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bluerosefox · 1 year
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Same As The Day I Lost You
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This came to me as I'm making dinner so I'll be quick.
What if we mix deaged Danny and twin/older sibling (either one works) Damian, AND he gets tossed to his sibling in a last minute escape.
Like what if he was fighting Vlad who was doing his whole "denounce your father and join me as my son Daniel!" Thing while in the Zone and knocks Danny into something that's floating in the Zone with the ability to deage or was hit by a new Fenton or Plasmius invention while fighting in town that accidentally deages him.
Danny, who in this was adopted, gets put back to the age of six. The same age he had been found by Jazz in a 'haunted' forest Jack and Maddie were visiting/investigating while also using that time as a family vacation. (They were shocked to see a little boy with a stab wound bleeding out and rushed him to the nearby town, almost completely forgetting about the glowing green tiny puddle they found nearby and bagged most of it as evidence when they heard Jazz's scream of terror over finding the hurt little boy)
The sudden revert into that traumatized age, along with the child response to a fight or flight scenario, and add Danny's deepest need/wish to be protected his child fogged mind wishes to go to the one person who always made him feel safe.
His twin/older brother.
Just as quick as it was with Danny being turned into a child, his ghost powers ripped open a portal and sent Danny to the person he wants to be with...
Only he didn't know that right at that moment his seventeen year old twin/older brother is currently fighting the League with his family's help (his mother was trying to convince him to return to the League and be it's heir) in Nanda Parbat (the very place Damian lost the last/only person he knew loved him without any strings attached.)
So imagine everyone's face when a portal opened up, some muttering its a new pit being formed before them or something, and crawling out of it is a very scared and confused six year old Danny.
#danny phantom dc#danny fenton#danny phantom#dp x dc#crossover#dc x dp crossover#No one will be ready for child Danny#Does he have his older memories? idk maybe#maybe his six year old mind from the sudden deage is at front rn or something#Damian almost feral/angry screams at his mother for 'daring to try to replace Danyal with a cheap clone'#only to see the look on her face and knows this wasn't planned#his little brother who he secretly watched as his mother tried to go behind grandfather's back to heal only for the pit to greedily keep#was brought back by the pits not looking a day over the age he lost him#What happened was Danny disobeyed an order from Ra's and was punished for it#he almost died for it and Talia wanted very badly to keep him because he looked so much like her beloved and she couldn't bare losing that#Only the pits kept Danyal instead of bringing him back#or rather under the guide of a certain entity he was brought to the forest the Fenton's were visiting#Damian scoops Danyal up when he see's the look in his mother's eyes shift from shock to calculating greed/love#he refuses to leave his brother in the hands of the League or his mother#he loves her despite everything but knows Danyal would never truly survive their mother's version of 'love' especially in the League#Also Damian may have...refused/forgotten to tell the others about Danyal#so cue them being horrifically confused#The pure sick feeling and deep seeded panic Bruce feels when he see's the mini version of himself but with hints of Talia hits hard#blue rambles
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simplykorra · 1 year
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ava is so in love with her
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tending-the-hearth · 2 months
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thinking about how canonically the pevensie siblings are 13, 12, 10, and 8 in "the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe"
thinking about how lucy needed a stool to be able to get up onto her throne, how peter's sword is a little too large for him, how susan's bow is a little too difficult for her to pull back, how edmund's shield nearly covers his entire body.
thinking about the pevensie siblings and their first few months in narnia, getting to know their new people, and half the narnians sitting there horrified because WHAT have these literal babies been through to give them such traumatized, old eyes, and the other half of the narnians are preparing to adopt them, no it doesn't matter that they're the rules, they're children who are being put in charge of too many things, and if peter looks at the old man council long enough he's going to cry, so someone needs to give him paternal support while aslan is off doing Lion Jesus Stuff™️ and whoops oreius is being nice and encouraging and now he's adopted his kings and queens they're his kids now he doesn't make the rules.
just the narnians and the pevensies being thrown into it together, and just as the pevensies will do anything to protect their new kingdom, the narnians will do anything to protect their rules, because let's be honest, these children have no sense of self-preservation, and are far too overprotective of each other and their people to take into account their own safety, so a lot of battles it's just one of the pevensie siblings running headfirst into danger with oreius running after them because his kids are feral and don't know proper royalty manners and won't threatening old kings from different countries because they're being assholes and the last time one of them tried undermining the queens susan called him a self-righteous asshole and lucy tried to stab him SOMEONE help him corral his children please
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fiona gallagher // the angry man in the house
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baldur’s gate 3 really is the game of all time for the gays who want to celebrate both sad pathetic wet men AND women’s wrongs
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weirdohasleft · 17 days
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DPxDC Writing prompt: A new circus is in town appeared seemingly overnight, a circus of meta humans with red eyes and equally terrifying and wondrous acts. It’s suspicious as all hell and even more suspicious when Jason suddenly feels overwhelmingly compelled to join it when he sees the commercial for it on the TV. Seriously, where the hell did this ‘Circus Gothica’ even come from?
