Danny couldn't really explain why he always answered this specific summoning ritual. It was like a feeling. One of warmth. Of a mug of hot cocoa in your hands and a nice weighted blanket dropped around your shoulders as a fire blazed in the hearth in front of you, keeping the chill in the rest of the room at bay.
Danny always lost himself in the sensation and found himself back in that stupid circle of protection with that same wierd guy demanding answers. But Danny didn't know anything about a "Lazarus Pit" or a "Pit Madness" let alone a cure for it. Even if he did he wasn't going to tell Red Robin anything after all the times he'd used the marriage summoning spell to get him here.
Earlier on Red had explained it was the only spell known to thier universe that could summon an entity from "The Lazarus Dimension" Which he guessed was another name for the ghost zone and Phantom was the only one to ever be summoned.
Danny couldn't help but wonder why...
After escaping Bird boy and his supernatural pop quiz (oh look, another test for him to flunk) he returns home only to discover his parents had seen him get summoned and accused him of being a ghost that replaced thier baby boy.
Naturalally the next time Red Robin had summoned Phantom he was angry. He was tired and dirty from being on the run from his parents, his worlds US government, and Vlad. Not to mention his own rogues gallery didn't exactly cut him any slack.
So Danny decided that if Red Robin wanted to abuse the power of a marriage ritual than the very least he can do is put his money where his mouth is.
Danny grinned and exited the magic circle, taking delight in Reds widening eyes before he lunged. A kiss sealed the deal, making sure Danny had a safeish place to stay.
After all, married couples in the infinite realms were obligated and even compelled to protect and care for eachother.
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Just saw a post about zevrans torturers in the fade being dalish elves that made me think about this.
I was listening to zevrans dialogue with the warden and other companions and zevran truly doesn't identify with or as basically any of the groups he could conceivably be a part of. He's left the crows so he's no longer a crow, he was rejected by the dalish and is not really a "true elf", he can't go back to being a kid in the brothel (last place he felt unconditional love). He's never had a lover which wasn't a contract or he didn't kill. He's just very dissociated from himself and everyone around him.
The only thing he consistently identifies as is being worth 7 gold coins. He says it to the warden more than once. He says it to some of the companions. My guys got 1 thing defining his self worth and it's that the crows bought him for 7 gold coins. And what does the warden give him to increase affinity? Gold bars. The warden is saying "You are worth so much more than what the crows paid for" in a quite literal sense. I'm emotional about the pixel man again.
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I'm starting to feel like my current horror film project is just cursed
Like, I made a first attempt to shoot it back in early 2020, but just when I had a cast the pandemic started.
In late 2021 I made another attempt, had everything ready, but then the pandemic worsened and due to Covid restrictions I couldn't meet up with everyone for the shoot and we just gave up.
Then last fall I started my current attempt after joining my film club, this time around with a larger cast and crew. I wanted to start shooting in January, but had organization issues, so I pushed back the shoot to early March.
Two weeks before the planned start, one of the actors suddenly said he won't be able to make it, but luckily I found a replacement fairly quickly.
The same day another actor texted me to let me know he's in intensive care in the hospital and might not make it to the first day of shooting, so I moved all his shots to a later date.
One week before the planned start a stand-in actress left the project because she noticed she had exams during the time. I texted several other people to no avail until I ultimately found someone after three days.
TWO DAYS BEFORE THE PLANNED START ONE OF THE LEAD ACTRESSES LEFT THE PROJECT DUE TO A FAMILY EMERGENCY so I texted my friend in high panic mode and luckily she had time.
All this and the new availabilities led to me pushing the shoot back two more weeks.
And now we wait what's gonna go wrong until then.
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Anyone in the Solangelo/ percy Jackson fandom wanna chat/give me feedback on a fic I'm writing?
The idea is Nico and Will meet outside of camp halfblood when Nico finds himself spending a lot of time in DOA studios (the entrance to the underworld) and meets the son of the one of the recording artists Will. Cue them becoming best friends (and maybe more 👀) while both trying to hide the world of gods from their "mortal" friend.
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Listen I'm not gonna pretend that the 2010s-2020s don't have plenty of bodyshaming unpleasantness of their own, but if anyone starts reviving the PARTICULAR brand of fatphobia that ruled the early 2000s to try and fuck up the body image/relationships with food of the little girls of today like they did with the little girls back then, I'm killing them with my bare hands.
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