#Instant names!

[noknowshame]

why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?

#instant conversation enders for my multiple youth pastor cousins #don’t say it (I’m gonna say it) #The Child is The Price #but i mean come on #as someone who isn't actually even christian the real-life historical version of this is still cursed as fuck #i mean we know that jesus was a person who existed. whatever circumstances he was born in #its terrifyingly ominous to imagine being so unaware of the affect your child will have on the future of humanity #time itself will one day be counted around your birth of him #and all because he will suffer an excruciatingly painful death that you will not be able to prevent #not only that. but regardless of his or your intentions #regardless of whether there is a god #for millenea unfathomable millions will have blood spilled and will spill blood in his name #atrocities will be committed that you cannot even conceive of #and all on his and your behalf #you love your child. its beautiful. but there's horror in what you've done. because everyone else will love him too #and what's more dangerous than that?

[starry-bi-sky]

i need to get this out of my head before i continue clone^2 but danny being the first batkid. Like, standard procedure stuff: his parents and sister die, danny ends up with Vlad Masters. He drags him along to stereotypical galas and stuff; Danny is not having a good time.

He ends up going to one of the Wayne Galas being hosted ever since elusive Bruce Wayne has returned to Gotham. Vlad is crowing about having this opportunity as he's been wanting to sink his claws into the company for a long while now. Danny is too busy grieving to care what he wants.

And like most Galas, once Vlad is done showing him off to the other socialites and the like, he disappears. Off to a dark corner, or to one of the many balconies; doesn't matter. There he runs into said star of the show, Bruce who is still young, has been Batman for at least a year at this point, but still getting used to all these damn people and socializing. He's stepped off to hide for a few minutes before stepping back into the shark tank.

And he runs into a kid with circles under his eyes and a dull gleam in them. Familiar, like looking into a mirror.

Danny tries to excuse himself, he hasn't stopped crying since his parents died and it's been months. He rubs his eyes and stands up, and stumbles over a half-hearted apology to Mister Wayne. Some of Vlad's etiquette lessons kicking in.

Bruce is awkward, but he softens. "That's alright, lad," he says, pulling up some of that Brucie Wayne confidence, "I was just coming out here to get some fresh air."

There's a little pressing; Bruce asks who he's here with, Danny says, voice quiet and grief-stricken, that he's with his godfather Vlad Masters. Bruce asks him if he knows where he is, and Danny tells him he does. Bruce offers to leave, Danny tells him to do whatever he wants.

It ends with Bruce staying, standing off to the side with Danny in silence. Neither of them say a word, and Danny eventually leaves first in that same silence.

Bruce looks into Vlad Masters after everything is over, his interest piqued. He finds news about him taking in Danny Fenton: he looks into Danny Fenton. He finds news articles about his parents' deaths, their occupations, everything he can get his hands on.

At the next gala, he sees Danny again. And he looks the same as ever: quiet like a ghost, just as pale, and full of grief. Bruce sits in silence with him again for nearly ten minutes before he strikes a conversation.

"Do you like to do anything?"

Nothing. Just silence.

Bruce isn't quite sure what to do: comfort is not his forte, and Danny doesn't know him. He's smart enough to know that. So he starts talking about other things; anything he can think of that Brucie Wayne might say, that also wasn't inappropriate for a kid to hear.

Danny says nothing the entire time, and is again the first to leave.

Bruce watches from a distance as he intercts with Vlad Masters; how Vlad Masters interacts with him. He doesn't like what he sees: Vlad Masters keeps a hand on Danny's shoulder like one would hold onto the collar of a dog. He parades him around like a trophy he won.

And there are moments, when someone gets too close or when someone tries to shake Danny's hand, of deep possessiveness that flints over Vlad Masters' eyes. Like a dragon guarding a horde.

He plays the act of doting godfather well: but Bruce knows a liar when he sees one. Like recognizes like.

Danny is dull-eyed and blank faced the entire time; he looks miserable.

So Bruce tries to host more parties; if only so that he can talk to Danny alone. Vlad seems all too happy to attend, toting Danny along like a ribbon, and on the dot every hour, Danny slips away to somewhere to hide. Bruce appears twenty minutes later.

"I was looking into your godfather's company," he says one night, trying to think of more things to say. Some nights all they do is sit in silence. "Some of my shareholders were thinking of partnering up--"

"Don't."

