#other dp side characters

[idontcaboose]

Haunted Car Au part 13

Previous. Masterpost

“You done figuring out the sound files yet?” Duke asked while tapping on the hood of the Batmobile.

He was excited to hear a campy “Yes, Sir!” Come out of the open windows of the car.

“Neat, first off, any files that have your name in it?” He was a little disappointed, but still snorted to hear the tragic ‘Noooooo’ from Darth Vader.

“I think Red Robin has some pronoun type files in there, what are yours?” A mix of sir’s, dude's, and bro's were played until Duke had to stop the guy.

“Ok, what about age?” He wasn't expecting to get a straight answer, but when the car played a Scooby-Doo cut of ‘those meddling kids’, he was confused.

“So a kid?” Duke questioned. He got a weird mix of 'Ehhh', 'Kinda', and 'close enough' type files.

“We can worry about that later, any ideas how you got stuck?” A short ‘Nope’ with a pop on the P played.

Talking to the car guy was strange. Getting answers could be easy or turn into 20 questions trying to clarify an answer. So far, Duke knew the person:

is male or male presenting

a meta

has no clue how he possessed the car

has a good understanding of current memes

was possibly in their teens (probably a bit younger than Duke, but older than Daimian)

was a street kid? (When asked where he lived the car played “Why should I worry” from an older Disney movie about homeless animals in New York or something. He had to look it up.)

has a good sense of humor

and is taking their situation in stride.

Duke really had to wonder what their life has been where this is not a vast problem to fix…. And whether or not he should argue his ‘notification tone’ being a choir singing.

He really does not get paid enough for this, but it is better than the other stuff Gotham throws at the Bats.

“Mind if I get you up on the lift and check the engine? Might give us some clues.” After an affirmative from the car guy, Duke got to work.

Next

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[bet-on-me-13]

Stranded Danny AU

Danny gets pulled into a faraway Dimension by a Villain one day, just after the events of Phantom Planet. He is barely 15.

He has no way to get back, but he does manage to unlock the power to make Portals. Unfortunately, none of the dimensions he ends up in are his own, and none have enough Ectoplasm to open portals for very long. It takes up to a week to scrounge up enough Ecto to open a single Portal into the next dimension over.

And none of these worlds have Technology strong enough to take him home either. The few times he did find some tech that could potentially get him home, it never worked or it was destroyed before he could finish it.

He spends well over 30 years of his own Personal Timeline trying to get back to his home dimension, constantly gathering scraps of Ectoplasm and Tech until the day he eventually collected enough to build a safe way home.

But time does not pass the same across dimensions.

What to him was a 30 year long Journey, was actually just 10 for his home Dimension.

And they had to move on without him.

Sam became a Business Woman who used her money to fund Nature Preservation Organizations. She hired Pamela Isley and helped her through her powers when she became Poison Ivy (still a Villain, but secretly working for Sam)

Tucker got a high ranking job at Star Labs, and helped Cyborg come to terms with his new life when he became a cyborg. He even helped upgrade his tech a few times.

Jazz became a successful Psychiatrist, and now works under Daina Lance as one of the Justice League's top Therapists, specifically their Child Psychologist for young Heroes

Ellie took his place as a Hero and became the new protector of Amity after he dissappear. After the Justice League was formed, she joined them and became one of their best members, always working and nor really taking many breaks.

They always wondered what happened to Danny, and spent many years trying to figure out what happened to him, but never succeeded. They finally began to assume that he was fully dead after a few years of searching. They had enough time to come to terms with it.

...

So one night, while a 22 yr old Ellie is resting on one of her rare days off, she gets called in by the League about a possible Dimensional Breach near her Home Town. JLD was deployed to investigate, and she was asked to tag along since she was the Resident Hero of the area.

But she refuses, thinking it's just some random ghost trying to enter the Living Realm illegally after she began regulating the Portal. JLD would be able to handle it on their own, let her sleep on her day off!

Meanwhile, JLD has located the spot where the Dimensional Breach is about to appear. They surround the Area, and prepare to interrogate whoever is about to appear, or deal with them if need be.

Space begins to tear apart as the fabric of Reality breaks apart at the seams. And from that wound in existence, an Adult Danny steps out. He is 44 years old, and looks like a less buff version of Dan without the mustache (basically imagine Danny as Ford Pines from Gravity Falls)

The JLD can sense that he is strong, but not too much so. It feels like he is powerful, but like that power has been starved for a while.

"Who are you?" Asks Wonderwoman, ready to jump into battle if needed. "What are your intentions in this World?"

Danny ignores them. He is staring into the Night Sky, eyes wide. The Constellations he hadn't seen in 30 years were there. The stars were in the right locations. He takes a deep breath, tasting the amount of Ectoplasm in thr Air. This is it. He's home. He's finally home.

"Finally" He says breathlessly. A slightly manic Grin on his face.

"What the hell does that mean?" Demands Constantine. The grin had unsettled him, and he began preparing a few spells just to be sure.

