The Curse Of Hope
_
Danny is in another universe. He had a reason, but he doesn��t remember anymore. He can only stare, horrified and disgusted, at the sickest city spirit he’s ever seen. Shivering and swaying with every step, core exposed, and ectoplasm leaking from wounds that are decades old. A ratty blanket was thrown over their shoulders, barely hiding the spirit’s pale grey skin and protruding black bones.
The spirit didn’t even sense him until he reached out to touch its wispy shoulders. The spirit flinched, clutching at the dozens of trinkets hanging from their neck and tucking in on themselves like they were expecting a blow.
“Oh, shit,” He swore, floating back a few feet, hands in the air, to show he meant no harm. “I’m sorry. I promise, I’m not here to steal from you.” The spirit shivered again and rolled a pearl necklace in between their fingers. A nervous habit. “Uh, I like that pocket watch? It’s very nice.”
That got their attention. They peeked at Danny, and he saw that more tattered cloth was covering their eyes, blending in with the stringy hair that reached the ground. Their blanket fluttered weakly, revealing hundreds of thousands of tiny marks etched into their skin. Scars, really. Scars that wrote out curse after curse onto the spirit’s very being. They burned with evil intent, and even reached inside the spirit’s body and wrapped around their core.
Occasionally, blinding specks of color raced across their body, temporarily erasing the writing, but it always returned quickly. He watched, a little detached, as one particular line rewrote itself across their rough forearm, drawing fresh ectoplasm like someone was writing it with a thin knife.
“Are you…alright?” Danny stuttered. A stupid question.
The spirit cocked its head. He couldn’t see their eyes, but he felt their burning gaze as they pondered the question.
“The pain of others becomes mine own.” They rasped. “The lights of the city dim as rotten wealth clogs mine veins. Magicks long forgotten have eaten mine skins, pulled mine cloak, and darkened mine skies. Helios has refused to grace mine doorstep, and the seasons of the Earth have revoked their kindness.”
Danny held his breath. It felt like he was the one with the exposed core, not the spirit.
The spirit shivered once more. “Tell mine soul, little lamb. How could this Forsaken City know peace, when it was long since ripped from mine hands?”
Shit, he needed Frostbite. And maybe Clockwork. Now.
-Or-
Danny meets the spirit of Gotham City. The villains and rogues that have plagued the city for decades are literal curses that are taking quite the toll on Gotham, and honestly, Danny isn’t sure how much longer they can hold out. The heroes seem to be doing some help, and are probably the reason Gotham made it this far, but the poor city needs help from the Realms if they want to get better.
Luckily, Danny can provide that help.
But only if he could get Gotham to leave their city behind. Because recovery is going to take a very long time.
427 notes
·
View notes
when it came to people changing character’s appearances in fanart i was like cool you do you i’ll stick to cannon appearances myself, but i’m trying to draw more than just kesline and why does everyone dang character in this series look the same. like i didn’t realize it while writing because i was writing not trying to draw them but like
3 out of the four good mothers in this series are some kinda red head, the only person in the main cast who has curly hair is Stina (which i didn’t realize because i’ve been imagining Biana with curls this whole time), like where’s the variety
basically i get it and i’ll start doing it myself
15 notes
·
View notes
For those that play Dragon City, I have been dragged back into that game by a friend because they're raving about the Wizard's Hollow event character. Yk, that Wizard that steals your stuff. Well, I might've written a whole story about that guy. I literally gave the dude a whole backstory and everything. And I don't regret it. I call him Dave Johnson because Dave is a white af name and my friend and I thought it was funny.
DEE IS A KRIS-CORE (Deltarune) READER INSERT CHARACTER BTW. The name Dee M. is just DM = Dragon Master, because in the story, Dee refuses to say their real name.
I have even more doodles but they're very out of context because they're story related. And it's a strangely long story?? I literally made a whole magic system for wixen and Dragons in the Dragon City universe for the sole purpose of writing a story for a singular NPC the devs are probably gonna get rid of soon..
Dragon City really went out there and made a human character that they're just gonna discard. Smh.
5 notes
·
View notes
so my car got hit and the people were nice enough to actually stay and tell me that they hit my car
anyway my car is being claimed as a total loss now and I’m just so upset, stressed, and frustrated at everything
everything from why I live in car-dystopia, to my family’s unhelpful suggestions, to the delay this has caused in everything else in my life... and yes, of course the financial burden
so you know what I go and do? I shut down go to sleep and cry a fuck ton because that solves problems
tomorrow I’m going to have to drag myself up by the bootstraps and actually deal with it because I have to be an adult
4 notes
·
View notes