Take Care of Him
The boy, who had Damian’s face, couldn’t be more different than Dick’s (alive?) baby brother.
Aside from his Snow White hair, he smiled and laughed freely, making puns on top of his embarrassing story about his supposed twin brother.
(“Clones don’t have childhood memories right? So if I have an embarrassing story or two, that’ll give you a way to check that I’m not a clone AND give you ammunition for teasing!”)
“—And that’s how his face—and his pride—was forever wounded by Sparta the warrior cat!” Danny finished his story with a flourish, cracking up immediately after.
“Huh, and to think he left it at “training”, obviously he didn’t think anyone would let the cat out of the bag.” Dick said, laughing even as he eyed the lookalike.
Danny snorted. “Yeah, I doubt he thought anything as Cat-astropic as that would happen.”
They sat in silence for a moment, overlooking the buildings below, with the Dalv. Co. Labs smoking in the distance and the breeze blowing past the two, yet only seeming to affect Nightwing and not the phantom beside him.
“Is he safe? Is he happy?” Danny murmurs as he looks up at the stars, looking every bit the forlorn ghost he claimed to be.
“…We keep each other safe. And I’d say once he got past the stabbing faze, he’s pretty happy in Gotham.”
“But I’m sure it’d make him happy to see you again.” Dick thought back to the comments the vampire-ghost they’d fought earlier. It didn’t sound exactly, “happy” or “safe” for Danny. Or anyone else involved.
Danny shook his head. “Nah. He’s… moved on. And with how crazy my after-life is? I’m already dealing with ghosts, ghost-hunters, and my—err—that frootloop from earlier. I do not need to add furries and murder-ninjas to the mix.”
Danny sighed as he floated into a standing position. “Speaking of which, if you could just, maybe not tell him you saw me? Better to let dead dogs lie.”
Danny’s piercing Lazarus green eyes looked at Dick and he saw the exact same expression B had on whenever he “had to do it alone”.
“Just, take care of him, Kay? Or I’ll haunt you to the ends of the universe!” He said, throwing up a peace sign as he turned invisible.
Dick snorted, “Yeah, sure kid.”
Dick got up and started off toward the bat-plane. He had a brother to interrogate, and another brother/clone of his brother to find.
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Innocent sailor Edmond Dantes, betrayed by his friends, is imprisoned. After 14 years, he manages to escape with a new name, look, status of a wealthy count — and thirst for revenge.
For the atmosphere~ ♪( ´▽`)
Nightmare & Dream by jokublog
Killer by rahafwabas / rahaf-wabas / rahofy-sketch
Horror from horrortalecomic by sour-apple-studios
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SO!! I finished the Evil Art Style Challenge... How well did I do? :D My usual style is the topmost/first image, while my interpretation of my 'evil' style is the bottom/second image! Utilized my best boy Marcus for this experiment, ohoho
Based on what you guys told me, my normal style is the following:
Cartoony, Variation in line weight, Thick + Round lines, Colours that pair well together, Saturated/bright colours, and of course, lots of sparkles/highlights/ambient light.
And thus, because of that, my "evil" style would be:
More realistic, No variation in line weight, Thin lines, Sharp/squared off lines, Not great colour combos, Desaturated colours, and lastly- Incredibly matte/dull in appearance.
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