He stops. Danny hardly says a word to him, he doesn't even look at him -- he's sitting on the ground, his head in his knees. Like he's trying to hide from the world. But he's looking, blue eyes piercing up at Bruce.

Bruce tilts his head, practiced puppy-like. "Pardon?"

"Don't." Danny says, strongly. "Don't make any deals with Vlad."

It's the most words Danny's spoken to him, and there's a look in his eyes like a candle finding its spark. Something hard. Bruce presses further, "And why is that?"

The spark flutters, and flushes out. Danny blinks like he's coming out of a trance, and slumps back into himself. "Just don't."

Bruce stares at him, thoughtful, before looking away. "Alright. I won't."

And they fall back into silence.

Danny, when he leaves, turns to look at Bruce, "I mean it." He says; soft like he's telling a secret, "Don't make any deals with him. Don't be alone with him. Don't work with him."

He's scampered away before Bruce can question him further.

(He never planned on working with Vlad Masters and his company; he's done his research. He's seen the misfortune. But nothing ever leads back to him. There's no evidence of anything. But Danny knows something.)

At their next meeting, Danny starts the conversation. It's new, and it's welcomed. He says, cutting through their five minute quiet, that he likes stars. And he doesn't like that he can't see them in Gotham.

Bruce hums in interest, and Danny continues talking. It's as if floodgates had been opened, and as Bruce takes a sip of his wine, it tastes like victory.

("Tucker told me once--") ("Tucker?") ("Oh-- uh, one of my best friends. He's a tech geek. We haven't talked in a while.")

(Danny shut down in his grief -- his friends are worried, but can't reach him. When he goes back to the manor with Vlad, he fishes out his phone and sends them a message.)

(They are ecstatic to hear from him.)

It all culminates until one day, when Danny is leaving to go back inside, that Bruce speaks up. "You know," He says, leaning against the railing. "The manor has many rooms; plenty of space for a guest."

The implication there, hidden between the lines. And Danny is smart, he looks at Bruce with a sharp glean in his eyes, and he nods. "Good to know."

The next time they see each other, Danny has something in his hands. "Can you hold onto something for me?" He asks.

When Bruce agrees, Danny places a pearl into his palm. or, at least, it's something that looks like a pearl. Because it's cold to the touch; sinking into Bruce's white silk gloves with ease and shimmering like an opal. It moves a little as it settles into his hand, and the moves like its full of liquid.

Bruce has never seen anything like it before, but he does know this; it's not human. "What is it?" He asks, and Danny looks uncomfortable.

"I can't tell you that." He says, shifting on his foot like he's scared of someone seeing it. "But please be careful with it. Treat it like it's extremely fragile."

When Bruce gets home, he puts it in an empty ring box and hides the box in the cave. He tries researching into what it is. he can't find anything concrete.

Everything comes to a head one day when Danny appears at the manor's doorstep one evening, soaking wet in the rain, and bleeding from the side.

#dpxdc #dp x dc #danny fenton is not the ghost king #dpxdc crossover #dpdc #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc prompt #man i just really need more dpdc stuff where danny and bruce have a good relationship. like man i NEED it. like i need to see these two #bonding together. and not in a cracky 'oh danny is a distant friend/cousin/etc' stuff but like. active participants in each other's lives #or as active as can be in this case. i neeeeed these two getting along and caring about one another #this idea came to me like last night and hasn't left since nd it was driving me up the wall to think about both positively and negatively b #i neeeded someone to hear about this or i was gonna implode #danny is the first son #tried to just get the general gist of the idea down but i definitely thought of the idea that bruce lowkey suspects vlad for having a hand #Vlad allows Danny to sneak off because he thinks Danny is alone. if he knew Bruce was there he'd be piiisssed and would put a stop to it #Sam and Tucker are alive they just got ghosted for a bit by danny bc he was in Major Grief and didn't wanna socialize. He couldn't go to #them because he didn't wanna put them in danger via Vlad. #oh that thing he handed Bruce? Yeah that's his ghost core. I have a headcanon (that isnt always applied) that ghosts can take their cores #out of their bodies at will and painlessly and without issue. and its common practice actually to do so bc they can be a not insignificant #distance away from said core before problems start to act up. and its common for ghosts to leave their physical cores at their lairs for #safekeeping because as long as the physical core is fine: so is the ghost. they can reform if their body gets destroyed. it also acts as a #fast travel sometimes. where they can reform at their core in an instant. its not inspired in the slightest by SU but i do see the overlap #most cores are pretty small for safety sake: its harder to hit if its small. and they're pr resilient too but its better to be safe than #sorry. so yeah. danny essentially gave bruce the physical embodiment of his soul and indirectly said #'if anything happens to me at least i'll be safe with you' #danny doesn't know he's batman btw #starry rambles. #was gonna go into danny becoming a vigilante beside bruce but im sleeeepy so i'll do that in a reblog. he's gonna go by nightingale if #anyone is interested. stereotypical but to be frank it is a *good* name imo. has a good amount of syllables and consonants to it #and the bird theme. and since its part of an ancestral name it has even more backing for it being bird-y without being meta

