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[isawjamfirst]

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[istoleyoursphenoidbone]

In Search of Kindred Spirits - Chapter 1

DPxDC, Dead on Main

Summary: What happens when two young kids have a fate meeting on the streets of Gotham? Kindred Spirits get formed of course, ones who despite their fates will search to find each other once more.

The streets of Gotham were an endless labyrinth of shadows, filth, and danger. Even at midday, when the sun struggled to cut through the thick layers of smog and skyscrapers, Gotham felt like it existed in a perpetual twilight. For 8-year-old Danny Fenton, it was like stepping into another world—darker, grittier, and far less friendly than Amity Park’s suburban quiet.

Danny trailed behind his parents as they animatedly argued about the schedule for the Paranormal Science Conference. Jack and Maddie Fenton were brilliant, but their hyperfixation on ghost hunting often left Danny feeling like an afterthought. He sighed as they turned another corner, too distracted by their plans to notice him lagging behind.

Something shiny caught his eye—a penny glinting on the grimy sidewalk. Danny stooped to pick it up, grinning at his small treasure. His parents were already several steps ahead, their voices blending into the city’s cacophony.

“Lucky penny,” Danny whispered, pocketing it. When he looked up, his parents were gone.

Panic crept into his chest. He spun around, scanning the street for the telltale flash of Jack’s bright orange jumpsuit or Maddie’s blue lab coat. Nothing. The crowd pressed around him, and for the first time, Gotham felt suffocating.

“Mom? Dad?” Danny called, but his voice barely carried over the noise of honking cars and shouting vendors. He took a few hesitant steps forward, unsure which way his parents had gone.

“Hey, kid,” a gruff voice interrupted. Danny turned to see three older boys, maybe in their late teens, grinning at him in a way that made his stomach twist.

“Lost, are we?” one of them said, stepping closer. He reeked of cigarettes, and his hand casually rested on a switchblade at his belt.

Danny swallowed hard, taking a step back. “N-no, I’m fine. Just looking for my parents.”

The tallest of the group laughed, his yellowed teeth on full display. “Oh, we’ll help you find ‘em, alright. But it’s gonna cost you. Hand over whatever you’ve got, and we might just point you in the right direction.”

Danny’s heart pounded. His mind raced through every ghost-hunting gadget his parents had ever built, none of which were currently on him. All he had was his "lucky penny," and he doubted it would do much good against a knife.

Before he could respond, a voice cut through the tension like a whip.

“Hey! Leave him alone!”

All eyes turned to the boy standing at the mouth of the alley. He looked to be about Danny’s age, though he carried himself with the confidence of someone far older. His dark hair stuck out in messy tufts beneath a red hoodie, and his hands were balled into fists at his sides.

The tallest thug sneered. “Scram, kid. This ain’t your business.”

The boy didn’t move. If anything, he stepped closer, his eyes narrowing. “Yeah? Well, now it is. So unless you wanna explain to the cops why you’re picking on a little kid, I’d suggest you back off.”

Danny couldn’t help but admire the way the boy stood his ground, even as the thugs towered over him.

The one with the knife scoffed. “You’ve got guts, kid. Too bad they’re gonna get you in trouble someday.” With a final glare, the group turned and slunk away, disappearing into the crowd.

Danny let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. “T-thanks,” he stammered.

The boy shrugged, a lopsided grin spreading across his face. “No problem. Name’s Jason. You shouldn’t wander around Gotham on your own, y’know.”

Danny gave a sheepish smile. “I wasn’t trying to. I got separated from my parents. I’m Danny, by the way.”

Jason’s grin widened. “Nice to meet ya, Danny. You’re not from around here, are you?”

Danny shook his head. “We’re just visiting for a few months. My parents are scientists—they’re at some big conference thingy.”

Jason raised an eyebrow. “Scientists, huh? That explains the whole… mad scientist vibe you’ve got going on.”

Danny laughed. “You should see my dad. He’s like, twice as loud and ten times weirder.”

Jason snickered, and for a moment, the tension melted away. “C’mon,” he said, motioning for Danny to follow. “I’ll help you find your parents. Gotham’s confusing if you don’t know your way around.”

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Over the next few weeks, Danny and Jason became inseparable. Jason, who’d always been wary of strangers, found himself drawn to Danny’s unfiltered curiosity and easy laughter. In return, Danny admired Jason’s bravery and quick wit, marveling at how someone his age could navigate Gotham’s streets like they were his personal playground.

Jason introduced Danny to the hidden gems of Gotham: the best place to get day-old bagels for free, the rooftops with the best views, and even an abandoned theater where they could sneak in and watch old movies.

One afternoon, as they sat on a rooftop overlooking the city, Danny turned to Jason with a wide grin. “Y’know, you’re kinda like a superhero.”

Jason raised an eyebrow. “What makes you say that?”

“You saved me that day in the alley, didn’t you? And you’re always looking out for people, even if they don’t deserve it. That’s what heroes do.”

Jason shrugged, but his cheeks flushed faintly. “I’m no hero, Danny. I just… do what I can.”

“Well, if you ever decide to put on a cape, I’d totally be your sidekick,” Danny said, grinning.

Jason smirked. “Yeah? You’d probably trip over it.”

Danny stuck out his tongue. “I’d be the brains of the operation. You’d just punch stuff.”

They both laughed, the sound echoing into the twilight.

