#mostly because he’s dead

[luminarytex]

wait purely out of curiosity can you elaborate on "certain ships of benchtrio" i dont really know what you mean by that lol

so ships like techno/ranboo, tubbo/schlatt, tommy/dream, etc etc

i’m just not a fan, especially since i’ve seen the beginning of those ships when they were still 15/16 i just don’t like it

however ships like tommy/jack or quackity/ranboo is fine idk i don’t know how to explain it lmao

[thefishywizard]

The siblings ever

[swiggity-swexual-i-am-asexual]

As per usual, it’s DP crossover with (probably) DC, although you could probably adjust it for other fandoms

ANYWAYS

A little kid and his mother are trick or treating in another city, perhaps at some kind of event rather than knocking on doors, and the kid is dressed as Phantom. It’s very adorable, with his little ghost-shaped bucket and clearly homemade and already stained costume—listen, white only works if you can just fly over street grime or phase it out of your clothes—and his slightly I’ll fitting wig. The kid is SO happy to be out and about dressed as his favorite, and maybe even showed it off to Phantom back in Amity Park before his family left.

The hero, insert whoever you wish here, is probably in civvies and just enjoying the event. The kid, meanwhile, is so glad when people ask who he is so he can explain, and so- the hero gets to hear ALL ABOUT the local town hero who is probably pretty small time despite the kid’s clearly exaggerated stories. The hero certainly never heard of him, but the kid’s mom confirms that Phantom really was the town hero, despite some mixed reviews of the poor guy.

“Did you manage to show him your costume?” the hero asks.

“Yeah! We went down to the cemetery to leave flowers and I got to show him my costume.”

Wait. Cemetery? Maybe it was part of theme, because Phantom had to be named that for a reason, but… it sounded like…

The kid ignores the suddenly VERY still hero and instead turns to his mom. “Momma, do you think we should bring him candy? He doesn’t get to trick or treat like we do, and I can work super hard to get him a bunch!”

The kid’s mom just smiles. “We could, but maybe we should bring him something homemade. I bet he’d like something more filling, teen boys like him have a hollow leg.”

The kid wrinkles his nose. “Like Vernie with the pizza bagels?”

“Like your cousin, yes. We can make some cinnamon rolls and take them to his memorial, maybe bring some of the apples from your grandpa’s garden…”

The hero is pretty much forgotten as the two-part family wanders off, not quite intentionally forgetting the hero is there so much as the hero somewhat accidentally ended the conversation when they just froze and didn’t ask anything further.

Not that the hero didn’t want to. But they’d learn something very serious.

One—there was a small town hero they’d never heard of. Two—that hero was apparently a teen. Third—most pressingly, the teen hero was both beloved enough to have kids dressing up as him and dead enough to have a grave.

This… might require some phone calls.

[azukisprouts]

asajksjdjkksjdkk DEAD PLATE

Full painting under the cut!

I am. so normal about these three.

[peace-hunter]

tfone au where OP is created as the last of the primes but way after them, a sparkling born at what were thought to be the last days of the war against the quintessons, the beginning of a new generation of peace after eons of war. a child meant to be loved and raised knowing nothing of war nor sacrifice.

he's kept mostly out of the spotlight by his siblings, who don't wish to expose him to everyone's optics so young, and want to wait until the war is done and over to properly introduce him to their people.

except of course the primes are betrayed and murdered by sentinel, the war is lost and everyone who knows and cared for the truth is either banished or outright killed in order to suppress it.

and the high guard, the ones the primes trusted the most, the ones that were supposed to protect them, the ones who failed in their most important duty, have to make a choice. to take the last prime, their last hope, with them to the surface, a hostile environment where there's little to no supplies and where they'll be hunted down by both sentinel and the quintessons as the biggest threat to their regimen.

or hide him in plain sight. place him where sentinel won't think to look for him. one more sparkling among many. and hope it will be enough to keep him alive. pray to primus that he'll protect his last child long enough for them to come back for him when it's safer (even if most of them have already lost their faith on him when he allowed the rest of his children to be massacred like that)

they almost lose their resolve when they realize they will have to take the little one's cog away in order to make him blend in with the rest of the newborns (and oh do they burn with murderous intent when they see what sentinel has done to their people but it's not the time yet-) but in the end they decide an impaired little prime is better than a dead one.

and so in the chaos of thirteen dead primes and a sudden energon crisis, a little sparkling who very few mechs really knew about and even fewer had seen completely vanishes. and in the depths of iacon a mech in charge of a new batch of newborns scratches their helm in confusion as they realize they must have miscounted the first time.

optimus prime is quietly erased from any official records by sentinel, written off as dead when they find a sparkling's frame mangled beyond recognition after an attack on the base of those rebels that insist on being a thorn on his side. killing the sparkling hadn't been precisely in his plans, he probably could've found some use for it after all, but he's not particularly upset about it either.

and orion pax grows up with an ache on his spark that tells him he's missing something far more important than a t-cog and dreams of gentle and loving hands, cradling him against the frames of mechs he cannot recall the faces of.

