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jinjeriffic · 3 months
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Danny as Bruce's son/clone concepts
I have a bunch of ideas that I haven't seen explored in the dcxdp fandom (yet. if you know any fics like this shoot me a link!). These are just concepts, feel free to use as you please.
The result of an ill advised teenage fling before Bruce went off globetrotting. Was given up for adoption at birth
A golddigger seduces Bruce in hopes of fleecing him for child support/an inheritance. She dies in a car accident or sth and baby Danny goes into the system
Early during Batman's career, before the meta gene was fully understood people thought Bats was a meta and tried to use his DNA for genetically engineering metas/supersoldiers. When no meta abilities manifested and funding dried up, the surviving child(ren) ended up in the foster system
Maddie worked for CADMUS (or other shady org) at some point but got squeemish and ran away with Danny, assuming a new identity
A relative of Jack or Maddie worked for CADMUS, smuggled Danny out and gave him to the Fentons for safekeeping
Danny was a test-run for what Amanda Waller ended up doing in the DCAU/Batman Beyond, ie creating a replacement Batman
Villainess wants leverage over Batman and/or Bruce and uses mind-control/drugs/shapeshifting to get a baby out of him, but can't be bothered actually raising the kid
Danny is Bruce's son from a different timeline, but during a reality collision/Crisis event things get mucked up. Danny is the only one to remember his timeline and thinks he's going nuts when everyone acts like he's had a whole life as Danny Fenton
Danny is Bruce's son from the future, but gets sent back in time as an infant to a point before his own birth
Danny is like Dawn from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and everyone's memories are altered to compel the Bats to protect him
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samiamack · 2 months
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Cale Rok Headcanons:
KRS is a pillow princess
Bulky/stronk sub
Ace → sex neutral
Willing to do it to fulfill partner
Can make him feel closer to Cale
Wants Cale to be happy
Cale will never engage unless he is certain that Rok Soo consents
Doesn’t enjoy the physical activity aspect
Tends to forget about it while having sex
Can enjoy the act occasionally
Enjoys cuddles after sex
He prefers to express his affection nonverbally
Cuddles
Hugs
Snuggling
Gifts
Acts of service
He loves Cale fiercely
Has a habit of listening to Cale’s heartbeat to remind him that Cale is alive
This habit stems from the trauma of everyone he’s ever loved dying
Cale is the top
Lean muscle dom
Ace → sex positive
Feels closer when and after doing it
Ensures he has consent
Will not engage in any sexual tension if he isn’t sober(almost never)
Enjoys sex
Prefers to express affection physically and verbally
Words of affirmation
Says i love you frequently
Flusters and comforts Rok Soo
Gives compliments frequently
Kisses
Any positive physical touch
Hugs
Snuggles
Arms on waist/shoulders
Gets really insecure about relationship at times and ends up in a spiral of thinking he doesn’t deserve Rok Soo
Rok Soo hates this and tries to help by showing his affection as often as possible
Rok Soo can be averse to touch and won't allow anyone to touch or get near him
Cale respects this and ensures that no one disturb him
Rok Soo likes it when Cale just talks with him during those moments
He also appreciates that Cale will always ask when he is going to go near Rok Soo
The two are the best parental units to their hordes of adopted(legally and emotionally) children.
Cale is genderfluid
Has different wardrobes for all their genders
Ron and Hans can somehow inherently tell which gender Cale is that day/ at the moment(much like Magnus in the Records of Ragnarok)
Deruth is jealous of this ability
KRS is agender but uses he/him pronouns
Due to his appearance people often just assume he is a boy
KRS doesn’t care about whatever pronouns people use for him he just uses he/him because it’s easiest to explain
He actually really likes it when people use anything other than he/him or use he/him but not in a way that seems to imply that they see him as solely a boy (I am 100% projecting here)
Cale catches onto this and will often use whatever random new pronoun he found today in his encyclopedia of neopronouns
Open communication is extremely important to the two so they practice it frequently(I know it’s OCC but in this essay I will-)
They keep almost no secrets from each other
Always inform the other of their plans and if they are injured
Respect keeping each other secrets as they respect each others privacy
Were both hurt by miscommunication in the past so they make sure to always inform the other
KRS is nonverbal
Cale learns sign language to better communicate with KRS first
Rest of the family learn as well
Order:
Kids
Ohn
Hong
Raon
Hans
Ron + Beacrox
Alberu + Rosalyn
Violan + Basen + Lilly
Deruth
Choi Han
Bud Illis
Toonka
Eruhaben already knew sign language
KRS likes to cook for Cale
Cale loves KRS’s cooking
Cale loves to dress KRS up
KRS is fine with whatever as long as it’s comfortable
Cale kisses all of KRS’s scars
KRS finds the scars to be shameful and scary so he gets flustered whenever cale does this
@aro-screams-into-the-void bestie pls opinions I need them!
