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I don't regret my dsmp phase but I genuinely think its time for people to move on. No one should be making discduo posts and fanart in the year of our Lord 2024, no one should be making edits of c! Wilbur or discussing the motivations of c! Tommy, or cosplaying characters from the DSMP. It feels like people doing that are still stuck in 2021 and I'm scared for their mental development. That doesn't mean they shouldn't be watching the CCs, hell, last year I was still writing fanfiction about the CCs, but seriously, its time to let the dsmp die and remember the good old days
are you 5 years old?
#confession#mod response#smp: dream smp#worst of mcytblrconfessions#mcytblrconfessions greatest shits#asks from children
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Rumors say this is what tipped Anakin to the Dark side.
#click for better quality!#Rex can't catch a fucking break man#All these Jedi do is eat hot chip. throw him over a cliff and flirt with the enemy.#Apologies if the armor is scuffed idk how perspective works#I'd do one version with Padme but her headdress looks mortifying to draw from this angle#'i'm not calling you good boy Ani you just fucking murdered an entire tuskan village. the woman and the children too!'#Okay that made me cackle.#captain rex#the clone wars#swtcw#star wars the clone wars#clone wars#tcw#ct 7567#TCW Captain Rex#TCW CT 7567#anakin skywalker#star wars anakin#TCW Anakin Skywalker#sw tcw fanart#the clone wars fanart#tcw fanart#clone wars meme#clone wars fanart#could be tagged as ship? Idk idc but this was drawn with platonic rl in mind#Graye's Art#ask to tag#Graye Draws
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me when i get the opportunity to think about speculative biology and non-existent game mechanics in media i like
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#the candle creatures are revamps#i had created the idea for them years ago but i wanted to redo them slightly with new eyes#the “dark variants” of the mantas and birds are variants of them that have adapted for life in wasteland and the forests#and also#i like the idea of candle creatures that live in villages or within communities#that are sort of akin to strays that the whole community takes care of#means alot to me#this isnt everything ive been thinking about#ill make a couple diagrams about the large birds#yknow the ones from rhythm that we see once and never again. yeah.#they exist in my heart#anyway#skycotl#sky cotl#sky children of the light#sky#sky:cotl#sky: cotl#thatskygame#speculative biology#<- i guess?#im having fun ok#im happy to answer questions about my thoughts btw!#might be answered on my main if i cant muster a doodle or something#but i love answering asks#so if ur interested id love to hear thoughts :)
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If I had to think of Fellow helping Vovó Bucchi with the sewing and Gidel helping her cook (aka cutting veggies and stirring the pot) you do to
HAH! Jokes on you anon! I also like to think about the little routine they would have!
Whether it's Gidel help with the dinner and some chores.... Fellow sewing old clothes or fixing something around the house, and even helping some neighbors! Or them doing the shopping and committing some crimes along the way, you know, common things for a simple little family~ 🤭
#twst#twisted wonderland#ask#!kah sketchs#!kah art#vovó Bucchi would teach them how to steal like a real Bucchi 😌#found family oh my beloved#THEY'RE A FAMILY YOUR HONOR#i did this instead of sleeping#Can you imagine that before vovó Bucchi would be alone in the house#only sometimes having visits from neighbors and local children#just waiting for Ruggie to come back? But now with these two#she doesn't need to be alone anymore?#AND NOW RUGGIE DOESN'T NEED TO WORRY SO MUCH?? NOW THAT HE KNOWS THAT THERE ARE OTHER PEOPLE TAKING CARE OF HER?#ok excuse im gonna cry now#vovó bucchi#grandma bucchi#twst fellow honest#twst gidel#ernesto foulworth#twst gino#I know the heights are all wrong BUT I WAS IN A HURRY SORRY
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Prompt 126
You know what would be hilarious?
Constantine comes into one of those meetings as he sometimes does every blue moon. Though the proper word would be storms into a meeting and practically slams a whole stack of papers down. “Can someone bloody explain to me why the American-fucking-government is trying to go to war with the fucking Infinite Realms?!”
