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sneez · 2 months

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pathologic but it's a lost 1920s german expressionist film [id under cut]

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image 1: a digital drawing of a fake poster, using bright colours and rough, painterly brushstrokes. the title, 'pest' (german for 'plague'), is written at the top in spiky black text. in the foreground a man dressed as a tragedian is staring intently at the viewer, his hands raised and splayed as if in horror. in the background, the town is framed against a red sky, with the polyhedron in yellow behind.

images 2 and 3: fake casting sheets for the film, with the names of the actors and the characters they are playing above a black-and-white portrait photograph of them. all the text is in german. in english it reads: 'Pest', a film by Robert Wiene Alfred Abel as Victor Kain Ernst Busch as Grief Lil Dagover as Katerina Saburova Ernst Deutsch as the Bachelor Carl de Vogt as Vlad the Younger Marlene Dietrich as the Inquisitor Willy Fritsch as Mark Immortell Alexander Granach as Andrey and Peter Stamatin Bernhard Goetzke as General Block Dolly Haas as the Changeling Ludwig Hartau as the Haruspex Brigitte Helm as Anna Angel Brigitte Horney as Maria Kaina Emil Jannings as Big Vlad Gerda Maurus as Yulia Lyuricheva Lothar Menhert as Georgiy Kain Asta Nielsen as Lara Ravel Ossi Oswalda as Eva Yan Fritz Rasp as Stanislas Rubin Conrad Veidt as Alexander Saburov and Tragedian Paul Wegener as Oyun Gertrud Welcker as Aspity

image 4: four digital sketches of set designs for various locations. all are strongly influenced by expressionist imagery, using extreme angles, warped perspective, and dramatic shapes. they are labelled 'street 1' (a street lined with houses), 'street 2' (a square with a lamppost and a set of steps), 'polyhedron exterior' (the polyhedron walkway), and 'cathedral interior' (the dais at the far end of the cathedral).

image 5: four digital drawings in a black-and-white watercolour style, showing fake stills from the film. all are similarly distorted and lit by dramatic lighting. the first shows katerina's bedroom, with katerina standing in the centre of the floor. the second shows the interior of an infected house. the third shows daniil staring out of the frame in horror, one hand on his head and the other raised as if to ward something off. the fourth shows an intertitle with jagged white text reading 'the first day' against a dark background.

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#pathologic #artwork #conrad veidt #(i know there are many other actors but i dont have tags for them my bad)#anyway :D this has been my brain project for the past week or so i have been thinking about it so much #i have so many more things i want to draw for it but i am trying to hold myself back. for the sake of my Wrists #also obviously the cast list is way whiter than it should be for pathologic but german expressionist cinema was not particularly diverse an #i was trying to go for realism so apologies for that #i had so much fun with these i dont normally draw locations because i prefer drawing people but i found it so much more enjoyable #when i could mess around with the perspective and make stuff look wacky. thank you expressionism i love you expressionism #also it goes without saying that i was most heavily inspired by the cabinet of dr caligari (which is why i went with robert wiene. he would #do such a great job i think)#i hope you are all well my friends :D kiss you

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ihatebrainstorm · 11 months

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[Medicine]

"The Caduceus. Commonly mixed up with the Rod of Asclepius."

Guys I think it'd be really funny if Pharma and Ratchet had the same voice

#he's got great shapes but I hate drawing his legs with a passion #Also the more I read into the cadueceus and rod of Asclepius #the more I go #“wait isn't that literally Ratchet and Pharma”#lost light spoilers in tags #I mean the Cadueceus being the wand of Hermes/ messengers of the gods *cough* and in some accounts having the ability to take and give life #While the Rod of Asclepius is held by the god Asclepius/god of healing and more accepted as the correct symbol for medicine/healing?#Also Asclepius being the son of Apollo -> the Temple of Apollo being located in Delphi Greece #The Cadueceus having wings -> Pharma has wings #Rod of Asclepius doesn't have wings -> Ratchet not having wings #The two symbols getting mixed up frequently -> Ratchet and Pharma looking pretty similar face/head-wise #Edit: another thing I just noticed: Two snakes on the Cadueceus -> Pharma and Adaptus fighting for control #someone must have made the connection before me right #James Roberts istg if this is intentional #I literally made the connection on accident after going “hey what if I added the snakes to this”#ok sorry for really long tags #mtmte spoilers #transformers #mtmte #maccadam #maccadams #tf idw #transformers fanart #frootertooter archive #more than meets the eye #pharma #pharma idw #lost light #LL

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xysidhequeen · 2 years

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The King and his Red Knight

DPxDC crossover fic

Part 1

Really sorry to everyone who suffered through the fact that I didn't know about the existence of readmore. I can't fix the thread now but the individual posts are better? Sorry I have like a very rough idea of how this site works 😭

Check the: The King and his Red Knight tag to find all the parts

"Go here, Danny. Go then, Danny. Go to a random cemetery in the middle of the night for no reason, Danny." A voice grumbled, accompanied by the sound of sneakers rhythmically tapping stone.

