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nelkcats · 1 year

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Ghost Doctor

Danny became the new underground Gotham's doctor, unlike Dr.Leslie he treats anyone as long as they're willing to find him (and it is hard if is not the right time) and pay the price.

This may sound extremely sinister but the reality was that Danny was not interested in money; he was already King of a dimension and his funds were not going to run out while he was on vacations.

The treatments vary, along with the reviews, but this is due to the prices he give. When Danny treated the Joker, the clown ended up shaking and almost regretting his actions, falling into a laugh full of madness (Danny's price was simple: Face the same thing you put your victims through)

But when Dr. Freeze knocked on his door, tearfully begging to treat Nora, Danny cured her, his price being a smile and a plea "Live happily with your wife for as long as you can."

With all the knowledge that Frostbite teach him combined with Clockwork showing him all human advances on the future (is not illegal if your ghost parent show you) he rented a warehouse and with the help of some ghosts he dig a hole the same size as the warehouse but meters underground, after that he used his powers and sinked it directly into the hole; he developed all his machinery there, turning it into a Bunker that he was the only one who could access.

Therefore, Danny was a mystery, a danger, his prices were varied and he treated anyone: villain, hero, anti-hero, mafia, criminals, innocents, metas, etc. but your values and actions were what whispered your charge and not even an extremely high amount of money would convince him of giving you a different treatment.

Of course, when Jason jokingly visited him asking to cure the pits (He knew it had no cure), his slightest hope was rewarded when the Doctor simply smiled and accepted (His price? A date).

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sleepy-writes-stuff · 1 year

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DP X DC WRITING PROMPT #15

(#) = Notes at the end of post

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A Lonely Star Shines in the Night

The Guys in White have gone too far. So far that the Danny's universe as they know it is collapsing into itself as a result of the agent's foolish attempt to rid the land of the dead, undying, and neverborn. They tried nuking the Infinite Realms and all it got them was their dimension erased with the Infinite Realms only suffering minor damage.

Either way, Danny's home is gone.

In the struggle to gather his family and spirit them away into the Ghost Zone, he was separated from them when the GIW blew the portal to smithereens with him on the other side and his family still in the living realm. Overtaken by grief, his core cracking from his failure to protect those precious to him, he scoured the Realms for a natural portal back, to no avail.

In his search, he is nearly driven mad by his desperation. Unable to see their King in such pain and slowly unraveling into a second coming of Pariah Dark, Clockwork, Frostbite, and Pandora gather their strength and force him into an entirely different universe to grieve and heal. A universe full of heroes. He won't know this for a while, however, because where he ended up was the old Gotham observatory.

With his obsession of protecting--his friends, his family, his town, his entire world--torn to shreds, his damaged core magnified his secondary obsession: the very cosmos itself. His core latched onto the remaining obsession and inadvertently temporarily tied Danny to the very foundation of the old observatory. That is where he lingers for years, unable to leave and unable to stop crying for his lost family and friends, repeating their names over and over in a neverending mantra.

It isn't until much later that people start to notice his presence, due to the observatory having been unused for decades. What use was an observatory if you couldn't even see the stars in the perpetual smog that blanketed the city? At some point, however, a couple of daring teenagers snuck into the observatory one night and had a first hand encounter with a strange being. Needless to say, they didn't stick around for much longer. The reports they made to the police and what they posted on social media the next day were nonetheless wildly interesting.

Each of them described relatively the same thing. Of first seeing a bright, sliver star shining in the dark(1) of the empty building but then quickly noticing it was set in the center of the chest of a being that might as well have been made from the black void of the night sky itself. They described a being with hair that faded into white, glowing mist that was circled by a crown of ice crystals and star dust. Most notable of all to them, however, were the low humming whispers coupled with the mercury tears leaking from aurora green eyes in a neverending stream that dripped and echoed hauntingly across the marble floors below.

Of course, no one really believed their wild tales at first. Then it became a game among high schoolers and college students to wander the old observatory just to see if they would catch sight of this mysterious being. If not, no harm done. That is until one student accidentally injured themselves trying to find this ghost they've been hearing rumors about. (2)

Regardless of whether or not the being inhabiting the observatory directly caused this student's injury, he's gained the Batclan's attention.

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Notes:

(1) The star in his chest is his core. The black/night parts of his ghost form are slightly translucent even when not intangible/invisible. You can literally see straight through him to his core, which basically looks like a condensed white dwarf star. Also, due to the damage his core has taken and his grief, it's cracking and looks like it's going to go supernova.

