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tsubaki94 · 2 months
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Phantom Comic Ch.4
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Begining
Masterpost
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aph-mable · 9 months
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dpxdc; My Uncle is Nuts.
My Uncle Is A Nut
Written by:
Aph-mable
@thegatorsgoose
Having been announced the heir and Co ceo of D.A.L.V co, Danny has gotten used to being dragged to formal events with Vlad against his will. Getting caught up in saving one of the many galas he’s forced to attend, Danny catches the eye of one Lex Luther. 
Chapter 1
Danny tries hard not to sigh for the umpteenth time as Vlad drags him towards another group of rich folks and reporters.
When his Godfather had publicly announced Danny as his heir during one of his mayoral speeches he thought he was going to die all over again from sheer embarrassment and frustration, especially when he started calling Danny out of class to work on ‘special’ projects or drag him to Gala’s like this one.  
Usually at least one member of team Phantom would come along, usually Sam since her parents often forced her to attend anyway, unfortunately this time everyone was busy.
Sure Danny could have asked, but he didn’t want to take away what little free time they had during spring break, so for now he was going to face this party on his own. After all nothing really interesting happens at these and he’s not going to end up socializing much anyways. 
At the moment Vlad had rolled him over to a group of men who were chatting away about their latest technology, a nerdy looking yet buff reporter taking notes on everything. 
Danny was only half listening to what was being said when the frootloop budged in, something about wanting to partner up with Wayne tech since DALV co was already partnered with Lex co.
He could only roll his eyes and cringe as his crazy arch nemesis wrapped an arm around the shoulders of the bald ceo who looked just as done as he felt.
Seeing Vlad finally to distracted with his deals Danny took his chance and snuck away, moving his wheelchair as fast as possible to make a break for it, away from the party and to explore the building. maybe even escape if he was lucky. 
Unfortunately as he reached one of the doors the pesky security stopped him, saying he needed to stay within the building, so he pulled out the oldest trick in his book. 
“I have to go to the bathroom, can you at least point me to it?” He even pulled out his pleading eyes to look as innocent as possible to make the security guards feel uncomfortable.
“It’s through those doors over there, just across from the kitchen… do you want-” before the guard could finish Danny was already zooming to the door and shouting, “No thanks, byye!” 
Once out of sight he at least made an effort to head towards where the bathroom was but stopped in front of the kitchen.
First double checking all sides of the hallway, he pushed himself into the kitchen in search of something to tinker with. Danny swears he will drop dead if he doesn't get some kind of technology in his hands. 
When he entered the place was completely empty of any staff. makes sense as they had set up a huge buffet in the main hall and had all the kitchen staff stand against the wall to show who cooked what, like it was some kind of grand show. 
This left Danny to ‘borrow’ a few appliances, they’re rich they can afford it!
He ends up taking a toaster, a blender, and some kind of cylinder air fryer, stuffing them all into his magic bigger-than-it-looks bag and bolting out of there as fast as his wheels could take him so as to not get caught. 
Once he re enters the gala he parks himself in the furthest corner near a window. He starts pulling out his mini tool kit and the items he took, trying his best to hide them by making them semi invisible so it just looked like he was messing with his tools as he gets to building an ecto gun. 
Danny tried to stay alert and scan the room on occasion but nothing much was happening, Vlad was still bragging to the group of men, and there were only three other kids around his age hanging out on the opposite side of the room. One looked ready to pass out while the other two stood next to the door arguing over who’s dog was best.
Danny pulled his goggles down over his eyes and rolled up his sleeves so his specialized gloves could start putting power into the ecto gun. He quickly starts to hyper focus as he tinkered with the homemade gun, his mind drifting off to play among stars that were just out of reach. 
Even with everyone talking around him it all faded to white noise, finally quiet enough he now focused his power to flow through the machinery as he twisted the screws into the right place. 
His very core sang with how peaceful it was as he finished making the home made ecto gun and set it down in his lap. 