The Justice League is of course alarmed and confused- and also John weren’t you in Hell?! Yeah, he was, where the fuck do you think he found out about this?
Now if you’ll excuse him he’s going back to the House of Mysteries with his now haunted trench coat. John, John Constantine what the fuck do you mean by that? No don’t just leave, don’t leave this mess just for them- JOHN!
#dpxdc#dcxdp#prompts#John: Trenchcoats haunted#JL: What#John as a giggle comes out from beneath his coat: Trenchcoats haunted#John got a get out of hell free card via Clockwork seeing an Opportunity for good timeline#And hey his favorite ghostlings also get a mentor now#John: I did not ask for 5+ children#Clockwork: Too bad you’re now their human caretaker have fun#The GIW were getting Bad#Like bad enough Sam and Tucker are practically full ghost now#Team Phantom pointing at the skrunkly sad trenchcoat man: New Dad Acquired#Constantine in Hell: What#Clockwork: Hello new son here are papers with proof of everything and can you tell the speedsters to stop thanks#Constantine now out of Hell: W h a t
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Question ...if fairies rely on desire to feed,would Dev be a GOOD food source or a terrible food source? Does desire come from wishing or wanting more, essentially. Because dev like.. Has all he can want except his dad's approval ,so how does that work?
Fairies' food comes from the innate emotion a person has while Wishes are just the only way Fairies can pull the emotions (food) out!!!
The more the desire is out of reach, the more delicious it is, and the longer the fairy can go without needing another meal. It's simply easier to harvest from children because they have big emotions, and weak minds and impulses. A child can say "I wish" more openly than an adult does, making it easier for Fairies to cultivate.
Dev's one of the best food sources there is. In fact, he's able to feed a family of 5 for at least 8 months! However, he's also one of the worse sources to collect from because his desire is noncollectable by magic.
Which means you'll need an expert high-class, high-ranking Fairy Godparent who can siphon out his Desires into smaller parts via multiple smaller wishes!
Bitties Series: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]
#fairly oddparents#fop#fop a new wish#fop dev dimmadome#fop dev#dev dimmadome#fop hazel wells#fop hazel#hazel wells#asks#itty bitties fop au#man its a good thing fairyworld assigned only the best fairy for the job!#btw. timmy was also a high (higher) profile case#cosmo and wanda was able to retire from their careers and go on a thousand year honeymoon bcs he gave them so much food that they actually.#honestly?#cosmo and wanda never has to eat again.#on a spectrum of cases hazel and timmy are on opposite ends#with dev smack dab in the middle#he's an easy case for an experienced fairy to handle. but you'll want a VERY experienced fairy to get the job done faster and efficiently#and fairies care more about efficiency than the actual child care#(hence why cookie was going to be assigned to Hazel)#(most efficient fairy who can automate her work!)#CosWan are like... very much outliers in that they're slow to do their jobs and take ease in how they cultivate fairy food from children#but they're considered the best of the best bcs of it!!!
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YOOOOOOOO the fact that nimona’s voice as a demon baby is the same voice actress as gloreth’s in the flashback. yes the logistical explanation is it’s cheaper to have one young voice, but the sexier in-narrative explanation is that anytime nimona ever portrays a young child (other than themselves) it’s in the voice of the first and only friend they ever had. until Bal.
#when nim asked bal 'not a lot of children in your life huh?' it was a canonball being chucked from a glass palace#nimona#nimona spoilers#nimona meta#owl post
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I love Dadster.
I also love the concept of Dadster-in-law
#aka drawing#aka doodles#also just in case anyone asks i use gaster as a dad/bro interchangeably djkfgldge#gaster: how many children do you want to have#you: um#sans: DAD STOP IT ARGHGHGGRH#kid or no kid hes gonna act as a very exciteable grandpa#he wants to be invited to the wedding#void and deleted from the timeline be damned#like he’s gonna miss his son’s wedding#get real#you: dr gaster? mr gaster?#gaster: please call me dad#sans: (dying inside)#also gaster is so fun to draw
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A test run >:)
I really really really like this moment in the books, so I tried my hand at adapting it. I'm not actually particularly happy with it, but I like the idea and that's what a test run is for! It's definitely helped me in learning what not to do lol
#eah#ever after high#eah raven#raven queen eah#raven queen#ever after high books#coffeepaintart#yes i have thought about this cartoon for children designed to sell dolls from almost a decade ago for far too long why do you ask#eah redesign#eah art#eah fanart
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sorry but I have to be a hater. there’s no way there’s a such a big tumblr fandom for hermitcraft like those bitches can’t even curse grow up pls
#confession#mod response#worst of mcytblrconfessions#mcytblrconfessions greatest shits#asks from children
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if you struggle with mental health, one piece of advice i would genuinely give you is learn to knit.
