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....I have...a mighty mighty need to draw and write out a cowboy au...

I have the outfits ready and the story line is just full of notes...but it's there...would anyone like to hear the ramblings of such brain rot?

I really wanna write and draw about cowboys!!

#ALJSLSJAK #SO EXCITED #O CANT WAIT TO SE #it! #also starting is the hardest and writing is the worst!!! I wish you the best of luck my friend I amSO EXCITED HEHEHEHHEH #ALLDEJDAKCADJCKAECK #ZHHHH #!! #reblog #Cowboys #<3

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(apologies for the very sketchy look, I'm in a bit of a rush)

"Hello hello! My name is Kra (@gascansposts ) and word has spread around about you Mr. Lecroux, the boss of Carnival Lecroux for those who aren't in the know, having a ghosty child!"

*Kra looks towards the ghostly apparition of the croc child*

"and why hello there! Is there anything that you or your guardian would like to say to Realms News? Yes we are on live TV so please try to keep it clean for the little ears listening!"

( @opheliajupiter99 if you'd like to jump in feel free!)

Well, whatta do there, miss! You’ve heard right, ‘cause of some uh… let’s call ‘em magicks from beyond, I’ve been made the papa of Magnolia here!

*He wraps an arm around Magnolia’s shoulder, a beaming, proud smile on his face.*

An’ I care for her with all my heart.

Y’ got anything to say to the nice reporter lady, Magnolia?

#AHHHH BABY GIRL IM SO SORRY #AHHHH #reblog #*face in hands* #🎩 👒 #ask a gator #the news reporter saga #posts from the carnivale #ouaw

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Laios and Senshi, protectors of the sapphic girls

#aljskxjka #am #YEAH HAHA #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #senshi #laios #laios touden #marcille #farin #reblog #I got into delicious in dungeon #so…. expect some stuff from it

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"Oh wow magicks? That's very interesting! And to you Magnolia I think that your doing great so far! Now if you don't mind I'm going to ask some questions! Of course nothing too crazy, just to get to know you! Feel free to not answer if you so choose."

*Kra takes out a small notebook with some scribbles on it. Whatever is on there is barely legible, if the scribbles are even words*

"well let's see here.... some questions from our lovely viewers are: What's your favorite flower? Do you have a favorite color? What is your favorite animal? And who would you say is your favorite uncle/aunt?"

*they lean the microphone closer to Magnolia and Kremy in an invitation to speak*

(apologies for the very sketchy look, I'm in a bit of a rush)

"Hello hello! My name is Kra (@gascansposts ) and word has spread around about you Mr. Lecroux, the boss of Carnival Lecroux for those who aren't in the know, having a ghosty child!"

*Kra looks towards the ghostly apparition of the croc child*

"and why hello there! Is there anything that you or your guardian would like to say to Realms News? Yes we are on live TV so please try to keep it clean for the little ears listening!"

( @opheliajupiter99 if you'd like to jump in feel free!)

Well, whatta do there, miss! You’ve heard right, ‘cause of some uh… let’s call ‘em magicks from beyond, I’ve been made the papa of Magnolia here!

*He wraps an arm around Magnolia’s shoulder, a beaming, proud smile on his face.*

An’ I care for her with all my heart.

Y’ got anything to say to the nice reporter lady, Magnolia?

#lKajsj #yeah haha #and a thank you for the compliment! #i need to draw kremy more often hes so fun #and maynolia too!! #gosh so many #reblog #the news reporter saga #🎩 👒 #ask a gator #posts from the carnivale #ouaw #kremy lecroux #ouaw magnolia

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(apologies for the very sketchy look, I'm in a bit of a rush)

"Hello hello! My name is Kra (@gascansposts ) and word has spread around about you Mr. Lecroux, the boss of Carnival Lecroux for those who aren't in the know, having a ghosty child!"

*Kra looks towards the ghostly apparition of the croc child*

"and why hello there! Is there anything that you or your guardian would like to say to Realms News? Yes we are on live TV so please try to keep it clean for the little ears listening!"

( @opheliajupiter99 if you'd like to jump in feel free!)

Well, whatta do there, miss! You’ve heard right, ‘cause of some uh… let’s call ‘em magicks from beyond, I’ve been made the papa of Magnolia here!

*He wraps an arm around Magnolia’s shoulder, a beaming, proud smile on his face.*

An’ I care for her with all my heart.

