#bad blood ship

[belfry-ghost]

not enough people considering the possibilities here

[goddessofbees]

I headcannon Hispanic Jason Todd so in spirit (ha!) of dia de Los Muertos my DanDad AU, the twins ghost forms look like this during day of the dead!

They are 10-11 years old in the drawing, Ellie's wearing a inverted colored jacket of Jason's Red Hood jacket and Danny is wearing a inverted red hoodie

[brothebro]

Okay so i may have started a new dpxdc fic

The summary and first few sentences:

There is a man floating parallel to the old carpet floor of Jason's apartment.

More accurately, it's his downstairs neighbour, Daniil Nightingale, in all his 6'5, Cruella de Vil coloured hair and dalmatian print jammies glory floating⁠—and snoring⁠— a foot and a half above Jason's floor.

What the fuck.

[neomustdiexo]

guys..guysmm hii!! waves to the very small amount of ppl who follow me.. hi guys!! how r yall im fine wbu ^_^

tumblr absolutely destroyed the quality omgggg -_-

[odd-chips]

(Tents fingers) So I've had a very indulgent Lethal Company OC concept on the mind for a while, and now that I've drawn it, of course it's spiraled into a 80+ panel comic HILJKFD

Employee names are tentative right now, but they go by Cap'n, Kid (shortie, actual name is Scoot), Skeets (tall one, short for Skeeter) and Mav (wide one, goes by that or Maverick). Genders are also tentative, but I'm warming up to the idea of them all being women with Kid being the only boy!

Value keys for the comic are under the cut, along with some story beats/thumbnails and the uncensored version of Cap'n's injuries from the attack! (It's sketchy, but it is drawn gore so be warned!)

[anonymous-existences]

Prolouge : Spectral Mysteries

Summary:

Danny Fenton gets adopted by Pariah Dark and Clockwork now Renamed as Perseus Penrose Dark-Nightingale and Cassius Christopher Nightingale along with Dan Phantom, Jazz Fenton and Danielle Dani Phantom after the GIW and Fenton Parents tried to hunt and almost successfully vivisect Danny.

As they had Danny in containment and his Vivisection wound stapled for the temporary meantime, Clockwork saves Danny and meddles with the timeline to forge files of their fake existence in the mortal plane.

Moving to Gotham was their only choice for reasons that the GIW cannot willy milly go around trying to hunt them down especially in a place where they're an easy victim of crime.

Danny slowly adapts to Gotham, setting a haunt for himself to feel even more safer and accidentally becoming an Information Broker in the streets known as "Spectre" or "Specter" depends on who spells it and who says it.

Notes:

Ages For the Dark/Nightingales

Pariah Dark : ???

Clockwork : ???

Dan Phantom : 25

Jazz Fenton : 20

Danny Fenton : 17

Danielle Dani Phantom : 8

Ages for the Batfam:

Bruce Wayne: 48

Dick Grayson : 28

Jason Todd : 23

Tim Drake-Wayne : 20

Cassandra Cain : 20

Stephanie Brown : 20

Duke Thomas : 18

Damian Wayne : 16

Have fun reading!

"Gotham, huh?" Danny breathed as he looked out the window of the SUV they're using to travel, Danny stared at the jagged skyline, a stark contrast to Amity Park's gentle hills. Danny took a deep breathe and buried himself further into his hoodie, Jazz pulling him close to her chest, "I know it was hard leaving and abandoning your Haunt... I'm sorry it had to become that way..." Jazz whispered softly to Danny who relaxed his body in his chest.

Dan was sleeping with his arms crossed protectively on his chest and Elle in his lap playing Minecraft on an Ipad swaying her legs softly and rhythmically as she started humming peacefully, Dan's cap was covering his face hiding any expression he might be making under his cap. Danny glanced out the window as they neared Gotham City, it's more than just a city. It was a behemoth, gothic structures and the air itself feeling heavy and different.

