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xysidhequeen · 1 year

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The King and his Red Knight

DPxDC crossover fic

Part 1

Really sorry to everyone who suffered through the fact that I didn't know about the existence of readmore. I can't fix the thread now but the individual posts are better? Sorry I have like a very rough idea of how this site works 😭

Check the: The King and his Red Knight tag to find all the parts

"Go here, Danny. Go then, Danny. Go to a random cemetery in the middle of the night for no reason, Danny." A voice grumbled, accompanied by the sound of sneakers rhythmically tapping stone.

Danny Fenton, currently Phantom, sat on a gravestone, his white hair a beacon in the dark night. There were no stars in the sky for him to gaze upon, their light hidden behind swaths of smog and neon lights playing off the gray clouds.

Clockwork had dumped him here, with no explanation for why. Not that he ever really explained much when he sent Danny off on his tasks. He supposed he should be grateful, at least he was in the same when rather than being transported a thousand years into the past.

"Wait here King Phantom. You will understand in time." Danny mimicked his mentor's voice as he let himself float off the grave he'd been dumped on after Clockwork shoved him out of a portal. His body floated higher until he could flip around, his legs crossing. He sat upside down, his chin in his palm as he glared petulantly at the assembled gravestones surrounding him, his toxic green eyes glowing.

"So far all I've seen is a concerning amount of ecotplasm for a city without a ghost portal and some blob ghosts! How long am I supposed to wait here?" Danny asked the air, and the aforementioned blob ghosts who were hanging off his body, soaking in the ambient ecotoplasm he radiated at all times now.

Neither provided him with an answer to his question and Danny let out a frustrated groan as he lowered his still flipped body to look once more on the gravestone he'd been tasked with waiting on.

Jason Todd, the name read. The dates, too close together, made something in Danny squeeze painfully. He'd been young, barely older than Danny when he stepped into the portal. Only for this teenager there had been no ectoplasm to bind to his dying body and repair the damage of death and force him back into a semblance of life.

"Who were you and why did Clockwork send me to you?" Danny asked the gravestone, one clawed finger tracing the words before he pulled back with a sigh when the gravestone gave him no explanation. The dead didn't always speak, not even to their king.

Turning his body Danny looked over the rest of the cemetery. It was empty, as most usually were this time of night, of the living. There were a few shades wandering around, circling closer to him, drawn by his presence. No full ghosts though, but oddly enough there rarely were in cemeteries. This was where the dead came to rest. To remember, if they wanted to. Cemeteries were sacred spaces to the dead, much as a temple or a church would be for the living who were religious. Ghosts who still clung to life, to their obsessions, did not frequent cemeteries, did not dare trespass and disturb those who had already found their peace.

Danny himself was an oddity. He had never shied from cemeteries, enjoying the peace he found in them, the guarantee of safety offered. And perhaps, he mourned that he himself would never have a gravestone for the living to place their flowers and their tears at. Who would make a grave for someone who was both alive and dead? There would never be a body to bury for him. His human half would continue to live on so long as his ghost core remained and could fuel it.

Maybe that was why he found peace in cemeteries, for all his whining that Clockwork had dumped him here. Cemeteries were for the living and the dead, one of the only places both existed in harmony naturally. For someone who was as much dead as he was alive such a place held a certain degree of belonging for him.

Danny straightened out in the air, letting his body lie above the grave as he folded his arms behind his head and looked up at the covered sky. He complained and whined about this task, but he was secretly glad that Clockwork had given him something to do. Even if it was just 'hang out in a random cemetary'.

Ever since he'd graduated high-school, revealed himself to his parents and discovered how deep prejudice and hate could run, and he'd run away to the Infinite Realms for sanctuary while his friends moved forward with their lives, he'd felt unmoored. A ghost with no haunt. Bored was too light a word for the gaping emptiness he felt in his chest, for the loneliness clawing at him. Clockwork, Wulf, Pandora they could help chip at the ache inside of him but not banish it. Not now that his family, his friends, were spread so far apart and so distant from him.

Not that he resented their choices, their distance, in fact he'd fought for them to do just that, to get out of Amity Park, to go to college, to become more than overworked teen superheroes. Still he missed them, even if he could visit them whenever he wanted. It was becoming clear as time moved forward that the world they belonged to and the one he did were two different things.

Danny Fenton couldn't go to college when his parents had declared him dead. Danny Fenton didn't exist as far as the government was concerned. Danny Phantom couldn't return to Amity when those same parents were waiting to capture him and tear him apart 'molecule by molecule'. Danny Phantom couldn't go back when the GIW were crawling over the town like ants.

