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For one reason or another, Danny's body got destroyed and is trapped as a ghost in the realms. His only anchor back to the human world is a latest model of the Fentonthermos he was holding before his ohysichal body got destroyed.
In order to regain and rebuild a body of his own from scratch, he needed to pull a Kitty, and slowly possess someone and take over thair body, mind, soul and everything (danny swear its temporary, hell return everything back once hes done!) To jumpstart rebuilding his old body back from ecto and his old remains.
Remains thats been shredded to pieces and scattered.
Somehow, the thermos fell at the hands of red robin woh immedietely got anchanted with the clearly advance and very obvious magitech shape and acts like an actual thermos that could do a whole lot of things.
Its indestructable, unhackable, terrifyingly vesatile and magic and tech combine.
Tim is obssessed.
…the enchanting properties of the obhect being Dannys anchor certainly speed up the process.
Starting that day, Tim couldn't be seen without that thermos in his person. It doesn't matter if his civillian or in his vigilate hours, the thermos stayed with him.
And the longer that tim has the thermos, the more it imprints and take over him. He's more Danny than Tim by the time somebody noticed. Which is too late since when they did decided that an intervention is needed, danny had completely merge and take over everything ahout tim and went on a sabbatical to rebuilt his body.
Using Tims skills, mind, talents, and dannys powers, it only took him a few days to collect all of his scattered remains and rebuit it from scratch which ws also accelerated by one of tims cloning machines in his secret hide outs.
once he Danny his body back and bacame a complete halfa again, he explain everything to Tim (still disoriented) officially even though its unnecessary since tim knew everything the moment Danny take over everything but Danny owe the guy so he still did.
Danny got his body back but now he had more problems than before.
Which is A; the entire batfsm and the jl with the JL Dark in tow is searching for Tim and wants to know what the fuck is hapoening, B; what he did is a massive dick move, even if it was his only choice, because overshadowing is one thing, you just a passenger that hijacks control from someone and possession, which is what he did here, is literally OWNING a person and their everything.
Finally, C; Tim Drake in that short amount of time, got WAY into Danny possessing him.
Like obssessed about it.
Danny: Tim please, give back the thermos.
Tim: nu uh.
Danny: what do you mean "nu uh"?! Let it go, its not healthy for you! I knew it was my fault but give it up so we can fix you up too.
Tim looking like a cat with a canary with his mouth: Then take over. * wiggles eye brows suggestively*
Danny: Tim no.
Tim being over the top and doubling down: *rips shirt off and spread his arms wide on both sides* T A K E M E E E
I realized I should probably give an introduction to the Mama Wonder Woman AU family.
Diana Prince, Wonder Woman, and Princess of Themyscira
Diana is the mother of the family and she takes her duties very seriously. She absolutely loves all her babies and will go to war if any of them have so much of a paper cut.
Dan Prince, Dan Plasmius, Phobia
Dan is the evil alternate future version of Danny. The way he came to be a part of the Prince family is a story for another day but long story short, he’s still under probation with Clockwork. If he so much as steps a foot out of line Clockwork will drag his ass back to the Long Now so fast his head will spin. He is the one and only full ghost in the Prince family.
Jasmine “Jazz” Prince, Psyche
Thanks to the combination of the Fenton’s poor handling of ectoplasm during the time when Maddie was pregnant with her, her body had been contaminated with ectoplasm since before she was born. The further ectoplasmic food she spent many of her younger years having no choice but to eat meant that it only gained a further foothold in her body leaving her exceptionally liminal. Normally this would only imbue her with a few added benefits such as a minor enhancement to her physicality and a weak healing factor.
Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, being right over the portal when it punched a hole into the afterlife and then spending years living there enhanced it further. That, coupled with being the strong familial emotional attachment to the Ghost King increased her physical abilities to the point where she’s just a hair shy of being a halfa with the only difference being her lack of a ghost form making her abilities uniformly weaker. Something that she’s trained with her new mom to make a non-issue.
Jazz is technically the weakest of her family but that’s the same as saying fighting a tiger is better than fighting an elephant. Is it better? Yes, but it isn’t really good either.
Jazz primarily has an Amazonian fighting style. Mainly using hands, feet, and numerous weapons to best her opponents. This combined with her limited ghostly powers makes her a dangerous opponent. The one notable weakness in her fighting style being her limited ranged options. Her aim with thrown weapons is always spot on but for some reason her aim with anything else has not improved a single bit. In fact, it might have gotten worse somehow.