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butchsupermario · 19 days
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i did one for the bros forever ago but im gonna do one for peach now. no cool way to do this so bear with me. autistic princess peach :]
she is a very VERY picky eater. if it is not sweet it needs to be very mild. if its not soft she wont look at it. she will very literally turn her nose up at hard/crunchy food
she barely emotes. it is never easy to tell what she is feeling just by looking at her or listening to her tone since that barely changes either. she does have a very sweet resting face though. she also frog blinks, breathes very subtly, and seldom moves at all.
peach, though almost unreadable herself, does not struggle very much with social rules or taboo, however, her own strange passive behavior tends to unsettle people anyway.
though she doesnt mind initiating physical affection, she is very touch averse otherwise and preferse to be asked before others give her hugs or hold her hand or so on. she has little tolerance for loud noise and is usually very cranky when she gets done with any high-sensory event.
meltdowns look bitter and pouty, with her refusing to speak at all. she comes down better from them when left alone, but doesnt mind having a close friend to simmer with sometimes.
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atikal · 1 year
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Jamil/Kalim headcanons cause they are rotting my brain and making me cry constantly.
 (can be read as platonic)
Basically canon, but Kalim is Jamil #1 hype man. Literally cannot shut up about Jamil.
While usually a pacifist, if you dare to insult/look down on Jamil, Kalim will throw hands with 0 hesitation. 
When Kalim found out Jamil was afraid of bugs, he purposely trained himself to be able to deal with any and all bugs. He was always relying on Jamil and he wanted Jamil to be able to rely on him too :)
Kalim will hear Jamil scream from another room and be like “It’s my time to shine :D”
As much as Jamil wants space, he also low key get separation-anxiety from Kamil because he’s afraid Kamil is going to do something stupid and get himself hurt.
Jamil desperately wants to meet someone who actually hates Kamil so that he can their secret to it. (cause as much as Jamil wants to hate Kalim, he really can’t but wants to)
Kalim’s most frequent nightmares involve The Curry Incident
Jamil has asked what Kamil’s favorite food is but Kalim responded with “I love all the food you make! :D” and Jamil wanted to slap him as that didnt answer the question at all.
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shieldherostuffs · 2 months
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Life in Marble
L'Arc is a sculptor in secret, his one escape from his duties, in a hidden dungeon in the very corner of the castle grounds, overgrown enough to muffle the sharp cutting and carving of the stone and marble.
He's only told Therese where it is, so she can get him in case of an emergency, but otherwise, no one knows about it
For a while, L'Arc has been working on a large work, something he feels could be his life's work, with how much thought, time, power, and emotion he's put into the marble statue.
One day, after L'Arc finally finished the sculpture; a beautiful young man with short, messy hair, kind and and a warm smile, wearing simple robes, and positioned to be offering a hand to the person before him, and having spent a while admiring it, as L'Arc is tidying up, he hears something. The sound of stone grinding against stone.
As he turns to check, tensing in case of a fight, instead, he finds the statue he'd just made in a completely different position, now sitting on the simple pedestal, looking around with choppy head movements. L'Arc gasps as the statue moves it's hands up before it's face, movements still choppy and mechanical.
As the gasp, the statue whirls it's head towards L'Arc, and he gets to see it's face; eyes wide and seeing, eyebrows slightly lifted and mouth stuck somewhere between a smile and a line.
Later, L'Arc will figure out that, similarly to Jewel People, the statue he created somehow came to life, because of how much of himself he'd put into it. L'Arc names him Naofumi.
L'Arc decides to hide Naofumi away there for a while, just in case, and visit everyday he can. Naofumi cannot sleep, and doesn't need to eat or drink, so L'Arc brings him scrolls and book and other tools to increase his dexterity and practise moving his body, and each time he comes back to visit, Naofumi moves more smoothly. He emotes more, walks still mechanically, and moves more fluidly, like he's slowly becoming more and more a person, the more he's exists and lives.
