#when I first saw that was a ship name for them

[mystycalypso]

Here they are everyone! I'm gonna try and keep explanations brief on their lore for you guys, but still understandable why they look/are like that (THIS IS THE LAST TIME I REDO MY DND CHARACTER I PROMISE.)

Also, this is like- the first time you guy'll see my regular art style with these characters so that's cool

Victor Venomous

Race: Vampire/Kitsune

Age in species years: 40

Class: Warlock (Necromancer)

Once a great general, a mission went awry. Their ship was captured and taken to a POW camp. The suffering he underwent in attempts to gain information left him a changed and scarred man. (literally and figuratively). After he and his few remaining men were rescued, he was dishonorably discharged.

Disfigured and hated in a kingdom that once saw him as beloved, he used the shapeshifting abilities of his kitsune half whenever he went out into the world. But over time, he couldn't stand to be his old self even in the comfort of his home. He's held this form for so long that he's forgotten the man he once was, and his abilities have become more animalistic in nature. He is often taking the form of a snake when he's unstable. Attempting to cover the scarring and disfigurement from his injuries has also caused an odd purple discolouration in his skin that he cannot control.

He's considered to have a few screws loose at best (especially when discussing his childhood visions of another kitsune, a species that people didn't even know existed before himself) and completely insane at worse, (most often because he enjoys the anti vampire propaganda that is spread and even leans into it, just because he likes the idea of being the enemy's villain)

Fink Venomous

Race: (homebrewed) Dark Elf

Age in species years: 11

From the day she could walk, Fink was being trained as a mercenary for the Elven army. People were less suspecting of children running around, and wouldn't notice eavesdropping as easily, among other things.

She was on the same island as Venomous when the rescue occurred, attempting an escape herself. Venomous insisted that they take her back with them despite the crews hesitation and practically adopted her on the spot. From that day on, she's considered herself indepted to him and acts like his personal bodyguard. Although the mittens she was given to stop her from flipping off enemies and potentially getting them killed don't help with holding daggers.

She fully knows he's not exactly the most stable adult to follow around, but at the very least, he's interesting and lets her have sweets, not to mention he's not nearly as weird as his "weapons" dealer.

John Boxman

Race: Half goblin half....human(???)

Age in species years: 45

No one knows exactly where Boxman came from or how he became the way he is. But nowadays, he spends his time as a traveling grave robber. Necromancy is usually a very careful practice. After all, any revived body is doomed to the underworld, meaning in kingdoms that use it as a mainstay, especially its limited to certain species who volunteer and criminals. But not everyone can apply for those weapons anymore, especially not disgraced generals being forced to adventure for the good of the world. And thus, Boxman makes his money.

He seems to "admire" Venomous, and does his best to make sure he always has a body to use in battle. Although how he manages to show up only when needed is a mystery to everyone.

He enjoys naming the bodies he takes, although never based on their former selves. Rather, he has a handful of names and personalities he cycles through and will not hesitate to tell his client about them. "Be careful with Ernesto. He's not as used to fighting, yknow." "Oh, don't mind Shannon, you know how teenagers are," and so on. Venomous doesn't mind his madness, as long as it doesn't affect the quality of his weapons. He doesn't like to admit it, but he admires a lot about Boxman and his work ethic, and wouldn't know what to do without his supplying.

[cjsmalley]

Krypton Still Exists:

Danny and Danielle led the contingent through the Infinite Realms, dodging and dancing around floating isles and islands and doors.

“We’re getting close,” Danny spoke into his earpiece.

Sam, driving the speeder with the elder Kents and Lois, picked up the radio’s microphone and replied, “Copy that. Will start hailing, over.”

“Hailing who, dear?” Martha asked politely as Sam began doing just that.

“Our hosts for the day,” came the cryptic answer, before she called in, “This is Fenton Speeder Mark 13 calling the northern landing strip as promised. This is Ghost Queen. Does anyone read me?”

The radio stuttered to life, “This’s the northern landing strip as agreed upon, you are clear to land your delegation, Ghost Queen. Over.”

“Affirmative,” Sam said just a globe, no, a planet came into view, dwarfing everything around it.