So neither Danny Fenton or Danny Phantom returned to Amity after that day. And he made sure they couldnt follow him when he ensured the portal that took his life to function never opened again. He didn't need the portal any longer to get in and out of the Infinite Realms, and it was safer for the ghosts, his subjects, if the temptation of the Fenton portal was gone.

The world of the living was not yet ready to accept that the dead didn't always stay dead. And Danny would keep his people safe until they were.

Danny jolted from his lazing state of reverie when a pulse of emotion rocked through him, the strength of it stealing his breath if he had any to take.

Fear/Trapped/Dark/Fear/Help/HELP pounded into him and Danny frantically flipped around, head swiveling, poisonous green eyes wide as he triedf to locate the source. The emotions, the plea for help, burned his core, his Obsession screamed at him.

Help/SomeonePlease/Dark/Trapped/CANTBREATHE/HELP another wave of messages, of emotions pushed themselves at Danny and this time underneath the onslaught he could hear a rhythmic thudding. Danny looked down, horror filling him when he realized the thudding was coming from under the ground. From the grave he'd been hovering over for an hour now.

Danny flew down, sending back a wave of I'mHere/HelpIsComing/I'mComing to the boy trapped in his own coffin, feeling the intense wave of relief and hope sent back before he dived into the earth as if it wasn't there. Danny paused for a moment when he passed the thick wooden coffin, seeing a boy in the dark with wide, panicked blue eyes and fingers tipped with shredded nails and fresh blood.

"Hey, I'm going to get you out of here, okay?" Danny told the boy, keeping his voice gentle, soft. The boy jolted, fixating on the only source of light, Danny's growing green eyes. Danny hoped his smile came off as calming instead of 'freaky AF' as Tucker liked to call it. He grabbed the boy, Jason, as carefully as he could and then let his intangibility wash over the terrified teen as he lifted them both out of the coffin.

When they emerged from the coffin and the ground Danny set the teen down, leaning him against the gravestone, his own gravestone, and pulled back a bit. The boy was gasping in air as if the fetid, polluted air was the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted.

Danny tilted his head as he watched the boy ground himself. Now that the emotions were leveling out and his Obsession was purring in contentment rather than growling in a frenzy, Danny could feel something off about the boy.

Disregarding the fact that he'd just come back from the dead, of course. But that wasn't the oddest thing Danny had seen in his afterlife. No the boy felt... not like a normal, living human. Not even like an Amity Park resident, who all felt more than slightly liminal. No this boy, this Jason Todd, felt closer to liminal than even Jazz, Tucker or Sam, who were three of the most liminal humans Danny had ever been around.

Jason felt almost...like a ghost. But not. Danny could feel the tickle in his throat that proceeded his ghost sense but the tell-tale mist never emerged. It was as if Jason was...like him. But Danny couldn't sense a core either. Even halfas had cores.

"Who are you?" Jason spoke, breaking Danny from his thoughts and examination. Jason was looking at him with a mix of gratitude and suspicion. Which, fair. Danny had just pulled him from his own coffin and there were so many questions that could stem from all of this, disregarding all the weirdness that was just Danny himself.

"I'm Danny, Danny Phantom. Or just Phantom. I go by either. And you're Jason, right?" Danny asked, smiling at the teen and oops, yeah that was definitely his scary smile based on the slight flinch there. It wasn't his fault his teeth were too sharp now and his lips split a bit too wide.

"How did you know that?" Jason asked, blue eyes narrowing. Danny nodded at the gravestone the boy was leaning against with a raised brow. Jason turned and almost toppled over from the movement. Danny frowned as the boy caught himself on his gravestone. His skin was still pale, too pale, and as Danny watched Jason swayed again.

"Shit. You're fading. You didn't form a core and your body isn't stabilizing." Danny cursed, moving towards the boy who scrambled back, only to be stopped by his grave.

"What the hell are you doing?" Jason asked, hands fisting as he tried to rise only to fall back to the ground when his legs refused to hold his weight.

"Saving your life. The dead aren't supposed to come back. There's always a price to pay, a balance that is struck. Currently, as you are, if I don't get enough ectoplasm in you to form your core, you'll fade and turn into a brain-dead husk." Danny told Jason, tone stern and no nonsense as he grabbed him. Jason made an effort to break free, but it was weak, and even at full strength, he wouldn’t have been able to break Danny's hold. Few in this realm could.

