#well humanoid technically

[cholvoq]

My Bill Cipher Design!! He’s so shapes…..

+ my inspo board bc a LOT inspired this design 😭😭

[reborrowing]

oh no dragon attack!! 💋

someday I’ll do something other than vague gay art with this but in the meantime happy lesbian visibility week

[nicohate]

ok incoming thoughts on a Massive tsats spoiler (TY KIT) 🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪

so is nico like The first demigod or even person to have kids with a progenitor god. she even says the cacodemons are their (nyx and nico’s) kids and constantly refers to them as such + nico as their father. what the hell does this mean

[blujayonthewing]

I can't tell you how strongly I feel about this

[benjaminthewolf]

Wally Darling (Welcome Home) Lol (Bad Ending)

So I hear that this guy's a sexyman. Welp, Wally simps, including @luci-voracious-blog who I wrote this for, come get your juice!

Also, I know a lot of people will recognize where this story takes inspiration from, so I'll just say it right here that I swear to fucking Vishnu this story is SFW. I do not intend anything other than SFW vibes from this story.

(Update: Luci and I decided in private it would still be best to mark this as mature.)

(Also the inspiration is from Feedfancier's Belly Love Journey animation.)

THERE ARE TWO VERSIONS OF THIS STORY, ONE WITH GOOEY DIGESTION, THE OTHER WITH SAFE VORE! THIS IS THE VERSION WITH GOOEY DIGESTION! THE VERSION WITH SAFE VORE CAN BE FOUND HERE:

     “How are you feeling now, little one?” Wally Darling calmly speaks as he softly caresses you in his hands. “I’m sure far better than you were back in that storm.”

     Almost as if on cue, the bellowing crack of a lightning strike and the subsequent shaking of thunder ravaging against the outside of the home positively cut through the moment, causing Wally to instinctively bring you closer towards his chest for immediate comfort. Soon, however, there is no more outside noise aside from the constant baraging of rainfall, at which point Wally decides to speak up once more.

     “Well, that wasn’t very pleasant, now was it?” he rhetorically asks with a chuckle whilst continuing to hold your tiny form extremely close to his being.

     You, however, for the moment, are just simply in no position to give an answer of any sort to that question, even if one wasn’t really needed in the first place. Wally gives a bit of a nervous gaze of concern down at your being as you suddenly begin to softly sniffle. His grip around your body slowly loosens as you vainly attempt to conceal yourself in his jacket, positively burying yourself into his chest.

     Wally doesn’t exactly wish to bother you too much, considering the traumatizing horrors you must have gone through in the storm. He is rather aware that whatever mental processes are going on inside your mind right now, it would probably be better to just allow them to do their thing to heal you instead of interrupting them to speak.

     Thus, Wally simply observes your minute body silently, eventually deciding to re-tighten his hold ever so slightly after realizing just how comforting being against his giant body seems to be for you. It then seems as if his assumptions become validated the moment that your breathing is steadied with a heave, and a bittersweet smile slowly forms across your face.

     Wally’s assumption is only partially correct, however. Yes, the feeling of having someone so confoundedly larger than you gently nestling your miniscule form against its immensity and caring for all of it so deeply was something you had basically never experienced at this point…however…there just…almost seemed to be something somehow even more wonderful lurking somewhere even more deep. Perhaps…tucked away between several layers of flesh and skin. It almost made you want to melt into it, and be a part of its workings and warmth now and forever.

     Releasing a shudder of comfort, you are gently able to nuzzle your face upon the living puppet’s chest, listening intently to each thump emulating from his heart, and slowly breathing deeply to its beat. 

     “Oh…you poor little thing. All you really needed was affection, is that right?” Wally comments whilst bending his head down to reach to your form. “Well I promise you right here right now…” he tenderly murmurs down to your being. “....that I am always here for you if you need…”

     Wally gently plants a kiss on your head before repeating the final portion for emphasis. “...I am always here if you need…-”

     And then, just like that, everything stopped. 

     It obviously wasn’t as if Wally had intended for it to happen, but because his lips had been around the top of your head whilst he had been taking in air in order to speak, it just happened to be that the pressure that resulted from the upwards motion was also just enough to bring you in, too, causing Wally to instantly jolt into an upright sitting position, whilst his currently extremely stunned, faltering, overburdened mind jittered around inside of its skull tirelessly in order to attempt to figure out what was happening. 