[nelkcats]

Coffee-scented kisses

Tim fell in love with a barista. At first he had wondered if it was simply a mistake, to transfer his love for coffee to the person who produced it, but slowly he realized it was a little more than that.

Danny, the new barista, didn't really criticize him when he ordered 8 coffees a day, as long as he was on shift. He also didn't ask him about his health insurance every time he ordered Death Wish, and even made sure to make small talk every time he delivered his coffee.

It had only been a few days since he was hired but Tim fell in love with his small talk, his care, and of course, his coffee.

Then, when Danny was suspected of working with Two Face he was heartbroken. The boy was probably innocent, but he couldn't get out of his head that nothing in Gotham was simple, everyone kept secrets, including himself. So he made up his mind to stay away from Danny, for his sake.

Danny, for his part, was Harvey Dent's assistant and a part-time barista, he just wanted to distract himself and Harvey was strangely sympathetic after telling him about running away from home. Kind of like a guy you stay with during the vacations, but more permanent.

The halfa started to worry when the cute boy from the cafe stopped coming, maybe he was in danger? Danny couldn't help but worry, but when his coworkers told him Tim was coming in on other shifts he wondered if the boy was avoiding him.

[erinwantstowrite]

i think im not a fan of what dc keeps doing with jason because they keep having him, the abused, become an abuser in some way shape or form. and the classism they don't want to talk about (i am being so for real there is a genuine problem of both writers and readers who do not understand jason's background and it pissed me off so bad because it always shapes their opinion of him in the wrong way and they don't care to even try to listen). and how if they were going to have him come back they should have had delved into his identity crisis and the inherent horror of coming back but not knowing how or why or what to do about it and not knowing what you were doing while dead and having to deal with time jumping forward on you and the fact that you will never get the time back and no one will he the same as they were before you died and how isolating and lonely that would be. and they also definitely weren't prepared for the fact that jason was grieving his life and his death and his hopes for his mother and his dad who didn't get there in time and the dc writers are fucking cowards. which brings me to my next point: why do we keep listening to them about shit because they are quite literally always fighting with each other and projecting their own personal biases into characters (i.e. making them worse than they are/2 dimensional/trying to make them iredeemable so their favorite character gets to shine) and also they are all freaks of nature with a consistent problem of being God Awful People who why would we trust them with these characters. jason todd they don't get you like i do

[buwheal]

something I guess‼️ he is sleepin on the freakin flooorrr right now for a multitude of reassonnss ; a minor one being i just kinda wanted to doodle which i guess not much of a reason but...but.......

[serpentface]

This was going to be a panel of a little comic but I got too invested in drawing minute background details so, here.

[somerandomcockroach]

Freak First Aid propaganda went so far that people ask to get their good medic back

[poisonhemloc]

I wish killing Michigan (Intercept the redguns) kept all the mts you slaughter as smoking wrecks, like they do with acs. Not the rest of the game, just. This mission.

Each wave keeps coming in to try and kill you and they’re tripping over each others bodies and trying to dodge behind the smoking wrecks of their comrades

Michigan drops in and there’s dozens of his men already dead on the ground and I think he knew he's not walking away from this, and neither are they if they don't hunker down and shut up somewhere since Raven shows no signs of stopping, and then they all follow him in anyway

and at the end of the fight when Walter congratulates you through gritted teeth Raven's just standing surrounded by piles and piles of smoking mechs.

[technically-human]

Reverse Verse Kashi (Night Nurse?) and Asa!

This is as good a moment as any to confess I ship them

Kashi was thrown into the lake and swallowed by Angie. Inside, he found Asa, who had been trapped there losing her mind for a while! Kashi was in no hurry to leave (a break is a break) but he ended up asking Angie to let them out for Asa's sake. Feeling like she owes him, Asa decided to follow him. He wasn't expecting that, but took it in stride! And now they can be a comedic duo

[willyhoos]

i love those rpg maker face sprites... i wish italy had em too

"happy"/neutral: most lines will display with this sprite; empty eyes and small smile make it look slightly unnerving

upset: when is italy NOT upset in hetaoni

actually happy: i cant think of any instances of the top of my head but italy felt happiness at least once in hetaoni right

desperate: he'd use this when his plans would fall apart + when others would suspect him (that one scene where he yelled at japan to QUIT BEING NOSY)

somber: the "i know something you don't" face. used in instances where he lets his facade drop

terrified: he should have a fake "oh nooooo a monster!!!!" sprite for when he pretends to be surprised, but this one's the real deal.