Danny Fenton, currently Phantom, sat on a gravestone, his white hair a beacon in the dark night. There were no stars in the sky for him to gaze upon, their light hidden behind swaths of smog and neon lights playing off the gray clouds.

Clockwork had dumped him here, with no explanation for why. Not that he ever really explained much when he sent Danny off on his tasks. He supposed he should be grateful, at least he was in the same when rather than being transported a thousand years into the past.

"Wait here King Phantom. You will understand in time." Danny mimicked his mentor's voice as he let himself float off the grave he'd been dumped on after Clockwork shoved him out of a portal. His body floated higher until he could flip around, his legs crossing. He sat upside down, his chin in his palm as he glared petulantly at the assembled gravestones surrounding him, his toxic green eyes glowing.

"So far all I've seen is a concerning amount of ecotplasm for a city without a ghost portal and some blob ghosts! How long am I supposed to wait here?" Danny asked the air, and the aforementioned blob ghosts who were hanging off his body, soaking in the ambient ecotoplasm he radiated at all times now.

Neither provided him with an answer to his question and Danny let out a frustrated groan as he lowered his still flipped body to look once more on the gravestone he'd been tasked with waiting on.

Jason Todd, the name read. The dates, too close together, made something in Danny squeeze painfully. He'd been young, barely older than Danny when he stepped into the portal. Only for this teenager there had been no ectoplasm to bind to his dying body and repair the damage of death and force him back into a semblance of life.

"Who were you and why did Clockwork send me to you?" Danny asked the gravestone, one clawed finger tracing the words before he pulled back with a sigh when the gravestone gave him no explanation. The dead didn't always speak, not even to their king.

Turning his body Danny looked over the rest of the cemetery. It was empty, as most usually were this time of night, of the living. There were a few shades wandering around, circling closer to him, drawn by his presence. No full ghosts though, but oddly enough there rarely were in cemeteries. This was where the dead came to rest. To remember, if they wanted to. Cemeteries were sacred spaces to the dead, much as a temple or a church would be for the living who were religious. Ghosts who still clung to life, to their obsessions, did not frequent cemeteries, did not dare trespass and disturb those who had already found their peace.

Danny himself was an oddity. He had never shied from cemeteries, enjoying the peace he found in them, the guarantee of safety offered. And perhaps, he mourned that he himself would never have a gravestone for the living to place their flowers and their tears at. Who would make a grave for someone who was both alive and dead? There would never be a body to bury for him. His human half would continue to live on so long as his ghost core remained and could fuel it.

Maybe that was why he found peace in cemeteries, for all his whining that Clockwork had dumped him here. Cemeteries were for the living and the dead, one of the only places both existed in harmony naturally. For someone who was as much dead as he was alive such a place held a certain degree of belonging for him.

Danny straightened out in the air, letting his body lie above the grave as he folded his arms behind his head and looked up at the covered sky. He complained and whined about this task, but he was secretly glad that Clockwork had given him something to do. Even if it was just 'hang out in a random cemetary'.

Ever since he'd graduated high-school, revealed himself to his parents and discovered how deep prejudice and hate could run, and he'd run away to the Infinite Realms for sanctuary while his friends moved forward with their lives, he'd felt unmoored. A ghost with no haunt. Bored was too light a word for the gaping emptiness he felt in his chest, for the loneliness clawing at him. Clockwork, Wulf, Pandora they could help chip at the ache inside of him but not banish it. Not now that his family, his friends, were spread so far apart and so distant from him.

Not that he resented their choices, their distance, in fact he'd fought for them to do just that, to get out of Amity Park, to go to college, to become more than overworked teen superheroes. Still he missed them, even if he could visit them whenever he wanted. It was becoming clear as time moved forward that the world they belonged to and the one he did were two different things.