     It would also just happen to be, then, that within that short window of time, you were still somewhat under control of yourself and your actions. Resulting from this, had you just decided to act simply a singular second before, then it most likely would have been that the singular thought that currently screeched within your meager mind practically begging you to call out to be released would have won out in the end. However, in reality, that just simply did not happen.

    Currently, you were just barely able to lift your head within the tightened, lowered confines that was the warm, slimy maw of Wally Darling, without scraping your head up against the roof’s rough ridges. Within a second that seemed instantaneous, however, not only did the maw unexpectedly rise in order to give you significant space to move about, but there also appeared to be a brilliant, yellowish light shining towards the back of the maw, near the gullet, illuminating the pinkish space all around, and beckoning dearly for you.

     Wally was still unable to think, and to you, in that moment, there seemed to be simply no reason to. Shuffling slowly on your knees across the slippery, compressible surface, you cautiously inched your way closer and closer towards the light, nearing into the gullet’s deep drop with each shift.

     Just above your head by this stage lay the uvula, swaying subtly and gently across its domain over the fall. Just like you, it possessed an inscrutable lack of any fear. Unlike you, however, the uvula was destined to remain watchful and stationary, locked upon the top of the soft palate, where it would observe your form lodging itself into the gullet. The gullet of a sentient puppet, who, due to the strange and uncomfortable sensation, was given no choice by his body but to comply, swallowing gently yet fully as a result.

     You are able to slip past the byway, the place where either one entered the tube of the trachea, or, as you had done now, entered the tube of the esophagus; connected in turn with the gurgling organ of the stomach. Yes, indeed, in any regular circumstance, that would indeed be the next destination. However, as you squelched deeper and deeper with each subsequent push of the muscle walls, it somehow became an understanding inside you that the stomach was not where you were headed. You were not entirely sure where exactly the alternate exit was to be for you, however. That was, however, until one final push left a valve in plain sight. The moment the valve opened up was the moment you understood all.

     Speechlessly floating up onto the powerful, thumping organ which for so long had been assumed to be the seat of all human emotions, you quiveringly nestled yourself up onto the heart of a person who, despite being a puppet in technicality, was no less a person than you. You would have loved to just stay there. To stay there and take it all in. To stay there against the deep pounding. To stay there and melt deep inside. That was all you wanted, and also all you had. The unapologetic and by all measures, cruel, faceless concept of fate, however, possessed a significantly different idea.

     It was only a more powerful thump. That was all that it was. Yet that single thump was indeed all which was needed, to send you from your grasp upon the seat of love. You weren’t entirely sure into which valve, ventricle, or otherwise bodily causeway you were being forced into, now. Yet, the next thing you knew, you were squelching into the growling stomach.

     “OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!” Wally repeated to himself incessantly as he started shuddering, locked in mortal terror. “OH, NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO OH LORD THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING THIS JUST CANNOT BE HAPPENING!”

     Alongside the cries and anguish, there also was just a little air released out, which came, naturally, within the form of a deep belch. Wally could indeed perceive only the worst from this sign, still utterly unable to know the truth of his body.

     Due to the manner in which the puppet was known to always speak, the pleadings were still far too soft for you to be able to sense them above the stomach's glorping, low ambiance. You, meanwhile, though still very safe and situated within the body of said Wally Darling, surrounded now in full by the goopy, churning, cushiony walls of the his stomach, were considerably saddened for the moment, mainly of course, due to the fact you had been forcefully thrusted away from his heart.

     And yet, once again, seemingly out of utter nowhere, the light stone again, shimmering above the deep liquids present within. It seemed as though a clear reminder to you of the true reason you were here. Not daring to question what came next, you simply ventured along, wading in with a step to the pool. Your legs begin treading lightly as you slowly lose physical contact with the ground. The light was now clearer as ever, and now was your chance to reach up. 