If they had the time, Danny would've approached this situation in a far different manner, but this close he could hear Jason's heartbeat, a weak flutter in his chest, skipping beats as it tried to fuel a body that was past saving. Jason didn't have the time for Danny to approach this gently and kindly, to coax trust out of the teen like he would a feral cat.

Jason had minutes left before his ectoplasm starved body consumed itself trying to make a core and failed because while wherever they were had more ambient ectoplasm than most places, it was far from enough to sustain the birth of a halfa. Maybe if Jason had stayed dead for another year, he'd have naturally formed a core and risen as a proper ghost. But that wasn't what happened, somehow he'd gathered enough to fix his body of whatever wounds or illness had put him in that coffin to begin with and come back to 'life' but without a core to sustain his body he'd be dead, again, in minutes. And Danny was not about to watch while a teenager, another teenager, died.

"How do I know I can trust you?" Jason hissed as Danny pushed his arms down and laid his clawed hands on Jason's chest.

"You don't. But you don't have another choice." Danny said with a shrug. "Now are you going to let me save your life or not?" Danny asked, not moving his hands. He'd save Jason either way but this would be easier if Jason worked with him.

"Fine." Jason spat and Danny smirked as his hands began to glow a toxic green that matched his eyes.

Ectoplasm pooled out of his hands and rushed into Jason, filling him until the boy glowed bright enough to rival the neon lights of the city around them. The green light flared around him like an aura, slowly shrinking but getting impossibly brighter as the glow centralized around his chest until a small glowing ball of green, like a trapped star, blazed from his chest.

Jason gasped, back arching as Danny pulled his hands away and the light vanished under Jason's skin. For a moment Jason's blue eyes burned green and his hair flashed snow white before returning to black, with one single lock of unearthly white left above his forehead. Jason collapsed back against his grave, chest heaving. Danny watched, eyes full of a sad understanding.

"What the fuck was that?" Jason panted out.

"Welcome to the world of the half alive, half dead." Danny said with a smile. "Want to get a burger and talk about it?" He asked, standing up and dusting off his hands.

"Make it a chili dog and you've got a deal."

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Fixed some typos added some lines

Maybe I'll continue this AU. Maybe not. This scene was in my head for days and I wanted to share

#dc x dp #Clockwork:And the new Fright Knight is born #Danny said im going to adopt kids from cemetaries now its my thing #Clockwork thought Danny needed more friends so he located the teenager closest to Dannys age and most compatible to being a halfa #Dani: Does this make him my brother or an uncle or what?#Bruce isnt getting this one back #not for awhile anyways #Danny has to teach Jason the ways of the halfa #He gets Jason ghost guns and Jason is very content with that #also with all the fighting he gets to do because thats like how ghosts say hello #Jason also takes one look at Fright Knight's sword and says: I want that gimme #Fright Knight and Skulker take to Jason very quickly and enjoy training him #Jason and Skulker shootouts range half the ghost zone and Danny is just amused #Eventually Jason asks Danny if he wants to help him prank his family and Danny is 100% on board #the red hood arrives back in Gotham with 100% less heads in a dufflebag but 1000% more chaos #Jason and Danny legit haunt the mannor for a few months and convince everyone BUT Alfred theyre conventional ghosts #Danny also adopts Tim during this time because Bruce obviously cant take care of this neglected child and Danny said bet this is mine now #danny phantom #jason todd #batfam #dp x dc #danny phantom au #phantom au #danny phantom fic #The King and his Red Knight #The King and his Red Knight AU #TKAHRK AU #Red Knight AU

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shortnotsweet · 1 year

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Pearl of the Realm [2, 1.5, 1]

Lucerys returns from his travels with new confidence and clothing that shocks nobility and the commonwealth. Fashionable members of the court swamp their tailors with demands, and the constant buzz around Lucerys the Lovely makes him Prince of the People. Coincidentally, Aemond develops chronic nosebleeds that plague him whenever his nephew is in the room.

The corset above is based off of a gold and white pearl set. This evolved into an AU about Luke gaining a sense of self + allies for Rhaenyra through scandalous clothing. He also incapacitates his Uncle Aemond, who probably has an iron deficiency from all the nosebleeds the maesters can’t explain.

A memorable incident: After offending Lucerys by insinuating his clothing is “inappropriate for a Prince”, and “looks like it was stolen from a Dornish whore”, Aemond attempts to apologize with a string of pearls. His timing is, of course, awful, and he stumbles into his chambers right when Lucerys is bathing. Misunderstandings ensue when he tries to shove the gift at him but ends up flinging it across the room; Luke assumes it’s an elaborate assassination attempt and leaps out of the bath, sprinting down the halls of the Red Keep with Aemond in hot pursuit. Aegon laughs so hard he cries.

