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[er-laurel]

I know "Clockwork is the ghost of Kronos" is a popular DC/Danny Phantom crossover connection, but I would like to suggest the flip possibility as more likely: Kronos stole a piece of Clockwork's power, and Clockwork will get very annoyed and huffy and indignant if you say anything to suggest that in life he used to be Kronos, although he does claim the guy's family because "they deserve a decent father/grandfather watching over them"

[chirasul]

we got a full redbox and now we're playing go fish with the redbox movies

[chirasul]

I would never pay money for a redbox. if you ask politely and are very very persistent (i.e. annoying) they will let you take it away

here's my dad and i taking it away

a redbox makes a wonderful addition to your patio

[fishmech]

for those wondering why they're free to take now, it's because the company that made those "chicken soup for the soul" books bought them a few years ago and then completely collapsed so bad they couldn't afford to dispose of or even take the blu rays and dvds out of their kiosks all over.

so any of them is free game because they're all located on other business' property and they usually don't want to have to pay to get rid of them either. so asking the store manager usually gets you the ok to pull it out and keep it.

[chirasul]

there was a period of time right after their bankruptcy where you could put in any debit or credit card and it would spit out movies without charging you. you could even put in like an expired or deactivated card, or a visa gift card with a $0 balance, didnt matter, they'd just start spitting discs out. a lotta people raided redboxes for movies for a couple months, with some people doing what me and my brother and my dad did here, taking the whole box and signs and marquees as well. because managers sure as hell don't want a big abandoned piece of trash on their sidewalk disappointing customers. BUT they're also often too cheap to pay someone to remove it. so they just sit there.

luckily there are no shortage of freaks like us who will just take them away on our own volition. we did it all "by the book", too: we set up cones and caution tape, disconnected electricity properly, used an angle grinder to grind down the bolts in the concrete so nobody would trip on them, then cleaned everything up afterward and sealed off the electrical panel so the store would know everything is safe and tidy. though they were hesitant when we were first contacting them, they were honestly very relieved and grateful when we finally took it away, especially once they saw that we "knew what we were doing" (we don't) and look like we've "done this before" (we haven't).

the fun part: the reason why this redbox, in particular, was completely full and unraided is because the computer hardware inside had failed some months before the bankruptcy, and a failing company sure as hell wasn't gonna send a tech out to our podunk dipshit city to fix it, so it was impossible to rent movies or take any discs out. plus, for who knows how long, people were returning old redbox discs to this machine and not taking any out, leading to a much higher variety of movies than your average redbox.

there is a thriving community of redbox hackers and modders out there, as well, creating open-source software for repurposing the machines and not letting their very interesting and robust disc-management hardware go to waste. this one belongs to my brother (who was very annoying persistent and did all the legwork of contacting managers and securing permission) who is a programmer by trade and will be hacking it into a family-access movie library, with whatever discs we want. i mean the machine is completely weatherproof and has a built-in AC unit, it would be such a waste to not try to turn it into something cool.

if we get another one, i'm gonna try to mod it into some sort of art or zine vending machine. the disc boxes are just the right size for small print art or stickers. would make a great "little free library" too.

remember: the rules are made up. act like you belong there and you can get away with anything. this applies to your own life

[do-not-u-dare]

”Explain yourself” followed by “stop making excuses” has always baffled me because the fuck you think explaining myself is????

[gatheringbones]

tbh a lot of my advice boils down to “hey you know that terrible horrible looming thing you’re doing your best to avoid and distract and escape as much as possible but no matter what you do it just keeps looming and looming and ruining your life”

“just, fuckign, run straight at it screaming.”

[quasarkisses]

i needed this as a background

[spectrexviiii]

[pullbackandrelease]

Hey, anyone who said this outfit would be perfect for Ghost King Phantom? Tada I posted this on a DPxDC discord server, and they said to "lemme reblog this on tumblr!!!" so here we are

[formerlyluckymanticore]

Reblog if you will never. Ever. Use AI in your writing.

[collectionofdumbassery]

Ship dynamic pitch: enemies, to still enemies but one genuinely hates the other and the other thinks their SO interesting and won’t leave them alone, to enemies but they know everything about each other and have found some sort of common ground but there’s still tension, to lovers but one is a raging ball of hate that’s not directed at the other any more and the other is their co-conspirar and equally as bad. Plus theyre down bad for each other and everyone can see it.

[paperplateprose]

writing is easy! first you must explain something you do not understand, you must express the turmoil within a person using dots and lines, you must craft a living world using hands that were never made to. and then you die

[ready-to-read7]

Prompt # 29

So I’ve been seeing a lot of depictions of Danny with crows—obviously because crows are usually associated with death—but what if all crows just love Danny?