     The ambient rumbling alongside the tight squelching, however, reducing the land down to null, swiftly pulls you on down towards the depths, seemingly dragging you physically away from the warmth and the safety of the light. You are only able to take one remaining gasp for your life, reaching upwards in vain one last time, only to see the gooey mush that your body is swiftly churning into swiftly dripping down towards the pool, before finally, slipping away.

     “No…” Wally whimpers in utter despair. “...wh-wha-just-...” he continuously struggles to speak. 

     “Just what on mother Earth have I done?”

     Wally had been doomed to utter ignorance of the beautiful nuances happening inside his very being throughout the entirety of the process. It seemed here, as well, that in lacking a way of tracking tears, Wally was incapable of noticing your form. Your form as it lay in the tear. Your form as it merged with the light. Your form as it was within Wally’s.

[slverblood]

Honestly I think it’s less about who Aylin’s attracted to and more about who’s attracted to her, y’know?

[caeca-iustitia]

Me like a week ago: Chaos is basically just a giant human with horns and wings lol

Me now: Chaos has 4 arms, 3 eyes, bat wings, horns and dem demonic eyes boi lmao

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Suffice it to say, my take on FFXVI Chaos has shifted a bit since last week.

I love it so much...

[transingthoseformers]

No yeah Hammerstrike just showed up on screen and I'm definitely going to put sharkticons in the temporarily category of "non-humanoid root modes", meaning i believe they may be straight up in a different class than the Cybertronians we see with a humanoid bipedal root mode

[draco2368]

Gay ass little doodle I did a while ago of Hydra and their partner Idris

From a sorta AU with a friend (or well it's kind of an AU if we count Hydra in my comic project as canon)

Idris belongs to my friend Mango!

[darknymfa-art]

Sketched up some alien species for my Kelter setting (and to test my still-healing wrist). (Almost) all of these are first passes so things might get changed around. Plus most of them have non-human traits on the rest of their bodies too, I just stuck to their heads to get through more of them.

All eight of these guys are classified as near-humans in Kelter's setting, being not only descended from humans but also still bearing enough resemblance (genetically at least) to still be able to hybridize with humans (and most other near-humans). It's sci-fantasy, don't think about it too much.

[erigold13261]

Okay, so I think I have Ilia's casual/usual outfit all figured out. You've seen a few pictures of it already.

But I wanted to say a little fun fact about it! The reason his shoulders are exposed is for easy access for curses to get at! He willingly lets curses like Ko-Guy, Kurourushi, and Dagon eat away at his flesh whenever they need (he has them go to the other shoulder so he can heal the first one so he doesn't accidentally hit the curse with RCT).

[bacchuschucklefuck]

!! I love the way u draw his eyes and scars! it really adds to the sense of real physical presence riz got in ur piece. the texture of his hair is so excellent too!! and the rim lighting u chose for this is the perfect choice. works wonders with ur palette & highlights the glow elements & his eyes like nothing else

Hey @bacchuschucklefuck

I fucked with the sketch

This was actually so much fun and a really cool opportunity to get a glimpse into a different artist's process, specifically bc my sketches always end up super refined, and I build faces very differently. But I love this boy and came up with a sick drawing!

My background without Riz and the og sketch for anyone who wants to see

[evilminji]

Actually? You know what would be darkly hilarious?

If, when the GIW can't get ghosts declared both malicious AND non-sapient/sentient? They push for "dumb animals" instead.

Which is accepted. Ghosts are animals. Checks out, says scientists everywhere.

HOW "dumb"?

What? Says the GIW, mid-victory high fives. They did not expect a follow up question. They SHOULD have, as this is the SCIENTIFIC community and that is literally their job, but here we are.

How. "Dumb"? The scientists repeate slower. What methodology did you use? What is your sample size? Are their different sub-species? Is this dimension like ours? Is Ghost the equivalent to Mammal? It says here their are humanoid ones.

What IQ are we talking about here and HOW DID YOU TEST??

A goldfish, parrot, and dolphin are all animals. WILDLY different levels of intelligence. You can't treat them the same. Technically speaking, WE are animals.

The GIW does not like where this conversation is going. Tries to shut it down.

.......well NOW the scientists are both offended AND invested. How DARE you try to push faulty science and hide the Truth from them! They're gonna do their OWN studies! *picks up the phone and dials that one embarrassing spiritualist friend they had in college* Hey! You still think you can summon ghosts? I'll pay you to try it for Science!