After a while, L'Arc finds Naofumi some new, better clothes, and takes on a secret trip to the town, and he watches in fascination as Naofumi becomes more alive as he interacts with people and learns more about them, and becomes more and more his own person.
After that, L'Arc starts bringing Naofumi everywhere, stating that "he found a new friend in the town, and he's there to stay". After a while of Naofumi staying, most people warm up to him, and no one can deny Naofumi's obvious beauty; his skin and eyes pale like pure white marble, and his looks like he was sculpted by a God.
Later, Naofumi will joined L'Arc's group in leveling up and fighting monsters, and find out that he has an affinity for earth and nature magic.
However, during one of the Waves that came way quicker than anticipated, after years together, Naofumi pushes L'Arc out of the way of an incoming attack that would've surely killed L'Arc. In the moment before the attack hits, Naofumi smiles and reaches a hand for L'Arc, like his original position, and says "Carve me again, L'Arc, now that you know what I'm made of."
The attack hits, and Naofumi is thrown and shattered against the side of a mountain.
After the Wave, L'Arc gathers all the remaining pieces of Naofumi that he can, and takes them back home, to bury in a spot near the place where he was first carved.
This time, Naofumi will not be carved of marble, he will not shatter like that again. Instead, L'Arc orders a large chunk of an especially rare and overly durable mineral, naturally imbued with magic. This time, he has a much clearer idea of what to carve. The tilt of Naofumi's eyes, the shape of his lips and nose, the rise of his brow, the cut of his cheekbones and jaw, the length of his hair, and the cut of his robes that he most enjoyed.
After months of careful carving, L'Arc is finished, and as soon as he puts the chisel and hammer down, Naofumi moves and speak, just a living as before.
"Hello, L'Arc."
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Alternate answers to…
“Do you trust me?”
“With my life? Yes. Yours? Not so much.”
“With my life? Yes. With my money? Absolutely not.”
“What in the many years of our acquaintance gave you that idea?”
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duskyashe · 1 year
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NaNoWriMo Day #1
[Masterlist]
Prompt from @stealingyourbones found here
"Valerie in Metropolis chews out Superboy for using her car as a projectile to hit a villain."
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Valerie wasn't aware that part of being a hero meant using the possessions of those you were protecting to fight the beings you were protecting them from. In fact, she's pretty sure it wasn't. Sure, she's not always been on the right side of the fight, herself, but she's gotten better! And besides, unlike someone she could name, she's never used a stranger's car as a weapon before!
"OI! You jerk! Did you have to throw my car?! Don't you have freaking laser vision, you idiot!?" Val yelled at Superboy Sr, who was levitating just above the intersection a few feet away from her.
Superboy glared incredulously at her over his shoulder, which, first of all, rude, she should be glaring at him, not the other way around. Second of all, she has every right to be upset about this, how he can be incredulously doing anything in response to that fact is, quite frankly, stupid.
"You call that a car? Honey, fuzzy dice are so 50s, and what was with the white wall tires? I was doing that dated hunk of junk a favor." Oh. Oh he did not. He. Did. Not.
"That 'dated hunk of junk', as you called it, was my grandfather's. It was a feta HEIRLOOM, you—you cheese curd! You leftover piece of string cheese! If you think you're gonna get out of this scott free, then buddy, you've got another thing coming! It may have been on its last legs, but that thing was, quite literally, my only reliable mode of transportation in this gouda forsaken place. 'Moby Dick'! Do you just casually destroy private property every time you fight some ne'er-do-well? How the 'Flygirl' you manage to get away with frequent property damage I'll never know, but—" who knew cussing out a superhero in the middle of battle was so hard to do? She had to up her cardio next time to went to the gym, this was unacceptable.
Superboy glanced at her again and rolled his eyes, dodging out of the way of a different thrown car before replying. "Look, as much as I'd love to hear you go on, I'm kind of busy at the moment, can we talk about this later? If you're really that torn up over the antique rust bucket, I'll make it up to you. Alright?"
Val narrowed her eyes at him as she ducked under a chunk of flying rubble. "You better. In fact, to make sure you don't get to get out of this, I'm going to stay right on your tail the rest of this fight. You try to lose me, I take you to court. Now will you stop dancing around this quack?! Just finish him already!"
