#I’m messing with stuff

[r0semultiverse]

I need to set up a kofi account too & tipping for posts. There’s some near future stuff going on where any help would be greatly appreciated.

[stealingyourbones]

Danny is gravely injured by the GIW, his voice box is severely damaged.

Making use of his own voice is impossible, but through some ghostly means Danny doesn’t quite understand, he can mimic others voices he hears just fine.

It’s a ghostly ability he found out he had a few years ago, with just a sentence or two heard he can do a flawless impression of that person. Now it’s not so flawless. The mimicked voice warps and fluctuates pitch, it’s crackly and he has a hard time not switching between multiple voices with every sentence he speaks.

His voice is reduced to an uncanny frankenstined attempt at speech that activates the average persons fight or flight response.

It’s no surprise that Superman is startled when he calls out for survivors while freeing the ghostly captives and a “not a deer” version of his own voice responds back.

[nuzipilled]

full company doodles i gave up on

[liketolaugh-writes]

Whenever I get a new hyperfixation I immediately start brewing crossovers with whatever my special interest at the time is. Which is kind of unfortunate because it can result in the most off-the-wall nonsense shit

Anyway I just think it would be fun for Danny to work as Doofenshmirtz’ intern (a PAID intern because he might be evil but he’s not as evil as Major Monogram!)

Danny could technically stop Perry from wrecking Doofenshmirtz’s shit but he just kind of. Doesn’t. It’s not his job to fight off Doofenshmirtz’ nemesis, his job is to troubleshoot Doofenshmirtz’s plans so he stops missing obvious problems

(Vanessa has been lodging complaints)

Danny just wants some formal work experience and Doofenshmirtz was impressed by the things he talked about doing in his parents’ lab and also by his tragic backstory (required)

Doofenshmirtz- also you were the only one that applied

Side effect of this is that Doofenshmirtz starts having to comply with OSHA safety standards because if he doesn’t then Danny refuses to eat lunch at work and Doofenshmirtz doesn’t like it

Doofenshmirtz- I’m not going to give you radioactive food!

Danny- I literally just don’t believe you

And yes Doofenshmirtz DOES immediately start trying to unlock more of Danny’s tragic backstory just because it seems like the thing to do and then proceeds to wheedle him into talking about it during nemesis fights (“You need to communicate!”)

Danny reminds Perry of his boys so they have an unspoken policy of ‘Danny won’t stop Perry and Perry leaves Danny alone’ which Doofenshmirtz appreciates. Perry absolutely realizes that Danny could be a much bigger threat if he wanted to but he also clearly doesn’t want to so Perry’s not really worried about it

Danny doesn’t really interfere either way because honestly the balance these two have going on is impressive. Doofenshmirtz makes his ‘evil’ inventions to work out his trauma and Perry makes sure no one gets hurt from them. No interference needed

This is probably some sort of tragic 18-19 year old Danny that’s really just trying to move on from everything that happened at Amity Park and doesn’t really want to think about it anymore

And yes half of this is just because I think it would be fun for Doofenshmirtz to have a slightly smaller younger assistant with a marginally less tragic backstory

…God why is there so much to this AU

[timethehobo]

Oops. Head empty, just visuals of a dishevelled Emmy. 😔

[hotdogmchiggin]

DOODLE DUMP!!!!!!!!

No real rhyme or reason to it just felt like drawing Daisuke and the big Swan. Having fun figuring out how I wanna draw ‘em 😎👍

[stars-etc]

The Wizard, The Witch, and The Wild One

[whump-galaxy]

The whumpee intentionally breaks something of the carewhumper’s to get their attention. The carewhumper goes deathly quiet, staring at the pieces on the ground.

As the seconds tick by, the whumpee begins to regret their choice. They wonder if the carewhumper will finally drop the caring act.

[butteronabun]

i think i read this concept somewhere before but imagine f! reader swooning with the other ladies of mondstadt abt this one particular romance novel that has been getting popular as of late. diluc gets word of this ( maybe it’s because of elzer, or probably even kaeya, the tease ) because don’t tell anyone this but he kinda likes you.

( “. . . kinda? what are we, twelve?”

“shut it, kaeya.” )

and he wonders what the fuss is all about—

“it seems that lady,” adelinde calls your name fondly, as she stands beside the master of the house eating his dinner. “has been involved with a book club. some of the maids are members, and they told me that it had been a joyous time. they would discuss the books over delicious cups of tea and pastries that she and her friends had made.”

diluc is happy to hear this, of course, that a delightful woman such as you is having the time of her life in mondstadt. his heart skips a beat in his chest as he imagines you, the ever beautiful, endearing you, sharing anecdotes. he tries to hide the growing smile on his face as he remembers how you focus into the small and tiniest details���it is no doubt that the people in your book club are always entertained by your presence.

they’re surely lucky to have you. diluc, if only he wasn’t so busy, would actually really love to be part of that book club as well. ( “eyeing something, master diluc?” lisa winks, when diluc finds himself in the library. ) but alas, it was only reserved for ladies, and he was too shy to actually be in it.

— not until this one fateful night. not until he finally understands why.

of course, the abyss is up to no good again. diluc does his daily patrols on the outskirts and even outside of the city.

then, he hears it.

