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Moonlit Blossoms, a Heian Period Asheiji fic
#banana fish#asheiji#fic#fanfic#ao3#ao3 fanfic#wlw#this is experimental#inaccurate#might continue later#might abandon#birthday gift#shorterdong
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#ok I’m done rb posts about the good place#for now at least#might continue later#sorry to all the affected
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bill wanted to see Ford fly, not fly with him, smh
bill MIGHT have a fear of heights
#doodles#gravity falls#gravity falls au#comic#not rlly tho#ish#idk#bill#bill cipher#gravity falls bill#monster hunter bill cipher#human bill cipher#monster falls#mosnter falls au#sphinx ford#monster ford#ford#ford pines#stanford pines#billford#might continue later if i know how to add onto it lol
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Danny awoke to the rustle of leaves. There was still barely a hint of life in sight, but this meant that there was at least some big animal around! he could totally shoot it with an ecto blast and find some way to cook it, right? sam would totally forgive him, it was a matter of life and painful starvation!
He got into a more advantageous position, making sure to keep quiet, and... kids?? what is this, Hansel and Gretel?
he nearly shot them from the shock!
----- dipper pov -----
the creature (because there was no way that thing was human) was so different to anything they saw previously. Translucent skin stretched over nearly visible bones, glowing white hair that appeared to defy gravity, radioactive green glowing eyes, blackened fingertips... it looked like a teenage boy, if you excused all the mystical details.
the creature looked... startled? with it's arm outstretched and a suspicious green glow gathering in it's open palm, if he didn't know any better he'd say the creature was aiming to shoot!
all of a sudden an unnatural feeling of *safe, warm, curious* washed over dipper and Mabel.
"Mabel do you feel that?? it's so unnatural!"
"yeah it feels so weird! I kinda like it, it's fun to feel so warm"
a/n: I wrote this a couple weeks ago and have not continued it since, so I decided to just post what I wrote
Danny was tired. It was exam season, the ghosts hadn't eased up on their attacks despite the stress he had with school, Jazz was off for college (meaning his parents expected him to pick up the slack and add her chores to his chore list...) he was more than tired. He was EXHAUSTED. You couldn't really blame him for what happened. ...at least that's what he's been telling himself.
Why is be being so dramatic, you ask? Well... he may have... sorta accidentally spaced out while flying and found himself waking up out in the middle of a forest full of pine trees. And this forest looked NOTHING like the forest in Amity park.
Now this wouldn't usually be a problem, right? Amity has such a big ectoplasmic presence, he could sense it from anywhere in the world! Except... as previously mentioned, he was physically and mentally exhausted, had barely eaten 3 sandwiches in the past week, hadn't gotten more than an hour of sleep a night (some nights getting no sleep at all) for over a month now... and to make things even better, he couldn't even ask for directions to a nearby city!
Ever since the whole Pariah Dark incident Amity (as in the city spirit of amity park) had decided that staying in one place was "too dangerous", so she'd started moving amity around the US with no apparent rhyme or reason.
Maybe it was because amity was a rather young city spirit, but this didn't achieve anything other than getting the GIW out of amity (they weren't able to reliably track the city location quickly enough to get there before it moved again, and amity has developed a tendency to leave them behind while moving herself, at this rate they would lose their funding before they managed to develop a way to locate amity quickly enough)
All that to say he's currently lost in an unfamiliar forest in the middle of nowhere, barely conscious, just praying to all the ancients (that he hadn't fought) that he could get some food and sleep before anything hostile could find him in this weakened state.
So far he had only heard a few distant animal noises, and there was no way he was attempting to eat something from a forest (he might have grown up eating ecto-infused food, but that didn't mean he had no standards for the food he put in his body! He wasn't going to attempt to eat something from an unfamiliar forest!
Danny hadn't gotten any closer to civilization from what he could tell, and he was running out of energy way too fast. So in a move of rare intelligence, he decided to find a tree with a strong looking branch, fly up to it, and drape himself on the branch for some hopefully undisturbed sleep. He didn't want any big forest animals finding him while he was asleep after all.
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"hey mabel, isn't it weirdly quiet here today?"
Dipper and Mabel had gone into the forest with hopes of easing their boredom (and more importantly, get away from grunkle Stan and Ford's bickering), but so far they hadn't seen even a single red pointy hat peeking out in between the pine branches.
"maybe there's some new creature in the forest today..." he voiced out loud, a small part of him still wanting to prove himself to ford by finding something he had missed in his exploration of gravity falls.
"if it's scaring away all the other creatures, wouldn't it be better to call ford for help?" Mabel replied, worrying they might not be able to deal with it by themselves.
