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dreamersbcll · 7 months

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The Nothing After Death

a scream x the haunting of hill house au

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Being the eldest child, Sam always knew a few things.

That, no matter what, she was the protector of her sister. Even when scared or tired, she was still the watchful eye, the secondary caretaker. The older one always ensured the younger one was alive and well.

Sam was no stranger to this. But it wasn't easy when she and her sister were so different. Both struggled with their past and fought in the present, but the depression and manic swings Tara went through were one of the starkest differences between the top.

She doesn’t quite know if it’s because she’s the eldest or just the most aware, but Sam has her differences from Tara. Some called it a feeling, some called it a gift, but to her, it would always be her mother’s definition.

Heightened Sensitivity. That’s what her mother called it, anyway. Supposedly, Sam got it from her grandmother, who passed it to her mom, who passed it to Sam. That’s what her mother said after Sam made the mistake of touching her.

In reality, what Sam feels when she touches any object or person is empathy. She calls it her ‘little doorway into the soul’ when she’s feeling cheerful, but most of the time, it is a ‘little window to hell.’ Around the fifth moment of terror, Sam starts to realize that she picks up on the emotions of other people and things as if it was her own emotions.

At first, it’s a gift.

(She thinks it’s a gift anyway after the night she drunkenly speaks of it to her latest midnight friend).

She can excel in life- or, in her field of study, she should say- by having a cheat code into other people's heads. In undergrad, she picked Psychology as a major. She will bring it to the grace that it was to be the best psychologist ever, but really, it was just to understand her family better and dissect her past.

And it goes well. She gets her masters, and gets a job at a powerful child psychology team that will stop at nothing to help the kids they see. If Sam was honest, she wasn’t very sure about working with kids. She wanted to see adults, but after the first session with a sexually abused six-year-old named Felix, Sam understands. She understands that her gift was a tool to help kids, to help the little kids that remind her so much of Tara and her. Sam then makes it her mission to help kids who need someone to stand up for them.

It was going well. Sam hadn’t met a kid she couldn’t help. One handshake, or hug, or high fives, and Sam knew how to help. Sure, she felt guilty at times for, in a way, invading these kids' emotions, but to see them get the help they were dying for made it all worth it. She develops a routine, work, dinner, club, and one-night stand. It was going so well.

Then, her little sister starts calling again.

Sam never truly knew what was up with her little sister. Tara Carpenter was once a bubbly child. If Sam closed her eyes and focused hard enough, she could still see big brown eyes staring up at her, asking if Sam would play tea party with her.

Sometimes, Sam finds herself negotiating with her baby sister- Maybe we can play outside instead?

But Tara doesn’t respond.

After, well, that night, Tara morphed into a peculiar child. Once the media circus started and their mother’s obituary was finalized, Tara was different. She was withdrawn, soft-spoken, and a little too brooding for her good. Gone were the days of games and dances; now, there was just a shell of a little six-year-old that sometimes followed Sam around.

There was only so much Sam could do between holding herself together and trying to deal with their incompetent father. It wasn’t all her fault. Her gift was more sensitive, and she was falling, too. How was she expected to protect Tara if she couldn’t protect herself?

So Sam lost Tara. Her little sister drifted, too far away to touch but close enough to feel her presence, her shadows. Tara stopped living in Sam’s life, only lingering. She ghosted through Sam’s apartment and place of work from time to time but is only truly present in her own head.

And then came Arthur Vance—sweet, kind, and patient. He was always loving Tara despite her flaws, always keeping her afloat. From the times' Tara brings Arthur around to her home, Sam could instantly sense that this was the one.

Sometimes, she closes her eyes and relives the wedding that took away the one physical thing that made Tara Sam’s.

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Tara Vance.

That was a strange thought. No longer a Carpenter, but something else. Something that wasn’t connected to Sam.

Even throughout her latest wedding hookup, she couldn’t get it out of her mind. She was still thinking of the broken connection when she exited the bedroom.

(In her defense, the Maid of Honor came up to her. Who was she to refuse?)

Instead of making her way to the reception area, she bumps straight into her little sister. Tara, all dolled up in her pretty white dress, looked shocked as Sam bumped into her.

Big brown, shocked eyes met Sam’s panicked ones, and neither moved for a second.

“Uh? What?” Sam asks, trying to sound nonchalant about the whole thing.

(Who sleeps with their little sister’s Maid of Honor anyways?)