She doesn’t go out as a hero very often. Mainly acting as backup for her siblings and their designated wrangler whenever their mom isn’t around.
Daniel “Danny” Fenton, Phantom, High King Phantom
After defeating the Tyrant King, Danny gained a claim to the crown. Not to say he wants it though. Danny looked for any loophole he could find to get out of becoming king but the only semi viable one was to make Vlad the king. Suffice to say Danny took the crown.
While the Crown of Fire became the Star Crown, taking an appearance closer to that of a black hole’s accretion disk, the Ring of Rage refused to work for him. Unlike the crown, the Ring was actually made by Pariah Dark to act as a means of controlling the crown. You see, the crown doesn’t just make one the King of the Infinite Realms, it also connects them to the consciousness of the realms themselves. While this is useful if one wants to act as king, it’s not useful for a tyrannical war lord. Thus, Pariah mad the Ring of Rage to control the power of the crown, if more limited.
It’s because of this Danny doesn’t use the crown despite it giving him near infinite power. He always feels like he isn’t fully himself when he wears the crown.
Danielle “Elle” Prince, Phantasm
Elle is the youngest of the family and the troublemaker of the group. She loves her family fiercely and is more than willing to use her newly acquired connection to the Speed Force, courtesy of her nature as a Spirit of Wandering, to defend each and every one of them. She still remembers her time under Vlad and his false fatherly love.
As a Spirit of Wandering Elle can’t stay in one place for too long. She gets itchy and starts vibrating if she remains still for too long. Originally Diana tried to travel with her youngest daughter but it eventually became too difficult to do while the rest of her children wished to remain in one place to attend school. Eventually Elle sat her mom down and explained that, while she appreciated and loved her for wanting to go with her, she knew how to take care of herself and would rather she have her own life. She promised to return home as often as possible and call every day.
"Shiiit man, you can't be finding more of em. I thought you patched up the holes."
"Evidently not—" Danny spluttered, taking an armful of a man floating in the Ghost Zone. There was a deep v-cut in his spandex suit, with a domino mask pressed over the bridge of his nose.
He looked horrific. I mean, not physically, he looked physically fine minus being in the literal Afterlife. It's just his outfit was horrific.
"It looks like someone tried to make some DC vigilante and dressed him up for the 70s disco. It's so ugly, guys. I can see his like, pecs."
It took all the strength of his teenager self not to drop this strange, unconscious man and let him float away into the great beyond. His outfit deserved that fate, but the dude beneath it probably didn't.
"So. Do we have to go to the 70s? Because if we do, you know I'm going to woo the ladies with my futuristic tech."
"Number one, shut up, Tuck, and number two, I don't know. Guess we'll have to wait for Disco Batman Boy to wake up."
Dick Grayson's eyes fluttered at the word Batman, eyes only seeing a toxic green color, and Danny screamed.
more of danny and vlad knowing each other for a long time au.....
if this were the case i feel like a lot of dannys willpower would actually come from vlad. vlad was killed by an invention he built with his best friends, neither of them visited him in the hospital where he suffered for a long time, and he was likely left at rock bottom with both student loans and medical debt. but after all of this hardship, slowly he began to build himself back up, motivated by this sort of one track obsession with getting his life back to the way he wants it to be. he will let no law or obstacle get in his way. he lies cheats and steals to build up his wealth and get into a position where he can both protect himself and go after what he wants. it would be kinda cool if the biggest thing that gets in the way of him achieving his main goals (killing jack, winning over maddie, adopting danny) is a character trait that he himself passed down to danny.
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Day 2 of Sheith week!! Arranged Marriage :3! Shiro HAS to know if his war buddy Blade Leader Keith is *actually* okay with getting married but uh...Keith is *distracting* (they do talk it out eventually though) @bangsheith
Still alive! However, I will be away for a few days, so I won't be able to draw digitally rip ( I hope to do a whole bunch of sketching, though (^人^) ) so have some summer vacation Sheith doodles (low key hate them but I'm NAWT redrawing these)
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Keith is a dhampir working with former thrall Shiro to hunt down Zarkon and the vampires that Zircon has turned.
Blathering below the cut
~8x12 Arches hot press
Mixed media, watercolor, gouache, pastels (I used some fluorescing watercolors, and red sparkles)
I used some metallic sparkly paint, which doesn't really show up in the scan, so I might add a video of it. Also, it fluoresces, which is cool, but hard to scan.