"nah, we can totally deal with this! we survived bill's weirdmageddon, we can definitely survive some weird new creature! have some faith in our strength, Mabel!"
"yeah, you're probably right, there's no use worrying"
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DPxDC Afterlife, But It's A Bar
[discontinued, feel free to add on]
It was weird. Not wrong, alarming or dangerous type of weird. Not good or comforting either.
Just plain weird.
It all started a few days ago, on Wednesday, to be exact. On a rare occasion, Jason was patrolling outside of his territory ("cover for me, I have a date" my ass, Replacement), and he spotted something out of place. A neon green, almost toxic colored sign that read "Afterlife".
Honestly, who names a place like that? But judging by the placement and design, it was a bar, and Jason could almost appreciate the irony. Maybe it had a slogan along the lines of "our drinks will send you beyond the lines of life and death" or something. But at the same time, it could be interpreted as "alcohol can and will be the death of you," which, technically, is not the best PR campaign for a bar.
Jason decided to visit the place anyway. He was curious about the implied death joke, sue him.
Of course, he didn't visit immediately. He was still on patrol, and he just heard the sound of gunshots to the west. Not to say that the place was quiet.
(Oddly quiet for a bar in Gotham, now that he thinks about it)
Anyway, the next day, he went there not as Red Hood but as Jason Todd, an ordinary civilian who decided to grab a beer in the evening. Only to not find the place.
He couldn't have just miss it - he remembered the street, he knew the building, he was absolutely fucking sure where the "Afterlife" should have been. He searched the whole block nonetheless, and then proceeded to check the whole area, but to no avail.
Damn, it seems like he can't get to the afterlife both literally and- the other literally. Yeah, he might be having too much fun with the oddly chosen name for the nonexistent bar.
It didn't exist on the maps and internet either. At this point, Jason was contemplating the idea of it being a hallucination or a dream. He even checked the recording on his helmet from Wednesday night, but the whole time he was in the area, the video was filled with interference and static.
Weird. Slightly suspicious, but Red Robin, who's been patrolling the same area for weeks before him, never reported any interferences, so it probably had something to do with his helmet and not the area in general.
On Thursday night, he purposefully went there right after patrol. And the nonexistent bar suddenly existed again! The same neon green sign, the same quiet street around it.
Seriously, what is this mysterious fuckery?
Now, if he was a Bat, he would have reported this to others and investigated, lurked around in shadows, and approached with caution. If he was a Robin, he would have still reported and then straight up marched in there and saw how it goes.
Alas, he was Red Hood, so he decided to watch for the bar guests and see just who the hell goes in and out of the place.
And there was the next weird thing.
No one was going in or out. Jason sat there for a whole hour, and not even one person entered or left the building. Despite the muffled sounds of music, voices and laughter coming from the place.
The final kicker was the fact that after some careful questioning and dropping hints, Jason found out that no one except him ever saw the "Afterlife"'s sign. No one's even heard of it, both the Batclan and the Gothamites.
The fuck?
So he did the next logical thing. He brought the smartest member of the Bats with him. Tim owed him anyway. Might as well use it now instead of later.
Friday night proved two things: one, Tim was still his favorite to work with out of all the bats and birds, not questioning anything as to why Jason is asking him to check out a bar, and two, Jason just might be going insane.
Tim couldn't see the "Afterlife" even when Jason pointed at the sign from not further than ten feet. The irony of the stipid name was not even amusing anymore.
Tim didn't ask any questions after this experiment, and Jason didn't want to admit that he is losing the grip of reality, so they ended up simply parting their ways after. Can the Pits cause brain damage? More damage than there was in the first place, that is.
Now that he thinks about it, the color of the sign is really similar to the Lazarus waters. He should have noticed it sooner, but in his defense, who would look at the bubbling pool of toxic waters and think, "Oh, that would make a dope neon sign"? Apparently, the owner of the "Afterlife".
The color might be just a coincidence.
...no, in the world he lives in, coincidences like this just don't happen. Besides, Jason doesn't believe in shit like fate or destiny.
So, here he is, on Saturday night, standing in front of the door to the Afterlife. It would have been funny if it wasn't so weird. What's even more weird is that the closer he gets to the door, the less nervous he feels, like the place is radiating some calming aura. Wait, no, scratch that, Jason is so not calling it a calming aura for God's sake. That sounds just like those homemade witches with their crystals, tarot readings, and whatnot.
He's going to call it... tranquilizer vibes. Yeah, that's better.
He takes a deep breath, getting ready to see whatever it is on the other side, pushes the door open, and walks into the bar.
...
Whatever he's been expecting to see, it's not this.
