#so jazzed to share

[reu-draws]

I love this Luke I'm drawing so much, but I can't share him til September

#Dinluke big bang #dinluke #star wars #so jazzed to share

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 317

IMAGINE THIS: Lil baby Damian, bored and being not quite old enough to start learning how to use proper weapons (curse these wooden ones, he wants true steel!) is wandering the base. This is not out of the ordinary, he’s the prince after all. What is out of the ordinary is that his shadow, his Akhi, is not here. 

Technically, he should be napping, but he woke up and neither his mother or his brother- who is quiet but gentle and isn’t a good speaker (mother said it was from a head injury)- is there. Which is how he finds his way to the Pit, which he’s not supposed to be at. Or at least not alone. 

But! His mother and Akhi are there! And- and Akhi is screaming and he’s never heard him scream like that, like he’s in agony- His eyes are green- they were blue, had, had Mother placed him in the Waters- 

And then the pool is bubbling- he should be running away, get assistance or something, he’s five, he shouldn’t be running towards it when everything is screaming to flee. But one moment he’s at the doorway, the next he’s clinging to his akhi as something writhes in the Pit, a mighty bellow echoing even as the Shadows take defensive positions. 

The water cascades, laps at their feet, splashes everywhere as a scaled form rises from the depths, wings like a bloodied sunset spreading as fur bursts into flames. Crimson eyes glare down at them all, pupils slits as they bare down at his Akhi. 

The creature- the dragon- dips its head down, its breath warm as it chuffs at his akhi, wings folding as though it is bowing. His akhi is clinging to Mother, shivering, several scars glowing as they fade and a burst of hair burned white. 

Oh. 

Oh.

@fairy-lights-and-blobs @f4nd0m-fun @hdgnj @radiance1 pspspspsps

#DCxDP #DPxDC #Prompts #Ghosts are Dragons #Or at least Halfas are #Let Jason & Damian be brothers #Jordan looking at Jason: This lil shit is my partner in this world? Damn could be worse #Danny wriggling from the pool & climbing up Damian’s back: My Partner >:D #Ellie bouncing through the caves to Respawn & dragging him into the room: My partner :) #Ras honestly kind of shrugs because ‘well they were chosen by the pits so hi extra grandsons he supposes #Ras turning to giant dragon Vlad & giving scritches: What do I do with two wholeass new grandchildren #Jazz the sea dragon sprawled behind Dusan & playing chess with him: #Does Bruce even know about the fact Ras has a giant fuck-you dragon? Who knows #He sure wasn’t expecting his son (EXCUSE HIM HE HAS A SON?!) to have a dragonet #Hood with big sun dragon behind him: >8) #Sun Core Dan #Ocean Core Jazz #Space Core Danny #Moon Core Ellie #They’re having fun with this httyd vibes honestly #Redeemed Vlad #Sort of- morally gray & complex Vlad & co #It’s similar to platonic soulmates but also not #They can share emotions with their chosen #Danny & Ellie are the size of medium dogs but the size of small horses by the time Damian goes to Gotham #Dan is the size of a semi-truck & will slowly get bigger #Jazz? The size of a plane but longer #Vlad is the size of a skyscraper (yes he came to this world first time isn't exactly linear in the realms all the time) #If you want pics of designs they're under the ghosts are dragons tag on my blog #(though haven't designed Jazz yet)

[hodinodi]

Can we please please look at naoya's face from your p1 reunion fanart?

this ask made me laugh cus he doesnt rlly look any different from how he usually looks cus i was too focused on his clothes MFGFG😭😭 but yeah sure! heres a crop from my doodle drafts

#my art #all the tags on that post made me so happy :'[ #cannot overstate how addicting it is to draw p1 cast #it was admittedly hard to design smth for naoya so i wasnt too jazzed w what i ended up w in the end compared to ayase and markgmfkg #(my bias for ayase is clear as day) #so im a lil embarrassed sharing this #but did i enjoy drawing him? definitelyyyyyyyy. will hopefully draw more of him when im done w my finals real soon #anon #persona 1

[wolfjackle-creates]

WIP Wednesday

So I'll be sharing a snippet from a different fic today! If I share anymore of Bring Me Home, I may as well just post the entire first chapter. (Which, I will be looking for a new job and hopefully moving in 2 months or so, so I'll probably try and start posting after that. Get another chapter or two written in the meantime.)