Danny tightened his hoodie further feeling the change of atmosphere as they entered Gotham City. Pariah Dark now Perseus Penrose Dark-Nightingale, Furrowed his brows as he took in the change. Dan took off his cap by tilting his head down and opening his eyes, "We're here Huh?" Dan muttered, pulling Elle closer to him to keep her from feeling too uncomfortable with the new change.

The air was heavy with what they deem as Rancid Ectoplasmic Vibes, Danny didn't like it but he slowly acclimated with the other ghosts, Pariah was the quickest to recover as he's already used to it and Dan being the second to do so. Jazz helped Danny calm down by keeping him close to her chest and whispering sweet soft words of reassurement. She was the only one who wasn't as affected by the change because of her full humanity, Although liminal she was not affected.

Danny gasped softly as he calmed down, he looked over out the windows seeing the towering skyscrapers and buildings that contrasted the gentle atmosphere of Amity Park, their windows like cold and unblinking observing eyes which inhabits strangers.

Soon they arrived at what Clockwork has claimed his "Mortal Haunt", It was a building that contains a clock shop inside a Book Shop, it felt warm as Danny entered the building. Upstairs were their personal home, already ready with security alarms that works around them and personal bedrooms each of their own with one with a large bed which would be Pariah and Clockwork's room.

It was somewhere around Crime Alley or Park Row as rich people likes to call the area, in a more secluded street where Ectoplasm in the air is more ambient and easier to filtrate into clean ectoplasm in the area. Pariah made sure that their home was very secured as he didn't want to risk anyone slipping in or breaking in.

Dan helped with the unpacking and arranging the items and baggage of their new home, helping Danny with arranging as he sulked in his now fluffed up bed inside a bedroom that was specifically decorated for him. The bedroom he now inhabits being that of space themed as he always liked, NASA posters he pinned on the walls and his organized personal items by a desk. It was just like his original Room in Amity Park, just more organized and a bigger space.

As soon as he finished organizing his things he immediately buried himself in his fluffy fur like bed, burying himself under the weighted blanket. "You need the Air conditioner on Bud?" Dan leaned on Danny's doorframe, arm's crossed but holding a cup of Warm Cocoa in his hand and a plate of cookies. "Yes please..." Danny muttered near weakly as he stayed under the weighted blankets, Dan could only chuckle and turned up the cold temperature for Danny and placed his treats and cocoa in the desk.

"We'll leave you alone but you better eat dinner later, jazz will bust in your room if you skip." Dan knocked on the wall before leaving and Danny just hummed as he heard the door shut. Danny slowly pulled out his phone to text his friends.

—Amity Ghostlings—

Inviso-Bill: Hey, I'm in Gotham now :|

PharaohIncarnation: I already miss you Danny :((

EcoTerrorism: Stop being overdramatic tuck, Danny's safer now. We should celebrate he finally got out!! >:))

PharaohIncarnation: Shut up, you're crying right now >:(( don't say you're not sad!

Danny: I miss you all already too :). Dan let me rest, I'm gonna see you both later, promise.

RedHuntress: Keep safe Danny, I'll keep Amity in check for you since you're not here. Be well.

Danny: :))

—Amity Ghostlings—

Danny sighed as he stared at his screen, he opens his gallery and started scrolling through photos of him and his friends and His classmates which is a rare picture but still nostalgic nontheless.. It's only been a week since he's escape Maddie and Jack Fenton, He's sure the GIW is still looking for them willing to hunt them down without mercy.

Danny felt cold tears rolling down his cheeks slightly dampening the furry fabric of his bed, he sniffled. If only he hadn't needed to leave he wouldn't have, He didn't want to leave but he had no choice. Atleast now he can start a new life and experience normalcy again, even if his family isn't so normal now.

He clutched his hand to his chest, burying himself and curling up under the weighted blanket as the room's air conditioning continued to make the room colder. "I wish I didn't have to leave.." he mutters softly wiping the tears that broke through and rolled down his cheeks.

