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mcheang · 8 months

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Experience

I have finally begun watching season 5, one episode per day, at least I’ll try to

Ladybug knew that with Monarch using so many miraculous, he was bound to get drained.

So when he collapsed, Ladybug was not shocked and didn’t waste any time, immediately striking Monarch’s head with her yo-yo, knocking him unconscious. Normally such a blow would not do this but then, the miraculous have been draining Monarch, and he was so tired. His body welcomed the rest.

“Quick! Take the miraculous!” she cried. “Knock him out if he starts to wake.”

They got some of the miraculous when red lights flashed, distracting them.

“Master Fu?” Ladybug gasped.

Chat Noir looked up at the helicopter. “Let’s go sometime when we can’t be interrupted. Burrow!”

As the duo continued to swipe the miraculous back, eventually they came to the butterfly miraculous.

Monarch detransformed to Gabriel Agreste.

Chat Noir gasped. “No! It can’t be.”

Ladybug swiftly stored the miraculous in her possession back inside her yo-yo. She made a face. “I’m afraid it is.”

“This can’t be right,” Chat Noir grasped at whatever straws he could find. “Gabriel Agreste was akumatized into the Collector.”

Ladybug held up the butterfly miraculous. Nooroo looked sadly at his former master. “It’s true. Once he lost the grimoire, he knew he might become a suspect, so he akumatized himself to throw you off the trail.”

“But why?” Chat gasped, devastated.

Nooroo: to bring back his wife

Chat Noir sank to the ground, in shock.

Ladybug gently laid a hand on his shoulder. “Kitty, you okay?” She eyed Gabriel warily, without the miraculous, his recovery time would be longer.

Chat’s fists trembled. He stood up. “Let’s bring Monarch to justice.”

Gabriel Agreste was formally arrested and brought to trial. As was Nathalie who was suspected of being Mayura.

As Nathalie was terminally ill, she had a relatively lighter sentence. She would be in prison but receive medical care at the same time.

Gabriel had it worse. He was sentenced for life and heavily fined.

It was only thanks to a fund Emelie set up that Adrien would be just fine financially. Though he would have to move to London as Amalie became his guardian. It was just as well. Even with Ladybug defending Adrien, and his class standing by him, Paris eyed the model with suspicion.

Ladybug had a bone to pick with Felix but he was missing.

Amalie did her best to console her nephew as Adrien for over his grief by comforting her in turn.

Emelie’s body was finally buried and given rest.

#ml fic #ml fanfic #ml fanfiction #miraculous ladybug fanfiction #miraculous ladybug fic #miraculous ladybug fanfic #evolution au

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bigfatbreak · 5 months

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Birds of a Feather previous / next

(part 43)

#sass loudly: nothing bad can POSSIBLY happen from letting marinette bear creation and intuition #its not like time and creation together cause a form of evolution lmao #somewhere bunnyx is groaning with her face in her hands #my art #feralnette au #birds of a feather #sorry for the fused panels again! if you want singles they'e on my patreon #but i didnt want to split this into two updaaaates #also the paneling for this update was entirely inspired by juangeedraws' SISYPHUS comic

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omaano · 7 months

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A wild Ahsoka appears. Pocket Mando remains very confused about anything and everything Jedi magic.

Ahsoka Not a Jedi "I cannot take Grogu as my Padawan. But maybe I can help you find someone who will teach him how to control his powers. He will like you too, I imagine."

The rest of the Mandalorian Star Wars meets Hades AU project is here

#ahsoka #ahsoka tano #hades au #the mandalorian fanart #star wars fanart #ahsoka fanart #TCW fanart #the evolution of the ahsoka portait icons tho #I'm so glad I squished her some more to settle for the top middle design. She's so baby!#star wars #my art #I really really love how she turned out!!

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leisi-lilacdreams · 2 months

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@tmntaucompetition

i don't know who to support in the au competition there's so many good ones ;v;

i can't draw all of them, but i wanna at least draw the ones i know and some that have caught my eye

i wasn't in the fandom when the last comp happened so it's been fun to see it this time around

honestly fml if Ghost in the Shell goes up against The Last Ronin becomes a Discord Admin

i will actually cry between the two

bonus CAS appearance! last year's champ has come to see what the newbies and familiar faces are up to!

everyone' enjoying the chaos, but raph's a bit worried since there's so many little kids

GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE! 🎉🎉🎉

creator tags under cut

@villainleoau @cnwolf-brainrot @star-sparkler @kathaynesart @beannary @angelpuns @bluepeachstudios @phykoha @tangledinink @somerandomdudelmao

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zipsunz · 1 year

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the evolution of kelsey montoya

#omori #little mari au #omori kel #sunkel #this evolution is caused by their love #my art #cat collab

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mightyfoz · 1 year

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Unicorn wars but the unicorns swap places with the bears!! not sure if anyone has thought of this idea, but i just thought what if the bears were just as vicious as they were in the movie, but instead they weren't the ones to evolve, but the unicorns did instead.

