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Just some domestic throuple stuff I was lacking in having drawn, which is a shame.
#Daniel Spellbound#Jayce Chinda#Lucy Santana#Cyprus Polaris#Bleeding Magic AU#still don't have a ship name for them...#polyamory#OT3#my art#people say this is cat owner vibes but this goes for all pets#also actually have in mind that he has a lab retriever mix named The Duchess heh#sorry she's not pictured here#size difference#giant tiny#sfw gt#still counts
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the big three!
#bnha#mha#nejire hado#mirio togata#tamaki amajiki#I’ll be honest idk their trio name other than ‘big three’#but they are goofyyyyy i love them so much#tamaki is fighting for his life bein surrounded by extroverts. his friends AND his agency members. he’s sweating#calling mirio tamakis friend is funny lol…. ik they got smth going on… ‘ur like the sun.. my hero name is suneater’ okayyyy 🤨#yuyu is the one takin the picture sorry she is not included here 💔#eggsdrawings
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Thinking about a full ghost Danny AU where he just straight-up dies in the portal. I think there should be more of those. <3
Character death, obviously.
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The drive back to Fentonworks was a blur in Maddie's memory, keeping Tucker on the line while he sobbed and stammered, trying and failing to keep himself together and explain what happened.
"-doesn't h-have a heartbeat and he's f-freaking out-"
"It just turned on, we don't know w-what happened, he, he said it didn't work-"
"-trying to keep Danny c-calm-"
"Please come home."
Jack's driving was even worse than usual, veering through the streets in an undisguised panic. Maddie hadn't been able to discern much from Tucker's ramble; the portal had finally turned on, but the kids had been messing around with it and Danny had gotten hurt. How hurt? Tucker didn't seem to be sure, but all three of them were in a state.
Jack pulled into their driveway and flung himself out, half the GAV still sprawled across the sidewalk. Maddie was right behind him, hanging up on Tucker with a quick assurance that they'd be right there.
"DANNY!" Jack yelled.
"In here!" Sam called back, from the open lab door. Of course.
Maddie slipped past Jack and got there first, almost falling down the stairs in her haste. What she saw there made her heart stop.
Danny wasn't there. There were three teens crumpled on the ground in front of the activated portal (a part of her sang, it worked, it worked) but Danny wasn't one of them. There was Tucker, staring blankly at the floor, and Sam, with her arm around a strange, glowing white-haired boy that was in tears - a ghost. A ghost? A ghost!
"GHOST!" Jack yelled in delight. The teen sobbed harder.
"Where's Danny?" Maddie demanded. Sam looked up sharply, her eyes wide like Maddie had never seen, her face dead pale under her makeup.
"I'm sorry!" Sam blurted out, looking nearly in tears herself. "I just, I, I thought it would be cool, it was just a picture, I, I didn't think-"
Maddie's heart skipped a beat. "Sam. Where is Danny?"
Sam looked at the crying boy next to her, huddled under her arm as if for comfort. The boy looked up, radioactive eyes swimming with tears and the water on his skin sparkling prismatically, and met Maddie's eyes.
"Mom," he croaked, his voice tripled and echoing with itself like a movie memory. "What happened to me?"
Maddie's knees gave out, and she crumpled to the floor, unable to take her eyes from the ghost in front of her. In a moment, she understood.
That was Danny. His colors had partially inverted, his hair turning white, the colors of his haz-mat suit - God, that was his haz-mat suit, the one they'd made for him and that he never used - reversing to white-on-black. He'd huddled into Sam, shaking and gasping, but now was pulling away, looking at Maddie like- like he thought she could fix this.
"I think something's wrong," Danny said, his voice trembling somewhere underneath all the alien reverberation. "Should we go to the hospital or, or something?"
"I don't think the hospital can fix this, man," Tucker said weakly, lifting his head just to stare at Danny.
The portal powered down with a whine. Maddie jerked her head up with a gasp, and found Jack at the control box, backing up silently. Jack stared into the portal. Maddie followed his gaze.