( a cackling abyss mage approaches your quivering form. you have books in your arms, tightly clutching them to your chest. you bought these for the new members of your book club as gifts since some of them can’t even afford it, and like hell you’re gonna lose them to some monster! these are expensive!

and since gods do really like tampering with fate ( or is this just destiny? ) before the abyss mage gets to throw its icicle at you, it disintegrates, and you blink upon the arrival of a familiar figure.

clad in black and donned in a mask, your lips part in shock. the smell of burnt wood and grass reaches your nostrils. the figure—the man, turns around, and you can’t help but feel a little clumsy. “t–thank you so much, um—!” some of the books fall to the ground, and you yelp. the man kneels down to grab your novels, and you feel your cheeks begin to steam. “um, wait—!” )

after rescuing you from a pesky abyss mage, diluc is really happy to get to interact with you again. last time he did was when you were in the tavern, drinking out with your peers. there, he realized how low your tolerance is, and there, he also realized how actually weak he is for you. you had been so friendly and sweet to him—you included him in your conversations and was always so understanding. how can he not like someone like you?

or maybe the cherry on top was when you invited him to go stargaze at the starsnatch cliff ( how did you not know what that meant? is it because you’re from fontaine, and you’re still getting used to mondstadt? ) and requested for only diluc. no master of the house diluc, nor wine tycoon diluc. just diluc. just himself.

he’ll do everything for you, as long as it is okay with you.

as he descends to the ground to retrieve some of the novels that you carried, diluc lifts one. he listens to you stammer— and he wonders why you’re so flustered, not until he sees the front cover.

it’s an image of a man. he’s wearing a dark getup: a dark brown tunic, black pants, and a midnight cloak. diluc ponders over why he’s getting deja vu.

then, he also has a a bird mask, and red hair peeking out from his hood. wait, red hair?

on his muscular arms, is nothing but a damsel in distress looking at him with so much adoration. much like to the expressions you’ve had with the ladies whenever you ramble about the popular book that diluc has been curious on ever since forever—

oh.

diluc raises his head slowly, and sees you fumble over you words. “mr. darknight hero, i apologize—!”

oh.

[onlyrainbowshipstbh]

Mix via his Insta with Earth!

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

A Hyrule Warriors Zelda!

Also Link! Though I probably won’t be finishing this particular sketch of him

[fire-down-the-vine]

POV you’re Ralph

[doctorsiren]

on Halloween, we did a silly where we were RPing who we were dressed up as in my server and so now Theraprism Bill is part of the McLawnolds 😁😁

[rronikaveterr]

the illusion of free choice😔😔😔😔 /hj

[dots-in-my-head]

Im really just happy i have the chance to make fanart to show my appreciation for these creators :) (doing multiple rendering because i dont know if it fits with the image property guidelines well)

Title: Neon Dawn

Author: Dots

Neon Dawn © 2025 by Dots is licensed under CC BY 4.0. To view a copy of this license, visit https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/

(384 x 384)

(512 x 512)

(The Japanese katakana translates to Magic Mountain (just magic mountain spelled phonetically in Japanese) and the writing on the side is chinese which translates to Magic mountain as well)

(Full file size) (not the submission, just wanted to post the original)

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

Happy out of touch Thursday, i finally got the batteries for my keyboard and y’all get to face the consequences

Consider: Sonic is notoriously bad at comforting people. (<- says the person who’s barely interacted with sonic media HEAR ME OUT.) If you need a distraction, if you need someone to get your mind off things or get you moving again, he’s your hedgehog. If you need someone to smile down at you and tell you to get up when you feel like you can’t with such confidence that you remember who you are and can rise to the occasion, he’s got you. But if you need a shoulder to cry on, if you need advice , if you’re looking for a kind comforting word you’re playing Russian roulette with this dude as to whether you’ll get any comfort at all. An awkward pat, standing there staring at you, same smile as ever or maybe looking like he has no idea what to do with you and that same distraction techniques he normally employs land about as well as ill-timed right hook to the jaw. Imagine you feel inadequate and just want a good cry and maybe a hug and this dude grins at you like you’re funny and suggests a run. He’d die for his friends but he has no idea how to do that hug comfort thing because he’s Sonic the Hedgehog. When has he ever paused to process a hurt? When has he ever paused to process pain in his body or in his heart? He is the epitome of “If i stop running then my thoughts would catch up with me.” The only way he’s survived everything he has without crumbling to pieces mentally and physically is because he doesn’t dwell on it, he doesn’t process it, he keeps moving and he’ll never stop. “Wdym you don’t wanna bottle up your feelings? Lol that’s what I do and it’s works for me—“ His friends might want to address things his friend might see something truly horrifying happen and beg him to talk about it and he’ll laugh and wave away their concern because he’s Sonic the Hedgehog nothing can stop him. An object in motion stays in motion. There’s nothing wrong, nothings ever hurt him, he’s still in one piece, the sky is still beautiful, the world is still fresh and his friends are still alive and happy so what’s there to address? Sonic doesn’t talk about things, he drops by to spar. Sonic doesn’t ask about your feelings or his he just drops a blanket over your shoulders when you fall asleep at your work table and maybe brings you to bed if he has the mind to. Sonic the Hedgehog doesn’t slow down, even when he’s brought to one knee, he won’t slow down until he stops breathing. And it works. It’s what’s kept him alive this long. And inevitably it will be the thing that destroys him.