— — — —

3 months passed and Danny had to attend school again, Dan got a job as a mechanic and Perseus and Cassius(Pariah and Clockwork) stayed at the shop, Jazz was continuing her online classes and Elle was in her own elementary school.

Dan was driving the Motorbike Pariah got him as a gift just recently, he was driving Danny and Ellie to school quite fashionably, "Behave Alright Elle?" Dan helps Elle down from the front of the bike, she giggled and nodded before running inside the school. Danny smiled, "Anyone who bullies her will get my fist to their face." He blurted out with a smile.

"Agreed." Dan nodding along with Danny, "anyways, C'mon now, Helmet back on. Safety First in Gotham." Dan reminds Danny as he fixed his own helmet, Danny fixing his helmet straps and holding onto Dan as they drove to Danny's new Highschool. It was overwhelming, he felt alone and scared of new people.

"Danny, I know you're scared but you'll be fine. You should probably take off the earrings and wear the bracelet dampener instead tho." Danny pointed out and Danny frantically took off his earrings and only wore the small star themed ones and a bracelet. Dan drove off not before giving Danny a pat in the head.

This was it, Danny's start of a new School-life. "Let's hope it's not shitty this time..." He breathed out staring at the school before entering the gates and going in.

— — — —

Danny has concluded after a week of being in the school that it wasn't too bad, Somehow he got a friend named Damian and Jon on the first day of school as Damian immediately stood up as soon as the teacher asked if there's anyone who would like to tour him around the school.

"Daniel, May I know where you acquired this hoodie of yours?" Damian asked raising an eyebrow feeling the fabric between his fingers, "My Other Dad made it for me!" Danny smiled, Danny likes the way he said 'Daniel' it had an accent and sounded like 'Danyal' which was totally sexier than Plain old Daniel. 'Your Father sewed this himself?" Damian looked surprised.

"Yep! Clockwork's apparently good at sewing unexpectedly enough, maybe next week I can take you to meet them!" Danny exclaimed happily and Damian nodded, his brows furrowing in determination. "Very well then Daniel, I shall make a good impression on your Fathers." Damian cleared his throat. "How bout you Jon? My big brother Dan makes the best Food!" Danny nudged his shoulder to Jon.

Jon grinned, a playful glint in his eyes. "Oh yeah? Well, my dad makes the best apple pie in Smallville. You can't beat that!" He nudged Danny back, a lighthearted challenge in his tone. "Maybe you can teach Dan how to make a mean apple pie too, then we'll have a real cook-off!" Jon raises his chin high and proud.

Danny smiled, he liked his new friends, he liked this new school. Although he misses his friends in Amity Park now he had a sense of normalcy in his life unlike before.

— — — —

"Danny, I heard there's a bit of a uhm.... What do you humans call it..?" Clockwork started as Dan prepared Dinner, "Break, a School Break Clockwork." Jazz continued and Clockwork hummed. "yes yes that, a school break because of someone named Joker and Scarecrow currently on the loose. Why don't you accompany Dan to the Mechanic's place within your 2 weeks of School Break? Besides your classes with that is only online after all!" Clockwork exclaims with a smile.

"I can't tell if you're being sincere or you're planning something." Danny whispered honestly, "a bit of both~! But it's still good for you to be out and about, Besides school isn't the only thing there in life so you might meet some new friends or companions over there in his workplace!" Clockwork's smile was wider, a much more mischievous smile.

Danny thought about it for a moment, observing Clockwork's body language even if he knew he wouldn't be able to catch anything odd within the Man's Exterior expression. Danny sighed and nodded, "Fine, I'll go. I'll be bored here all day anyways." Danny states as he took a bite of Dan's cooking.

