#elly details

[kettlefire]

Prepare for the unexpected. (DPxDC)

Everyone knew about the reign of Pariah Dark. Even those who did not dabble in those realms have heard the tale of the tyrant. A power-hungry man who ruled over the dead with an iron fist.

Following the rise of Pariah Dark, his realm had been effectively cut off from communication. Many mystics and magic users knew better than to open the door of nightmares that could arise if Pariah Dark's reach went further than his own realm.

Except, the universe had plans to bring the realm of the dead back into the cards.

A new opponent, one that had all of Earth's heroes scrambling for options. A being with powers of a god over weather, destruction was on the horizon. A world ending threat.

It's the only reason the Justice League was doing this. In a deep bunker, far from close civilization as a precaution, the heroes looked on with grim expressions.

The world was already being threatened. It would be destroyed regardless of what the league did. So it only made sense to make the last ditch effort. To summon someone strong enough to defeat the threat.

No one wanted to do it. No one wanted to be the one to pull the realm of the dead back to the living. The consequences were untold if this succeeded. If Pariah Dark was freed and defeated the threat, whose to say he won't want control?

That was a problem for later. For the aftermath. For now, the league could only watch on with bated breath as Constantine completely the summon ritual.

They watched on as the shadows in the room seemed to darken and grow. As the sigil sputtered to life with a glow that was growing increasingly brighter. A sudden gust of wind rushed through the room, the temperature began to drop with eaching ticking second.

And then it was all gone.

The room stood perfectly still. Just as it had been moments before. Nothing changed. No giant king standing before them, no sign that the ritual worked.

The room stood deadly still for another beat before the murmurs started. The team trying to make sense of the situation, figure out what went wrong.

Constantine swore up and down that this was the correct ritual, taking offense that they would even think the problem was on his end. It only made it better when it finally happened.

A loud sound ripped through the room, pulling everyone's attention back to the summoning circle. Just in time to see a tear appear in the space above the circle.

A thin tear that ran the length of eight feet. The fabric of the dimension seems to curl at the edges, pulling back to reveal a deep glowing swirl of greens. A dark gloved hand reached through, fingers curling around the edge of the tear, stretching it even further.

A portal. The ritual had worked, but there had been a delay. A delay that had every hero nerves on edge. Each team member tensed, weapons at the ready as they watched the being stretch the portal to the right size.

Then, a foot stepped out with a heavy thud. A dark boot that looked otherworldly despite its similarity to mortal clothing. A deep black that seemed never-ending. A second foot quickly followed before a full body emerged from the portal.

Not many people in the room have ever seen Pariah Dark, let alone know what to expect. Based on what Constantine and Zatara had said, this wasn't Pariah Dark.

A man had stepped out of the portal, standing at almost seven feet tall, and built like a brick house. One glance at the glowing white hair, deadly red eyes, and shard teeth was enough to know this being was not to be messed with.

But there was no giant show of armor or royal garbs. There is no large crown at the top of his head or jewelry from the infinite realms laced around his neck.

Instead, the man stood before them in combat boots, worn-in ripped jeans, a graphic t-shirt, and a spiked leather jacket. Despite his almost normal clothing choice, the man's jacket seemed to be a never-ending depth of the dark night sky. If one was to look closely enough, the cosmos could almost be made out in the sea of darkness.

None of that would have prepared them for when the man spoke. His tone sounded more bored than anything as he took a step forward.

"Oh, so now you need the help of the dead." The man had spoken, running a hand through his hair. When Batman took a step forward to speak, the man raised a hand. Immediately commanding silence in the single gesture. "I'm on babysitting duty and have yet to have a cup of coffee. I'll be right back."

Just like that, both the man and portal vanished into thin air. Leaving behind a group of stunned heroes. Not only was the man not Pariah Dark, but he was also supposedly babysitting.

"Did that just-"

The Flash had been the first voice to speak up, his eyes trained on where the man had once stood. Except he had barely made it through the first few words before the man was suddenly back.

The man that now had a child hanging off his shoulders and another teen being held up by his scruff. Unlike the man, these kids looked human.

Too human for Bruce's liking. The dark black hair and bright blue eyes had every heroes eyes flickering to Batman for just the briefest moment.

"This isn't fair! I'm not even the king. Why do I have to be here!" The teenager had been complaining the moment the man had reappeared. Arms crossed tight over his chest and seemingly used to being held dangling. "Besides, who brings kids to a show down! Wait til I tell mom about this."

"Aw, come on, Danny. This is gonna be fun!!" The younger girl seemed in much better spirits than the teen, Danny. She had climbed up the large man, sitting on his shoulders and resting her arms on the mess of glowing hair. "It's like take your kids to work day! Ooo, Dan! Can we fight too!?"

Unlike the two kids, the man looked purely exhausted and annoyed. The man, Dan, dropped Danny like a sack of potatoes as he took a long drink from the travel cup in his hand.

It didn't take a genius to recognize the look of an exhausted parent in Dan's expression. A look many of the league members were well acquainted to. A look that even had Batman grimacing with sympathy.

"Can it, little shits. You two were grounded, remember." Dan had growled at the kids before shifting his focus back on the team of heroes before them. His glowing eyes set in a deadly glare. "Pariah Dark isn't coming, and he never will. He's been dethroned and banished. We're the best you've got."