#my whole idea is that the Unicorns evolve their community and live peaceful lives #while the bears are jealous of their evolution and act much like in the movie - as if the Unicorns are the villains but really they are jus #while the bears actively seek them out to k!ll them.#as plot wise for this AU #it's swapped but it follows the same story. Maria is looking for her mother in the forest #while bears are out on a venture to find unicorns and take their blood.#fozbox #unicorn wars #unicorn wars azulin #unicorn wars fanart #unicorn wars maria #unicorn wars spoilers

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spotsupstuff · 5 months

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evolution and some society stuff for Ancients n such for my serotonin take (or now also sorted under the tag/name philosophy sessions au)

#rain world #rw #rw ancients #ancient oc #oc: boreas' blessing #five pebbles #oc: cedalion #oc: three sparrows #philosophy sessions au #oc tag #my art #that au tag means 'fuck off im balling'. dont care if canon rw allows me to do smth or if im in perfect scientifical check with that-#-evolution stuff im just here to have a good time with it

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kaliido-s · 7 months

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Wings of Fire evolutionary tree goes crazy

another peek at baby’s first speculative evolution project by rethinking WoF

#wings of fire #wof #wof art #speculative evolution #spec evo #dragons #mudwing #seawing #rainwing #nightwing #icewing #skywing #sandwing #silkwing #hivewing #leafwing #wof dragon #wof au

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kingtheghast · 8 months

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Space is cold.

Day 2: Cover/Crown

No-text version:

#space opera au #rendog #inthelittlewood #renchanting duo #treebark #treebarkweek2023 #trafficshipping #trafficblr #ghast.art #when your gunner starts becoming a popsicle due to an evolutive species-specific cold defense system :(

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cnwolf-brainrot · 3 months

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HOLY COW Y'ALL, the Dee-Evolution AU made it into the preliminaries for the TMNT AU comp!! This is still a pretty new AU and the boys are a bit confused and overwhelmed... and they've already lost a brother. I'm sure this isn't going to cause any shenanigans at all! :D

Dee-Evolution AU Masterpost!

Also included some little AU cameos in the background! These belong to @indieyuugure, @mutiniau, @rubies-tmnt-aus, @quartergremlin, and @tizeline!

#tmnt au #tmnt au competition #tmnt au comp #propoganda #tmnt au propaganda #tmnt 2012 au #tmnt 2012 #dee evolution au #tmnt

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monstersteam · 2 months

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They grow up so fast

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tokogung19 · 9 months

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Hi! Can we get some more on the Bloody Fly AU? Maybe even a ref? Please?

Well yes of course!

This AU is mainly about Howdy in my new lore ( I'm too busy to tell all of it sorry-) I will draw more about this AU, maybe some tiny comic too but it will take me kinda long time ^^

#welcome home #howdy pillar #answered #frank frankly #eddie dear #barnaby b beagle #bloody fly au #he didn't smile much after the evolution failed

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cuteiemonster · 9 months

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my SECOND piece for the @mcytblraufest !!

this time, for @theminecraftbee 's fic, [ SOLVING COUNTING SHEEP ] !! i had so much fun trying to settle on what scene to draw that i ended up with uh. Major Spoilers. dont worry about it! youll know it when you see it.

was genuinely an honor to work on this with Second, @seawaveleo, and @strifetxt !! o7

#Solving Counting Sheep #EVO smp #Evolution SMP #jimmy solidarity #solidaritygaming #martyn inthelittlewood #inthelittlewood #grian #in the wise words of lei strifetxt. '' the presence of grian in the art is a matter of philosophy ''#mcyt au fest #mcytblraufest23 #no little blurb from the story this time. youll see it in like. looks at calendar. 9 days?#anyways. go read it if you havent already PLEASE god its so GOOD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #im definitely going to be drawing more for this fic i just. i need a min once i finish my 3rd piece #on my hands and knees. this artist can only take so much and does not ever remember his limits

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rogue-gambit-fan-zine · 2 months

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* Digital copy of Home & Harbor in PDF format (88 pages)

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* A digital copy of the zine in PDF format

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honey-minded-hivemind · 3 months

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🐋Siren AU, Scene One:

(Warning: mentions of cannibalism, Reader being chased from their old home, possible child murder, and Reader wanting to bite everything that tries to touch them. You have been advised)

• The ocean before you spreads beyond you, vast and impending. There is no coral, no colorful fish, no seaweed. It is an unending abyss of blue, fading darker and darker the farther it is from the sunlit water above... But, you have nowhere else to go...

