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divine-nonchalance · 5 days
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stars-obsession-pit · 3 months
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Good parents, semi-accidental villains
Look, it wasn’t Jack’s fault.
How was he supposed to know that bursting through a wall in a hazmat suit and carrying a Fenton Bazooka would get people to assume he was a criminal?
It was a perfectly reasonably situation! Seriously, it was like these people had never seen a ghost hunter before.
Besides, he just wanted information!
One moment, their family been at home working, and the next, they were in a whole different universe! And to add to the weirdness, the kids had been aged down too!
Do you know how annoying it is to take care of a toddler that can turn invisible and intangible at will? Very!
So he really doesn’t have time for all this hubbub.
Welp.
This didn’t look like it was going anywhere, and thriving through (entirely unnecessary) chaos has always been a part of the Fenton way. Might as well run with it.
…plus, if anything, stealing the parts they need would likely be quicker and easier than obtaining them legally.
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all-my-ocs-are-evil · 3 months
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Jason's been pestering Danny about why he looks like a borderline walking corpse for ages and Danny has decided to put his lying skills to the test. (he has none)
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I've been playing w the idea that the more Danny transforms, the more his ghost form gets "lively" while his human form gets weaker and more sickly. He knows that if he keeps transforming like this then, one day, he's not going to have a livable body to go back to, but he really doesn't want to think about all that. He's more interested in the weird "totally dead but not dead" Wayne son who may or may not have a thing for his sister.
everytime i do one these im like "this time I'll keep it simple so I don't have to suffer through colouring bc I have zero foresight—it'll be greyscale at most" and then all of the sudden its 4am and i'm trying to finish a stupid comic but i decided to add "some" colour to spice it up and hide my shitty ink job and then SOME COLOUR ALWAYS BECOMES FULL COLOUR WHY CAN I NOT ESCAPE THIS STUPID CYCLE!!
(did this all stem from me not being able to decide between a super pale character design and one w a vibrant tan bc I love white hair + tan but I also love extremely pale albino so I forced myself to find a way to make both work? never! that's absurd!)
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keferon · 3 months
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OKAY OH MY GOD THIS FIC IS GREAT I HAVE ONLY READ THREE AND A HALF CHAPTERS AND IM ALREADY IN LOVE
I originally wanted to make both of these pieces in color but I’m gonna be honest I have no fucking idea how to draw Ricochet…he is described as black and red and…mmhhmmm does he have canonical (canonical for this fic I mean) design? Do I need to design him myself? Idk I’ll figure this out later
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radiance1 · 1 year
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There was a new cafe open in Gotham.
Such thing would usually not be a problem whatsoever, except for the fact that the family that ran said bakery just appeared out of nowhere one day. No one knew who they were, not where they came from.
The two parents- Mr. and Mrs. Fenton seemed to be the usual case of brilliant scientists about to snap and go crazy, and yes, everyone who visited said store waited with baited breath for said thing to happen.
Except, it never did.
They were just being your normal (as you can get in Gotham) run of the mill parents taking care of their two kids while simultaneously running a bakery.
Almost made them feel silly for waiting for the other shoe to drop, but in Gotham you could never be too sure.
Their oldest child, Jasmine Fenton passed college with flying colors, and seemed to be your normal run of the mil teenage girl busy with taking care of school and stuff.
Their youngest and last child- Danny Fenton- was a bit of an enigma, to be honest. He didn't seem to be going to school, instead staying and helping run his parents' bakery alongside- or alone when they were busy with something else- his parents. The room noticeably got colder whenever he was around, his touch colder than the normal human should be, his breath a tad too cold whenever he was speaking over someone's shoulder, and his teeth literal fangs.
They assume him to be a meta, and if he didn't already have parents would have assumed him to be Mr. Freeze's long-lost child or something.
Everyone was determined to treat them like a normal family, maybe a tad weird but honestly, it wouldn't be inaccurate to say there was something weird about everyone who lived in Gotham.
