#my personal stress ball

[mandalhoerian]

life absolutely sucks ass for me at the moment so you know i'm going to go ham with god awful angst

this is somewhat of an extension of my leon love language post bc i wanted to explore for the longest time how his relationships would fall apart because he cant be there for them and wanted to make it a bit realistic (a bit. dont expect too much from me please)

also going to be my first leon x reader when it's done, wish me luck!

[lara-cairncross]

drew them being nice too often. they are assholes

[starry-bi-sky]

I'm in A Mood™ (stressed) so im going back to my roots of melting two character together into one person. So bruce wayne!danny fenton. Danny Fenton who, for eight years, grew up in a beautiful gothic manor with his mom and dad under the name "Bruce Wayne". Playing piano with his mother, running around the manor with his father.

Then when he's eight it's ripped away from him. There's blood on his hands and pearls pooling at his feet, and both his parents are dead in front of him.

And he gets shipped off to distant relatives "the Fentons" shortly after, Alfred close on his heels because someone needs to take care of him, someone that knows him. Bruce goes to the Fentons for the safety of anonymity. Gotham's press wants to sink its teeth into him.

Danny misses his city even if it took everything from him. There are shadows in his eyes and he's pale as a sheet even beside his distant cousins, and they change his name to "Danny Fenton' because nobody should know that their newest child was illustrious orphan Bruce Wayne.

They call him Bruce behind closed doors. Danny prefers it that way, he clings onto the name -- the one his parents gave him -- like a lifeline. He makes friends with Sam and Tucker. Tucker takes one look at the willowy, morbid little boy standing in the corner like a shade, ghosts in his eyes, and drags him out into the sunlight, and takes him over to Sam.

When Danny is twelve, he's still not over it -- and he's a little obsessed with the Fentons' research, with the morbid. He has books upon books on death, murder, detective work. Anything he can get his hands on. And stars. He loves stars.

Alfred owns the apartment next to them and comes over regularly. Danny clings to him.

When Danny is twelve, he's still quiet, meek, a shy little thing prone to being bullied. Freaky little Fenton with the night in his eyes and too-cold skin even before he put one foot in the grave. in a sleepover in his room with Sam and Tucker, he tells them the truth. They're his friends, he trusts them.

"My name is Bruce." he murmurs, voice quiet as the breeze, always quiet. he's staring at his star-covered sheets.

"Like Bruce Wayne?" Tucker asks, a joking tone in his voice.

Danny smiles a little, lamb-like with insecurity. "I am Bruce Wayne." And he takes them down to the lab, disrupting Maddie and Jack, to prove it. Sam tells them of her own wealth then shortly after. They start calling Danny "Bruce" in private too -- its trust. Thats what it is. It's trust.

Sam goes to media functions and comes back with aching feet and complaints on her tongue -- and Danny soaks it up all like a sponge, splayed across a beanbag chair with Tucker in her room. He's not envious of her, he used to go to events with his parents and they kept him safe from the ugly of Gotham's Elite. For the most part. He's had comments made at him, he doesn't miss them.

Alfred returns to the manor semi-regularly, Danny goes with him. he wanders the hallways and helps Alfred clean, the last thing either of them want is for their home to fall into disrepair. He brings Jazz with him next time, then Tucker, then Sam. They all help him clean, and he shows them his room. The one across from his parents', it feels strange.

When Danny dies when he's fourteen, the first adult he tells is Alfred. He and Jazz go over to his house more often than they stay in the Fentonworks building. At least at Alfred's, the food doesn't come to life. Alfred sits at the kitchen table and weeps when Danny tells him, Jazz is upstairs, and its just the two of them.