Danny ignored him again, this time deciding to close his eyes and finally eat his fill of Ectoplasm for the first time in 30 years. He was ravenous, this was the first decent Meal of Ectoplasm he had been able to have in 30 years. He was giddy, he was so happy to finally be home.

However the Heroes didn't know what was happening. All they knew was that some guy had ripped a hole in reality, said "finally" with a crazy grin on his face, and started emitting a dangerous amount of Death Energy for no apparent reason.

Constantine reacts on impulse, trying to cast a Banishing Spell on this guy.

Danny, feeling the spell begin to pull him away from his home after he had just found it again after Thirty. Fucking. Years. Does something that he would consider reasonable.

He quickly dashes over to Constantine and slams him through a tree.

This sparks a fight between Danny and the JLD. And at first he is having some serious trouble, but as he continues to feed on Ectoplasm and recover his strength, he becomes progressively more Powerful. It comes to the point where the JLD can't keep up anymore, and call in Backup.

Ellie was enjoying her night off, but the desperate Call from JLD about a powerful Entity at the edge of Amity finally got her going.

She rushes over and slams into Danny just as he is about to attack Constantine again. Neither of them recognize eachother, since they have changed since they were kids (Danny moreso) and continue to Duke it out.

Ellie is trying to banter with him, but Danny is really angry at this point. So he resorts to his final attack, his Ghostly Wail.

He levels a good chuck of the Forest, and in the end he is standing over Ellie as his anger fades. He says "Sorry" and he starts taking a look around him to see if there is anybody else.

Ellie is on the ground, shaken because she recognized that power.

She gets up, and asks "Danny?"

Danny finally gets a good look at her and says, and says "Ellie?"

Meanwhile JLD still has ringing in their ears and thinks that Ellie just called Danny "Daddy"

(Which makes sense because of the new age difference)

[evasive-anon]

Jason was having a pretty OK time with the league of assassins, sure getting dunked in a lazarus pit sucked and Bruce turned out to be a scumbag who didn't care about him, but at least he isn't dead. He even liked most of the new skills he was learning there so on the whole being with the league seemed like a pretty good deal to him until Talia woke him up in the middle of the night and left him alone with two child assassins.

Or, a demon twins AU where when Talia realizes her father intends to have her boys fight to the death takes action first by deciding to take all her kids and leave the league. Talia either dies or is separated from them in the initial escape and now Jason just has a bag of supplies and a letter from Talia explaining the plan to get to Gotham. Jason has to get himself and two 7 year olds out of the Himalayas, across a desert, and over 12k miles to Gotham. Only now the league members hunting them down want them dead or worse and Jason isn't too confident that B will accept them given their kill counts.

Featuring:

Good Mom Talia. she loves her kids. Did she teach them to kill? Sure, but that's an important life skill.

Single Teen Mom Jason. He's the oldest and in charge but he also will not answer any questions about The Plan™ given he isn't committed to Talia's but also doesn't have a set alternative. Oscillates between looking forward to just dumping his new little brothers with Bruce so they'll be his problem and thinking of just moving somewhere random in the US and keeping them based entirely on how cute vs annoying they are at that time. Didn't realize how much he relied on Talia to help him with things until she is gone. He's really trying his best but he wasn't all that emotionally stable before this so hang in there.

Angry Smol Dami. He's still drinking the LoS punch and really dislikes that he is now considered a traitor. Can't stand that Jason won't answer any of his very relevant questions. Is actually very scared but will not show it. Misses his mom. Didn't even know he had siblings until his mom yoinked him out of bed that night and brought him to Jason and Danny and started all this. Physically the stronger twin. Thinks Danny is dragging them down in fights and also may blame him a bit because clearly his mother only did all this to spare him.

Danny, reincarnated with limited access to his memories and powers. Has been trying to keep his powers a secret. Talia knew about them but never told anyone but she may have hinted at it in her letter to Jason. Not the strongest physically but very good at stealth and social interactions. Didn't know he had and older brother or twin before Jason woke him up at Talia's instruction that night. Thinks Damian is mean and has faith Jason knows what he's doing even if that is very much untrue.

[goodfish-bowl]

Full-Time Hero

DP Side Hoes Week 2024 Master Post

Day 3: Super Danny - domestic/ off-duty

Summary: There's only so much that can be done before there's nothing immediately left to do. Super Danny does his job but is then left with some time to think.

Word Count: 517

AO3 Link

Super Danny considered this particular arrangement, being split between his human and ghost halves,  an absolute advantage. While his other half attended classes and occupied his friends, Super was freely able to protect Amity Park from the villains that plagued it. He was even able to keep the fallout from his normal fights even lower since he wasn’t in as much of a rush as he normally was. Living a double life impacted his ability to be a hero, and by dividing it into two, both halves got to enjoy their portions to the fullest. He could be a full-time hero split as he was, just as he was supposed to be. But… Super had just caught his morning quota of ghosts for a school day, and even returned them to the Zone in record time. His human half was still in class and would be for a couple more hours, meaning there wasn’t anything productive for him to do. 

