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daisybell-on-a-carousel ยท 5 months ago
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Being someone who read Under The Red Hood and came out with the firm belief that, for Jason, it's not about killing Joker, it's about Jason wanting proof Batman would choose him over the Joker (bc shelia chose the joker). Makes seeing any other media where it's all about just wanting the Joker dead is a teeny bit frustrating. to be honest
Jason could've killed the Joker himself, really, really easily. Jason kidnaps the Joker before the confrontation. I can't open my comic for a reference right now, but it felt like he had the Joker for quite a bit before the confrontation. He had him. He beat him up with a crowbar. He had every single opportunity to kill the Joker himself, but he didn't because that wasn't his goal. Make no mistake, he did plan for the Joker to be dead by the end of it, but do you see what im trying to say here
Edit: If I knew this post was gonna get 1000+ notes I would've tried to word it better or something, this was a rant I made on the way to the grocery store ๐Ÿ˜ญ
It's not about making Batman kill either. When Batman says he won't kill, Jason adjusts and goes, 'Let ME kill the Joker or kill me to stop me' instead. The test is all about Batman choosing him. The whole final confrontation is Jason's first death again. The parent, The Joker, and the explosives. It even ends with Jason unable to move as a bomb goes off right next to him again because the parent didn't choose Jason. And instead tried finding an option that'd benefit them and (consequencely) letting the Joker walk, again, lol, lmao <-in agony
#the final confrontation was basically his first death again#and YES he Does want the Joker dead#and it would've been really really nice if Batman was the one who did it#but when batman made it clear he wouldn't kill the joker. Jason easily switched to saying โ€œLET me kill the jokerโ€ to accommodate#because he Wanted batman to pass his test#he gave a test to dick too. and technically tim but it wasnt the family test it was a different one so it doesnt rly count#AFTER utrh and the reveal and the batarang you can go hog wild about it. i care less about it then#granted i do believe they make jason more scared of the joker after it at some point#i guess because hes a bit too willing to kill the joker and ive heard jason wasnt meant to live after utrh#my watsonian explain for that is he was so fixated on his plan he cpuld override his fear. or maybe the pit. either work#i prefer the fixation bc i dont like the explanation that the pit was the /only/ reason he could get all plan together and done#BUT THATS UNRELATED!!!#dc stop putting the joker in jason stories im begging you please please please. lock him in a vault for the next 20 years or something#it Cpuld be good and i understand. but also. after so long of people that dont know or go for jasons need for family and parents#that love him and he can trust#the joker starts to feel like?? hm. words. a cop out? oh haha its that guy that killed him woagh hes here#i bet you dont even know that jaybin got beat until unconsciousness by an angry mob#while asking batman to save him only for batman to have to walk away#anwya. where was i going with this#i think i got off topic#jason todd#dc comics#batman#ADDED AN EDIT. SORRY. this post has been haunting me it keeps me awake. what if people misunderstand#they cant read my tags where i ramble more depth. thisbis the only option#EDIT EDIT: hiii#removed the sentence abt jason having the joker for several days bc i misremembered some things#go read its-your-mind 's addition instead also#ok no more i wont edit this post anymore i promise
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remxedmoon ยท 4 months ago
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(you worked yourself to death.)
yeah i wasnโ€™t kidding when i said these would be coming soon. <- haha funny joke marshall. so!! remember when i said that this post would be coming out last weekend? guess whose tablet broke a few days after saying that! so sorry for the delay!! this is long overdue. hereโ€™s a link to the drive, as always! everything in this part of the update should be in the miscellaneous folder (outside of the menu icons, which are in the menu folder. wauaua).
unedited versions below the cut, plus some notes. fair warning 90% of this is just ui stuff lol
so! all of this was already done by the time i posted the enemies. the delay isnโ€™t *entirely* because of the tablet issues, i just managed to get distracted by making: even more redraws! iโ€™d say new update soon but after what happened last time i shouldnโ€™t jinx myself. but! almost All of the art for the initial mod release is done!!!! exciting!!!!!!