She couldn't stop the scream that tore itself from her throat. Jack yelled too, running inside, tripping over the bundled cables, and collapsing unceremoniously short of the body inside. Careless of that, Jack crawled forward the last few feet, scooped up the body, and then started to sob, cradling Danny's burnt and blistered corpse against him.
"...Do we call 911?" Danny asked, voice cracking. Maddie's head snapped back to him from the corpse, watching him stare in bleak, lost confusion at his father and the body he was hugging.
Danny didn't even believe in ghosts. Neither of their kids hid it, treating their profession with a lighthearted exasperation at home and plain embarrassment outside. Somehow, the fact made all of this worse.
"What's happening?" Danny asked helplessly. Shock, the stable part of Maddie's brain told her. He sees what's going on but his mind won't comprehend it. (He wasn't expecting to die today.)
"Y-yes," Maddie said at last, and then forced her voice to stabilize. "I'll... I'll call 911."
But first, she held out her arms, and Danny all but scrambled across the room to throw himself into her arms, still shaking. He was cold as ice, freezing through her haz-mat suit, and that was before he slipped forward with a yelp and tumbled through her. He scrambled back with a cry and tried again, and this time fell solidly against her, hiccupping. She wrapped an arm around him, shushing him softly, and groped for her phone with the other hand. She couldn't take her eyes off Jack, now carrying Danny out of the portal and staring from his corpse to his ghost, looking shattered.
"911, what is your emergency?"
"My son is dead," Maddie heard herself say. Danny hiccupped and clutched at her tighter. There was a brief pause.
"I'm very sorry, ma'am. Where are you? Have you checked his pulse?"
"We're at the Fentonworks building, 18701 northwest..." She rattled off the address mindlessly, and reached down to fumble for Danny's wrist. He let her have it without complaint, too terrified to put up any resistance. She shuddered as she felt nothing, not even the tendons or bone that should be there. Then she looked up at the corpse in Jack's arms and swallowed. "Jack, h-his... his pulse."
Jack nodded mutely and fumbled for Danny's wrist, gingerly running his fingers down the burnt skin until he found the right spot.
"What do you mean, his pulse, his ghost is literally in your lap!" Sam half-shrieked, her mascara running and her fists clenched against her cheeks, her breath coming in short gasps.
"No pulse," Jack croaked hollowly, staring at Danny's ghost.
"Maybe they could..." No, it was a foolish thought, and she wouldn't put false hopes into Danny's head just to put off her own grief. She cradled him closer again, feeling him shudder. She spoke to the operator. "N-no pulse, ma'am."
"Ambulance and police are on their way," the operator said, calm and reassuring. "Can you stay on the line with me?"
"Yes." Maddie felt numb, her own hands trembling as she held Danny close.
"Thank you. Can you tell me your name? Is there anyone else with you?"
"Maddie Fenton," she said. "My husband is with me, and my son's two friends, and... and my son's ghost."
There was another brief pause.
"Alright, Maddie." Maybe it was her imagination, but she thought the operator sounded gentler there. They thought she was crazy, of course. Maddie shut her eyes. "Can you tell me what happened?"
"I, I don't know. My son Danny was home with his friends, and they called and..." Deep breath. She started over. "There was an accident in our lab. Danny was electrocuted by one of our in-progress projects."
"Is the device still on?"
"No, ma'am. We had to turn it off to remove the, the body."
Maddie continued answering questions on autopilot, most of her attention on her son, her husband, and the body. Danny had stopped crying, but remained glued to her side, shivering and sniffling. Jack continued to cradle Danny's body, but his eyes were now fixed on Danny, grief spread across his face. Sam and Tucker had both quieted, watching them with fearful, guilt-stricken looks.
It seemed to take forever for the police and ambulance to arrive. Sam got up to show them inside without being asked, staggering up to steps on obviously shaky legs. Maddie was too grateful to insist on her or Jack doing it; with Danny's ghost cradled against her and his corpse in Jack's arms, well...