(2) Danny didn't directly cause the student to get injured. The student literally just turned the corner and nearly ran right into Danny as he was wandering in his grief-stricken stupor. This caused the student to freak out, run the opposite direction, and fall down a flight of stairs cause they weren't watching where they placed their feet. Danny is not violent or territorial here. His mind has literally checked out and left because trauma, grief, and a fractured sense of ghostly self are one hell of a combo on a halfa.

#dp x dc #dc x dp #danny is stuck/forced to haunt the old Gotham observatory after the GIW royally screw up #danny gets pushed into another dimension to heal/deal with his grief around people who can help him #the batclan get invested and extremely worried for danny almost immediately upon meeting him #danny has two obsessions #protection and space #danny is ghost king #ghost core #his core looks like a white dwarf star #it also looks like its on the brink of going supernova #if someone doesn't help him soon thats exactly what will happen and he'll basically cease to exist #dp crossover #danny phantom crossover #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #writing prompt #prompt #sleepy-writes-stuff

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eliasdrid · 10 months

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I've been watching King-Ohger and I really like these two

edit: changed the second image's sentence a little

#ohsama sentai kingohger #king ohger fanart #Kaguragi Dybowski #Racules Hastie #my art #i kept thinking “if they dont give racs a suit of his own soon who tf would save him” and of course theres one answer #kingohger #not sure what people call this ship here but be sure i endorse it if u want to tag it

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rotteneldritchhorror · 1 year

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My parents are watching the coronation while I’m in the room and I’m here to report back:

It’s just as gaudy and white and crusty as you think it is

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spitblaze · 3 months

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You ever see something that is meant to be like...an overgeneralized statement for the sake of entertainment or comedy and not at all serious but it's about YOUR special interest and you are just sitting there trying not to explode with an entire explanation of why it's such an overgeneralized statement and the depth of the topic

#spitblaze says things #like. im not about to shame anyone about this. i WANT more people to be interested in video games as a storytelling medium #and calling someone a fucking casual about it Does Not Help #but it IS still a big big overgeneralization to say that all games in the 80s were simple arcade style deals #adventure games came into being in the 80s! maniac mansion and kings quest and snatcher! all 80s titles!#if we wanna go back even further the first Ultima game was 1979! as soon as we had the technology to make more narrative and complex games #we DID #obviously we see more of that now because its the easiest its ever been to make video games and put infinite thought and resources into #worldbuilding and narrative #and YEAH most 70s and 80s games were simple bc uh. our computers werent that good yet lol #but like. oh my god dragon quest and final fantasy 1 came out a year apart in thr 80 #do not tell me it was all run jump get the coin lol

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betterthanbatman1 · 6 months

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Jason really crashed an aircraft with himself still in it in order to save others not once but twice.

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sweetandglovelyart · 6 months

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Knightfall in Dream Land - Page 3

Meta Knight starts telling the kids the story of how he arrived on Popstar.

#Kirby #Kirby fanart #my art #comic #all of the parts of the comic that are set in the past will be drawn in the Kirby’s Adventure/Dream Land 1 art style #so that’s why Nightmare has his old design here and not his updated design #I’ve seen a lot of people going with the headcanons that Nightmare created Meta Knight or that he’s Meta’s father #but in my interpretation he didn’t create Meta he just found him in space and was like ‘hey a free baby’ lol #so Nightmare didn’t create him but he did raise him we’ll get into his motivations for this on the next page #I also have a headcanon that the reason Meta Knight has a Spanish accent and speaks Spanish is because he learned it from Nightmare #it might take a little longer for me to get the next page done I’m traveling for some school/work stuff pretty soon #but I hope that the next page will be worth the wait I’m glad that people are liking this comic so far!#Meta Knight #Bandana Dee #Sailor Dee #King Dedede #Nightmare #Knightfall in Dream Land #Metadede

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imsosocold · 1 year

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WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT OI OI OI HOLD UP A SWEET FUCKING HOT POCKET SECOND. King’s father’s whole “oh Belos is just evil and has always been ig” shtick. Isn’t that logic the same as BELOS’S?!! That’s why he does everything? Cause he thinks witches and demons are the creations of Satan (or something like that ig who needs properly explained motivations in fiction anyway)? And that by their mere existences witches and demons cause misery and suffering? And that the only way humanity can be safe and freed from their potential influence is through all their collective deaths?!! DANA AND CO YOU HAVE TO BE SHITTING ME-

