#crack or maybe not? idk

[halofcrged]

In the vein of this; send questions in as reporters / fans or what not like you see actors etc answer from fans for pr stunts for John to answer ic?

[clonerightsagenda]

I was rambling on the issue of museums and human remains and how certain populations are more likely to have their bodies put on display to be gawked at and then went "well I guess the Pompeii casts were of Europeans. there are bones in there right?" and Googled it to make sure, at which point I confirmed that yes there are bones in there, but more interestingly DNA testing revealed that a cast of an adult holding a child everyone assumed was a mother and child were, in fact, a man and a kid entirely unrelated to him. Honestly that's more moving to me. Maybe they were connected in a way other than blood, but maybe a stranger saw a child when the world was ending and thought the one thing he could do was hold them.

[egophiliac]

Final manifestations for Book 7?

I'm trying REALLY hard not to build up any solid expectations, because I wanna go in ~fresh~! they're already so far away from anything I thought would happen (not in a bad way, I'm just accepting that I'm on Miss Yana's Wild Ride at this point and we're seeing this thing through 'til the end, by gum). so it's nothing too major, but:

they've been handing new crying expressions out like candy lately, I want to see some delicious Malleus tears.

honestly I want everyone to cry buckets. their tears sustain me. the more Silver angst specifically I get the happier I am.

SILVER!!!! 👏 VANROUGE!!!! 👏

just let him have this. the poor boy's been through so much. let him have his big "I'm proud of you, son" moment with Lilia.

I'm 100% expecting Grim's arc (and probably whatever's going on with Crowley) to be its own episode, but a nice hook to leave us hanging on would be good!

a nice hook though, please, I don't think I can take another "Grim is attacking us! now wait eight months to find out what happens :)" cliffhanger...

some Meleanor? as a treat? just a little bit, a tiny quick flashback or something, please Twst I just, I just want to see her again. let her have a little ghost cameo like Dawnathan Knight got. Lilia and his kids are all having their big group hug or whatever and she can gently fade in to be all like

(turning asks off until I'm done playing, SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE Y'ALL)

[paintedcrows]

Totally Normal Trigonometry Things

[artsymeeshee]

I just realized Stan has a crack in his glasses in your newest Instinct page

Now he and Ford match <3

[juniemunie]

Its the kids turn!! ⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

i put way too much effort in this

Don't worry they're still FAR from the conventional nuclear family lmao

PJ is by @/7goodangel

Gradient is by @/askcomboclub

Template by @/unu-nunu-art

Error and Fresh by @/loverofpiggies

Ink by @/comyet

Design notes under!

Design Notes for PJ:

-Error patches up the tears on his scarf! Very nice of him to do.

-All the art materials he has stashed on his belt are for food. He likes to snack on em often.

-Because of Error's..."tolerance" of him, he has more strings that he can use. He's got enough to form legs.

-Fresh gifts him magical ink durable Heely shoes! Instead of shedding footprints all over the place, he can instead heely/skate around and leave behind lines. He's creative on using it during battles. He would never admit it, but he appreciates the gift.

Design Notes for Gradient:

-I based his outfit off ye old web aesthetics like Cyber Grunge,,, I really liked the big pants look on him.

-I placed his scarf on his neck to match with his family, but also to match Template's scarf hehe, a little sign of his influence.

-You can't see it but his laptop bag has a ton of pins and merch of random dated internet references.

-His shoes looking old design Ink's shoes were complete accident but I liked it enough to keep anyway. Maybe Ink gave it to him and he spiced it up!

[theotherbuckley]

Incorrect tweets series 2 pt 3/?

[zhelin-thames]

Chapter 1: Disguise or Die

next Masterpost

Danny Fenton had survived a lot in his short eighteen years of life. Ghost attacks, interdimensional chaos, and Vlad’s relentless attempts at forced mentorship. But nothing—absolutely nothing—compared to the force of nature that was Jazz when she was in overprotective big sister mode.

Which is how he found himself sitting on a stool in the bathroom, a towel draped around his shoulders, while Jazz aggressively dyed his hair.

“Ow! Jazz, you’re gonna rip my scalp off!” Danny complained as she ran the dye through his hair with the same level of intensity she used when analyzing psychological case studies.

“Oh hush, I barely tugged,” Jazz dismissed, not even pausing. “You’re the one who decided to go to Gotham for college, Danny. The place where Bruce Wayne lives. The place where Batman prowls. You think I’m going to just let you waltz in there looking like prime adoption material?”