Super had flown a long, thorough patrol around every corner of Amity Park, but there were no more ghosts to fight. That was a good thing! But it left him feeling unfulfilled. How was he supposed to be a hero without any villains? But heroes helped people in general too, didn’t they?

Super gave himself a new mission until the next ghost attack. With people emerging for lunch, he began helping the people who would let him. Carrying groceries, retrieving a lost balloon, and even searching for a lost cat he saw on a poster, returning it to the owner in record time. He couldn’t find anything to do after that, which left him off-balance. 

A hero’s work never ended, even with the exhaustion already filling his head and the vague feeling of nausea from being separated. He had to keep going. 

Super decided keeping watch would have to do for now. Every hero needed a proper perch from which to swoop down heroically from. He found the highest point and claimed it as his perch, letting his white cap be tugged around by the wind around him. He was Phantom, protector of Amity Park, and he could see his entire town from here. Nothing would catch him by surprise from up here.

However, constant vigilance was hard to maintain as one half of a 14-year old. Super soon found himself becoming distracted in the minutia happening underneath him. He never really got to just… hang around while a ghost. Especially during a school day. The sun was warm, and it was relatively quiet right now, large clouds drifting overhead. He closed his eyes for a moment, letting the exhaustion weigh on him for just a moment. This was what he was trying to protect, right? The quiet, peacefulness of Amity Park, even if he was the one who caused the most ruckus. It was his duty to make sure there were still days like this for the foreseeable future. If that meant never rejoining with his human half, then Super was fully content with this. 

He would do whatever it took to continue protecting Amity Park.

[lem-argentum]

it took me until dt to change rudy's hairstyle, but i ACTUALLY think he would've cut it back in post-stb when he became a reaper. the trope of "character cuts hair to feel more in control of their life" is cliché but REAL. and also the visual of him cutting it with his scythe is fun

[braintapes]

Question for ppl who've read the Doom Patrol comics: Is the emphasis on fathers/fatherhood as prominent in any of the comic runs as it is in the show?

I'm on my...like, 4th or 5th rewatch now and I just got to the end of S1 and I'm sitting here like. Man. This show is so very deeply about fathers, specifically shitty fuckup fathers and their children. And I'm wondering if that's something like Jeremy Carver's Supernatural influence seeping and oozing through or if that's important in the source material too.

I love the show deeply and so I'd love love love to get my hands on the comics eventually but rn I have zero knowledge on them

[porcelana-r0ta]

Fandoms that are big but not TOO big are the ones I enjoy writing for most I think

Like what I mean is they have a decent fan base but it's lacking fic in a certain department, so when you fill that need there's usually a good number of lovely comments headed your way. At least that's my experience ╮⁠(⁠╯⁠_⁠╰⁠)⁠╭

[sakumira-agashi]

Is it okay if I write a fanfic involving my dp oc and Francis (I’m sorry he’s too amazing) and maybe with some of your ocs involved? I don’t plan on making it public or anything, just for fun, but I still want your permission.

On a further note, what’s Francis’s personality like? I don’t wanna mischaracterize him or anything (I’m not exactly a good writer), so it would help.

BHJVHFDJFBAESJJA OMG? YES?? PLEASE DO I'M SO HAPPYYYY

Francis is kinda like the charming type of guy at work that everyone likes, just- cranked up a notch. He's calm but TOO calm sometimes and for some strange reason knows about the little details around everyone else that you wouldn't expect him to know. For example if you read the latest update on That Stupid Little Waiter, he noticed that Denis and Bernard are dating very quickly based on the very few times they almost slipped up. Not FULLY slipped, just ALMOST slipped. Also he can know who's the bottom in a relationship real quick LOL He's a lil gossiping shit at heart. I guess I can describe it as, he's too observant for his own good

He's that character in anime that always smile even when he's absolutely pissed off. Also kinda like that one character that always has his eyes closed in a ^_^ way but when he slightly opens his eyes, you know you're fucked cuz he looks... menacingly kind, is how I can describe it

(A doodle I whipped up rq to visualize it lol)

Also some small tidbit about him, he used to be a model and still does it occasionally, just as a side gig because he enjoys being a baker more. And he loves styling his hair so feel free to put him in other hairstyles XD

Okay I think that's all, thanks for giving me an excuse to infodump about him HAHA-

Also also you know you're not gonna post it and I respect it, BUT if you do PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tag me or let me see it somehow, I NEED TO KNOW THE GREATNESS RAAH

Feel free to ask me about anything else you wanna know about him! Also are you the same anon that's been talking about their dp oc? XD

[stealingyourbones]

@jedipirateking Ayup! Kinda how the Danny Phantom fandom works honestly. There’s whole systems like ghost cores and even an entire character that’s accepted as real that is an unnamed background character that was given a name and personality and everything.