Y’ got anything to say to the nice reporter lady, Magnolia?

#LAJSKAJAK ITS FINE #i know you have a lot of asks and stuff so totally understandable haha #reblog #posts from the carnivale #🎩 👒 #ask a gator #ouaw #kremy lecroux

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Super quick Fem!Gideon for y’all

(I swear I’m capable of things other than doodles but I’m just so busy 😭)

Gideon is just the best in all shapes and forms istg.

#no no friend it’s okay haha #I just think women are pretty sometimes #reblog #also totally valid I just have a thing for muscles I think #but like #in an aesthetic way yknow?? #anyways I’m rambling I hope you know that you are not a jerk and that it’s totally fine to not feel the same way #KAJSKJSJ a

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Super quick Fem!Gideon for y’all

(I swear I’m capable of things other than doodles but I’m just so busy 😭)

Gideon is just the best in all shapes and forms istg.

#*fanning self* is it getting it hot in here or it I #is is just me??? #I- hoo I gosh wow I. *pffft* #reblog #ouaw #gideon coal #lovely #lovely lovely love

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The wild thing about being obsessed with your own DnD campaign is that there's absolutely NO fandom content for it except the stuff that you make

Like, what do you mean only six other people in the entire world have heard of Dave the Ice Elemental whose job is Freezer at the Fantasy Starbucks?

#me with KenKen and the rest of the 4 of a kind (the party name) #dnd #reblog

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....I have...a mighty mighty need to draw and write out a cowboy au...

I have the outfits ready and the story line is just full of notes...but it's there...would anyone like to hear the ramblings of such brain rot?

I really wanna write and draw about cowboys!!

#COYBOY AUUUUUUUU #MY FRIEND MY FRIEND PLEASE LET US COMBINE FORCES #AHKSAFHADCKANENICDA #reblog #please please please pleaseee #please friend #gideon coal #kremy lecroux #torbek #morning frost #gricko grimgrin #cowboy au #KAJSKSJAKJS #THEM!!

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I poorly scribbled frost and torbek over random dynamics I saw and went “omg them”

Originals under the cut

#I have never seen this ship #YOUR SO RIGHT OMG #reblog #the worst polyamory group to ever exist #ouaw #morning frost #torbek #frostbek #Art

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The urge i have to fight not to adopt the dunkin blog as gricko is unreal. Let me give that little loser a loving home.

#go ask the Dunkin‘ blog runner if that’ll be okay in dms (or asks) if you can #because it’s polite and also I’d like to see how that works #reblog #ouaw

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Danyal Phantom Doodles uhhh i’ve got a handful of Danyal Al Ghul drawings that I like enough to share.

#literally so awesome #you should post your art more!!!! #and im totally not biased #not even fandom related art.... if you want to of course i just like seeing your art friend #dpxdc #danny fenton is not the ghost king #amazing starry art #get that mediocre outta here #danyal al ghul #danyal al ghul au #reblog #lovely art #friend art #!!!

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Prepared for Anything Part Three

What was with Danny’s luck and fires? He wondered as he searched a warehouse he’d come across for survivors. He’d been flying home(invisibly of course) when a nearby building had exploded. Flames licked at the grease spattered floor and ate at old crates, but the biggest issue was the smoke. It billowed thickly like the smog that filled Gotham’s skies, and impeded even Danny’s enhanced vision. He could taste the ash in the air. He knew there were people here. He heard someone coughing and the sound of fighting going on ahead. 

He forged onward, dashing towards the sounds, and the layers of smoke lessened enough for Danny to see what was taking place.

The first thing he noticed was the scuffle. About a dozen of what were clearly henchmen fired guns and grappled with. . .

Danny sighed.

More vigilantes.

One wore purple and had long, blonde hair. The other wore black with gold accents, and a mask covered her face. Both sides of the fight wore rebreathers.

The second thing Danny noticed was the red vigilante with bandoliers across his chest, bound with chains, and hanging by the ceiling. He hung over a vat of boiling oil that was alit with flames.

. . .

. . .

What was this? Some scene from a childrens’ cartoon?

Danny hurried forward, egged on by the lung Red was hacking up, one who very much was not wearing a rebreather.

Danny pointed a finger at the chain suspending the poor vigilante, and shot a small ecto-blast from the tip. The chain broke.

The vigilante screamed as he fell towards the boiling vat and Danny leapt to intercept him mid-air.

