Hello people, I'm Red aka the keeper of this blog. What to expect here? Occasional art uploads, tons of rebloging, dcxdp, humans are weird stuff, memes, cat pics, the list goes on. I guess expect everything. -----*List o fandoms I'm in:*------ Sander's Sides, The disastrous life of Saiki K, Assasination Classroom, Milo Murphy's Law, Omori, Danny Phantom, TMA, Vampires SMP, Dispatch ... Current Hyper fixation: Vampires SMP
Okay I JUST realized I never posted these on hereā- BUT BASICALLY, about a year and a half ago I started doing these experimental black hairstyle posts that were threads long on Twitter, to give artists a source of inspo for their black ocs whose hair they wanted to try something new with! Thereās more to black hair than just the selected styles portrayed in media, and I thought it would be fun to show people how much texture, shape, fades, length, and style can be combined when drawing black hairā-cause itās a kind of manipulation our hair can do irl! The OG thread from when I made these a year ago were lost with the hacking of my original Twitter account (@/bagels_donuts) but Iāve since reuploaded the whole thread to my new Twitter (@/ItsDonutsFR)! I hope artists on tumblr find these useful, sorry it took me so long to post them hereššš¾ Iāll upload them all in parts!
Part 1: Long masc hairstyles + playing with fades
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and i would've gotten away with it if it weren't for you meddling... monsters???
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a series of images depicting the scooby gang as monsters.
Velma is a zombie with pale green skin that is segmented by stitches. The skin below her knees is a deeper green, mimicking her original orange socks, which she's missing in this design. Her body is walking with it's arms out, accidentally kicking along her head. The caption says "My head! Where's my head?"
Daphne is a ghost. She is slightly transparent. Her dress is torn at the bottom and at the sleeves. She is wearing thick bracelets. She's floating above an open trapdoor and looking down at it in surprise. The caption says "OH! I think I was supposed to fall down there!"
Fred is a vampire. He looks the same as his canon design, except he has pointed ears and fangs. He hangs from the ceiling, arms crossed. He has a cocky expression on his face. He's facing a man in a sheet ghost costume, who is startled. The caption says "Going somewhere?"
Shaggy is a werewolf. He's furry all over and has short paw-like hands and feet. His feet are busting out of his loafers. He has a tail. He has a bone in his mouth, and is sheepishly waving at an angry skeleton.
Scooby is a were-human. His humanoid design is a man wearing a brown vest and brown pants. His shoes are a lighter shade. Under his vest is a black short sleeved collared shirt. He has a thick neck. His face mimics his original dog face. He has a big nose and shallow chin, a few scraggly facial hairs, some moles on his chin, thick eyebrows, small ears, and wobbly mouth. His hair is short and brown. Shaggy is holding him in his arms and struggling under the weight.
Ted Kord, Blue Beetle, was shot and killed in the line of duty.
While in the Afterlife, or Infinite Realms, he heard about a portal to the Living Realm and decided to pay his best buddy Booster a visit; he needed to make sure Booster had recovered from that explosion well and that he was handling Ted's death okay.
Well, not okay. But that he wasn't tearing himself apart over it, at least.
Except when Ted went through the portal, it was to find a small group of teenage heroes without a mentor in sight to help them.
This is inspired by a post where the Fentons, including Danny and Jazz, get arrested by the Justice League. The Doctors Fenton are sent to prison. Danny was placed in a League run foster/youth detention center as a youth at risk of becoming a villain, and Jasmine was completely cut off from him as a potential risky influence.
If you recognize the prompt, please send it btw.
In one of the Reblogs they mentioned Waller recruiting the Doctors so....
"We've lost contact with the Youth Probation facilities. A Type 3 System lock down was signaled before communications went dark."
Bruce watches the way Tim subtlty shifts his weight, a repressed show of worry that has Bruce's stomach clutching before he even opens his mouth. "Nightwing entered the facilities approximately 15 minutes before the lock down triggered. Back up comms have been completely cu-"
Screens flicker to life, Oracle cursing in the comms. Nightwing has been suspended in the omega grade super interrogation restraints. Multiple guard bots are stationed around the cell. Daniel Fenton, recent addition to the facility, steps into frame.
"Approximately 3 weeks after Doctors Jack and Madeline Fenton were placed in New York State's maximum security penitentiary, paperwork was filed indicating their transfer to an non existent facility.
The Director of Project X, Amanda Waller constripted them.
You will get my parents out of Waller's clutches safely. You will have proof that they will be safe from Waller or anyone who would exploit them.