DPxDC has snowballed into its own little thing, as most stuff out there, ya might like it or might not depending on the content ya read of the fandom. Wether ya like it or not, hope ya have at least a little bit of fun reading or just a good chuckle over some of the wild ideas we got floating around here :D

Short DPXDC Prompts #945

Roy hired a new babysitter for Lian. He did a thorough background check on her and double checked that all her certifications were accurate. Jazz Fenton had been incredibly sweet when he met up with her over coffee so they both could ask each other questions and get clarifications before she started babysitting when he left for missions (he told her he was going on work trips. Technically true.) He expected Jazz to do a decent deal picking up after Lian and taking care of her… He didn’t expect to come back to a dozen knocked out assassins in his front lawn and Jazz carefully tending to her bleeding knuckles with the kitchen first aid kit.

[i-loved-silly]

(PART 2) - WOLVERINE x READER x DEADPOOL — fuckup twinsies

dp&w spoilers!! + slight gore description --- part 1

Okay, recap.

Your perfect little day in dimension-travel-jail was interrupted. You almost got knocked out by two muscular men who came down from the sky like little drunk angels, who in turn happened to be famous characters. You don't know how you didn't realize earlier, guess timeline hopping also slowly melts your brain. You should really get an MRI exam sometime.

You almost passed out again when you realized you were chest-to-chest with Deadpool. Wade Wilson. Heart to heart. Body to body. Tip to tip, if that applies to you.

"You're real. I'm real. We're real." You deadpanned, stars almost twinkling in your eyes. No, maybe it wasn't the first time you've met a Deadpool. But this guy? He was the real deal. The original. How the hell did an original end up here?

"Pfft, you thought we were just drawings on paper? Two of the world's sexiest men in skintight costumes? Wrong. We're the real deal here, friendo. Can I call you that? Or will you try to kill me? You know I really didn't mean to crash into you I rea--"

"Alright, listen here. Wade, shut up. You," Logan pointed a finger at him then at you, still being embraced by Wade. "Do you understand any of the...nonsense he's talking about? Because I don't, and I don't. Have. Time for this. It's either you help me get out of here or get out of my way."

"Woah woah woah, since when did that 'we' turn into 'me'?" Wade reluctantly let go of you to walk up to Logan, his hands landing on his hips. "You're not the only one trapped here, you know, we're kind of all in the same boat here. We all fucked up our lives and it was definitely our fault bu--ACK"

You gasped, watching in horror as three silver claws stabbed straight through Wade's torso and out his back. Logan stalked closer, his scowl deepening. "Come again?" He taunted, his teeth grinding. Before Wade could get a word out, Logan turned his hand, twisting the blades inside of him.

"G-owww, FUCK. God, I swear this happened differently in another universe. Somehow hurts more this ti--" Logan stopped him again and began lifting him up in the air. By the torso. With his claws inside, being the only thing holding him up.

Your eyes widened, "Hey, guys stop that! Logan!"  You yelled, taking a step forward, your hands held up in the air defensively.

Logan briefly glanced in your direction and grunted, tossing Wade to the side. “Move aside, bub. We need to settle some things.” Then he…lunged at Wade. They just started fucking fighting each other.

You backed up, watching everything go down. This could not be real. “I thought…you guys wanted out?” You muttered, your voice barely heard over their grunting and blades clashing.

“You know it’s true, so--argh, no hard feelings, right? Plus, I forgive you Wolvie.”

“I don’t give a damn about what you think, Wade. It’s all your fucking fault I was dragged into this. I was doing just fine without yo—“

“Just fine? You call spending all your days at bars and drinking all their supply just fine? While your life crumbles around you like a house of cards. If we were really on the TVA's watchlist, maybe they should've just sent us all to anger management sessions, huh?"

“Stop fighting!” You shouted in a voice heavy with irritation, grabbing a clump of sand from the ground and hurling it in their direction.

Logan, reacting instinctively, closed his eyes and shoved Wade aside, now choking and coughing violently. “What the hell?”

Simultaneously, Wade spun to face away, retching into the sand. “Oh god it’s inside of my mask. It’s in my face hole—“

Logan regained himself quicker than Wade, to where he immediately brushed aside the sand on his face and stomped towards you. You took a step back, by the sight of his fists clenched and white knuckles you swore he was about to beat you. “Waitwaitwait! I don’t have healing factor!” You rambled and held your hands out.

He paused in his tracks, his jaw visibly clenching as he tried to control his anger. Yeah, maybe he was used to taking out his frustrations on himself and now..Deadpool. But he couldn’t do that to you. You’re not even involved in whatever shit they got themselves into. You didn't deserve to get roped in their..mess, whatever it was. He let out an annoyed breath and swiveled away, seething internally. "I wasn't going to hurt you."