A summoning that started with a group of on edge and scared heroes looking for the ghost king, ended in a way no one expected.

No one was even sure if it made any sense. They weren't sure if they should feel hopeful or in despair.

Because truly, what was a ghostly man with two seemingly human children against a godlike foe with the control over the weather?

The unspoken question of power and ability seemed to vanish following Dan downing the metal travel cup of coffee, and crushing it in his fist.

He tossed it to the side, straighting up his posture as he looked over the heroes. Dan might not be a hero, but he's been playing family for too long.

An almost feral, bloodhungry grin spread across the man's face, sharp fangs on full display. The look made the man suddenly look even less human. He looked closer to a demon from the pits of hell rather than the exhausted parent he looked just a few seconds ago.

"Point me in the direction of this bastard. It's been too long since I let loose and had some fun."

[an-established-butt-dent]

Solas and Inquisitor Lavellan

[astralnymphh]

ellie probably stabs you with her pinocchio-ass nose every time you two kiss. have you seen that Thang.

[tightjeansjavi]

I will never recover

[crowlixcx]

Broadchurch | S3EP4 | Alec Hardy’s Wettest Moments (Part 86)

[ayeleye]

I’ll follow you anywhere you go

Miller family mando au because I truly believe that in every universe, they find each other.

A gift for the most wonderful @lauronk 🌙

[sots-nxck]

lil something inspired by @grimmywrites amazing fic Pollice Verso

the roman au i didnt know i needed.

[repmet]

@rwrbmovie & @rwrbsource’s rwrbweek: Day 4 | Little Detail

[venonasty]

ellie sketching abby in perfect detail after seeing her once for 30 seconds tops is my Roman Empire.

[adhdprincess]

Edit: This is not accurate, explained here. This is prob a pic of 19 year old Ellie.

I just realized this shot is of 17 year old Ellie.

Here's how it looks in the TLOU2 flashback.

Here's how it her arm will look in the HBO scenes where she's 19. Notice how the leaves are filled in.

[accio-bagel]

A little moonlit stroll around Feldcroft

[ranna-alga]

No but real talk here- one of my favourite little details that were included in the HBO adaptation of TLOU that I noticed is that you can literally see Joel's hair growth from ep 1 to ep 9...

Like I'm sure I'm not the first person to realise this and maybe it sounds super trivial to get giddy over but I can't help it!!! The details!!!

[pipperoo]

rambles about the black blade under the cut because i’m fascinated by that dumb little weapon

a picture of it features within the black book (shown in killer track) so it most likely existed around the time the book was written or it could have even existed before. this thing is probably around as old as the book. maybe willabella helped create it too.

we know that the black blade is the only thing that can kill miss holloway, it completely bypasses her curse/deal. we know that it can also kill wilbur cross as miss holloway used it on him in the witch and the web. it potentially could be the only thing that kills him too, but there’s no confirmation on that. wilbur is a strong sorcerer, it’s likely that he also has some kind of immortality too

i like to think of it as something forged from the black and white itself. it’s a piece of shrapnel from the black and white, a fragment. that’s the only thing that makes sense to me for it to bypass the lords in black’s gifted immortality. i like to imagine that it’s so dark and shadow-y that light can’t even reflect off of it.

i’m wondering if the disciples automatically wield it? like is it something the lords bestow to them directly? do the lords have any control of it? can it be summoned by the book? does wilbur always wield the blade? and in the timelines where miss holloway kills him, does she just wrestle it away? or are there others where she acquires it by different means?

my assumption is that wilbur does hold onto it in the same vein that miss holloway usually is the one with the book. there may be some timelines where they each have the other, but typically he has the blade, she has the book. i don’t know, it makes sense to me if the blade is something passed from the lords to wilbur cross, especially if they have a desire to erase holloway from the playing field

we don’t know anything about what their fights look like. it could be a lot of spell slinging, maybe they wait to strike in the shadows when the other is distracted so it’s over quickly, it could be a full on physical brawl. we don’t know. i feel like it always devolves to fighting over the blade and then trying to get a stab in. i do think it’s interesting that these two are such powerful magic users, but their big fight will always come down to who can get a grip on a knife.

a headcanon i have for the blade is that, when you die because of it, your soul is instantly pulled to the black or drowsytown where you will essentially remain forever. maybe in a deep slumber where there’s nothing or maybe you’re tortured for eternity. could depend on who you are. and that’s why it can permanently kill holloway, because it traps her soul and prevents her from resurrecting.

another is that even one little slice is enough to kill you. not right away, but if it draws blood, it will eventually kill you like some poison or rot. (this is completely stolen from the mechanics of death’s scythe from supernatural) you can use it to kill like any knife, but one scratch is all that’s really needed (tho i’m sure they often make sure the other is dead, beyond just a small cut, like how wilbur eats holloway’s heart in one timeline) maybe the black and white slowly devours your soul or it’s poisoning your body in order to snatch your soul. i feel like there’s so much angst potential and it could make the fights more interesting because it makes them more careful. they can’t be as risky in the fear that a random swipe could end them.

i just really want more lore on this thing, but who knows if we’ll ever get it

[lukosei]

Excuse me while I go cry again

[ihavesomejays]

had something of a thought so here's a kavetham doodle except they're carl and ellie from up (one of my friends said this was the weirdest crossover ever but personally i think i can and will do worse)

[ladygrit]

weird, but useful!