And like? As a Ghost? It's degrading as hell. But ALSO these fuckos just Whoopsie'd you into having both protections under the law, since animal abuse IS illegal, AND just put the ENTIRE planets scientific community on their asses.... by accident.

So you take a deeeeeeep breath you don't even need. Remember you're doing this for the little ghost babies and fluffy ghost animals. And show up at a research facility like "yes, hello, I am Ghost. Here for you to poke and prod at. Please ask me to name the object on the flash card or whatever IQ tests do these days."

Should you HAVE to prove your own fucking sentience? No. But? You do it. You're even polite about it. Ask for a copy of the study they plan to publish so you can BEAT some mother fuckers with it. The scientists nod in understanding and use the BIG font for your copy so it'll hurt more.

They've been there.

And just? Shitty people getting what they wanted only to have it blow up in their faces?? I see all these angst "but what if they were declared ANIMALS" prompts and I just?? Are we talking PARROT or goldfish!? One has the average intelligence of about a human 4yr old and the other is a FISH! People get RIGHTFULLY furious when you treat INTELLIGENT animals badly.

And would, in fact, adapt pretty easy to discovering one of said animal has become HUMAN lvl intelligent. It's easy to grasp the idea of human intelligence lvl dolphin or monkeys. Maybe there was some mutated strain, maybe in uetro tampering. Who knows. But if I tried to sell you a human intelligent housefly? Gold fish? Lizard?

You wouldn't believe me. There is some kind of trick at play.

So if GHOSTS are seen as animals? Everyone nods and then later? Someone comes in TV and very excitedly informs you "we found INTELLIGENT LIFE amongst the ghosts!" You'd believe it. Probably be really excited by your conversation starter for the day. Get a taco and move on with your life.

But? Having to willing sit for a barrage of testing? Is going to suuuuuuck so bad. Poor Danny. SATs all over again. For HOURS. At multiple facilities, just to be CERTAIN it's not a one off. All because he not certain he can insure good behavior from other ghosts and This Is IMPORTANT. He ALSO can't be certain it's even SAFE.

Might be a trap.

But if he has to do it again and again and again? Mexico to Bavaria to China to the Maldives? If this is what it takes for the scientific community to bitchslap the GIW into ORBIT before the UN? Hand him that pencil.

He has no where more important to be.

@hdgnj @nerdpoe @mutable-manifestation @ailithnight @the-witchhunter

[theveryworstthing]

the last but not least of the june patreon prompts, SpaceDancer asked for a transmasc lawyer humanoid earwig and this is pretty much what it says on the tin.

"Have you been in a car wreck? Do you need out of an unfair, and frankly, impossible to survive contract with your "good neighbors"? Are you pretty sure you had a child but the memories of them and only them have been fading by the day ever since your birthmark reshaped itself into the outline of a cowbird? Do you want to sing the blues AND keep your soul? Well now you can rest easy, because your new fairy lawfather is on the case! The Golden Courts may call me a traitorous scourge who only escapes my deserved destruction through infuriating technicalities, but you can call me Eloh Pool, attorney at cross-veil law.

Lawful Good not doin' it for ya? Time to try the Lawful Best.™"

this is Eloh and he is an absolute menace. he was born in a less than savory part of the veil that's really big on deals and contracts, but instead of using his powers to settle down at a nice crossroads or wander around glamored to the gills looking for marks, he decided that loophole hunting was way more fun. there's just something about taking apart a deal with the devil that gives him a rush hustling mortals can't provide. also he gets paid. Like, Paid paid. clients usually pay with one small act or item that goes towards solving one of his other cases (much easier to source dealbreakers that way) but his opponents pay up big when they lose (mostly because none of them think they'll lose as the majority of them are gambling addicts used to rigging the game).

he's always on the lookout for a challenge and these deal makers love to brag, so if you entered some kind of supernatural deal and his card spontaneously shows up in your mailbox before it even goes into effect then you fucked up.

