⋆ ✰ ⋆ ─── ❝ 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲. ❞ @ 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞!
⋆ ✰ ⋆ ─── 𝟒𝟎𝟒 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝. ( @ofwealthandtaste )
𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒, 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 that he works for a supergenius who knows damn good and well what they’re doing — because right now it sure as hell doesn’t feel like it. Right now, he feels like he’s walking in a room full of eggshells in glass slippers, complete with the formal wear — and one wrong move will send everything shattering to bits. He knows Coco likes to keep an eye on anyone making a name for themselves in the underworld — it’s just that they’re London’s kingpin and they could probably find someone better to send off to France — maybe someone French? Maybe someone who knows what the hell they’re doing here? He’s never found his own strangeness beautiful — but it’s unlikely that this man is talking about him. More likely, he’s just making conversation. It’s all Westley can do not to fidget.
The truth is that he sees beauty everywhere — and he sees ugliness, too. Nearly everything in his life is a dichotomy — and it makes him hesitant. Looking down for a moment in what could pass for a sort of charming bashfulness, he smiles. It’s not a perfect smile — one side of his mouth raises more than the other and really, it’s more a smirk than anything else — complete with dimples he never did outgrow. Raising his gaze, he leans against the wall. Is it okay to lean? His voice is out of place when he speaks...but then, it is that in London too. As though it had never found a home. “Then you find beauty in broken things. Isn’t it wiser to admire something more...traditional...more safe?”
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I know it's a little silly, but I'm actually kind of proud of this. My partner has been getting into digital art recently, and it looked like so much fun that I wanted to try it out myself! So to practice using a stylus and the art app I downloaded, I traced over a couple of dragons posted by the lovely @thelatestkate, because they were so friend-shaped and approachable.
And honestly? I'm proud of these! I've never done anything like this before, and it's bringing me so much joy.
So... thank you for helping me get started on my art journey! I hope these silly little re-colorings make you as happy as they made me.
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Dan is Trigon
So! The Teen Titans had been chasing down a Cult lately, and they had finally managed to track down their main bases location.
Unfortunately, they got there just a bit too late and the Summoning Ritual they had been preforming was finished. The Being they had been calling crawled up and out of the Circle drawn in Blood on the floor.
And Raven felt her heart Stop. Because that Being crawling it's way out of the Summoning Circle looked almost exactly like her Father's True Form. But also different.
Where her Father's hair was a White Flame, this one's hair looked like Freshly Fallen Snow. Instead of her Father's Blood Red Skin, this being had Icy Blue Skin. And most strikingly, In place of her Father's Piercing Red Eyes, this being had Lazarus Green Eyes.
But even with all those changes, she could still the similarities in the Bone Structure, the shape of the Jaw, and most importantly the Untold Power radiating off of them.
Before they could react, the Being turned its attention to the Cultists.
"Who Dares Summon, the Ghost King?"
"We do, Out Lord Pariah Dark! We Beseech Thee, take this unclean world and tear it down! Cleanse the World of its Filth!"
"Oh Goddammit, not again." Said the Being, "Look, Pariah hasn't been in Power for Centuries. I, am Phantom. And I don't do the whole 'Destroy all Worlds' thing, you want your own constellation? I'm your guy. Otherwise? Bite it."
"Bu-But my Lord! We summoned you to-"
"Yeah how about no." Said the unimpressed God, "Here, let me send you guys Home. I'll give you guys some riches or something as compensation, but that's it."
And with that, the God snapped its fingers and the cultists disappeared.
"Now, who are you kids?" He turned to them.
Robin stepped forward, "We are the Teen Titans, and originally we came to stop them from Summoning you. Now, I honestly don't know what to do..."
"Oh, you guys are Heroes! That's interesting, I don't come across worlds with Heroes very often." Said the Ghost King, "The last one was the one with those Revengers or whatever they called themselves. The Spider Totem was fun to talk to, and Thor is always..."
As Phantom mumbled to himself, Raven stepped up. "King Phantom, I have a Question. Why do you resemble the true form or Trigon so closely? As his Daughter, I can recognize your similarities easily, and I was curious."
The King stopped dead.
"...daughter?"
"Oh, yes. Trigon is my father, though obviously I haven't talked to him recently." She explained.
"...that asshole." He said, "How could he not tell me I had a NIECE!?"
Wait what?
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