[lifemod17]

"iTs NoT mEtAl"

idk dawg, a man who is openly vulnerable and talks about his struggles and emotions and how he wears his heart on his sleeves and is so comfortable with his masculinity that he cries, is pretty fucking metal to me

#name that band #tho I will admit this came to mind when I was cooking spaghetti while listening to DYWTYLM #especially the part where vessel says “i would turn into a stranger in an instant if i could” #worshitposting #sleep token

[ritahayworrth]

anyway when is this bitch gonna show up

#in the name of samsung subway kopiko blister pack amen #maybe it'll be those maxim instant coffee sachets #maybe even both #anyway i have tried these and they're alright #if you're from the philippines they just taste exactly like xo #also how many placements did subway buy 😭 #Queen of Tears

[t00thpasteface]

whenever my professors address me by my last name i just assume it's a stand-in for addressing me as annoying little fucker

#a professor i'm trying to impress used my last name instead of my given name and my instant gut reaction was ''uh oh'' LOL #shebbz shoutz

[calypsolemon]

Before he kicked the bucket, Kai in Oldman Lloyd au was the one who taught the most students and really took up the mantle of teacher the most out of all the ninja. Lloyd very obviously takes up the role of old master from Wu, but for a pretty select group of people at a time, and almost exclusively for elemental masters. Kai I think takes on teaching just about anybody, really wanting to help the average person learn skills to defend themselves. This results in a lot of young kids in his tutilage getting close to him, considering him as family akin to an uncle or godfather, to the point that out of all the mortal ninja he is the one that is most often referenced long after his death. MANY people claim that their great grandfathers trained under Kai or were related to Kai (even though he never had bio children) or have some sort of family heirloom given to them by Kai. Not always true of course but its one of those things that becomes common enough that one could easily lie about it, kinda like the 'my uncle works at nintendo" of ninjago

#oldman lloyd #kai smith #kai jiang #i need ppl to understand my vision. this bitch is up in the departed realm so happy bc his name is like instant clout lolll

[deiaiko]

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#yey the awaited name reveal #Agni means fire. i chose it bc it's close to the name Agnis while also being ironic #as you can see on the first panel he doesn't use firefish to heal because he no longer has it with him #and he did use those years between S1 and S2 to learn to be a medic to compensate for it since he wants to be useful for Grace #his lighthouse is special because he tied a contract with administrator so that it has an ability to heal #although not as potent as firefish. and it requires his control and knowledge instead of instant healing #the other reason why he wears many layers of clothing is because he's constantly frigid from being an ice user. thus the irony #anyway Grace and Bam has the same nervous tick if you noticed #also thats a pocket btw. not shinsu orb #tower of god #tog #two sides of the same coin comic #my comic #my art #bam #baam #25th baam #25th bam #the 25th baam #the 25th bam #jue viole grace #khun #koon #khun a.a #khun aguero agnis #khunbam #koonbaam #bamxkhun

[the-rose-owl]

Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know

I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door

(Having a normal one right now)

Art blog: @rosey-arts

#good omens #good omens 2 #crowley #anthony j crowley #aziracrow #honestly forgot he had a ''full name'' but for the purposes of tagging #anyway I am currently insane. thanks #I'm so glad other people also recognize the immense potential of this song in relation to them #every time I see a from eden-inspired work I giggle and kick my feet in the air #be still my beating art #instant doodles

[spielzeugkaiser]

I am not done with the baby 🥺 They are horse dads... Also Baby has kinda understood that Jaskier is always Jaskier but looks different sometimes and I think either she 1. Thinks he is just a strange looking horse 2. Harbours the misconception that she can turn human too (like that is something that horses just do-)

