#okay sorry. sorta...

[la-gotica-fantasma]

SOMEONE BOOKMARKED MY FIC. WE'VE WONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN.

AND SOMEONE COMMENTEDDDDDDDDDDDD.

[jade-of-mourning]

it's finally done, and it's probably the gooiest garbage i'll ever make.

credit to my new buddy @i-love-tdp-if-you-can-tell for doing almost all the characters' flat colors!! i am so so so infinitely thankful to them bc otherwise none of the other efforts of making this would have happened. between the lineart, backgrounds, shading, and touch-ups, these five pages have taken years off numerous braincells' lifespans, and without their help, may have annihilated my entire brain capacity.

if you like, please reblog! we put in a Lot of time and effort into this!

you would think that between last time (one other event) i tried comic-ing and now, i would've learned to not handwrite the text, but alas...

thank you for answering my plead for help, sky! and for managing to work around my design inconsistencies and sketchy lineart <3 ik you said you didn't need anything, but if you ever decide you want an art, hit me up any time :)

and to the tdp fandom, whoops… sorry for all the requests rotting in my inbox. it was a fun september and a fun six years of lurking, but alas i think i will be bailing for the moment. maybe you'll see me around.

[taruruchi]

Random heartshackle, adeuce and yuu, thingy I came up with over a week ago, here u go !!

Sorries if they don't type how they seem like they would, I'm so bad at coming up w stuff like that 😭

[cowardlykrow]

“Not my circus, not my monkeys”… Except those are his monkeys and they are the circus

[egophiliac]

I saw comments that the new butler from Ridekamens look like Sebek

He...kinda does

I wasn't gonna say it, but. that was kind of my first thought when he was revealed. :') maybe this is what Sebek's older brother is doing these days? he ran off to buttle for secret agents at a superhero cafe? actually wait that would be rad as heck, I'll accept this headcanon

[clockwayswrites]

*whistles innocently* cw: dc cannon typical violence

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Danny’s head swam. Time passed in painful bursts that he was having trouble following. He’d been on the floor after another session. He was always on the floor after. He was on the floor, stuffed back into his too small feeling human body, skin tight and burning. His human body—was it really? Was he? Wasn’t he more ghost than human anymore? How many people did he have to kill to lose his humanity? He used to think one. There had been more than one. Was he human? The body was but wasn’t. It was broken and bruised and bleeding. Electricity crackled through it. It was always electricity. He wished it would kill him for good. He didn’t think it could. Where was he? He was on the floor. It was after a session, he was always on the floor after a session. But the electricity had stopped. The electricity had stopped and the man was dead on the floor. One of the many men that always hurt him. One Danny had wished he could kill. Had wanted to kill, because what humanity did he have left, anyways? What was left of the man’s face stared back at him. Someone was trying to talk to him. Danny could hear the rumble of a voice, but he couldn’t make any of the words out. It sounded kind though. Danny tried to focus on the voice and the person and where he was. He was on the floor.

[stars-obsession-pit]

Hello! Can do a chapter fic off this fic prompt Danny phantom x dc: https://www.tumblr.com/corkinavoid/767516270934556672/dpxdc-legal-power?source=share

This isn’t a one-to-one recreation of that dialogue but it’s based on that as a framework/premise

Batman dropped down into the room behind a pair of figures—a teenage boy and a slumped adult—letting his landing create an audible thump to alert them of his presence.

If the teen noticed, he didn’t react. Even as Bruce approached, he continued to stare impassively at the wheezing figure on the ground, an old wooden bat with flaking green paint on its side loosely held in his right hand. Bruce had already suspected who the figure would be since he arrived, but seeing the Joker so broken was still bizarre. No laughing, no schemes. He didn’t even seem to be attempting to escape his binds, just… lying there, almost as if pinned in place.

Bruce paused a step behind the teen. “I don’t know what the Joker did to you, but this isn’t the right way to go about this.”

The teen scoffed, and Bruce felt a painful lurch in his chest as he was reminded oh so strongly of his son Jason. “And what, let him go kill more people?”

“I know he deserves to face justice, but not like this. Everyone deserves a right to fair trial. No one person should be judge, jury, and executioner.”

The teen turned to look at him with glowing green eyes, and Batman felt himself freeze. He had faced gods before, yet even using that as a comparison felt like an understatement. The boy’s eyes belonged to someone far older than his teenage form implied, and they radiated power. Inevitability.

When the teen—no, the entity—spoke again, his words carried an unearthly echo. “Perhaps, but I’m not acting for just myself.” He paused, glanced down at the Joker, then asked almost conversationally, “Do you know how many people he’s killed?”

Another pause, but before Bruce could even try to answer, the entity continued, “Eight hundred and fifty-six. He’s ended the lives of eight hundred and fifty-six human souls. I can tell you about every single one, if you want. About who they were, what their dreams were before he killed them. About the pain they felt at his hands.”