please be nice to me (silly) this is my first time doing frame by frame animation inโ€ฆ give or take 5 years? i followed the original animations pretty closely, so they donโ€™t look Awful but i am Aware of the jank. iโ€™m not an animator!!! theyโ€™re Good Enough for my purposes.
hey did you know that the original teleport map is slightly off center. did you know that. thatโ€™s not the case for the redraw for the record but it did make things a little harder. despite that, i think you can tell i was having fun with the dormont part of the map. i wouldโ€™ve put more detail into the house, but we never really get a more detailed look at it??? and i didnโ€™t want to make assumptions. so that partโ€™s just traced from the original ๐Ÿ‘. anyways shoutout to the clocktower being Curved for whatever reason
outside of those, all of the added art is actually just spritework. i didnโ€™t know this at first, but thereโ€™s a TON of copies of sprites from the icon set. Basically Everywhere. so those are added now! and should work properly! also added a few sprites that were Missing from my original batch. not going to put them all here, but a few Important ones (which i actually had to make new art for) are the rock paper scissors cheatsheet, the Larger versions of the craft signs (used in the calamitรฉ fight and. probably somewhere else idk), and the craft signs for the tutorial kid fight!
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aaaand i think thatโ€™s it! for stuff from this update. yeah no thereโ€™s more coming buddy. my tablet already broke one time this week thereโ€™s no way itโ€™s happening twice. iโ€™m not working on portraits Just Yet (though the temptation has been There), but iโ€™ve got the title screens, a few backgrounds, and the ending cgs done! along with a few other assorted cgs sketched out. because im out of my fucking mind. so, uh, see you soon!! enjoy!!
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milkamel ยท 1 day ago
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Truthless Recluse doodle + sad PV sketches (close-ups under the cut)
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he's so pretty when he cries I'm sorry ๐Ÿ’” a beautiful angel make him suffer more please
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floccinaucinihilipilificationa ยท 2 years ago
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weirdglassthing ยท 7 months ago
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LOA Shiptober Day 4: How They Met
October content month was ambitious..
This one took me. Shockingly long. Whoops! Iโ€™ll probably end up jumping around the prompt list and it might extend into November ๐Ÿ˜‹
Iโ€™ll try to do day 31 on the actual date of Halloween though ๐Ÿซก
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poorly-drawn-mdzs ยท 1 year ago
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If I was in a lucid dream with a ghost, I would simply impress them with my blunt rolling skills
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lululawrence ยท 5 months ago
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You Should Be Here With Me
A 2024 Advent Fic by lululawrence
Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | 34k | 26 Chapters
The festive period is a traditionally hectic one in the world of Premier League football, and this year is no different. A lot is riding on how Manchester United is able to come through the fixtures in the coming weeks.
Louis and his teammates know all too well the pressure that is on their shoulders. They need to prove, not just to fans of the club but the entire league, that they still have what it takes to be a team worthy of fighting for the top of the table.
Throw in the fact that Louis is all too aware that he's not getting any younger in a profession that demands your peak physical fitness year round and the incredibly fit Harry Styles, who is part of the club's social media team, and this year's festive period might just be the most important one yet.
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NOW COMPLETE!
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johnnyshrine ยท 1 month ago
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โ˜… 091 // "Calendar?"
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lenaellsi ยท 2 years ago
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โ€œCrowley is still an angel deep downโ€ โ€œCrowley is more of an angel than any of the archangelsโ€ โ€œCrowley was only cast out because he needed to play his part in Armageddon, he's not a real demonโ€ โ€œAziraphale wants to rebuild Heaven to be more like Crowley because heโ€™s what an angel should beโ€ no. Stop it. This is exactly where Aziraphale went wrong.
Crowley is 100% a demon. He's not actually a bit of an angel, and he's not cosmically better than any of the other demons we see in the series. He's much less vicious than most of them, yeah, but he's also much less vicious than most of the angels, because how โ€œniceโ€ a celestial being is has nothing to do with which side they're technically on. Crowley's kindness comes from him doing his best to help people despite the hurt he's suffered himself, not any sort of inherent residual or earned holiness. He was cast out just like the rest of the demons, and that's an important part of his history that shouldn't be minimized, excused, or, critically, 'corrected.'