The paramedics arrived first, sharp-eyed and professional, but the first almost immediately faltered as he laid eyes on the scene. But Jack held up Danny's body beseechingly, his eyes wet and miserable, and they jolted into action.
"Thank you, ma'am," Maddie said to the woman on the line. "They're here now. May I hang up?"
"Yes. The paramedics will take it from here. Take care, Maddie."
Maddie hung up, and looked at the two paramedics as they filed down. They looked at each other, one inclined his head toward Danny, and they split up, one heading for Jack and the body, the other toward Maddie and the ghost. Both of them knelt beside their chosen patient, and Maddie fixed her attention on the one with her.
"Are you Danny?" the paramedic asked, unexpectedly gentle. Danny peeked up and nodded uncertainly, and the paramedic glanced at the body before seeming to make a decision. "Okay, Danny. My coworker June is going to check your body for signs of life to see if you can still be revived. Are you okay with that?" Danny hiccupped and nodded, though a new wave of tears welled up and trickled down his cheeks. "Can you tell me what happened?"
Danny hiccupped again, reaching up to wipe his eyes. "M-my friends wanted to see the p-portal," he managed, voice wavering. Maddie squeezed him, her own eyes welling up while the paramedic listened patiently. "A-and it didn't work so I t-thought it would be f-fine. I went inside a-and I d-didn't check if it was plugged in or anything, a-and then I tripped and fell and I think I hit a button and it turned on!" His voice rose until he was almost wailing. Maddie's throat tightened, and she hugged him closer. Her poor baby.
"You were electrocuted?" the paramedic checked softly.
"I guess," Danny sniffled. "I dunno. It just hurt. And then I felt really cold, and then I..." He looked down at himself and sniffled again, tears slipping nonstop down his cheeks. "Am I dead?"
The paramedic looked at his coworker, who met his eyes and shook her head. Maddie had to swallow a hiccup of her own, trying to be brave for her terrified son. The paramedic did a much better job at it, looking back at Danny and speaking gently.
"I'm sorry," he said quietly. "There's nothing we can do. June is going to call a coroner and explain the situation-" He caught the other paramedic's eye, and she gave him a nod. "-and we'll have your body taken somewhere it can be prepared for burial or cremation, whichever you prefer." Danny started crying again, and the paramedic exhaled and looked up to meet Maddie's eyes. "Obviously, there's no protocols for this situation. But, as his mother, I think it would still be appropriate for you to make a decision if he doesn't feel able to."
#911 transcripts freak me the Fuck out so i didn't read any for this#sorry if anything seems off#the 911 operator works in a dispatch that serves a large rural area and is not from amity park#so she doesn't know who the fentons are#the paramedics on the other hand ARE from amity park and know them by reputation#hence rolling with the ghost thing better#no identity shenanigans here only Your Awful Lab Safety Killed Your Son And Now He's Crying In Your Lap Because He's Fucking Dead#character death tw#my writing#danny fenton#danny phantom#maddie fenton#jack fenton#tucker foley#sam manson#not pictured: danny begging them not to do an autopsy just leave his body alone please please#he ends up choosing burial because he wants to know where his body is
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ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴀ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ
#since we're already here i might as well show this concept ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#i will say three things:#one ! atlas pisses me off in part two !#two ! don't trust jean (this is jean btw also she's still a wip)#three ! i can't wait to edit this scene/song OOOF#last ok sorry last thing but you know the theory where how ppl stand together in pictures can say a lot about dynamics and if things are#balanced or not? yeah. that's all#oc: atlas#oc: jean#white rabbit: extras#ts4#simblr#sims community
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the gangs all here!!!
