#vlad

[letswonderspirit]

[noodlesstarghost]

I'm posting this because it's just too funny to imagine this man in front of the mirror for hours getting ready, he probably wears a mask and curls to sleep, I love him he's too sassy

(sorry for any grammatical errors)

[lexicrunch]

Hahahah.... the Dracula ghost EVER

[creoastra]

Guess who is back in business (hyper fixated on Danny phantom again lol) 😏

I love making a little barrier and then rambling underneath it. It’s my favorite thing about tumblr

But I’ve been rewatching TUE and I am just obsessed with this idea of Vlad having to comfort a grieving Danny while similarly grieving (hence what’s up with this piece lolz)

I will be uploading more art within the next few days :33

[zhelin-thames]

Disowned by Vlad, Adopted by Bruce

prompt idea

@silverblueglitter

Danny leaned back in his chair, staring at the clock as it ticked down. It was becoming unbearable, and his coffee was long gone. He needed something to take his mind off the pressure. So, naturally, he decided to take a break with a call to his old "father" figure.

"One second," Danny muttered, holding up a finger to Bruce, who was standing nearby, watching him with an amused look. "I need to make a call."

Bruce raised an eyebrow but said nothing as Danny picked up his phone, hitting speed dial with practiced ease.

The phone rang a few times before a familiar voice crackled through the line. "Danny, what is it this time?"

"Dude, I need you to disown me or something," Danny said bluntly, letting his shoulders slump as he leaned back in his chair. Bruce shifted next to him, clearly interested but not saying anything.

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line before Vlad’s voice came back, a little more strained. "What do you mean ‘disown you’? I don’t think that’s how this works."

Danny exhaled dramatically, flipping a pen between his fingers. "Look, I found a much better billionaire. Even his basement is cooler than yours, and his mansion doesn't give me the creepy ‘don't go near the basement’ vibe. I’m just saying, this Bruce Wayne guy is kind of a step up from whatever mess you’ve got going on. You’re interfering with my ability to fantasize, Vlad."

From the other end of the line, there was an offended sputter. "What—Bruce Wayne? You can’t be serious. That man is—"

"Yeah, well, I might just call him Dad," Danny interrupted, a smirk pulling at his lips as he looked over at Bruce, who was now watching him with wide eyes. "Who knows, maybe he’s better at this ‘parenting’ thing. I mean, you’ve been busy being a creepy ghost villain, and Bruce... well, he’s got a cool cave. You should be jealous."

Bruce froze. His posture shifted slightly, his eyes narrowing in confusion and... something else. Something a little less amused. Danny was too wrapped up in the call to notice the shift.

"I don’t care if you find a ‘better billionaire.’ I’ve invested time in you!" Vlad yelled, his voice thick with indignation.

"Yeah, well, maybe it’s time for an upgrade," Danny shot back, crossing his arms. "Your mansion is a total dump compared to Wayne Manor, and it’s kind of embarrassing now. I might just take up Bruce's offer to adopt me. He seems way more competent, and, honestly, I don’t know what you’ve been doing in your creepy lair all these years."

At this point, Bruce was visibly processing the situation, his mouth slightly open as he tried to piece together what was happening. He hadn’t heard Danny mention wanting to be adopted by anyone—especially not someone like Bruce Wayne. His heart rate had picked up a little, though he quickly masked it with a forced casualness.

"I don’t need your drama, kid!" Vlad shouted in response.

Danny shrugged, his attention drifting back to Bruce. "Don’t worry, Brucie. I’ll come over sooner or later. Your mansion’s way cooler, and your kitchen has better snacks."

Danny could practically hear the steam coming out of Vlad’s ears on the other side of the call as the ghost finally cut the connection with a harsh click. Danny stared at the phone for a moment, then tossed it onto the desk.

Bruce was quiet for a long moment. "You... You really want to be adopted by me?" His voice was even, but there was a slight edge to it—a crack that betrayed something beneath the calm façade.

Danny shrugged, not meeting his gaze. "I mean, I could think of worse things. You're rich, you have cool gadgets, and, honestly, it'd be nice to have a family that doesn't involve ghostly vengeance, y'know?"

Bruce’s posture shifted again, and this time he didn’t hide the brief moment of genuine surprise. Then, ever the composed figure, he let out a slow breath, the ghost of a smile tugging at his lips. "I can’t exactly offer you the freedom you seem to want, Danny... but if that’s something you want to discuss, I’d be happy to have that conversation."