Ok hear me out; y’know in that one episode where we’re introduced to Freakshow and he brainwashes Danny but then it’s ok because he’s saved by his friends?
What if Sam and Tucker and been too late? If Danny had been successful taken?
What if no one believed Sam and Tucker when they said Danny had been kidnapped and he’s not a runaway?
And what if he’s been brainwashed for over 3 years while travelling in the Circus, the only people caring enough to find him being unable to do anything about it?
And what if Freakshow made the mistake of preforming in Gotham where the Bats dwelled? And where they’ll take a deeper look into the circus’s suspicious behaviour…
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onejellyfishplease · 5 months
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I drew beetle donnie, Dro, and unmutated Donnie!
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(i feel like Dro is a little to expressive? And beetle Don might be off-)
OMG THEYRE SO CUTEEEE!!! I love your art style! especially how traumatised Unmutated Donnie looks lmao
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muttsandmustelidae · 6 months
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petsitting a girl who sometimes has ears
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vnknowcrow · 25 days
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I'm so sorry y'all, maybe I missed something, some type of scene, something somewhere but I have no fucking clue how you can get lucyXcooper out of this show.
I truly don't gaf about rarepairs or enemies to lovers or shipping just cause you like how they look together or just cause it's fucked up but like genuinely saying they had good romance chemistry (better then Lucy and max even???) Is genuinely mind boggling to me.
Ship what you want, just don't lie to me?
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luthqrs · 1 month
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the way she looks at him makes me sick !!
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popstart · 7 months
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Continuing my Total drama catify escapades. I need her
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dirtytransmasc · 5 months
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maybe it's because I'm in the "I'm so obsessed and hyperfocused on my little guys I will make any song seem like it's about them even if it couldn't be any father from actually relating to them at all" stage of my Theon and Asha hyperfixation but like...
I feel like 'I bet on losing dogs' by Mitski is about them.
it's about Asha and her relationship with Theon.
he's her baby brother. the baby brother who looked up at her smiled when she had gone in his room, intent on strangling him to stop his cries. he's her losing dog. the dog she keeps fighting for when no one else will. she never gives up on him, not truly, even when he is so clearly doomed, because she loves him, she won't give up on him.
and Theon is, in so many senses, a dog. he's been passed around from owner to owner, home to home, trained and beaten and domesticated, made to behave how his owner at the time sees fit. he's a good dog, a good beaten dog.
and now, in a way, he's Asha's dog. she doesn't want him to be her dog, she wants him to be her brother, and Theon's trying, he really is trying, she knows he's trying, but part of him will always be doomed to be a dog waiting to be hit, waiting for a command, waiting to be trained.
he's her losing dog, she knows it, knows he's doomed, deep down, there's little hope, he'll die a damned dog, but fuck it she doesn't care, he's her blood, her baby, he will be by her side no matter what. she'll always go back for him, she'll always fight for him, she'll always tell him to stay, she'll always give him a chance, she'll always try.
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#(this post is based on the show. I'm half way through season 6)#I don't even know if I'm saying anything coherently but I tried#they make me feel insane. feral. ill. all of the above.#I think- scratch that. I *know* asha is so much softer for theon than she lets on and I don't know how more people don't see that#like yes. she wasn't perfect when it came to handling theon#but like... she was doing the best she knew how to do with the way she was brought up#I mean. the ironborn have a very tough it out or die mentality. they don't do “mental health” (I mean... look at euron. does it look-#like they do mindfulness and processing trauma?)#she only knew how to tough love theon. that was it. she wanted him to get better but didn't know how to actually make it happen#but that doesn't change the fact that she loved him with her whole being. that she hated seeing him in the state he was. that she didn't-#want to make it all better like any big sister would.#because she did! she loved him! he was her baby and he was hurting and she didn't know how to fix it!#she's brash cause thats all she knows. she's tough on him cause what else could she do? she had to have been scared and worried about him.#I think part of her brashness was her trying to cover up just how worried and conflicted and confused she was when it came to his situation#so this post caters to what I think the soft innards of asha greyjoy would be like. she loves her baby brother very much.#I mean. the way she looks at him when she tells him the story of him smiling at her or when she kisses his forehead when he agrees to be-#*theon* again. for her. the love in her eyes is undeniable.#to asha and her losing dog- I mean brother#they're gonna be the death of me#asha greyjoy#theon greyjoy#yara greyjoy#got#game of thrones#asoiaf#a song of ice and fire#the second row of images is from the scene where asha (she will never be yara to me. sorry got. asha is the superior name) is telling-#theon the story about him being a terrible baby and how he smiled at her.
