#planets from earth

[billionneuronscurious]

Venus (bright,

at the bottom),

Moon, and

Saturn.

Location: Satara,

Maharashtra, India.

Time: Around

7:15 p.m.

Date: 4 January 2025

[kairich295]

Mars rising in the east after sunset

[nemfrog]

Our home. Mother Truth's melodies. 1878.

Internet Archive

[savanir]

DP x DC Prompt [21]

Danny who has finished school, distances himself more and more from his parents as they slide further into GIW madness, sabotages the portal, sees Vlad also actually getting wary of these government assholes, grows up, and then after a particularly rough fight becomes a Green Lantern. Then says “I do not want to do this anymore” and takes the opportunity immediately to dip and ditch earth and doesn’t at all mind being assigned to one of the far sectors. In fact when he finds out sector reassignment is a thing he requests it right away.

“Only request my aid for earth related things if there is no other option, otherwise I don’t want anything to do with that place anymore”

And both John and Hal are like, “uh, you know what- sure…” basically all Earth Lanterns get Earth fatigue, it’s normal. Though it usually takes some time.

Sadly stuff happens and Danny’s aid is needed, like it’s all Earth Lantern hands on deck, Sojourner is there too n everything.

And the moment things are working out and the situation seems resolved on Earth the GIW with the Fentons pull up and are like “You have eluded us for YEARS, but we knew you would return someday Phantom! this time you will not escape us!”

And Danny is like, “God fucking dammit- ok I have been here for too long, I’m heading back to my sector. And this time I am staying there, Earth be damned”

And like the threat has been contained so the other Green Lanterns follow Danny out into the stratosphere while these government goons are screaming bloody murder up at Phantom.

and Danny is like, “ok fine, I’ll give the tl;dr, so essentially, my existence is considered illegal by the US government and I don’t really want to get caught, experimented on and then terminated because of my biology”

“Are you serious?” “I promise you, I wish I was just making that up.” “And then you decided to just leave?” the ‘are you giving up? are you just letting this injustice stand??’ is unspoken but Danny can hear it. Or he’s just projecting his own hang ups about it all on them, that’s also possible. 

“I mean it has worked for me really well these past few years. if you want to look into it check out the Anti-Ecto Acts. But personally I’m over it, I can just no longer help with Earth that’s it”

[uwhe-arts]

down from the mountains . . . | uwhe-arts

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 313

You know what? Snake Danny. But not just any snake! Space naga. The world serpent, but literal- a moving galaxy, comets caught in the wakes of his movement, stars nestled between his scales. He’s like a giant cosmic LBM, wandering throughout time and space while he learns how to be an Ancient. 

He’s having fun! Learning so much and it’s a great way to chill for the weekends… er, or whenever he is seeing as sometimes Clockwork sends him off to not break a timeline or something. Who knows or cares, he was in space! 

Sometimes Tucker and Sam joined too, and honestly it’s all so much fun- especially now that they can make their own portals! C’mon he wants to check on this cool dimension he visited a while ago! 

[exopelagic]

came back wrong but it’s my hair drying weird after a shower

[s1ck-pupp3t]

I love, Ms Paint. CHEERS!

OK real art dump over. Click MORE for Real dumb stuff

something something They faces killing me why nobody gaf. Its a Transparent .PNg! You can put them any where to Not Care About.

[the-judicial-assistants-notebook]

🎉 they kept the 'best friend' lines!!!!!! 🎉

[ataraxianascendant]

[vieformidable]

The picture of earth from space that we will rarely be shown

[deimcs]

Mystra has dictated the terms of my potential for long enough. The Crown would grant me control of my own destiny at last.

[toubledrouble]

You know what we should bring back?

Older christianity. I mean the anti government, anti military, community based christianity. The one that cared the most about peace, equality, mercy, kindness, and radical love. The one with shared property. The one that didn't conform to society but instead existed mostly outside of it. The one where noone considered one sin worse than another because in the end, we are all sinners trying our best to be better.

[wawe-z]

Been drawing the planets if the solar system or something 🤭

[franollie]

it's okay

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 285

Another Tiamat Prompt, what d’ya know lol. 

Only? That much power, of nine near-godly beings in one body? That’s a lot. And, they can’t exactly… unmeld anymore. But they were prepared for that, they were ready to have to sacrifice it all. So if they have to leave their world as their power gets too strong, then so be it. 

So they wander, from world to world, unable to stay long, never finding a place that feels like home. They wander, stars spilling from wings, asteroids melding with scales and stars bursting into feathers as they do so. 

They wander, and grow both stronger, and bigger than ever before. But they grow tired, weary. Exhausted even. This endless travel, they tire of it, just wanting a moment of rest. They’ve been moving endlessly for so long, getting fitful rest as one of them dozes at a time, and they just want a proper moment of sleep. 

So they land and… when did worlds become so small? When did they become vast enough to wrap around them? When did they grow so large to dwarf the world they had once come from so long ago once in another timeline? 

How long, they wonder, have the nine of them wandered? How far? How many timelines? Dimensions? Planes of reality? 

But they’re tired. So for now? They rest. They sleep away their worries and grief, life and death spilling from their breath, rock and earth building around them as they dream. Water giving way to life, plants to animals, animals to destruction over and over. 

And they rest. They sleep. Scales harder than any ore, feathers more beautiful than the rarest bird, fur softer than the most expensive silks, yet visible to none. For they sleep, resting below the waves, stretching from sea to sea. 

Until…

Until they begin to wake. They do not mean harm, they are not even aware of the life that has grown from their presence, of the panic the great disasters and storms are causing. One snuffs in their sleep, a volcano bursting from the heat. Another head shifts slightly, sighing at the new comfortable position as sinkholes break across the surface like an earthquake. 

How can they be aware, when they’re still dreaming?