#i like the idea

[eidolons-stuff]

*Wednesday walks away*

Enid: *yells* "WEDNESDAY!"

Wednesday: *yells back* "What?"

Enid: "I LOVE YOU!"

#ok #ik #i havent posted in a while #but i think i'll start posting #wenclair #content again #coz it's fun #plus #i like the idea #of #romeo and juliet #wenclair au #enid #enid sinclair #wednesday #wenclair cult #wednesday addams

[nelkcats]

Universe key is a wail

Now, the discovery was a completely accident, there were moments where Danny wondered about Clockwork's cryptic words, this time it was because he said that the key to the universe was in his voice, and that was not only a strange phrase but it also made no sense.

He didn't think much of it until he was forced to use his wail, he didn't hate the power itself but it was so much like Dan, with so much destruction left in his wake that he often avoided using it. A last resort if you ever ran out of options.

He hated how it drained him of energy, all the destruction around him, a power that brought him to his knees with each use and forced him to transform.

But there were moments like this, where his parents had surrounded him with one of their weird inventions that could probably kill him and he had no choice. He sucked in as much air as he could and wailed, waves of moaning shattering chunks of concrete around him as the machine tore apart.

What he did not take into account was that while the destruction expanded and his eyes continued to close, the layer between the dimensions was breaking, and instead of running out of energy, this breaking was feeding him.

Perhaps it could be seen as a natural evolution of his powers, which had not been able to take place due to the lack of power and how inexperienced the ghost was in the past. Or so Clockwork would say if asked.

It could be compared to Cujo's howl or Wolf's claws, but Danny didn't have time to think about that, when he opened his eyes expecting his inevitable transformation and the disgusted look in his parents eyes all he could find was a glowing green portal waiting for him.

Seeing that his parents hadn't recovered from the wailing, he sent a mental apology to Jazz and stepped through the portal, not his smartest move certainly, but he could feel the rings and didn't have time for smart choices.

Unfortunately the portal closed once his rings transformed him, almost as if they were connected, Danny suspected they were.

That was how Daniel "Danny" Fenton was found without identification papers on Gotham's worst streets, with the only knowledge that the most likely way to get back to his own dimension was to use his wail and destroy the entire city, or country, in which case no thanks, he was going to look for alternative ways.

He had seen the amount of damage he had caused when he opened his eyes and he didn't want to do it in an unknown city with the name of a Hot Topic shop (according to a random guy on the streets, was "Gotham" a real name or the guy was joking?) he didn't even know if its floors were reinforced against ghosts, it was probably not the case.

On the other hand, Batman was informing everyone about a sudden power surge in Crime Alley, and a power blackout soon after along with destruction in random places, he feared it was something magical.

However, as soon as Jason heard the place on comms, he stopped Bruce and told him to get away from his territory, if there was an unknown player he would be the one who would face him, but he was not going to call Constantine on suspicion.

He should probably start looking into the cute guy who was wandering the streets alone at that hour (walking alone on Crime Alley was weird); maybe he had information, but there was a mugging and the boy wasn't going to disappear into thin air.

#danny phantom #dp x dc #danny fenton #dc x dp #jason todd #batfam #Danny is trapped in Gotham #Bruce wants to investigate but Jason don't let him #Danny is searching for a new job #Maybe he can become a Hoodlum whatever that means #But first he needed to hide #and papers #Danny's wail is a portal #I like the idea #like evolution for his lest used power

[ssomepersonn]

more.....

#razputin aquato #lizzie natividad #gisu nerumen #ford cruller #bob zanotto #helmut fullbear #psychonauts 2 #psychonauts #bug #just in case for bob #my art #yea ok now i can say stuff hehe #for gisu the part where u can see her eyes is in fact a transparent (ish) part of that skate irl so. she can see thru that #tho she is also the skate #it is her #not much to say on ford i think i hit it nail in the head #lizzie and norma will both be some type of fox +other things ftr i just havent drawn norma up yet lol #i am. on the fence abt that helmut design #i like the idea #but i dont think it looks enough like him yk #the irony of 2 good swimmers (and cold tolerant) being mashed up to make te character that was sunk and frozen does not escape me #and bob :] #idk i could talk about like how much i think i didnt need to change much here fr him w the preestablised ant dog zanotto thing i think #it fits him quite well to me #anyways yea #let raz cry 2023 baby #more sad raz on the way probably #q

[sarcasticscribbles]

For the lonely I’m thinking bartender. Reason 1 being that they see people coming to drink to forget how their lives are. Reason 2 people tend to forget that their there and just ignore them.

