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skye707 · 10 months

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This is my first Tumblr ask ever so I'm a little nervous. Anyways I'm here to give my top 3 Riddlers a cookie, one to YJ, one to Gotham, and one to...... Marilyn Manson Riddler. Hope he's doing well 💚💚💚 plz I need to know if he's ok.

He is doing very well, just been kicking it in the basement

(also, I feel so blessed to be your first ask. sorry it took me a minute to get to it 💙)

#riddler #the riddler #edward nygma #young justice riddler #gotham riddler #marilyn manson riddler #I don't remember how I tagged him oops #riddlerverse #Skye

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stickybasementobject · 2 months

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Johnny Depp Horror Icon

01. A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984)

02. Edward Scissorhands (1990)

03. Ed Wood (1994)

04. Sleepy Hollow (1999)

05. The Astronaut's Wife (1999)

06. The Ninth Gate (1999)

07. Corpse Bride (2005)

08. Freddy's Dead: The Final Nightmare (1991)

09. Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street (2007)

10. From Hell (2001)

11. Secret Window (2004)

12. Dark Shadows (2012)

13. Murder on the Orient Express (2017)

14. Transcendence (2014)

15. Marilyn Manson: Kill4Me (2017)

16. London Fields (2018))

17. Tusk (2014)

18. Yoga Hosers (2016)

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stealingyourbones · 2 years

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Short DP X DC Prompts #100

(Wooooo!! We made it to 100!!!! Lets gooo!!!)

The Riddler is completely dumbfounded. Not only did this short goth girl with violet eyes and seemingly an endless amount of spite, free herself from his trap that was meant to be nigh impossible to escape, but also has been on a nonstop rant about better and more eco friendly based products he could have used for his death trap to ensnare Batman.

#god I love sam Manson so much #sam manson #danny phantom #dp x dc #dc #dc comics #writing prompts #prompts #dp x dc prompt #batman #the riddler #edward nygma

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shloodles · 1 year

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[ID: two digital illustrations of characters from The Terror. 1) from left to right: Irving, Hodgson, Little, and Jopson in the greatcabin. Irving and Hodgson are bickering over a piece of paper that Irving is holding. They stand a ways behind the table, which is set with matching tea cups, and upon which a corner of a map is visible. Little stands in the foreground with his back to the other lieutenants, choking on his tea in bug-eyed horror while the teacup in his hand sloshes. Jopson in the far background stands with perfect posture by the door. He holds a tea tray, watching from the corner of his eye with a careful, neutral expression. 2) Several sailors and officers are seated around Bridgens in the fo'c'sle as he reads aloud from a piece of paper. Hickey and Peglar stand in the background. To the left of Bridgens, Tozer stands with his arm around Armitage, looking over Bridgens' shoulder at the paper. Armitage looks at Tozer, blushing fiercely. Bridgens himself looks enraptured, gesturing as he orates. On the floor in front of him to the left sit Manson and Morfin, just the backs of their heads visible. Two other unidentifiable heads are visible in front. On the floor to Bridgens' right sit Goodsir and Hartnell. Goodsir watches in adoration, hands folded in front of him, knees tucked up. Hartnell's eyes are closed, utterly transported. Far behind Tozer, Hickey watches in irritation through narrowed eyes. Far behind Goodsir, Peglar watches fondly while leaning against the bulkhead. end ID]

A Most Noble and Enjoyable Pursuit for @theterrorreversebang a secret love poems romcom by @lollians who I had the privilege of providing the concept and art for!!!

Go read it HERE

#the terror reverse bang 2023 #the terror reverse bang #my art #described #the terror #john irving #george hodgson #edward little #thomas jopson #cornelius hickey #solomon tozer #thomas armitage #john bridgens #henry peglar #magnus manson #john morfin #harry goodsir #thomas hartnell

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nigesakis · 7 months

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one of your patented the Terror listicles but about them running a Summer Camp. (Except Hickey: he failed the background check because he once beat a nun with a collection plate) also i definitely feel like JFJ would be the swim instructor and and lead campfire sing a longs (badly) and Sir Jon is contemplating selling the camp to a mining company.

i feel honored. i dont know shit about camps though

The Terror if it played in a Summer Camp (1980's-2000's)