• You used to have a different home, a different life. Born to a school of reef mers, all colorful and elegant, you were different from birth. You were black and white, not a speck of any other color to your tail... And your tail, it wasn't built like the others', full of trailing fins and frills, but bulkier, thicker. While the other guppies made fun of you, you took care of yourself. After all, you were stronger than them. If one bit you, you whapped your tail against their head. If they scratched you, you pinned them to the sandy floor until they begged to be let up. After awhile, you were just left alone, ignored and abandoned in favor of more similar playmates...

• You hated when you found out what you were... It had been a regular day, learning what you could from an elder, playing by yourself, and keeping away from the gossipy guppies, until a hunter had burst into the coral reef. The moment they saw you, they had screeched, "I finally know what they are! A siren!" Murmurs went up, followed by an elder asking for proof... "Proof! Here is your 'proof '" they had spat and they tossed a fin, just like the one along your back, into the group. "I tore that from a siren north of our territory! It was large, a behemoth! In the same colors of that one, bone white and ink black! It wasn't just any siren, but an orca!"

• THAT set the entire school into an uproar. Shrieks and cries burbled into the water as the nearest adults lunged at you, claws aiming for your fins and eyes. You managed to duck by, swimming as fast as you could around the panicking mer. The reef flashed past you as you swam, bits of rock and coral scraping against you as you dodged reaching claws and sharp harpoons. Until finally, you slipped out into the open waters, slapped out by the tail of one of the hunters, who tried to follow you. It only took that for you to turn tail and flee, striking out into the uncharted waters...

• And here you were now, alone, bleeding, and with no skills or school to help you survive. The one thing you had that was yours was your pearl earring, long and dangling, that you had found by yourself when you were only twelve winters old... You weren't sure how it wasn't torn off in the chase, but it brought you a small comfort to keep it. With a bubble-filled sigh, you kept swimming...

• The sea stretched on, never stopping or ending. No signs of any other life were to be found, save for small squid that came up at night, fleeting and swift. It was... unnerving. It had only been a week since you left, and your wounds had started to heal. You found out, only a few hours after leaving the reef, that a harpoon had nicked your tail, leaving a jagged, painful scratch along its side. That complicated swimming, but you couldn't stop. If you stopped, it was likely something would try to eat you while you rested. You couldn't risk a shark, or dolphins, or another siren finding you. If mer would kick out one of their own, someone they had raised, all because they were a siren... Would an actual siren do worse?

• Your reprieve from these thoughts was finding a small, rocky outcrop pointing out of the endless blue. The waters here were colder, foggy and sometimes filled with chunks of white. It wasn't ideal to stop here, but you needed rest, and this was the only opportunity you had had since your escape... Still... You approach the rock carefully, and once found clear of danger, you curl into a small crack, just big enough to fit you.

• Your dreams are fitful, full of sharp claws and deadly spears and familiar voices leering at you, pouncing in for the kill-!

•With a sharp, fearful click, you wake up. Your fingers rub over your arms, as your tail curls up, trying to squeeze yourself into a smaller ball. You feel the small gills of your neck flit, until you are able to calm down from the nightmare... But just as you settle back down... You hear an eerie sound, something that reverberates through the water around you...

• Tensing up, you stay quiet, staring out into the darkness beyond the crack. The moonlight filters through the water, painting everything in alien blacks and silvers, until the noise dies out... Everything is quiet, save for the small rush of a current nearby. The world seems still, unmoving... until something shifts into the light, something large and dark, and you shrink further into the crack. It's the largest thing you've ever seen...

• Another eerie sound rings out, something between a hum and a wail, loud and fervent. You clap your hands over your ears, trying to muffle the noise. Whatever is out there moves again, until you can't see it anymore... With a small shudder, you turn your head away from the crack entrance, and drift back into slumber.