Danny Fenton couldn't go to college when his parents had declared him dead. Danny Fenton didn't exist as far as the government was concerned. Danny Phantom couldn't return to Amity when those same parents were waiting to capture him and tear him apart 'molecule by molecule'. Danny Phantom couldn't go back when the GIW were crawling over the town like ants.

So neither Danny Fenton or Danny Phantom returned to Amity after that day. And he made sure they couldnt follow him when he ensured the portal that took his life to function never opened again. He didn't need the portal any longer to get in and out of the Infinite Realms, and it was safer for the ghosts, his subjects, if the temptation of the Fenton portal was gone.

The world of the living was not yet ready to accept that the dead didn't always stay dead. And Danny would keep his people safe until they were.

Danny jolted from his lazing state of reverie when a pulse of emotion rocked through him, the strength of it stealing his breath if he had any to take.

Fear/Trapped/Dark/Fear/Help/HELP pounded into him and Danny frantically flipped around, head swiveling, poisonous green eyes wide as he triedf to locate the source. The emotions, the plea for help, burned his core, his Obsession screamed at him.

Help/SomeonePlease/Dark/Trapped/CANTBREATHE/HELP another wave of messages, of emotions pushed themselves at Danny and this time underneath the onslaught he could hear a rhythmic thudding. Danny looked down, horror filling him when he realized the thudding was coming from under the ground. From the grave he'd been hovering over for an hour now.

Danny flew down, sending back a wave of I'mHere/HelpIsComing/I'mComing to the boy trapped in his own coffin, feeling the intense wave of relief and hope sent back before he dived into the earth as if it wasn't there. Danny paused for a moment when he passed the thick wooden coffin, seeing a boy in the dark with wide, panicked blue eyes and fingers tipped with shredded nails and fresh blood.

"Hey, I'm going to get you out of here, okay?" Danny told the boy, keeping his voice gentle, soft. The boy jolted, fixating on the only source of light, Danny's growing green eyes. Danny hoped his smile came off as calming instead of 'freaky AF' as Tucker liked to call it. He grabbed the boy, Jason, as carefully as he could and then let his intangibility wash over the terrified teen as he lifted them both out of the coffin.

When they emerged from the coffin and the ground Danny set the teen down, leaning him against the gravestone, his own gravestone, and pulled back a bit. The boy was gasping in air as if the fetid, polluted air was the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted.

Danny tilted his head as he watched the boy ground himself. Now that the emotions were leveling out and his Obsession was purring in contentment rather than growling in a frenzy, Danny could feel something off about the boy.

Disregarding the fact that he'd just come back from the dead, of course. But that wasn't the oddest thing Danny had seen in his afterlife. No the boy felt... not like a normal, living human. Not even like an Amity Park resident, who all felt more than slightly liminal. No this boy, this Jason Todd, felt closer to liminal than even Jazz, Tucker or Sam, who were three of the most liminal humans Danny had ever been around.

Jason felt almost...like a ghost. But not. Danny could feel the tickle in his throat that proceeded his ghost sense but the tell-tale mist never emerged. It was as if Jason was...like him. But Danny couldn't sense a core either. Even halfas had cores.

"Who are you?" Jason spoke, breaking Danny from his thoughts and examination. Jason was looking at him with a mix of gratitude and suspicion. Which, fair. Danny had just pulled him from his own coffin and there were so many questions that could stem from all of this, disregarding all the weirdness that was just Danny himself.

"I'm Danny, Danny Phantom. Or just Phantom. I go by either. And you're Jason, right?" Danny asked, smiling at the teen and oops, yeah that was definitely his scary smile based on the slight flinch there. It wasn't his fault his teeth were too sharp now and his lips split a bit too wide.

"How did you know that?" Jason asked, blue eyes narrowing. Danny nodded at the gravestone the boy was leaning against with a raised brow. Jason turned and almost toppled over from the movement. Danny frowned as the boy caught himself on his gravestone. His skin was still pale, too pale, and as Danny watched Jason swayed again.

"Shit. You're fading. You didn't form a core and your body isn't stabilizing." Danny cursed, moving towards the boy who scrambled back, only to be stopped by his grave.

"What the hell are you doing?" Jason asked, hands fisting as he tried to rise only to fall back to the ground when his legs refused to hold his weight.

"Saving your life. The dead aren't supposed to come back. There's always a price to pay, a balance that is struck. Currently, as you are, if I don't get enough ectoplasm in you to form your core, you'll fade and turn into a brain-dead husk." Danny told Jason, tone stern and no nonsense as he grabbed him. Jason made an effort to break free, but it was weak, and even at full strength, he wouldn’t have been able to break Danny's hold. Few in this realm could.