He punctuated the word ‘pain’ by raising up the wooden bat in his hands and ramming its end down onto the Joker’s arm. He let out a wheeze, muffled by the gag in his mouth.

“I have a duty to my people. I am the King of the In-Between and of all the souls that pass through it—even ones whose stays were as brief as his. I am the rightful arbiter of his fate. And with that power, I sentence him to death.”

He raised the bat again, adjusting his grip so he’d hit with the side rather than the end this time, then paused and let out a chuckle. “Of course, just because it’s based on some justice doesn’t mean I can’t have a bit of fun with it too.” He swung the bat down, slamming it into the Joker’s side, then hooked it under the clown’s torso and flicked him up through the air to slam into the wall. “We all really hate this guy.”

With the entity’s attention fully turned away from him as he sauntered towards the Joker’s slumped figure, Bruce could finally unfreeze himself.

Even if the Ghost King did have the right to pass judgement on Joker, Bruce still couldn’t let torture go on like this. He wouldn’t win a direct fight, but he could hopefully at least grab the Joker and bring him over to the police. Carefully, he reached for some of the smoke bombs and batarangs on his belt and readied his grapple. He’d have to do this very, very fast.

But before he could move, another figure entered the scene. Red Hood, emerging from the shadows on the far side of the room, an unexpected bit of a pep to his step.

“Nice to see someone else who gets that that bastard needs to die. But if I may make a suggestion, how ‘bout you use a crowbar instead of that old bat? It’d be a bit more… fitting.”

[tragicvampireromanceisland]

happy to say i am working on some pretty big superhero au plot stuff right now!! not sure when that'll be out, but. it is Cooking!! have some doodles in the meantime 🫡 some of which may or may not be inspired by said plot stuff, heehee...

i had a LOT of fun with xenia's room in particular, i've been wanting to draw it out for a while because she's a huuuge superhero fangirl and has been since she was a kid. it's still a bit difficult for her to adjust to being a superhero now herself...!! the fact that the solarflare is her closest friend sorta complicates that as well...will she ever be able to keep up with her...?

[kosmicartchive]

Dreaming of an absolution . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ .

[luminique]

okay guys. after a *checks the time* 10 hour school day, i was finally able to watch harumasa’s character demo and all i can say is that i have a few thoughts.

the bird we see in the beginning is a sign of an ethereal. it also symbolizes him in a sense, white feathers, very bright yellow eyes. the young boy we hear in the beginning is most definitely younger harumasa. the bird kept watch of him before flying away, making him wake up.

we find out that he has two scars? holes? on the side of his neck and his choker is used a cover. he fears he’d turn into an ethereal and relies on medication to keep himself in check.

it seems that he was heavily tested on as a child, as the only time the testing failed was when he was younger. this caused him to be shot in the neck to regain control over himself. this is also the only time we ever see him have heterochromia eye color (maybe his eyes turn a different color if he becomes an ethereal)

he wakes up again after having another nightmare of his past. it’s clear that he can’t just easily ignore the fact that he can become an ethereal, hence why his story states that it is a secret he holds within him that he cannot get over or leave behind. the mirror shatters and a flock of white birds with yellow eyes come flying right towards him but you can see that they carry the same green color as ethereals.

remember the bird in the beginning? maybe instead of flying away, it was flying towards the young boy. just like how harumasa was slowly walking towards the boy at the end and in his eyes, was slowly turning into an ethereal.

yeah thats it. i think i just stated like supremely obvious things but i look forward to finding out more about him. also his birthday is july 18th i think YIPEE HIM AND I ARE BOTH JULY BABIES

[bonemittens]

*Holds her out like a cool bug I found*

I…. I redesigned her if anyone cares

I’ll give her a proper character sheet at… some point.

[badwolf52]

I crashed tf out over my friends and how they have been acting and when i tell you mid panic attack i yelled

“FUCKIN PORTER”

When i realized, after scavenging my brain for good comfort videos, that porters intro video works well for what i was specifically going through.

[sososcareds]

whatre they talkin about....

[squuote]

alright. who was gonna tell me that the countdown ending has a small change in dialogue after you play it a bunch of times.

[ruelin024]

as a simp, I humbly request nightmare in your style (only if your comfortable) because damn your art is good.

@superbfirnacho My fellow certified simp, I've received your humble request. Now I shall serve you some drawings of Grandpapi Goopy Nootnoot. 🤭

*cough-cough* I dunno what art style I have, I'm inconsistent.

(There's also a suggestive one in there, yeah. (¬‿¬)

I also make drawing for your Main OC, Ivy. ヾ(•ω•`)o ✨💕

[viridianv0id]

sometimes i wonder what its like to be the exact opposite of how i currently am.