"That's good Danny, so why don't you tell us more about your new friends at school? Who was it again?" Jazz started the conversation to lighten up the mood much more than before. Danny perked up and smiled, "Damian and Jon. They're my new best friends at school, Sam and Tucker got to meet them in Minecraft when Jon convinced him to buy the game and play." Danny chuckled.

"Mhm, that's good Baby Ghost." Pariah just nodded, "I approve of your choice of friends, a Cat and a Pup they are and you are the mediator, a perfect trio." He continued whilst eating, "I suppose they ARE like a cat and a Puppy. A fierce yet cuddly Cat and a golden retriever puppy." Danny just shrugged. "Damian Is very nice tho, he helps me a lot with the subjects, especially literature and English, we hang out a lot at the burger joint called Bat-Burger." Danny continued with a smile plastered on his face.

"When can I meet them Template?" Elle tilts her head cutely, just like a kitten with it's adorable kitten eyes. "Once I get them to visit here, Dan, Damian is Vegetarian so no meat. I mean I'm also Partially Vegetarian and all but like no meat at all if you know what I mean." Danny continued eating glancing over to Dan who nodded and hummed, too tired to come up with an actual response.

"I'll make sure 'Dad' and 'Father' here doesn't freak them out once they do visit." Jazz giggled and Danny smiled, "Yes please, make sure Pariah and Clockwork actually act Human enough—" Danny sighs thinking of all the ways the visit could go wrong. Clockwork promptly stops him from his anxious overthinking by placing his hand on Danny's shoulder.

Danny looks over to Clockwork who was still just eating his food, despite not needing it they appreciate Dan's delicious cooking, "Although we can't promise anything, I will make sure that we won't mess up too much." Clockwork pats Danny's hand and Danny nodded, his gaze softening at Clockwork's sympathy.

'Danny took a deep breathe, maybe life won't be so bad in Gotham after all.' he thinks positively, nodding along his thoughts with a warm and gentle smile.

‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ Prolouge End ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

:)) Teaser? Yes absolutely. I love it. My friends also love it! Which is good! I'm gonna start alternatively posting for the other fics soon enough to get it consistently updating, unfortunately right now I'm just VERY very busy. But hey I still write I suppose!

I took the Information Broker Danny Fenton Idea from @hello-eden from this post of theirs:

https://www.tumblr.com/hello-eden/761631700474347520/information-broker-danny?source=share

Also @bianca-hooks123 as someone who wanted to get tagged I think

Masterlist :33

[goddessofbees]

Lady Gotham and Clockwork definitely swap blackmail

Lady Gotham wanted a meeting with Dan and Jason, Dan being embarrassed by his pseudo aunt (she likes being called aunty Gotham), I like to think that Jason's her favorite. Clockwork would be there but he got busy with time (ha!)

[brothebro]

Bad to the core (part 1)

Rating M for strong language dpxdc, Dan/Jason with a sprinkle of halfa Dan and Dan redemption. here we go!!! ao3 link

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There is a man floating parallel to the old carpet floor of Jason's apartment.

More accurately, it's his downstairs neighbour, Daniil Nightingale, in all his 6'5, Cruella de Vil-coloured hair and dalmatian print jammies glory floating—and snoring— a foot and a half above Jason's floor.

What the fuck.

Jason glances at the clock he has mounted above the 32-inch flatscreen TV - 3:40 am - and back to the sleeping mountain of a man. Partly because he's still in his Red Hood gear and because he's pretty sure he's met Daniil as Jason before he's not keen on waking him up just yet to ask why on earth he's floating in the middle of his living room.

Silently, he tip-toes to his bedroom where he changes to his Pjs- Wonder Woman, always Wonder Woman- and returns to the living room to wake the man up and demand some answers.

Daniil is still there when he returns and Jason approaches him with caution, careful not to startle him awake too violently.

Jason clears his throat. Nothing happens.

He says softly, "Time to wake up."

Nothing.

He tries louder.

