#clone oc Phantom

[dickarchivist]

Let's Go On A Date: Grave Squad edition!

Word Count: 867

Rating: Pg-14, sexual situations but no smut.

Summary: The Grave Boys take you on a date!

Author's Notes: I started these on Valentines Day, but you know, better late than never! Enjoy some mostly fluff with Grave Squad!

Taglist: @anxiouspineapple99 @wolffegirlsunite @wizardofrozz @eclec-tech @dystopicjumpsuit @clonethirstingisreal @wings-and-beskar @multi-fan-dom-madness @starrylothcat @n0vqni @sev-on-kamino @mythical-illustrator @523rdrebel @littlemissmanga @moonwreckd

Ghost:

He'd show up 30 minutes early, dressed a little too nice for a movie date. He told you he was taking you to a show, and he wasn't lying, but it's not a movie like you thought. You decide to change, and you're glad you did, because when you show up to the Opera House, you can't help but laugh. "What? Thought you said you enjoyed the theater!" He laughs too, giving you a soft kiss.

He cooks for you later that night, smiling into every little kiss you give him, telling you he loves you. Somehow, even with your distractions, the food doesn't burn.

Phantom:

He shows up 15 minutes late, looking a little frazzled, but that smile of his as he pulls out flowers from behind his back, "I saw these, couldn't help myself." He tucks one behind your ear, and you do the same to him.

You take a walk in the gardens, he says everything is pretty, "but not as pretty as you", and showers you in little stolen kisses. When you show up to the restaurant, it's revealed that while he did make a reservation, there was a miscommunication. Unfortunately for the two of you, it had been for the day before. You end up eating take out back at your flat, but somehow it feels more intimate than the fancy place you were supposed to be.

Specter:

He shows up right on time, almost spooky how on time he is. It's definitely not because he arrived too early he tells you, no not at all, he didn't show up an hour early and then waited just down the street. It wasn't him you saw out your window, must have been some other white haired clone with a mohawk, no sir couldn't've been him.

You go to an art gallery, several of them in fact. He spends the day taking pictures of you, sometimes together, even though you know he hates staged photos. He puts his jacket around you when you get cold, and his scent fills your senses while his heat warms you. He takes your hand, his palm warms yours, and if he wasn't always scowling you think maybe he would be smiling. You look up, and he is smiling, smiling because he's with you. He gives you one soft kiss, and whispers in your ear, "You're the only masterpiece I've seen all day."

You end up back at your place, and after a passionate moment, you lay your head on his chest and listen to his heart, drifting off safely in his arms.

Banshee:

He's a little late, only about five minutes, not even enough for you to notice because you're still getting ready yourself. He signs how beautiful you look, bites his bottom lip, and oh just can't help himself. He gives you a tender little kiss and nuzzles your noses together.

You go dancing for a while, an off the beaten path little club with swing music and slow jazz. He can't keep his hands off you, always in contact in one way or another. Hand on the hip, your shoulder, brushing his knuckles against your cheek. You invite him back home, but instead of following you to bed, he insists on sleeping on the couch. Signs to you that he'd like to take it slow. He makes you breakfast in the morning, nothing spectacular, but it's special all the same.

Wraith:

He's early by 20 minutes, and has been going from his speeder bike to your doorstep, audibly arguing with himself about whether or not it's okay to knock on your door this early. You watch him from the window, until he's 15 minutes late, and finally goes to knock on the door. You open it before he can knock, and giggle when his face flushes a deep red. He stutters through an apology, and you shut him up with a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

You hit up a botanical garden, and you're surprised by the restraint he's showing. He hasn't stopped you in your tracks once to pull out his sketchbook and draw each and every plant and flower he sees. When you bring up his focus on you, he chuckles nervously, "I may have spent the last four days here doing just that... I- I wanted to be present for this, wanted the only flower I'm obsessed with to be you."