#I really hate the “this kind of behavior/ideology/ thinking pattern/ viewpoint is bad except when the good people have it”#it’s like the most centrist libertarian thing #i realized all this while rewatching portions of the episode #made me feel all pukey but my phobia of vomiting prevents me from getting sick #expect a reaction post for the finale soon #toh #toh salt #toh critical #emperor belos #philip wittebane #king's dad #noelle’s rants

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ecogirl2759 · 6 months

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Every now and again I have the overwhelming urge to archive Taka lore, and, honestly? Might do that before the end of the year.

Like, idk how many people know of the comics and stuff, but there's so much going on with this one character who canonically has no backstory. He's the ONLY ONE without a backstory and it INFURIATES MEEEEEEE

And ik I've said this before, but I'll say it again: TAKA'S ALSO THE ONLY CHARACTER IN THE ENTIRETY OF DANGANRONPA AS A FRANCHISE TO HAVE AN OFFICIAL MASTERMIND OUTFIT WITHOUT EVER BEING THE MASTERMIND!!!!

(At least to my knowledge. No other character has had a MM! outfit published in an official source directly tied to Spike that I've been able to find.)

(First two pictures are definitely official (4KOMA KINGS Vol.4), the second two I can't find a source for)

I'm pretty sure everyone already knows most of this stuff, but I just want to remind people just how much about this character we either don't know or we wish would have happened to him. And also he's my favorite so there's that :)

(And, yes, MM! Taka does have two-toned boots as well lol)

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salad-storm · 19 days

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Some doodles/early designs for characters while I was listening to s3

#jon is very fun to doodle but im not all that happy with some of these now lol #im probably gonna do more when i have time #anyways uhhh jon and georgie my beloveds i love them dearly. i know georgie made jon like ten thousand times more interesting #i love georgie guys <3 #my fave georgie in these is sitting georgie and concert georgie :)#also i just love s3 guys s3 is sooo funny. thats why jon backpack 👍#tma #the magnus archives #stormy in here #storms art #god do i tag all these people. sigh.#michael distortion #jude perry #jonathan sims #jon sims #elias bouchard #oh fun fact this was my first elias doodle so now im meh abt it cuz i think he just wears a grey suit all the time #and s1 jon after realising this and also realising his boss is an ass stops wearing grey suits Very soon lol #anyways.#gertrude robinson #gerard keay #martin blackwood #tim stoker #melanie king #basira hussain #daisy tonner #georgie barker #id in alt text

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ball-of-butter · 10 months

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them: what are you thinking about?

me: nothing

my brain: do you ever just sit there and wonder how differently things would have panned out if maven had attached himself to cal instead of mare? if the key to his humanity was his brother and him only? do you ever think that maybe maven would know he wasn’t and couldn’t be good but he would try to be anyways so he could be close to cal (because the crux of it all was that he didn’t want to be alone)? or do you think maven would’ve ended up destroying the both of them because he knows no other way (and cal wouldn’t leave maven to destroy himself on his own)? do you ever think about how cal would’ve been the only person ever to let him stay close? do you ever think about how the entire fucking story would have changed because maven’s character would have been different since he’s a warped mirror of everything he loves (a small list)?

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ahalliance · 7 months

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Etoiles: When is the Federation gonna get us?

Kameto, a federation spy:

#qsmp #étoiles #etoiles #kameto #jay liveblogs #hes pointing out how many people have ties to the feds and aren’t getting clapped by them #and he’s wondering when the other shoe’s gonna drop #which is so funny to me considering the kameto lore we just got LOL #soon king . soon . the feds r gonna get ur asses soon .