Francis: staff, camp manager (in his cabin office doing papework most of the time, so when he comes out the kids go OOOOOOH🫨🤙🤙 like in regular show; they like him tho, its in good fun)

Franklin: staff, camp owner (he doesnt have to be here, but decides to check it out once because he's thinking of selling. kids like him 'cause he lets them do what they want; he doesn't know theyre supposed to do tasks (Francis has to do double the paperwork now))

Fitzjames: staff, boys head counselor and program manager (he's everywhere... whys this guy suddenly at the swim instruction and does the swim instructors job? too motivated and the kids know hes trying to get them to like him; works)

Sophia: staff, girls head counselor and photographer/videographer (everyone who hates getting their picture taken doesn't mind if its her. only counselor the kids respect)

Collins: staff, swim instructor/lake guard (lets Fitzjames do the classes so he doesnt have to talk so much)

Blanky: staff, counselor and woods master (i made that up), leads the forest expeditions (suddenly all the kids like walking?? (he has a better prosthetic now))

Bridgens: staff, horsemanship instructor (popular with the kids)

Peglar: staff, overnight counselor (tells good stories when you cant sleep, lets the older ones smoke weed behind the cabins, whys the horsemanship instructor here?)

Hodgons: staff, counselor (easiest to pull pranks on; he thinks theyre doing it because they like him)

Irving: staff, counselor and worship leader (i didnt know this existed but well)

Dundy: staff, archery instructor (i think hed look cool doing it)

Jopson: staff, assistant, nobody knows what hes actually doing here

Little: staff, runs the inventory and snack bar, lets them steal

Wall & Diggle: staff, kitchen staff. you can hear them arguing from the outside

Silna: kid, sneaked in her fucking dog ("You think Neptune is gonna protect us from the killer?" watched Friday 13th before coming)

Tozer: kid, acts like hes a counselor

Goodsir: kid, the others rather come to him than the actual camps nurse (Stanley)

Manson & Hartnell: kids, got lost in the woods tying to smoke weed

Armitage: kid, got lost in the woods because he wanted to go home

Gibson: kid, only came cause Hickey told him he'd be a staff volunteer and let them break rules but now Hickey isnt there?

Des Voeux: missed the bus

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vreenak · 2 years

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THE TERROR ➢ FIRST APPEARANCES ; L - P Henry Thomas Dundas Le Vesconte: 1x1, Go for Broke Edward Little: 1x1, Go for Broke Alexander MacDonald: 1x1, Go for Broke Magnus Manson: 1x1, Go for Broke John Morfin: 1x1, Go for Broke William Pilkington: 1x3, The Ladder

#the terror #the terror amc #theterroredit #henry le vesconte #edward little #alexander macdonald #magnus manson #john morfin #yeah i cheated a little ok #next: alistair petrie #then adar #then the terror again probably #*myterroramc #my edits

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the-random-phan · 2 years

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"A Field Trip" Chapter 4

aka Ectoberhaunt Day 12- Way of Life

Ao3

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Chapter WC: 2,013

Overall WC: 10,673

Summary:

Danny's class goes on a trip to the Grand Canyon. It's all fun and games until suddenly it isn't.

“What hit me?” Dash asked groggily and to no one in particular. Immediately everyone’s attention was drawn to the jock, and he looked immensely startled when 20 sets of eyes suddenly swiveled to look in his direction. He gaped like a fish for a solid 30 seconds, before he saw a floating Danny Phantom only a yard away.

Danny, in his defense, had almost forgotten that Dash had been unconscious for most of the reveal discussion. And did not react accordingly.

“What the heck were you thinking, Dash?” He said, trying to sound more concerned than angry. Dash’s eyes went wide and he tried to start talking 5 different times but kept stammering over his own words. Meanwhile, Sam got out of her seat and shoved her bottle of water into his hands.

“You passed out a few minutes ago. We’re on a field trip to the Grand Canyon, you fell in and dragged Danny with you. Luckily he’s Phantom so he saved both your butts. Drink up.” Well, that was one way to catch him up on current events. Danny was not looking forward to another spiel of questions. He just wanted to be home already.

Dash took the bottle of water and chugged at least half of it. Sam gave him a glare with one brow raised and he sheepishly handed it back. Even for her small stature, Sam could be imposing. Kwan came over, taking Sam’s place as she retreated.

