#eldritch powers

[occudo]

'You are so deliciously lonely' @jonmartinweek Day 7 Eldritch Powers // Caretaking I offer you Lonely Avatar Martin for this day, from arthureameslove wonderful fic: Like a Lighthouse, Call Me Home - it's really really good.

[shepscapades]

Surely this will have no negative consequences whatsoever!

[orderforbrian]

@jonmartinweek day 6 - eldritch powers | caretaking day 7 - ten years later | martin's poetry

10 years later - after surviving an apocalypse and what could be considered death, healing as an act of rebirth - martin still pulls the bullshit "lonely hands" move 😶‍🌫️

[Start ID: Two drawings of Jon and Martin from The Magnus Archives in blue hues. Jon is a average sized Persian man with curly hair tied back into a messy bun and multiple scars. He has a thick mustache and lighter beard, with streaks of grey in his facial hair and eyebrows, and wears rectangular glasses and a large sweater. Martin is a fat mixed Polish/Korean man with shaggy hair pulled back into a headband, several beauty marks on his skin, and a patchy mustache (beard not visible). There are streaks of gray in his eyebrows. He wears browline glasses and a simple t-shirt. Both Jon and Martin have matching bands on their left ring fingers. 1st image: Jon stands at a counter watching a mug of tea, an arrow points stating "waiting for tea to steep". Steam from the mug flows to the side and Jon wonders, "Did I leave a window open?" as the temperature presumably drops. In the steam cloud, Martin appears behind Jon in a fog-like state, reaching a vaguely shaped hand out. 2nd image: Martin grabs Jon (punctuated by GRAB with a heart), shoving one hand into his sweater collar and the other underneath his sweater. He smirks, singing, "Cold hands!". Streaks of fog trail behind him. Jon shouts at the sudden cold, "M-MARTIN!! You're freezing!", and shivers all over, one hand gripping Martin's arm and the other flailing beside him. Hair can be seen where his stomach and upper chest is exposed. End ID.]

[carrotsnake]

"bill escapes the theraprism / must live in the mystery shack as the next part of his program" genre of billford fanfics are well and good, but has anyone considered the inverse: by some interdimensional mistake, ford is trapped as a patient in the theraprism. the pines family must find a way to save him meanwhile bill is OVER THE MOON. takes every opportunity to be the worst cellmate ever, sabotaging him to get him sent to the wellness void etc... shit now i wanna write it

[coffee-scrub]

So, won't you please spare me indignity?

And won't you please give me some decency?

And won't you please call it, if our time is through?

[koifoxes]

mv doodles

[nonasuch]

I’m not going anywhere with this but it’s a thought I had.

[annabelle--cane]

alice being unable to get through without a ticket sooo implies to me that the shambling-mess-of-eyes archivist did in fact buy one legitimately with british pounds sterling

[time-woods]

pls. opinion of peppermint butler.

here i drew him with my mouse for you

[murderandcoffee]

statement giver: some gay old man with eldritch powers is terrorizing me!

tired archival assistant: you’re going to have to be more specific than that

[isbergillustration]

Anguish, Unfounded

[the-witchhunter]

DP x DC: Animal House

Danny can apparently shapeshift, and that’s great!

or it would be great if it wasn’t for the fact he got stuck as an eldritch cat. On the plus side, he can talk to animals like this. Downside: He lacks thumbs and his powers seem to be on the fritz. 

Luckily, he got picked up by the Waynes who seem to think he is some kind of alien cat. It’s actually pretty cool. Lots of soft things and window spots to soak in some sunlight, and, hell, the homemade cat food actually tastes pretty good.

Plus he’s been making friends!

Alfred the cat and Titus are his favorites. Ace is cool but he’s more like an uncle figure. Batcow is chill, but Jerry the turkey is an asshole. Then Dick brings his dog Haley aka Bitewing, so Jason brings his dog Dog, and the whole batfamily of pets is there vibing with Danny.

Then a family emergency happens requiring all hands on deck. Everyone is out of the house and even Alfred is too busy in the Batcave keeping an eye on things to pay attention to the animals. So that can mean only one thing...

Party time!

Danny invites all the DC animals that I remember exists. Krypto the super Dog, Comet the Super Horse, Streaks the Super Cat, Beppo the Super Monkey, Rec the Wonder Dog, and of course Bobo T. Chimpanzee aka Detective chimp, the worlds greatest detective, and the alcoholic ape that’s going to supply the whole party with booze

That’s right, Danny is hosting an animal rager at the Wayne manor, and between his malfunctioning powers, the other super powered animals, and a lot of alcohol, things are going to get WEIRD

[steampoweredwerehog]

Where they start:

What they get up to:

[random-sparks-98]

“Are you okay?”

Duke whipped his gaze towards the voice, blinking away the colorful spots that tried to remain after how hard he’d been pressing his eyes into his skull. A boy stood in front of him—or was it even a boy? His form seemed to glitch. Sometimes it looked like a regular black-haired boy in a Gotham Academy uniform, what looked like a prosthetic hand peeking through his sleeve. Sometimes the colors inversed, revealing green eyes and floating white hair and a black jump suit—hazmat suit? Duke wasn’t sure. The prosthetic hand switched to a completely ice arm, bones encased in an unnaturally blue ice. Still his form seemed to morph at times, becoming something completely inhuman with wings and horns and fur and feathers all combining to reveal a maw that threatened to swallow Duke whole.

The boy-creature tilted his head. “… hello? Can you hear me?”

Excerpt from chapter two of

Animated gif below the line

[puppetmaster13u]

Y’know, there’s a bunch of Billy adopted by Danny Phantom stories and prompts. But what if instead he was adopted by reformed Dan Phantom. 

Give him a dad who is trying his best not to murder but Billy is making it very hard not to at least commit a few crimes. It’s just a few, right? It couldn’t be that bad, but he is trying this whole self-restraint thing.  He hasn’t failed. Yet. 

[puppyeared]

meow