Supergirl froze, “That—how can that—”

“Kal-El, Kon-El, Jon-El, Chris-El, Kara Zor-El, Kents, Missus Lane-Kent,” Danny said, through his earpiece and into the Realms as everyone paused their journey, “Welcome to the Shadow of Krypton…it…the final destruction was so violent it became a…ghost…a Shadow. At least half of everyone who were on the planet remained as ghosts…including Jor-El and Lara Van-El.”

“Oh lord,” Jonathan said from the speeder, wonder and horror and grief in his voice.

They came in for a landing, descending through the false atmosphere and slowing as they gently took a right angle to land on what seemed to be an airport landing strip.

Those that flew landed with them, dotted around the speeder.

The humans exited the speeder just as a group of Kryptonian ghosts walked up to them.

Kara started running towards two, shouting, “Uncle Jor, Aunt Lara!”

The couple, Clark’s biological parents no less, went to their niece as Clark and his family stared in horrified awe.

Kara embraced the two before dragging them towards Clark, “Come, Kal lived!”

Clark cleared his throat and whimpered, “Mother? Father?”

The couple froze, taking in their adult son. Their adult living son.

Kal-El survived.

And apparently thrived.

Lara broke first, lunging at her son and hanging off him in a hug which Clark warmly though stiffly returned. He was keenly aware that he may be much stronger than her, on account of having grown up under Earth’s yellow sun. Even if she was a ghost.

She pulled back, gazing at his face, “My son. Oh, my son.”

“Mother.” Clark spoke, rough with emotions he couldn’t name before turning and beckoning the rest of the family and introducing them as his father—dear Rao, that was Jor-El!—joined them.

“Thank you,” Lara sounded close to tears as she clutched Martha’s hands tightly, “thank you so much—I—we had prayed.”

Martha smiled knowingly and patted her hand, “We love Clark—Kal—as our own, dear. No worries about that. I will admit we were a bit worried when his powers came in but we weren’t going abandon him. We figured he came from the stars, his little ship wasn’t like anything we’d ever seen, and that he might be different but he’s our boy.”

And Lara finally cried, in gratitude.

Jor-El was meeting his grandchildren, disgusted by their origins—what a grave violation, and how dare that alternate version of his son abandon them—but no less doting and loving, as well as his son’s human wife.

They had just recently married and this was the King and Queen’s wedding gift; Lois was herself as she met her dead in-laws, peppering Jor-El with questions where another human may have been quiet and guarded.

Jor and Lara lead the visiting party off the airstrip slowly as everyone talked and mingled, before introducing them to the other ghosts they had brought, members of the Science Council, the ruling body of Krypton.

The living (and half-dead) delegation was led into a great hall, filled with more Kryptonian ghosts.

“Dad, Mom!” Kara screamed out as she saw her parents’ ghosts and dove for them; Zor-El and Alura In-Ze opening their arms for their daughter.

Jonathan and Martha were welcomed enthusiastically and yet warmly, being hailed as Saviors of the Last Son of Krypton. They may have been primitive compared to the Kryptonians, but they had loved and raised Kal-El as their own and were fostering Kara Zor-El.

Even Kon and Jon were welcomed warmly, despite the torrid history of cloning on Krypton because every living Kryptonian was a miracle now, a chance at a new Krypton one day in the far-flung future. Doubtless if circumstances had been different then their welcome would not have been so warm and inviting; possibly, there were already bigots meeting them, but they had the good graces to keep their opinions to themselves.

Chris was able to meet with his biological family as well, cousins of Zod, learning his own birthname, Lor-Zod. The eight-year-old was, again, seen as hope given form, a living Kryptonian was a living Kryptonian whatever his lineage.

Once the meet and greets were done, the visitors were introduced to the Shadow of Krypton herself; oh, she was beautiful, even with the scars of her destruction.

Clark and his family were escorted to what should have been his childhood home even as his biological parents explained that his little rocket ship, his lifeboat, had been purposely yet desperately built those last days.

“Jor wanted me to join you, my son,” Lara admitted to Kal—to Clark, “but the bigger design would have taken longer to build…there was no time. Please, do not think we willfully abandoned you to luck and the whims of space.”