You slowly put your hands down, then looked around to see Wade still rolling on the floor. Upon hearing Logan, he snapped his head towards you both, the eyes of his mask widening. Before he could even get a little, tiny, miniscule word out, you spoke.

"ANYWAY...ehm..you both want out, yes? This is all one big mistake? I could help you. I've survived out here this long without being brutally killed." You forced a grin, facing the two. They blinked.

"Killed? What..who is in charge of killing here?" Logan narrowed his eyes.

Wade stood up to his feet, popping his wrist back into place. "There's--" His face under his mask soured, god he could still feel the sand particles crunching around between his teeth.

"ugh, there's others around? What kind of crazies would wanna live here?" He raised his arms, gesturing the vastness of this dystopian desert. Camera pans out, there's an echo to his voice, a tumbleweed passes by, you know what i mean

You scoffed, still very much salty about your own situation even though it's been years. "It's not like it was a choice. The only person could who take us out is Cassandra Nova, and she does not use her powers for that. She's basically with the freaking TVA, from what I know."

A singular laugh escaped Logan, his lips turning up in a knowing smirk, "Really now? How bad could she be?"

"Uh..let's see..multiple counts of murder, enslavement, power abuse, she's sadistic, evil, has a whole paragraph worth of powers. Unstoppable, basically?" You shrugged.

"I think we could get along."

"No, Wade."

"How do we get to her?" Logan crossed his arms. Perhaps he was the only one taking this seriously. You had gotten used to it already, but you too remembered how badly you wanted to leave this place at first.

"You two seem in a rush. "

"Yeah, well we're in a rush because I've got a whole-ass timeline to save, not to mention I also made a pinky swear to this guy over here. I promised the gruff-beard that I'd help him clean up his messy timeline, like a stain of last nights left ove-"

"Got it!" You exclaimed, interrupting him. "But uh, is that even possible? To..fix your guys' timelines, I mean."

"It better be," Logan glared at Wade. "Because otherwise, I'm going to tear you apart." He sneered, really making his point by leaning closer to him. These guys need to kiss already.

You nervously smiled. If another fight starts, you swear you were going to start ripping your own face off. "Okay! I know someone, guys! We'll all help eachother out, he's real nice, which means you probably won't like him--but he'll help! Follow me."

Oh, you knew someone alright. He was the most suburban-canadian guy you knew.

Lot's of dialogue in this, oops. This fic is kinda going off the plot of the movie, so I'm sure you know who you'll meet next! Leave ideas in the comments if you have any, since this fic is very freestyle and let me now...should i include the car scene we all wanted or too soon? GOODBYE! taglist <3 : @pink-jello-fish @radiantdanvers @superlegend216 @salted-snailz @wolfsune09 @jxssimae @remuslupinsfavoritebook @flannelforthetoads @rowanlovesmoonknight @bengewatch @i-shall-be-the-possum1 @kyriekurokami @marymustdie @tzurue @euinein @sophiemajokie @itsrainingtodayyy

[novelistwriter]

A Phantom in a Game with a Revenant

DP x DC Prompt inspired by other works that have Danny entering games with DC characters

Danny, taking a break from his Ghost King duties, plays a game in an abandoned building in Gotham that still has electricity. Gotham has enough ambient ectoplasm to sustain his Ghost Half while being away from the Eyeballs. He's friends with Lady Gotham, and she has promised to welcome him to her haunt for any reason. This is one of those reasons.

He left Amity because his parents just lost interest in both sides of him after Jazz left for college. Amity was getting along with Ghosts, and the GIW was disbanded after the Justice League caught wind of them.

Danny had taken his parents' blueprints and destroyed the portal, just in case his parents would do something while he wasn't in Amity to stop them (And because Clockwork, the cryptic old Ghost, had left him a message that he might regret not doing this later, if the timeline is going where the Ancient of Time thinks its going).

Danny had been living with Vlad, who had begun behaving long before the Justice League shut the GIW down. Then he began to travel around with Dani when she came by one time. He does enjoy spending Vlad's money on things he likes, and most of the time, it's on food that Dani recommends him to try.

He keeps in regular contact with Jazz, Sam, and Tucker. He sends them all gifts he thinks they'll like on his travels with Dani. It was during his travels that he decided to accept his role as the Ghost King. It was mostly Jazz who persuaded him, but he thinks he's mature enough to be taking on responsibilities like that. He was wrong when the Observants were assholes to him and his council.

Which leads him to now, hiding in Gotham from the Observants while Lady Gotham keeps the Observants off his back. He's playing a game he's heard about in his travels and wanted to try it out.

He's played the game for a while now, a violent game that has guns in it, and thinks that being in the game would be much more entertaining. So he entered the game, which had the TV he set up turned off, and the console he was using to enter standby mode. Not knowing that a Revenant could feel him in his haunt, but couldn't find him, because Danny was suppressing his ectoplasmic signature until he used his powers to enter the game he was playing.