He squeaks when you kiss him, but soon melts, his hands on your sides, relaxing into you. On the ride back, you melt into him instead. Your arms wrapped around his waist, head between his shoulders with your cheek against him... even with the wind rushing passed and the world below a long drop away... you feel safe with him. When he drops you off, he kisses your hand, and you have to pull him back for a proper kiss. You watch from your window as he sits on his speeder bike, blushing and covering his face as he wiggles with heartfluttering excitement. Stars, what a Goofy man... you love him so much, and without a doubt, he loves you too.

[dickarchivist]

Hey thanks for making this. I love it so much I made all of Grave Squad of the 404th as closely as I could.

Thanks for being an artist.

Well, on day 7 of creating my own clone oc picrew I am happy to announce that!!!

The picrew is officially out!

CLICK HERE TO PLAY

For anyone new, for the last week I’ve been creating a clone oc picrew for anyone to use and have fun with

It includes:

7 piercing and 5 earrings types,

18 tattoos,

7 facial haircuts,

18 haircuts, all in 13 colors and with highlights,

9 scars,

9 armor colors,

16 armor patterns in 9 colors,

Items specific for a commander, arc, captain and a pilot,

9 fun accessories

All to create your dream copy paste man pfp or reference!

If I get enough requests or ideas the picrew will be updated in the future <3

[littlesovietchan]

The Nightmare

[shentezzu]

commission!! :D

[theillustraitor]

Did an art trade with @littlesovietchan of her DP oc Donna and Dani taking a rooftop night time walk! I had a ton of fun drawing them :]

[dp-marvel94]

Real -Chapter 2

Summary:

While hiding from his parents in Gotham, an ill-timed encounter with his neighbor, Jason, has Danny pretending to be his own twin. Fortunately for Danny, the more he pretends the easier it gets. Until he is not pretending at all. Or: Danny names a duplicate and via ghost logic, said duplicate ends up becoming real.

Previous chapter here

Also on AO3

Danny stays duplicated as long as he can. He stays awake long into the night, talking at Jamie more than with him. Still, words do come, slow and few and unsure as they are. And greater still… somehow, impossibly, the conversation is not just Danny’s own thoughts repeated back to him.

“You can take the mattress if you want,” Danny offers, his eyes growing blurry, fighting sleep. “I’ll take the couch.”

Danny wakes some time later, alone in his apartment. Jamie is gone. Or… may his duplicate is not. 

The half ghost frowns down at his own chest, brow furrowed at a novel sensation. A tiny spot of cold, just below his core. It seems to swirl and pulse, dimming and brightening.

Danny gasped, an awed surprise. He can… feel Jamie. The other is still there.

But… for just a moment, anxiety steals his breath. The feeling almost reminds him of being overshadowed. Pointdexter pulling him from his body, contorting his face. One of Vlad’s clones forcing him to transform, electricity searing his veins. Fear stabs at his core.

And the feeling echoes back to him.

“Jamie would not.” The words are in Danny’s head but they are not his.

Despite the fear, the words also ring with sincerity. And as unsettling as the foreign thought should be, Danny is comforted, no longer afraid.

“I know you wouldn’t.” Danny tries to reassure. He rubs where the cold spark is nestled just below his sternum, as if he can comfort the… not a duplicate. 

The half ghost corrects himself. “You’re not a duplicate. You’re…” He speaks, knowing Jamie can hear. “A clone, I guess. Like Ellie. Just… not strong enough to have your own body all the time.”

A whisper of sadness, of disappointment comes at the words.

“Give me a bit of time to recover and we’ll try again.” Danny soothes.

The pattern continues. Danny duplicates again, pulling Jamie back out into reality. Each time, he feels one of the gossamer threads connecting them break. 

The two do chores and try to cook together. Jamie’s movements are slow, requiring much verbal instruction. The twins watch tv or read, though the younger’s understanding is slow and often incomplete, like a lagging computer. Danny and Jamie play card games like go fish. The clone often stares at the card with brow furrowed, as if struggling to connect the number on the card to its verbal partner.