Clark embraced her again, “Mother, Father, thank you. When I was younger, before Ma and Pa told me just how they found me, I had assumed I was abandoned to their farm by some irresponsible or scared teenagers. I always knew my birthparents loved me. They left me somewhere I’d be found. I knew you loved me.  Don’t think for a moment I didn’t. You two gave me life, twice over. I’ll never hate you. In fact, I’ll visit here as often as allowed.”

“You may visit three times an Earth year, Clark,” Danny spoke up, from where he had sat down quietly with Sam, “for up to a week each time. But you must remember you live, they don’t. Unfortunately, they can’t visit you. Smallville and Metropolis just doesn’t have the ectoplasm to support them.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty,” chorused everyone with gratitude.

Robots whirled to life and began working, one entering the kitchen and making some kind of tea or similar beverage.

It brought out tea for everyone.

“Thank you.” Martha thanked the robot.

The robot paused, “I do not know your identification. You are not of the El House.”

“Computer,” Jor spoke up, loud and level and clear, “scan for living lifeforms.”

“Scan completed. Three Kryptonians, two Kryptonian hybrids, six unknown beings,” a computerized voice rang out from nowhere and everywhere.

“Martha Kent, please stand up,” Jor instructed and she did as bid, slightly startled as she was scanned by something.

“Unknown being with female characteristics,” said the voice.

“Computer, new profile,” Jor said, “species, human, gender, female. Origin, Terra. Name, Martha Kent. She is an El.”

“Profile created. Welcome Martha Kent-El.”

Every one of the visitors were scanned, new profiles created and all declared to be of the House of El. Kal’s profile was updated, as was Kara’s.

“Error,” the computer rang out when it came to Danny and Danielle, “error, cannot make new profiles. Will update profiles for Dan-El and Dan-i-El. Error. Age exceeds maximum allowance. Error—”

“Override.” Lara snapped, “Update profiles for all El members as needed. Ignore age allowance.”

“…Override accepted. Profiles updated. Welcome back Dan-El and Dan-i-El.”

“Clockwork,” the two Royal ghosts muttered before explaining to everyone, “sometimes the God of Time sends us on missions to the past or future…”

Danny took over, “If we’re already in your system then we must go back to Krypton before its’ destruction. Possibly far back.”

There was a pause before Lara spoke up again, “Computer. Disregard age allowances for Dan-El and Dan-i-El from this moment forward.”

“Affirmative.”

Danielle had floated up, obviously thinking, “Computer? Can you show me the blueprints—the schematics—for Kal-El’s escape pod?”

“Affirmative.”

And the blueprints showed as three-dimensional holograms…

“Dad, this looks like FentonWorks work…?” she said consideringly, and Danny floated beside her, studying the schematics intently.

“Where…did you get these?” he finally voiced.

“They appeared in the system, Your Majesty,” Jor answered, “they were useable and so we did use them. Of course, we changed some things however, as they were very primitive…?”

“There’s Grandma Maddie’s signature,” Danielle pointed out some almost indecipherable text.

“What’re you saying, guys?” Lois questioned.

“The tech they based Clark’s ship on,” Danny smiled, “it’s Fenton tech. If we’re right, this must be what Clockwork sends us to do. Log the prints into the system…but why would it recognize us as Els?”

“Perhaps you do something of great importance for the House,” Lara offered, “it has…not been unknown for outsiders to be adopted into the great Houses as thanks for some work or other. It is rare but it has happened. Fenton is your…living surname?”

“Yeah,” Danny nodded, “Mom and Dad are…inventors…engineers that use ectoplasm as an energy source. They used to be very unethical about harvesting it but they’re better now.”

“We could not replicate the energy source demanded by the schematics,” Jor admitted, “we had to create one of our own.”

“Yeah, if you don’t know the source of the energy, it could be tricky,” Danny agreed, drumming his fingers on his bicep as he crossed his arms thoughtfully, “what did you use?”

“Stasis and a star drive,” Jor explained, “he would have awoken when the hatch was opened on Terra.”

“But still,” Danny mumbled, “how did he get from here to Earth; they’re very far…Clockwork…!”

“You think Clockwork might’ve opened a wormhole or portal somewhere between the two planets?” Sam asked.