[multifandom-nerds-blog]

The funny thing about Snotlout in the shows is that as one of the dragon riders he's seen as less competent.

(Altough the people in comparison are Hiccup with the last night fury in existence, the overcompetent at everything Astrid, and Fishlegs with his high knowledge of everything. So It is pretty stupid to compare them like that especially when Snotlout is flying on a freaking flaming death machine that is one of the biggest dragons as well.)

BUT the moment he is fighting against other people without Hookfang he is usually kicking ass (exceptions are like Alvin or Ryker themself) like nothing else. Be it hand on hand, with traps or improvised weapons, next to Astrid he's definitely the best fighter of the group.

No hate against Hookfang, cause I love Hookfang and Snotlout as a duo, but a lot of times they dismiss Snotlout just cause he's not as good or naturally talented at training dragons as the others (again, flying a literal monstrous nightmare). So maybe they should've just give him more time to shine without him in front of others. Cause whenever he did get this moments to shine it was usually without anyone or just one person watching.

[twistpixel]

My thoughts about Jason are just like I think they try to cash in on the dead kid thing a lot without providing much substance for it (1 reason I think utrh as a movie pulled it off is because it does give us not only a happy Jason but a smiling and happy Bruce) because in many (not all) comics flashbacks robin Jason is being a bit bitchy or difficult and it’s almost never about Bruce liking him as a person. So that combined with the adoption being a retcon dick brings in through confrontation adds up to this impression that Jason is like. A lump. An uncomfortable obligation and a regret.

And there *is* imo a lot of father son stuff to mine in Jason and Bruce’s relationship but a lot of it is pre crisis and is Dc ever gonna make that one hug canon again? No. And then all of this on top of how Jason robin personality wise was a lot like dick AND there’s how Bruce adopted Jason because he had no parents and needed a father and what Bruce wanted was a chance to do it over with dick with the foresight of how much they would mean to each other. So when you don’t account for pre-crisis there’s the impression that Bruce made a promise to be his father before they even really knew each other- and that is a big regret. And Jason as his son is an obligation. Based off of how he felt about Dick. And then I go insane.

[skylersprompts]

DC x DP Prompt *12*

Phantom knew that all of this would end badly, really. But as soon as he heard that Skulker was trying to get the pelt of the Superman he knew that he didn't really have a choice.

So he flew to Metropolis to rescue the struggling hero. When he reached them, it was worse than he thought.

Skulker was wrecking havoc without regards for the civilians, while he tried to catch Superman. The hero on the other hand was at least still standing and evading the ghost. But he also couldn't land a single hit. If Danny would let them be, this fight would go on forever or till Superman tired out.

So while Skulker shot another Missile at the Kryptonian, Danny flew invisible behind him and shot an ectoblast in his back. After a short fight with a lot of banter, Skulker found himself in the thermos and Danny and Superman landed on a rooftop.

"Thank you for your assistance! I don't think I recognize you, but I'm glad that you came to my aid against this unknown enemy", the Man of Steel smiled at him and really, Danny should have just nodded, gone invisible and fly of. But... Superman was a real life alien! A founder of the Justice League! Someone who had been to space missions! So yeah, he was a little starstruck.

"No problem, really! It was somewhat my fault... We just talked while fighting and somehow you came up and he just flew straight here, because he wanted to add your pelt to his collection. Normally he only really hunts me...", and his brain to mouth filter didn't work again, great Fenton.

Superman looked concerned for a moment, before he hid it behind an awkward smile. "I suppose he is one of your rouges then? I'm glad to see that someone with your abilities uses them to protect humanity like he should."

And that was enough to shift his expression of Superman. Just because he had these powers, didn't obligated him to protect anyone, except his own hunt and subjects! And Skulker was more of a friend nowadays, he just had become to excited because of a super rare alien and his obsession had kicked in in full force, because they hadn't really found a healthy outlet yet. Just hunting Danny every few weeks when the young adult had time between college classes wasn't really enough.

"You should consider joining us and show us how to defend ourself against a rouge like this", the superhero said, without realizing the shift in Danny's demeanour.

"He isn't really a rouge anymore... It's just a bit of a work in progress still. I also wouldn't really qualify as a member for you little team, since in terms of my species I'm still a literal baby. And I don't think that all of you will still be around when I'm considered an adult or even a teenager. So the answer is No, I won't be a child soldier for the League, nor will I tell you how to hurt my friends", Danny huffed with crossed arms, just to turn invisible then and fly off, not caring for the fact that the other hero seemed to be blue screening.