And yet, each struggle is a joy as Danny discovers more of his brother. Jamie is growing more confident, more sure. His words and actions quicken as his personality takes shape. The clone has his own likes and dislikes, his own opinions. At first unsure, mild, emotions half-hearted. But… those too, those new found emotions, are strengthening.

About two weeks after that fateful conversation with Jason, their neighbor knocks on their door. Danny jerks his head at the noise, eyes fixed in equal surprise and panic; he hadn’t heard anything from Jason since that day, had half-thought that the man gave up on getting him to open up after that chilling conversation.

“Coming!” His voice cracked, stepping towards the door.

Frantic, Danny reached, mind and arm, to Jamie. It is easy and automatic, the impulse to put on the act, to prepare to pilot a duplicate,.

But the clone slaps his hand away, scowling. “Do not control.”

Danny blinks, realizing. He’d been meaning to puppet Jamie, like he was just an empty shell. His stomach twists with the violation. “Sorry.” He blushes, shamed.

“It’s fine.” The other just waved him off, though Danny can feel his annoyance buzzing through their connection.

And for just a moment, Danny marvels at it; earlier Jamie would have been afraid if he had tried that. But now… the response of anger, something so much stronger and solid. His twin’s ability to feel is growing. A thing of awe.

Jamie raises a brow, pointing at the door. And Danny shakes away the feeling. “Okay.” He breathes out. “Be cool. We’ve got this.”

Danny opens the door to let Jason inside and for the first time, their neighbor meets the real Jamie, though unbeknownst to him. 

Jason invites the twins back to his apartment, offering fresh tamales. And in turn, Danny and Jamie offer a version of the truth.

“What do you think of metas?” Danny starts hesitantly.

Jason raises a brow. “People are people. I don’t care as long as you aren’t using  powers to hurt other people or yourself.”

The older half ghost lets out a breath. “There was… an accident.” Danny bits his lip. “After I… we could do things we couldn’t before. We hide it from Mom and Dad.”

“They… aren’t good people.” Jamie adds. “Hate people that aren’t normal humans, alway think they’re right.” 

“They found out and did not react well.” Danny frowns, aimlessly rubbing his shoulder where his mom had shot him as he escaped.

“So we ran away. And ended up here.” His clone finishes.

For a long moment, Jason silently frowns, brow wrinkled with worry.

Danny’s eyes widen in alarm. “You’re not going to call CPS, are you? Or the police?”

“No.” The man shakes his head. “Damn kid. That all sucks.”

“Yeah.” Jamie shrugs, head falling.

“What are you going to do?” Danny swallowed.

Jason sighs. “I know someone that works at the Wayne Meta-human Support Foundation. Maybe they can get you some funds so you can quit those shitty coffee shop jobs and go back to school.”

“But it’s almost summer!” Jamie complains at the idea of going to school.

Danny tries to hide his side-eye, surprised at his clone protesting on those grounds of all things.

“You could start in the fall. Gotham schools are shitty but they’re better than not graduating at all.”

“Or they could attend Gotham Academy.” Damian’s scoffing voice cuts in.

The twins flinch at the same time, both looking towards the window where the boy’s voice came from.

“What are you doing here?” Jason’s voice carries a scowl.

Meanwhile Danny blinks, brow wrinkling in confusion. “Did you climb up the fire escape?”

Damian just tsks. “You were not answering your phone. Richard needs both of us for a project.”

The older brother sighs. “Give me a minute, Dames.” Jason turns to the half ghost and his clone. “Think about what I said.” He scribbles something on a piece of paper, handing it to Jamie. “This is Duke’s number. He’s Damian’s foster brother. B ended up fostering him through the meta-human foundation. He can tell you more about it.”

“Okay, we’ll think about it.” Jamie looks up, smile sincere through the palpable worry.