#shapeshifter!jaskier #geraskier #jaskier #geralt of rivia #the witcher #the witcher netflix #roaches baby needs a name! YOU CAN'T NAME HER ROACH GERALT #also yes #I went full talking baby route whatever #I just want the chaos #also baby: Jaskier TURN like mama this instant I am in the need of love #does the baby even realise she isn't a horse but a mule? no #does she realise she can't be handled like a human? barely #climbing Geralt like HUG ME TOO

[s0fter-sin]

i need a fic of soap bringing ghost home to his family for the holidays. his family’s always disapproved of everything; being queer, being in the military, being with ghost and it’s all over not a great time but they’re trying to pretend for the sake of the holiday. they get into it after dinner one night though and for once soap isn’t backing down, not when it’s ghost they’re attacking, when the power suddenly goes out. soap moves just in time for a shot to come through the window and he orders his family to get down

graves and what’s left of shadow company followed them to glasgow; it’s the first time they’ve been away from the 141 and they think it’ll be their best chance to take them out. johnny and simon are left behind as they become soap and ghost and soap’s childhood home becomes a battleground, his hysterical family who still think he can’t be that good of a soldier now civilians that he has to protect and get out in one piece

#its the full gambit of sisters with their partners and kids #all with respectable normal jobs and lives #then theres john still running around playing soldier and now shacking up with his commanding officer #soaps been quiet the entire time just gritting his teeth and letting them have go after go in the name of peace #ghosts been fuming the entire time but his own family trauma and not wanting to go against johnnys wishes keeps his mouth shut #and then that instant switch the second the bullet comes through the window #theyre sergeant mactavish and lieutenant ghost now and they dont give a single shit about anything butgetting out alive #‘we need to call the police!’ #‘call local pd who’re drunk off their arses and never fired their guns in their fucking lives yeah right’ #‘this isnt the time for you to play soldier’ #‘youre right. this isnt a game. its war and youre gonna shut the fuck up and let me get you outta this alive’ #ghost sneaks upstairs to get the hidden guns he brought and to get one of the kids whod been napping #soap stays to get everyone out of the way and watch out for hostiles #ghost slides him a sniper rifle and he takes out the sniper on the opposite roof and when he looks back at his family theyre #looking at him like theyve never seen him before #i just need soap whos been underestimated his entire life showing just how competent he really is #soapghost #ghostsoap #soap mactavish #soap cod #ghost cod #simon ghost riley #we’re a team. ghost team

[mortysmith]

“ooh his name is jack” “oohh his name is sebastian” HIS NAME IS             !!!!

#fight club #the narrator #I DONT CARE what any of you say. #hes the narrator sry instant pet peeve for me is the name jack #I MEAN I GET IT I GET that its easier and theres the parts in the movie whre he's liek i am jacks whatever but like still #also i dont rlly like fc2 which is why i refuse to accepot sebastian #he is the narrator to me ok. #hashtag pretentious for life. hashtag deal with it

[loneguitars]

#AN ETERNITY WITHOUT ME #YOU WILL LOOK INTO THE FACES OF PASSERS BY HOPING FOR SOMETHING THAT WILL #FOR AN INSTANT #BRING ME BACK TO YOU #YOU WILL FIND MOONLIT NIGHTS STRANGELY EMPTY #BECAUSE #WHEN YOU CALL MY NAME THROUGH THEM #THERE WILL BE NO ANSWER #snufkin #moomins

[99thpercentile]

y’all Georgie is not making a what the ghost episode about dimensional travel. Celia lied bc Sam provided a handy justification. she’s just trying to figure out how the fuck she jumped universes

#tmagp #tmagp 8 #The Magnus Protocol #Celia Ripley #Georgie Barker #original #tmagp spoilers #and I knew the instant she showed up it was the same Celia #bc alternate universe Celia would still be Lynne bc she wouldn’t have lost her name in a fear domain! obviously

[beaft]

the other thing that is, or rather could have been, very fun about AI art is the "in the style of" thing. when you type an artist's name, you get to see the defining qualities of that artist's work. you're basically putting everything they've ever done in a blender and seeing what colour it goes. typing "in the style of aubrey beardsley" gives you flowing black lines, bulbous shapes and vaguely art nouveau patterns; "klimt" generates images in gold and green, with pale-faced women and lots of intricate chequered detailing; "kusama" gives you polka dots, obviously, while "mondrian" gives you rectangles. it's neat! it's a cool feature!