If I lose my parents, you lose your son."
The feed cuts before anyone can respond. Oracle clears her throat. "B, a large file attachment was sent to multiple reporters and leak sites from the facility. What's the plan?"
Danny stares at the blank screen, focusing on the pulsing power of the facilities computer in a vain attempt to suppress his anxiety induced nausea. He stumbles over to the trash and heaves bile from his empty stomach.
Nightwing makes a face behind the gag like he wants to say something but Danny turns away, a pulse of ghostly control through the computers ensuring that the vaunted oracle and cyborb will be locked out until Danny lets them in.
It had been surprisingly easy to figure out how to connect to the computers while human. Danny had always been adaptable.
The internet was on fire with the secret documents Danny had stolen and distributed. All of Waller's dirty laundry was exposed. She might not get punished. But she would be a pariah for the rest of her life.
Dick accepts the carefully offered water from the teen, studying the bags under his eyes. As the water is pulled away, "The League was wrong, weren't they? You weren't working for your parents...Phantom was spotted with Fenton Tech on several occasions. You were sabotaging your parents work and stealing useful tech for Phantom."
The kid looked at him with a hint of exasperation breaking through, "That doesn't matter much anymore now does it? I'm holding Nightwing hostage. Previous innocence or not, I'm a villain now."
Fenton spins around, eyes narrowed, handing off the plate of food and stalking out.
Dick calls out fruitlessly, trying to get Fenton's attention. The bot offers a bite sized piece of sandwich, letting out a whirring noise that almost sounds questioning.
By the time he's finished his food and water, about to get regagged, a frazzled looking Fenton leads a group of bots carrying two bodies into the cell across from him.
Wally is encased from feet to mouth in some sort of flexible silver shell, twitching from the aftershocks of whatever defense mechanism he was trapped by. Fenton directs the bots to suspend the unconscious speedster in the appropriate restraints.
Garfield is locked down in a full meta suppressor set, being restrained in another cell.
Fenton looks his way, worry and anger sparking in his eyes, and stalks out of the cell block without a word.
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Jason? Would like the kid to get in the box. See, he's gotten it all figured out. All he has to do? Is get this kid CLOSE enough to the fucker, for LONG enough... and let nature take its course.
It's a nice box. Big roll a twenties, a switch and some games, snacks. Built in shock absorbs and gyroscoping. Even got him a comfortable chair. Has its own air supply with redundancies.
Starfire and Bizarro are gonna take turns haunting The Bane of Jason's Life with the box. Old man can put him in Arkham all he wants! Jason's already figured out the range of effectiveness.
We're doing fly-bys.
Get in the box, kid. For Gotham and Country. For a Zombie's peace of mind. This sweet suitcase full of cash. Think not of what your country can do for you, think of the statue this city will build when that fucker bites it!
Jason has never BEEN so happy. Bruce can't do SHIT. Jason's already put the word out and now the entire city is actively conspiring with him. ARKHAM STAFF are conspiring with him. Gonna let him put the box on the roof.
Get in the box. He PERSONALLY made it Joker proof. You will be in absolutely NO danger. Hell, it's close quarters, but if it'd make you feel better? He'll even join you in there. He doesn't put kids in Joker Range. Promise.
Danny considers the giant... what is that? Tungsten? High quality metal box. The jubilant crimelord before him. The offerings of cash and free food. A gaming system. Ehh. Why not? He's done dumber for less.
He still doesn't get how this is supposed to WORK. Dude is just chronically clumsy. Has nothing to do with him. But that's on you, big guy. Those snacks HOMEMADE? Ooooh~ Fancy! *gets comfortable* *munchs artisanal chip*
Jason's grin is manic as he seals the box, protecting the kid from ANY gas or explosive devices. Blunt force, sonar, you name it. The thing's a BUNKER. Joker won't be breaking in before whatever power the kid has? BREAKS HIM. And certainly not with all of Gotham AND the Outlaws defending it.
Count down to Clown Free, fuckers. Start the clock.