I've been on a bit of a hiatus these past few years. I feel like I came out of retirement just to paint some Keith and Shiro. I have sketches for the most of the rest of Sheith Week, but since each piece seems to take at least a month, it's going to take me the rest of the year to do it. At least more Sheith? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Of course, like an idiot, I decided to do my first piece this year on hard mode and went with hot press paper and black paint. And then I had to learn gouache real quick because I messed up the faces. And I relearned why I don't do architectural pieces.
Anyway, thanks to @bangsheith for luring me back into painting! Sorry I'm late.
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Shiro’s heart was loud in his own ears, amplified by the quiet of the room and the blindfold restricting his vision. He kneeled naked on the floor, arms tied behind his back, the hard ground making his knees ache. He wondered when the next touch would come, from where, would it be a short flick or a heavy swat? Shiro swallowed thickly, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and tried to locate Keith with his ears. He held his breath, hoping it would help him hear the teen’s movements around the space. No luck.
Light as a feather, the end of the riding crop caressed his left thigh. Goose bumps burst out over his skin. The material slid over his flesh, up to his hip, then around to make a leisurely circle against his left buttock. Shiro bit his lip, his hands balling into fists as the cool material teased him.
Swat!
Shiro kept his mouth shut, as instructed, but couldn’t help the yelp from rising in his throat when Keith landed a sharp swat to his skin. Another one quickly followed, the strike causing pain to bloom from the area, followed by a tingling heat. The crop pressed against the warm spot, probably a blushed shade of red, and ran in slow, soothing circles.
“Do you want more?” Keith asked, the sound of his voice, husky with lust, making Shiro shiver.
“Yes, Sir,” Shiro said, his voice softly shaking.
He flinched when the crop struck him again, this time against his inner right thigh, nervously close to his balls. Shiro managed to swallow his cry of pain, gritting his teeth in an attempt to obey Keith more thoroughly.
Normally Shiro was in charge. He spent his days commanding Voltron, playing big brother to his fellow paladins, and coaching training sessions. Although he would never admit it to anyone but Keith, it was frustrating being looked up to all the time, people hanging on his word as if it were gospel. Here, blinded and bound, he was able to let it all go and relax.
Another swat landed across his ass and he groaned, his cock twitching. The sharpness of the crop as it struck his skin again made him gasp, his order to remain silent becoming less and less urgent in his mind. Another smack, and another, light flicks that intensified just a little with each impact. By the time Keith decided to allow him a break Shiro was gasping from pain and pleasure, his ass almost numb from the abuse, cock leaking and painfully hard.
“More?” Keith’s voice was hardly a whisper against the shell of his ear, the moist heat of his breath tickling his flesh and the suddenness of his proximity startling him.
Shiro nodded quickly, just two short jerks of his head, “Y-yes, Sir.”
Keith’s hand pressed against his ass and stroked, the flat of his palm and texture of his gloves helping to sooth the persistent ache that the crop caused. Shiro sighed, enjoying the gentleness of the touch. When Keith’s lips pressed against his hair Shiro nearly purred, tilting his head into the softness of the kiss.
Shiro was both disappointed and nervous when Keith pulled away. A tense moment of quiet passed, leaving Shiro once again alone with his own heartbeat.
The crop cut across his ass so hard that Shiro screamed.
“Stay quiet for me,” Keith commanded, gently tapping the stinging line with the crop. It would be swollen and bruised later, that Shiro knew. He was almost giddy to feel the reminder of Keith’s skilled work every time he sat down for the next few days.
When the next hit came, just as hard, Shiro muffled his cry behind clenched teeth. Strike after strike rained down on his ass and thighs, causing explosions of pain and pleasure to erupt across his body. Shiro dug his teeth into his lower lip in a desperate to keep himself even remotely quiet as the sensation built higher and higher, sharp electric bolts straight down to his dick. He shivered harshly, his toes curling, and he sprayed his seed across the floor.
The assault stopped immediately, leaving Shiro sore and floating in a haze of post-release euphoria. He felt like he was as light as air, almost beside his own body. His entire body tingled as Keith kneeled beside him and unfastened the cuffs. Shiro let his aching arms down to support himself as Keith’s hand’s loosed the fabric looped around his eyes.
The room was mercifully dim, the lights set low so he wouldn't be blinded after the cloth was removed. Shiro blinked his eyes open. Keith’s face, gently smiling, filled his blurred vision. The teen wiped a tear from Shiro’s eye with his thumb and slipped it into his mouth.
“You were great,” he praised.
“I’m sorry I came without you,” Shiro said, his voice weak.
Keith ran his fingers gently through Shiro’s sweat-moist hair, “After we clean you up, you can finish me off, alright?”
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