or crochet: something repetitive to do with your hands, assuming you're capable of it. if you're like me and learnt to knit as a kid but let it lie fallow for a long time, it may be that starting a large, simple project (for me it was a cloak, but a blanket could work too) gets you back into it. or maybe doing something smaller, idk. i personally found socks really hard for a while because they felt smaller than my cloak but weren't getting Done quick enough for me. as i've sped up i find it more interesting to knit socks.
regardless, a repetitive task is great for emotional regulation (also see: autistic stimming), and something that you can look at and go hey i've done something, unlike simply using a fidget toy, can also help to pick your mood up when the brain is being cruel.
it's also useful as a conversation starter or distracter if you don't know what to talk about. if you're wanting to talk to older people also you're more likely to reel them in with knitting (i work better with older people, and 99% of people who ask what i'm knitting are older than me). it also gives you the opportunity to not make eye contact because you're busy knitting, even if you're still carrying on a conversation. if you're absolutely stuck for conversation you can count your stitches and people might stop bothering you.
if you have trouble focusing without doing something with your hands, you can knit! i knit a lot in church, and it helps me to focus on what's being said.
i probably have more reasons you should pick up knitting, but i can't recall them right now, so yeah.
#knitting#catkin knits#i remember one specific time back in october where i was sitting in Bible class utterly unable to stop the most horrible thoughts going#through my head. i was knitting as fast as i've ever knitted. no exaggeration to say i was knitting to stop myself from attempting to die.#and afterwards i sat there in the corner knitting for all i was worth. just repeating to myself 'not now. i am not killing myself now.'#and someone saw me in the corner frantically knitting and came to ask if i was ok. and asked how my mental health was.#must've been end of oct bc it was the first wednesday after i was out of psych ward. and i was having lots of thoughts about the method#i'd used for what is still my most recent suicide attempt. which was in october. and i had the means with me.#it would have been a horrible thing to do. to kill oneself at Bible class. with children around. but i wasn't in a particularly hinged stat#of mind at the time. that's approximately the only clear memory i have of that time in fact.#anyway idk why im thinking of that rn when im fine
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So as far as I can tell you havn't said how Vil got Urcon. He just shows up with a child? Where did he get the child Mellos? How does one just find a child? You can't just take a scraggly lost child from the streets like a kitten and claim it as your own. Surely there are laws and regulations for stuff like this. And how did he meet Urcon? How did he get emotionally attached enough to want to adopt him? Did he prepare himself for a deluge of questions from his husbands? Was he thrown for a loop when they just accepted it no question? Why didn't they have any questions? Vil just changed all of thier lives by bringing home another child to raise. *I* have so many questions. Mellos! MELLOS. I NEED ANSWERS MELLOS
@cyn-write First, thank you, dear <3
Now about Urcon:
Jamil: You were away for THREE WEEKS!
Vil: A lot happened.
Jamil: You just adopted a child?!
Vil: Technically he's not adopted yet.
Jamil: ...
Vil: ...
Jamil: ... what does that mean, Vil?
#will we ever learn where Urcon comes from?#does Vil even know himself?#is Urcon even human to begin with?#did he just spontaneously pop into existence three weeks ago?#maybe#Jamil has so many questions#but hes learned to stop asking#Vil and Leona can be very unhelpful when they decide to be#mello's drawings#twisted wonderland#twst#n2 squad#Future!N2#N2 children#twst oc#leojami#leovil#javil#jamil viper#vil schoenheit#leona kingscholar#my art#ask me anything
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The Revenant Wife
Pairing: Joel Miller x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Mentions of grief and death.