This fic is also from a prompt that was submitted by @regonold to @stealingyourbones. I did part of a collab fill previously, but the idea has been living in my mind rent free and I couldn't help but want to take it on more fully. I've written 5.5k and this snippet is just under 900 words.

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The formal gardens beyond the iron gate filled Danny with dread. Vlad’s mansion had looked like this, too. But Jazz had promised him, over and over again, that the Waynes were nothing like the Fruit Loop while begging him to come. Besides, he’d spent weeks making sure his schedule was clear and making deals to prevent any interruptions. No backing out now. With a sigh, he pressed the button for the intercom.

“Good evening, may I ask your business?” asked a man with a British accent.

“Um, yeah. Good evening.” Why was it so much harder to communicate with other people as human Danny than ghost Phantom? “Um, I’m Danny. Jazz’s brother?”

“Ah, yes. Of course. We’ve been expecting you. Follow the drive up to the house and welcome.”

Motors activated and the gates slowly opened. Danny started the trek up the long driveway. His anxiety wasn’t relived when he saw the manor with it’s dark stone facade and literal tower. If it was made of lighter stones, it could have been a copy of Vlad’s castle.

“This is for Jazz,” he muttered under his breath as he walked up the stairs. Before he could knock on the doors, they opened and Jazz ran out to hug him.

“Danny! Thank you so much for coming! How’ve you been? I know you’re busy, but you need to call me more often.”

Danny hugged her back tightly. “Sorry, Jazz. You know how I lose track of time. So where’s this famous Jason?”

A man stepped forward and started speaking, but hanging off his back was a ghost. The ghost of the dead Robin, to be exact. Shit.

At least the position of the ghost meant he appeared to be looking at probably-Jason. Even if he didn’t hear a word the man said. To make it worse, Robin realized he could see him and was sending out help-me trills.

Danny had to bite hard on his tongue to keep from vocalizing his own comforting chirps.

He was so focused on Robin that he almost didn’t notice probably-Jason holding out his hand to shake. Laughing self-consciously, he took it. “It’s great to finally meet you.”

The other man hesitated a moment and asked, “Is everything all right?”

But all Danny could focus on was Robin hanging off Jason’s shoulders and sending out happy-sad-helpless feelings. Danny relaxed the hold he had on his ghost self and tried to sense what was going on. But he had to reassure the human, too. “Yeah, I’m fine.” But wow, was Jason not. Where had he come into contact with such weird ectoplasm? It seemed to twist every emotion into anger and fear and violence.

Even worse was Robin. He was barely perceptible even to Danny’s enhanced senses.

Of course, Jazz was liminal enough to realize he was doing something. Quietly, she chirped a question.

Danny just shook his head and pulled back his power. “Later,” he murmured.

“I’ll hold you to that,” she said back, just as quietly.

Louder, Danny said, “Sorry. I just have bad memories about large manors like this. Has Jazz told you about Vlad?”

“He’s come up a time or two. With the black hair and blue eyes, someone will probably make an adoption joke at you before the night is over. But I’ll stab them if they do.”

Danny's laugh would have been much less forced had he not just felt the twisted anger inside probably-Jason. “Just don’t hit anything vital,” he said, hoping it sounded like a joke.

Robin rolled his eyes—and how could he do that so obviously with a mask on?—and tried to pull on Jason to lead him inside.

“Well, it might be summer, but Gotham is never warm. Come on in and I’ll introduce you to everyone,” said Jason.

Jazz grabbed his hand as they made their way inside where they were greeted warmly by an elderly gentleman.

“You must be Mr. Danny. Welcome to the Manor. I’m Alfred. Dinner will be served in one hour and please let me know if you need anything. Your sister stated you didn’t have any dietary restrictions?”

“What’s that?” Danny was trying not to stare at Robin who was now hugging the older man. Before Alfred could repeat himself, however, Danny’s brain caught up to the human conversation. “Oh, uh, no. I don’t. Jazz is right.”