Just as Danny turns it invisible to put it away, his chair is suddenly jerked as he’s dragged towards the now frightened guests, a group of men dressed in green and purple question marked suits threaten everyone into a corner as they start setting up strange equipment.  
Clutching his invisible weapon tightly in his lap one of the goons tries threatening him with a gun, but before Danny could react Vlad steps in front of Danny, letting out an instinctual growl to make them back off. 
The goon rolls his eyes before directing them to where he wants them to go, trying hard to not let his hands shake too badly as he thrust more people into the now overcrowded corner, keeping watchful eyes on Vlad who is seconds away from losing his temper and ripping someone's throat out.
Now most people in this situation would just listen to their captors, sit still, be quiet, all that jazz, especially with how many of the goons were now bringing in strange green canisters of gas that gave off the scent of pure fear.
Yet as Danny rams Vlad’s ankles with the wheels of his chair it's pretty clear he wasn’t like most scared civilians. For once he was siding with his godfather as he was very, very angry. Angry that they were targeting innocent people, angry that Vlad was treating him like he was helpless, angry that he had to show up to this stupid gala in the first place… He had noticed some of the other kids giving them the slip earlier, at least there’s that. 
Just as they bring in the last canister one of the goons trips and nearly brakes open the container, which got the already annoyed second incharge to yell at them. 
“For fucks sake! Be careful with those things, we don’t even know what they’ll do yet!”
The younger looking goon, who looks barely out of their teens, shrinks away as they whimper out an apology. He sets the items down as others around them either stare in frustration or sympathy. 
Yeah, no. 
 “Wow you people are pathetic.” 
The second in command turns at Danny’s outburst, taking a step forward and clenching his fists. “What the fuck did you just say?” Danny rolls his eyes before glaring at the goon “I said you’re pathetic, did you get that or do you need me to repeat myself again?”
The crowd looks on in half horror, half shock as the leader walks up to Danny, resting his hands on his arm rests and leaning down to stare at Danny threateningly. Danny leans back in his wheelchair and looks up at him with a bored expression, unphased. Vlad tries to shove his way to Danny, but is held back by several goons. Danny spares a quick glare at his godfather, he has everything under control.
“I may be a criminal, but even I don’t like kicking a kid when they’re already down.” The goon says, moving his eyes down to glance at Danny’s wheelchair and back up again, glaring into his eyes. “So I’m going to give you one last chance to take that back.”
Danny narrows his eyes at the goon as he clutchs the invisible ecto gun in his lap, it’s now or never. With near inhuman speed he quickly reaches for his bag and pretends to pull the weapon out, aiming it right at the goons temple. There’s audible gasps from the crowd as the goon stumbles away with wide eyes before gaining his footing and going right back to glaring.
“And I’m going to give you one last chance to reconsider what you’re doing with your life” Danny smirks at the goon, already reading up the lecture in his head.
“It’s 30 minutes past start time, what is taking you so-“ Danny’s smirk evolves into a full shit eating grin as the Riddler walks in to scold the goons, what perfect timing.
With the crowd distracted Danny uses his other hand to unlock his phone. With a few simple swipes, Danny has the gala on lockdown. With the main asshole inside.
Perfect.
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Damian puts on his Robin suit with trained proficiency once they make it to the cave. Unfortunately he and Jon were the only ones able to leave on time, the rest of the family having been dragged away. Truly, this proved that he had good reason to not mingle with the crowd. It had nothing to do with the noise. Or the lights. Or the small talk.
Truly.
“Who do you think it is this time?” Jon asks, an excited smile on his face. But even while being carried, Damian could see the tension in his frame, the nervous tick in his brow. His friend was worried. “I mean, they have the question mark thing going on, but they also had the gas canisters which I don't think the Riddler does that? And the gas itself kinda smelled like lavender and hazelnuts like fear gas but it was also kinda minty? And not like candy cane minty but like straight mint leaf minty? I don’t know, I only know there’s a difference cus ma tried to make mint tea that one time cus she was super sleep deprived and she read online that mint tea could improve memory or something, that stuff reeked!” Another indication of Jon’s nervousness, rambling. By the time Jon had finished his rant, they had already made it to the gala.