Summary: Ellie knows very little of Joel and even less of the wife he had before the outbreak. When she finally meets you, its just as much as shock to her as it is to your husband.
Word count: 1.6k
Note: ficlet is based off of this previous post about Joel getting separated from his wife during the outbreak and assuming you died until you find one another years later. Reader is described to look like Sarah. Title came from the ever lovely @djarin-junk <3
Tagging those I think would enjoy: @pedrostories @thesadvampire @joel-mlller @softanon @max--phillips @captainsamwlsn @hooplahoopla @moondirti
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Ellie didn’t know that Joel had a wife.
Granted, she didn’t know much about his old life at all.
She knew he built things. That he had a brother named Tommy and a daughter named Sarah, but didn’t like to talk about the latter that much. In one fleeting conversation, full of mumbles as her eyes began to close while they rested under the night sky she heard him mention you but was far too gone to truly hear what he said. Nothing more than the vague rumble of his voice saying “my wife” before her eyes opened once more.
“You’re married?”
She asks with such incredulous shock it sounds more like “somebody married you?” but girls at her age hardly ever have filters.
“I was.”
There’s the same bristle in his throat and far off look in his eyes as when she first asked about his daughter. An open answer but one that carries enough unsaid to tell Ellie of your fate. To warn her that she should change the subject or simply shut her mouth and go to sleep before plucking his raw nerve one too many times until he snaps-
“What was she like?”
But Joel learned early on that Ellie wasn’t one to follow warnings.
“Kind.” His breath stutters. “But not a pushover- she didn’t take shit from anybody.” He stares up at the sky, feeling his chest grow tight and fingers twitch by his side until there’s a rustling, the girl next to him rolling over to face him and he turns to find Ellie peeking out from her sleeping bag with a smile.
Damn this girl.
“Not even from you?”
Joel scoffs. “Especially from me. The amount of times she gave me and Tommy and earful-” he shakes his head, Ellie watches a smile grow on his face in silence, as if worried she may frighten it away.
“Did she cook?”
Ellie thinks of the stories the older kids would tell her. The ones who remembered life before the Outbreak, who told her of freshly baked pies on weekend and fluffy pancakes in the morning.
Joel remembers the first time you tried to bake him a cake for his birthday back when he was sixteen. How he opened the door to your forlorn face and a store bought sheet cake in your hands because as your mother told him over the phone, you damn near burned the whole house down trying to bake for him as a surprise.
“From time to time.”
There was only so much she could get out of him before his voice became clipped and eyes full of an emotion she didn’t quite know the name of that he told her to get some rest. Leaving her with nothing to do but to stare at the sky and wonder about these stories in the shape of a woman who unveiled a little bit more about the mysterious man she traveled with.
Of all the silence and secrets that made up the man that protected her, she created stories to fill them. Stories of Joel Miller, husband, father, brother and badass contractor that everybody loved. Of his soldier brother, of his wife and their smiling daughter between them both.
In Ellie’s mind, you didn’t work.
But not in a ditzy lame way like some boring housewife. But just because you didn’t have to.
Joel said that everybody loved contractors so that means he probably got paid like, a ton of money to build stuff for people so you got to stay at home all day. Ellie imagined your house to be ginormous. Maybe Joel made it himself for you when you guys first got married. It was big enough that when Joel came home everyday he’d call out your name and it’d echo through the hall as you called him into the kitchen, where your daughter sat reading as you set dinner on the table. Sometimes you’d get upset if he came home late but then he’d kiss your cheek and you would roll your eyes but smile before you all sat down and ate as a family.
Ellie imagines Joel’s daughter, she wonders if Sarah looks more like her mother than her father.
Ellie wonders as the sleep takes over her body, if they could have been friends.
When it happens, months later after she’s come to think of Joel as something akin to family and he thinks of her as something he can’t say out loud just yet, she’s shocked. She’s face to face with a woman holding her at gunpoint that looks nothing like the smiling mother she dreamt of during cold nights.