“Must have,” Danny nodded, “how many times has Clark—as Superman—saved lives or his entire Earth? He’s one of the three leaders of the Justice League and he lands in Kansas of all places? Why not Gotham or Russia or the Artic? Or Mars? No, he lands right in front of some childless couple who really want a baby. In Kansas. Right where he can blend in. It had to have already been possible, Clockwork just nudges odds, tugs threads. Even he can’t invent a new timeline wholesale.”

“We were hoping he would land on Terra,” Jor explained, “precisely because it is so much like Krypton. That he could ‘blend in’ as you said. And the star drive should have been capable of bringing him there.”

“So, Grandfather meddled,” Danielle nodded to herself.

“If this god of yours meddled,” Jor began angrily.

But the Queen stopped him, “As Danny said, Clockwork can’t just…invent time. Everything lives and everything dies, Jor-El. Even civilizations and planets. Your people are responsible for it, the end of Krypton. Had they listened to you, evacuated the people, even just the elite—”

“Krypton would still live,” Jor slumped in his seat and his wife supported some of his weight, “why did we…reform here? Why us and not our neighbors?”

“Krypton’s death was violent, horrific,” Danny spoke softly, “drawn out. Those earthquakes were her death throes and still your people lived, unknowing or uncaring. That is enough to cause a Shadow to form. As for why some people became ghosts? We don’t know. Unfinished business, died too suddenly, too violently. Some people are just ready to go when the end comes, even a violent sudden end. Some are not. You, Jor and Lara, had unfinished business—”

“Me?” Clark spoke up.

“Yes. Their last minutes, seconds, very thoughts were for and about you, Clark.” Jonathan said knowingly, holding his wife to him.

“We can understand that,” Martha added, hand cupping her husband’s, “every time the world—Earth, Terra—nearly ends, all your Pa and I can think of is you and the boys. It’ll be our last thoughts. You and everyone. Even if we die peacefully in our sleep.”

Clark smiled gently because he understood and thanked his lucky stars that he had had two sets of parents that loved him so deeply.

They stayed a week, Danny and Sam had packed the essentials for living people, and explored Krypton, explored the Kryptonian culture.

But then their week was up and they had to say goodbye.

Everyone was tearful as they did so, even though they now had Krypton’s coordinates within the Realms and could portal onto the Shadow.

With some last goodbyes, and promises to visit again, the living and half-dead left via portal to the Palace.

Clark and his family would keep those promises religiously.

Wished Away 10

A Mother-Daughter Talk:

“When I first started a relationship with the Doctor,” Rose began, watching the man in question play with her little brother, their pseudo-daughter, and their actual daughter, “a real one, more than whatever the hell we were doin’ before, he warned me. No kids.”

Jackie gasped, “You mean he didn’t want a—?”

Rose gave a bitter laugh, “No, like, literally. We couldn’t have kids. Too different, genetic wise. He’d need another Time Lord or Lady, that’s what the women were called, Time Ladies, ta…Loom a kid with. He may have the parts, Mum, an’ be able ta use ‘em, but they didn’t make or carry babies like humans do. The babies were…best translation is ‘woven together’ by machines out of two separate DNA sources. Then they were given over ta professionals—like foster-parents almost. Nobody raised their own kids… He isn’t even sure how exactly his granddaughter was related ta him, just that she wasn’t a daughter but was a direct descendant.”

Jackie was gaping at her daughter.

“Not even Bad Wolf makes us compatible, even if we had a Loom. “Cause he’s shootin’ blanks…an’…’m sterile too now…”

“Rose!”

“I don’t…my eggs might still be good, but I don’t ovulate or get monthlies anymore,” Rose explained, “’m frozen, exactly how I was when Bad Wolf took me. Nothing ‘bout me can change permanently. I don’t even scar. Haven’t had to cut or dye my hair since then either. My nails don’t grow. I wasn’t ovulatin’ or bleedin’ so I don’t anymore. I never will again.”

“Oh, Rose…”

“I’d do it again,” Rose assured her mother firmly, “even if ya went back an’ warned me ‘bout all this. I’d’ve taken any help I could to save him…We’re lucky Bad Wolf’s so benevolent. She could stuff me inside my own head permanently an’ there’d be nothin’ we could do ‘bout it. Not even the Doctor.”