Jason gives an approving nod, then stood expression shifting. “I am glad you’re feeling better, kid.”

“What’s that mean?” The clone asks, nosing wrinkling with just a bit more plain confusion than offense.

“You were sulking the last time we talked, didn’t speak a word to me or Danny. But you look better today.” The man claps his shoulder. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you speak this much.”

For just a second, Jamie hazards a look at Danny, a flicker of uncertainty. His eyes return to Jason. “It’s been an interesting two weeks. But we’re doing better.”

The man apparently catches the shared look. “I’m glad you worked out whatever that was.” From the window comes another tsk. “I’m coming, Demon Brat. And maybe this time let’s use the door like a normal person.”

Jason and Damian leave. Danny and Jamie return to their apartment. And Danny’s eyes soften, studying his twin with new eyes. 

“What?” The other raises a brow.

“You do look better.” Jamie looks more solid somehow, more present in a way that Danny knows is invisible to a normal human. The clone smiles softly, the crease of his lips unquestioningly real. And the light in his eyes… “I’m so happy you’re here.” The spark is brighter than ever.

Jamie shrugs. “This was your doing.”

“Yeah, I’m the one who made a duplicate. But,” Danny chuckles. “I have no idea how you’re real.”

For a second, an expression flickers on the clone’s face. It ripples through their bond, an emotion that Danny does not quite understand. Something like self-doubt…

“Can we watch a movie?” Jamie cuts in with unusual earnestness. “The one with the clown fish?

“Yeah.” Danny blinks, his twin’s subdued feeling dismissed by surprise; Jamie actually asking for something was a pleasant first.

Another afternoon and night with his twin. Jamie manages to surprise him with a joke. To bright giggles, Danny discovers where his brother is ticklish. The clone learns to reciprocate. But the separation still only lasts until Danny falls asleep. 

“We need to try something else.” The half ghost groans into his hands in the morning. “There’s gotta be some way for you to last longer than me nodding off.”

“It lasted longer than you falling asleep.” Jamie’s voice in his head answers.

“What?” Danny blinks in surprise, head jerking up.

“You fell asleep. Half an hour alone, then gone.” The words are said almost casually, as if the clone hadn’t thought to mention this until just now. He probably hadn’t.

“Jamie, it’s on your end. The problem’s on your end.” There is no annoyance in the words, just excitement, a newly blooming hope. “That’s it! Next time, you need to pull yourself away from me.”

“But… that’s not… not possible.” Jamie stammers the words, doubt radiating.

“Sure it is!” Danny stands, motioning emphatically. “Let’s try it now.”

For half an hour, Danny stumbles through an explanation of how to duplicate. The cold spark that is Jamie churns anxiously, flailing feebly and at random.

“Can’t do it.” The clone grits out, frustrated just as Danny’s body flickers intangible.

Danny rubs his sternum comfortingly. “Dude, you just managed to turn us intangible.” A proud smile quirks his lips. “Maybe we can start with basic powers. You can overshadow me, for the lack of a better word. We’ll work up to actually duplicating.”

Jamie does not respond with words. Still Danny feels his misgivings.

“It’ll work.” The half ghost reassures. Just then his phone alarm goes off. “Actually… I guess this will have to wait until after work.”

“Good.” The clone huffs. “Tired.”

The exhaustion is almost palpable, though distinct from Danny’s own energy level; he feels quite well rested. “Go to sleep then.” He encourages. “I’ll wake you up when I get home.”

Jamie hums a sleepy good night into Danny’s mind. His cold spark seems to condense, the churn of its energy slowing into something almost solid.

The half ghost hums questioningly, for just a moment wondering. Is that Jamie’s core, trying to form? Danny prods his own, a discrete spherical ball of energy in the center of his being. It would be solid, in the same place as his heart if he was in ghost form. Now though it is phased just out of reality, in the same dimension his body slips into when he turns intangible.