#lucemond #aemond x lucerys #lucerys valeryon #house of the dragon #aemond targaryen #my art #Aemond must have a degregadtion kink or smt bc he is always getting humiliated in this #he is EXTREMELY obvious. that eye contact is not going anywhere and Alicent is at her wits end #i think lucerys is oblivious about some things but mostly just enjoying himself #also i used a lot of Pinterest references for this and there are so many other outfits not in this post #i think Luke in this specific shade of blue is just super pretty #and of course he has red and black accents. it just makes sense ya know #anyway if you ask Aemond the devil wears not Prada but the most delicate and intricate of outfits the Westeros cant deal with #I am very pro Aemond w a man bun btw

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slothspamsstuff · 8 months

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Something about sketching Jason is very therapeutic to me so I wanted to draw different versions of him in each of his comics/webtoons alterations

From left to right, same order on both rows

1 - Dexter Soy’s Red Hood

2 - Grant Morrison and Judd Winick (Philip Tan, Guillem March, Andrei Bressan - Artists)

3 - Rocafort’s Red Hood

4 - WFA Red Hood (Starbite is the artist)

5 - literally his design nowadays (Peter Woods, Belen Ortega, Miguel Mendoca, Jorges Jimenez,…and many more amazing artists)

6 - Under the Red Hood (iconic)

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tvckerwash · 5 months

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thoughts on wash's fighting style and his position in pfl because I can (utc because it's really long lol):

wash is very unique among the freelancers for a variety of reasons, one is that he doesn't specialize in one specific area of anything, he's a jack of all trades who is able to fill in for other freelancers if necessary. for example in s9 when york was supposed to be unavailable for lock picking/infiltration duty, carolina immediately went to wash (and we are ignoring that york is not shown to be good at lock picking!) if she trusted wash to fill in for their specialist in one area, I feel it's not a stretch to imagine that he can do so in other areas as well.

need a snipper but north and wyoming aren't available? wash can cover. need someone to get into the enemies' computer systems in place of ct, south, or york? wash can cover. need someone for stealth or reconnaissance in place of florida? wash can cover. etc etc.

wash's combat style reflects that jack of all trades, master of none thing very well too, as the way that he fights is very grounded and pragmatic when compared to the rest of the freelancers. a lot of people like to portray wash as less skilled than the other freelancers, but in truth I believe that wash being able to keep up and compete with the other freelancers despite his lack of dramatic flare is a show of just how competent and skilled of a soldier he is. wash is so good at doing what he does that he doesn't need all that extra bullshit to get the job done. sure, he might not look as Cool and SexyTM as the others while doing it, but completing the mission and surviving to live another day takes precedence over all else.

another way of looking at it is that wash fights in the same way that the odst's do, that is to say that he fights like a human who cannot plow his way through the battlefield in the same way the spartans can. wash's style of fighting is one that employs careful planning and targeted hit and run tactics—this is most obvious in recovery one and s6 whenever he's fighting against the meta.

I also feel it's important to note that wash is not a cqc fighter, he can handle himself if he gets into a cqc situations but his primary weapon is the battle rifle—which is a mid/long range weapon. if I'm being honest wash's way of fighting makes waaaaaaaaay more sense if you look at him not as someone who is trained to primarily fight against other humans, but as someone who is trained to fight against 8ft 2 ton aliens with plasma weapons that can slice through the hulls of UNSC battle cruisers (ships designed to travel through space!!!) like a hot knife cuts through butter and have the technology to raze entire planets to the ground in a matter of minutes.

I also personally believe that wash has the most military experience out of all the freelancers right behind florida, wyoming, and maine (who I hc as a spartan iii). we know that wash did his basic training in the leonis minoris system (a canonical halo system) and that system had two of the three planets glassed by the covenant in 2537, and wash directly references these events in the washed hands interview in the fan guide and the way he says it implies that he likely completed his basic training that same year. now I have some grievances with the timeline given in the book when it comes to the events depicted in the freelancer saga because it's just kinda weird, but everything prior to that bit is actually fine (though I hate the way that they decide to number the timeline lmao).