#i like the idea

[spikedsoul]

Mario, standing next to Jr: *Watching Fury Bowser* Do you know-a your mother's number?

Jr: *Holding up his phone* You read my mind, red 'stache.

*Lmao, tiny wife calms big angry husband- Maybe even gets to his level with the gigabell powerup?*

All it would take is seeing the wife in a cat form. Fury Bowser sees his cat wife being held up by Junior - if it was Mario, that would just piss him off.

Missy only has to meow at Bowser for him to jolt back into himself and rush over to her in concern.

Big man gently hold tiny wife

#bowser #bowser x reader #bowser x y/n #super mario bros #bowser jr #bowser junior #sorry #couldn't really think of much for this one! #i like the idea

[giantmonstermash]

"Humanity", she thought, sitting in the hangers and watching a hazy whorl of grey dance around her fingers, a strange chittering buzz following with its motions in her mind, "is a funny thing."

What marked someone as a person? She wasn't some Anthro-Chauvinist, beating their chest about the greatness of mankind: The last time they had any say, the Deimos Incident happened, and everyone knew how that turned out.

The Union, drove to its knees. The First Contact Accords. And N.H.P.s came into the world, howling, thrashing, overpowering in their wonder and terrifying in their splendor.

She hummed softly, watching the comparatively miniscule Greywash swarm land across her hand, giggling and marveling as they settled into a silvery coat across her hand in a strangely ticklish wave.

Non-Human Persons: Paracausal beings that could only safely interact with humanity as a whole when caged, shackled, and pared down in Caskets. Almost literal godsends for any sort of computational work, solving problems that would take a human millennia to process and input.

"And yet, just so they can interact and be, their shackling needs renewed every few weeks and cycled every few years, so they can properly understand us."

She tilted her head, looking at the settled Greywash on her arm, and felt for the connection that was ever-present at the back of her mind.

"And if it weren't for all that mess, I wouldn't have you, wouldn't I, love?"

A presence distinctly behind her, one that she'd grown so used to, so connected to that the thought of anything severing that bond made her very soul ache, rumbled like distant thunder in her mind, and a rush of "-WarmthEmbraceAcceptanceAgreementLoveYouToo-" parsed through her in a tide that left her almost breathless.

She was so young when she heard about them: Beings that had to chain themselves down, carve themselves to fit, just to communicate with humanity. She couldn't help but think of how lonely they must've felt, at the time: How much making themselves fit had to hurt. Then again, "She" had thought herself a "He", at the time.

And then, he became she, and she wanted to fit, too: To stop feeling like a square peg, crushed and ground into a round hole until her sides bled and she choked and wanted to scream-

The presence curled around her mind in moments, like a hurricane coiling around its eye: There, overwhelmingly present, and yet every bit as gentle as a summer breeze, a white-noise murmuring of "-SafeHappyWe'reHereShapeIsBetterNow-" filling her as she finally remembered to breathe, RA Take It All-

In Four, Out Eight.

In Four... Out Eight. Ragged breaths slowly smoothed out, and she felt herself start to relax. "I-I'm fine now, love. Thank you."

The hurricane chirred in her mind, curled around her still, just like the grey tendrils that had coiled around her when-

"Oh." She looked, staring up into a single, softly glowing lavender eye that gazed down curiously, one car-sized hand cradling her while millions of Greywash drones held her tightly, anchoring her there and pressing close in an imitation of an embrace.