Danny groaned, slumping in his seat. “I think you’re being ridiculous. Batman or Bruce Wayne isn’t just gonna ‘adopt’ me, Jazz.”

Jazz scoffed. “You are a short, scrappy, traumatized teenager with a hero complex. You are exactly his type.”

“I am not short,” Danny muttered, crossing his arms. “And besides, I don’t look anything like a Gotham kid.”

“Exactly! Which is why you’re now a redhead,” Jazz said cheerfully. “I even got you purple contacts to match. You’ll look like my twin, which means the Waynes will hopefully assume you’re already taken.”

Danny gave her an incredulous look through the mirror. “You do realize that’s not how adoption works, right?”

“Batman doesn’t play by the rules,” Jazz said seriously. “He sees an unclaimed stray, he swoops in. We are not taking chances.”

Danny sighed. “Fine. Whatever. If it makes you feel better, I’ll wear the disguise.”

Jazz nodded, satisfied, before holding up a small stick. “Also, take this.”

Danny blinked at it. “Uh… is that a creepstick?”

“Yup! If you see Bruce Wayne or Batman, hit him with it and run.”

“…Are you serious?”

“Completely.”

Danny rubbed his face. “I can’t believe my sister is making me carry around a weaponized stick of deodorant to defend myself from rich people.”

Jazz patted his shoulder. “It’s for your own good, Danny.”

He had a bad feeling about all of this.

[spearxwind]

I might as well share this, here's a new design for Hades that I've been cooking up!!! I'm so happy with this one genuinely, I've been having trouble with him for so long but this truly feels like the exact vibe I wanted to convey with him

[alien-slushie]

Imagine a DCxDP crossover where:

When Jazz finds out where Danny is going to collage she forces him to dye his hair and wear colored contacts while shoving a creepstick(tm) into his hands and telling him that; "If you see Bruce Wayne or Batman, hit him with this, and run!" Because Danny is her brother, thank you very much, and she'll be damned if anyone adopts him while she's not looking!

[northstarscowboyhat]

What would a cocoapowder Lucky Clover be like?

So in Lucky Clover AU, Clover is around 19/20 years old while Frisk is around 8 years old, and I HC Chara as being around 12 when they died, so there wouldn't be any Cocoapowder in this AU!

However, as for what Chara thinks of Clover in this AU, I think they find them annoying LMAO. Unfortunately they're tethered to Frisk and simply have to deal with the fact that Clover has cemented themself as a non-negotiable party member on Frisk's journey. Clover doesn't know Chara exists because Frisk is even more secretive and quiet about sharing information than Clover themself is.

[canthandlethishit]

what if tim and jason relationship isn’t like ‘you hurt me but it was the pit rage and youre sorry now so we good’ but tim absolutely retaliate by making jason’s life hell and it turns into a full out prank-war and they become friends again from that

like Jason fully meant to hurt tim in the titan tower and tim going ‘pffft you robin on steroids’ ‘omg Jason finally some age-appropriate clothing and real pants’ ‘bro you gotta lay-off the cows with all that leather’ <- tim has the pass to make these jokes because *points at titan incident* he makes damn sure he uses the pass with grace and excellent execution

like i want Jason to slowly go like ‘im sorry for legit trying to murder you’ and his reasoning being because i legit meant it and that was horrible and the pit influence was real but it only served to amplify all the other fucked up stuff and not the root of all his actions

and tim accepting the apology on his terms like ‘its chill bro ig i understand where it came from and it was fucked up asf but hey i got to vocalize all this morbid too soon jokes i would’ve never got to so’

like a more gradual jason - tim relationship being built up, and tim being a lot more of a little shit and jason is like damn you earned your robin place in the snark-roasting department alone

also when damian comes in the picture and after the whole time stream thing jason and tim can make fun/ one up each other form their being replaced reactions

‘you literally dressed up in traffic light colors with shorts and beat up a minor’

‘you literally joined an assassin organization, became an international criminal and lost a spleen’

‘that’s rich coming from you, red hood, the CRIMELORD’

[radiance1]

The League tried to interrupt a summoning of a powerful being from the Infinite Realms. From the information they collected, the being isn't of the status of a royalty, but they still had to be careful as the being the summoners tried to call forth was still of noble status.

They failed.