Being angelic is not a positive or negative trait in the Good Omens universe. It's a species descriptor. Saying that Crowley is still an angel deep down because he helps people is an in-character thing for Aziraphale to think, certainly--Job and the final fifteen showed that in the worst possible way--but it's not something Crowley would ever react well to, and it's the main source of conflict in the entire "appoint you to be an angel" fiasco.
We know that Aziraphale thinks Crowley's fall was an injustice, but why? Well, because Crowley is actually Good, which means his fall was a mistake, or a test, or a regrettable error in judgment, orโ€ฆsomething. Ineffable. Etc. The point is, heโ€™s special, much better than those other demons, and if they can fix him and make him an angel again, everything will be fine! (So once Job's trials are over, everything will be restored to him? Praise be!) Aziraphale has to believe that Crowley's better traits come from traces of the angel he used to know and not the demon he's known for 6,000 years, because thatโ€™s how he can rationalize his incorrect view of Heaven as The Source Of Truth And Light And Good with his complicated feelings about Crowley's fall.
But Crowley's fall was not an injustice because he's actually a Good Person who didn't deserve it. Crowley's fall was an injustice because the entire system of dividing people into Good (obedient) and Bad (rebellious) is bullshit. Crowley is not an unfortunate exception to God's benevolence, he is a particularly sympathetic example of God's cruelty.
And really, Crowley doesn't behave at all like an angel, especially when he's at his best. All of the things that he's done that we as the audience consider Good are things that Heaven has directly opposed. (See: saving the goats and children in defiance of God in S2E2, convincing Aziraphale to give money to Elspeth despite Heaven's views on the "virtues of poverty" in S2E3, speaking out against the flood and the crucifixion in S1E3, tempting Aziraphale to enjoy earthly pleasures because he thinks they'll make him happy, stopping Armageddon.)
Heaven as an institution has never been about helping humanity. And that's not an issue of leadership, as Aziraphale seems to think--it's by design. Aziraphale's first official act as an angel toward humanity was to literally throw them to the lions. Giving them the sword wasn't him acting like an angel, it was just him being himself. Heaven doesn't care about humans. It's not supposed to. It's supposed to win the war against Hell, with humans as chess pieces at best and collateral damage at worst.
Yes, it's easier to think that there are forces that are supposed to be fundamentally good. It's easier to think that Aziraphale is going to show those mean archangels and the Metatron whatโ€™s coming to them and reform Heaven into what it "should" be, and that God is actually super chill and watching all of this while shipping ineffable husbands and cheering for them the whole way. And of course it's easier to take Crowley, who Aziraphale (and the audience) adores, and say that he deserves to be on the Good team much more than all those angels and demons that we donโ€™t like. But that's not how it works. People are more complicated than that, even celestial beings.
Crowley is a demon, and the tragedy of his character is not that he's secretly a good guy who is being forced to be evil; the tragedy is that he's lived his whole life stuck between two institutional forces that are both equally hostile to the love he feels for the universe and the beings in it. There are no good and bad guys. There are no "right people." Every angel, demon, and human is capable of hurting or helping others based on their choices. That is, in fact, the entire fucking point.
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kangals ยท 5 months ago
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FLUFFY GUY HAS MADE HIS FIRST ORBIT OF THE SUN! HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEPLER! ๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ’ซ
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starry-bi-sky ยท 1 year ago
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fast food is the best course of action after causing a scene. แด˜แด€ส€แด› แดา“ แด›สœแด‡ แด…แด€ษดสแด€สŸ แด€สŸ ษขสœแดœสŸ แด€แดœ
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Danny finds Sam easily.
She's right where she said she was over the phone: standing outside on a balcony, in Gotham, at Father's many charity functions.ย 
("Would you still be willing to fly over to Gotham, Danny?" She asks, her voice ringing clear through the speakers. Danny is already climbing out his window before she even finishes her sentence. He was just about to settle down for the night, his ghosts would know better by now than to disturb him at this time. The Box Ghost not included.)