#kagarts#rival silver#trainer kris#trainer ethan#trainer lyra#johto#pokemon gsc#pokemon hgss#I think it’s fascinating seeing so many interpretations of this bunch#on who is champion or what each of them do in postgame/timeskip scenarios#it’s really cool seeing so many variations of each like. hell yeah man#here’s a lot of factoids on designs sorry for the wall of text in advaaaaaance#lance picked silver’s main cape color and chose white so he would appear less intimidating and approachable when teaching kids about dragons#lugia matchy too for that dragon connection there#kris’ gear revolves around biking and the lil tassles were an attempt at suicune ribbons#she has aspects from all the lion dogs in her full fit (she gets a helmet and jet/boostpack)#channeling kamen rider and bomb rush cyberfunk/jet set radio to give her a more future vibe#ethan I personally wanted to channel the ken sugimori chill vibe of how he was drawn#very old school (college fit); with a bit of early age grunge#friend to all birds and does a bit of nature/wildlife photography (based on the hgss picture taking feature!)#also loves the pokeathlon#he gets a ho-oh pattern/colorset for his tracksuit#lyra in this interpretation is the champion and got to battle red#protag to protag communication happened and she wants to set a better example for trainers going forward#a great teacher who wants to encourage the next set of trainers to set out on their own journeys#she’ll be the champion until she has to pass that torch on#but she also cares for the ilex shrine as per family tradition (even taking that with her into her champion outfit! celebi dresssss :D)
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my shimamatsu artbook came in so i finally got to see the rest of the unreleased teacher set...
scans of gym teacher oso from this set can be found here!
choro's a math teacher, which i feel like is pretty fitting for her. they drew her very cute, peak froggy expression.
ichi's a science teacher, like in teacher matsu merch by movic. he's also setting a bad example for his students by wearing open-toed shoes which is against standard lab safety rules, for shame smh.
jyushi is an art teacher! very cute, he's definitely fitting the bill of the zany art teacher stereotype.
totty's an english teacher. he's really meant it when he said he doesn't want to work bc he's giving us NOTHING in that awakened art. his outfits are very cute, though.
" gee, mj. where's kara? wasn't he the one you were the most curious about? " wELL. i waited to share him last bc...
when i tell you that i opened to this page in art book to find this set, saw kara, and then immediately closed the book...
he's a japanese / literature teacher, which i do think fits. ( still such a missed opportunity to have him as a music teacher... ) * puts my face in my hands * he's such a dork.
#sorry these aren't the best pictures i still need to figure out how to scan bound books with my scanner aaa#ngl kara not being a music teacher here like i was hoping is really tempting me to make him one in kuroba's teacher au...#but idk i'm really attached to him being an english teacher in that au i already have headcanons for how he interacts with his students...#also i'm using she/her for choro bc she's transfem to me. do not question me further. /lh#the movic merch is still my fave version of them as teachers#the only leg up this set has is oso being a gym teacher#that's so true in my heart i love the idea of him becoming a gym teacher in the future...#seriously tho why is kara the only one with different hair it's fucking me up#osomatsu-san#osmt#shimamatsu#choromatsu#ichimatsu#jyushimatsu#todomatsu#karamatsu#official
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i've finally played vtmb after having the game for a while my fail ventrue woman she might've thrived as a brujah or perhaps a malkavian but alas. being a nepo baby business major is an incurable disease. lots of ventrues in those environments i believe. goes by jaden but doesn't mind mahine, she's 6"4, insufferable, brutish, indulges in being a little silly sometimes, kinda stupid, and lets 5 foot something blonde men speak to her like that