The head cultist finished the ritual, the last words to finish the summoning left their tongue and the room was suddenly doused in heat, as black flame came to life from within the circle, twisting and turning, back and forth until a pair of red eyes suddenly flashed from inside the twisting pillar of flame and just as suddenly as the eyes appeared, was the pillar broken apart.

What was left behind was the figure of a giant phoenix, wings spread as embers black as night gently fell down to the floor below and suddenly disappearing, as if they were never there in the first place.

"Who dares to disturb-" The being started, eyes scanning the crowd below before stilling, extremely and worryingly quiet. One of them quietly cursed. "Constantine..." The creature's voice was low, dangerously low, no doubt anger in its voice as it called out the Warlock's name.

Everyone tensed, expecting something dangerous, except for the cultists, and the Head, who turned his head towards them and smiled, obviously expecting them to be reduced to not even ash.

"100 years. One. Hundred. Years." The being spoke, and confusion wormed its way into the hearts of all those present. "100 years I have waited for you, and when we finally meet once again it's not even you summoned me but these-" The creature waved a wing at the cultist below. "-These fatuous and vacuous little things."

"And what is this? You surrounded yourself with those not even of human birth before you have even thought about me?" The noble's eyes narrowed. "Did our relationship mean nothing to you?

Someone, probably not Constantine, choked.

"Well then, after all of this time you can at least make yourself useful." In a flash of black fire, Constantine was brought from within the ranks of heroes and in front of the beast, a man who seemed to be trying to-and unsuccessfully- lighting a smoke. "Ah, why do that when you have me?" The being purred, bending down to apparently light a smoke before freezing, as if remembering what exactly it was doing, but the action was already done, and Constantine was killing his lungs away.

The phoenix snapped back up to standing above everyone else, clearing its throat as if what happened decidedly didn't happen.

"What exactly did you want me to be useful for, love?" Constantine asked, expelling the smoke from his lungs and deciding that this might as well be happening. The noble huffed, folding its wings at its sides as it stared down at its apparent lover. "Take care of our son for once in your sad, pathetic life."

This time, not only did Constantine choke, but a good chunk of people there did as well. Constantine ran a hand through his hair, looking up at the phoenix incredulously. "Aren't we both men?"

The phoenix looked at his lover as if he were stupid. "Your point?"

"I-" Constantine sighed, took a breath, held, then expelled more smoke from his lungs. Apparently, he decided not to question anything anymore. "You know what? Sure, where is the little bugger?"

Over the next few moments, both the Justice League and Cultists were treated to the noble transforming into a human (still having wings) and handing over their apparent child-who looked nothing like them by being a dragon, but who were they to question the apparent reproduction of a being from the Infinite Realms- and being lectured about what not to do and what to do and how he should be cared for.

Also, a warning for his many powers.

Then the Duke stole a kiss (One that he claimed was long overdue) and left.

The room was silent, only the sounds of breathing occupying the room as the temperature was brought back down to normal levels.

A moment later, Batman walked up to the nearby cultist and punched him across the face and knocking him out cold, suddenly reminding everyone what exactly they were here for.

A while later, in the meeting room, everyone looked at Constantine. Who had a baby eastern dragon wrapped around one arm (who was apparently his child) and rubbing his temple with the other.

"I can't explain this."

===

Danny was actually not Constantine kid, neither was he Vlad's. Biologically, at the very least, however. Vlad did adopt both him and Jasmine a while back after their whole parent fiasco.

They're dead, sadly unable to become ghosts, or perhaps not so sadly.

Of course, they unfortunately outlived Jasmine, which was to be expected, but Vlad and Danny did grow close enough that they no longer viewed each other as enemies.

However, who could have expected that Danny, finally ascending to his princely status, would turn him back into a literal child because he was, for all intents and purposes, one by Dragon standards.

Utter malarkey, he would say.

Taking care of that boy was the worst few memories he has ever had. He was constantly being kept from his sleep, his work being interrupted constantly, and the child managed to find a way to leave his sight at each and every turn.

But there were some sweet moments, he would say.

It's only reasonable, however, that his lover (who he hasn't seen for an entire century might he add) share the workload.

[starheirxero]

Okay here we go for Astral Lunar concept number one. how we feeling about this vibe chat

[icara-mack]

bunnyblade on the SMP what will he do Once again joined @sixteenth-day-event for a v cool prompt <3 Went with the extreme events: switching dimensions prompt!

[jazzy-a]

Lucifer: Look, Adam! I found your baby pictures!

Lucifer, literally holding up pictures of dust