now in halo canon the human/covenant war ended in 2552, and according to the timeline in the rvb fan guide that was 1 year after alpha was sent to blood gulch. project freelancer is first cleared for funding 7 years BBG (before blood gulch), and recruits the 50 freelancers 5 years BBG. doing some math we can determine that pfl was cleared for funding in the year 2544, and the freelancers are recruited for pfl in 2546. so assuming wash finished his basic training in 2537 that would mean that he was in the military for 9 years before he joined pfl, and while wash is addressed as a corporal (e-4) in the washed hands interview he was most likely demoted to that after he was court martialed, and he was possibly going to be dishonorably discharged from the military because of his disorderly conduct.

using the current standards used by the us marine corps when it comes to rank progression, wash was most likely a sergeant (e-5) who was very close to being promoted to a staff sergeant (e-6). wash as a sergeant would've essentially been the assistant manager/co-leader of the platoon he was in while his staff sergeant was the manager/leader, and that would explain why he was able to even get into an argument with his CO in the first place. I believe wash held a similar position in pfl, as it's kind of implied that he did some management stuff in pfl (talking with internals/upper brass, him feeling comfortable with openly questioning carolina about whether york should be allowed on the sarcophagus heist, and of course he shows the ability to direct and somewhat lead south in recovery one, and him leading church, caboose, and the reds in s6, and him taking charge of the meta in s8).

even if wash wasn't a sergeant as a corporal he would've been in a position to be the leader of a fire team, so basically wash isn't some rookie who had no clue wtf he was doing as many in the fandom like to characterize him; he is an experienced and battle hardened soldier by the time he joins pfl no matter how you look at it.

to put all of that into context, carolina is born 29 years BBG, which would be 2522. so during pfl she's in the 24-28 range and she wouldn't have joined the military until 2540. I actually personally head canon that wash is the same age as carolina, but that he illegally enlisted at 15 because of a crappy home life, but ignoring my head canon and assuming that he joined the military at 18 instead, he would've been born in 2519.

#red vs blue #agent washington #project freelancer #mine #this was supposed to be a sort of compare/contrast between wash and ct cqc styles but i got sidetracked so now it's just #'wash isn't a uwu woobie baby' The EssayTM #i did start a remake of my version of the rvb timeline that's more in accordance w halo canon vs numbers characters have said in show #like i sat in the post the timeline revolving around the events of s9 and s10 is so wack. like pfl was falling apart from the very beginning #which just. doesn’t make sense to me #alt title of this post is 'just bc wash doesn't fight like an anime character like SOME PPL doesn't mean he sucks' lmao #wash saying he's the worst freelancer in s11 is a big fat lie bro just has some self esteem issues bc he was always treated as the butt of #some really fucked up jokes in pfl. like characters being assholes is rvb's whole thing but i feel like wash got singled out a bit #the episodes about the triplets in s14 only further prove my theory #anyway pls enjoy this post!#rvb

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clippedionianvowels · 3 months

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As the self-appointed envoy of Robert Llewellyn’s Twitter RP account, I bring you a new one

#red dwarf #Kryten #I take my position as communiqué between Twitter and tumble very seriously #I’ve contemplated collating these actually so that no one has to brave the rancid vibes of Twitter in order to enjoy his account #because I certainly haven’t documented everything he’s posted #anyway the suggestive implications of this is frankly obscene good for him

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phoebelovingcare · 14 days

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i think the most shocking feature of the full-release version for below zero is al-an's threat level.

i think that might be lowballing it a bit tbh

#pheb speaks #subnautica below zero #al an #al-an #al an subnautica #for a lil context i'd been refusing to play the new storyline since early 2020 #finally finished it! i enjoyed it; but didn't LIKE it #anyways NONE??? NO THREAT LEVEL???#i get that he's robin's best buddy and all but for the pda to assume he's harmless as a result is i think incorrect #this thang could break her spine in 78 different ways #the least of which being that he is simply very heavy and very strong #y'ever notice how whenever he does the teleport manuever he goes AROUND things?#what do you think happens to whatever he might go THROUGH for him to do that?#i was ASTOUNDED that he wasn't at the max level for being able to potentially turn a human into red mist by jumping wrong

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qkmlh · 3 months

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Old man yaoi but it’s specifically whatever’s going on between Zeff & Garp the entire time at the Baratie

#The inherit honoeroticism of attempting to distract the marine vice admiral with the thing he loves very much so you can make sure your #adopted son and the captain and crew he joined can put more distance between y’all #and said vice admiral eagerly accepting the distraction for what it is and still enjoying himself #Sharing a chat like the old man they are for has passed and the winds of change bring in new tides #Anyways my good folks that was a Seduction attempt if I ever saw one god bless old man yaoi #Red Leg Zeff #Monkey D. Garp #One Piece Live Action #OPLA #One Piece #Ani Rambles

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qeyond · 1 year

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Beyond…..dentist…..please…..I am decomposing

"oh the decor? I actually did it all by myself, can you tell? I took a color theory course in college."