They were just a normal family, maybe have a past they're running from, who are the Gothamites to judge. At least, until they were attacked by one of Gotham's rouges.
The daughter was at school, well out of the fire zone.
Ms. Fenton calmly rang out a bell on the counter, while Mr. Fenton didn't even stop from where he was carrying multiple people's orders (with the help from small green beings the Fenton's call blob ghosts) and then out from the ceiling appeared what looked like extremely high-tech weapons and without a second's delay were they fired, the villain was not killed, but were knocked out cold.
Then their son appeared from the kitchen, dusting his hands off on his apron, calmly walked to the villain and proceeded to throw them out of the establishment as easy as breathing and walk back into the kitchen as if nothing had happened.
They knew there was another shoe just waiting to drop, and drop it did. They're just glad it wasn't the result of another villain added to the rogue's ranks.
And hey, they'll be turning a blind eye for as long as they could when said family makes some of the best pastries and meanest cups of coffee in Gotham.
(Two days after that was it made known that their daughter pulled out one of those same high-tech guns on the Red Hood.)
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puppetmaster13u · 9 months
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Prompt 131
Okay, so first of all Dan would like to say it’s not his fault. Ellie was the one to bring some unknown object into the speeder and Jazz was the one driving. Or had Sam been driving- didn’t matter! It wasn’t his fault, he wasn’t the one shooting at them, he wasn’t the one to break whatever, he was not the one to open a stupid portal, and so it wasn’t his fault! 
So why is he now like, five years old, and why is the speeder crashed in some sort of corn field. Why is everyone- except for Jazz whose now like six- also like three at most?! And- oh fuck the door just opened and… okay that’s a kid. Like, nine at most. 
A kid and an adult, who he hadn’t noticed at first so again, it’s not his fault if he hissed at them and tried to hide his not-siblings behind him. It’s also not fair they’re apparently stuck to ghost speak for who knows how long, but at least they can understand the people. 
“Martha, get some blankets, it’s happened again!” 
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tanglepelt · 1 year
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Dc x dp idea 118
Danny, Sam, and Tucker all share one braincell. One that just went on vacation.
A Giw patrol was hunting the trio down.
What else were they meant to do. Not jump in the random natural portal? No they all just convince each others it’s the best option.
Danny can make portals now. Hell maybe wulf was nearby. They were in the woods. He’d left portals open before.
It was probably safe! Better then a continued chase.
Well.
They were somehow seperated. Somehow not in the ghost zone. And was this even there dimension???
Sam was at a lost. Suddenly landing in an alley. In a grim alleyway. She could dig the dark atmosphere. Someplace called Gotham she’s assuming based on the newspaper the Gotham gazette.
Well. If she could handle that ghost prince kidnapping fiasco she could handle this place. Time to cause some trouble.
Tucker wasn’t that concerned about the separation. For now he’d hack into local sites gain some insight. There was no listing of amity anywhere. No doubt Danny would make the news soon enough. He could chill in jump city for now.
Danny. Well Danny was just vibing. He crashed landed on some farm. The two who came up to him were so nice! They gave him pie!! It didn’t even fight him.
He had no idea where they ended up. The vibe was similar to home. He could still make portals easy enough. But he had no idea where to start looking for sam and tucker.
But!! Jon and Martha promised him their son would be able to help! He had connections… apparently. He couldn’t risk the cops. Plus they let him help with the animals!!!!
He is sure that sam and tucker could take care of themselves for a few days. He was apparently out of town.
Jazz for her part. Had been on her way to pick up the three idiots. Only to see them in the distance jump through a portal. Well. She might as well give the Fenton speedster a test drive.
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eggieeggman · 4 months
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Dannymay pt. 4!
Got a little behind, sorry y'all. I'll add an extra at the end for a lil treat to make up for it.
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Glowing veins fr. They uh... Sure are glowing.
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This boy is the balance between life and death.