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w1f1n1ghtm4r3 · 2 months
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for the ippikki au card redraws!! haruka's 'this placed ive returned to" trained? :0
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this angle is impressively difficult to draw at, but i made it work! the kitty :3
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sesshy380 · 23 days
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Over in the RP, there was a certain interaction that had been planned, and I decided that there needed to be a visual.
Because I can, here is a very pissed off Kat (though 'pissed off' is putting it mildly lol)
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kelpiemomma · 7 months
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He hesitated as the child below him smiled and reached up. His claws rested right above its head and yet it looked delighted to see him. Did it not realize the danger it was in? It grabbed his fur and giggled.
"Puppy!"
...if he was asked, he was simply raising it up to help him infiltrate human settlements better.
#Khan a.#Zoroark Khan#Raised by Zoroarks au#Khan finds Akari in the middle of nowhere and is about to kill her (bc all humans deserve to die in his eyes)#But when she smiles at him he can't do it and decides to take her in and raise her instead#There was something about her looking... Happy to see him that stopped him#(when was the last time anyone was happy to see him?)#(this is bc I thought it'd be funny if Khan raised akari as a Zoroark and then got upset and jealous#When ingo drops the fuck out of the sky and after becoming the warden becomes friendly#the weird feral child running with Zoroarks. He tries to guide her into human behaviors which she finds so INTERESTING#Esp when he decides she's good enough to go into town!!! The town humans are neat and not at all scary like khan had always said#Ingo lies and says she's his daughter. That they had gotten separated during travel. That she had to survive on her own for a time#Which is why she's... Like That. Everyone eats it up. Gives her free stuff. Tells her they're glad she's reunited with her dad.#Akari tells Khan (who's only referred to as 'malice' yet) and Khan gets jealous as FUCK.#That is HIS BABY. HE FOUND HER. HE RAISED HER. SHE'S HIS DAUGHTER. NOT INGO'S!!!#But when he tries to sneak into Jubilife to steal her back? Bring her home? Do something? He's caught and chased out. And the next morning#Things are abuzz with the news that a black Zoroark had tried to break in!! Those things are so dangerous!! Say...#Hadn't the clans mentioned a black Zoroark before?#Akari discovers then (long after befriending ingo and months since she started coming into town) that Khan had told her the truth.#That these people hated Zoroarks. Feared them. But Ingo tells her that the clans have been harassed by them for generations.#That Malice is right but also he's wrong. And Akari decides she's going to show how GOOD Zoroarks are!!! How loving the are to their family#She ends up helping Laventon and Rei with the dex. She is still known as Warden Ingo's Feral Daughter. And everyone wonders and fears#Bc somehow one of the first pokemon she caught was a zorua she keeps in her party ALWAYS. Ingo thinks her wanting to show the good side#of Zoroarks is a good thing. Peace would be beneficial. He's heard hunters in the pearl clan discuss wanting to track down and kill#Every Zoroark and zorua to keep them from hunting the clans. He doesn't want an entire species wiped out!#So there is Ingo and his 'daughter' (who he is genuinely starting to see as his daughter) and then suddenly#One day there is a knock at the door. And ingo opens it to see a young man with a nasty scar GLARING at him#And the first thing he says is 'give me back my child' which makes ingo ???)#There were more tags but Tumblr said 'fuck you that's too many'#TLDR ingo has to lie to Jubilife residents and tell them Khan is his ex and the residents are LIVING for the perceived Family Drama™️
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softquietsteadylove · 7 months
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It’s kink-tober so I’m going to be depraved and request spicy Thenamesh with lots of dirty talk and praise 👀
"Is this what you want?"
Thena moaned, already quivering.
"The Goddess of War," his voice rumbled next to her ear, accompanying the symphony of other sensations pulling her mind as thin as it could go. "Such a formidable force. And yet such a good girl."
Thena let out another moan, her hands sliding up her bare skin, over her ribs and to the fullness of her breasts. Her thighs rubbed together, the throbbing between them demanding friction and pressure.
"What would the world think?" he growled, his hands only ever teasing where her hands tried to fill the gap. "The Warrior Eternal, lying naked in the great temple of Athens, soaking wet and whimpering."
She was feverish for him. She bit into her lip, her hands sneaking down to her thighs again.
"Ah," he grinned, catching her hands and keeping them away from where she needed them the most. "Patience, Goddess of mine."
"Gil," she moaned again, arching her back on the chaise of her choosing. Of his choosing, actually. He claimed he had always admired how it curved to her waist perfectly and how much he wanted to worship her on it.
"Gil what, great Thena of Athens?" he whispered, trailing his tongue from the inside of her wrist to the golden bands on her arms before sliding them off. "Tell me what you want."
"Fuck me."