The man does not move. Seems that he sleeps like the dead.

Slowly and carefully, Jason shakes Daniil's shoulders. Unsurprisingly nothing happens again. Save perhaps the fact that Jason's shaking moved the man half a foot closer to the floor.

Huh. He can work with that.

Jason continues pushing Daniil towards the floor — it'll be easier, he tells himself, to wake him up if he's not floating — and lo and behold!

 Daniil is now halfway through the carpet.

 Fucking fuck!

 Well, that answers how he got here.

 With a final big push, Daniil's form sinks downstairs and Jason hopes he didn't just kill his neighbour accidentally.

 He mentally notes to check on him in the morning to see if he's alright and then, perhaps, follow him around a bit because if he's a meta— Scratch that he's definitely a meta. Anyway, he should make sure Daniil is not in any danger because of it and that he is not a danger.  

 Yeah. That could work. No need to alert the Bat yet.

-

 Dan isn't an idiot. He's known since day one that his upstairs neighbour is the infamous crime lord Red Hood. It's why he chose this apartment to begin with. Not that he'll ever tell the squirt or Ellie that. Nah.

 He quite enjoys his 'parole' as Danny puts it. No need to get souped that soon after he finally got out. And got gifted a neat human body by the Old Time Fart.

 Sadly, he's been threatened with extended soup time if he dares joins a gang — Red Hood's included— not only by the squirt but Ellie too and — don't tell anyone — Ellie he respects and sometimes even fears. Best clone sister a man could ever dream of.

 Anyway. He can't join Red Hood in his maiming business but he can be his neighbour and friend. Plus, nobody said he couldn't date a crime lord and Lord, Red Hood is such a fine piece of ass. With mask or without.

 Which leads Dan to the current predicament. Red Hood in his civvies is following him to work for some ancient's damned reason. He thinks he's being sneaky, hiding in Gotham's long shadows, tip-toeing around like an itty-bittie mouse, or well, bat.

 Might as well play with him a little.

 The café Danny approved of as a 'normal job for a human in his early twenties' — whatever that means— doesn't open for an hour more. Dan had been meaning to walk through the park for a while and enjoy the silence before rush hour starts but he's considering taking a more… scenic route instead.

 He leads Jason around the shadiest fucking areas in the goddamn neighbourhood and makes a point to linger in alleys and actively seek out danger. It's not like anyone has the barest of chances to actually harm him but Red Hood doesn't know that; in fact, he's probably suspicious of Dan now that he thinks about it and well…

 Never it be said Dan does anything halfhearted. Playing tag with his hot crime lord slash vigilante neighbour in the worst parts of Crime Alley included.

 A couple of muggers cower the moment they lay eyes on him— good— and he continues his walk whistling a Humpty Dumpty song, hands slack in the pocket of his hoodie.

 When the time his shift begins approaches he makes his way to the little book café that decided employing a war criminal is legit for its business development. Not that they know it, but the thought makes Dan smile.

 Jason's face when he enters the Coffee Library and he sees Dan in his pink and brown apron is priceless.

 "Oh hey, Jason, was it? What can I get ya?"

-

 Jason stares at Daniil unblinkingly, eyes wandering from the little smirk on the man’s lips to the low bun he wears his dual-coloured hair in and then to — nope. Not gonna stare at his chest. Or arms. God those arms. They look so good in his uniform.  

 Nu-uh. Brain outta the gutter Jason!

 “Hi,” he manages to croak out, silently berating his mind for betraying him. He had a plan and everything damnit! A plan, you hear that brain? His possibly-definitely meta neighbour is suspish as fuck. Wandering Crime Alley like that early in the morning! Given, he didn’t actually do anything other than walk and whistle punk rock songs but still! Suspicious!

 Daniil cocks a single thick black eyebrow at him.

 Jason clears his throat.

 “Daniil, I didn’t know you worked here.” Good job Jason, way to make yourself a fool in front of the Person of Interest.

