image description: a top-down view of a dark, square room. in the center of the floor lies Five Pebbles, an iterator from the game Rain World, a pink metal puppet dressed in orange robes. Five Pebbles is attached to a robotic arm mounted to the wall, which disappears under his robes. He has red and blue wires running from his head to the arm. His eyes are dark and hollow. Curled around his head is the Artificer, a slugcat from the same game. She looks like a small magenta ferret and emits a white glow, the only source of light in the room. She has red scars across her body, including one on her left eye. They are surrounded by hundreds of neuron flies, small white blobs with two protruding tentacles, that are arranged radially around them on the floor. End ID]

[keehlgender]

MATTMELLO WEEK DAY ONE: PARALLELS

[09/12/24]

[reasonsforhope]

Humanity is making progress on reproductive rights

"As the US Supreme Court prepares to hand down its latest batch of rulings, here is your periodic reminder that the United States is an outlier. Some 60 countries around the world have made their abortion laws more liberal in the past 30 years; only a small handful, which includes the United States, have made their abortion laws more restrictive. Source: Think Global Health"

Access to Abortion Has Increased Globally

-via Fix The News, Newsletter #53, June 13, 2024

[aroworlds]

For @aggressivelyarospec's Aggressively Arospectacular 2024, I thought I could combine my zigzag pride patch patterns and finishing techniques from my aro card tutorial to make a bookmark.

(Unfortunately, when I look at the finished bookmark, I can't not see a dollhouse-scale hall runner!)

If you're after a quick rundown on materials and process, I've a post available on aroworlds.com.