"Good girl," he repeated, and the words coiled something within her just by hitting the air. He moved his mouth from her arm to her breast, teasing just one nipple first. "How do you want to be fucked?"
"Hard," she whined, feeling as if her vision was spinning as she stared up at the sky through the small opening in the temple roof. A single pillar of daylight streamed into her chamber from it.
"Where?"
"You know where," she growled at him, only for him to use that strength of his to pry her thighs apart. She gasped as her lips parted and the air hit her very core. Her chest heaved as she panted.
"What was that?" he asked again, holding her legs around his hips for his pleasure and enjoyment. "My beautiful, succulent Goddess?"
Thena shuddered again, her hips quivering in his hold. She keened as he trailed just one finger along the underside of one of her thighs. The closer he drew to his goal the slower he moved. She growled again.
He winked at her, trailing the finger up and up until he could swipe it between her lips and up against her pearl of nerves. He drew it back, popping it into his mouth with plenty of wetness to enjoy.
Thena gasped harder, so stimulated she was ready to come just from the slightest touch. Her knees bent reflexively, but Gil moved closer to her between her legs.
"Good," he purred for her again, moving his hands from her thighs to the edges of the chaise and gripping hard enough to crack the wood. "Now, we're being a little more honest."
Thena watched as he took himself in hand, gripping the base and fully enhancing his length and thickness. Her mouth watered.
"Is this what you want?"
"Yes," she whispered.
"Is this what you want to be fucked with?"
"Yes," she mewled.
"Do you want this," he grinned, bouncing the thing slightly, "inside you?"
"Please," she moaned, tossing her head back as he pressed just the head of him to her wetness. It was excessive by this point, but it was entirely his fault.
"Good girl."
Again with those words, and Thena's vision went completely white as he finally pushed into her. He fit her perfectly, filling what was empty, moulding to her body precisely and gently, their bodies tangling in a way that would make real gods blush.
Her arms were around him, nails dug into his back. So little could mark the skin of an Eternal, but he let her. He allowed her to mark him as her own simply for the honour and the privilege of the title.
"Fuck, Thena," her great Champion moaned as he started moving. He was bent over her, their bodies sealed together like two mortal beasts rutting. And yet far more beautiful.
"Gil," she panted, clinging to him like a vine clinging to a pillar. She moaned as he thrust his hips, pounding into her and shaking her world with each movement.
"Fuck," he growled against her ear before burying his face in her neck. He nipped and then suckled on her throat. "You take my cock so well."
Her body shuddered from the inside out, that time.
"Like you were made for it," he snarled, moving faster and harder. His hips slapped against hers, echoing around the marble walls. "Like it was made for you."
She clenched around him again, dragging her nails over the flesh of his broad back. His weight was so solid against her, grounding her to the planet and refusing to let her ascend into the stars without him.
"Talk to me," he spoke directly into the skin of her breast.
"Good, so good, I can't," she just barely uttered with the breath she had.
"Come for me?" he asked of her, as if she had any choice but to be completely at the mercy of what he did to her body. He gathered her hair in his hand, pushing her chin up so he could kiss below her ear. His tongue wrapped around the jewels there and then trailed down her jugular. "Just for me?"
Oh, there was only him. Thena moaned with her lips pressed tight, Gil's thumb under her ear, his fingers in her hair. She grew tighter around him and his hips moved more feverishly in response to her need.
"Yes, yes, yes," she repeated, unable to speak anything else. Their hips met more vigorously, battling every time they met. She moved hers more intently, grinding herself against his solidity with greed. "Fuck, it's coming."
"That's my girl."
Thena shrieked, coming undone around him, enfolding him within her like waves against the shore. She clung to him. Her nails drew up his back until she could run them through the softness of his hair. Her hands were all over him, her lips laying claim to his without regard of a need for air.
He kissed her like she was all the air he needed.
Thena moaned as he changed state within her, up until the moment he slipped out of her, the evidence of their togetherness getting everywhere. Her head rolled to the side, upon the fine pillow he had chosen for her at the start of this venture. Her eyes fluttered as she tried to collect herself.
"My Goddess," he whispered still against the hollow of her throat. He pulled himself from her with the utmost reluctance. Her thighs trembled and he brought them together oh so gently. Her body shivered and he pulled the fine silk over the back of the chaise to lay over her. Her lips pursed and he kissed them again.
"Leaving so soon?" she heard herself utter, even if she was still half in the clouds.
Gilgamesh chuckled, pulling on just enough of his robes to be decent. "Just to get some water, sweetheart."
She loved it when he called her that.
He leaned over her, pushing her hair out of his way again, but just to leave a gentle kiss to the high arch of her cheek.
"Do not be long, Gilgamesh," she mustered the effort to sound commanding, although she was far, far too sated for that.
"I wouldn't dream of it, my Goddess."
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