Like, they’d bring things to him and be like, “Friend.” Danny just gives off this friendly, safe energy to them. He doesn’t even need to be near them—he could just be standing in an area, and every crow within a 100-mile radius would start swarming toward him. And not just in his Phantom form, this happens in his regular human form too, it’s just not as strong.

Also, if I remember correctly, some crows can mimic human speech (sorry if I’m wrong, but I swear I read that somewhere). So the ones that can talk call Phantom “Master,” but they call Danny “Milady.” Why? Because I think it’s hilarious for a bunch of crows to be calling some random teenage boy “milady.” And no, this isn’t trans Danny—it’s just for the bit.

I know some people don’t like feminine titles being used for Danny (especially in certain interpretations), but there is a reason for it here. I want it to look, from the outside, like Danny and Phantom are dating. Because of how the crows address them—“Master” and “Milady”—the Batfamily (and probably a lot of other people) end up assuming that Danny Nightingale is dating Phantom.

So this is basically a fake pitch pearl .

Danny’s relationship with the Bats could vary: he could be one of Bruce’s long-lost sons, a surprise sibling to one of the Batkids, Damien's twin (demon twins) or somehow the son of Dick, or just a friend of one of them. It’d probably be funniest if he were actually related to one of them, but it could also just be overprotective friends getting the wrong idea.

I’m not entirely sure where this is going—I mostly just had the idea of “crows love Danny” plus misunderstanding fake pitch pearl chaos, and all the potential shenanigans that come from that misunderstanding.

(Danny is not trans in this prompt because using the wrong pronouns and signifiers for a trans person is just straight up rude)

[er-laurel]

[cipheramnesia]

If I was a wasp, I'd sting you. If I was a venomous snake, I'd bite you. If I was a lion, I'd maul you. If I was a swamp, I'd poison you. If I was a mountain, I'd fall and crush you. If I was the ocean, I'd drown you. If I was a cat, I'd never let you touch me. If I was a dog, I'd run away. If I was a horse, I'd never let you break me. If I was a farm, I wouldn't grow for you. If I was a fire, I'd burn out without warming you. If I was a home, I would fall apart around you.

If I was harmless and small, and easy to hold, you would love me. If I was a worm you could put me in the soft earth and I would be helpless in your care. Of course you could love me, but could you love me if I stung you, bit you, pulled against you, hid and didn't understand you but wasn't harmless or helpless at all?

Could you love something for what it is, when that means you can't touch it or show kindness, maybe even never be near it, and it might never, ever love you back? Is it okay to exist and not belong to anyone, to not be useful to anyone, to be dangerous or poisonous or a failure but a part of the world all the same?

[gallusrostromegalus]

I know this is a metaphor, but if you take it kind of literally, there is an answer to this.

We build wildlife preserves. Often explicitly for the protection of animals and ecosystems that can and have killed humans.

Whenever a whale gets stranded on a beach, CROWDS show up ad risk getting bludgeoned to death trying to get it back into the water.

Every Zoo has a reptile house full of venomous snakes and a team of humans dedicated to giving them the best quality of life possible.

There are volunteer beekeepers who will travel for miles and miles and hours and hours to relocate an entire hive.

There are people who rehabilitate dangerous dogs and horses

There are people who restore structurally unsound houses

There are people who study the way that fire burns so it can rejoin the ecosystem and not be smothered on sight.

Every day, millions of people get up and devote themselves to things that can and will kill them by their nature. Things they can't touch or show kindness to. Things they can't go near. Things that are wholly incapable of loving them back.

And they do it because they love them.

Everything dangerous, everything poisonous, everything 'useless'- absolutely everything has someone, often many thousands of people, who loves them exactly as they are, without expectation that their affection will be returned.

It is alright for anything, even you, to not belong to anyone, to not be useful, to be frightening and dangerous and not adhere to any standard of success. It's all alright. You are loved. You are loved. You are loved.

[tearsanctuary]

so if i want someone to read my writing i have to ACTUALLY WRITE IT?!?!?

you’re telling me they can’t read my mind and see how fucking good it is???

[technofinch]

Starting a new sports team called the Tampa Bay Trespassers and they play any sport that they can break onto the field of

[clover-writes26]

How my writing process looks to anyone who doesn't write

[writing-prompt-s]

"My name probably means nothing to you, but I used to be a god worshipped here in long forgotten times. Except the remnants of my last temple were bulldozed to build a parking lot this morning, so now I'm kind of homeless. Can I stay here?"

[primroseprime2019]

Paige stared at the unknown God, and she looked back over her shoulder for a moment. Then she looked past the God.

There was no one around, and it was practically dark outside. The whole neighborhood block was asleep, and the lampposts were on.

Paige looked at the God again before she stepped to the side. “Come on in,” she said.