Like unironically we should be subsidising at least 50% of their educations. What do you mean we have a shortage of doctors we should have surplus. What do you mean theyāre being overworked they should be treated like royalty, they can fix human bodies
I donāt care if some of them are only doing it for the money. I donāt care if all of them are only doing it for the money. Intentions donāt matter to the stitches in my nanaās leg or the ten billion other lifesaving treatments we all get at a detriment to their finances and mental wellbeing. Entire cities are kept alive by just a couple thousand of them what are we DOINGGGGG
Guy makes a really stupid decision and gets in a car accident -> no real damage from accident but insurance goes up -> starts beating himself up over his stupid decision -> gets depressed -> starts to realize he's single and had crash been worse he'd die alone -> realizes he's never had a relationship or even a crush and starts wondering what he'd want out of a relationship -> starts to realize he doesn't really like girls so he thinks he must be gay -> realizes he likes girls and boys about the same amount, so he must be bi -> later realizes that "same amount" is none at all -> he's ace
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going over to my minimalist girlfriendās house and she apologizes profusely for the mess and thereās just a single perfect, fresh pea on the floor of her living room
i deserve a medal for this post. not because i was particularly funny but because i survived an onslaught of nearly one hundred gimmick blogs in the wake of this post popping off, and the fact that i didnāt try to track any of them down and snuff them out with my bare hands is a testament to my immeasurable strength and should be rewarded. at one point i had āthe official letter hā add on to this post. you wanna know that blogās gimmick? the really funny and original and worthwhile gimmick the official letter h blog had? yep you guessed it they just gave me the god damned letter H and then fucked off. only jesus knows the suffering i endured over that harsh winter, and he wept for me
The Justice League is gathered on the watch tower to meet ambassadors from the Infinite Realms to negotiate peace. The discovery of the Anti Ecto Acts has them on edge as it is clear that the government they work with has been actively hostile towards beings of the Realms.
They are only optimistic because the high king is amongst the peace treaty group.
The portal ripped into the air in the center of the summoning circle Constantine set up is an eerie green and swirls in mesmerizing circles. The beings that emerge are just as mysterious and intimidating.
A nine foot beastly being with sharp horns and a large maw filled with large teeth, covered in fur as white as snow braided in areas with beads, feathers and other trinkets. Wearing a simple kilt embroidered with swirls and snowflakes as well as a large cape, barely long enough to cover a tail adorned in silver cuffs and rainbow beads.
The rest of the group were more human in appearance. A Goliath of a man with slate skin, white flaming hair and blazing red eyes. A very human looking woman, though with the sature and air of an Amazonian, stepped out after. Her glowing teal eyes the only hint to her being anything more than human. The last of the party was a young man, barely out of his teens. His glowing platinum hair moves as if in water and his eyes glowed the same green as the portal. The young man had the same ice horns as the beastly being and a smooth white featureless mask over his face. Adorned with a cape lined with the cosmos and a crown of stars around his neck, this could only be the king.
"Hello, you must be the Justice League we've heard so much about." The boy introduced after a long awkward pause.
"Well met, I am Diana of Themyscira, and these are my teammates, Superman of Krypton, Batman and Flash of Earth and Hal of the Green Lanter Corp."
" Nice to meet you, I am-" the boy king started only for a hand to reach out of his cape and clamp over his mouth, knocking his mask up his face.
"Nuh-uh! Mom said it was MY turn with the name!" A young feminine voice announced before a teen girl popped out fully from the cape with a mischievous grin.
Before anyone could react the girl attacked and tossed the young king through the observation deck window. Only to follow and tackle the young man in a brawl. Thankfully for everyone else they had both phased through and not done any damage.
"Oh Hell no, If ANYONE deserves the name it's me! I've had it the longest!" The giant man growls before launching up and flying out into the vacuum of space to join the tussle.
The league members all look nervously on glancing at each other not sure what was happening or what to do.
"Is... Is this a coup? ... should we be concerned?" The flash asks, glancing around for more information.
A growling rumble comes from the large beast man and it takes a few moments for them all to realize that the being is chuckling.
"The Great One and his fraid are still young. Playfulness is expected." The being explains and gives a slight bow. " I am Hailwind, Bonded of Chief Frostbite, Guide of Phantom and Permafrost, Ambassador of the yetis' of the Far Frozen."
The woman dips her head, blushing and still glancing exasperatedly at the brawl going on outside the window. "Sorry for them, siblings, you know." She rolls her eyes."I am Princess Jasmine... of Earth?... Ambassador of Limanals and the Death touched." She introduced with pauses and many glances between Hailwind and the League members. "I'm only really a part timer for the ambassador stuff, I'm only here instead of my alternates because we wanted all the direct royals here the first meeting."
" Five on the Big guy." Hal whispers to Flash as they watch the fight on the other side of the window they both had wandered to.
"Nah, my bets on the little one, she's got spunk." Flash whispers back.
"Should we stop them? It seems rude to start without the king participating." Superman mentions gently.