The framed photo is actually from his own personal collection! He thought adding the motivational posters and the "rest in peace" would help calm patients. :) He's very proud, please don't be rude.

#qeyond sucks #beyond birthday #death note #rest in pieces more like #hes like 'theyre health posters i thought theyd fit perfectly!'#it took me a while to think of what I could do for this request and i thought of the #color theory childrens hospital meme and i knew #i just knew he would have that #I also considered something along the lines of naomi going in for a check up #and it being B and hes sooooo excited to see her and she is absolutely horrified #'u put your hands anywhere near my teeth and ill round house kick your face'#anyway hes actually a dental surgeon and takes the teeth home :))#anon i hope this is what you wanted :3 #hes actually very good but he enjoys it a bit too much #thus the 'collection' of giant teeth photos #hes a professional!! he can have framed art!!#nothing weird here!!#also his crocs are in sport mode so he can catch up to anyone that bolts #he explains to them when he catches them that he knows color theory might be new to some people but its real :)#it works :) red is calming :) a very calming color! :)#also do not talk to me about perspective i hate her i did 3 years of design college before i decided i would rather die in a glue trap #q art

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hailsatanacab · 2 years

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fic title: "The dead play with the street children and the children protect the dead."

The dead play with the street children and the children protect the dead

Oooh okay, first of all, I love this sentiment so much and I have far too many ideas for it, but we're sticking with one which got way too far out of hand!!! Sorry!

Danny Phantom, Maddie's pov

It's summer and it's roasting. It's the kind of heat that you can taste, and Maddie Fenton is braving the outside so she can surprise everyone with some much needed ice cream.

The arms of her jumpsuit are tied around her waist and her tanktop is already soaked in sweat, but it'll be worth it when she sees her family happy.

Or rather, when she sees Jack happy. She's sure she'll see Jazz happy, too, but Danny... Lately, it seems to be a coin toss whether she'll see him at all.

At least with the heat, ghost attacks have slowed down to almost nothing and she can try and get some proper mother-son bonding time in.

Part of her wonders if there's a reason for it - if high temperatures affect the structure of ectoplasm in such a way as to render a ghost incapable of functioning at their full capacity (ghosts and colder temperatures have always been linked, surely the inverse would make sense) and whether that can be translated into weaponry. A concentrated heat blast to melt a ghost?

But, she thinks with a sigh, that can wait for another day. It's far too hot to be thinking of concentrated heat blasts. Distantly, she can hear the children laughing and shouting in the park, no doubt splashing in the fountains to cool off.

Once upon a time, Danny and Jazz used to laugh and scream together while playing in there as well, but they're too grown up for it now.

Too grown up to do anything with their parents it seems, but that's fine! All teenagers go through it, as she keeps reminding herself, it's just a phase. They'll grow out of it.

In the meantime, there's always ice cream to help smooth over the cracks.

She turns the corner towards where she knows the ice cream truck awaits and she glances towards the fountain with a soft smile at the children's antics already on her face - and freezes, terrified and angry, at the sight there.

What the hell is it doing here? That... that thing? It's not noticed her yet, too busy accosting the children to pay her any attention, throwing balls of snow into the air with a sharp, twisting cackle.

Maddie's blood runs cold as he dives into the fountain, the water around him growing thick with ice - does he mean to trap the children under the surface? How is no one stopping this?

Why are their parents not fighting to get them out, to save them? She looks around at all the smiling faces and she wants to scream, how can they call themselves parents?

When the ghost boy picks up a child and floats them in the air, their ankles kicking up the slushy water, Maddie sees red. She whips out her ankle blaster (why wasn't she wearing her jumpsuit properly, this is what she gets for letting her guard down!) with a wordless cry that's drowned out by the playful screams of the children.

The ecto-blast gets everyone's attention soon enough.

The effect is instantaneous - parents scramble to get their children out of the fountain safely (better late than never), the ghost boy puts down the child, who stumbles forward when Phantom pushes him to move quicker.

Despicable, really, how he's still trying to hurt the poor boy even when she's pointing a gun right at his core. Maddie's proud that her aim doesn't falter even as rage grips her heart.

How dare he try to hurt children? How dare he?

She opens her mouth to give the ecto-scum a piece of her mind but before she can say anything, before she can even squeeze the trigger, a snowball hits her square in the face and her shot goes wide.