Jamie’s spark is just as intangible; he can’t actually feel it if he presses down with his fingers. But the energy is diffuse, always churning faster or slower in seemingly random circuits.

Danny’s phone alarm rings again and he dismisses the thought. He does have to get to work after all.

Danny does not have to wake up Jamie when he gets home, as the clone quietly mutters into his thoughts on the bus ride home.

“Did you sleep well?” The half ghost asks silently.

“There were pictures.” Jamie muses. “Riding a dinosaur, petting a kitty. Ice cream. Brain freeze.”

Danny just manages to hold back a chuckle. “You were dreaming.” This is an exciting first. “Do you remember what dreams are?”

A hum of confirmation. “Remember Danny dreams.”

“Do you remember some of my dreams?” That’s not surprising; talking to Jamie over the past two weeks had revealed that the clone shared many of his memories.

“Yes.” A fearful shiver. “Plasmius is scary.”

And now Danny feels guilty, his stomach churning with feeling. He’s giving Jamie his nightmares, his trauma just by the nature of what the clone is. And he made the decision to pull him into the mess that is his life.

“Want to exist.” Jamie reminds him, prodding his core with a measure of comfort, despite the lingering chill of fear.

“Yeah. We already decided, didn’t we Jamie?”

Another buzz of agreement.

When they arrive back at the apartment, Danny and Jamie get started on their practice.

“Don’t be nervous.” Danny reassures, already feeling Jamie’s hesitation. “I trust you.”

The half ghost coaxes his twin into the driver’s seat. “You need to stretch. It’s like… oh man, is this gonna sound weird… my body’s a suit of clothes and you need to stretch to fill it. Just… move it like it was your own body.” He chuckles awkwardly. “It should be easier than my first time overshadowing someone. We look exactly the same.”

Danny breaths, letting himself retreat into the back of his own mind. Anxiety pours from Jamie, buzzing across their connection. But the clone does as instructed. 

Vertigo overtakes Danny as the two seem to switch places. His body gasps without his permission. The body wobbles, falling to its knees. 

Distantly, Danny feels his chest heave. A moan rises in his throat, slowly morphing into stuttering letters. But his tongue is awkward. It clips his teeth, earning a hiss of pain.

Danny soothes the clone piloting his body. “It’s okay. Just breathe.”

Jamie does so. Slowly, finally. “You’re so heavy.” The shaky words exit his mouth.

The half ghost would blink in surprise if he had use of his eyes. “Really?”

The clone has no response. Instead, he shakily pulls the body to its feet. He stumbles a few feet forward, nearly falling over the kitchen counter. The hand pricks a knife Danny really should have put away before now. With a gasp, Jamie jerks the fingers away. 

Again, the body ended up on the floor. Overwhelmed, the clone pants. But… slowly, the anxiety shifts. A shakily hand rises to the face, eyes fixed on the red blood welling from the fingertip. 

“It’s okay.” Danny tries to reassure. “We’ll wrap it up and it’ll heal.”

But that was not what had the clone captivated. “Heavy. Blood…” Shakily, the other hand rises to the chest. “Heartbeat. Hu… human. This body… is human.” Again, Jamie looks at the sluggishly bleeding finger. “Danny is.. Is human.”

So much surprise, confusion screams into Danny’s mind. But he does not understand why; what has his twin so freaked out?. “Yes, I’m human?”

“But… Jamie doesn’t…. This isn’t….” The clone pinches his eyes closed, straining for words. “Jamie is… is a ghost. Yes? A ghost, not… not human.”

“Oh.” Understanding dawns. “I guess you are. A ghost I mean.” Anytime Danny duplicates, the secondary body is made of ectoplasm, a ghost even if the appearance is human. Of course Jamie is the same. “No wonder this freaked you out.” Guilt pricked at his core. “Sorry, Jamie. I should have thought about how weird being human would be for you.”