Jason, in full Red Hood gear, had entered the building Danny was using and seen the set up of the TV and the gaming console. He's got a rocky relationship with the rest of the Batfam, as it's immediately after he was welcomed back to the family. He's still got episodes of Rage and accidentally kills some people. The Batfam tries to understand, but Jason just can't be open with them because of the Pit Rage he has.

He turns on the TV and gets the gaming console out of standby mode to try and see if it has any useful information for him, only for him to he sucked into the game because Danny didn't know he could drag others with him if they have a strong enough ecto signature or they're with him when he goes into the electronics.

[neilperryismine]

just thought i’d point this out: just before neil dies, there’s a shot that pans from a painting on mr perry side table to him sleeping

this painting is titled “The Red Boy”

the sitter was a young boy, Charles William Lambton, who later died at the age of 13 from tuberculosis, but the painting now stands to represent a young boy on the verge of “life”, becoming an adult, being the heir to his fathers title. but his life was cut short, just before he was able to actually grow up and live. as a result of this, his younger brother become went on to inherit everything…got to live.

i guess what i’m saying here is that this symbolises neil as a person, as a character, as a piece in the puzzle of life…he died so others - his friends, todd - could live. they only fully grasped what is what to live, and how to choose life over tradition, after his death.

everything in dps is intentional.

also if think this painting is similar to the one in the hall at the beginning of the film, where one boy is looking up, and the other is looking down. it’s kind of mirroring it - people have said that the boy looking down is neil and the one looking up is todd - and now, here is a painting of this boy looking up, neil looking up, to what he could have in life, to what living would be like. neil has learnt how to finally live and not follow his fathers rules and expectations like he had done in the beginning, which meant his life was cut short, but not before he experienced what it would’ve been like.

also the fact that the shot panned from the painting to mr perry could suggest that he was that boy, whose idea of living was cut short by whatever circumstances to he had passed the expectations and legacy that he could’ve had onto neil, expecting him to become the person he couldn’t be.

[fantastic-mr-corvid]

ffxiv Heavensward and stormblood spoilers ahead [dont look Ash]

WHat if the hero who everyone fell in love with and saw as a great political tool, a woman who did everything asked of her with only a sly tilt of her head, who was lauded as a hero and savior, gave you the privileged of dropping the mask for you. But what was under that mask was a churning anger that needed an outlet. and she chose you to take everything out on.

She got better, mellowed out, when you see her again she has grays in her hair and a smile on her face despite the struggle that was the liberation of Doma and Ala Mhigo, a gentle warmth in her eyes. but all you can think of is the hate that once burned there, uncaring of reasoning or consequences, just a desire to see you burn.

Maybe that rage lies in all dragoons hearts, maybe thats why they were both chosen above the rest, but he knows the fires of bitter anger and misguided revenge that consumed his heart back then was matched by the ferocity of the fire in her heart.

Alphinaud tells you that she promised to find a way to save you from nidhoggs possession, and you dont have the heart to tell him she was lying, you dont have the heart to tell any of them of the woman you fought with over coerthases rugged landscape. You had the privilege of seeing Arakow Star-sailer, seeing the raging heart inside the hero, but now you see her sorrow, her regret, both of you having taken different journeys but once again ended up matching.

Still, its hard not to flinch when the very moves she used against you, hard not to look at the lance she holds in her hands and remember hers puncturing through your body, hard not to brace yourself for fire and

Words are hardly needed, an uncomfortable understanding settling between you both, a shared history no one else will every understand. Few have survived her lance, the full brunt of her rage, and even fewer causing regret to take root in her heart.

And then you part ways again, and you hear of her, of her escapades and reputation, and you think of the Arakow only you every can know.

HELP. I'm thinking about the dynamic between my WoL and Estinian that only exists because i was so so angry at the time i played HW and Coerthas was not big enough for both our many issues.

[these-lovely-monsters]

The Dragon's Pretty Treasure - Part 2

[NSFW | 18+]

Characters: m!dragon x f!reader

Content: kidnapping, mild dub-con, inhuman anatomy, size difference, two dicks, dp, tail action, fluids, koala bear fleshlight

Series complete: [Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4]

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Continued from part 1...

Shit, this monster definitely wants to eat you.

“Why am I here?” you squeak, utterly terrified but trying to keep it talking in the hopes you can figure out an escape plan before it decides it’s done playing with its food.

“I wanted a pretty treasure for my horde.”

A pretty treasure?... Does he mean you?

“Oh…okay…and what do you plan to do with me then?” you ask, unsure of what it means.

“Hmmm,” it rumbles softly, and then darts its tongue out again, this time trailing down your chest.

“What–what are you doing?!” you shriek, and then gasp as its tongue makes its way down to your nipples which are already peaked from the cold. For a moment you struggle against its hold again but holy shit, that feels good. Its tongue is warm and wet and the contrast feels amazing against your cool skin. A small moan escapes you as the tip winds around your left nipple and then flicks gently against it. Then it moves to the other side and repeats the action.