[minnaci]

ushijima wakatoshi x reader · nsfw · wc: 0.9k

a dragon's breeding season can be a long, hard course. luckily, ushijima's found a willing partner to take his eggs...

contents: dragon!ushijima, OVIPOSITION, monsterfucking, ushijima has two cocks, unrealistic sex, ushijima-typical bluntness, in-depth descriptions of egg-laying

reader details: they/them pronouns used. reader's body parts are described as "clit", "cervix", "womb", "entrance", and "hole". reader is called "little one".

a/n: super excited to present my last entry for @ficsforgaza's kinktober! i haven't written ushijima (or any hq characters) for a long while now, so thank you for the opportunity to stretch my wings and fly high again! i hope you enjoy!! <3

The thing they never warn you about having a dragon boyfriend is— well, to be concise: cock big. And there are two of them, besides.

Well, technically, only one of them is a true penis. The other one…

"Wakatoshi," you gasp, back arching. His fingers dig into the soft of your hips, claws filed down to a manageable length. Still, the dull pinpricks of pain are enough to make heat bloom under your skin.

Ushijima growls your name in response, low and rumbling. His chest heaves with exertion; a bead of sweat trails down the generous curve of his pecs. He sheathes himself deep inside of you, grinding his hips in the way he knows you like the most.

Dragon cocks are notoriously big. And, if Ushijima is to be believed, he's considered below average. Not that you doubt him. It's just hard to believe that he could be considered small in any universe when he's so deep inside of you that you can nearly feel him in your lungs.

His lower cock— or, his fertilizer, as he explained to you— is big, thick, and heavy. Even in his more humanoid form, it retains some of his more draconic features. Namely, the protruding ridges that never fail to bully your insides until you're a mindless, babbling mess.

His upper cock— the ovipositor— is impossibly bigger, thicker, and heavier. Now, it rests against your tummy, occasionally rubbing against your clit as Ushijima thrusts into you with deep, overwhelming strokes.

“I need you to cum.” His hips stutter, and he adjusts his angle before returning to his punishing pace. The change in position allows him to slip just a bit deeper, and you moan as the tip of his cock kisses your cervix. He takes the sound as an encouragement to grind harder. The deep ache resonates through your whole body, enhancing the pleasure so much that your vision goes white. “Cum, little one.”

Ushijima hardly gives you a choice. There’s nothing you can do but lie back and let the heat rage through you as he fucks you through your orgasm.

“Perfect,” he’s saying as you come back to yourself. “You should be ready now.”

The blissful haze of the afterglow fogs your mind, and a soft little whine slips from your lips as he pulls out. Distantly, you remember your discussions about his egg-laying season. He’d make you cum first to get you nice and loose, and then…

You whine again, and Ushijima pats a soothing hand over your flank. You’re so empty without him inside of you. The orgasm only served to stoke the flames of arousal in your core. Desperation claws at your ribs, and you writhe under Ushijima’s careful attention. You need him inside. You need him inside now.

“Patience,” Ushijima says. Despite his unflappable appearance, his hands tremble as he shifts, lining the tip of his ovipositor up against your entrance. “I’m coming in.”

He pushes forward in one smooth glide. Even with one orgasm under your belt, the sheer stretch almost has you cumming again.

"They’re here," he grunts, voice strained. Sure enough, there’s a bulge at the very base of his ovipositor. Your tummy flips with anticipation. "Brace yourself—"

He cuts himself off with a long, blissed-out moan. His hips rut against yours powerfully— once, twice— before he buries himself deep inside of you. The egg travels along the length of his ovipositor, and you both let out twin groans of pleasure as it slips out from his slit and settles against the mouth of your womb.

After the first egg is laid, it’s like the dam breaks. Ushijima’s ovipositor jerks and throbs as it spits egg after egg into your warm, willing hole. The growing stretch makes your tummy ache, sends your head spinning. You’re pretty sure you cum again, but you couldn’t be sure– the pleasure is overwhelming and unceasing in way that is indistinguishable from a constant orgasm.

Too soon, the insistent thrusts of Ushijima’s hips slow.

“Just one more,” he says, eyes trained at the place where your hole stretches around him. “I just have one left.”

“I wanna watch,” you say, blinking up at him through the fog of pleasure. Your stomach feels tight. There’s a slight swell to your belly that wasn’t there before. “Can I watch you lay the last one?”