 Daniil snorts, eyes glimmering in amusement. “It’s pronounced DaniEEL not DAHnil, but you can call me Dan, pretty boy.” He winks. “So, what would you like to order?”

 Jason’s face feels uncomfortably hot all of a sudden. He swallows thickly. Stares at the blackboard catalogue on the wall behind Dan for a few seconds. “Spiced black tea… and an apricot croissant, please.”

 “I see you’re a man of culture as well,” mutters Dan under his breath, punching Jason’s order in the machine.

 “What was that?” Jason asks innocently.

 Dan shakes his head. “Nothin’. Just pleased I don’t have to prepare some sort of caffeine monstrosity so early in the morning.”

 “Not a fan of coffee?”

 “Doesn’t agree with me, though my little brother loves it. Makes me pump him a glass of 12 shots of espresso every time he passes by. Drinks it black too. The heathen.”

 Jason huffs out a low laugh. “Sounds like your brother would get along great with mine."  

 Dan lets out a world-weary sigh. “Promise me to never let them meet.”

 “I won’t say anything if you don’t say anything,” says Jason in a conspiratorial whisper.

 “Deal.”

 And that’s the moment he realises he’s grown too comfortable in the other man’s presence. He’s supposed to be investigating, goddamnit, not sharing family titbits. Though, he gotta admit Dan seems remarkably normal for a man that levitated his way into Jason’s apartment in the wee hours of the morning and led him to the world’s most dangerous stroll through Crime Alley at 6 o’ fucking clock.

-

 Fuckity fuck.

 Dan was supposed to mess with Jason. Make him think he belongs in Arkham or Blackgate or whatever other Soup equivalent they have in Gotham. Ya know, impress him, the big bad Crime Lord. He wasn’t supposed to engage in small talk with the man, and more importantly, he wasn’t supposed to like it.  

 What a mess. He even called the squirt ‘his brother’ for fuck’s sake.

 Oh well, when in Rome and all that shit.

 He’s about to go to Jason’s table to pester him some more, on account of the cafe being empty and whatnot, when the door jingle thing chimes.

 Dan curses under his breath.

 Fucking rush hour.  

-

 Jason has been meaning to stay in the cafe for the bare minimum; eat his breakfast and drink his tea and go back to sleep until sundown because —      phew — two hours is by no means enough to sustain his nightly activities, no matter what Tim ‘Never Sleep’ Drake claims. Instead, he’s been here for six hours already —has ordered lunch too— deeply engrossed in The Song of Achilles, his mission completely forgotten.

 Well sue him, he’s been meaning to read this book for ages now and it just stared at him mockingly in all its blue and white glory from the bookcase across from him. What’s a man gonna do? Ignore it?

 “Is the book any good?” Dan’s deep voice rumbles. He doesn’t wait for Jason’s answer and sits across from him, hands propped under his chin.

 “It’s great.” Jason huffs a laugh. He memorises the page number and leaves it to the side. “Don’t tell me your manager told you to scare me off already.”

 Dan hums and smiles. Jason thinks he can see too-sharp, too-long canines. “Well.. you’ve been here for six hours already. But no, Mrs G actually thinks you’re good for business. So, congrats! You can stay for as long as you like!”

 “Hurray!” Jason says in a monotone voice and claps his hands once. “No, but seriously, it’s a great place for reading.”

 “Oh gee, I wonder why that is? It’s not like it’s literally named the Coffee Library or something!”

 A peal of laughter escapes Jason’s mouth. Damn it. He likes the guy. Meta or possible goon or both.

 “Speaking of which, how come a big guy like you—”

 “Lives in Crime Alley and works a normal mundane job at a cafe?” Damn the guy is sharp. “I mean what would I do? Join a gang?” he scoffs. Perhaps Jason had misjudged him. Perhaps he really is just a normal-ish dude that happens to be built like a brick shit-house. “‘Sides Crime Alley rent is dirt cheap. And it’s not like anybody with half a brain would dare break into my place! I mean have you seen me?” He grins and yep, those are definitely fangs. “Gotta ask you back though, what are you doing in our pretty little corner in Gotham?”