You don’t match the stories Ellie made up in your head.
You’re mean.
No. Mean isn’t the right word.
Cold. Yes. you're very cold.
Ellie watches in shock as you ask where they're headed, gun focused on the center of her chest while the two boys at your side point their own at Joel, who has yet to speak.
She waits for him to answer, but he just stares at you in awe. The same man she’s seen kill and threaten to keep her safe day in and day out is rendered speechless until all he can do is utter your name and she realizes that he knows you. More than that, judging by the way he surrenders his gun to you with no fight, something she had never seen him do.
You lift your head to look at him, the brim of your hat raises just enough to clear the shadow cast over your face and Ellie can finally see your eyes and the snarl on your face.
You’re also very pretty.
“I won’t ask again.”
The two boys standing on either side of you have your eyes. Same color and intensity, narrowed into slits like guard dogs waiting for an order and Ellie sees the way Joel stares at them.
She wonders if Sarah had brothers.
“Out west.” He manages. “Takin’ her to her family.”
Your eyes move to her and she holds her hands higher in the air.
“That true?” “What?”
“Is he telling the truth?”
The taller one, Duke, she had heard you call him, had already ripped the bag from her back and emptied its contents onto the ground, she had nothing else to hide from you.
But then she sees something in your eyes. A concern for her that she hadn’t seen since Tess or Marlene.
And she understands.
“He’s telling the truth.” Ellie forces out.
You watch her for a moment and there’s a moment of panic where she thinks you can see right through her lie.
But then you lower your gun and jerk your head over your shoulder.
“C’mon.” is all you say before you begin to walk away. The boys gawk at you for a moment before you give them a look of warning and they follow in your step, occasionally casting glances behind them at Joel and Ellie who follow suit.
She’s quick to grab onto the sleeve of Joel’s jacket and pull with a harsh whisper as the other’s march forward.
“You know this psycho?”
Joel flinches at her voice as it pitches up. If any of you heard her, which he gathered you did because Ellie didn’t have an inside voice to save her fucking life, you didn’t care enough to react.
Ellie whispers his name again. Insistent and angry for answers but he just keeps looking forward. He can’t take his eyes off of you or the boys ahead and it fills her with worry but she doesn���t know why.
“She’s my wife.”
You lead them to a cottage. Its paint is chipping and the fence is reinforced with wiring around the perimeter but it looks like a home. She can vaguely hear the soft clucking of chickens nearby and there's a flash of fur behind the fence with a pair of pointed ears that duck away just as fast as she saw them.
Ellie has seen the remnants of homes before the outbreak. The plates still stacked in the sink and the jacket still hung up on the hook. A story telling a family that once lived within its walls and is now nothing more than memories that ghosts along its foundation.
But this one is real. It’s yours.
There is a rickety wooden table in the dining room. Each chair around it seems to have been brought from a different house and is varying shades of faded brown. You kick the leg of one and nod toward it.“Sit, both of you.”
Ellie looks to Joel before sitting. He follows suit, choosing the chair closest to her.
“I’m gonna get some bandages for that leg-”
Joel shifts forward. “I don’t need-”
“I wasn’t fucking asking, Joel.”
You’re not stronger than Joel, if she had to guess. You both look the same age, but she’s seen his strength, his violence, all done for her safety and knows if it came down to it, you might not win in a fight against him.
But at your order, he sits back in his chair.
You turn and set a shoulder on your son’s shoulder.
At least. She thinks he’s your son.
Softly spoken words are exchanged while the other keeps his eyes on Joel and his hand on his holster. The boy says something back in insistence, but you tilt your head and he nods.
“If either of them try moving or taking anything.” You offer them one final look over your shoulder before slipping out of the room. “Shoot them.”
They listen to your footsteps slowly retreat until there’s nothing but the subtle creak and groan of the wood floor beneath them. Ellie leans forward to look at Joel, setting her hands firmly on the dinner table in announcement.
“Dude-” The young girl breathes out. “Your wife is a bitch.”