Jamie does not respond for a long while. A tangle of emotions vibrates through the twins’ connection. Too many for Danny to parse, but the strongest… 

Finally the eyes open, head shaking. “Is… is Jamie supposed to be human too?” Something like guilt rises through the words. 

The feeling of inadequacy is enough to break Danny’s core. “Jamie. Jamie, my baby bro, little twin, clone of my own core.There is not supposed to be here. You are supposed to be exactly what you are. Full ghost or halfa, I don’t care. I just want you here, by my side.”

Jamie nods, tears rising in his eyes. “Better practice then.”

“That’s my Jamie.” 

[raccoonomicon]

Heyyy sorry this is an Oc x Canon safe space here's my Nighsister OC Aka-Fah x Maul

Closeups!

Flats + Lineart - no Sketch because I cleaned it up and directly transformed it into lineart.

I'm actually pretty proud of this :D I'm also developing her backstory a bit because I grew affectionate of her (this will end with a thousand-pages pdf I can feel it in my bones)

[sahsalart]

Star Wars: 3 Generations

Yippie yippie yippie Star Wars brain rot lol

Togrutas will always stand to be my favorite species in all of Star Wars. Just a colored sketch of my characters cuz they’re so pretty. They are all family, Athsok being the mother of Saasa and grandmother of Pa’loa, they are all Jedi’s.

If y’all noticed Pa’loa doesn’t look like your typical Togruta cuz she isn’t😏 she is half Human and half Togruta. Did I forget to mention that Pa’loa’s father is literally Luke Skywalker ehehehehehee

[dickarchivist]

404th Celebration Q&A!!

Hello and welcome! In Honor of ME!!! (it's my birthday this week!) I will be hosting a Q&A for Grave Squad and the rest of the 404th beginning Thursday, April 18th, at midnight, and ending Sunday, April 21st at midnight!

You are more than welcome to send in Asks starting TODAY! But keep in mind I will not answer them publicly until the event begins! Anon is on for this celebration!

If you send an anon with mature themes, you must include an @ mention of your blog or the anon will not be answered! This is to keep minors from sneaking in, thank you for your understanding.

Thanks for celebrating with me!

Participating OCs under the cut:

- Jedi General Dax'Malkin Valka and his Padawan, Athena Bello

Grave Squad of the 404th, the boys you all know and love!

- CC-1313, Ghost

- ARC-1404, Phantom

- ARC-1551 Specter

- COS-1666 Banshee

- CM-1789 Wraith

Introducing: THE COLD COMMAND

- CC-1312, Stone Cold (introduced in the NYE event)

- CC-1300 Zeros

- CC 1330 Shiver

- CC 1328 Frost

- CC 1332 Winter

Stone is General Ops, Marshall Commander of All the 404th

Shiver is in charge of their ARC troops and other stealth ops (he trained Phantom and Specter)

Zeros is medical, he's the chief of medicine, and the oldest clone in the 404th.

Frost is ground troops and tactics.

Winter is explosives and demolition

Tag List!

@anxiouspineapple99 @wolffegirlsunite @wizardofrozz @eclec-tech @dystopicjumpsuit @clonethirstingisreal @wings-and-beskar @multi-fan-dom-madness @starrylothcat @n0vqni @sev-on-kamino @mythical-illustrator @523rdrebel @littlemissmanga @atomickidsoul @moonwreckd

[starryqueen-18]

Phantom Clone AU Title Card!

I did it! I made a title card for my Danny Phantom AU!!!

Pretty sure you guys know my AU Dany Phantom, Vlad finally manage to create the perfect clone,same height, same 14 year old age however there's a certain error to the clone for he has the mind of a infant, that is why he acts like baby. Also there's also a new character next to Vlad, who is she I wonder, unfortunately she has no name yet but she is sorta like Vlad's roommate.