 Jason blinks once. Twice. He shrugs a shoulder. Might as well go with his cover story around Crime Alley. “Work for RH. Soup kitchens,” — Jason thinks he hears Dan say ‘ew soup’ under his breath— “protection, that sort of thing.”

 Dan nods in understanding. "I see, I see."

 "You… want an in with RH?" Jason tries and fails to pass as nonchalant. It would make sense to employ him in his crime ring if only to keep tabs on him better. Not because Dan's an absolute unit, no sire.

 Dan snorts out a laugh in response. Shakes a dismissive hand. "Nah, I'll pass," he says and Jason can help but feel disappointed. "Not that life in crime doesn't sound absolutely irresistible, but I'd hate to disappoint my siblings. I promised to behave," he smirks.

 "I can't tell if you're messing with me or not."

 Dan shrugs. "The interpretation is up to you, pretty boy.”

-

 He works for Red Hood! Hah! As if. But Dan can appreciate a good cover story and despite what his siblings might think of him he’s not one to      unmask a vigilante crime lord in the middle of a busy cafe. So he plays the understanding Crime Alley resident and declines the offer for work despite knowing that it would be thrilling to do anything else than brewing tea and coffee for entitled Gothamites all day long.

 And when he calls Red Hood a pretty boy… Well, let’s just say that the man in question can blush in such a pretty shade of red that makes his signature helmet seem almost obsolete. He realises at that moment that he’d love to see Jason blushing again.

 Aw, fuck.

 He likes likes him, doesn’t he?

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tag list! @the-legal-shipper @starscreamlover  @chrys4nthemum

[p0rk-guts]

New fav ship dynamic I've been milking for all it's worth

Disgusting murderous cannibal, Eldritch abomination, monster, etc. Character A x terrified but also shamefully allured and obsessed Character B who's into it

[scarymonsters-andsupercreeps]

Make me feel like a millionaire~

[genesisvirus]

don't you love it when you and your buddies get horrifically disfigured

just wanted to draw these guys. these lineups aren't nessesarily ship pairings (except oren and pinki since they're canon lmaoo..) i just wanted to pair up some characters. i think they're neat idk

[painfully-unoriginal]

FINALLY finished all the prompt requests from both tumblr and instagram ! so here they are all together

"scemo art style" nico & mordecai

"magnet pose" imposter & dan

"surprise kiss" wolf & snake

"pocket-sized partner" pickles & nathan

"pony au" wolf & snake (dragon snake & pegasus wolf suggested by @dracxula !!)

"scemo art style" rocky & serafine

"kabedon" falin & marcille

"mermaid x human" shark & snake

"protective hurt/comfort" wolf & snake

"magnet pose" dandy & johnny

some bonus scribbles under the cut

expanding on @dracxula's idea that wolf would be a blankflank into adulthood because his cutiemark could be something related to being good/helping people, which he wouldnt discover until later, i think on the other hand, snakes cutiemark would be smth related to lock picking which would contribute to his internalized belief that he cannot be good because his "special talent" is something typically directly associated with crime. his personal journey would entail finding ways to use this skill in ways that help people instead. but i cant design cutiemarks for shit so he doesnt have one in the pic LMAO

[astraeajackson]

OMG WHY ARE PIPRAVI SO CUTE I CAN'T-

[slavhew]

you win. try again?

[fantasticalleigh]

I'm trying, I'm trying To let you know just how much you mean to me And after all the things we put each other through and

I would drive on, to the end with you...

...And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood And as we're touching hands, and as we're falling down And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood I'll meet your eyes, I mean this forever

Demolition Lovers--My Chemical Romance