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Destroyed a GIW building teehee. Those wackos had it coming, what with the whole "ghosts are legally non-sentient and should be captured and experimented on" thing.
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Iron! For some reason I thought "waffle iron" so have a lovely little domestic family breakfast (feat. Baby Ellie).
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I read the pitch Bible for the first time! And Jazz's description kinda stuck out to me. Plus the fact that Danny's like, the only one who can see the ghosts(?). Very cool.
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Bonus! If you give a ghost princess a cookie...
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automatonknight · 1 year
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id: a digital drawing of pyro from team fortress 2 and pootis, a small, round orange bird. pootis is on the left, dressed in a blue cap, a blue shirt and blue overalls, holding up a teacup with a smile. pyro is on the right, they're dressed in a fancy red suit with yellow decorations, gloves, a red top hat and brown boots. they're raising their right hand up to the level of their head, while they pour pootis some tea with their left hand. the background shows rainbows and clouds on top of a blue sky. end id
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sistertotheknowitall · 8 months
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A Stray
As the siblings made their way up to the shared apartment (having to take the stairs cause what shitty apartment complex had a working elevator) Danny questioned Jazz on her late night.
Danny had just got off work late and he was surprised to run into Jazz at the entrance of their building. Now, Danny wasn’t naive, he knew Jazz could take care of herself and he pitied the poor Rogue who crossed her on a bad day. (It didn’t stop him from worrying just like his having powers didn’t stop Jazz.) Yet, it was well after eleven and she wasn’t one to be out after ten pm, partially because this was Gotham but mostly because she liked sticking to a routine.
Jazz shrugged, “I got caught up working on an assignment, didn’t realize the time.”
Danny looked at her closely, ‘didn’t realize the time’, yeah right. Like he said Jazz stuck to her routines when possible. As he continued to stare, they got closer to the door and the blush on Jazz’s face (previously attributed to the cold night) deepened. She shoved her key into the lock and -
“You were with somebody,” Danny declared.
With a sigh that came only from the soul of an eldest siblings Jazz let them both in. “Yes, Danny. I was with someone and you will mind your business until I decide if it’s going anywhere.”
“At least give me a name.” There came another sigh, “his name is Jason.” “….. that’s such a boring name.” “Danny.”
A door slammed and they both turned. Ellie was standing in front of her bedroom, her eyes flickering from them to the bathroom door across the hall. The three all stood in silence as she seemed to make a decision. Taking the two steps required to enter the bathroom, she called, “you two are back late.”
“Yeah, long shift and Jazz had a date.” Jazz shot him a quick glare before turning a worried look to Ellie, who was making her way back to her room with the first aid kit. She looked fine, still, “are you okay?”
Ellie paused and looked at her older siblings, confused, “yeah? Why?” Danny gestured to the first aid kit. Ellie looked at it then back to them. She shrugged, “yeah, it’s not for me.” She then went into the room and re-shut her door.
Jazz was going to loose lung capacity if she kept sighing like that. With one hand in her hip and the other pinching the bridge of her nose, Danny thought she definitely looked the part of his and Ellie’s parental figure. Not that Danny needed one, he was eighteen- thank you very much. Still Jazz had always been more of a mom in several areas where Maddie had lacked.
“Her and those strays she keeps being home.” It was Danny’s turn to shrug, slightly amused, “five bucks says it’s a squirrel again.” He followed Jazz to Ellie’s room where she opened the door. “Ellie, I’ve told you before. I love that you want to help-“
They both paused because there on Ellie’s tinny twin sized bed, bleeding from a gash on his side, was a Robin. And not the avian kind.
Ellie had also paused in her attempt to clean the wound and was staring back at her siblings. The Robin didn’t seem conscious and just let out a broken groan.
Danny, from where he was looking over Jazz’s shoulder, was the first to speak.
“Well that’s not a squirrel.”
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okay so yknow that au where jack takes the kids and runs? (Ive seen 2) What if it's maddie?
