The Final Product!

It had been a week since Danny had run away. Jazz has been looking for him since the night that his powers short circuited in front of the entire town. Now, 7 and a half days later, Jazz found Danny on a floating island, with a dark castle with a night sky full of stars and a bright moon.

Danny changed a lot in the week that he was missing. A purple and black gale you replaced his hair, a slight wave to it. His usual t-shirt and jeans were missing, instead he had an almost royal appearance. Dark purple dress pants, a dark blue long sleeve button up shirt, and a pair of black vans. His complexion was brighter and the bags under his eyes were almost gone. His arms and stomach seemed fuller, like he was properly eating. All in all, he seemed almost like a different person.

“Danny?” Were the first words that were uttered from the mouth when her brother came into view. Shock passed through his face, and a shaky smile followed. “You look different. Healthy! And,” she took a slow spin around the castle they were in. “This is amazing.”

His smile softened, as he gently chuckled.

“Thanks. I guess this is sort of my layer, now. Everything just grew around me, anything I could imagine happen, right before my eyes.”

Jazz started to make her was up the stone steps, continue to talk to her brother.

“I’m sorry about what happened in Amity, Danny. You didn’t deserve what happened, if I would have stopped-”

Danny had raised his hands, almost to defend himself, and began to back away.

“No, it’s fine, really. It’s not your fault. You should start heading home. Really.” He had his hands awkwardly around in his pockets, an unsure look on his face. Jazz stopped walking, surprise in her voice.

“But I just found you.” Another step. Danny looked more nervous.

“But you don’t belong with ghosts. You belong with humans, in Amity.” Jazz's eyebrows furrowed. What did he mean by that.

“What are you talking about, so do you. You’re not-” She had stared up the steps again, set on getting to her brother.

“No, I belong here. In a place where I can live my life without endangering the people I love.” Danny looked directly into Jazz’s eyes at those words. A thought occurred to Jazz, something that she had been wondering about for a while.

“Danny,” another step forward, another step backward. “Danny, we were so close before everything. Why are we not anymore?” A frown rested on Danny’s lips, answer lost on him. Jazz crept talking. “We don’t have to be this was anymore. We can have the same relationship as when we were kids.”

Behind Danny’s eyes, scenes played like a projector. The moment where he almost killed his older sister. ‘Catch me!’ ‘Hold on!’ ‘JAZZ!’

“No.” Danny wrapped his arms around himself protectively. “We can’t. Goodbye Jasmine.” Danny began to walk upstairs. Jazz stood shocked for a moment. Danny never used her full name.

Jazz started up the, calling after him.

“Danny, wait!” Danny grabbed himself tighter.

“No, I’m just protecting you.” Jazz was running up the steps, Danny much faster.

[Jazz:]You don't have to protect me I'm not afraid

Please don't shut me out again,

Please don't slam the door

You don't have to keep your distance anymore

'Cause for the first time in forever

I finally understand

For the first time in forever

We can fix this hand in hand

We can head back to town together

You don't have to live in fear

'Cause for the first time in forever,

I will be right here

They were upstairs now, a large room with a balcony. It had a perfect view of all of the stars, and the bright moon. He turned around to meet Jazz’s gaze when she got up the steps.

[Danny:]Jazz,

Please go back home, your life awaits

Go enjoy the sun and pursue your fate

[Jazz:]Yeah, but -

Danny put his hands up in defense again, backing away to the door, turning around to open it.

[Danny:]I know

You mean well, but leave me be

Yes, I'm alone, but I'm alone and free

Just stay away and you'll be safe from me

Pale light hitting his face made Danny close his eyes. Jazz walked up behind him, as Danny continued. When she got to him, he backed away more and walked be into the room.

[Jazz:]Actually we're not

That got Danny’s attention. He turned around, eyebrows scrunched.

[Danny:]What do you mean you're not?

[Jazz:]I get the feeling you don't know

[Danny:]What do I not know?

Jazz wring her hands in each other, nervous of his reaction.

[Jazz:]Amity’s being invaded by… ghosts

[Danny:]What?

Shock was present on his face. He didn’t mean for that to happen. Danny didn’t even know he could do that.

[Jazz:]You've kind of created little void demons… everywhere.

[Danny:]Everywhere?