• In the morning, when you wake up, you cautiously approach the crack entrance, sensing the water near it for any vibrations. Luckily, none are there... When you gather your nerves, you slip out, careful not to aggravate the scars on your tail. There are more white chunks in the water, and there are small bits of light turning the water a jewel green. Nothing seems off... No mers, no fish...

• "So, that's where you were hiding."

• A shriek escapes you as you turn around, only to find something larger than you and the rock outcrop...

• It's large, with scars banding it's arm and chest, with old wounds lining its tail. Their teeth are sharp, and their eyes are reddish-brown, like drying blood. Talons as sharp as hooks are at the end of each of its fingers, long and deadly... And their tail... It's... It's... the same as, yours...?

• "What, never seen another siren before, kid?" it asks, in a growl-like voice. In a sharp arc, you dive back into the crack you came out of. A curse echoes around you, as the being shifts around the rock so they can gaze into the small crevice. "Kid, kid, calm down. It's just a joke."

• "..."

• "You've... never seen another siren, have you?" It- he, it sounds like a he- peers at the entrance. One of their claws scrapes at it, but it won't entirely go in. "You can come out, kid, I'm not gonna eat you," he tries. You push yourself as far back as you can go, even when you feel the rough walls scrape your harpoon wound open. A hiss escapes you, following a small stream of blood. Another sound comes from the much (much much) larger siren, like a low growl. "Are you bleeding, kid?"

• You don't answer, only squeezing yourself in further. You're uncomfortable, pressed this far back, but it's the farthest you can get from what is essentially an adult who is bigger and obviously more dangerous than the mers you knew. A billowing sigh escapes the larger creature, the water rippling around it. "Kid... if you're bleeding, it needs to be looked at. Can you please come out?"

• "... No..." You shiver, trying to will yourself to be strong. If push comes to shove, you can't go down without a fight. What are you, afraid? You survived a murder attempt! SEVERAL, murder attempts! You can face some oversized whale, right?!

• "Kid, I can't take 'no' for an answer. Now, please come out. Don't make this difficult." The creature sounds tired now, maybe a little irritated. You let out a warbling click, the most threatening one you can muster. The creature stills, and seems to back off...

• Then... something weird happens. A loud, mournful wail-click, filled with a desperate, assertive tone rocks the waters, sending a cool ripple into you... But... the song sounds nice... Soothing... You shake your head, ripping yourself free from it.

• "No! I'm not going out there! You might eat me! Or WORSE!" you yell, covering your ears. The siren outside let's out an annoyed noise, only for it to pause...

• "Why the h*ll would I eat ya, kid? And what do you mean, 'do worse'?" Then there's a loud, deafening growl, and he speaks again. "The mers... they did that to you, didn't they?" When you don't speak up, he takes that as an answer. "Of course those sons of eels would do that... Kid, look, I'm not like them. We are not like them. We don't do that. We don't scare off kids, we don't try to kill 'em, and we definitely aren't about to make you bleed. Now, I'm going to say this one more time: Please come out."

• You shiver as the water only seems to get colder the longer you stay still... But still... "I... I can't...." You can't go back out there just to be chased off again, or have to battle against a siren whose older and stronger than you, who could easily rip you apart and leave you for the sharks...

• "I'm sorry, kid. That gives me no choice..." The calm wail-click starts again, and even though you try to cover your ears, it does nothing to block it out or to stop the vibrations rocking you gently. Tears enter your eyes, and you try to beg him to stop... But the song seems to echo inside your own head, a peaceful noise offering only relief and warmth... A small whimper escapes you, only for the song to get louder, softer, until you're lying down on the rocky floor and drifting off... The song keeps going, deep and affectionate, until you feel relaxed and tired... A slow rumble halts the song, and you let out a small warble, asking for it to come back...

• " 'Kay, kid, let's see ya." Something clicks besides you, dragging you out of the dark rock and into a warm palm. You sigh contentedly, the heat from it like the warmth of a thermal vent, constant and inviting... Something turns you, until you're staring into dark, vibrant eyes. You blink sluggishly, reaching out a hand to touch it...

• "Oh cr*p, kid... they did a number on you, didn't they?" A sad noise escapes you, and the voice stops. "Don't worry, we'll fix you up... Wait..." A nudge rolls you onto your stomach. "Kid... you look... just like me..." A croon comes from above you, and you feel more warmth pressed into you. "Okay, kid... Looks like I might just have to keep ya, huh? You sure are quite the little survivor, aren't you?" When you nod sleepily, the grip shifts, until your tucked against a warm wall... "'Kay, I can't say no to that... Let's get ya back to the pod, okay, kid? I know the other pups will be happy to see you..."