... And then, she'd found Them. Rather, They had found her: Offered to help, with all the innocent whimsy of someone seeing a turtle on its back, before flipping it over.

They'd only needed moments to hijack and print out a way to reach her, and then...

All was silent and calm.

She fell, and fell, and fell, into a blooming sea of a million-billion minds. As one, they looked. As one, they spoke. As one, they acted.

"WELCOME HOME, O ERRANT DAUGHTER."

And they were her, and she was the sea, and the sea was Acceptance, Warmth, and Love.

And all was silent and calm.

When she woke up from... that, she could feel herself settling in ways she'd barely recognized, like a machine freshly repaired by loving hands, every part cleaned, oiled, and finally fitting right...

And she gawped.

Something... buzzed, in her mind: A shard of the sea, gleaming, vibrant, loving and there. "-NewBrightHappyWhoAmI?"

She'd sat, all but struck mute, for a good long while. They'd left a fragment of themselves with her: Fledgling, strange, and curious about everything. There were many moments as her body finally, well and truly began to fit where she'd had to push down bubbling waves of laughter at their more strange questions, choke back tears at their more tragic ones, and watched them become.

To say that their growth had been exponential when they'd found any forms of data was an understatement: Information was analyzed, categorized, and compiled in moments.

Of course, she hadn't been slow on the uptake, either: Not to the (frankly) insane degree as her new partner, but she'd directed her efforts... elsewhere.

She stood, the Greywash floating apart and parting around her like water around a stone, and raised her hands. The cockpit of her mech, her Balor, bloomed open, and the swarm of nanites drew her in. Her partner had learned everything immaterial that they could. She'd learned to pilot: To make a mech dance, to clamp onto an enemy, hold together against a storm of lead, reach through data, and drag systems to a screeching, screaming halt.

Anyone else would have been eviscerated by the Greywash of her mech: Their very molecules ripped apart to feed and fuel the Grey'.

She was not Anybody Else: She was Kassandra Kal'lai, and this was her Balor: Her swarm.

The aperture closed quietly behind her, and she sighed as she finally felt comfortable again, cradled in the heart of her mech as the Greywash folded and pressed itself around her. She curled herself into the seat and pressed her head to the back of her seat, listening to the soft thrum of the machine's reactor: The resting heartbeat of a half-awake colossus, humming a sleepy lullaby to her.

She sighed, closed her eyes, and fell.

"Goodnight, love."

And the silver sea embraced her, once again. "-GoodnightSleepTightDon'tLetTheEgregoreBite.-"

And all was silent and calm.

#Lancer RPG #Because sometimes a family #Is a trans hacker with anxiety #her curious-about-everything NHP partner #and the billions of nanomachines they have #Girl straight gazed into the Abyss #and the Abyss said #“Jeez you need a hug and a blanket” #and gave her some #NANOMACHINES~☆ #Because nothing solves problems like Grey Goo. #Transfem #and also coincidentally #transhumanism #I like the idea #of a caring Cascading NHP #Because sometimes #humans are nice to bugs #so why wouldn't something that sees humans as comparative insects #potentially #choose to be nice?

[blazeismyname]

I've been concocting a headcanon for The Mechanisms that I haven't worked all the details out for/haven't researched enough but I guess I should share.

The Mechanisms do retain wounds and scars. Just not a lot. Only wounds that will be engraved into who they are. Wounds that start and end chapters and wounds that give them their flaws and motivations. Also, the severity of how it stays (scars, stays open maybe?, bruises) is determined on how important the event is?

Again, haven't worked it out fully. But I think it could be an interesting concept? Like, Jonny has some sort of scar or forever bruise after Nastya leaves?

Feel free to add/debunk in comments or reblogs!

#the mechanisms #the mechs #headcanons #i like the idea #but im not all intelligent about the mechs #so there might be something in canon that disproves this #just #be polite about it if it is wrong #:)

[felizusnavidad]

what if i start a musical instagram account

#idk just a thought #bel is trying to make me do it ngl #i like the idea #should i tho? #but sincerely can you hear me?*

[corvidaeconundrum]

I am. Normal. Yeah.