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Incoming message
From: The Konman
Hey, question. Could you, theoretically, lend me some money for a car?
From: Third Tim's the Charm
... is this about that chick whose car you threw instead of using your heat vision earlier?
From: The Konman
Oh no, I am not losing that bet, I can totally go a full week without melting things with my eyes.
From: Third Tim's the Charm
... I'll see what I can do.
From: The Konman
You're the best ^⁠_⁠^
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Credit: "The Konman" is from the amazing chat fic "Crime, Love, and Ghosts. (And other, Probably)" by Thornrose270 on AO3, I highly recommend reading it ^⁠_⁠^
There's no specific make or model mentioned because, while I am an appreciator of cars, I do not want to make any more waves in the car enthusiast community than I might have already, what with my comments on fuzzy dice and white wall tires (⁠;⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)
Also, on Val's use of cheese and literature as stand-in cuss words. Kids emulate the language used around them as they grow up ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠⊙⁠_⁠ʖ⁠⊙⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ also, I really wanted to use some cheese related cuss words (⁠^⁠~⁠^⁠;⁠)
I may or may not come back later and edit this, there was no beta reader and I barely know how to write Val or Kon, so there's probably lots of mistakes (⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠;⁠) but hopefully it's not too bad? *fingers crossed*
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pollyna · 2 years
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Slooserole soulmates au:
- Carole and Goose always had two soulmarks and, for a little while, after Nick meets Pete they believe is him. When they let him know he laughs so hard he almost falls out of the chair. I'm flattered guys but I can't be your third one. Already meet my soulmate once, thought dude to praise and so it begins the story of how Pete and Tom met during the shortest of his deployment and how it wasn't love at first sight but oh boy if Pete's eyes are sparkling;
- Ron has two soulmarkes, Tom one and a broken heart until he meets Pete. Ron still has two soulmarkes, Tom one but his heart isn't broken anymore;
- they knew each other already in Annapolis but top gun opens doors and windows and Goose sees it in the showers and almost run off naked to the phone because darlin' I found him! And Carole is on the first flight to Miramar to meet the person;
- Carole first reaction to Ron is oh, he's handsome and Goose's answer is and you have to see what's under the uniform. They both giggle like kids. And an attack plane it's set;
- they're playing volleyball when Carole approaches Ron and looks out for Goose because your wife??? Goose?? And he doesn't think twice to answer yes when she asks if he wants to buy her a drink, that night;
- A drink in Goose sits on his wife's side and another story begin. At the end of the night Ron has a room number and a date for lunch.
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xxlunadeaxx · 1 year
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(A first) Meetings between Monarchs
(More than one Monarch AU)
The Ghost Child and The Lord of the Lost
(Inspiration, Vs. Giratina.)
“This Pokémon God is said to live in a world on the reverse side of ours, where common knowledge is distorted and strange. It was banished for its violence. It silently gazed upon the old world from the Distortion World. It appears in an ancient cemetery.”
Danny must have a hidden talent for annoying people because so far with every ghost he meets manages to start a fight with them.
W̴̨̪̥͑͗͐̎̈H̸̛̟͕̻̍̽̏̿̚Ọ̵̥͎̬͉̍̕̚ͅ ̷̠̝̽̃D̵̨̯͔̈́̾͗̃̉A̷̜̟̼̞͖̹̎̀̓̌̉̃R̶̻͛̔̂̀͐Ĕ̷̪̖̗̏̿̀̂̒S̵̯͗͊̈͆͂̑̿ ̸̛͔̻̩̖̗́͒̚͜D̶̰̈Ḙ̸̛͖̊̃̿̑̀́F̵͙̼͉̩̱̽̌̀̑̀́Î̴͎̱͇̮͉͈̦̲L̷͚̙̳̋̽̿E̴̠͆̾̕ͅ ̴̡͉̘͓̰̮̞̍
T̶̤̪̜̏͑H̷̨̨̯̗͍̬́̍̒͛͘E̵͉͖͔͔̳̳̲͋̊͋̔̈́̿ ̵̩̥͇̉ͅĻ̴̭̖͙͔͍̼̹̑̎͘O̴̬̊͐͆̈́̀͊R̸̰̉̑̾̐D̸͖̖̼̫͙͇͒̽͝ ̸̨̞̜͕̙̃̾̀̽͜ͅO̵̫̥̤͋̾̂̍͛̈́̚̚F̸̘͂͋͊͝ ̷̯̪̀͊͊̓̓̍͂Ţ̴̏H̶̢̺̞̗̮̹͉͙̐͛͗̆͒͘̕Ę̴͍̻͒̈̿̾͂̄̎̔ ̵̞̟͖̼͍̘̬̈́̆͛̈́͛̚L̶̺̲̭͈̭̈̊̀̈͘Ò̷̢̧͇͍͔̃̽̚Ş̴̛̜̹T̴̛͓͕̣͕̺͊̕’̸̥̞͚̫͗ͅS̴͖͔̦͙̳̟̈̔͋ ̵̨̡̣̞̃͌͘͝R̷͓̬̀͌E̷̬̩͈̳̋̌͘͜͝Ḁ̴͉͔͈̈́́͋͑̀̂͝͝Ḻ̸̪͕͍͌M̷̡̼̝̩̜̤͒̏͂̈̃?̵̡͓͈͎̤̏̄̽̏̔͒̆̅
(Who dares defile the Lord of the Lost's Realm?)