("Of course." He says, sounding more confident than he feels. Sam was one of his bestโ€” closest friends, he would do anything she or Tucker asked. Even if it means stepping foot into his Father's city. He drops down silently, and walks through the house's ghost shield. "Would you like me to bring you anything?")
(Sam sighs through the phone, relief leaking through. "One of the veggie burgers from Nasty Burgers would be great, with their new ecto-fries. Extra salt. I'm sick of all this rich people food.")
(A small smile pulls across Danny's face, tilting at the corner as his living form falls away to his ghost self. "Alright," he says, and kicks himself off the ground, "I'll be there in a few minutes.")
("Thanks, Danny.")
He had the bag of food with him, stored in a container he had to run back to the house to get that would prevent the food from cooling during his flight over. Clutching it in hand, he floats down behind Sam and sheds his invisibility.
Being visible and being invisible always felt different, but in a way Danny can never describe, no matter how many times he tries to think about it. It's like a gut-feeling, a sixth sense, he always knows when he's visible and when he is not.
His ghost form burns away like steel wool being lit, and Danny drops the last foot to the ground silently. In his other hand lies his thermos, but filled with plain ectoplasm โ€” lazarus water. "I have your food."ย 
(He brought the thermos for himself โ€” his side was still healing from his last fight with Technus. The ghost impaled him with a broken pipe, and Danny returned the favor by wedging his sword into his chest. Technus had been quite offended by him ruining his favorite coat.)
Sam jumps a foot into the air, and her hand slams across her mouth to muffle the shriek she lets out as she whirls around. "Danny!" She hisses, her voice rising in pitch, and her eyes narrow at him into a glare. "Freaking-- Tucker's right, we seriously need to put a bell on you."
"You have been saying that for years," Danny grins, sharp-toothed and jack-knifed, and passes the container over to her. "And yet I've yet to see any kind of bell." He was going to start getting disappointed at this rate.
As Sam takes the container, Danny hops up onto the railing and looks around. He hadn't seen any of Father's other children lurking around the building before he revealed himself, but that doesn't mean they aren't there. He wasn't going to fool himself into thinking that their stealth skills were poor.
He wasn't that arrogant.
...Anymore.
"Oh you will." Sam threatens, unzipping the container and grabbing the takeout bag. "I'll get you a collar and everything, we can start calling you Catwoman." When she pulls out her fries, Danny snaps forward and steals one from the box, ignoring her indignant yell as he pops it into his mouth.
"I spent my own money on these fries, Sam." He sniffs, leaning away from her with a stifled huff of laughter as she swats at him. "So they are technically my fries. And also, Catwoman would be a poor thief if she wore a bell."
Sam grumbles at him, and takes a bite out of a handful of fries. "I'll venmo you money." She says past a mouthful of food, Danny would have been disgusted in the past, when he was still new. But he's gotten used to this... normality. So he makes no reaction to it. "How does three hundred bucks sound?"
Danny immediately frowns.
"Did you have a fight with your parents?" He asks, eyes glancing to the doors. Doors that are covered heavily by curtains and blurred heavily, decadent music passing through in muffled sounds. He shifts himself away from the light. "You only spend that much money when they've pissed you off."
Sam's chewing stops, and her annoyed expression falters into one Danny knows well -- hurt, furrowed brows, a small frown, disappointment -- and she turns her head away from him. She swallows. "Yeah." she says, quiet.
Oh.
Danny knows that tone too.
Guilt settles like a rock in his chest. He leans forward, "Was it about me again?" He wasn't blind to the disdain Sam's parents had for him, far from it. This wasn't the first time Sam had gotten into a fight with them over her friendship with him and Tucker. But especially him. He unsettled people, even after years of observing his age-mates and trying to mimic their behavior, and anyone who knew him in middle school knew it was an act.ย ย 
Sam's silence gives him all the confirmation he needs, and the guilt heavies itself with the weight of the sky. Danny's never much cared about others' opinions of him -- he is (was?) an Al Ghul, they never heed to mind what the weight of a simpleton's thoughts.