#digital art #fanart #corvidae art #cof david #david leatherhoff #aom #aom david #zombie apocalypse #zombie apocolypse au #i guess #i like the idea #fuck you #*pulls new artstyle out of my ass* #vaguely inspired by Invader Zim- The 2000s- and over the garden wall #mildly #i love the style it has a crunch

[silvercrane14]

I'd do the evil art style thing but I can barely draw in my own art style so

#crane screams #i like the idea #i dont think im a good enough artist to do it tho

[judd-ah]

Gt zombie apocalypse

I apologize for the recent silence but! I have an idea,,,

Zombie apocalypse but it only effects the humans on the planet, not the giants. The infection just didn’t get to them and the human zombies aren’t able to break through the giants’ thick skin.

The giants then stepping into roles of protectors and trying to find and save as many humans as possible. They’d also be able to wipe out mass amounts of zombies at a time. So,, they’d be perfect.

An inter-size couple being able to live a semi normal life as if there isn’t a world wide catastrophe happening,,

Not sure why this popped into my head but,,, I find it a really cool idea and with a lot of potential

#giant/tiny #gianttiny #g/t #giant #giant tiny #tiny #gt #size difference #zombie #gt community #g/t community #gt imagines #g/t imagines #apocalypse #zombie apocalypse #somebody’s probably done this before #but idc #i like the idea

[godsofdeathloveoranges]

Ik a lot of people draw parallels between Mello and BB, so for that reason I'd like to propose the idea that A is visually similar to Near

#its my a/b headcanon and /I/ get to use it to parallel meronia #... ok i dont think a would be much like near in terms of personality but #listen. listen #i like the idea #beyond birthday #mello dn #near dn #a dn #a death note #my post #headcanon

[firerose]

Wait…..Guys crack theory time !!! ( As in you dont need to tel me that this is ridiculous or illogical because I know it is )

buuuuuut

what if Shin is Ventress and Quinlans daughter??

Ventress dies fighting Sidious

And quinlan goes into hiding/ dies after some time after the Empires fall

Maybe Baylans with him and Quinlan makes him promise to take care of his little girl…………………

#I like the idea #Of Shins parents being nobody #Important #more #buut #If she has to have known parents #Ventress would be an #Interesting choice #asajj ventress #quinlan vos #shin hati #ahsoka

[ellenchain]

"So I lie here, consumed with lust for the rest of the evening." Sorry first thing that came to mind. Regarding the groceries...do you know the small comic with, I think, a boy and a girl walking home after doing grocery shopping? The boy is carrying all the bags in two hands. The girl reaches out and wants to take half of the bags. Instead the boy transfers all bags to one hand so he can hold the girl's hand with the other. That, but Lucas and 47. Grocery shopping at its finest

Awww that is so cute 🥺 I know the comic and I love it. I'm sure Lucas is pissed off at first because "hello? I'm not a weak creature, give me bags!" but then 47's hand is better, so he stays silent

I just noticed that you didn't say who gets the hand and who carries the bags. I formally apologise for my stereotypes always shining through - of course the bag carrying alternates and both men get both bags and hands to hold

#I wanted to draw that #but I didn't find any time #maybe I will though in the next days #I like the idea

[kittycat-92]

#lackadaisy #daisyrune #ivy swatch #jevil freckle #spamrock #frepper #i think frepper doesnt exist in daisyrune lol #i just dont see it. it doesn't fit #also swatch being spam's father figure came out of my cousin #i like the idea #never thought of them that way though. to me swatch was like 'it is what it is' after the whole spamton situation #comics #meme #art

[calmboyl]

i had this idea,,

(original art by royaltea000 on tumbler aka here)

(they are a great artist)

#httyd books #hiccup haddock #hiccup horrendous haddock i #hiccup horrendous haddock ii #hiccup horrendous haddock iii #sketch idea #listen #i like the idea #so what of it self indulgent #idc #i deserve this little moment #okay #im slaying #httyd #hexenzirkel