Danny met Bruce’s gaze, and for a second, just a second, the weight of the world seemed a little lighter.

"Yeah," Danny said softly, leaning back in his chair again. "I mean, I guess it's not the worst offer."

Bruce’s expression softened further, though he quickly masked it again. "Good. Let’s talk when you’re ready."

The awkward silence settled between them, but it wasn’t as heavy as before. Danny could see it now, just barely. Maybe Gotham wasn’t such a mess after all.

Maybe it was just starting to look a little more like home.

[lukieloh]

OUR UNDERRATED KING

Drawing every My Street character PT 20: Vlad

20/97

[laxxarian]

Danny's ghostly powers got short circuited when he was in a scuffle with Vlad.

Good news, Danny won and Vlad is inside a thermos, which Danny is currently carrying.

Bad news, he's in Gotham that's racked with criminals left and right.

Neutral news, Danny's looks were passable to be a homeless kid (cuz he was in a fight) and a batdoption bait for Bruce.

The Bruce who is now facing Danny and Danny who is facing Bruce.

Bruce was shopping together with his sons while Danny was together with Vlad in a genie thermos.

Dick:.... You gonna adopt him or what?

Bruce: Not now for the jokes, Dick.

Danny, who heard the convo: Excuse you???

Danny has 3 hours to get his powers back and it has been 2 hours and thirty minutes left till he gets it back but first, he has to escape the Wayne Manor. He can't just go ghost out of nowhere and leave without saying a proper goodbye.

[v3rmin-l0rd]

[letswonderspirit]

🍷

[kalicofox]

"What, they're back again?" The incredulity in the man's voice woke Vlad, just enough to listen, but without the strength to even twitch.

(In another life, in another world, he would have stayed sleeping. He wouldn't have heard.)

"Again." A woman's voice, long-suffering and tired. "I swear, they'd sleep in the waiting room if the nurses would let them.

"Get rid of them." Another woman ordered, her voice crisp and cold. "I don't care what you have to tell them, but get rid of them. The subject is developing some kind of unknown meta-expression, and I want him. He's useless with a support group."

The subject? Support group?

Vlad's drugged, tired, aching mind struggled to make the connections.

Jack? Maddie? Were they…?

"Yes ma'am." The male voice said quietly, and Vlad heard footsteps fading away on the tile floor.

Somewhere, deeper in the building, an alarm went off, and the first female voice swore, and hurried away, racing towards whatever trouble that indicated.

There was a long moment of silence, then the second woman grunted, and heavier footsteps faded away.

Another moment of silence, and then the door opened nearly silently, and quick, light footsteps crossed the room to Vlad's side.

He tried. He tried to open his eyes, but he couldn't even twitch his fingers as cool, slim fingers slid into his hand.

"Hey Vladdie…" Maddie's voice whispered in his ear. "Something's wrong. This place isn't acting like a regular hospital. Jackie and me, we'll keep coming, don't worry, okay? You just focus on getting better, okay? We love you. We're waiting for you to come back. Just come back to us."

Something in Vlad relaxed. His family was here. His family cared for him.

"I have to go," Maddie breathed in his ear, "I have to- Jack's distraction isn't going to last much longer. We love you. We love you."

Footsteps sounded outside the room, and Maddie swore, and her hand left his as she darted across the room.

Something slid, and cool air brushed across his face, then vanished again.

(The still forming core in his chest hummed. His family was here. His family loved him. He wasn't abandoned. He wasn't alone.)

[lexicrunch]

Finished an older sketch finally, when you actually end up getting a little badger as your new son...

[grasshopperdoingdogpaddle]

[phaexie]

、HUGO VLAD LAYOUT

、f2u WITH WRITTEN(linkback) CREDIT

、recolors okay!

⭑.ᐟ dividers nf2u!

: Tiramisu is a sweet dessert made of layers of espresso-soaked ladyfingers and a cream cheese mix, topped with a dusting of cocoa powder. It’s creamy, slightly bitter from the coffee, and delicately sweet — often served chilled for a refreshing finish. :

[chevlvrs]

Their routes are so heartbreaking to me

[uwsponge]

It look like guys like Vlad in pink so now he's posing for you~ Hey stop staring!