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The day Danny’s family had to leave Gotham came too soon. Standing outside the train station, Danny clutched a small photo of himself and Jason that they’d taken in a cheap photo booth.

“I’ll write to you,” Danny promised, his voice thick with emotion.

Jason gave him a crooked smile. “You better. Don’t ghost me, alright?”

Danny rolled his eyes but smiled through his tears. “Deal. And you better stay out of trouble.”

Jason’s expression turned serious for a moment. “I’ll try. But Gotham’s not exactly easy on people like me.”

“You’re tougher than this whole city,” Danny said firmly.

Jason looked down, his hand brushing the small charm Danny had pressed into his palm earlier. It was a simple necklace with a crudely drawn ghost emblem on it. “For good luck,” Danny had said.

“Thanks,” Jason murmured. “For everything.”

The train whistle blew, cutting through the air. Danny hugged Jason tightly before running to join his parents. As the train pulled away, he pressed his face to the window, watching Jason grow smaller and smaller until he disappeared entirely.

Though Gotham faded into the distance, Danny’s resolve didn’t. He’d made a friend for life.

And no matter what, he wouldn’t let Jason Todd down.

[smallz-o]

yet another redraw of my older piece (yes ik i have a problem shush) ANYWAY ITS A DRAWING FROM PURGATORY YIPPEE

i like how much more dynamic the pose and lighting are.

link to original:

[oldschoolfrp]

Jan Daystar dispatches a necrophidius, a guardian construct formed from the bones of a giant snake and an evil human (Richard Bennett, from solo AD&D adventure "Scepter of the Underworld" by James A Jacobs, Dungeon 12, July/August 1988)

[banicraft]

I'm gonna miss you, Mob Vote (,: Loved meeting every single one of these guys

[mauvearts]

Caranthir

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[kujakumai]

"What's Ryou Bakura's level of English proficiency" is honestly an interesting question if you ignore the dub canon and assume he has no ties to britain. He's a good-natured nerd but switching schools a bunch of times can't be good for your grades even if you take out all the classes he would miss by getting stabbed or having a ghost take over his body; he's a TTRPG fanatic, a genre only available in English at its incipience, but I think by the late 90s there were enough translated or Japanese-made titles available that knowing English wouldn't have been a strict pre-requisite; he's implied to be pretty well-traveled via his dad and has lived outside Japan, but that was in Egypt, not an English-speaking country.

I could readily accept a world where Bakura has much better English than anyone else in the gang and I could equally readily accept a world where he's basically as bad as Jonouchi, or he's really bad except specifically when the sentence involves the over-the-top fantasy vocabulary you'd find in Wizardry, or he speaks no English whatsoever but has middling Cairene Arabic.

[fantasticalleigh]

i can hold my arms wide open

but i need you

to drive the nail

1 of a 3 part series

[nb-n0v4]

Disappears for a few months and then makes you look at my Dr Who OCs. business as usual

[gaybuttyogurt]

:0

Glorious Block👍

i'm assuming this was supposed to say blog, but the image of the mithrun cube was beamed into my brain like a prophetic vision

[romeoisalesbian]

scenic concept for Macbeth that I can finally post :)

[jojo-schmo]

Heya!! If you're looking for an easier way to read the Forgotten Land Roleswap comic, the Comic Fury site also has the comic archive with easy navigation! And I just spiced it up with fun sweet custom background and navigation buttons that I made from scratch :3

Comic pages will be posted first on Tumblr and bonus content like behind-the-scenes, asks, etc. will also remain here! Just bringing this up if anyone wants it <3

Read the comic on Comic Fury here!!

[oldschoolfrp]

"Juggernauts are huge magical machines. They look like houses, pyramids or statues mounted on great rollers. They are magially animated and have some awareness of their surroundings, allowing them to hunt and kill." (Harry Quinn cover for D&D Expert adventure module X4: Master of the Desert Nomads by David Cook, the first module of the Desert Nomads series, TSR, 1983)

[leashesandlaces]

I usually don't ship Sanji x Ace, but I don't mind seeing the pairing, but check em out..

Ace, who's a Devil Fruit user, he ate the Mera Mera no Mi, while Sanji is flame resistant.

can't you see how cute that pairing is?!???!?

Sanji not getting affected around Ace's flames made Ace fall for him as if like Sanji accepted Ace for something he is dangerous of.

[eddiesgoodcolino]

INFO ON HOW TO RECEIVE LINO PRINTS!!!

Hiii!!! This is my side blog (main is @jackwhiteprophetic) where I will be organising sending prints to people!!!! I love to share my art sooo much so am so excited to be doing this!

Hopefully all the information needed can be found here in the Google form but feel free to DM me/send me an ask for inquiries!!!

If possible, shipping is £0.85 for UK or £2.50 (around $3) for international, but if you aren't able to pay this that is completely fine!!! Also if some people are happy to pay slightly extra this will be used to cover shipping for those who can't pay, and also to continue buying shipping or lino supplies for making more prints/designs!!!!

And please please consider donating to Jana's go fund me campaign if you have the money!!!

(also click for quality sorry it's blurred)

Here are the current designs I am sending, I will update as I make more!! Each design will have a separate tag where more detailed pictures, dimensions and colour options can be found!!

[happi-dreams]

Hey do you think people still have no idea what emmet’s name is and they just try reading his little name card