What If vlad in an attempt to force danny to need his help tells his parents he's a ghost, jack believes him but maddie after dealing with him for so doesn't
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turtleblogatlast · 2 months
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What if the tracker Donnie put in Leo worked the entire time Leo was bouncing around the universe?
Maybe Donnie ended up making a spaceship for them to go out into space and find Leo, constantly having to change course when they see his tracker spontaneously move somewhere else. It’s annoying that the tracker moves so often, but it’s also a relief, because if it ever stopped moving, or worse disappeared, then…
At any rate, space adventures for all of them as Donnie, Mikey, and Raph (+ others like April and maybe the Caseys) try to get Leo back and Leo keeps desperately trying to get back home, not knowing his family was coming for him.
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findafight · 1 year
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Robin chose Steve. Robin made the conscious and deliberate decision that she could and would trust Steve. She already liked him! She had fun working and bantering with him! They were already on their way to being weird little bffs and the torture just expedited the process. Steve chose Robin just the same! He thinks she's fun and cool and likes her so much! He chose to be honest and open with her too, putting himself out there.
Even though their interests on the surface level don't match why wouldn't they share them? Steve clearly caves when Robin wants to watch a movie he doesn't think he'll like, Robin can watch a March madness game or five.
Stop trying to take away their bond oh my god people can be close to more than one person!!! Their best friend doesn't have to be dismissive or mean or whatever in order for a romance to be special to them!
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There's always something about this ending in the film that gets me choked up whenever I rewatch it.
Just seeing the two brothers together as they jump around the platforms in their new home in the Mushroom kingdom, laughing, goofing off, and having a good time.
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Then, in the very last shot, we see them jump into the warp pipe, waving back to the other Toads, and then they seemingly look back directly at us, the audience, almost as if they're saying "Thanks for watching the movie, we'll see ya soon", that sort of thing as they disappear.
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It's makes it more emotional since it's the very last shot we see before the title card comes up, and it gets me EVERY, DAMN, TIME.
I guess I miss them too much at this point 😢
That and I'm never going to hear Mr. Blue Sky the same way ever again after watching this film. XD
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dcxdpdabbles · 4 months
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Not an ask, I'm just here to say that I love Cave Boy and the possibilities of what happens in a timeline where Bruce passes away — like the one where Thomas becomes Batman and Martha turns into the Joker.
Can you imagine how terrifying Maddie would be as a Joker? And can you imagine the possibility that Jack wouldn't be called Batman, but something related to ghosts because that's what his baby boy got turned into?
Can you imagine the pain they would be in, because they killed their boy, not a mugger?
Because I am, and I really want to write it and give it to you as a present (again, because apparently I'm not stopping at the the first one I did to you about cave boy)
If Maddie were the Joker, the world would burn in a weekend. Jake would pick a name that spoke of his failure in protecting Danny, likely "Vengence" or "Sorrow," or even take up Danny's old hero name, "Phantom" or something like that.
Both are crazy smart, but Jack's goofy and good nature makes him clumsy or careless. I think if he went evil, unlike the timeline where Danny accidentally made Vlad and his mom marry while Jack developed powers, he would become much darker and more focused. He would be Thomas Wayne-Batman all the way.
Jazz, on the other hand? I think she would have lost her entire family. Danny to his death and her parents to their grief. She would vanish, deciding that she can't save them from what is happening, going over to Vlad to train and coming back to put her mom behind bars and her dad out of the mask once and for all.
She would be Jason's Red Hood, angry at her parents for ruining thier lives and low-key blaming them for the death of her brother. But she would also want to protect the civilians from the mess of horror and tyrants Maddie and Jack had inflicted upon them.
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qu0rky · 5 months
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shipping radiostatic feels so nice when you don’t have bitches in your ears saying shit like “radiosilence is better” “VoxVal is better” “and then Alastor left for 7 years” or turning fluffy radiostatic posts violent for no reason. You’re not funny, it’s annoying. Let people enjoy stuff that isn’t hurting anyone.
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