Another ghost?

She squints, her cheek burning with cold, and finds... little Sally from down the street, her dress soaked, and cheeks red with anger as she shouts, "Don't you hurt my friend!"

It's simple to cartwheel back and dodge her next throw, but she's not so lucky when another snowball hits her on the back, followed by the little boy from the fountain shouting "Yeah, leave him alone!"

She curses as another one hits her knee, turning wildly with her gun still raised, trying to get a clean sight on Phantom, but of course the spook has already vanished.

The only thing he left behind is a rapidly depleting stack of snowballs and children screaming for a different, fun new game.

#danny phantom #ask game #this just became a fic instead of an outline huh #im so bad at keeping things little #my other idea for this was dpxdc where phantom finds himself having to survive on the streets of gotham #and ingratiating himself with all the kids about #and it's only when red hood (who also tries to look out for the kids) notices and starts asking questions that they become very protective #which is just so unfair on poor jason - he's been doing his best to help them for years and the minute #he asks them for information what does he get? a kick in the shins and a middle finger for his efforts #honestly it just makes him want to know even more haha #anyway i hope you enjoy!!!#i have another three of these left to do please dont send me any more i am drowning haha #jokes i love them theyre so much fun #my writing #cab writes

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shanghuuo · 1 year

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hello everyone i bring you a shiny new artwork of everyone’s fave foxy grandpa!!

i had some very vague ideas for what i wanted to do at first but i think once i decided on a certain color scheme there was a bit more direction. his hanfu is based on the green hanfu in this post, except without the dragon embroidery because i wanted to keep my sanity <3 this specific style of hanfu is worn by older people, and i think it fits longwei, considering that he is pretty old, even by nation standards. and he really does not help his case in that regard either!

the scar on his neck was given to him by kiku / @kyokkou in 1937 and the one on his cheek was his earliest battle scar, probably during the three kingdoms period. i feel like he wears glasses, specifically ones in the style depicted in the picture, more often that not nowadays. mostly to read, but also he can just see so much clearer with them on 🌞 and there’s no real significance to the gun in his hand, i just thought it would look cool. just pretend it’s symbolic to how china invented gunpowder or smth 🌚

#i slaved over this for two days pls do not let it flop 😩#the long explanation i added really was not necessary but i wanted to let u all in on what was going thru my head when i was working on it #i also think this is the first time i’ve drawn him in his old man ponytail #he actually looks very good with it!!#yes i know that it’s just canon china’s hairstyle #but it looks good!! canon china has some rights.#very few but still #he also looks wonderful in green!!#red is definitely his color but green is a top contender as well i’d say #anyway that’s enough of my rambling #i hope u all enjoy this!! <3 #ok for mutuals to rb #my art

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palepinkycat · 2 years

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WIP WHENEVER

Tagged by @little-lightning-lavellan , thank you <3

Tagging - as always no pressure! - @eydika @silieth @whataboutbugs-art @siennadraws @thedinalixlegacy @queen-scribbles @chaoticspacefam @raven-of-domain-kwaad or @the-raven-of-highever (I never know which account should I tag, I love all your children equally, Raven) and everyone who'd like to share some WIPs

So yeah, I said I'd do it and I'm actually doing it 👀 I know the prompt was Aedan + sleepwalking but I figured I'd show what - or who - he sees in the Fade instead of just painting him wandering there. As I've said - don't do red lyrium, some of his dreams have been pretty messed up already but it only gets worse lol

And this, OMG, I hate it xhshjsjx I've been slowly adding new elements one by one and with every new element a part of me dies inside, so does my PC. I don't know if I'll ever finish it but I've spent way too long working on it to give up now :')

#wip whenever #dragon age #wip #oc:lenka #oc:aedan #all those years and I still can't figure out what the hell is going on with aedan's hair #it's not blonde it's not brown it's not red it looks different in every picture #the only thing i never changed in his design #my natural hair colour is the same and my friends would call it mousy blonde or light brown and then my mum would just call it ✨ dirt ✨#dirt it is #anyways cursed lenka casually walking up to aedan in his dreams probably enjoying scaring the hell out of him is a very lenka thing to do #not only does he get 💖depression💖 he also gets 🧚🏻‍♀️sleep deprivation🧚🏻‍♀️ as a nice little bonus

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sword-dad-fukuzawa · 2 years

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hi there! i watched mars red because of you and now i'm extremely [feelings?????] because of it! i thought you might be amused by this. there's...so much i want to chew on about this anime but i thought i'd ask you first: what are your thoughts and feelings on suwa's characterization? i'm obsessed with him but also i cannot articulate a single coherent thought about him

THIS DOES BRING ME INFINITE JOY ACTUALLY!! I love converting people to my favorite dramatic vampire anime. I too was very [feelings?????] after watching it. I think that is the common experience and it is top tier. This will be very long, by the way.