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snake-berry · 8 months

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Tommen Baratheon

done with cersei's babies! love this lil guy.

canonically he is described with long hair but uh. could not make that look right so i took tommen to the salon and got him a fresh trim oops my bad

#tommen baratheon #tommen lannister #prince tommen #valyrianscrolls #valyrian scrolls #asoiaf #asoiaf art #asoiaf fanart #a song of ice and fire #king tommen #house baratheon #house lannister #going to start posting some requests now! kinda weird since i still have so many portraits in the drafts i have had done for a while and #need to post soon but i prioritize the wishes of the PEOPLE above all else so those old ones can WAIT #also im going to be posting like every weekday for like two weeks straight so. forgive me in advance im sorry

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radioactivepeasant · 6 months

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Snippets Wednesday Part 1: Blackmail au

Previously, on the "Jak and Mar are separate people for one time loop" au:

Krew handed Jak over to Wastelanders in exchange for an exorbitant price. It is revealed that he'd been blackmailing Damas, saying he had an abandoned Heir of Mar and would give him to Praxis if Damas didn't pay up. Jak learns that when Praxis took over, Damas had a pregnant lover who had been believed lost...until a DNA test revealed that Jak was the child she had successfully hidden (with an interloper Samos from a collapsed timeline, unfortunately). Jak is struggling to cope with this.

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Apparently people didn't travel the desert continent at night unless they had a death wish. The gang of Wastelanders that had snatched Jak and Daxter from Haven were all bedded down in the outer courtyard of the temple, taking advantage of the balmy sea air. Jak had been allowed to take a bedroll right back into the alcove behind the statue again. It made him feel safer, knowing he couldn't be dragged out.

Damas stopped at the mouth of the cloister and crouched slightly. He jolted back for a second, then blinked.

"Ah." He leaned back on his heels. "Eyeshine. Just like Mar, then."

"Not so funny when you're the one seeing glowing eyes in the dark, is it?" Sig snorted, thumping Damas between the shoulders as he passed.

"I thought you were exaggerating!" Damas grumbled.

“Nope! Gremlin toddler, staring at me from the end of the bed in the middle of the night.” Sig called back. They could joke about this now. They knew he was okay now.

“Well you shouldn’t have given him milk before bed,” Damas retorted, “That’s why he was up in the first place!”

He turned back to the alcove and shoved a small, wrapped package in.

"I...know what it is to go hungry," he said apologetically, "All Wastelanders do. No one will judge you for keeping rations to hand between meals. No one will take them from you."

He stood again and brushed off his tunic. "To- tomorrow, we're going back to my city. We'll...we'll find somewhere for you to sleep. Then we'll decide what to do about Mar. If you need-"

He cut himself off, looking unsure.

"Er...Sig and I will be over. Over there."

Silence blanketed the chamber for a moment, then on Jak’s chest, Daxter propped himself up on his elbows.

"Well, he seems nice," he teased. "He's no Osmo, but a guy could do worse for their old man."

"Shut up, Dax."

"So...Sig, though. Do you think they're like, platonic? Or...y'know...smmmmoooching right now?"

"We agreed that you would never speak that word in my presence."

"Whaaat? Smooching?"

"Shut up shut up! I will throw you out of this alcove, Daxter."

"Fine fine. So do you think you'll have two dads or is Sig more of an uncle-"

"Omigods stop talking."

Jak shoved Daxter off his chest.

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Jak had gotten very good at feigning sleep. It kept the guards from noticing you in prison, and it was a good way to eavesdrop on Kor and Samos. And when Mar was curled up under his arm, it occasionally softened even people like Torn enough for them to avoid "waking" them.

Jak lay in the alcove and measured his breaths to mimic the easy cadence of slumber. He strained his ears, listening as closely as he could to Sig and Damas whispering nearby.

"You said the baby died during the coup. Heck, Damas, we've been doing a memorial for years! If Jak is Baby Heart, how did he survive?”

Sig sounded shaken. Almost choked up.

There was a soft metallic sound as Damas must have shifted his weight.

"He has my eyes, my complexion, but those cheekbones, and his build...I swear he's the spitting image of Damaris when we were kids. Damaris was smart, she- she must’ve hidden him."

"All this time..."

"I know."

There was a wet, labored breath, another clearing of the throat.

"He's within his rights to hate me. Sig, I- I could have saved him! He was there! My- my own baby was still there, and I never knew-!"

A quieter sound, cloth and skin and armor. Comforting whispers just on the edge of Jak's hearing.

"Hey, hey. Don't do this, Daym. You know it ain't your fault. Praxis told you he killed Damaris, right? You had no reason to think he was bluffing, not after what happened to the rest of your unit!"

Jak didn't want to hear any more. He rolled over and pressed his hands over his ears.

At some point he must have fallen asleep, because eventually he became aware of the smell of coffee brewing. Crawling on his elbows to the mouth of the alcove, Jak squinted out with bleary eyes and found Damas pouring a mug with a blank, foggy stare. Survival instinct took over, and Jak eased into a stealthy crouch, preparing to snatch the cup.