But.. he cares a little a lot when it hurts his friends like this. He presses his lips together into a thin line, and forces the words out through his teeth. It sounds robotic. Al Ghul's do not apologize. "I... am sorry." But this one does. It doesnโ€™t come easy.ย 
Sam sighs through her nose, and turns to roll her eyes at him. "Don't apologize on their behalf when you won't even apologize for your own; their assholes." She says, and goes reaching for more fries.
It's a sign, a signal. A silent word for the conversation to move on, to change. A distraction. Danny grasps it with both hands, and makes an offended noise in the back of his throat. And like he has learned, puts a hand to his chest like a scandalized American southern lady. "I apologize! I apologize plenty."
She snorts. "Only when you think it matters." And pokes him in the ribs sharply with her fry. He withholds a wince and snatches it out of her hands. "You're about as unapologetic as they come, Danny J. Fenton. I've seen you look more sincere when you're trying to drive your sword between Vlad's ribs."
"Stabbing Masters is a very important task for me, Sam." Danny says in only partially faux-seriousness. Masters has yet to realize that Danny had no interest in becoming his son, but he had to (reluctantly) admire his persistence. "Of course I will apply myself to it as best as I can."
He grins triumphantly when Sam laughs, and she reaches over to shove him square in the chest. He barks out a laugh of his own as he grips onto the balcony railing and catches himself at an angle.
"Quit with your method actor talk," Sam retorts, grinning sharply while Danny twists himself back up elegantly. "I know you can talk like a normal person, I've literally seen you do it."
Danny sniffs, and snatches more fries from the carton as revenge. "I'm not entirely sure what you mean, Miss Sam." He says, grin-twisting when Sam rolls her eyes. "My speech has always been this way. This 'normal' you speak of, I do not know it."
She waves her hand dismissively at him. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. But if you keep talking like that, I'm pushing you off the balcony."
"Such violence, Sam."
He gets a laugh again, full of disbelief without any of the annoyance. "I'm gonna be the one that stabs you, oh my god. Pot meet kettle." She looks at him again, smiling.
Danny smiles back, and with a flick of his wrist pulls out a kunai from his sleeve. It was one of the few weapons Mother was able to pass on to him whenever she made her scarce visits. He cherishes it well, along with anything else she was capable of giving him.ย 
He holds the handle out to her, and watches her face shift from disbelief to shock, then back to disbelief. "Then you're gonna need a weapon to do that."ย 
"Of course you have a pointy object on you." She mutters, and takes the kunai and puts it in her purse. Danny makes a pleased hum, it resonates low in his core, and drops his hand. "When do you not have a pointy object on you?"
As if to make her point, Danny's hands twist near his side, and he holds his palms up to her, revealing the shobo he had also hidden on him. He gives her a shit-eating grin. "Never." He lowers his hand, and pockets the small weapon once again.ย 
Sam huffs, "Of course," she repeats, "thanks. I was gonna bring a knife but..."
Danny finishes the sentence for her, kicking his feet idly and knowingly. "The security at the door?" He'd seen them on his flight over the building. It wouldn't do much in the face of the Rogues, but at least they were good at keeping appearances and keeping out the smaller threats.
He rolls his eyes and turns his head away, looking up to the ugly, smog-covered skies. There was no bat signal in the air, and while that was a good thing, Danny almost wished there was. He wanted to see it. "I saw, and I wouldโ€™ve called Father foolish if he hadnโ€™t hired help. He attracts trouble almost as badly as I do."
"Maybe it's hereditary," Sam jokes, laughing under her breath. With her fries finished, she started on her veggie burger. "At least your dad isn't a vigilante like you are."
Danny smiles wryly. It felt nice to be able to talk more freely about this. That he didn't have to hide the fact that his father was Bruce Wayne, now that Sam knew it from her own accord. Maybe he could have conversations like these more often. Even if it was limited to Bruce Wayne only.
(Even if it felt a little terrifying to know that his father was so close by, close enough that Danny could reach out and touch him. To speak to him. But how would he explain that? And with an audience?)