“Are you ok dude? Anything hurt?”

“Aside from my pride? Not really.” That made Kwan laugh, and some uneasy chuckles spilled out from their classmates. Dash wasted no time in tackling the next subject, turning to Danny.

“Everything's kinda fuzzy. So, wait- did you like, catch me and Fenton? Where’d he go?” He questioned, confused. In lieu of an answer, Danny reverted to human form, sitting solidly on the back of his seat.

Dash’s eyes just about bulged out of his head, even more so than a minute ago when he woke up to his ‘hero’ berating him. The jock's jaw dropped to the floor, and for a solid minute of time he just stared blankly.

“How the heck?” He yelled hysterically. Dash grabbed a handful of his own hair and tugged, as though trying to wake from a bad dream.

“Long story short, accident in my parent’s lab. Yes I’m still the same person as Phantom, yes I have all the same powers in both forms, and yes you pulled me off a cliff and I had to reveal myself to save the both of us.” Danny deserved a bit of salt. Just a tad. Maybe a pinch.

“You almost killed us both with that kind of stunt. What were you thinking?” Dash shrunk back for a moment, but the sheepishness disappeared as he puffed out his chest and broke eye contact.

“I don’t have to explain myself to you.” Dash said haughtily. It would seem that he had pushed aside the novelty of learning his classmate’s secret in favor of putting on a jerkish front.

“Oh you kinda do,” The audacity-

“remember the whole almost murdered me thing?” Reminded Danny. Dash paled, and looked anywhere but Danny’s face.

“But I didn’t, nothing happened. So I don’t owe you anything.” Danny tried to appear neutral, but he was livid. There was a biting response perched on the tip of his tongue, but he was interrupted by the timely entry of the bus driver.

“Uh-” The driver stammered.

“Why are you back so early?” He stood at the door to the bus, plainly confused. Mr. Lancer stood up immediately before anyone else could make up an excuse.

“One of the students passed out from the heat. I imagine it would be best to return to the hotel, I think everyone has had their fill of the Grand Canyon.” Lancer said quickly.

“Alrighty then.” Said the driver with a shrug. He took his seat at the front of the bus. Lancer sat back down and soon enough they were off, trundling down the highway.

Conversation on the bus ride back to the hotel was sparse and carried out in whispers. They were all distinctly aware that the bus driver wasn’t supposed to be let in on Danny’s secret, but it would seem that was all anyone could think to talk about. The ride was way too long, and yet also way too short.

Danny stared out the window for much of the journey. The sun filtering through the window was cozy, and paired with his frayed nerves he passed out for most of the drive. Tucker shook him awake when they arrived. Danny was still half-asleep as they trekked up to their room, and he phased right through their door without waiting for Tucker to grab the key card. Danny collapsed on the nearest bed, shoes and all. Sam and Tucker hovered over him as he slept, concerned. But the halfa slept peacefully.

Which gave them the perfect chance to get their things and sneak right past him and out of the hotel room.

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“This doesn’t feel right.” Said Tucker. He shifted back and forth in his flip-flops as the elevator descended.

“They deserve to know more about the whole situation. Plus they’ll just keep bothering Danny if they don’t get answers.” Said Sam. She sounded confident, but really she was worried as well.

“It doesn’t feel right to do it behind his back though.”

“We aren’t really, he’s the one who fell asleep. And we’re just doing him a favor so he doesn’t have to deal with it all.” Sam picked at the frayed hems of her swim top. The atmosphere was stilted and silent until finally, the doors slid open.

It was easy enough to follow the signs that pointed to the pool and made even more so by the number of classmates that had congregated there. They were the only ones in the room, which was a plus. A few people walked past and seemed to debate coming in. But they shied away pretty quick after Kwan started a cannonball competition. Sam double-checked the class's group chat quickly, taking count of how many people they had invited for this meeting. Only about half were there already. So it would seem they had some waiting to do.

Sam sat on the edge at the shallow end, her feet dangling in the water. Tucker sat on a chair behind her, doing something on his phone. They were waiting for the rest of the class to show up before they launched into their spiel.

Finally, fashionably late as always, Paulina and Star walked in the door. Paulina didn’t strut in like she would have done under any normal circumstances. She was quite stiff, and if the redness around her eyes was any indication, she wasn’t late simply because she was doing her hair. Star watched Paulina like a hawk as they wandered over to a chair and set their things down.