Once he’s put down Damian dusts himself off and turns to Jon. “It is most likely a team up, then.” He pulls out his katanas and readys himself for the fight ahead. “Once you break down the door our job is to stall long enough for the others to get out. We don’t know what the gas can do, so keeping the containers safe is our top priority.” As much as it pains him to admit, just him and Jon won’t be enough to handle it themselves. There’s too many people, and they need some of the bats to disperse around Gotham in case the riddler has set up a larger plan.
Jon smiles at him and nods, hopping from foot to foot in excitement (which he doesn’t find adorable at all). “You ready?” Damian gives a sharp nod before Jon kicks in the door.
“-I mean COME ON, people would PAY you to have a chance at your game show! You could even do your whole “riddle me this!” Thing as it’s own segment! But noOOOOooo, you wanna risk the lives of countless civilians so you can get a fucking furry to answer your stupid riddles, most of which aren’t even original! And NOW you wanna partner up with a fear junky cus why?”
“I-“ a clearly startled Riddler tries to answer before being interrupted.
“Oh yeah, cus your BUDDY, your PAL scarecrow, thought it would be so FUNNY to release an UNTESTED gas in a gala for a fucking THRILL HIGH.”
But instead of a fight they walk into.. this.
 A wheelchair bound boy with black hair and blue eyes (who he’s sure his siblings would call “adoption bait”) holding a strange silver and green gun that looked straight out of one of Damian’s sci-fi mangas, at a confused and startled Riddler. It seems the crowd used this as an opportunity, as the rest of the goons were restrained near the walls by a mix of his family, Kent, and various gala attendees, while the middle of the room was occupied by the armed boy.
“Huh?” Jon let his arms rest at his sides as his head tilted to the side in confusion (it does NOT remind him of a confused puppy, absolutely not). However before Damian could say anything, it seems the boy has finally noticed them.
“Oh, you’re here. Took you long enough.” The boy finally puts the gun down and into a bag at his side. “Have fun.” He says in a bored tone as he turns and starts pushing himself in the direction of a man with silver hair, Vlad Masters, who met him in the middle only to start fussing over him, seemingly much to the boy’s annoyance.
Finally shaking off their shock both Damian and Jon rush to detain the Riddler until the police show up, yet Damian’s curiosity keeps bringing his eyes back to Master’s and his ward. outwardly, the concern seemed genuine, but with how the boy was reacting to just being touched by Master’s… made him think otherwise. 
Even Lex Luthor was side eyeing the man instead of resuming his chatter with father or Mr. Kent, meaning something was happening and Damain was determined to find it out one way or another. 
For now though, they have their hands full because of Riddler and Scarecrow.
Domain knew he should have stayed back with Ace. 
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End of chapter 1
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Another submission from @jaybirdscall, coloring @tsubaki94's line art!
Love the shade of green you chose for the wheelchair! And the colors on the striped shirt!
Nice shading inside the ripped pant legs, too!
Great job, Green Team!
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fat-femshep · 1 year
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"Amara!" Cinder giggles as he bellyflops close to her blue girlfriend's head. "Happy Valentine's Day~" The girl then proceeds to smooch all of the young Asari's face. She'd also brought a box of chocolates(special super-packed ones meant for girls Amara's size), a card that had a rose with a few flame and violet radiating a blue energy intertwined on the front and had the words 'Roses are red, violets are blue, look at that we match too' written inside, and a bag of just normal chocolate-covered strawberries.
Amara giggled happily as her girlfriend smooched her soft, flabby face, returning a few of her own where she could. She always loved getting cuddles and kisses from Cinder, they always made her feel so warm and loved. She read the card as it was shown to her, smiling a the hand crafted beautiful card and the text within.
"Awww, thank you! We're the best match ever, and you're the best girlfriend ever!" She replied with a beaming smile, doing her best to cuddle her much smaller girlfriend happily, using her biotics to snuggle Cinder into her blue flab for the most part. She licked her lips as she saw the chocolates, grinning back at her lover again.