#danny phantom#dc x dp#dpxdc#batfam#batman#jason todd#tim drake#afterlife#red hood#ghost zone#but its a bar?#this was actually the first ever thing i have written in dpxdc fandom#it was more than a year ago#its been sitting in my notes for a long time#the grammar is funky#i remember i was into Dead on Main at the time#so i was probably planning on writing it#alas i have fallen into Dead Tired later#might as well throw it out there and run#feel free to continue!#cork writes#cork prompts
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Drew lil scene from @missylink 's dbh fanfic she's currently writing >:3 will link when published!!🫶
#dbh#detroit become human#gavin reed#rk900#reed900#fanart#my art#wip#doing a trade with my sis by me drawing her fic so she continues writing it YIPPEE#it be the trade offer meme#RAAAAA THE FIC IS SO GOOD#anyways might colour this or fix it up later#dbh is my new brainrot and its all i think abt#im so sad the fandom is so dead#can we go back to 2018 plspls
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I love them a normal amount
... The normal amount is a lot, right?
#sns#Pre genin days#they're just kids#Sasuke is trying not to laugh#naruto#my art#naruto uzumaki#pre slash#sasuke x naruto#naruto x sasuke#sasuke uchiha#sasuke#I am going to continue working on this#And I might post a more carefully rendered version of this later#But for now I kinda love this
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daud wip i might never finish
#might delete this later#just felt like posting something while my wips pile up#why do i struggle so much to draw my blorbos this isn't fair yall#continues to draw him more anyway#dishonored#dishonored fanart#dishonored art#dishonored daud#daud#wip#dee.art
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late halloween drawing! went for a little ddvd au thing because it's been on my mind lately (though i draw regular ik so small sometimes you might not even be able to tell)
and bonus! cryptids spotted crossing the road (asmo snuck up and caught levi unawares)
#my ongoing feud with backgrounds continues#anyway among other things i'm thinking of drawing some more ddvd stuff. might make ik even littler#all of the young iks i've drawn have the same blank big eyes expression and this is deliberate#she learned to emote a little later in life so at that age she just stares#art#obey me#obey me lucifer#jtta ik#obey me satan#obey me leviathan
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Gotham Protects Her Own
“Gotham protects her own.” Bruce had whispered to him once, in a, at the time, not so rare moment of affection, cradling dick to his chest as they looked over his city. Their city. Batman and Robin. Dick had believed him, of course, but he hadn’t really felt it. Not until he had stood at the bats side for the second year in a row, and his cape had fluttered. Dicks cape had never fluttered while he was standing. Running across the rooftops? Sure. Jumping over a chimney? Most definitely. But just standing still, no movement? It had never happened. Bruce’s did, from the very beginning Bruce’s cape had flown behind him, flapping with grace in the wind that was not there. But dicks hadn’t. But now… Bruce smiled down at him, pride lining every line in his face, before he took off across the roof, a challenge and a test at the same time. Dick chased after him, and for the first time since he had become Robin, he flew. His feet barely touched down, cushioned by the roofs, by shadows, and he laughed, wild and bright and free, and Bruce joined him, laugh deep and rich and full. Dick belonged to Gotham now, the city had laid her claim on him, and as Batman and Robin flew across the city, Dick could hear a new laugh join them, light and happy and feminine, delighted by their delight, their acceptance. Gotham protects her own, and Dick Grayson-Wayne, the first Robin, had earned that right, that protection, with his leaps and jokes and belief in Batman, in a belief in the city, in the belief that it could be better.
Gotham protects her own. Catherine Todd had murmured to him once, late one night, a bruise blossoming on her cheek, eyes heavy from drugs. She was close to death, Jason could feel it practically wafting off her, and he didn't think much of her last words, a hazy drugged hallucination, slurred speech. But then she had passed and Jason had left, choosing the street over his father and then he had understood. People came looking for him, naturally, even his father ventured out, but shadows seemed to envelop him, the streets opened to his footfalls, and he always found a safe place to sleep, never waking with his things stolen or suddenly kidnapped. Jason could feel the city, his very lifeblood, could hear her music in her traffic, felt her song in the earthquakes. Gotham cradled him, sheltered him, and when the time came, pushed him to a left unattended Batmobile, tempting him to steal the tires. For the first time, Jason doubted his city, hated her for sending him into a trap. But then he became Robin, and Gotham squealed in delight, and Jason watched in awe as Bruce flew, as Gotham made his cloak billow, as she nurtured her prodigal son. Batman had gotten injured, once, badly enough that he had struggled with his grapple line, and it had snapped. Jason had screamed, lunging for him, but it was too late. Before he could cry over the dead body of his mentor, he found Bruce at the bottom of the building, not much worse for wear at all. Gotham had cradled him, shadows leaping to cushion his fall. Jason had laughed with glee, rushing Bruce home as quickly as possible, and something had brushed his cheek, a faint kiss against his forehead. Gotham protects her own and Jason Todd-Wayne, the second Robin, had been born into that right, that protection, and felt her city pound through his body like blood, feeding his soul.