“Very good. Can I take your coat and bag?”

Danny did shrug off his backpack, but only so he could also take off his coat. “Can I keep the bag? I don’t feel comfortable without it on me.”

“Very well.” Alfred hung the coat up on a rack right next to the door. “Master Jason, be sure to show him where the bathroom is on your way to join the others. Mr. Danny, there are plenty of drinks in the sitting room where everyone is relaxing should you need a refreshment.” And he finally had confirmation that this was Jason!

“’Course I will, Alfie.”

“Thanks,” said Danny, though he was more focused on the desperate chirps Robin was sending out.

I’m here-notice me-I love you.

Looks like he was breaking his promise to Jazz to not do any ghostly business tonight. Of course Jazz’s boyfriend would be haunted by a ghost that needed help. Why was he even surprised?

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As far as I know, there hasn't been a lot of requests for a tag list on this one. @addie-lover-of-stories is the only one I noticed. But let me know and I'll start one!

Next Part

#dp x dc #danny fenton #jazz fenton #jason todd #anger management #alfred pennyworth #i reread everything ive written today for the first time in a week or two #and theres some scenes i cant wait to share with others #it'll be fun #for danny at least #the bats not so much

[whaliiwatching]

the shore was kissed by sea and mist… tenderly

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big inspired by this post <3

#spider man: across the spider verse #spider punk #spider noir #hobie brown #noirpunk #record from the future ;) #i was so close to using ‘it only takes a moment’ from hello dolly. but it didnt fit the vibe #ella fitzgerald’s tenderly tho? perfect #noir’s world is a sensory heaven its like a weighted blanket on your entire soul #i tried to draw a gramophone myself. be thankful for free stock photos #drawing kissing is so fucking hard ugh but this turned out ok #i am. proud question mark of it #gods i fucking love them. theyre sharing music theyre dancing to soft jazz #hobie brings records from the future and noir gives him records from the past…………. dont touch me #they’re in LOVE in love do you UNDERSTAND ME

[significant-ace-nnoyance]

headcanon that after bloodbending in tartarus percy is more sensitive to feeling the water in blood meaning that he can sometimes feel annabeth’s pulse quicken when she looks at him or when he tucks her hair behind her ear or says something sweet

#can you tell i’m mentally ill about them #based on that one kanej scene #where nina says kaz catches his breath every time he sees inej like it’s the first time #(kaz autocorrected to jazz i just want to share that) #also i feel like percy wouldn’t say anything about it he’d just privately smile to himself each time #OR annabeth would be starting to have an anxiety attack someday and he’d realize before she said anything and help calm her down #and afterwards she’d be like wait how did you know my heart was beating too fast #and he’d be like uhhhhh soooo 🙃and tell her all embarrassed and bashful like #and she’d find that’s so sweet like tell me you don’t want to jump off a bridge thinking of annabeth finding out abt that #and that her heart still skips a beat around percy after all these years #i feel physically ill typing this #percy jackson #annabeth chase #percabeth #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo <3 #percy series #percy jackson and the olympians

[pinkiepig]

Ngl, it gets a little discouraging posting literally any original art on any social platform 

#Share stories they said #Stuff like this takes time #work #all that jazz #I haven’t been active on here for like a whike #so I guess it’s understandable #just gotta keep pushing #hopefully something cool could happen #Piggy stfu

[ghost-pasta]

#danny phantom #nicolai technus #technus #sam manson #dp poll #joke poll #attack of the killer garage sale #i love you wizard of integrated circuitry #his first episode was probably the best opener for technus as a character #it also had the first time danny tries to ditch his friends for the popular crowd #so it's a nice lesson in true friends before it's taught idk how many times again after this #also sam's role in this specific interaction was so funny #jazz and sam should share notes on ghost psychology she nailed technus' whole schtick so fast #a weak tucker episode but that's fine. he spends it learning sam's rich without danny so it's not like he's forgotten either #a shame we don't get anything after this for danny's first reaction to her being rich #but ah well #sorry for rambling in the tags lol

[awakefor48hours]

Sometimes it’s important to break away from everything and start thinking about your life from specifically your experiences and after doing this I’ve once again found joy in being black.