"I wonder who those are for?~" She asked, her grin becoming a mischievous smirk.
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gayaest · 5 months
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Some kagehina from my paravolleyball au (which was commissioned by @/pj95.mp3 on insta!)
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frigidfries · 2 years
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old(-ish) seam deltarunes. a seampilation if you will
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robin-buck1ey · 20 days
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Need a ghost buster who uses a wheel chair in a movie now !! The proton pack on the back looks so cooooolllllll (Also shout out to Garrett who is a disabled wheel chair user in one of the tv series!!)
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kindledrose · 3 months
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what does lifestuck scar look like?
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like this! :]
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herba-mysticas · 2 months
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More magenta au because I could not stop thinking about it
Shitty sketch bc its all I have the energy for
Context: arven got hurt in area zero as well as mabosstiff and ended up with a chronic illness
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tsubaki94 · 4 months
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Phantom Comic Ch.4
Page 27<-–>  Page 29
Begining
Masterpost
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aph-mable · 9 months
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master post for My Uncle Is A Nut.
This will be the master post for links to the story.
I will notify in the comments when there is an updated post or an update to the Ao3 that's coming soon.
for now;
part 1.
Part 2.
Link to Ao3: Here
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starsha-k-luna · 13 days
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Took me about a month to draw, write, outline, & colour, but I finally finished it!
A Fan-Comic based off @baykitthings Dreamworks Trolls Phantom Thieves AU!
So basically about a month ago, I sent an Ask to @baykitthings for their Trolls AU asking about how Floyd adjusted to having to use a wheelchair after an Injury & how his brothers (BroZone) help to accommodate & assist Floyd during this.
When designing their clothes I just used the canon clothes, while giving them t-shirt because I wanted too, except Clay, I gave him a smart casual look along with a sweater vest.
And yes, I gave the BroZone brothers Tails, I’m apart of the Trolls Community who Headcanons they have Tails! I may change my Tail designs in the future.
Anyway, here’s what everyone is saying in the Comic:
Page 1:
💙Branch; “Are you Excited to finally be coming home Floyd?”
❤️Floyd; “I don’t know Branch, now I’m in a wheelchair everything is going to be a struggle now.”
💙Branch; “Floyd you shouldn’t worry, me and our brother’s are here to help you and adjust, you know we all love you and are here for you, right?
💜Bruce; “Look Bro’s, Branch is back with Floyd!
💚John Dory; “Alright Bro’s, Let’s do this!
Page 2:
💛Clay, 💚John Dory & 💜Bruce; “WELCOME HOME FLOYD!
❤️Floyd; “Thanks, It’s really good to see you all brother’s.”
💙Branch; “Actually Floyd, we have a surprise for you Floyd.”
Page 3:
💛Clay; “We’ve actually renovated to accommodate to your needs Floyd, such as an elevator (or a lift) and ramps for you to get around and adding wider doors, a disabled toilet and we’ve even given you a bigger bedroom on the ground floor.”
💚John Dory; “Yeah, Clay went all out with this, he and Bitty B did this!
💛Clay; “Woah, Johnny slow yourself, I’ve not just done this, nor Branch, it was a team effort! Especially Branch setting up the computer.”
💙Branch; “Yeah, I remembered you saying you got into computers, so I got you this set up with the latest software and everything.” (Featuring Chibi Branch)
Page 4:
❤️Floyd; “Sniff, sniff.”
💙Branch; “F…Floyd.”
💜Bruce; “Floyd are you alright? Did we do something wrong? Are you upset? You’re crying!”
💛Clay; “Oh no, did I do or say something to upset you?”
❤️Floyd; “No, I’m OK, I’m just so happy you guys did all this just for me, I’m touched💖.”
💚John Dory, 💙Branch, 💛Clay, 💜Bruce; (They are Crying right now)
❤️Floyd; “Thank you for everything, I love you all so much.”
💛Clay; “We love you too, Floyd.”