Wait, what the fuck are you doing? And why the fuck did that turn you on?

Coming to your senses, you push against its snout, trying to shove it away but it bares its deadly teeth and snarls softly, “Do not fight me.” You freeze, your hand still on its snout and your heart rate skyrocketing. It sniffs the air and chuffs again, “Besides, you like it.”

Mortified, you realize it can smell the arousal that has begun to pool between your thighs. “No I don–”, you try to protest but then the monster dips its head even lower and laps at your wetness as you choke on a gasp.

Oh god, this is so wrong, but it feels so good!

It growls more fiercely this time and licks at your entrance again, snarling, “More.” Then its tongue moves up to flick against your clit. You jerked and let out a groan as it does it again and again. Panting at the intense sensations, you begin to tremble as fear and pleasure coil together inside you.

You don’t care anymore that you’re going to hell for this, you need more!

As if reading your thoughts, you feel the tail wrapped around your waist shift as the tip snakes further around to your back and down between your ass cheeks. You freeze for a moment, afraid of where it’s going, but it just continues past your hole and up to your core. You gasp loudly and then moan when the tip tickles your entrance, gliding through your wetness. As the monster continues to lap at your clit, it slowly pushes its tail into you and your moan turns into a cry of pleasure. 

As its tail forces its way into you, you feel your walls stretch around it, causing a delicious bite of pain. When it reaches your cervix, it pulls back again, flicking your g-spot on the way out and you jerk in surprise as a zing of pleasure runs through you. Then it plunges back in, hard and fast. It repeats the motion over and over again while the monster continues to lick your clit with its tongue and your eyes roll back in your head.

Seems like he did want to eat you after all...

Pleasure begins to tingle at the base of your spine and your muscles begin to tighten as you rise closer to your climax. Suddenly, the monster reaches out a massive clawed hand and gently pinches a nipple between two sharp tips. The bite of pain is just enough to send you careening over the edge and you come with a loud cry.

It feels like your orgasm goes on forever as the monster draws out your pleasure with soft gentle strokes of its tail and tongue. Eventually, you come down from your high, panting from the best orgasm you’ve ever had and slump in the hold of its tail.

You can’t believe you did that! You’re definitely going to hell but at least you’ll die satisfied.

You watch as it gently pulls its tail out of you and then bends down to lick your juices off the end.

Fuck, that shouldn’t be as hot as it is.

Suddenly, the monster lifts you off the ground and you yelp in surprise. Jostling you a bit as it shifts around, you cling to the tail holding you in the air. Then it settles you down on what you assume is its stomach and lounges back against a wall, peering at you with those massive yellow eyes. After a moment, it turns its head to the dying fire and breathes out a small jet of flames, reigniting the wood so that the cavern is now illuminated. Startled, you flinch backwards from its smoking maw but it just chuffs again. “Do not fear.”

Yeah, easier said than done, buddy.

Now that you can see its full form, you gape in awe at the creature that lies beneath you. It has a long neck which extends down to a broad, reptilian body at least twice your height and covered in large, dark green scales. Its torso is wider than your wingspan and is covered in smooth leather-like skin. Two massive arms protrude from its shoulders and end in giant claw-tipped hands. You realize then that it must have unwound its tail at some point because one of those hands is now wrapped around your waist instead, fully engulfing you in a loose grip. The other arm is draped across its chest, resting those sharp claws near your legs which are splayed out in front of you across its stomach. You should be more afraid of those dagger-like tips that look like they could rip through you like butter, but its hold is so gentle.

The monster is equal parts terrifying and mesmerizing to look at. In a way there is a beauty in its unnaturalness that you can’t help but stare at in wonder and fear.

Turning around to inspect the rest of its body, you gasp when you see what’s behind you.

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Check out part 3 for more!

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Writing Notes: The Rhetorical Triangle

Rhetorical Triangle - a simple, useful tool that can help you develop a strong and well thought-out essay, especially in persuasive writing and speeches.

Each side of the triangle represents one of the three classical rhetorical approaches used to build informative, persuasive arguments that influence audiences in specific, powerful ways.

There are many visual representations of the Rhetorical Triangle available online, such as the following:

The 3 Classical Appeals: Ethos, Pathos and Logos

Each of the three approaches attempts to prove arguments and persuade readers by emphasizing a specific type of appeal.

These appeals are not mutually exclusive, and you will often find elements of all three working together in effective writing.

Ethos: Appeals to Credibility and Authority

To use this appeal, you might emphasize experience or educational background, your own or those of your sources, as the reason the reader should believe you.

By citing credentials, the argument is being built on the word of experts.

Your reader expects to acknowledge the qualifications of the individuals or organizations presented as capable of supporting an argument with valid, factual, and credible information.

Pathos: Appeals to Emotions

Although this appeal is not as commonly used in academic writing as the other two, it does appear regularly in literary work.

Recognizing and using pathos appeals to personal values and emotions, which are some of the most powerful appeals.