#wanted to share with someone but everyone is sleeping so alas to tumblr I go #but sometimes I think I hate myself #but then I just realize it’s because I live in a society that’s hostile to black people #and when I separate myself from that I realize just how much I like being black #I love jazz/r&b/hip hop/etc #I love my natural/thick hair #I love singing happy birthday #I love playing spades #I love using aave #I just love all of it #I love being black #I love being black and proud

[aro-in-danyl]

Retired!Pariah Dark AU

Jazz is having the time of her life psychoanalyzing Danny’s rogues and helping them with their troubles. Eventually she even convinces Clockwork to give Dan a chance at redemption. 

Unfortunalety, Jazz doesn’t know when to quit and decides to try her hand at extending a helping hand to someone everyone else labels a lost cause. 

Pariah Dark. 

And it works! Eventually. Somewhat.

Well he won’t be killing anyone or crushing ghost cores, and that’s about all they can ask for. 

Danny is still the king. But Pariah can now give his successor advice on what not to do. Also Danny sometimes throws paperwork duty at Pariah now that Dan’s parole is over and refuses to do it.

In conclusion, Pariah Dark becomes their new grandpa (Clockwork is obviously the weird grunkle) and he has no idea what he’s done to deserve this torture. 

Inspired by @bywolfstar on Tiktok and the lovely art by @krossan

#danny phantom #pariah dark #dan phantom #jazz fenton #clockwork #dani phantom #please I need them all being a big vigilante phamily #is that so much to ask for? #I want them to share their combined chaos with the world

[coulrology]

Some OC fusions with @stormvanari, CaptShowtime, @clonecircus, and Batsvrie from Twitter 🫰

#original character #ocs #sona #fusion #toh #the owl house #dwd #darkwing duck #juniper jazz #moon #blitz #iggy's art #wasn’t gonna post these here originally but I don’t have a whole lotta new art to share atm so I gotta fill in the gaps sorry </3 #but these were lots of fun hopefully I can do more soon :-]

[exploring-in-space]

I've finally written for the first time in months! I feel inspired and hopeful that I can share a story after so many months of feeling uninspired and burnt out. I want to share what I've written so far and welcome any feedback!

It's a little lengthy so I'll put it under a cut ☺

Aaron calls on an inconspicuous Wednesday afternoon. 

Robert had missed the call because he’d been in meetings all afternoon with clients. When he’s back in his hotel room and sees the missed call, his heart momentarily stops. Anxiety and consternation fills his veins at the sight - a feeling he hasn’t felt in years, when he still depended on the bottle to get him through the days. Why was Aaron calling him?

He rubs the screen of his phone absentmindedly as he runs through the possible reasons Aaron could be calling after all these years. But as he’s contemplating the why’s, the phone abruptly starts to ring. It’s Aaron again. The reality of seeing the phone ring with a very old picture of Aaron on his screen startles Robert enough to drop his phone instead of answering.

By the time he picks the phone back up, he’s missed Aaron’s second call, and Robert is not above admitting the relief he feels. But the relief is short lived when a text comes in seconds later. 

Robert, its Aaron. Pls call. Its important.

It’s important. What could be important between them after years of silence? The curiosity of it starts to outweigh the trepidation, and so Robert presses the call button, and brings a shaky hand up to his ear. The phone only rings twice before Aaron’s voice abruptly ends the ringing, “Robert.”

“Hiya, sorry about earlier, I was-”

“Mum and Paddy are dead,” Aaron interrupts the flimsy lie that was on Robert’s lips. Aaron’s announcement stuns Robert into silence. Of all the things Aaron could have called about, this never crossed Robert’s mind. He thinks of the last time he saw Chas - in a hospital bed as she glowered down at him. 

You’ll ruin him just like you’ve ruined yourself

“Robert?” comes Aaron’s voice, noticeably watery now that Robert can contextualize Aaron’s voice.

“Sorry…I mean, Aaron. I’m so sorry. What happened?” Robert winces at the words. They don’t feel nearly enough.

“Car accident. They were driving from Leeds back home. It was rainy and dark, and-” Aaron cuts off, but Robert can guess what happened next. The thought of Chas and Paddy dying so anticlimactically disturbs Robert. He always thought they were so boring and they’d live well into their old age with a brood of grandchildren.