Finally, with everyone present, Sam lifted her fingers to her mouth and whistled. The change was drastic, with just about everyone freezing where they were. A few isolated conversations puttered off.

“We all saw what happened today, so I’ll skip over that. The fact of the matter is that Danny is Phantom, and everyone in this room needs to respect his request to keep it a secret. Danny does so much for other people and has so many responsibilities, imagine how devastating it would be if this got out.”

“-And not only that,” Tucker interjected.

“Danny’s world is dangerous. He has too many enemies to count on one hand, not even including the ghosts. His identity is the only thing protecting him from ghost hunters. He’s unique, and the GIW would literally tear him apart if they ever got their hands on him. And his human life is what keeps him off their radar most of the time.”

Sam picked up where he left off.

“If Danny’s secret spreads, adults will find out about it. And then so will the Guys in White. And his parents. We have no clue if they’d be accepting or not, and what lengths they might go to try and ‘fix’ him.”

“Danny’s secret has been revealed before. And the GIW hunted us across the country. Nowhere was safe. Danny managed to set everything back, but that isn’t an option this time.” That had been the worst three days of Sam’s life. Though it was even harder on Danny. And Tucker was along for the ride as well. It was tough for all of them. Sam had never felt more alone.

Tucker stood from his chair.

“TLDR, don’t tell anyone who isn’t in this room. Not even your parents. Don’t even say a word to your dog, if you can help it.”

Kim, who was standing in the shallow end, nervously raised her hand. Sam pointed to her.

“Um, why do so many ghosts attack? Why does Danny have to fight them? Can’t they just leave us alone…” She trailed off.

Sam looked to Tucker, and they had a silent conversation.

“Ghosts are creatures of habit. Most of them have a driving force, a reason to want to exist. And they go out of their way to fulfill it. Like Technus with technology, or Skulker with hunting, or Box Ghost with boxes.” Tucker started. He didn’t want to come right out and tell them about Obsessions. Obsessions could be easily weaponized against a ghost, Danny included. They didn’t want to give their classmates that kind of ammunition.

Sam went on to explain.

“The veil between Amity Park and the Ghost Zone is very thin, and it just so happens that we line up with the Ghost Zone’s barrens. It’s not a very good area and has a lot of people that were forced out of ghostly societies and establishments.”

“In short, we get all the troublemakers. Ghosts whose purposes in death are to cause mischief or harm.”

“But why Fenton?” Kwan piped up.

A harsh sigh was dragged out of Sam. Tucker relieved her of speaking duty. (heh. duty.)

“When Danny became the way he is, the veil was thinned even more. It didn’t used to be as easy to cross over as it is now. And even though it was a complete, freak accident, he still feels guilty.”

“And the ghost hunters in town are mediocre, at best.” Sam added.

“Also that.”

“With his powers Danny was just the one best suited to the job. And he really got in deep once ghosts started being a real threat to people. But now the ghosts expect to have him fighting back, and have made it into a game that he can’t quit. Because if he doesn’t, people get hurt. It’s just become his way of life.” Which was a horrible, twisted role Danny had been forced into. Tucker had to calm himself down. The ghosts had him in a chokehold, stuck between hurling himself at them and getting physically hurt, or being hurt by his core if he refused to engage. Tucker hadn’t fully realized the ramifications until Danny had been physically sick to leave Amity.

A wave of anger rolled over Tucker, this time directed at Dash. Sam and Tuck had just barely managed to convince Danny it was safe to come on this trip, but now Dash had to go and ruin everything and throw Danny into yet another situation. Quite literally.

“Uh, did I do something?” Dash asked nervously, ducking into the water. Tucker hadn’t realized he was staring.

“Yes.” Sam said flippantly. Tucker shook his head to clear the desire for revenge and scratched an itch on the back of his neck. Dash hadn’t known what he was doing. It wasn’t his fault. They were all victims of circumstance.

Speaking of circumstance;

A very stressed half-ghost practically plummeted through the ceiling and right through the pool. There was only the slightest of ripples in the water to indicate that he’d been there. Everyone stared, gaping, at the spot where he’d disappeared.

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To be Continued...

(eventually)