To anyone else, the slight downturn of Ushijima’s lips wouldn’t be noticeable. To you, it’s a deep pout. Still, he acquiesces, pulling out with a lewd pop. The eggs shift around inside you, and you let out a long, loose moan.

“Eyes on me, then,” Ushijima says, wrapping a hand around his cock. “Don’t get distracted.”

Slowly, he strokes his ovipositor. He’s beautiful in his pleasure– a work of art. Your gaze flits over his face, drinking in the scrunch of his eyebrows, the way his jaw hangs slack after a particularly delicious twist of his wrist. A shudder travels down his spine, and you shiver in vicarious delight.

The last egg is a stubborn one. He fucks his fist, coaxing the egg through the sensitized channel of his ovipositor. Renewed sparks of lust burn in your core as you watch him tenderly milk his own cock. Finally, his slit stretches obscenely wide, and he lets loose an indulgent moan as he deposits the last egg onto the soft bedding between you.

“Beautiful,” you say, soft. His eyes snap to you.

“We’re not finished yet,” he says. “The eggs must be fertilized.”

Your hole pulses and the eggs jostle inside you, as if agreeing.

“Well, then,” you say, letting your thighs fall apart. His lower cock twitches with interest, and you swear you can see his balls throb. “You’d better get to it.”

tags: @interstellar-inn @houseofsolisoccasum @chigirisprincess @resibonin

[flamingpudding]

I'm back with a part 4 if you want to do it it's kind of more of a crack write I just need Klarion trying to explain the family tree

But not explaining how he was made at all So Young Justice and the Justice League are now convinced that a the Ghost King was a teenage parent who is now 27 years old and just passed college with a degree in astronomy and machinery

Klarion's other parent is a a crazy fruit loop 64 year old millionaire who went to college with Klarion's Mom parents who had an emotionally unhealthy obsession with his mom's mother and then it passed on to his mom.

And he has an older sister who is technicality a clone of his mom but also has the bastards DNA so fundamentally making Ellie Vlad Master and Mom's first born kid but there's six other siblings that Klarion had that died back a while back but Mom got granddad who's apparently the time lord AKA Cronos which is a whole another long story to go back in time and save those kids get them fixed up and now Klarion technicality has seven older siblings which all do their own things

And then he starts mentioning his uncle who is a 9 ft yeti his technicality auntie who is a medieval ghost princess who can turn into a dragon his auntie Pandora and his his grandfather cronos

My names for the six other clone children are Donald (he/him), Cecelia (they/she), Bartholomew(Them/They), Kyle AKA Bite(He/It), Brutus(He/They), and then there's Danna (She/Her) who actually really like the name Dan and asked Klarion if could have it when Klarion changed his name

Sorry if this is a little bit too much I've just really been thinking about au for this after the last part you made I hope this helps you with your writing or at least makes you laugh but I really love the idea of Danny's AKA somewhat clone children and finding their own personalities and and fighting themselves out of just being failed clone of their mom also I love the idea of Danny going back in time to save the rest of the clone kids cuz now he's a mature adult who wants to save their lives and wants them to grow into their own people.

(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

I probably did way to much research into all the fandoms I am in to see what I could tie into this... And yet this feels shorter than it should but I also currently lack the time to add more. But for now I hope this will be satisfactorily.

Also this family tree idea especially the part of saving the melted clones. LOVE IT!

So even though it took me a while! here is Part 4 you inspired! Thanks so much for the ask!

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"Dude, you are making us only curious!" Impulse spoke up as he sat down next to Klarion who had his head in his hands. "Like you and your mom can't just drop your family lore like that!"

The witch boy on the other hand looked up with narrowed eyes at the speedster. "What lore?"

"Let's see, the part that apparently a Vlad tried to kill your Grandpa to make friends several time. That your mom is 'ghost' adopted by the lord of time Cronos and Pandora, which makes us family too by the way, and that you have a sister that apparently is even crazier than what we got to know of your family so far." Wonder Girl counted off her fingers next to him grinning as she mentioned the part of probably being a part of his 'crazy' family too. Which hell yea, that sounded like a lot of fun to be explored she would have to talk with Wonder Woman about that as soon as possible.