Gotham protects her own. Tim had seen the slogan on a Wayne Enterprise billboard once, when he had been seven, an ad campaign promoting insurance and helpful housing. It had become a sort of mantra for him, something he whispered under his breath every time his father made a snide comment about Tim lacking proper talent or social skills, after every call his parents declined, after every fight that had him biting his lip to stop the tears and debate running away. Gotham protects her own. Became his lifeline, his mantra, a promise of a better life. It wasn't anything he ever believed, until he finally worked up the courage to approach Bruce Wayne about the secret. Tim slipped on the Robin uniform for the first time… And something inside him settled. A woman's voice in the back of Tim’s head squealed. But as he raced over the rooftops, finally at Batman's side as he always dreamed to be instead of a few feet behind, snapping pictures, his cape dancing with the wind, his feet hardly touching down, that mantra, that false belief of hope, of a better life, became truth. Gotham protects her own, and Tim Drake-Wayne, the third Robin, had believed in that truth his whole life, wishing with every fiber of his being that she would protect him, and she finally had.
Gotham protects her own. David Cain had warned her once, telling her great stories of the city with air of midnight black, of water a putrid green, and of a people a hardy and tough. It hadn't been a compliment, just another obstacle she would need to overcome to fulfill her future missions. She had believed him, of course, but… she had never truly known what it meant. Not until she had stumbled into the city, hurt, bleeding, afraid, and she had felt that… otherworldly power. Reaching for her. Its tendrils soft and kind, like a mother, shadows stretching across her, shielding her, as the League prowled the streets. It wasn't until she saw him. The Bat. And his little Bird, brutal efficiency and yet mercy in every action, wasn't until she saw how Gotham cradled them, lifted them, helped them to fly. Gotham had been more accepting to her than she had thought. Maybe because she hadn't hurt her children. Maybe because she knew her pain. Maybe because Cass had been so afraid. But whatever the reason, when Cassandra Cain-Wayne took to the streets, a proud, blazing Bat on her chest, her cape billowing behind her, Gotham sang.
“Gotham protects her own!” Arthur Brown had screamed once. It had been in a fit of rage, followed by the sounds of windows crashing and tables smashing against the wall. He had been angry, livid even, the sound of his footsteps heavy and hard on the floor as he stormed around, pissed that Batman was unreachable for him, untouchable, protected by the city he claimed to do the same to. Steph knew the truth in the words, had been protected by them her whole life, finding a window open right when her father got home, the closet door unlocked miraculously after her father had locked her up, alleyways opening for her to escape through when bigger kids picked on her, or the cops chased her. And it happened now, as Arthur Brown came storming for her, rage and malice and every evil intention written across his features. Steph could feel that tug, that indescribable feeling of home, and she took a step back, melting into the shadows as she fled, fled her home, fled her father, fled his wrath and everything wrong with the world. She settled on the roof, the way she always did when he got like this, and waited, as she always did. For it to end. For him to stop. It was that night that she saw him for the first time. Steph had heard of him, of course, the Batman was infamous throughout Gotham by now, but she had never seen him in person. Never watched his work. It was at Bethany’s house. Bethany’s father, Vincent, was screaming again. The way Arthur was. But Gotham, Gotham didn't protect Bethany the way she did Steph. Or maybe Bethany just didn't listen. But Batman.. Batman listened. Batman protected. Steph watched, wide eyed, as he jumped through the window, as he grabbed Vincent by the throat and slammed him against the wall, snarling in his face. Steph watched, hands clutching her teddy, wondering whether she would rather risk her father than this demon. But he stopped. Paused. Threw Vincent to the ground in disgust, unconscious, and turned to Bethany. Beth had stopped moving, the way she always did when Vincent got the way he did, dissociating so she wouldn't feel his hands on her. Steph didn't think it worked, but it was something. Batman bent down, gentle, slowly, a few feet away, extending a hand to Beth. Steph couldn't hear what he said, couldn't see his face, but Beth blinked at him. She blinked, and she walked closer, slowly. And Batman… Batman held her, held her until she was crying, held her through her tears and wiped her eyes and rubbed her back, held her until she was asleep without nightmares, and carried her to bed, tucking her in gently. Steph didn't know how long she sat there, watching as he cared for this little girl, forgoing the Bat Symbol in the sky, and his anger, for her. Gotham protects her own, Steph swore as she watched him drop from the window the same night, flitting away on shadows only she could see. Gotham protects her own, and she would protect Gotham. She would mold herself after the Bat, and help.