If they had the time, Danny would've approached this situation in a far different manner, but this close he could hear Jason's heartbeat, a weak flutter in his chest, skipping beats as it tried to fuel a body that was past saving. Jason didn't have the time for Danny to approach this gently and kindly, to coax trust out of the teen like he would a feral cat.

Jason had minutes left before his ectoplasm starved body consumed itself trying to make a core and failed because while wherever they were had more ambient ectoplasm than most places, it was far from enough to sustain the birth of a halfa. Maybe if Jason had stayed dead for another year, he'd have naturally formed a core and risen as a proper ghost. But that wasn't what happened, somehow he'd gathered enough to fix his body of whatever wounds or illness had put him in that coffin to begin with and come back to 'life' but without a core to sustain his body he'd be dead, again, in minutes. And Danny was not about to watch while a teenager, another teenager, died.

"How do I know I can trust you?" Jason hissed as Danny pushed his arms down and laid his clawed hands on Jason's chest.

"You don't. But you don't have another choice." Danny said with a shrug. "Now are you going to let me save your life or not?" Danny asked, not moving his hands. He'd save Jason either way but this would be easier if Jason worked with him.

"Fine." Jason spat and Danny smirked as his hands began to glow a toxic green that matched his eyes.

Ectoplasm pooled out of his hands and rushed into Jason, filling him until the boy glowed bright enough to rival the neon lights of the city around them. The green light flared around him like an aura, slowly shrinking but getting impossibly brighter as the glow centralized around his chest until a small glowing ball of green, like a trapped star, blazed from his chest.

Jason gasped, back arching as Danny pulled his hands away and the light vanished under Jason's skin. For a moment Jason's blue eyes burned green and his hair flashed snow white before returning to black, with one single lock of unearthly white left above his forehead. Jason collapsed back against his grave, chest heaving. Danny watched, eyes full of a sad understanding.

"What the fuck was that?" Jason panted out.

"Welcome to the world of the half alive, half dead." Danny said with a smile. "Want to get a burger and talk about it?" He asked, standing up and dusting off his hands.

"Make it a chili dog and you've got a deal."

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Fixed some typos added some lines

Maybe I'll continue this AU. Maybe not. This scene was in my head for days and I wanted to share

#dc x dp #Clockwork:And the new Fright Knight is born #Danny said im going to adopt kids from cemetaries now its my thing #Clockwork thought Danny needed more friends so he located the teenager closest to Dannys age and most compatible to being a halfa #Dani: Does this make him my brother or an uncle or what?#Bruce isnt getting this one back #not for awhile anyways #Danny has to teach Jason the ways of the halfa #He gets Jason ghost guns and Jason is very content with that #also with all the fighting he gets to do because thats like how ghosts say hello #Jason also takes one look at Fright Knight's sword and says: I want that gimme #Fright Knight and Skulker take to Jason very quickly and enjoy training him #Jason and Skulker shootouts range half the ghost zone and Danny is just amused #Eventually Jason asks Danny if he wants to help him prank his family and Danny is 100% on board #the red hood arrives back in Gotham with 100% less heads in a dufflebag but 1000% more chaos #Jason and Danny legit haunt the mannor for a few months and convince everyone BUT Alfred theyre conventional ghosts #Danny also adopts Tim during this time because Bruce obviously cant take care of this neglected child and Danny said bet this is mine now #danny phantom #jason todd #batfam #dp x dc #danny phantom au #phantom au #danny phantom fic #The King and his Red Knight #The King and his Red Knight AU #TKAHRK AU #Red Knight AU

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itspileofgoodthings · 2 years

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Good morning what are the movies or tv shows that traumatized you as a kid mine are the BBC production of A Christmas Carol and a handful of David Suchet Poirot episodes