Okay, Suwa is very interesting. He has such a nuanced characterization that is mostly conveyed through a lot of indirect channels--conversations with other characters, a singular flashback iirc, and these lingering asides when no one else is around. It makes him such a fun character and also really difficult to get a handle on. If I were to boil him down to a set of simple character traits, I'd go with principled, jaded, and kind.

So, did you notice? Suwa's story always revolves around a young female figure. The first person who gets him to both literally and figuratively take his mask off is Akesato, the fifteen-year-old prostitute in episode 4. The person he develops the deepest connection to is the vampire girl, Ayame, at the end, who he eventually ends up taking under his wing on the boat.

(ty @nocandnc for reminding me of her name!!)

To everyone else in the anime, Suwa is closed off at best and antagonistic at worst (this is slightly different in the manga though, fun fact--he gets a lot of scenes with Takeuchi).

And I think this is just such a clever way to characterize Suwa. I can't remember how much this is discussed in the anime, but we learn that Suwa had a little sister.

There's this extremely painful manga panel where he's getting turned by a whole pack of vampires, and he's covered in blood on a boat, and yet all he's looking at is the crouched figure of a little girl. And before the vampires can get her, he tosses her overboard and cries for her to swim, to live.

And this is the core of Suwa's character. He protects children, and he's defined by having his last act as a human be to protect his little sister. He doesn't even know if she survived.

Which, you know, in a pretty masterful demonstration of "take a positive character trait to its extreme, resulting in a flaw," means he kills child vampires. He doesn't want them to experience how terrible and scary it is to be a child vampire--save them from his fate. It's a pretty brilliant example of character growth when he decides he's going to spare Ayame and instead take care of her, going from a lone wolf into a real protector.

(She's an anime-only character, and I think her existence adds a lot to Suwa's arc.)

Like!! Look at this man!! He cares about kids!!

^^ Those are hands capable of great violence (as we see in the rest of the show) and yet he's gently guiding this vampire kid to a safe distance from Kurusu. I'm in my feelings about it.

And here, in this scene--he comforts Ayame with the blunt kindness that Suwa is known for. Because he's been in her position.

I also want to mention how Suwa, despite being so adamant that vampires aren't human, spends a lot of time watching plays and watching singers and being around human society. This is a guy who's seen the worst of humanity in his 300-odd years of being a vampire, and yet he chooses to enjoy the best parts of us.

And he wants to be a part of that.

It's also pretty significant that despite having seen the worst of us, he's still voluntarily part of a military squad protecting humans.

They might talk a lot about how it's mandatory for vamps to join because otherwise you'll be killed, but it's Suwa. He's been around for 300 years, dodging other vampires and vamp-hunters. They can't make him do anything.

I love Suwa because he doesn't act nice. He's cold, standoffish, kind of an asshole half the time. See this panel:

He values competency and won't wait for you to catch up. But Kurusu gets it right, what kind of person he is:

...He's also a little bit crazy, which is valid, considering what happened to him.

And batshit funny. (Hehe. Get it? Bats? Cuz he's- yeah okay sorry)

On a more serious note, I also feel like Suwa is characterized by a lot of regrets. This man carries a lot of guilt, and a lot of memories. In thhe manga, he says about Akesato:

I should've sang her a song...

And then gets Takeuchi to teach him how to sing (he's not good at it, but he's trying). It's...thoughtful. And telling about what sort of person Suwa is.

Anyway, I'm going to end this with my favorite panel of Suwa from the manga, which sums up a lot of his character development in both the anime and manga. His last lines in both adaptations are also pretty telling, I think. In the anime, it's:

Want to go see the "new world" together for a change of pace?

It signifies his willingness to change and to grow, having been wandering Japan for his whole life.

And in the manga?

#thank you SO MUCH for this ask!! i love suwa #and i wanted a chance to talk about how awesome he is!!#glad u enjoyed mars red btw :) 10/10 reccommend checking out the manga #it's fully fan tl-ed AND yenpress (or is it seven seas?) is releasing the last volume this month iirc #in eng #the manga and the anime are both very good in diff ways and i think there's a lot of value in consuming both adaptations tbh #anyway. yes. :) ty.#mars red #suwa #aurie character analysis

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