#alternatively my american psycho oc#5 feedings of intoxicated kine in she reaaally wants to get the prince pregnant#very sorry that she does not have the 2000s goth aesthetic here. i have several corpo goth inspo on her moodboard#but i cant stop picturing her in light blue suits. now she's a kazuma kiryuu lookin ass#ill draw her w more fits cate blanchett has several really good ventruepilled fits i've noticed#vtm#vtmb#vampire#vampire the masquerade#vampire the masquerade: bloodlines#ventrue#vtm oc#my art#oc: jaden
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#My birthday present to myself is calling this done at last#anyway here she is#THE woman#I have always pictured her Blocky in build#because she's worth eet#sorry im so tired skjdfajkd#wolf 359#renee minkowski#commander minkowski
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Tryna find my artstyle 😢 i'm not sure what to call this, a character study?? A doodle dump? idk i'm just happy i'm not in art block
#maki harukawa#danganronpa drv3#can I yap for a second#bro I love maki sm#I tried to add some little details here and there#like I feel like with all that she's gone through she'd probably have a few stress rashes#and probably a few piercings for some instant gratification#I hate her and her huge ears#when is it Maki's turn to be happy#I need to write an essay on her one day#to whoever is reading this have a good night/day#also go drink some water#yap session over#click for better quality#idk how to adjust the picture sizes I'm so sorry#STOP MESSING UP THE QUALITY TUMBLR😭
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my n1 guilty pleasure is thinkin that post m2 lauretta moved deeper into criminal after several years & ended up sentenced to jail somewhere in the middle of 1970s
#sorry... had to say it. maybe i just want her to run a brothel&etc somewhere out of empire bay and#giving interviews and shit and she's in her 60+s. and ofc it's a furor. and she enjoys it (more than?) a bit#yk i just was writing texts for SC for m2 women some time ago#and im sorry .. in my delusional head if she got the chance to be in charge; havin the same amount of power#as carlo she'd be so much worse than him (<- here it means better i suppose)#i mean if she'd end up in criminal ofc she cant have an equal position it's clear etc#i just enjoy her being cruel and having no morals. why to let go all this#m2#also it'd be funny if eddie & lauretta'd keep in touch. both end up in jail#i need her to cause a furor genuinely. M4 could be if not exactly bout her#(i'm mentally bargaining w 2kczech) but at least takin place in her area of control#i remember some1 made a post like evil women in mafia series when#Here she is. Here's the woman#sorry. i may be cringe but i had to say it bc i sometimes think bout it since spring#michelle gurevich makes me think bout lauretta its like a ring bell for Pavlov's dogs#Where is this tt sound. “I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! i dont care about homeless fucking people!”#<- lauretta in my eyes#i also need her w wrinkles n greying hair so bad. im a weak person. im lying i need everything above so bad#*picture of a cat w wet eyes*
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this is so sad. anyways. Nickel made it back safe from vacay!! SO HERES HIM BEING GAY!!! + cabby having a thousand yard stare with the vibes of 'oh shit. they're gay'
and comedic closeups of their faces cuz i think its funny ;]
#inanimate insanity#ii nickel#object shows#osc#my pictures#image#nickel ii#nickloon ii#ii nickloon#ii balloon#balloon ii#nickloon#ii cabby#but cabby's just there. she do Not matter as much as the gay people.#oh also sorry for my shoddily lit room#tbh i like it dark in here anyways so. not much of a loss.#also again. i apologize for keeping the tags on these guys.. I LIKE TO KEEP THE TAGS ON EM. it is important to me....