“Huu—“ The vigilante huffed at the impact, Danny’s shoes squealing as he landed and skidded to a halt.

The red guy wheezed. “Thanks.”

“Sure. Couldn’t just leave you hanging around, now could I?” Danny grinned.

Tim groaned.

Danny didn’t think the vigilante had room to complain.

Immediately, they were beset by attackers.

“Oop.” Danny dodged a bullet, shifting only the needed inch to avoid it. “Hey! Watch it! I’ve got cargo!”

“Carg—?!” The vigilante tried, only to hack again. He sounded offended. Danny didn’t really care.

A few goons were closing in on them from all sides, and Danny found it highly annoying that they were interfering with his mission to get this damsel in distress outside to fresh air. It wouldn’t take too long to knock ‘em out, but still.

One of the lackeys raised his weapon and Danny prepared to—

Flying in from the left came a foot, clocking the man in the jaw. Danny watched a small and lithe black figure move like she was the manifestation of violent, deadly grace itself. Danny was in awe as she took the man out, gliding and dancing as if it was all she breathed and all she lived. Her movements were efficient and so quick, Danny could barely catch the motions taking out the next three men after.  She tore through them like they were nothing. They fell at her feet as if they were insignificant gnats, as if one look was enough from the goddess of death over here to kill them.

She turned to Danny when she’d cleared his immediate attackers, and he stared at her, mouth slightly agape. His heart fluttered.

“That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. . .” Danny muttered mostly to himself. He could watch her do that over and over and over again and never get tired of it. It was captivating.

The black vigilante went still for a moment, her eyes seeming to lock with his through her mask, before motioning for him to flee.

“Right.” Danny dashed past her, lugging the red one in a bridal carry. A fireman’s carry would probably be hard on his lungs.

“Wh—at w—s tha—t?!” The red one coughed up. Danny couldn’t tell if he was laughing at him or judging him. Or both.

“Shush.”

Danny blew through the nearest doors of the warehouse to meet fresh air and sucked in a deep breath. The smoke didn’t bother him, but this was still nice. He distanced himself from the warehouse quickly, worried about wasting time and risking this dude’s life. Or health. Danny had no idea how bad the smoke inhalation was. Pretty bad, he was guessing.

Danny laid him down in some alley. Mechanical whirring announced who had arrived. Danny looked up as the purple and black vigilantes dropped down from the roofs.

Danny’s eyes briefly glanced over Purple to rest on Black.

“Oh, hey. That was quick.”

The purple one shrugged. “We were almost done any—where did that come from?”

Danny uncoiled the tube to the oxygen tank and mask, fixing it over the baffled face of Red.

“Huh?” Danny fiddled with the knob on the tank and Red took deep breaths.

“You just have an oxygen tank on you at all times?” The purple one laughed.

“You don’t?” Danny countered. He tried not to smirk as Purple choked on her laugh.

“I was joking!”

Danny shrugged.

“Good job.” Black complimented and Danny’s heart palpitated. Her voice was so soft and gentle and the most melodious thing he’s ever heard.

“Yeah, thanks, I mean, no problem, just passing by, I'm in burning buildings all the time, wasn't any trouble." Danny rambled as he went back to fumbling with the knobs.

"Wait, what?" Red croaked.

Purple took in a long breath, as if hit with some amazing bit of realization.

Danny abruptly stood where he’d been sitting on the ground next to Red.

“Here. These are for you.” Danny thrust his hand out to Black, holding a bouquet of exotic, beautiful flowers, native to the Infinite Realms, and at least six times the size of his head.

Purple nearly seized back. “What the—?! Where are these things coming from?!”

Danny had received a multitude of bouquets for his coronation and he was suddenly very glad that he’d frozen them in time to decorate his keep with. Jazz had insisted it would brighten up the place.

“Ah, well, you never know when you might need a professionally done, extravagant bouquet of exotic wildflowers to present to your rescuer. You were my knight in shining. . .whatever kinda armour that is. . .”

Purple’s jaw went slack. Black seemed to pause before shrugging lightly and looking away, curling a little into herself as if embarrassed. Her body language said she was still happy, though. She carefully took the bouquet from him.

Danny was gonna die again. The butterflies were going to mutate and burst out of his stomach.

“Oh my gosh! Stop flirting over my dying body!” Red interrupted.