Though pissing off a giant winged(?) snake on sight is new for him, both on record and experience.
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He'd been flying around for what felt like hours in this oddly beautiful place that while looking similar to the Ghost Zone, was more connected with pathways and rivers that defied physics than just some floating islands. And wasn't just green.
He felt entranced while observing his surroundings with no sign of anything other living being or ghost before finally following his instincts to travel toward the direction where an aura of power radiated to him. He'd then found a large flat island that held some type of incredibly large ancient temple that looked thoroughly smashed to bits with the pillars crumbled to less than half mast, yet still had a floating ceiling off-center and some perfectly intact statues inside. The curious child that he is couldn’t resist getting a closer look, floating closer to one statue that looked almost like a dinosaur and was trice his height (sauropod-like). It stood on four sturdy legs, a long sturdy tail, and a long neck, with a crest on its head. It had horns and fangs that looked like armor rather than growing on it with some kind of fin/wing on its back, along with a sort of chest piece with a blue jewel that was the only color in this statue of gray stone.
When he looked at the writing underneath the statue, Danny noticed that a plate was knocked off and broken beneath the statue that seemed to hold Ancient Greek lettering, not that he could read it in its state. Carved into the base of the statue held large lettering Danny never saw before, though could still read with no training (thanks to ghost logic).
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Dialga, Sibling?
Danny turned around and checked another statue across from the Dialga Sibling statue, this one was bipedal and also looked like a dinosaur to Danny. (Theropod-like) It had two sturdy legs and a powerful tail, gauntlet-looking arms with round plates on its shoulders, a long slightly bent neck, and a head that also had tusks/fang armor and a pointed crest at its crown. Two wings/fins protrude from the statue's back that fanned its shoulders, and again the only color on it was the two pink circle gems on the round shoulder plates for each side.
Once again the plate underneath was removed, though this one was whole and set to the side, the lettering was unintelligible with being so rubbed away. Danny traced the carved words that replaced the plate, almost feeling something from them.
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Palkia, Sibling.
While these were interesting, the true interest was in the even larger statue to the back of this temple. It was another quadruped like the first, but not as stocky. It looked like a regal horse with its slim legs and neck, wavy-looking tail and mane(?) that sticks up away from its head between pointed ears/horns, and a cross mixed with a wheel on its round stomach. It doesn't have any jewels on it like the others, but it's lined with gold in between all the cracks in the statue. Like it was smashed to bits but then glued together with gold.
Danny ducked as suddenly the resembling a centaur statue exploded, but it didn't reach him as it only flew out a foot before halting, and slowly melding together again. Odd, but he didn't focus on it for his eye caught on the carved words on the podium.
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Original, Creator, Almighty.
The last word was carved messily with jagged lines, and Danny could feel something like anger from it - maybe grief.
Liar
Unsettled by the negative feeling of the unstable statue, which did explode again and reformed slowly, Danny backed away to the middle of the temple. Where was that feeling of power he was following earlier? There was only lingering emotions from the statues but he was right on top of the power...
He looked up.
And saw a mural etched into the floating ceiling above him, winding around where the stubs of pillars were, was a dark painting of a snake-like shadow with dull red eyes looking at him. Danny shuddered a little while huffing a small laugh, closing his eyes with a small smirk. A (half)ghost scared of a painting? How ironic.