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maybe i shouldn't be reading into it that hard but remus is just a little weird to me
#khml#khml spoilers#kh remus#sorry if this is hard to read but this is the most i could zoom in without cutting anything off#the absolute picture of sanity right here#i dont have any conclusion to this btw. im just highly suspicious of literally everyone#(except freya. shes the light in the dark)#also if anyones wondering the program im using is Obsidian#me.txt
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Here's a picture of Pidge with her feets out that I never got around to posting
#her passing is hitting my particularly hard because she was still under six months old#while my other girls were almost two years or older#pidge was such a sweet little girl though#she was tiny and always just wanted to hang out#she loved to play but she always wanted to do it like lowkey while her sister ran around like crazy#sorry to get really heavy in the tags here#i just miss her and i really love this picture and wanted other people to get to see it < 3#ratties#giga posts#giga pets#ratblr#rat#rats#fancy rats#pet rats
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there has to be something about the way they made the marrieds swap partners to test the sanctity of their marriage before the public and THEY BOTH FAILED TREMENDOUSLY
"me and bark (delighted tittering little school girl giggles as he reminisces on the one who got away)"
"OH MY GOD LOOK AT THAT MISSILE!!! two best looking guys on the team! (slobbering in his mouth)"
#“i hate sasha with ekkys beard dear god put that away WOW I LOOK SOOOOOO HOT WITH FORSY HELLO SAILOR”#maffhew sweetheart#i need you to take a few deep breaths with me okay? okay.#i cannot get over ekkys little giggle at seeing the lovebaby of him and sasha and his plain “forsy and CHUCK” in contrast#like ooohhhh is someone in the doghouse for not even real cheating? did that strike a nerve? did you not like that?#him going for chuck instead of a matty or chucky... curious#whats in a name anyways#today i learned the male equivalent of calling someone a rocket is “missile”#and im too queer for this i just sighed into my hands#does it get funnier that sasha and forsy dont get to react to this. just their catty wives?#the square dancing wife swapping polycule goes crazy here#but they would all make each other worse actually#im sorry them not liking each other with their husbands but quite the opposite when its them with the other husband...#id like to study them like bugs#and kuli the wine aunt whos witness to this all#she has to humble maffhew and her big fat head#“they had to put you with someone good looking” “yeah-”#at least she remembers humility!#the girls named chuckles and giggles are the mean girls of the team? who wouldve guessed!#it is such a shame forsy and sasha werent given these pictures to react to GOD ID PAY SO MUCH MONEY FOR THATTT
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i made the jump to clip studio paint recently and i'm still trying to get comfy with it.. here's some characters on grey squares
#arwen's winter outfit courtesy of Wife making me think abt it dhdhg#mattie pictured here excitedly showing off her mama's weird fucked up cat#i feel like since this is what she grew up with she thinks all cats fly and hang off of ceiling lights and is surprised that harvey's don't#i should be covering my oc's STORY and instead im over here trying to decide if their cats get along i'm sorry i'm like this 😭#blows a kiss to my cats which harvey's ones are based on design-wise <3#hilda the series#hilda netflix#hilda oc#harvey#mattie#arwen#freyja#art tag#hilda ocs tag#Hilda freyja#mattieverse
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I really love hope is a thing with feathers and I also really LOVE the hope as a sewer rat poem too but I wish it was not explicity written as "well actually" against Dickinson asgvsjnk. The imagery is SO GOOD but this whole vibe of "my metaphor is better than your metaphor" kinda sours it for me
#i dont like the patronizing usage of ''Emily'' like theyre explaining something to a child#admittedly dickinson has been dead for over a century so its probably huge deal to talk about her flippantly in terms of poetry#this is just me personally. how i feel about it#i dont like her being namedropped like that#it has this energy of ''haha lemme school this bitch''#when the poem itself was never supposed to see the light of day. she never consented to it being published. girl was 5 years in the grave#it feels like making fun of somebodys diary#i also dont like how it kinda makes fun of dickinson's imagery of hope as something ''beautiful delicate'' thing#i always interpreted as it is told. a little bird. i pictured a fat fluffy thing like the ones i see outside my window#ive known them to be stubborn and mischivious#when we leave out seeds on the lawn the little ones are always bullied away by the crows and magpies#but they keep trying. theyll attempt to sneak over and peck away before the crows notice them#they ARE optimistic and resilient little things. tougher than they look#so i always found the metaphor apt#sewer rat also fits just as well. but i think it depends on the angle from how youre looking at it#so i dont like this vibe of ''it should be more RAW it should be UGLIER'' cuz even tho i love that style of writing#it just feels like unnecessary one-upping here#especially considering dickinson was severely depressed and tons of her poems reflect it#god forbid she dabble around with the occasional light hearted poem about seeing hope as a silly little bird#asgsjsnk sorry im not trying to make a statement or anything. ill delete this later probably
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