"Right, yeah, just um." Jasmine stumbles, looking to her companion for suggestions.
In response, Hailwind reaches into his cloak and produces what can only be a baby Yeti. The little cub yawns and blinks big blue eyes out at the scene around her.
The league watch transfixed and a little concerned as a little ball of fluff float-crawls their way across the room to the window.
Batman makes a lunge motion when the baby audibly bonks head first into the window the three are fighting outside of, especially as she drops in altitude towards the ground.
Hal constructs a large catchers mit under her, only for the cub to regain her flight and pat at the window. Her tail wags like an excited puppy and her ears wiggle in glee as she chirps at the brawling group.
The air shifts at the sound of her chirping. And suddenly, the combating trio are engulfed in liquid night. A swelling of darkness speckled by stars swoops up and back through the window, engulfing the ceb as it goes. The mass condenses into a cloaked figure, and with a wave of fabric deposits the large man and teen girl back in place next to the princess. The hood falls back to show the young king, now with only a half mask covering his eyes and nose. Revealing a sharp toothed smile as it presses kisses to the cubs head. "Hello my snow princess" he coos as he floats over the group snuggling the baby Yeti.
"I guess that means I'm Prince Dante, Duke of the Badlands, the Reformed Curse, Ender of Times, Ambassador of the Vengeful Dead."
The teen girl wrapped around his shoulder unlatches her jaw from his bicep and slides off to the stand grumpily next to Dante. "Which makes me Princess Ellie of Earth, Mirror Born of the king, Spirit of Freedom.
The king hands the cub back to Hailwind and gives a smirk before taking his place back between his biological siblings. "You may know me as King Phantom of the Infinite Realms, Slayer of Tyrants, The Great One, the Bridge Between."
The prince and young princess scoff in indignation. "We fought and you didn't even bother to use it!" The man grumbles
"I want a redo! Use it or lose it Template!" The teen girl pouts.
The king chuckles at them. " My most important titles are reserved for those I trust. Let's see how the meeting goes first."
If Danny had been paying even an ounce more of attention to his surroundings he would have noticed a figure poking out of the alley way in front of him. He wasnāt though, so Danny was completely caught off guard when said figure pulled him into the alley, knife being pressed against his skin with demands that he hand over his wallet.Ā
This honestly wasnāt that big of a deal to Danny; more of an annoyance if anything as the only thing he wants to do right now is go home and eat his takeout. Before he can make that known though with a snarky comment another person, Red Robin he notes, is dropping from the sky and pulling the mugger away from him.Ā
The altercation is over before it even begins, saving Danny his energy, time, and having to reheat his food.Ā
The whole event was put behind him by the time he woke up the next morning. Danny probably wouldn't have even thought more about it if it hadnāt been for the fact that a week later he found himself in the JL space station due to a summoning for the Ghost King.Ā
At first Danny thinks that maybe his run in with Red Robin somehow led to them connecting his human side to his ghost side. Luckily, that wasnāt the case though and they were only needing some help with a ghost that was causing problems in one of their cities. Which he was gladly and easily able to help them with.Ā
The only point of conflict is when the JL refuses to accept a āfree favorā from him, and demands that he ask something from them. Danny really doesnāt want anything from them though, and so in a moment of genius locks eyes with Batman and tells him.Ā
āThe debt has already been paid; send Red Robin my thanks.āĀ
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Damian Wayne would be the first to admit he had difficulty connecting to others his age. The only thing he knew well was the unforgiving bloodlust of battle and while that helped him fight as Robin it didn't mean it made a well liked Robin.
Civilians flinched away from him, and Police officers stood weary around him. He cares not for the crooks' opinion of him, but he knew it is low.
Worse, other teenage heroes didn't like him around. The Teen Titans had rejected his membership after the three months trial run. Young Justice made excuses after the first two. Even the Outlaws said he was too much to be around, and Todd ran that one.
Of course, his brothers did their best to let him down gently but they could not force the rest of their teams to accept him.
That's why Jon meant so much to him. His best friend had been displeased initially with Damian's behavior, but he had been willing to still get to know him.
Jon had the patience of a Saint. He discovered what worked for Damian and how to help him breach the gaps between them. Damian knew little of what he had missed as a kid, but Jon never made him feel less for it. He carefully explained, opening his world to wondrous new things and Damian tried them all because Jon asked him to.
There was very little he wouldn't do for Jon.
"Have you ever read fanfiction?'" Jon asked one afternoon in the Kryptonian's room.
"No." He grunts, knowing the other wouldn't take offense to the short reply.