"If you want some, you could just ask, you know," Damas yawned. He didn't even turn around.

"Haven's full of soft nobles. In the Wastes, you don't try to steal a man's coffee if you want to keep all your fingers."

“Hm.” Jak didn’t bother answering.

Speech was overrated, especially before coffee.

Despite his warnings about not stealing Wastelander coffee, it only took a few seconds of silent staring to wear Damas down. He sighed, and handed the cup to Jak.

"Well this bodes ill for matters of rule enforcement," Damas muttered.

But what was he supposed to do? For fifteen years, three months, and twelve days, he'd mourned Damaris and "Baby Heart", the child he'd never even gotten to hold. Fifteen years he'd tortured himself imagining what Baby Heart would have been like. A mischievous daughter climbing everything she wasn't supposed to. A curious son always tinkering. A child neither son nor daughter, trailing along behind him full of questions. Faced with the real, live, Baby Heart -- Jak -- how could he deny him something as small as a cup of coffee? It was, by far, the least of what the boy was owed.

"So. Jak." Damas dug around in his pack, hoping he might’ve stowed a second cup. He knew better than to filch Sig’s.

"Where did that name come from?"

Damaris had always been fond of flowery and frankly pretentious names. The boy was lucky to have escaped them.

Jak shrugged. "Me. I picked it. Don't know what my name was supposed to be."

Damas winced at the expectant glint in Jak’s eye.

"I don't either," he apologized. "You were...you weren't much more than a heartbeat on a scanner when I ruled Haven. The last time I saw you, you were a lumpy little bean-shaped fetus who flipped upside down every time your mother ate something you didn't like. We hadn't even picked a name yet -- although I remember talking Damaris out of "Jupiter" early on."

The boy wrinkled his nose. "Wow. No. I knew a Jupiter, back home. Guy's probably metal-meat now. He was...hang on, what was that word Daxter used- Melodramatic. Really melodramatic."

Damas smiled -- barely a twitch of the lips. "Well. Damaris was too, sometimes."

Jak settled from a crouch to sitting cross-legged at the mouth of the alcove. "So uh...who is Damaris? Or was, I guess. Who was she? I mean like, to you."

Ah.

"That's...a difficult question to answer," Damas admitted. “She was a nobleman’s daughter from the House of Rho -- descendants of the Yellow Sage. We were supposed to be betrothed, but we couldn’t stand the thought of having to be married to each other.”

He cracked a smile. “She was still one of my closest friends, though. Chaos in the form of a scrawny, racing-obsessed girl. My mother used to say the two of us shared a brain cell and only one of us could use it at a time. Harsh, but not wholly undeserved, considering the trouble we used to cause.”

“Oh. So she was your Daxter.”

Damas wasn’t entirely certain what that meant in context.

“I…suppose…?”

That was too much thinking for this early in the morning.

Jak finally came out of the alcove when he'd finished the coffee. He leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets and studied his alleged parent. After an undisturbed rest and calmer heads, he was more curious than suspicious of the man.

"Are you guys gonna go crazy again and drag me back in here if I go outside?" he asked. He wasn't even sure he was being sarcastic.

Damas shrugged and poured his own cup of coffee. "Not if we know where you're going. I don't recommend going far from the beach without a waterskin, but if you want to take the footpath down the spire, I won't stop you."

Jak nodded once or twice. "Good," he muttered.

He'd never taken well to being told where he could or couldn't go.

"Tell Dax I just went to get some air."

It was another ten minutes before the human-in-a-rivercat's-body dragged himself inch by inch down to the cookplate. He groaned like a ghoul, arms out in front of him.

Damas sighed in resignation, and handed over the coffee pot.

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#jak and mar are separate people au #fic prompts #writing prompts #jak and daxter #dadmas #king damas #jak and daxter au #blackmail au #snippet wednesday #the angst now begins to soften into fluffier things #Damas will soon learn that Jak as a teenager hates the same foods he hated in his fetal stage #now he just doesn't eat it though instead of conveying his displeasure through interpretive dance like humans do once they get feet #the computers read Daxter's dna as human and literally no one was prepared for that #damas and sig are platonic life partners but can also be read as ship #Sig is going to have to be the Rules Parent clearly because Jak just went 😶 and Damas IMMEDIATELY caved

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