#revenant wife tag#joel miller x reader#joel miller x you#this is just a little blurb because I havent written in a hot minute#mostly from ellies third pov so i hope the sort of juvenile internal thoughts make sense#joels wife is a sort of scary badass gal with a lil farm#joel miller x female reader#@ the blogs who asked to be tagged but had zero header or age in their bio: do better#tumblr please dont rearrange the order of this again im BEGGING#not pictured in the fic: joel punching duke in the face and wrestling the gun from his hands before the other twin shows up followed by you#and now joel has to grapple with the fact that 1. his wife is alive 2. she had children 3. he just sucker punched his own kid
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Prompt 110
Duke is kind of confused. Scratch that he’s very confused. And concerned. More concerned than confused actually. Like Bruce is back from apparently being lost in time, sweet! That’s great!
But uh, should he be concerned about the several ghost children now following him around? Should he mention it? Bruce has to know, right? Like he’s half certain that one just picked up a book right in front of him and dropped it in his lap, so Bruce isn’t oblivious right?
#dcxdp#dpxdc#prompts#Batman gives off such dad vibes that several ghost children followed him back home#This includes several of Danny's rogues eventually#Word spreads from one ghostling to the next about the nice mortal knight who has a very safe and warded home#Eventually they approach as well#Might even ask if he could adopt this sick halfling whose parents keep shooting at him#The JL do not want to ask#But they keep seeing dozens of eyes peering from his cloak#and it's concerning
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what are your thoughts on the king in eow? he's so shocking good at being a king. and being a dad. and he's nice?? i'm so unused to the king of hyrule being any of those things
it was genuinely jarring at first i kept waiting for him to be like "actually fuck you zelda i dont believe you go to your room" but im SO happy that at least one zelda gets to have a happy healthy relationship with her father. exceptionally rare king hyrule W
#at the very end when everything started getting all oot-y and she went back to the castle i was like well. hes not going to believe me.#but then he DID and was immediately like yeah that first thing definitely wasnt my daughter. which. the bar is on the floor but STILL#he knows her well enough to distinguish her from her evil clone!!! holy shit!!!!#thank GOD this echo shit happened to this specific zelda actually because you KNOW if Any Other King had dealt with an evil zelda clone#he would NOT have been able to tell the difference because those mfs do not know their children#asks#eow spoilers
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Parent's Day
Ghosts didn't have a father's or mother's day as such, but they did have a day where they combined both. A day to celebrate your guardians. Humans, Yetis, Amazons or Gods, it was a quiet day to thank them for your ghost adoption.
Dan and Ellie had spent a few years under the halfa's care but at the end of the day they considered him their guardian (although Dan did it reluctantly), so when they heard about Parent's Day they panicked.
They wanted to show Danny that they really appreciated him but a mug or coupons were not enough. In the end after some brainstorming they decided to give him the closest thing to a mug that was in the Realms: Constantine's complete soul.
John Contantine was a very annoying human, they knew this because they heard Danny complain about his paperwork many times. Apparently their father had 99% of his soul but couldn't do anything until he had 100%, and what better gift than to help him get rid of the paperwork? He hated paperwork! It was perfect!
With some help from Clockwork they traveled to DC's dimension, determined to take the last of the hellblazer's soul. Dan wondered if he should steal a star from the dimension while they were there (Danny liked space didn't he?), as an extra gift.
John Constantine was in the middle of explaining the holes in reality to the Justice League when a shiver ran through his body. He had an instant bad feeling.
#dpxdc#Parent's Day#ghosts are not distinguished by gender and half of them are not human so they have a day to celebrate their guardians in general#ghosts like to adopt younger ghosts to guide them#they usually don't have children of their own#The idea of Dan and Ellie sounds weird but you have to remember that they are children#Regardless of their outward appearance#they are both young#and they only want to take away from Danny what bothers him as a gift#I like to think that Dan was “born” by combining both cores#he's not Danny but he retained most of his negative emotions and memories#dp x dc#dc x dp#Constantine will have a long day#but he asked for it after selling his soul 50 times#Dan and Ellie googled “best gift” but only mugs coupons and flowers came up#Dan doesn't know if it's possible to steal stars but he will make it possible#ghost king danny
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