• You yawn, hearing a deep chuckle. "Seems like you need a nap... Night, kid. Get some rest. I'll keep you safe..." And with the gentle heat keeping you content and sleepy, you fall asleep... "Let's just hope Creed doesn't get word of you..."

#honeycomb thoughts #platonic yandere marvel #yandere platonic marvel #platonic yandere #platonic yandere xmen #yandere x-men #platonic yandere x reader #platonic yandere marvel x reader #🐋Siren AU #platonic yandere wolverine #he's the older siren in this #platonic yandere xmen evolution au

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bongo-clash · 2 years

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Peacock Au Part 1

Okay so Big Huge credit to @stealingyourbones for letting me do my own take on their amazing eldritch Danny idea!!!! This started out as me just doing a drawing but then I ended up with a whole DPxDC fic that I'll be posting the part two for at some point!!! Anyway, here's the vague designs:

And here's the part one of the fic under the cut!!! :D (Edit: Part 2 is Here!!)

There’s a Lazarus Pit forming underneath Gotham. Normally, this would not concern John Constantine at all, because it’s Gotham, therefore Bat territory therefore not his problem, and honestly he has his own things to worry about. Unfortunately for him, however, the infamous Dark Knight has somehow gotten it into his head that he can do something about it and, Hell, he’d said it would be a ‘big favour’, which meant the man really must be desperate; had to have been in the first place, he supposed, to have even bothered with John in the first place.

Still, he’d almost kind of forgotten what a huge mess any kind of favour for Batman could be, and thus, he now holds possession of a book that is probably going to get him killed.

Whether the actual book itself wants to kill him is up for debate, but Constantine has read the contents of this particular Book of Summonings and nothing in here seems remotely safe. He’s absolutely going to be hiding this away somewhere deep in the archives of the archives of the Justice League watchtower with an incredibly pointed ‘DO NOT TOUCH’ on it once he’s done with this, but for now, it’s the only thing he’s got in the way of sorting out this Pit problem.

There’s an entity that exists, this book claims, that keeps the balance between realms. ‘Closes doors’, apparently, and the doors the pages depict certainly look like a Lazarus Pit. This is brilliant news, obviously, but the book doesn’t describe the entity itself at all beyond that; barely any of the other entries are as vague as this, and that plus some of the frankly bizarre sigils he’s having to draw to summon the damn thing are giving him no comfort. The only remotely comforting thing about it is that the ritual doesn’t require any blood- which either means the entity is benign, or it wants something more valuable than blood.

…Okay, maybe not that comforting, actually.

But, before he can consider that maybe this wasn’t his best idea and backing out would be for the best, the sigils flare with light, and Constantine squints to keep track of the way they activate, desperate for any indication of what he’s managed to summon with that stupid book.

His feet feel feathery against the ground, like they’re barely tethered by gravity and just waiting to float away, and perhaps the seeming lack of atmosphere is fitting with how dust like stars lift from the summoning circle, bringing with them intercepting layers of purple-blue-pink-white, galaxies and nebulae being peeled off the floor. It comes with a sound- something whistling, almost. Seeming hollow, between a shriek and a bell ringing, or maybe more musical than that. It seems to change every moment he tries to focus on it, as if it’s something his ears can’t really hear but his brain is desperate to process, painful to try.

And then, the entity begins to form.

Unnoticeably at first, a white glow drifts forming in the centre. It congeals as Constantine’s gaze finally fixates on it, layers forming like jellyfish trails, or flowers, or peacock feathers with runic circles at the tips, fading smaller and smaller as they reach the centre, and a thing akin to a body unfolds into view at the front, a centrepiece. A child’s image of a shadow in opalescence, a strange curving feature where a neck might be, and searing-green spots of varying sizes scattered along the space where cheeks and eyes could’ve been, fading up and down across the lower-half of the ‘face’ and into the ‘hair’. He barely understands what he’s looking at, but maybe that’s the point.

The sound of a thunderstorm rings across the room, and the curve of the neck unfolds, and it’s an eye, and the tips of a thousand twisted, cosmic peacock feathers become eyes as well, if they weren’t always. They move, wavering, either lashing or flickering from visibility.

“And what is this?” The voice is a kaleidoscope, echoing off and from every corner of the room, and when they speak, infinite eyes become infinite mouths, too many teeth barely contained by the edges of what seem vaguely like frostbitten lips. To have something even remotely human suddenly etch itself onto the entity is somehow worse than the parts he can’t comprehend. “Who are you, to have summoned me, and seem so afraid?”