#batman#batfam#bruce wayne#stephanie brown#dick grayson#jason todd#tim drake#cassandra cain#can you tell which ones my fav?#ill give you a hint its steph#anyway#this was just a lil something thats been in my drafts for like two years now#and i finally gave in and wrote like two more people#and this is that#i might continue with duke and damian and babs#but thats for a later time#idk#maybe even bruce lol#but anyway i hope you enjoyed#i love thinking of gotham as this old magic#idk again#but yeah#gotham
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i wanted to do a piece to commemorate all the amazing waddle dees who entered the @kirbyoctournament this year! as starstruck is the last dee standing in the mainline tourney, that's a big legacy to carry, but she's doing her best...!
if you want to help her keep fighting the fight for the Humble Waddle Dee against all these super cool knights, dark matters, gods, and ancients, you can vote for starstruck here!
additionally with the first round of second chance voting now open, all these dee's are back for more, and you can give them your vote in the second chance bracket!! sadly a few of them are up against each other, but from top to bottom, here are links to vote for your favourites!
galaxia // ideena // pip // fondue // starry // mimi // daisy // rainbow // wadhat // wridee // stellar // rope mf // keyper // seam // lemon // flower // and of course starstruck being squished to within an inch of her life there 😂
character credits, from top to bottom!
galaxia @centellazul // ideena @tazmilygray // pip @emmyp0ps // fondue @moonmacabre01 // starry @staring-at-a-blank-pagee // mimi @clownie-rainbow // daisy @starrygoober // rainbow @cali-kabi // wadhat @iwontusethis255 // wridee @mxmanynames // stellar @drawscutestuff // rope mf @mint-termsandconditions // keyper @bloodiegawz // seam @cloud-the-forgotten // lemon @snazzyladreal // flower @eliastheownerof0axolotls
i hope you all enjoy it!! best of luck to everyone and their wanyas in the tourney and second chance!! 💖🙏
#starstruck dee#others ocs#my art#kirby oc tournament#all character credits under the cut! this was already long enough 😂#this was a big project but as resident wanya oc enjoyer i really wanted to honour all the waddles in the tourney!#i also made an alt of this for artfight which included 7 *other* waddle dee ocs not in the tourney. might post that later!#don't forget to vote for your favourites!! including starstruck!! she's up against incredible powerhouse Mama D this round!#fingers crossed she makes it. go tiny girlfailure wawa go!!!#i have been desperate to continue my propaganda and answer asks but i've been so overwhelmed with work lately. soon though! i hope!#thanks for sticking around and to everybody who has voted for starstruck so far!! it means a lot to me to see her do well out there! 💖🎀
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you can only take so many hours of ancient aliens before u snap tbf
#little continuation of that other ancient aliens sketch but many years later#took a month break from IZ and the fandom block hasnt lifted but i wanted to sketch something for#zadrday#so squabbling over the remote will have 2 do til i can shake my funk off#zadr#zadf#invader zim#i have a zib fic idea rumbling-- just something short and kind of melancholy#might post that when im satisfied w it
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#rxg1nald art#kirby#kirby fanart#sailor dee#sailor waddle dee#sailor dee fanart#meta knight#meta knight fanart#trans headcanon#digital art#i just see myself a lot in this little guy#this one is kinda based off personal experiences#might continue it if i have the energy#alright cya later
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👻❄️ &🔥🐉
#hom au#heroes of millennium au#danny phantom#american dragon jake long#jake long#hey... guess whats gonna happen tomorrow? ;D consider this 24-hour warning for anyone who are interested in this silly au lol#not me making a mock cover/promo art to hype myself up to finally continue working on the thing so i could finally post SOMETHING#lowkey hope it might trick someone to think its an actual cover with comic underneath#i take my amusement whenever and however i can#ABORT ABORT 24hours was a very generous estimate unforeseen circumstances pushed deadline later lol
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endless ghifs 7/? ⛧ source — "— to the ground!"
#i feel bad for posting this but it makes me laugh every time. the way he sits back up & the aggressive point ...#its so perfectly in character#might see if i can slow these down later but for now i will go to sleep#this is a high effort shitpost dont get me wrong#user copia all tag#eg_series#the band ghost#papa emeritus iii#tobias really went off with continuing to sing even whilst falling sjhdbkj#user copia edits
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