#my dad always thought if something was well done it was appropriate for children #so we never watched the silly little kid version of things. The muppet Christmas Carol? My dad would N E V E R #anyway a Christmas Carol ruined Christmas for me for YEARS #i hated to think about it #and poirot was just. traumatizing #there’s one called murder on the links which involved a golf course at night which is one of the most terrifying locations I can imagine #also there’s one called death in the clouds #and poirot uncovers the murder because there are two spoons on the dead lady’s tray of airplane food #and the way he says ‘he picks up a spoon giving him the task of a waiter to carry out’#when explaining the murder at the end to this DAY sends chills up my spine #I know this is very obvious but the thing about fear is that it isn’t about logic or reason but it is about revelation #it’s like the flip side of moments of good and happy insight #at least for me #what terrifies me is a moment where some kind of evil is revealed in a blinding FLASH #a motive or (I guess) a ghost #and there is this presence of some malevolent entity underneath the reality of things #and something about it being SEEN almost more than it existing #is so scary. Like I.#Poirot uncovering the murder and describing it with such studied fascinated careful attention #pulling back the layers of a blind of one kind or another #shakes me to. my. CORE.#and it’s all so visual and instinctive. it’s one tiny little moment that doesn’t fit suddenly pulling back the curtain of reality #with such terrifying abruptness #makes me want to sit down and cry like a baby #the knowledge of evil doesn’t scare me. as in it doesn’t elicit an emotional/physical reaction of fear #but seeing it in embodied action. again. where it’s some tiny ordinary little detail suddenly ripping reality as you know it to shreds #the surprise of it. the recalibration it demands #I !!!!!!!!! Get so afraid

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mispronouncing-michaelangelo · 3 months

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yunmech jiang or whatever

#mdzs #yunmeng siblings #yunmeng trio #wei wuxian #jiang cheng #jiang yanli #mo dao zu shi #the untamed #pacrim au #look there is a lot to unpack in this au #but basically they are a 3 man drift #but it cannn run on 2 and it does for a while but the toll is really severe cause its not made for that #and eventually wwx loses his ability to go into the drift (golden core thing)#(i mean he sorta can but its wayyy more harmful and well get into that when i finally buckle in and draw wen ning and his ability to drift)#(cause his driftability is a fucking messssssss)#anyway their mech looks like a lotus and they love it and clean it and repair it and love it and love it and ya know love it #but every sect has different ways of interacting with mechs and going into the drift and the gear they wear #and yunmeng wear little patches that scar into their skin over time so they need to change the location every once in a while #or else the scar fucks with the ability to do it #so they all have these gnarly scars #they also dont wear their robes because their mech is always getting fucking wet and getting them wet cause ya know its a pier and all #anyway click for quality t-t

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antoine-triplett · 7 months

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@rwrbmovie & @rwrbsource’s rwrbweek:

Day 4 | Little Detail - Continuous Shots

#red white and royal blue #rwrbweek #rwrb movie #graphics #alexander claremont diaz #henry fox mountchristen windsor #it gives things a more intimate natural feel and i love it #also how some of them are very dynamic vs ones that are very still and how they compliment whats going on in the scene #so good!#the one at the end is absolutely fucking bonkers there are so many extras and it moves through like three locations #its actually two shots but they blend them together almost seamlessly so it looks like one #you can just see where it switches while people are running past alex and henry hugging #didnt include it in the gifs though because once you see it you cant unsee haha

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kagooleo · 6 months

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the zine’s officially out, so I can post my contribution for the @extraordinaryzine :D!

my piece is an interpretation of the caverns on Iron Island 🏝️ so I wanted to incorporate more of the water surrounding it by creating a sea cave to have light spill inside (akin to the modra špilja/blue grotto)

the focus of the zine was on the daily lives of trainers and their pokemon, so Riley uses a spot inside the caverns like this to meditate with his team, although any new Riolu he trains can’t resist wanting to jump into the water to play υ´˶ ･ﻌ･ ˶`υﾉ”

this piece alongside a ton of amazing artists can be found free to download digitally here! (and lastly some closeups bc I liked getting all the little deets down)

#kagarts #trainer riley #stat trainer riley #pokemon dppt #pokemon zine #this one definitely proved to be a bit of a challenge since. backgrounds are a whole other thing #but this got me interested in worldbuilding on a location #got me incorporating various elements from both the games and anime bc they both have their own specific strengths and limitations #that make it fun to interpret and feel more lived in #I can ramble a bit about it but for one the island in the games is just limited to being >place to defeat team galactic at #there’s only really leftover caves after mining expeditions so it’s mostly just abandoned mines type of deal #and riley’s singular house you can visit of course #but the anime includes a port town and scientists studying different parts of the island #so it fills in the gap left behind from game limitations #if there’s a town on an island specifically full of stronger pokemon that adds onto what riley’s job is on said island #to make sure either side of the town and caverns on the island are kept in check/at peace #adds to that job of being iron island’s guardian (and I haven’t even gotten started on aura yet LMAO)#I have a lot of notes but I’m saving any extras for later #go get this digital zine!!! it’s free!!!!!!