Constantine wishes, maybe for the first time, that it hadn’t been an obligation to do this alone; he’s never wanted Batman or one of the Light members with him more than now. It’s a difficult thing, almost impossible, to shake off the speechlessness. It’s a wonder that it’s possible at all, with how the room seems to have been twisted into a vacuum. “I was told you could- you could help with the pits?”

“The pits. There are many pits.”

God, this is creepy. “The Lazarus pits to, uh, to be specific. There’s a huge one cropping up under Gotham that’s not supposed to be there, and the local- I mean, the locals are getting antsy about it. …I heard you can take care of them.”

“I can smell its blood between the gaps of atmosphere, encircling. You, whose soul is bound in so many directions, who may be pulled apart like meat in time- can you sense it? Does it draw you?” John doesn’t know how this- this thing knows that, but he’s scared asking will invoke some kind of consequence, and more and more he’s wondering why the Hell he decided to do Batman this favour. He feels exposed.

“Uh… no, I don’t think so. But can you fix it?”

“Yes.”

“…Will you fix it?”

The chill is getting to him. Goosebumps are running across his arms like a livewire, and he’s never doing anyone a favour ever again. The entity makes an approximation of a hum, his ears shriek with whale song and stars, and after a pause, everything switching up and down on itself, the peacock eyes form into huge, reaching hands. For a second, Constantine’s whole body freezes with terror, because he’s petrified the thing’s going to grab him, but then the arms tumble phasing into the ground, and the green spots on their ‘face’ flare with a supernova glow and they make another piercing noise, chiming or trilling.

A long moment later, the hands slowly return to the entity’s back, and fade into the peacock feathers or jellyfish bells or whatever they were before, blinking at him. “It is gone.”

“Uh… cheers?”

“It will not return, but this place shall see its dead for some time. Try not to look.”

This is maybe the worst day of Constantine’s life. “Can I- uh, yeah, great advice. ‘Appreciate it. But, can I ask just, y’know, what you are? Or not.”

“That is up to you.” They say, and though the eyes that appear briefly between sentences bely or reveal no expression, it feels scrutinising. “What is it that closes doors? Is it alive?”

He hates riddles. He hates riddles and he hates cosmic horrors and he hates eldritch entities and he hates Batman for getting him to agree to this horrible favour. He wants to go back to the House of Mystery and pass out for long enough that this whole thing becomes a dream. “Fair enough! Forget I asked- cheers for sorting out that pit, though. Uh, don’t suppose you’ll just let me go on my way or anything now.”

“I know of your Bat.”

Oh dear. Constantine’s stomach sinks like a shipwreck into the Mariana Trench, but the entity moves on like they’d never even said it. “I will recede, and find you in time, perhaps both. You will know when I am coming, and I will find my recompense.”

And just like that, their whole form shimmers into clouds and pearls and smoke and mirrors, and they fade back into the runes that summoned them like tap water down the drain. The galaxies they’d formulated within the confines of the room fold back in on themselves and turn to whispers and then nothing, but the feeling persists on his skin long after weight has settled back onto his bones. He hadn’t known a thing like that existed until now. He doesn’t know what it can do, doesn’t know how all-encompassing it truly is.

And he owes it a favour.

Crap.

#I'll be posting the part two at some point soon since it's already written out so prepare for that lmao!!#Warning that there might be some mistakes in here since I literally just wrote this and the second part a couple hours ago #This is a Little bit of a thing about my hc on the Ghost Monarchy and how it isn't Actually a monarchy #It's just that the 'king' keeps the actual physical balance of the GZ (ie natural portal stuff) & the title originally had a different name #But when Pariah Dark took the mantle he decided it made him the ruler of the GZ and that's why the Ancients took him down #But I'll talk more abt that if I ever get around to finishing that GZ culture/history/evolution post thing I had planned lmao!!!!#Either way I Love Eldritch Danny sm and writing this was so so fun!!!#Part two will be from Danny's perspective!!!#I might colour those drawings and stuff at some point but for now I like them as they are!!!#Also before I forget I Am still thinking about that pizza delivery guy pt. 2 I just got stuck a bit!!! It'll hopefully appear at some point #dp au #danny phantom au #dpxdc #john constantine #danny phantom fanart #dp fanart #danny phantom #Bongo's Aus!!!#Bongo's Writing!!!#Bongo's Art!!!#tw body horror #peacock au

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