Jon smiles, pushing the tablet he had been scrolling on. "You should! This is my current favorite. It's about the show Space Ninjas, you like."
Damian appreciated the show's art and animation, so he took the tablet and clicked on the first chapter. Jon pulled out his phone, and got comfortable on his bed as Damian read.
And read and read and read.
Three days later, he lay on his bed staring at the ceiling, unsure how to deal with real life until the author posted another chapter. He been texting Jon about the story and hosting over amazing character interpretation, theories on what the upcoming twist would be and just about how amazing this piece of art is.
Jon sent back multiple reaction gifs and links to the author's blog, where fans had posted art of the fic. Damian scrolled through them, amazed by how well every piece was, and his eyes caught the drawing Tabet Drake given him a year ago that he had ignored for his paints.
After a moment of thinking, he picked it up, hooked up his computer, and tried to draw the one scene that made the whole fic his newest obsession.
It took three days before he was satisfied with the results. He showed Jon who gushed over it for hours. He convinced him to open a blog to post it and when Damian couldn't bring himself to, Jon tagged the writer in it.
The writer sent him a heartfelt message equally moved by his drawings as Damian was by his writing.
It was the start of his second friendship.
Over time Damian drew more and more. His fanart blog grew in followers as his skills sharpened with practice. He made more pieces of other fanfiction he read, but he always fell back to making unique fan art for GlaxeyAstronaut.
He and GlaxeyAstronaut chatted for years. He didn't know his real name- he could find it easily enough with the Batcomputer but felt it would ruin things if he did- but he knew about him. His online friend was the same age as, Damian, who identified as male, had an older sister and two scientist parents, lived Minnesota and dreamed of being a astronaut.
Damian likewise told him things about himself, mindful never of revealing anything that could pinpoint him a Wayne. And that's how their relationship was for two years.
The writer and his artist.
At one point, Jon had pointed out that Damian messaged GlaxeyAstronaut daily and talked about him just as much. He pointed out how Damian's heart beat raised whenever he saw that silly icon on his notification. He pointed out how flustered he became when he read GlaxeyAstronaut's messages.
But Damian ignored him beacuse surely he was only excited to have two whole friends now.
When they turned fourteen, things changed. GlaxeyAstronaut stopped replying to his message for a week, nearly causing Damian to go find him as Robin until his friend returned to the chat room with a short "I had an accident in my parent's lab. Electric accident. It was bad. It is bad. I may not be able to get on here as much"
His friend became somewhat distant after that, replying three or four days after. Damian figured it was because he was recovering from his accident. Still he tried to be there for him and one day, almost a year after GlaxeyAstronaut's accident he received the message.
"I can't be an Astronaut. My heart will always be too slow to apply"
Damian stared at the words feeling ice cold. Being an Astronaut had always been his friend's dream since he was five, and he could point at the glowing dots to his parents on a camping trip. The fact a medical condition acquired from a lab accident ruined it just left Damain feeling cheated.
He had no idea what GlaxeyAstronaut must feel but he guess far worst.
He had sent a message asking GlaxeyAstronaut if he wanted to call him and talk about it without much thought . They had never done a voice call before, never wanting to breach that uncharted area of online and real life friendship.
But GlaxeyAstronaut agreed, and hesitantly, Damian sent him a link to a chat room with a call option.
The call connected, and the two spoke about the writer's condition how the electricity had run amok in his body, slowing his heart and killing him for a few seconds until his friends were able to bring him back using CPR.
When that became too heavy, they switched to their favorite shows, then brainstormed ideas for collaboration and everything else under the sun.
Damian felt like no time had passed when Father came to warn him to get ready to head out soon, and GlaxeyAstronaut told him he should get started on his homework anyway.
"My name is Danny, by the way," the voice from his speaker said softly. "You don't have to tell me your name. I just....thank you for listening. My best friends and sister hear me but they don't listen to what I saw about.....the accident. It means a lot to me."
"You are most welcome" He pauses for a few seconds before he tacks on "My name is Damian. It is a honor to meet you Danny"
He heard the other boy laugh before the call disconnected any Damian was left staring at his ceiling like he did three years ago.
Back then, Damian's life had changed upon discovering fanfiction and fandoms. Today his life changed upon the startling discovery that Jon had been trying to tell him since he was twelve.
Iāve been reading more horror centered fanfics lately so I had to draw a creepy danno. I was gonna do lineart and cel shding at first but Iām so glad I went the rendering route, it adds a lot to it in my opinion. Loved adding the effects too
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