[Jazz:]It's okay, you can just stop them

[Danny:]No, I can't, I - I don't know how!

Danny was getting flustered, and every time that happened, something bad happened. Jazz needs to leave, it just get away from him. Why didn’t she understand, why does she keep following him?

[Jazz:]Sure you can! I know you can!'Cause for the first time in forever,

[Danny:]Oh I'm such a fool, I can't be free!

Darkness was starting to creep up on Danny, slowly suffocating him. Around the Fenton siblings, it was starting to get darker, harder to see and think. There was a mass of darkness starting to condense around Danny, almost like a twister of black.

[Jazz:]You don't have to be afraid

[Danny:]No escape from the storm inside of me!

He was looking down at his hands. It was there flat that he was in this position in the first place.

[Jazz:]We can work this out together

[Danny:]I can't control the curse!

Controls your emotions. Controls you powers. Don’t feel them. Don’t feel them.

[Jazz:]We'll reverse the storm you've made

[Danny:]Ohhhh, Jazz, please, you'll only make it worse!

He was rubbing on his sleeves, rubbing his hands together, and doing anything to keep calm. It was so hard, though. This was what he was afraid of.

[Jazz:]Don't panic

[Danny:]There's so much fear!

Tears were sliding down his face, but he didn’t feel then. He could only feel the pressure in his chest, in his core. She was never going to understand, why was she trying so hard to?

[Jazz:]We'll make the sun shine bright

[Danny:]You're not safe here!

Get away from her before you hurt her. Get away before she ends up like before.

[Jazz:]We can face this thing together

[Danny:]Oh!

[Jazz:]We can change this dark teather

[Danny:]AHHHHH…

The dark was getting to be too much on Danny. He was going to explode. He needed to do something, or it was going to start eating him from the inside.

[Jazz:]And everything will be alright...

[Danny:]I CAN'T!

A mass of black magic ricocheted from his body, hitting everything in the vicinity. Jazz was struck, and felt the immediate sensation of fear starting to grip at her heart, causing her to gasp out.

Danny had a small sigh of relief, a pressure lifted off of his core, ever so lightly. He heard Jazz gasp out behind him, and turned his head to see her gripping her chest, her heart, and curling in on herself.

“Jazz?”

What do you mean I haven’t done anything in over a year? Heh, that’s….crazy

Anyway, I’ve been playing DnD with my friends, and I’m in love with my character. So…

My child, Erza.

(X)

" You artists are panicking over nothing! No one is gonna steal your job just like photography didn't kill it! It's just a tool!"

....

-living struggling artists have their specific art made into AI and people are already buying AI reproductions of their style.

-There are already popular youtubers using AI pictures to illustrate their videos instead of hiring an artist.

- Publishing companies are making statements about having bought AI pictures for bookcovers without knowing.

But yeah sure, we are "worried for nothing."

Have a sneak peek at my latest project! I honestly love the design I made, and hope you all like it too

2 am crack time!!!!

So, I was thinking about How To Eat Fried Worms (2006) and how the main bully (what’s his face- Joe?) and Bakugou are kind of the same(?) Like, they bully someone weaker then them because they, to feel weak, Jow with his older brother, Bakugou with his whole ‘I realize I can’t beat everyone and that makes me mad’ shdick.

And the more I thought about it, the more I started thinking about the Bakusquad and Joe’s little gang, and then !BOOM! I had the thought. HTEFW x BNHA

Thank you to my 2 am thoughts, now I am going to stair at my ceiling till I pass out, or until I can find my art ability again

This is the only day you can reblog this.

On this day, May 21st, Philip Wittebane started recording his journey through the Boiling Isles.

"My journey through the Demon Realm is far from over. But today I humbly donate my journal to the ages. Entry One: May 21…I think. My Name is Philip Wittebane."

Day 3 of 6: Hunter

How do people just bust out this bad-sad boy’s hair? I spent a good five minutes on his long strand in the front alone.

In other news, Hunter may look kind of funny with half of his arm missing, but it will look better when Gus is added, I promise! I also changed my style slightly between when I last posted, but I think the more simple style is nice, more cartoon-esk.

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Literally so fucking creative. Love when people add culture to a media

some lore pages ive made on abomination magic and hexside school respectively!