The God smiled in thanks before he stepped inside. He sighed in relief as the warmth of the house greeted him.

A nearby lamp was on, and the aroma of food wafted through the air, instantly triggering a wave of thirst in his body.

“I made some spaghetti,” Paige said. “You want some?”

“That would be nice,” the God replied and followed her into the kitchen.

There was a meow, and he looked toward the other side of the kitchen to see a feline creature staring at him, its fur fluffing up a little bit. It had orange fur and green eyes. It tilted its head at the god, and the god tilted his head back.

Paige chuckled softly, “That’s Sunset. He’s not really fond of newcomers. He doesn’t even hiss; just stares at them like he’s judging.”

The God chuckled softly before he sat down at the kitchen table.

Paige set a plate of spaghetti out in front of him along with a bottle of water.

“Thank you,” he said, relieved, and he began to eat.

“You’re welcome,” Paige replied with a nod. She sat down and started eating.

The two ate in silence for a little bit before the God set his fork down. “…what’s your name?” he asked.

Paige looked at him, “…My name is Paige.”

The god stared at her for a few moments. “Are you not going to ask for my name?”

“Only if you wish to speak it,” she replied evenly.

What an odd human, the God thought with a small frown. This human had welcomed him into her home without even asking for his name.

But he did tell her that his name wouldn’t mean anything to her.

So… why did he want to tell her his name so badly all of a sudden?

[er-laurel]

....

Paige isn't human, is she?

[josilverdragon]

"The horrors persist but so do libraries, books, iced coffee, sunsets, trees, the word 'fuck', the moon and the sea."

[midwinterhunt]

hot artists don't gatekeep

I've been resource gathering for YEARS so now I am going to share my dragons hoard

Floorplanner. Design and furnish a house for you to use for having a consistent background in your comic or anything! Free, you need an account, easy to use, and you can save multiple houses.

Comparing Heights. Input the heights of characters to see what the different is between them. Great for keeping consistency. Free.

Magma. Draw online with friends in real time. Great for practice or hanging out. Free, paid plan available, account preferred.

Smithsonian Open Access. Loads of free images. Free.

SketchDaily. Lots of pose references, massive library, is set on a timer so you can practice quick figure drawing. Free.

SculptGL. A sculpting tool which I am yet to master, but you should be able to make whatever 3d object you like with it. free.

Pexels. Free stock images. And the search engine is actually pretty good at pulling up what you want.

Figurosity. Great pose references, diverse body types, lots of "how to draw" videos directly on the site, the models are 3d and you can rotate the angle, but you can't make custom poses or edit body proportions. Free, account option, paid plans available.

Line of Action. More drawing references, this one also has a focus on expressions, hands/feet, animals, landscapes. Free.

Animal Photo. You pose a 3d skull model and select an animal species, and they give you a bunch of photo references for that animal at that angle. Super handy. Free.

Height Weight Chart. You ever see an OC listed as having a certain weight but then they look Wildly different than the number suggests? Well here's a site to avoid that! It shows real people at different weights and heights to give you a better idea of what these abstract numbers all look like. Free to use.

[narrettwist]

Homie gonna share this

[alyakthedorklord]

Damian, walking out the manor door in civvies with Purpose and a katana while his siblings watch in concern

Dick: uh, hey, baby bat, where ya off to?

Damian: I am attending an execution

Tim, looking up from his laptop for the first time in 6 hours: what

Steph: in civvies? I get not going as robin but at least wear your assassin gear

Tim: THATS WHAT WE’RE WORRIED ABOUT?

Steph: well yeah that stuffs meant to get blood on it

Damian: it is not the execution of anything that would bleed.

Dick: explain that

Damian, sighing with all the annoyance he can muster at his curious siblings: Do you recall my partner in the school project?

Duke: uh, you mean Danny? The teen dad transfer who you said set up a Prince and Princess Club with the kids in his apartment building, and hosts tea parties where he gives them political problems about unicorns and mermaids to discuss over scones?

Damian: yes. This Thursday the issue was a stuffed giraffe who brought tribute to the council, but the tribute snacks contained nuts. Danny tells me it was originally an attempt to make them refuse the snacks as a group, as the stuffed giraffe knowingly snubbed some of their members. But then it was pointed out that if the allergic children ate the snacks, there would be great medical risk, and the scenario escalated to an assassination attempt.

Dick: …so they’re executing the stuffed giraffe.

Damian: yes. It is good to see the young trained early. Now if you will excuse me, I promised to be there. It is my duty as one trained with the sword to ensure Lord Longneck is dispatched properly for his attempts on Princess Bridget of apartment 114 and Prince Hunter of the top floor’s lives. Good day.

Tim: what the fuck

Steph, cackling: the kids are alright