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mattzerella-sticks · 2 months

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We lost Madney wedding planning 😢 Henren bonding with Mara 😢😢 Bathena shenanigans with Harry (and May?) 😢😢😢 and Buck coming out to his loved ones 😢😢😢😢 by skipping to the wedding due to the shortened season.

This ain't just a fanfic gap it's a CANYON!

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sleepanonymous · 8 months

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#sleep token #vessel sleep token #vessel #photography #song alkaline #more of the photos taken at the alkaline mv filming location #because this idea of vessel living in a derelict jacobean manor has consumed me #why am i like this #i hate it #im tired #i've already plotted this entire fanfic out #send help #good thing nanowrimo is just around the corner #said nobody ever

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cozylittleartblog · 2 years

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swatchvember: "beach episode"

an appropriate use of swatch's powers: drastically renovating the cafe every other month For Funsies! just shove a whole entire normal beach in there. why not. wear the worst outfit of your life. why not

they can't swim

#deltarune #swatchvember #swatch #swatchlings #kris #susie #queen #i mean ok they can swim but its very hard when you're Feathered and Still Clothed and got Thrown In Unexpectedly QUEEN #art #this is one of those concepts ive had sitting in my brain waiting to be microwaved and now i can microwave it #its always fun getting to look at their powers more the ability to draw things into existence is so op and they use it for the SILLIEST stu #stuff. this is probably the most extensive retheme they've done this is a completely different location #also they only drew one crab. they meant to draw more. they forgot. there is literally just One Crab #thats him there in the last one :) one crab #[falls in through the ceiling a day late] BTW MY SWATCH USES THEY/THEM PRONOUNS ONLY #january edit - the fact that i used my main blog queen tag and not the regular queen tag lmfao

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chloesimaginationthings · 2 months

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Michael is FNAF Baby's number #1 hater

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morzowo · 7 months

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there's something to be said about how class differences are shown in aof's works and how so little mainstream series actually show everyday life outside that fantasy bubble of upper/upper middle class people living in villas being able to own and maintain their own modes of transportation all that to say i was just really excited to see metro represented in thai show, love that underground tubes and fast trains

#last twilight #oh to have metro and not having to live with mpk #i'm also biased towards series that are allowed to have more urban locations #i do sometimes feel claustrophobic when show switches only between few places that are mostly in buildings #and here mhok not only shows the outside world to day but also us viewers and i love it #there are probably more thai series with metro scenes but for me it was first time #and i know it's such a mundane thing but it got me really excited

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laxxarian · 4 months

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Picnic time with the Fentons

Danny was in Amity Park with his family, having a little picnic.

After everything that happened, everyone accepted Danny as Phantom. Everything was going well when a new family arrived in Amity Park, they are the Wayne family.

The Waynes just wanted a time-out from work, well, more like Alfred wanted them a time-out and sooner or later, during their visit in Amity. Bruce meets the Fentons and everything are spiraling down there cuz everyone still sees the Fentons as crazy scientists that keeps shooting down around the town but the difference from before and now are like joking about the past.

And that the Amity accepted their fate.

The Waynes thinks that they are villains but just really dumb but cant really say that since the Fentons are actually quite good at fixing tech and also making one out of every day materials like a thermos.

Danny thinks that this is all just hilarious and cracked up some dead jokes that got Jason eyeing on him while Jack laughs and the others just sighs in annoyance.

One of them commented: "I don't even know which side you're better off with. Dead or alive?

and Danny casually replies with: "Both are a die-hard fan, I guess."

and so on.

But what's really intriguing in all of this is just whenever Danny questions where the GIW is, everyone just can't seem to remember and the Waynes are confused so they asked Danny about it and Danny answered.

In all of this Q&A session, the Waynes found out that he's a halfa but not all too surprised that Danny would've thought they'd be but then again, Danny had an inkling feeling as to why.

He does know why.

And that this all picnic is all one big lie

"I'm still inside a facility, am I?" Danny asked, his glistening eyes looked straight back at Bruce with a cowl on.

"Hn."

"Where am I?" Danny asked, his voice hoarse. Jason didn't look at him, avoiding Danny's gaze that only made Danny laugh tiredly. "Thank you..." Danny closed his eyes and when he opens it again, he sees himself on a table, strapped and muffled. The dissection time were already over by the time he opens them.

Danny was thanking a person who helped him even if it was a lie.

Martian Manhunter helped him.

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