(Heโ€™s wanted to see him since he was a kid, and he still does. It clings onto him like a cough that doesnโ€™t go away after the cold already has, and while it has faded over the years, it clings. His motherโ€™s words still ring in his ears however; itโ€™s not safe. Itโ€™s not safe.)
(And isnโ€™t that why he faked his death in the first place? So that his little brother would be safe? Why he gave up the heirship, his home, his Mother, Damian, and his chance to meet his Father? Going to see Father, even now, would be throwing that all away. He has to stay away.)
(Why is Damian with Father if staying with Father was unsafe?)ย 
He just needed to tell Tucker. Danny wouldnโ€™t keep him out of the loop, he was just as much as his friend as Sam was. His eyes draw towards the door, where the golden glow of lights was still pouring through, where music was playing loudly. "Yeah, fortunately."ย 
They fall into a comfortable silence after that, and Danny finally cracks open his thermos. The pipe Technus impaled him with was covered in a goo that Danny didnโ€™t recognize, but whatever it was, his injury was taking its time healing. The ectoplasm was speeding it up.ย 
He isnโ€™t sure what the difference between the ectoplasm that Drs. Fenton collected and Grandfatherโ€™s Lazarus pools is, but thereโ€™s a difference. He swirls the thermos slowly, watching as the ectoplasm inside twists into a small whirlpool sluggishly.ย 
When left alone, it thickens into a consistency similar to egg whites, or perhaps a thick smoothie, but reverts back into a water-like substance when moved and swirled. It was strange; unexplainable. He can understand, to an extent, why the Drs. Fenton are so obsessed with studying it and the dimension it comes from.ย 
Sam watches him idly as he brings the thermos to his lips and drinks from it. The effect is instantaneous, a sense of relief washing over Danny as if someone had put a soothing balm onto an injury. It buzzes down to his fingertips, and when he lowers the thermos, he licks his lips and watches the tips of his fingers burn green like frostbite.ย 
โ€œYour hair turned white again.โ€ Sam comments, her hand reaching out and touching the hair on the nape of his neck. While itโ€™s not the first time Samโ€™s touched his hair, it still makes him tense up with her hand so close to his throat. Instinct.ย dan
He ignores the urge to bat her hand away, humming thoughtfully. โ€œIโ€™ve noticed it does that.โ€ He says, pulling down his bangs to see if theyโ€™ve also turned white. No, still black. He lets go. โ€œLet me guess; my eyes are green too?โ€ He lifts the thermos again and peers into the chrome casing.ย 
Sam nods, โ€œYep, but itโ€™s only the, uh.โ€ She makes a circle around her eyes with her finger. โ€œThe iris part. Everything else is fine.โ€ย 
Danny can see that. The faint reflection on the chrome casts back an intense green. He takes another sip. It chills the back of his teeth, and he can feel his canines warp and sharpen. He runs his tongue over them, and swallows.ย 
Sam is still watching him, her fingers drumming against the balcony railing. โ€œWhatโ€™s it taste like?โ€ย 
โ€œCarbonated.โ€ He says dryly, before taking a large swig. He couldnโ€™t name a specific flavor if he tried, it changed every time he took a sip. The only thing that stayed consistent was that it tasted carbonated. And slightly sweet. When he pulls the thermos away, Danny twists his body towards her and offers it out, wiping his mouth on his sleeve. โ€œWant to try?โ€ย 
Her reaction is immediate. Samโ€™s nose scrunches up and her mouth twists into a smile, and she makes a huffing-laugh sound. โ€œNo, thank you.โ€ She pushes it away lightly with her fingers, โ€œI donโ€™t know how to explain to my parents why my hair is white.โ€ย 
Right. Danny pulls the thermos away and puts it down beside him, straining his eyes to see if the rest of his hair has changed colors. Even just his first sip would take half an hour to fade back to its normal black, and he was a halfa. He had no idea how long itโ€™d take to fade on Sam, who was human.ย 
Thereโ€™s movement from the corner of his eye, and Danny snaps his head towards the source. Thereโ€™s a figure, small, a boy, trying to hide behind one of the curtains at the door. His form just barely peeking out from the angle Danny was sitting at. He wouldnโ€™t have seen him if the boy hadnโ€™t moved.ย 