"Also..." Red Robin added as he flipped through the photo album that apparently no one remembered he had. He was turning it around and pointed at a particular photo with a wild bunch of people in it that varied between more human and well... less humanoid people. One of them definitely was a Yeti and there was also what looked like living armor as well as Teekly (they knew that demon cat at least), a giant green dog and for some reasons there was a green aggressive looking Octopus in the background too. "...how are you related to a Yeti?"

"Hey that man there and those other teens in the picture actually have some resembles with you! Do you have older brothers too?" Superboy additionally asked as he moved around Red Robin to see the photo better pointing at a man that appeared to be in this late twenties, blue eyed, black haired and a little on the buffer side. If he didn't know any better and the fact that he should keep his mouth shut about their actual identities he would have jokingly asked Red Robin if his family would like to add more kids considering Klarions family apparently had a bunch of black haired blue eyed members too, judging by the photo at least.

"What are you talking about. That man is my mom and yes the others are actually my older brothers and that Yeti is uncle Frostbite who also happens to be the best medic in the Infinite Realms" The four teen heroes looked stunned at the picture and then back at the Ghost King that was smiling at them, still seated by the dinner table with their mentors. Who by the way were now perking up at the change of topic and the information they could gain with it, well Wonder Woman was more interested in the apparently extended family she had.

"Oh I remember we took this photo last year, it was such a hassle to get everyone into one place with them all being busy doing their own things." Danny mused for a moment, remembering fondly how he had to literally drag some of the kids home through a portal.

"It was more annoying than anything too since I was declared to be the youngest...." Klarion muttered also remembering that day not as fondly as his mother.

"Wait, wait, wait! That is a picture of your family? I need an explanation buddy!" Impulse cut in without shame, quickly removing the picture from the photo album to get a better look at it before holding it out to Klarion so he could explain all the individuals. "Plus why does your mom look soooo.... human?"

The witch boy on the other hand stared at him for a couple of seconds before looking over towards his mother as if waiting for something. After a moment the teen heroes as well as their mentors saw Danny nod with a little smile. "This dimension doesn't have the GIW so its fine, the Justice League Dark won't be a problem either, right?." Constantine flinched at the smile the Ghost King was giving him, muttering something under his breath as he had hoped his presence had been forgotten.

"Since mom is giving his okay...." Klarion mutter sitting crosslegged on the ground as he snatched the photo album from Red Robin and flipped through it. "Lets start with the easiest stuff to explain."

Danny chuckled noticing that not only the teen heroes but their mentors as well showed an interest. He choose to stay quiet letting the adults listen in on the kids, and if things went bad he would just ask Clockwork if they could revert time back to this moment and he would change his nod of permission to a shake of denial.

"Okay first of, this is my mom and his sister Jasmine, this is Danielle my older sister and that hulk with flaming white hair and blueish skin is me. That was before I got deaged because of destabilising." Klarion explained flipping to a photo of him, Danny, Jazz and Danielle. "Mom was around fifteen, Aunt Jazz about seventeen and Ellie should have been about a year old but she was aged up to twelve. They look human in this one because well they are. Mom was originally human and became what you call in this dimension a Meta through an accident."

"Wait... that would mean your mom... How could he have two kids at that age of fourteen? You look like an adult and your sister was aged up?" Wonder Girl couldn't help but ask as she looked from the photo and back to Danny at the dinner table again.

"That's cause Vlad was a fu-"

"Language Klarion!"

"Vlad was a fruitloop. That photo was taken shortly after Vlad and I sort of redeemed our selfs. Plus, mom didn't really have my sister and me willingly.... we were kind of forced upon him in a way." Klarion explained shrugging. "Old Man Vlad had an obsession with his mom that then turned on mom, which resulted in my oldest sister Danielle first. Actually, a lot of my elder siblings resulted from that, but they didn't survive it the first time, Mom got Old Man Clocks help to save them once he got used to being the Ghost King. I got added to the mix shortly after my sister, but... i wasn't in the best state of mind at first, kind of went through a redemption phase in which mom had to fix the timeline of our original home dimension, too."