Logos: Appeals to Logic and Reasoning

When you think about academic writing, you probably think of logic-based writing, which targets a reader’s intellect and often includes facts that build upon each other to support complex arguments.

Because this appeal relies on a reader being able to follow well-constructed arguments, it is critical this writing is clear, organized, and focused.

Extra information that does not directly support the logic of the arguments can distract and confuse a reader, and ultimately weaken an argument.

Identifying and Using Rhetorical Appeals

Now that you are familiar with each of the three rhetorical appeals, you can consider how you might use them in your writing, based on the specific rhetorical situation you are working with.

ETHOS

If your paper is discussing the effects of drinking and driving, you might include an interview with a veteran DPS Trooper who can discuss his fifteen years of experience working New Year’s Eve patrols. His professional credentials help your readers believe his observations and ideas are informed, relevant, and appropriate to the topic. By citing them, you are presenting your source’s DPS training, certifications, and experience as the reason your readers should accept your argument.

Incorporating topic information from reliable, well-informed sources strengthens your argument and makes it easier for your reader to accept.

Writers present their source’s credentials through in-text citations as well as through their Works Cited listings.

These citations provide your readers with the background and information they need to evaluate the quality and credibility of your sources.

PATHOS

If your goal is to get your reader to feel something, or to take a certain action, you may find this appeal highly effective.

Think about the popular TV commercials that raise money for abused animals. Those commercials are designed to make viewers feel sadness by showing images of pain and suffering. By the end, they switch to hopeful images and dialogue to inspire viewers to take a specific action and become supporters of their cause.

Pathos is often used in literature. Think about stories that seem to come alive in some way. Perhaps it is a character to whom readers can genuinely relate or stories that make readers feel happy, sad, or angry.

Writing that evokes emotion often uses Pathos. It is also commonly used in spoken word compositions like speeches, poetry, and theater.

When possible, including thoughtfully chosen images and music is another way you can use pathos through sensory details to connect with your audience’s emotions.

LOGOS

To create logical support in your work, you might include data, case studies, statistics, lab reports, and other similar information.

This is a popular appeal, and if you watch for it, you will find it used to support claims in everything from scientific reports to advertising, such as the familiar “Nine out of ten dentists recommend using an automatic toothbrush over regular brushing.”

COMBINING RHETORICAL APPEALS

As you start planning your essay, you may find that a combination of appeals works best.

Example: You might decide that case studies and lab reports will provide the best data to support your claims, focusing on only highly-qualified sources that are well known in your field.

By making these choices, you are employing the power of both Logos and Ethos into your essay, a combination that will result in a clear, organized, credible, and effective argument that conveys your message.

Source ⚜ Writing Notes & References

[call-me-strega]

Dc x Dp Prompt # 12: Wanna Help Me Win a Bet?

So our scene opens with an older team Phantom (Everlasting trio, Jazz, Val, and Dani) at a bar/club of some sort in New York. They're all catching up on how their lives are going (college, work, internships, milestones, travels, wacky happenings, etc.). Somehow the topic shifts to romantic relationships and the gang begins ribbing Danny for his awkward teen romances. He was an absolute disaster at flirting even if his exes found it charming at the time. It's all good-natured and fun.

Then Danny's like "Hey well least I've improved now" which earns him an eyebrow raise or two. The gang goes "Oh yeah? Prove it. Bet you 100 bucks you can't get that person's number" *points to an attractive black-haired individual sitting at the bar*. And of course, since Danny isn't one to back down from a bet and has his pride to defend he goes off to flirt with a stranger.

On the flip side, we have a Batfam member (or other black-haired DC character) of your choosing (you already know my fav is Jason) sitting at the bar. Why are they there? Idk maybe it's for a case? Maybe they wanted to meet up with friends outside of Gotham? You decide. Anyways, the point is that their minding their own business when a fairly attractive twunk walks up and starts hitting on them awkwardly. And man, this guy is not smooth in the slightest but he's dorky and awkward and kinda cute. They talk to him a bit, teasing and doing some light flirting back. They aren't taking him too seriously, really they're more amused than anything else.

Finally, the guy kinda just gives up trying to be smooth and sighs. He looks at them with a serious look on his face and goes "Look I'll level with you, my friends over there bet me a 100 bucks I wouldn't be able to successfully flirt with you. I'm gonna lean over and whisper in your ear and if you could just agree laugh like I said something witty and give me your number then I'll split the cash with you."

Then he leans over and whispers "Whaddya say, wanna help me win a bet?"

And they let out a genuine laugh and go "You know what? Sure, why not. You're not half-bad and I won't say no to an easy 50" and they grab a napkin, pull a pen out of seemingly nowhere, and give Danny their number (and their Venmo/PayPal/cash app or whatever). They hang out a bit more that night before going their separate ways. A day or two later they get a notification that someone sent them $50 and a message "wanna get coffee/lunch/dinner sometime?"