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the compulsion to actually make a discord server so everyone can properly chat together about stuff and share stuff is greater-than-usualy on this rainy friday
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aluhnim · 6 months
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The Things We Carve
A broomsquire attempts to whittle something for himself and struggles until his pen-turning friend visits his workshop.
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radiance1 · 6 months
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Ice sculptor Danny.
One Jack Fenton has, for some reason, decided to stop hunting ghosts. Even if that was his wife's passion, he just couldn't do it anymore, and Maddie?
Well, she was okay with it.
Until his newfound passiveness for ghosts got in the way of her hunting that Phantom menace, but that was fine, really, it was.
Then, when one Danny Fenton revealed himself to be Phantom and Jack took his side, she suddenly realized.
Phantom did something to her husband, something changed his view mentally about how ghosts were evil, despicable and non-sentient beings.
He mind-controlled her husband.
Except, Jack wasn't mind controlled, but she couldn't believe it, which lead to him unfortunately having to quickly back his stuff and leave with Danny over to Jazz's place for a while. She was surprised to see him there, but after hearing what happened she was more than welcome to let them stay.
Despite it all, Jack couldn't find it in himself to divorce his wife, or bring up any significant feels of hatred towards her, and that? Well, it made him miserable.
He tried to put up a strong front for his kids, that everything is and will continue to be a okay, but they could tell that he wasn't okay, not at all. After all, as his children, they had a front row seat to the sheer amount of love displayed between them that honestly? Both Danny and Jazz thought would never be torn apart until the day they, well, die.
And even then, after finding out ghosts existed, they expected it to continue even beyond life.
Safe to say, Jack was taking this newfound situation hard.
Danny tried to cheer him up, obviously, stuff like father-son bonding and getting him little gifts, he made via his ice powers, which then lead to him finding out he has quite the gift for ice sculpting and, after being encouraged by his father and sister to pursue his own happiness, he started to work on larger and larger projects.
A few years later, he managed to make an exact replica of both his father and sister as a parting gift.
Shame then, that he outlived them.
The GIW and his mother came knocking on the door, and a fight broke out between them. Jazz and Danny were fighting the GIW, while Jack holding off Maddie, hell, trying to get through to her and explain that it really was their son and not a ghost imprint.
Just as they finished dealing with the GIW, their home exploded from the ground up. It was, far too fast, far too unexpected, for them to react so soon.
But after a few seconds Danny was running into the rubble while Jazz was calling for help.
And the bottom of the rubble, he found that experimental technology his father was working on, the cause of the explosion, and shifting through the rubble led him to see his father.
His father died protecting his mother with his body.
Maddie was alive, if just barely.
She never fully recovered from it, both from losing her husband right before her very eyes and her physical injuries. Whenever Danny visited she would curse him, claiming that it was his fault why everything happened this way, his fault for replacing her baby boy and the reason why her husband died.
Danny, obviously, didn't take it well.
So he put his everything into mastering ice sculpting, never taking a break for more than a few minutes before going back to work. He even, in his grief, ignored his sister far more than he meant too.
He never realized how alone he felt when his mother died from suicide, even more so, when his sister died as well from old age.
He knew he probably still had his friends, but after focusing on only ice sculpting for so long, he didn't even know if they were considered friends.
He didn't want to find out, didn't have the courage to find out.
So he sculpted.
When he finally worked up the courage, they had already passed.
There was nothing for him here, not anymore, so he left.
He ended up in a dimension of heroes and villains, where some of the population had powers known as meta abilities and where none humans could roam around.
He had nothing here, a new, fresh start.
He had nothing.
So he sculpted.
He managed to make a name for himself, thought not anything too grand since he didn't want fame, but he was known for being a meta who used his ice powers in sculpting that never melts.
A year since he came to this dimension, he recreated his family. His mother and father, embracing each other and looking at each with faces of love that they couldn't give and receive when they were alive, and his sister, who he ignored and ignored until she ultimately died without making any new memories with her brother and going through her own fair share of grief.
He rested them in an isolated area, a forest, and prayed that they would find piece in their next lives.
He wouldn't have known that these sculptures would be found by some heroes, who stared at Jack's iced face and notice the features of Superman, nor that etching a rest in piece underneath would lead to anything significant.
But it did.
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coolwizard78 · 3 months
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i love the voices he does for the bucket and stanley
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lightbluesleeper · 4 months
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gordon freeman plays super punch out
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eggs-can-draw · 2 months
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Anybody else struggle w/ protags that you’re “supposed to project yourself onto”? Like. No. That isn’t me, that’s my buddy. I’m not the one going through this, they are, but we’re still in this together. They may be a vessel for my choices, but I’m still taking them into account when I make those choices.
I unno
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gla55t33th · 11 months
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ilovejuzi · 8 months
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Yeag v redraw
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unknownfanartist · 9 months
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drops this little thing here and scurries off
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cute-pluto · 1 month
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mousepad.
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boopshoops · 4 months
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ROCK N ROLLL 🎸🎸🎸 GUITAR SOLO RAAH 🦅
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Pop music club shenanigans :))) ft. Peepaw
More below the cut wooo
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alspacedout · 5 months
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morodo
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vaniliens · 2 months
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Behold! My favorite fairy tail characters!
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puddii-ng · 3 months
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tea party!!!
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sunnydayaoe · 2 months
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I think about them sometimes... sometimes all the times... wow...
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