“Rose…what did you do?” Jackie whispered shakily, “When you first met Bad Wolf?”

“I don’t remember,” Rose admitted, “Bad Wolf says I traded my life for the Doctor’s—Jack’s only alive cause she was feeling nice—the mortal life an’ death ahead of me. All my possible futures as a mortal human woman, gone. I had one thought, Mum; the Doctor. I had ta get back ta him. Didn’t care ‘bout anythin’ else. Apparently, Clockwork says we’re literal soulmates. I’d’ve survived his death but I would—either grieve for the rest of my life or gone absolutely crazy,” Rose smiled sadly, “an’ I woulda…I didn’t have a kid ta hold on for.”

“Me an’ Pete…?”

“Soulmates, or Bad Wolf says; both of them. Just like Pete here lost his Jackie, you lost your Pete. An’ it was some major meddling for you two ta meet,” Rose’s smile turned brighter, “between you an’ me? Think Bad Wolf had a hand in that somewhere.”

Jackie nodded faintly, before questioning, “What ‘bout Jenny? If you an’ he aren’t compatible then how…?”

“We’re not sure,” Rose shrugged, “after her physical, after we got her home, the Doctor took samples; she belongs ta both of us but we’re both still incompatible an’ sterile. Then he took more samples from her; she’s genetically sound, everythin’ matches up where it should. Time Lord DNA’s doin’ the heavy-liftin’, but she registers as partly human too. Bad Wolf’s not talkin’. Neither is Clockwork.”

Jackie gave a slightly hysterical laugh, “Rose, if you told me years ago that aliens were real I’d’ve thought you drunk! Now here we are, talkin’ about gods an’ immortality! While your alien husband—”

“He’s not my husband,” Rose murmured, an old argument she didn’t really believe anymore.

“Uh-huh—as I was saying, your alien husband plays with your little brother, the girl cloned off you both, an’ the girl you accidentally kidnapped.”

Rose smiled again, lovingly as she looked to her family out on the front lawn of Tyler Mansion.

They had come a long way from Hendriks’ basement.

[nothesunisadeadlylazer]

Bruh I've going crazy for these two. Anyway silly art based on the head canon that when Logan is finally happy and at peace he puts on a little weight and I (also really like boobs) love that so much 🥺🥺🥰🥰

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 167

Honestly, Danny is having such a good time right now. He gets to travel with Ellie, explore space, just have fun. Plus his secondary protector-instincts are having soothed despite him not technically doing any hero-ing anymore. Really his sister had the right idea when she decided she wanted to become a doctor, this is honestly a blast.

And if someone does end up passing away, well, Ellie is always happy to help soothe their spirit and guide them to the Realms where they can reach their respective afterlife. Or become a ghost. 

They are completely oblivious to the fact that there are now legends and entire temples dedicated to them now. Apparently accidental ascension is in fact a thing, as Dan later laughs at them about. 

[durudurururu]

I was just existing™ and I got an idea:

Wars, Sky, and Four bonding over finding (some) of their villains hot.

Time would be included with Time/Dark but he is currently married so not today. Maybe Wars/Dark instead? Or I could just make them have an open relationship of sorts Ig.

Outside of Link/Ganondorf (which includes most of the chain outside of Four, Wind, and TECHNICALLY Sky but Demise is basically Ganondorf), Sky/Ghirahim, Wars/Volga or Wars/Ghirahim (Cia/Wars is mostly written in a not ship way so excluding it), and Four/Shadow AKA Vio/Shadow is the most popular villain ships.

...So why not have them be gremlins over it?

Four: I'm married to someone who tried to kill me a lot, and who burned down a village with no remorse.

Time: Why would you date someone so evil?

Sky: I wish I could date the guy who kidnapped my Zelda and managed to revive Demise...

Time: ...Are you two possesed? And aren't you in a relationship with Sun already?

Warriors: I wish I could kiss the man who gave me a permanent burn mark on my hand and that worked with the woman that I still have nightmares of.

Time: ...Never mind.