Danny spluttered. “I am not—“

“You totally are!!” Purple cackled as if this was the most entertainment she’s had in weeks.

Danny ignored her. “Anyway, can I have your name?” He asked Black.

“Wait. . .”Purple tried to get herself under control. “You don’t know who we are?”

Danny shrugged. “I’m, uh. . .from outta town.”

“Well, that was kinda obvious.” Red said.

“Orphan.” Black gestured to herself.

Danny paused. He blinked. Alright, that was. . .that was some oddly personal information to go straight to, but okay.

“I’m. . .sorry for your loss.”

Purple guffawed and slapped a hand over her mouth. Red hacked up another lung. He was gonna run out soon.

Black shook ever so subtly with her own laughter and Danny nearly melted.

“No. Name.” She gestured to herself. “Orphan.”

“It’s her vigilante name.” Purple was still laughing.

“Ah. . .yes. . .right.” Danny blushed. “My name’s Danny. It’s nice to meet ya’ll.” His words implied he spoke to all of them, but he looked only at Orphan.

“Yeah, I’m lucky you were there to grab me. I don’t know how that chain broke.” Red said from where he’d sat up from the ground. Danny’s lips pursed. He honestly kept forgetting about him.

Purple took a steadying breath, warding off the laughter still treading her words. “We should probably get him some medical attention.”

“Psh, I’m fine.”

“I thought you said you were dying?” Danny asked.

“That was like, ten seconds ago, I’m fine now.”

“Yeah, about as fine as a chain smoker with a drinking problem. Have you heard yourself? It’s like you swallowed a sword and gave it a good swishing around down there.” Purple retorted.

Red scoffed.

Danny backed out of the alley, flashing Orphan a smile before disappearing.

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“What happened to all your food?!”

Danny came home to Jason(AKA Red Hood. {The wacky ectoplasm kinda made it obvious. Danny was working on that}) peering into his fridge judgementally as if it was an a affront to his person. “I loaded it up just a couple days ago!”

Danny reached past his friend to grab the orange juice and poured himself a glass. He went to sit at the counter. “I ate it all. Duh.”

“There was a week’s worth in there!” Jason gestured indignantly at the empty fridge, staring at Danny.

Danny took a long sip of his juice, keeping eye contact with Jason all the while. When his thirst was parched, he set the cup down with a quiet clink. He leaned his elbows on the counter to hold his face. 

“Obviously not, because I ate it all.”

Jason pinched his nose and sighed before letting the fridge door drift closed. He poured the kettle he must’ve boiled earlier into a prepared mug.

Danny stared down at his half-emptied glass. “I think I’m in love.” He murmured thoughtfully into it.

The tea bag bobbing in Jason’s mug paused, before continuing. “Oh?”

“Yeah.” Danny sighed, mournfully. He wondered if Orphan would care if he was half-dead or from another dimension. Would he meet her again? He really, really hoped so. “I met her in a burning building.”

“. . .What?”

“Yeah, what an amazing coincidence, right?”

“That’s not—“

“She was so cool.”

“. . .kaaay?”

How did Danny get her attention? He couldn’t just show up wherever she was vigilante-ing, could he? He didn’t want her to feel like he was stalking her.

Danny shuddered and made a face. Ugh. Ew.

No. He needed to find another way.

A small smile wound it’s way over his lips as an idea came to him.

“What’s her name?” Jason asked.

“Umm, you’ve probably heard of her. She said her name was Orphan.”

Jason choked on his tea.

#HELL YEAH #WONDERFUL #WE STAN #whats tgeir shop name #erm #idk #cassandra cain #danny phantom #danny fenton #orphan #stephanie brown #Red Robin #tim drake wayne #dpxdc #prepared for anything

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Prepared for Anything Part One

Danny stared at the ceiling, bored, as the creepy clown laughed manically at a camera. Danny hadn’t been in this dimension for two minutes, (he’d portalled directly into Joker’s hideout) before he was promptly tied to a chair. He could get out of it easily.

Thing was, there were others here, restrained more thoroughly than Danny. They wore colourful, armoured suits and were obviously the vigilantes/heroes of this. . .place—Gotham? Danny’d heard the name mentioned a few times now—This Freakshow wannabe was obviously one of their villains. 

Danny had been hoping someone would show up without having to draw attention to himself. What was this dimension’s stance on halfas? Or ghosts?