Something splattered.
And Danny opened his eyes to see the red eyes start to peel away from the mural, starting to glow brightly as the abyss black dripped around him, oozing from six reaching tentacles that pierced the ground and caged him beneath the shadow as it lowered closer, and closer.
Danny stood there as the eyes appraised him, and a red mouth just as bright as the eyes split beneath the two, and a multitude of voices spilled out.
W̴̨̪̥͑͗͐̎̈H̸̛̟͕̻̍̽̏̿̚Ọ̵̥͎̬͉̍̕̚ͅ ̷̠̝̽̃D̵̨̯͔̈́̾͗̃̉A̷̜̟̼̞͖̹̎̀̓̌̉̃R̶̻͛̔̂̀͐Ĕ̷̪̖̗̏̿̀̂̒S̵̯͗͊̈͆͂̑̿ ̸̛͔̻̩̖̗́͒̚͜D̶̰̈Ḙ̸̛͖̊̃̿̑̀́F̵͙̼͉̩̱̽̌̀̑̀́Î̴͎̱͇̮͉͈̦̲L̷͚̙̳̋̽̿E̴̠͆̾̕ͅ
̴̡͉̘͓̰̮̞̍T̶̤̪̜̏͑H̷̨̨̯̗͍̬́̍̒͛͘E̵͉͖͔͔̳̳̲͋̊͋̔̈́̿ ̵̩̥͇̉ͅĻ̴̭̖͙͔͍̼̹̑̎͘O̴̬̊͐͆̈́̀͊R̸̰̉̑̾̐D̸͖̖̼̫͙͇͒̽͝ ̸̨̞̜͕̙̃̾̀̽͜ͅO̵̫̥̤͋̾̂̍͛̈́̚̚F̸̘͂͋͊͝ ̷̯̪̀͊͊̓̓̍͂Ţ̴̏H̶̢̺̞̗̮̹͉͙̐͛͗̆͒͘̕Ę̴͍̻͒̈̿̾͂̄̎̔ ̵̞̟͖̼͍̘̬̈́̆͛̈́͛̚L̶̺̲̭͈̭̈̊̀̈͘Ò̷̢̧͇͍͔̃̽̚Ş̴̛̜̹T̴̛͓͕̣͕̺͊̕’̸̥̞͚̫͗ͅS̴͖͔̦͙̳̟̈̔͋ ̵̨̡̣̞̃͌͘͝R̷͓̬̀͌E̷̬̩͈̳̋̌͘͜͝Ḁ̴͉͔͈̈́́͋͑̀̂͝͝Ḻ̸̪͕͍͌M̷̡̼̝̩̜̤͒̏͂̈̃?̵̡͓͈͎̤̏̄̽̏̔͒̆̅
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The voice(s) was angry and accusing, and Danny had a feeling of deja vu when he opened his first door in the Ghost zone. He just trespassed on a very powerful being's territory and had no excuse other than curiosity and being lost. Still, Danny stood his ground, took a breath (to ground himself not to breathe), and tried to use manners that Jazz always said wouldn't hurt.
"Danny Phantom." He couldn't get any other words out to even attempt to be polite, the pressure around him was immense and seemed to close in on his throat, but he got his intent across.
And also couldn't hide some emotion.
'Lost, Guardian, searching for help, protector of the weak, fledgling, unwilling hero'
The shadow seemed to pause, its writhing body slowing from a lashing like a vengeful cat's tail to an interested hunter (why did that example seem worse?). The dripping stopped, and the inky blackness around him drew back to the tentacles stabbed into the ground. The mouth was still open wide, and the eyes still glowed, but the shadow was gaining solidity. The 'face' drew closer until Danny could nearly touch it, the mouth longer than his whole height as it seemed to mock him. No voice reached him, but Danny felt its intent and emotions like he can with other ghosts, and he could feel it being pushed directly at him purposefully.
'Suspicion, Curiosity, Verify'
A̵̰̣̘̘͍̭̖ͫr͔̯̪̗̭͔̻͚ͦ̈ͭ͞e̥̻̹̪̭̣ͭ̑̀ ̺̦ͦ̄ͧ͜y̱̮͈ͩ͘o̵̼̘̓ͯ͗u̢͎̖͙ͤ̊ ̳̤̤̪͖̐̄̇͞t̤̮̭͔̙̦̆͛̀r̫͓̤͎̣̩̘ͨͣͦ͠u͖͕͖͎͚̹͌͢ţ̖̞͗͌̒h̭͔̞͇̃̔͟f̅͊͌͏͙̬̘u̡̫̰̰̰̜̞ͥl̘̹̦͚̰̥̻͆̿ͫ͝?̴͓̬̦͒̽ͅͅ
(Are you truthful?)