Danny chuckled again at the disturbed looks the teens were giving his son as well as the looks their mentors sent him. He probably should correct Klarion's wording... but being one of the gremlins of his family he just smiled on, not commenting. He really understands now why Pops Clockwork liked watching the chaos he used to cause as teen, and still sometimes causes as adult.

"Klarion... how old is this Old Man Vlad?" Red Robin asked grimacing as his eyes under the mask flicked up to the Ghost King and then back to the witch boy both seemingly unbothered by the disturbing information they were sharing.

"In human years... probably around 67? You stop counting age at some point if your a halfa." Klarion shrugged, not noticing the grimaces of the teens around him. "Anyway, Ellie is sort of the first born. I came in after that, with my core being a mix of Mom and Vlad. Not DNA wise though since I came to be because of their ghost cores. That's why I look like that in this photo. Though human DNA wise I am probably now mostly Moms, we never bothered to ask the old man."

Danny muffled another chuckle, coughing as Superman sent him an incredulous look of shook while he felt Batmans burning gaze on him.

"You... mentioned more siblings?" Red Robin asked carefully sharing a look with his team, feeling like there was a whole lot of trauma in Klarions family he wasn't sure they should address or not. So asking after his siblings was probably, hopefully the safest option. They didn't know that while there was trauma in the witch boy's family it was not the kind they were imagining.

"Yea I got a bunch more brothers, Vlad was a evil crazy fuitloop, before he redeemed himself. They all kind of melted in one timeline but mom and Grandpa Clock found a way to save them." Klarion nodded flipping to another photo containing him, as he looked now, and all his siblings.

"So, Ellie you know about already. The one with the sunglasses and died hair is Bartholomew, second oldest. They made themselves a home in other dimension, barely at home cause he has to much fun messing with something called a 'Starstream' by being a 'Constellation' and throwing gold coins at 'Incarnations'. Don't ask me what that means, I barely pay attention when he gushes about his favorit 'Incarnation'. They spent like all their money and pocket money there. Aunt Jazz thinks he might develop a gambling addiction if we don't stop his spendings." The teen heroes eyed the teen that looked like a young adult grinning in the photo as the witch boy pointed at the one next to them. "The one with the vile is my elder brother Bite, most responsible one of this bunch. Mom even allowed him to take care of a couple of dimensions by taking the role of being their God of Death. I think he messed them up more than helped but he is doing a somewhat good job, even if he is sort of obsessed with making some red head his saint or something..."

"One of your sibs is a God?" Impulse gabbed and Klarion just blinked at him with a shrug. "My Grandfather is the ruler of Time, your point is? Wonder Girl is also related to a God of your dimension."

"Never mind him, moving on." A yelp resounded as Superboy pushed Impulse head down leaning in more to see the photo better. "You got one emo looking brother there!"

"Oh that's Yamikumo, he is like a year or two older than me right now, in human years. He barely got any of mom's powers so he choose to try to life a somewhat normal life but weirdly enough he choose a dimension that is ruled by people who have powers and abilities, you know like the Meta Humans of this dimension. Now that I think about it, he is also the only one who actually is studying on how to be a Hero."

"Do you end up fighting with him if he studies to be a hero?" Wonder Girl whisper asked him with a quick glance towards their mentors, to which Klarion shook his head. "As long as we leave the dimensions one of us choose to live in alone we usually don't fight about stuff like that, aside from the usual sibling fights that is. Then again I do have some siblings that like to make bets like who is better at ruling as demon lord, or who can safe a dying timeline quicker."

Danny chuckled again as he watched the kids, Klarion had definitely caused some misunderstandings with his wording. Then again it wasn't like Klarion said anything that wasn't true, but then again his son loved chaos. So there was a suspicion that Klarion intentionally choose the way he worded the explanation about how he and Ellie came to be as well as the rest of siblings.

"So....." Superman slowly started wondering how he should bring up the topic. "...you became a mom at 14?"

"Say Danny is there a way for me to meet this Vlad? You know since we are family." Wonder Woman also asked smiling in a certain way that reminded Danny of Valerie when she was mad but didn't want to show right away how mad she was, to which the Ghost King on reflex could do nothing but gulp for a moment. Not noticing that a green post it note appeared on the table before him.