“What about Eve?” The thought of hypothetical grandchildren reminds Robert of their own very real daughter.

“She’s here. I’m at the pub. I was babysitting when I got the call.”

“Aaron, I’m so sorry.” Robert feels like a broken record, but what else could he say?

“I-I just needed to tell ya. I know we haven’t spoken in a while, but Vic talks about you all the time. And I just…wanted you to know.”

Aaron’s words, for the first time since they’ve spoken, brings the telltale prickle to Robert’s eyes. The last time they weathered a hardship together, they’d been engaged and in love. Now it’s been three years since they last had spoken, and Aaron is the bigger person to call Robert. He’s always been too good for Robert. 

“I’m in London,” Robert says, but before Aaron can respond to the non sequitur, he continues, “but only for a work trip. I can come to Emmerdale…if you want me to be there for you. And Eve, of course.”

You’ll ruin him just like you’ve ruined yourself

There’s a pregnant pause, before Aaron says something. “I’d really like that,” he whispers, and the pesky tears in Robert’s eyes fall down his cheeks. 

“I can be there by tomorrow morning,” Robert promises, mentally juggling all the meetings he will have to reschedule. 

“Okay.”

“Aaron?” Robert holds his breath, knowing the conversation is over, but desperate to continue to hear Aaron’s voice. “Despite the terrible circumstances, it’s good to hear your voice.”

There is a long pause that makes Robert want to snatch the words back and to apologize for the crassness of his statement. But just when Robert is going to say something, Aaron quietly says, “Me too.”

Any sort of trepidation that Robert had been feeling slowly evaporates and they say their quiet good-byes shortly afterwards. Robert pulls the phone away from his ear and looks at the photo of Aaron trying to cover his face because he was tired of Robert taking photos. It was the day they had gotten engaged, and despite Aaron trying to shield his face, there was a smile on his face. 

That photo was taken only three months before Robert walked away from Aaron for good. He idly wonders if Aaron has smiled like that since. 

Robert slumps in the chair he’s sitting, and for the first time in years, he wants a drink.

#i initially thought this would be a chaptered story but because i have so many unfinished chaptered stories atm #I think i'm going to make this into a one shot instead #this is unpolished and not proofread so pls be kind lol #but i feel jazzed and want to share #my writing #robron #Icagw

[dye-it-rouge-et-noir]

Uh. Sincerely, what just happened.

#(insert jazz hands) elliot carver from james bond moment am i right haha but you don't know how terrifying it was to check tumblr for me #i have 30 followers and only around 10 who actually interact with me so pardon me why did that ai post made for 10 people max take off #genuinely thank you all who shared the post around but i thought i was the target of the day when i saw the notifications #my ramblings

[dovetailjoints]

a few of my collages are gonna be in the next Teatles zine 🥰

#I’m so jazzed about this y’all #I love this fanzine #when huw gets the post up on instagram I’ll share it here! #the beatles #my posts #teatles

[sunnybearvampire]

i love enola holmes because the main ship is "a girl that was raised to be independent so it's hard for her to ask for help and she takes a while to be okay with her developing romantic feelings" and "a boy who's first thought upon meeting a cool girl that threw him off a train was to stick by her and who was ready to commit to a relationship on day three of acquaintance"

#like babe #'no one seems to want us but at least we've got each other'??? #he was trying so hard to have his romance movie moment and she escaped her feelings by trying to make tea #enola holmes #enola x tewkesbury #viscount tewkesbury marquess of basilwether #oh i'm not done #also 'i told you to forget that name' 'then you'll have to get another one' #he's like i could never forget you🥺🥺 #a rose by any other name and all that jazz but i'm gonna need at least *a* name #he's like this is fate this is my future wife i have committed i am in love #if you're taking suggestions for new names i have a last name and i don't mind sharing #i just love this freaking movie

[furbygone]

OH MY GOD Y'ALL I AM DECEASED

#this is a mow gwai furby fake and its very rare!!! it was also listing as working 😵 #i hope this doesnt come off as bragging bc i am so fucking jazzed and needed to share my excitement!!!