Danny's ghost form wears pearls around his wrist and the gloves look stained with some kind of black substance. He looks like a child who died in a lab accident, but he also looks like a child who has shadows dripping off his shoulders, curling at his feet, hanging from his eyes.

because amorphous blob batman has my heart always and danny/bruce will not escape it even in death even if that IS the only reason im giving him Mild BatBlob Vibes...so far

when they go to the manor, alfred helps danny make a pile of stones between Martha and Thomas' graves, nobody but the two of them (and sam and tucker) will know what it means. (not even bruce's children later down the line, not for a long, long time)

danny dives into ghost fighting on shaky feet and not half as witty as he once was in one world. he's skittish, skittering between blasts from shadow to shadow and clumsily making his way through each battle. but helping people lights a fire in him. he still has shadows dripping off his feet but there's a purpose in his eyes.

and god help him, he's going to help people.

[plutonious]

experimentation is forever and ever and emmet is guinea pig

[abirddogmoment]

Maybe an unpopular opinion but I don't think non-herding breeds should be allowed to take herding tests.

[zaunbinary]

overthinking silco and his ties

in the first act he’s wearing a clip on tie, nothing fully around his neck, but once vander does for the rest of the season he’s got a full tie on, one tucked under his collar and presumably around his neck. i saw someone say once that he made this change once he knew vander was gone because he wasn’t afraid of the pressure around his neck and the looming fear of being finished off.

in the alternative universe and younger versions he is not wearing any sort of neckwear. the reason for this is most likely to be a throwback to his old style and show that he’s less attentive about how he’s perceived but i personally love to look at silco in situations and think how can i make this worse for silco. and then i make it worse for silco. the alternative universe is actually incredibly unsettling once you take off the rose tinted goggles, there’s a lot of implications that don’t get mentioned or are simply brushed off. everyone is dressed up nice for the event being held. several of the guys in the background are wearing ties. ekko, mylo, and claggor all have a for of neckwear on, but silco does not. he still has a touch of elegance about his style with the red and gold accents, definitely more stylish than vander, but no tie. maybe in this universe silco never got over the fear of pressure around his neck, especially in the presence of the man who made him afraid. or maybe he just wanted to show off his sexy long neck. if so then good for him

[kiddokori]

eunyung baek goes off the grid in their mid twenties and haejoons like guys hes fine he’s unreachable all the time he’s probably on an impulse trip to europe or some crazy shit hes fine he’ll reach out he always does while at the same time frantically stalking all his socials to figure out where the hell eunyung went and calling people and getting with private investigators and then eunyung messages the group chat out of nowhere one day like “heyyyy im in france lmaoo sorry my phone died and i couldnt find the right charger in stores (˶◕‿◕˶✿)” and then haejoon puts a bounty on his head

[frozen-seagrass]

I love you random af Slider-Mav rivalry and exasperated Iceman watching them in the bg

[icewindandboringhorror]

little lord cottonball gazing down from his ominous perch

[itz-pandora]

Huh. If my life was a quote, it'd be "one of those sad ones with a deceptively happy tune"

[itsalwaysdark]

i like overthink everything now it makes me feel so dumb. i used 2 be able to just talk 2 ppl but nowadays every single thing im like Is that actually going to make them hate me. Yes probably. and then i just dont respond which makes ppl hate me. this is how it is

[runawaymun]

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[beheldandcompelled]

I cannot stress enough how much I hate having an anxiety/panic disorder. Everything is wrong or a huge deal and then it actually isn't and you look like an idiot for not being able breathe for an hour and a half.

[shima-draws]

MANNNN my anxiety won’t QUIT. Send me some asks perhaps 🤲

[smittyw]

HELLO RAZZ NATION i know u knew haha! im sure youre popping bottles abt YEAR 2 !!!! can we talk about it ive been dyin to talk abt it with u ALL DAY

bonus below the cut

(apart from this regularly scheduled redraw, i might be posting more silly and personally challenging oc art to celebrate. look forward to it (?))

[music-for-them-asses]

Keeping my eye on the prize (trip planned for September, as well as PTO over the summer) in order to keep from screaming in this work meeting