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Wip for what was supposed to be an illustration for ectober month, but Uni had me by the collar, toes brushing the concrete and all
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Real -Chapter 1
Summary:
While hiding from his parents in Gotham, an ill-timed encounter with his neighbor, Jason, has Danny pretending to be his own twin. Fortunately for Danny, the more he pretends the easier it gets. Until he is not pretending at all. Or: Danny names a duplicate and via ghost logic, said duplicate ends up becoming real.
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Notes:
This story was written thanks to @jackdaw-sprite who commented on a Tumblr post a wrote asking what I should write next with "I haven't read nearly as many of your works as I'd like to before saying which ones I'd like to see continued, but there's one where Danny names a duplicate, and because of ghost logic, the duplicate becomes real. It feels like such a neat idea to play with!" So here I am writing a whole fic about it! Structurally, this is still very much half-fic outline with some important scenes written out. I'm not planning on expanding it beyond what it is. Still, I hope you enjoy the story. :) A note for readers, those here for the DC content especially: this is very much a Danny heavy fic. The focus will be on Danny and Jamie's relationship as the clone goes from just a duplicate without its own life, to a real person with his own identity. The Bats, Jason especially, will be present, and important for Jamie becoming his own person. But those relationships are definitely secondary to Danny and Jamie's.
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Death Is My Gift
Summary: When Danny becomes the personification of Death, his new powers are the least of his problems. Summoned as the fourth horseman of the apocalypse, Danny tries to sabotage it from the inside while also contending with the other three horsemen, the one who summoned him, and the knowledge that if he fails, he may have to help bring about the end of the world.
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Chapter 1: Still Dead - Thanks for Checking
“What the hell is that on your phone?” Sam asked, her tone dripping with derision.
Danny looked up from his screen and cocked his eyebrow. “What?” How could she see what was on his screen when she was on the other side of the table? Not that he had anything embarrassing on there, but look it wasn’t his fault that he messed up his Insta algorithm because he watched one video about large superheated copper balls melting through a telescope lens and now he couldn’t stop watching more of them. But still, how could she see it?
She gestured toward the back of his phone. “That sticker - what the hell is it?”
Understanding dawned on the usually clueless boy and his face brightened. “Oh, it’s my new sticker! Isn’t it great?” he preened as he moved his hand to the side so they could see the sticker in its full glory. He had been waiting for them to notice it, and somehow it took all the way until lunch for them to comment on it.
Tucker craned his neck around to see the purple coffin-shaped sticker plastered onto the back of Danny’s phone case. In white letters it read: “Still Dead. Thanks for checking.” Tucker snorted before he devolved into cackles. “Dude, that’s great!”
Danny grinned even wider. “Right? I thought it was too funny.”
“No, it’s stupid,” Sam argued, and her harsh attitude completely ruined the mood. “Danny, the less people associate you with death, the better.”
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Graveyard of Identities- Chapter 8
Summary:
Danny should feel lucky to be alive. After a month held captive by Vlad, barely remembering his life before, and nearly dying in his escape, he is finally safe, with friends in the Far Frozen. And yet, dread gnaws at him- a massive revelation at the edge of his consciousness, forgotten until the dead of night. It was a lie. All a lie. His past, his memories: all false. Amity Park, his friends and family: all real but… not his. The secret locks in his throat, unthinkable. He stays silent while the yetis welcome him as one of their own. But they do not know. And he can not tell them. He is not the Danny they think he is. He is not Danny at all.
Word Count: 6896
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Note: Hello lovely readers. I hope you enjoy this chapter. I'm really proud of it and excited to share it with you!
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Gothic horror Lolita! Kind of simplistic coloring, and I'm sure I'm going to look at it in two minutes and be like, augh, the errors, but. Time. Alas. XD
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Graveyard of Identities- Chapter 7
Summary:
Danny should feel lucky to be alive. After a month held captive by Vlad, barely remembering his life before, and nearly dying in his escape, he is finally safe, with friends in the Far Frozen. And yet, dread gnaws at him- a massive revelation at the edge of his consciousness, forgotten until the dead of night. It was a lie. All a lie. His past, his memories: all false. Amity Park, his friends and family: all real but… not his. The secret locks in his throat, unthinkable. He stays silent while the yetis welcome him as one of their own. But they do not know. And he can not tell them. He is not the Danny they think he is. He is not Danny at all.
Word Count: 6620
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scythe!!!
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Apologies for the long gap! If you follow me, you know it's because I went nuts with Jackdaw on a long oneshot this past week. But, in any case, here is the next part of my pollfic, the previous part of which can be found here.
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His impulse to approach the light was getting stronger. He needed to be somewhere else when it finally got too hard to resist. If that meant taking some risks, so be it.
There weren’t any places for him to land that would give him good access to the ceiling, so he was going to have to fly in human form. Joy.
He flew up, tracing out a jagged pattern to avoid the silent ghosts, high enough to touch the ceiling. He gritted his teeth, focusing.
Now.
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Wild kids and Monster parents ! :) Finally !! if you’re interested in buying originals, they’re all up on my shop :) http://veeshop.tictail.com/ (there’s also stickers on there ^^) follow me on my other places ! :) instagram https://instagram.com/violainebriat/ facebook https://www.facebook.com/allthebigadventures twitter https://twitter.com/veeakanoun
just reblogging this cuz I still love these little guys :)
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My second Lineart for Green with Envy might be a bit familiar— it’s the Lineart for one of my EctoImplosion pictures! I really liked this pic, so I’m excited to see how other people color it :)
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eight ecto nights: light
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It was kitty bed!
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here goes the art for @lexiepiper 's fourth oneshot!! this one was very fun i took a sort of minimalist approach :)
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People with low spoons, someone just recommended this cookbook to me, so I thought I'd pass it on.
I always look at cookbooks for people who have no energy/time to do elaborate meal preparations, and roll my eyes. Like, you want me to stay on my feet for long enough to prepare 15 different ingredients from scratch, and use 5 different pots and pans, when I have chronic fatigue and no dishwasher?
These people seem to get it, though. It's very simple in places. It's basically the cookbook for people who think, 'I'm really bored of those same five low-spoons meals I eat, but I can't think of anything else to cook that won't exhaust me'. And it's free!
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Fic Author Self Rec
I have... been tagged. By one @jackdaw-sprite (thank)
When you get this, reply with your 5 favourite fics that you've written. Then pass it on to five other writers. Spread some self love.
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Today is the last page of Obverse & Reverse! I've been working on this arc since 2019, wow! Thanks for reading everybody!
Starting next Monday, I will be running Reader Questions every weekday until the comic returns! The hiatus might be a little long, I have a LOT of work to do before I'm ready for the next chapter!
Thank you for reading Skin Deep!
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not going down without a fight