...except the other day i saw a guy quizzing an artist on twitter, and it transpired he was trying to figure out what keywords he should input in order to accurately replicate her style using AI. so, lol.

#there's something weird but interesting about putting in an artist's name and getting back a picture which #is not by that artist #but LOOKS like it is #it's usually not a good picture. and if i looked at it for more than a few seconds i'd know it's not an edmund dulac or an egon schiele. #but there's still that confused instant of 'where have i seen that before' #and while that's cool i think it really does emphasise the fact that AI art is all about aesthetics #there's no brain behind it. you can't teach it to think in terms of themes or narratives or symbolism #it makes things that look pretty and that's all it can do

[barkhoffman]

does anyone wanna see a preview of my hoffstrahm Christmas fluff fic too bad you're getting one

“So you’re a cop?”

“I’m a detective, yeah.”

“But you have a gun? Like a real gun?”

“Yup.”

“And you get to shoot it at people?”

“Uh—” Hoffman smiles awkwardly, fingers wrapped around the mug of coffee Henry handed off to him moments before. (It’s one of Marie’s holiday-themed ones, and says “Christmas calories don’t count” accompanied by a picture of a smiling, half-eaten gingerbread man. Strahm’s always found that one kind of morbid.) “I wouldn’t use the words ‘get to,’ but if the situation calls for it…”

“Have you ever killed anyone?” Ethan asks with the sort of wide-eyed stare little boys get when they’re really interested in hearing a violent answer to something.

“Okay, let’s not talk about that sort of thing,” Marie laughs from her spot on a recliner. Henry sits on the arm of it, hand on her shoulder, and she, in turn, has her hand pressed to his. “It’s Christmas. Happy questions, okay? Does anyone have any happy questions for Mark?”

Strahm wonders when this turned into “Grill Peter’s Spouse: The Game Show,” but Hoffman seems to be taking it in stride, smiling there beside him.

“Do you— do you— do you solve mysteries?” Liam asks, sitting on the floor at his mother’s feet, fidgeting with a plush toy she must have brought from home with her to keep him occupied.

“Yeah,” Hoffman says. “Real tough ones.”

Liam looks blown away, gaping up at him. “Like Sherlock Holmes?”

The adults all share a laugh, and Hoffman says, “Just like him.”

“Don’t give him too much credit,” Strahm scoffs. “When he can’t do his job right, they send in me to figure it out instead.”

“You’re a detective too?” Liam asks, reverent, because of course the kid he only sees a few times a year, who’s barely in school, can’t remember what his actual occupation is. Hell, it’s a shock Liam seemed to remember him by name this year, instead of last year’s Christmas gathering, when he was simply dubbed “The Scary Man.”

“FBI,” Strahm says, and despite how much he hates his shithole job sometimes, saying that still gives him just the barest hint of a swell of pride. The badge means something, when you use it right.

“That means he works for the government,” Sofia says with a grave nod. Sharp as a tack at nine years old, she’s also a bit of a know-it-all, but then, so was Strahm at that age. Does it count as being a know-it-all if you’re always right, he wonders?

“So that’s how you met?” asks Charlotte, Robert’s wife. “Through work?”

“That’s the long and short of it,” Hoffman says. “He came in, stole all my thunder, then stole my heart.”

That gets another round of chuckles, and even a few annoying “awww”s. God damn Hoffman for being so personable and easy to like. Can’t he see Strahm has sulking to do here?

#sorry for all the names #basically they're just all Strahm's family LOL it'll be easier to figure out if you read it from the beginning #but this is a middle section #idk just really excited for this one and want instant validation SUE ME #fic tag #Saw #Sawposting #Mark Hoffman #Peter Strahm #hoffstrahm #coffinshipping

[idk-bruh-20]

not mine, found on pinterest

#I think this is from someone named rocket raccoon on wattpad #couldn't find the og #but lmao #this reminds me of that fic where karen decides she hates birds and turns on instant kill for every bird #and eventually this means she comes to the conclusion that sam The Falcon wilson must die #hilarious fic highly recommend #spider-man #peter parker #karen the ai #get it karen!