His fingers curl tightly into the railing, and he breathes in sharp. Samโ€™s smile crumbles away and she turns to see what heโ€™s looking at. โ€œI should go.โ€ He says, and reaches for his thermos. โ€œThereโ€™s someone spying on us. Donโ€™t say anything, just look at me.โ€ย 
Samโ€™s expression warps, twists. Her eyes widen, her jaw starts to drop before fixing itself into place, and her shoulders curl up and tense. She forces it all to smooth over, and she leans casually against the railing. Thereโ€™s a tick in her jaw. โ€œI see.โ€ Her voice comes through teeth. โ€œDo you think they saw you?โ€
โ€œI am not sure.โ€ Danny says. He keeps an eye on the figure as he twists himself over and grabs the Nasty Burger bag and the container. He tries not to look like heโ€™s rushing. He is. How long has that boy been there? How much did he see? Did he hear anything?ย 
โ€œFather, fortunately, has privacy films on the glass. Nobody should have seen me unless theyโ€™re specifically trying to peep through the door.โ€ He says. The boy seems to realize that Danny was starting to leave. And, his heart beginning to sink, instead of leaving, moves to grab the door handle instead.
No. No, no, no, no, no.
Dannyโ€™s breath catches in his throat, heโ€™s hoping that isnโ€™t who he think it is. But how else would he have not noticed an eavesdropper on their conversation unless it was someone who was capable of bypassing those skills? He told himself that he wouldnโ€™t fool himself into thinking that his siblingsโ€™ had poor stealth. He got distracted.ย 
Five years, five years. He refuses to let that go down the drain. He zips up the container and throws his legs over the other side of the railing, his back facing the door. He hears the doorknob click, and without a word to Sam, slips off down the side and down to the ground below.
Just in time. The once muffled music now sounds blaring as the door presumably is thrown open and the pull of invisibility washes over him like a second skin. He doesn't stay to see who it is.
#dpxdc#danny fenton is not the ghost king#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#dpdc#dpxdc crossover#danyal al ghul au#older brother danny#first danny pov of the au! whoo!#danny's hair turns white if he drinks ectoplasm brrrrr and his eyes turn green. good for him#this sat in my drafts for the last few days until i finally finished it during class#it was a math class and i already knew the material so tis fiiiine. now i just need to finish my CFAU post rewrite :)#ectoplasm tastes like that time i went to go get pepsi from the soda machine and it was all out of the pepsi flavoring so instead i got a#cup full of carbonated liquid. it was disgusting. ectoplasm kinda tastes like that. sometimes.#danny smiles in this more than i thought he would but yk it fits. he IS more smiley around his friends and family.#ectoplasm is a weird non-newtonion fluid and danny is fascinated. its got the consistency of egg whites one minute and then water the next#its a water slime and then suddenly its as brittle as annealed glass. it heats up and rots like milk or it heats up and boils like water#it congeals. it thickens. it boils. it solidifies. it does whatever it wants. it gels and melts into a tar-like substance#how long has damian been standing there? good question. :) i almost had him open the door and make eye contact with damian before falling#backwards. i also almost had it be *bruce* and damian opening the door bc bruce found out that damian pulled a knife on sam and was gonna#have him come apologize. that would be a fun scene. prolonged eye contact prolonged eye contact prolonged eye contact#imagery brrrr. had fun playing with how danny's ghost form works. if anyone has seen a video of steel wool burning thats how i imagine#danny's ghost transformation to be like.#also ayyy balancing danny's dialogue be like โ€œhow fancy should he sound and how Normal Teenager Should He Soundโ€#when sam gets home she catches tucker up to speed about everything including the convos with the waynes she had and they both form the#'โ€œFuck Them Waynesโ€ squad. Sam has jumped to the entirely wrong conclusion about danny's separation from his family but in her defense.#it is a pretty sound conclusion to jump to considering the lack of context she has from danny's prior home life. which is almost none at al#so to her it looks like danny got abandoned by bruce wayne
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cptnbeefheart ยท 1 year ago
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this old world may never change and sometimes i wonder: do you ever think of me?