💚💜💛❤️💙The End!💚💜💛❤️💙
I’m extremely Proud with how this Fan-Comic turned out!
I hope you like the Fan-Comic @baykitthings
See you all next time👋
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maxbutnotcaulfield · 8 days
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Okay so like, months ago, @blusthings drew Chloe with crutches and I was like "omg omg I love it gotta do it too"... And then I did, and hated the results and never posted it, lol. And a few days ago I found the sketch again and went "let's actually finish this".
And in the end it doesn't look that bad! Anyway, here are my headcanons :
In this AU, Chloe definitely zooms as fast as she can as soon as the ground is flat enough (Max has to run after her and it Chloe thinks it's the funniest shit). She's into skateboard, and she sometimes skates using her crutches for support, but she's actually saving up to buy herself a sports wheelchair specifically to skate, and she's already learned some tricks. She's a badass, and quite similar to the Chloe we know and love <3
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thelegendofmik · 6 months
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Shoe HC's for the Chain bc why tf not lmao
Legend
CONVERSE BITCH THRU AND THRU.
He exclusively wears converse.
He has a pair that Ravio embroidered cute designs on for him.
He has a pair that has been absolutely vandalised to hell and back.
Warriors
VANS
He has so many pairs of vans its actually not funny
(its giving straight skater boi vibes sorry wars u bi queen)
in formal scenarios he wears oxfords. Because he is a pretentious bitch (but we love him for it)
Time
He has a single pair of high quality, custom made leather boots that can be used for everything.
Except they make that click-clacky sound when walking on the ranch's hardwood floors and Malon hates it
So when he's at home he putters around in Malon's slippers (she deliberately buys them several sizes too big so that Time can wear them)
Twilight
He too, has a singular pair of boots but they are closer to cowboy boots than anything.
His however, do not make the clicky sound that Time's do (Malon: honey, why don't you have a quieter pair like Twi's? / Time: the clicking is a sign of authority, thank you very much!)
Hyrule
DOC MARTENS BITCH
He has the classic docs that he wears until they are literally unwearable. And then he covers them in duct tape and wears them for like another year until he is convinced to get a new pair.
When he does get a new pair, he doesn't stop complaining about how much of a bitch they are to break in.
Wind
Tetra bought him a pair of Nike TN's.
He only wears them so he doesn't offend Tetra (he is unaware of it but he is down bad for her)
Aryll thinks they're hilarious and will take every opportunity to make fun of her brother.
TN's aside, he would wear regular sneakers. Nothing too fancy.
Four
CROCS
Four wears crocs. I don't know why, its just the vibe
The colours have their own colour coordinated pairs
The different charms they have are incredibly telling about their individual personalities
Red wears his with socks.
Green is indifferent to socks.
Blue and Vio are violently against crocs and socks.
Minish Four wears gumboots. Teeny tiny Minish-sized gumboots.
Sky
BIRKS
He would totally wear Birkenstocks
Him, Sun, and Groose have matching pairs
He has lost several shoes while riding Crimson (Birks are NOT practical loftwing-riding shoes)
Wild
SHOES ARE A CRIME AGAINST HUMANITY
If he has to wear them, he would wear thongs (flip-flops for the americans out there).
Flora can wrangle him into boots once in a blood moon.
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~interaction loosely based on a real event between my cousins and their mom~
Kiri, from the couch next to Jake: If you don't hand over the popcorn, I'm telling Dad.
Lo'ak, standing up and withholding popcorn: HA, jokes on you, I'm not afraid of Dad.
Jake: Ow.
Kiri, snuggling into Jake: It's okay Dad, I'm afraid of you.
Jake: Wow, thanks, babygirl.
Lo’ak, watching them: .... scooch over, I wanna cuddle with my dad.
Kiri: NO, I'm cuddling my dad! Get your own dad!
Neteyam, from the other couch: That whole conversation gave me whiplash.
Spider, next to him: I actually think I'm having a stroke.
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voidthesquished · 6 months
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since mark canonically likes writing,,, what if he survived and wrote about his encounter,,,,
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