It rumbled.
And Danny, tired after stressing over homework and test, fighting the fruitloop, flying for hours, and his core screaming danger danger danger;
Punched the shadow right between its eyes.
Uh-oh
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sun-nn-y · 9 months
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2K12 Raph and Leo assume their brothers know that they’re in a relationship because of how open their sexual tension is; + cheek kisses, hand holding, and honestly so much more. But when they share a quick peck of lips when Leo is walking by, Mikeys jaw basically drops to the floor where he’s sat, and he’s confusedly blubbering about it while Leo and Raph are just as equally confused.
It’s all settled with a small talk about how Leo thought that Donnie and Mikey already knew? Mikeys excited about this new discovery, but for his own reasons..
I plan on writing an actual thing for this concept, and expanding on the story with some Mitello bc I love them sm
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wtfastaroth · 10 months
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winx characters in: iconic things my friends once said
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layla: that dumb white
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*planning a party in a group chat*
Bloom: riven are you alive?
Riven: *sticker*
Musa: YOU SEE THE GUY DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO WRITE
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*stella created the group "unholy whores at 3 km away"*
Brandon: holy*
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Darcy: have you seen my hoodie?
Stormy: which one?
Darcy: the brown one with white designs
Stormy: *wearing the said hoodie* no I've never seen it in my life
Darcy: ...
Stormy: HEY THESE ARE MINE SOCKS???
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stormy wanting the test answer: PASS IT TO ME DARCY
Darcy with a teacher by her side to make sure she doesn't use psychic spells: HOW DO I PASS YOU BITCH
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sunriseflamesart · 2 years
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Y'all are asking the wrong questions.
It's useless to ask "ass thighs or tiddies", it's normal to have a favourite but everyone enjoys all three, so the real questions are…
Who aggressively motorboats your tiddies, who tries really hard to be respectful but their eyes keep on slipping downwards and who simply face plants on your tiddies and wait for death to take them?
Who likes to slap your ass as you're simply walking by, who always puts a hand on it when you hug and who purposefully goes up the stairs after you to be eye level with it?
When you're worried of suffocating them between your thighs by sitting on their faces, who gets amused at your concern, who gets annoyed and who gets so embarrassed it's a miracle they even asked?
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Here's my (spoiler free) guesses for the loz fanbase moving forward:
+ We are going to kin the shit out of Tauro
+ We are never going to be normal about Links hair being down
+ I am expecting Rauru × Link, and I welcome it with open arms
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kindlythevoid · 5 months
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I remain devastated that we didn’t get to see Aragorn’s crew of the Dunedain in the movies.
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labyrynth · 1 month
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i’m not sure if it’s just me but listening to the eng performance for gallagher…it just sounds really inconsistent.
not just in one way, either: pitch, tone, and timbre all seem to vary pretty significantly between voice lines, and even the pacing and the way certain letter sounds are formed feel like they’re less consistent than i would like.
i also just…generally wish they had gone for a deeper, more full-bodied kind of sound. he sounds just a bit too sharp.
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cosymelody · 7 months
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Hello! The name's Melody and welcome to my page!
Request Status: Open!
I write and occasionally draw in my free time and I would love to have suggestions and requests. I’ll write images, drabbles, oneshots, and headcannons.
Rules, Masterlist, etc. ⬇︎
𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬:
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I will do:
Nsfw
Yandere (mainly)
x Readers (Platonic or Romantic)
Gore
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I will NOT do:
Incest
Noncon
Religious themes
Pedophilia (child reader/characters)
Zoophilia
Explicit abuse
Drug usage/abuse
𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭:
Coming soon
𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬:
Creepypasta (mainly)
Linked Universe (mainly)
Undertale
Welcome Home
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𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬:
#Melody-writes (Headcanons/imagines/oneshots)
#Melody-art (Art/doodles)
#Melody-talks(Random asks/ramblings)
#Melody's-OC-Haven (Oc stuff)
Feel free to ask any questions about me or my OCs as well!
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