[vladdyissues]

Not gonna lie, I think they'd be a super cute couple

[deus-ex-mona]

so true of hw to have a fan of lxl appear in an mv before lxl even had their official mv debut tbh

[sometimesmaybespoof]

Here's some fairly week or 2 ago krug sketches :3

I'm gonna @ some people cuz i mentioned them here and I think I would like them to know that I mentioned them ^^

@cult-rangoons @varm1t

[lucifer-kane]

idk if I'll draw this but I just had the visual of a two piece thing of Warren stealing a cigarette out of Gordon's pack while he's not around and the guy hasn't smoked since he was sixteen. He takes one drag and starts coughing up a lung and Gordon finds him and absolutely dunks on him for it

[good-enemy]

Finally started watching severance, I'm a few episodes in and I have several questions, first off why does Helly only seem to own 1 pair of shoes

[bmpmp3]

why does everything i get really into always end up being so god damn niche. by the year 2035 i am going to be blogging exclusively about the interpersonal relationships between the pillbugs and snails hiding underneath the bricks lining the flowerbeds in my parent's garden.

[scorpiusmalfoylovesoscarwilde]

I KEEP GETTING RECOMMENDED SO MANY DRAMIONE TWEETS HELP

I don't understand where they're all cOMING FROOMM why do they all HATE ASTORIA WHAT DID MY GIRL DO TO YALL BFFR LEAVE HER ALONE 🗣🗣

[toobittoquit]

100% same energy

[aria0fgold]

HI! Sorry to bother you. BUT I NEED TO TALK ABOUT YOUR AMV. FIRST OF ALL, IT'S AMAZING.

What exactly were you thinking when you were making it?

Because Joker seemed to be between loving and hating Kaito. One moment he was killing him and the next, ***so sigh*** in love.

I'm interested in any fun facts you'd like to share.

I'M A SHIPPER FOR THE JOKER? KAIJOKER? I have no idea what that would be called, but yeah.

Okay, just to be clear, I love your AMV and I think it's great.

No bothers received at all! Thank you so much :D EEEEEEEEEE I'm so happy you like it! Truth be told anon, all I thought bout when making it was: "I need them to interact in any way I can." but somehow-- along the way-- I noticed that there was an accidental story to it that sure fits the song! So I went to roll with it.

At first I only wanted them to fight Once which would kickstart the "loop." But well... I accidentally made them fight again so that idea went down the drain. (I didn't mean to make it seem as if KID sent shadows to Akira but I reaaally liked the timing of the gunshots so...)

But for a more coherent story of what I think it is... It's Partially following what I've planned for Kaito's Palace in my mkp5 AU (but I see the AMV as a timeloop au to it). KID helping Joker and the two gaining a sort of camaraderie but Stuff happened and Joker ended up fighting with KID which resulted in the latter getting injured Badly. BUT! Timeloop nexus be upon them!

The next time the timeloop reset Akira is aware of it now! And decides to seek out KID's real identity, Kaito. So the two got to bond as Akira and Kaito now instead of as KID and Joker. But there's still the problem of their fates being tied to a repetitive dance with no end in sight. It's also during then that Akira found out what really happened to Kaito which caused him to turn against Akira (Mind control-ish moment. I say -ish cuz I see that moment as more so Kaito getting trapped in a nightmare dimension and he sees EVERYONE as a threat out to get him so he immediately fights back).

And so the two end up fighting again, the lil moments where Akira is with Kaito (and not KID) are flashbacks of the time they were together (I wanted to put a sepia-like filter on those but I didn't like how it looked oh well). Akira desperately wants to get Kaito to snap outta it but seeing him hurt again was too much so sprinkler time! BUT! LUCKILY! Kaito regains his senses yaaay! So now the two got to be lovey dovey as much as they can. With KID having a less threatening and mysterious air to him in the end parts, Akira attending the heists looking so happy and relieved. Kaito, while dressed as KID even set off fireworks for Akira :3 So it's a happy ending!

[viktorarcanedeservesbetter]

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[vinnie2757]

Finished god of war last night and I need to do the Valkyrie side quest even though I know there won't be any more story to it really, but man what a good game I really enjoyed that I was yelling at the screen