I gave this the whole purple and green mix, and the cloning pod I drew in the letter V on top of it since we'll it's Vlad Co. after all. The slogan on the title card is "3rd Prime's The Charm" since the last two prime clones were destroyed. And omgosh I drew Vlad!

What do you guys think? I hope you guys enjoy and stay safe and kawaii!!!

Bye ^w^

Progress below

[littlesovietchan]

In my country, October 20th was Father's Day, soooo I drew some dads lol

DWTC version with Donna, bcs i can

[blxkstar]

Sometimes, we don't choose who we love.

I made a playlist for Padmé Amidala. For her feelings and ruminations. Please check it out!

To those who act as agents of chaos, I say this: I stand resolute and unyielding. And if you strike my voice down, know that a chorus of thousands shall rise up in its place, for you have no dominion over the righteous. We are the defenders of truth.

Don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid to die. I've been dying a little bit each day since you came back into my life."

"What are you talking about?"

"I love you.

[elvesandlanterns]

Ghost Helpline Part 1

Constantine wasn’t upset no no of course not … he was fucking pissed!!!

How on earth was this his life now??? He grabbed as many totems and charms as he could. They were going to need as much luck as they could get their hands on.

-

“Bloody fucking Hell this is by far the worst idea I have ever heard and I want absolutely no part of it!!!”

“John”

“Don’t you John me Z! This is obviously a bad idea!!!”

WonderWoman sighed, “We understand the risks but we are out of options.”

“Pppfff as if we wanted you here in the first place pal”

“Hal!”

“What it’s true if this spell? Summoning? Offering? What ever the hell it’s called didn’t require two magicians we would have just let Zatanna do it!”

“Stop it everyone we cannot be fighting amongst ourselves right now! We have to be ready for anything that happens and whoever decides to help us.” Superman crossed his arms. “Uh question, I get the whole dabbling in magical creatures equal bad but uhhh who or what are we doing exactly?” Wally said offhandedly to Robin(Dick)

“That’s just the thing … we don’t know this Circle is essentially an open invitation to anyone who can help us,” Zatanna sighed “Which means we have to be ready for the worst including whatever it is this creature may want in exchange.” “Oh yeah,” John huffed “Our first born, blood of a virgin, Superman’s soul totally nothing we need to worry about or take to mean We. should. Not. Do. this! !”

Batman ‘cleverly’ choose that moment to walk in, “Alright then start it up.”

Magic is always hard to describe; the colors, and motion like something out a fantasy but this ? This was inexplicable as the candles rose to the ceiling, smoke filled their eyes and the sound of, well -some kind- of animal shook their ears. Then as fast as it came it was gone, as they adjusted to the scene they saw who now occupied the middle of the circle.

Horns

“Bollocks it just had to be a devil.”

Black hair sloppily put into twin buns, held together by … twine???

Superman’s eyebrows creased in slight confusion.

Tan skin painted black in the pattern of an old broken glass on their arms.

Flash stilled next to his nephew.

A scar from a blade ran across one half of their face.

WonderWoman lowered her lasso.

Gold eyes.

Zatanna felt uncomfortable.

There in the circle stood what they would all guess to be a 12 maybe 14 year old???

Batman’s stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable.

“What the ….-“

“Hello Mortals! You have reached the Infinite Realms HelpLine! You may call me Konstelacio! How may I be of assistance?”

[moonwatcherfaye]

Look y'all I made my OC Lunar Eclipse and Dani into Little Baby Man Characters. I also redrew Little Baby Man Danny. Tell me what you all think? Did I do a good job?

[shinseiokami]

Don't worry about it just choose one

[sahsalart]

Star Wars: Family Bonding

Ehehe more Star Wars fanart with Luke, Saasa, and Pa’loa just enjoying family time. I did the whole background myself which is good considering I hate doing backgrounds lol

Mainly city/metropolitan backgrounds cause I’m extremely impatient to do all dat. Anywho enjoy :3