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doctorsiren ยท 2 years ago
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I saw an interesting post a while back that said โ€œCapcom made us [Miles and Diego/Godot] only have like two(?) interactions because they knew we would be unstoppable with a brother dynamicโ€ and tbh it stuck with me bc it was intriguing.
So yeah that potential brotherhood, but that Godot/Diego AU I made (that I still need a name for)
Also I bet Gregory Edgeworth would have smelled like a bit like coffee, and so Diego just reminds Miles of that comforting presence ๐Ÿ˜ญ (the von Karma estate was a tea household, so he didnโ€™t smell much coffee after DL-6 and didnโ€™t realize how much he missed it/reminded him of his father)
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aphelion-i-c ยท 3 months ago
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happy lunar new year 2025 ๐Ÿ
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moth-flowers ยท 2 months ago
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moth-flowers #21
#moth flowers#comics#my art#blood cw#autobio comics#pen and ink#Made this one a few months ago a little after we first made out and i was lowkey getting rlly obsessive and it sucked ass#Like recognizing its infatuation doesn't make it go away as it turns out ToT#Anyways. we were fwb for a while and it was cool n chill then they ended it. and i thought i was cool n chill and over it but SIKE#They get a BF and I am consumed by an overwhelming amount of the Jealousy Beast and overall lots of Big Emotions.#That was what the 'dyke drama' post was about btw#Its been a few days I'm doing a lot better and I'm greatful for that. lotta help from my friends by just hangin' out and talking and asking#For their opinions n shit. been pretty good. made a cake and it fucks and im so sexy for that actually#Like damn the person who was lowkey my ideal partner told me they weren't in a place for commitment#And then they get into a commitment. and although i know it realistically wouldn't have worked out in the long-run (I'll b moving. they def#aren't) I was still fucked up about. But I bet I'm a better cook than him. and also sexier and cooler#(IM ACTUALLY FRIENDS WITH THE GUY AND HE'S PRETTY COOL BUT ALSO LIKE. LET ME BE A PETTY I THINK I'VE EARNED IT)#Annnnywayssss. This is lowkey one of my fav comics i think :D i mean i feel that way about most of them.#But i REALLY like the way the perspective n stuff turned out. like ough fuck yeah#And i make references to the last line all the time with friends that I've shown this to.#ramble in the tags#Thank u to whoever is reading this. pls share ur thoughts and experiences! connection and shit is one of my fave parts of this <3
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lunaeuphternal ยท 4 months ago
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OC Ask Game!!!!
(๐™ต๐š˜๐š˜๐š ๐™ด๐š๐š’๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š’๐šœ ๐š–๐šข ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šœ๐š ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜๐š—โ€™๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐šœ๐š‘ ๐š˜๐š— ๐š–๐šŽ.
โ˜•- ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐œ๐š๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ญ? ๐‡๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐š๐ง๐ฒ ๐›๐š๐ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐œ๐š๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ข๐ง๐ž?
๐Ÿง‹ -๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ค?
๐Ÿ• -๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐œ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ž๐ซ ๐š ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ฅ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ?
๐Ÿต- ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐œ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐Ÿ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐? (๐๐จ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก)
๐ŸŒญ- ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐œ ๐š ๐ฉ๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ฒ ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ?
๐Ÿ™- ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐œ ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐จ๐๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐œ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ ?
๐Ÿฅฉ- ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐ข๐ซ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐œ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ญ๐ž?
๐Ÿป- ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐œ ๐š๐ง ๐š๐ฅ๐œ๐จ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐œ?
๐Ÿฅช- ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐œโ€™๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ๐ง๐š๐œ๐ค?
๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝโ€๐Ÿณ - ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐œ ๐š ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐š๐ฅ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐Ÿ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐œ๐จ๐จ๐ค?
๐Ÿซ- ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐œโ€™๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ง๐๐ฒ?
๐Ÿฅœ- ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐œ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ง๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ?
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