Even more crows sketching (just started crooked kingdom)

dinner stop

Anyway, I got addicted to my own palette again, oops. Exclusively IchiHime addition this time.

Quality’s a little iffy on the first one because I drew it so tiny, eheh ^^

Moment from "The Silence and the Storm" by @ghostinthegallery

I really love this fanfic, everyone should read it!

Version without all those pretentious cinematic filters lmao.

Full-Time Hero

DP Side Hoes Week 2024 Master Post

Day 3: Super Danny - domestic/ off-duty

Summary: There's only so much that can be done before there's nothing immediately left to do. Super Danny does his job but is then left with some time to think.

Word Count: 517

AO3 Link

Super Danny considered this particular arrangement, being split between his human and ghost halves,  an absolute advantage. While his other half attended classes and occupied his friends, Super was freely able to protect Amity Park from the villains that plagued it. He was even able to keep the fallout from his normal fights even lower since he wasn’t in as much of a rush as he normally was. Living a double life impacted his ability to be a hero, and by dividing it into two, both halves got to enjoy their portions to the fullest. He could be a full-time hero split as he was, just as he was supposed to be. But… Super had just caught his morning quota of ghosts for a school day, and even returned them to the Zone in record time. His human half was still in class and would be for a couple more hours, meaning there wasn’t anything productive for him to do. 

Super had flown a long, thorough patrol around every corner of Amity Park, but there were no more ghosts to fight. That was a good thing! But it left him feeling unfulfilled. How was he supposed to be a hero without any villains? But heroes helped people in general too, didn’t they?

Super gave himself a new mission until the next ghost attack. With people emerging for lunch, he began helping the people who would let him. Carrying groceries, retrieving a lost balloon, and even searching for a lost cat he saw on a poster, returning it to the owner in record time. He couldn’t find anything to do after that, which left him off-balance. 

A hero’s work never ended, even with the exhaustion already filling his head and the vague feeling of nausea from being separated. He had to keep going. 

Super decided keeping watch would have to do for now. Every hero needed a proper perch from which to swoop down heroically from. He found the highest point and claimed it as his perch, letting his white cap be tugged around by the wind around him. He was Phantom, protector of Amity Park, and he could see his entire town from here. Nothing would catch him by surprise from up here.

However, constant vigilance was hard to maintain as one half of a 14-year old. Super soon found himself becoming distracted in the minutia happening underneath him. He never really got to just… hang around while a ghost. Especially during a school day. The sun was warm, and it was relatively quiet right now, large clouds drifting overhead. He closed his eyes for a moment, letting the exhaustion weigh on him for just a moment. This was what he was trying to protect, right? The quiet, peacefulness of Amity Park, even if he was the one who caused the most ruckus. It was his duty to make sure there were still days like this for the foreseeable future. If that meant never rejoining with his human half, then Super was fully content with this. 

He would do whatever it took to continue protecting Amity Park.

Chapter 7: The Baker's Boy Murder (also here on A03)

Vimes looked down into Dotsie’s kind, black eyes.

“He is going to wish you found him first,” she said with a smile.

“No,” Vimes said.

The ladies looked at him blankly. “But you can come with me if you like,” Vimes said graciously, and then he walked towards the door that Sadie had pointed to. It wasn’t that the Agony Aunts didn’t scare him, they did, but Vimes was in a mood. To think they’d asked him to just walk away from the hardest part of the job. What sort of man would it make him if he didn’t take part in this?

[ID: a digitally colored pencil sketch of Vimes, Sadie, and Dotsie standing over a dead body in the rain. The body is a indistinct bloody mass lying in a puddle in the foreground. In the background, Vimes stands to the left in his guard uniform holding his lantern up, his other hand is a fist. Dotsie , a short old woman in all black and a white bonnet, is next to him, holding a black handbag, her eyes are green like a cat's in the dark. Next to her is Sadie, a tall thin old woman also in all black and a white bonnet, holding an umbrella over herself and Dotsie. She is looking at the body, her eyes are the same as dotsies. The lantern is casting orange light on the scene, and the rain and darkness shade everything else in blue. End ID]

Hello hfjONE fandom

Have a Bryce

you NEVER need to wait “until you have the money” to start practicing witchcraft. you do not need ANY money for witchcraft. you can have all the money in the world and practice witchcraft every single day without spending a single cent on it. everything you need you already have, inside of you and around you as well.

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I think this racist is better than the last racist... but the next one will be the BEST racist.

Once again thinking about PGTE. This time im thinking about how EE Massively improved on GRRM's riddle of power (was it Martins? Does anyone know if theres an older source?). Like the initial premise is excellent and is a very cool way to demonstrate the practicalities of power.

But EE fucking blows it all out of the water with "'No one knows,' he told me. 'You see, the Miezans broke the stele.'"

I mean, I know its not surprising that in a story about stories, epistemology reigns supreme, but. Fuck.

In Varys' riddle the point is that power lies where people believe it lies. And this is a good point! But Varys specifically is using the riddle to Convince others where they should believe power lies. Even within the original (?) source, the Actual answer to the riddle is that power lies with Varys, the riddlegiver.

And then EE takes that point (which isnt explicit in asoiaf, and May not even have been intentional), and uses it as an analog to the violence of colonization and cultural genocide. Power lies where people believe it lies yes, which means that really, power lies with those who shape how people understand power in the first place.

Wow my first like actual DC fanart piece 🕺💃

Ive been seeing/reading a lot of batfam fanfics where Bruce breaks into one of Jasons safehouses

and I wanted to make it into a piece so

Gave me some good practice on different things if anything

pick me up neighbor

he reaches for you

Commission for @bindingthreads !! Thank you so much for commissioning me ❤

@jessica199616 Your request is complete!

Feat. my artist musings below the read more.

I initially wanted to leave this as a sketch, but I couldn't help myself. Colored and (mostly) shaded piece it is!

I don't do fan art often, mostly because I just... don't have ideas when it comes to fan content, unfortunately, so I'm happy to get my fanart fix through fulfilling art requests ^^ I'm not familiar with Lackadaisy at all, but maybe I'll look into it! (I've been on the hunt for furry-focused media, and I like the art style.)