But no one had come yet, it had been an hour, and he was getting stiff from sitting here so long without being able to move his limbs.

Danny heaved a loud, exasperated sigh-groan at the ceiling. The guy, face-painted like a toddler who’d gotten into their parent’s make-up, suddenly stopped monologuing. 

Good. It was getting annoying.

“Are you done yet?” Danny complained much like the impatient teenager he was. “I’ve got crap to do, wrap it up, would you?”

Danny came here to explore. He was not exploring. He should be exploring and it was all this dude’s fault.

Danny supposed he could go all ghost on him and bounce, but he came all this way. It wasn’t much of hassle, but still. Danny was stubborn. He knew this.

The warehouse was silent. The creepo wasn’t talking, anymore, he wasn’t doing anything, and Danny deigned to lift his head from where it’d been thrown back on the chair.

The costumed people were looking at him in horror.

Danny wasn’t sure why.

The walking fashion disaster began to cackle with condescending amusement.

Yeah, okay, whatever.

Danny ignored the man’s delve into something about Danny’s impending doom, or threatening him with pain, and something, something, something. Something about broken this, burning that, yada, yada yada, when Danny got an idea.

Behind the chair where his hands were bound, knowing no one was behind him, he quietly broke the ropes on his wrists. The vigilantes—a red one with bandoliers crossing over his chest and one who wore a largely grey and black suit with an R emblem on the left side of his chest—were valiantly trying to dissuade the psycho to leave Danny alone, who now realized the said psycho was coming towards him, carrying a crowbar.

How original.

The Joker, as Danny heard someone call him at some point, he’s not sure when, leaned in close. His breath stank. 

Danny made a disgusted face. “Do you not brush your teeth at all? Gross, dude.”

“You won’t be mak—“

Danny punched him in the jaw. The guy went down pretty easily. 

Danny made an annoyed noise as he bent down to untie his ankles from the chair legs. He muttered to himself. “Stupid villains, always gotta get in the way, why can’t I just have one nice vacation, huh?”

“How did you do that?” 

Danny looked up at the red one. “Do what?” He asked, standing and stretching with satisfying pops.

“Get free.”

“Oh. . .” Danny reached into his hoodie sleeve and pulled out a small hand saw. He guessed he coulda used a knife, but it was the first thing he'd thought of.

The guy spluttered. “You just keep a saw in your sleeve?”

“Yep.” Danny popped the P. No need for them to know he can make portals. As tiny as needed. “You guys want help out of those, or what?” Danny gestured to the chains keeping the two bound on the floor.

“No, Joker’s goons outside probably has the keys, we have back-up. . . .coming. . . .where did you get that?”

Danny didn’t miss a beat as he crouched to get a grip on the chain with the large pair of bolt cutters. “Ah, ya know, never leave home without a good pair of bolt cutters.” He offered. The room they were in was pretty bare, saying he found it “lying around” wouldn’t work. It’d be pretty obvious.

“That is absurd.” The younger one said. “Where did they come from?”

Danny snapped the red one free and moved onto the angry eyebrows one. How did they still emote so well through those masks? “Just had it on hand.”

“But wh—“

“Oh look! There ya go! I gotta go, nice being held hostage with ya’ll.” Danny ignored their calls for him, climbing out of the nearest window and disappearing.

#HAHA #reblog #lovely #dpxdc #danny phantom #tim drake wayne #damian wayne #BAMF danny fenton

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The once upon a witchlight brainworms have made their home in my head....

Anyways, take a chance on me - ABBA is so very coalecroux coded

#just all of it??? #or like a specific abba song #cause im not sure waterloo is coalecroux coded.... #reblog #gideon coal #kremy lecroux #coalecroux

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Thank you @dndsideblog and everyone who got me to 2000 reblogs!

Jesus fucking fuck guys wow thank you????

#2000 reblogs #tumblr milestone #thank you #i lterally never thought id get anywhere with this blog but this is nice

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Yes absolutely! Any and all content is appreciated and there is no reason to not do both if doing both makes you happy! So go for it!! I wish you good luck and happy writings :)

I have a desire to write out Once Upon a Witchlight but I also have a desire to write out key moments (ex: wedding, Jabberwock encounter, etc) and insert my character Pyrrha into those situations cause I can’t help picturing her reaction to the chaos.

Do I just go and try doing both?

#Lakskjs #do what you want forever #reblog #ouaw