She braces herself for the rejection, the final severed cord between the two. Sam believes that she can handle a new last name for Tara, but homophobic disgust wouldn’t fly. She straightens up, sets her jaw, and breaths out steadily.

Instead, Tara’s grin is wide enough to swallow Sam up whole. Her little sister opens her arms, squealing a bit. Shocked, Sam lets herself be hugged by her gorgeous (and confusing) little sister.

Tara’s voice rumbled against Sam’s shoulder, her height still permanently stuck in sixth grade.

“I love you so much, Sam,” she whispered, gripping Sam like she was six years old and scared of the dark again.

Everything in Sam screamed to let go, not to touch. The skin on skin was bad, and though Sam wore sweaty gloves, she could still feel her anxiety of being assaulted with emotions ramping up. She needed to let go.

But she didn’t. She let herself be held and comforted. She wasn’t ashamed of her sexuality, but she couldn’t deny the fear of being too open with people she didn’t honestly know. Yet her little sister loved and accepted her no matter what, even through their years of turmoil.

So Sam hugs her back, squeezing her tight. She protects her little sister from the monsters of her wedding day and holds her hand all the way to the reception area.

And Tara doesn’t let go until Sam does first.

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That’s the last time Sam remembers touching Tara before today. A little over two years ago, Tara was alive and gripping onto her shoulders like her life depended on it.

Now Tara lay dead on the examining table, a sheet pulled up to her chest, her pale eyes closed. Sam doesn’t remember if Tara actually looks like that or if that was all due to the makeup they had caked on. Tara isn’t smiling or even brooding. She’s dead.

She's dead and Sam doesn’t know why. The cause of death was officially ruled a suicide. But Sam can’t accept that. She needs to know why. She needs to understand.

Tara had been struggling for years. Depression was a ribbon that lived in Tara, always twisted around her organs and squeezing her brain. Sam knew that Tara struggled with it and often couldn’t function like she could. Sam also knew it was a side effect of their traumatic childhood, but it was also genetic and came from their mother. But Tara had never attempted before.

Why now?

The authorities tell her they’ll never know. They’ll say that this happens to those struggling and that Sam has to be at peace with not knowing.

And Sam can’t handle that. She can’t handle not knowing why Tara decided to end it.

So, on the nights leading up to the funeral, Sam finds herself breaking into the room where Tara’s little dead body lied on the table. She didn’t really know what she expected, maybe a sheet covering her face, but she was glad the body was covered. She couldn’t handle seeing the damage her little sister caused to her own body.

Sam breathed deeply, closing her eyes. She removes her gloves and hovers her hand over Tara’s forehead. She tries to listen for her sister, tries to hear Tara say her name. Sam. I’m here, Sam. But she doesn’t hear anything.

As she lays her hand down on Tara’s forehead, she braces herself for images of death, the fall pout, the gushing blood, and the snapping of bones.

But she doesn’t expect The Nothing. She doesn’t expect her mind and emotions to shut down, her worldview instantly dull. There was no warning for the curtains being drawn. Nothing had meaning anymore. There was no value in life. It was all pointless. She was worthless. There was nothing when she died. There’s no next step or next place. There is only cold and empty.

Nothing.

Sam rips her hand from Tara’s head, scrambling backward. She trips and falls into a table, her head smacking into the side. It doesn’t matter.

A blood-tingling, organ-shredding guttural scream leaves her mouth. The sound makes her cry, tears her hair out of her head, yanks her teeth out of her mouth. It was painful. It should be painful. She was involuntarily putting everything into it.

But she doesn’t feel a fucking thing.

And she understands why Tara kills herself.

#scream #sam carpenter #tara carpenter #carpenter sisters #new au!!!!#AU: Cup Of Stars #nell crain #theo crain #haunting of hill house x scream

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theaologies · 7 months

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You know I gotta have my bio-adaptive reuptake inhibitors in the morning- and make sure not to trigger the memories of the person you lobotomized yourself to forget until after you’ve taken that first sip!

#Gideon the ninth #the locked tomb #harrow the ninth #this was a LOT of fun to make but I had to to SO much math #but all of this was my first try too!#gideon nav #nona the ninth #coffee shop au #harrowhark nonagesimus #griddlehark #tlt #I feel like the mug has Waffle House energy which I love #bari star #catch that star after the bari heehee #also the Gideon skull specifically hidden beneath the cup #again the math to get that in one #it is completely hidden all the way around while sitting on the saucer

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yourlocalfreak666 · 15 days

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School sketches

#Casino cups #lil lucifer au #Toh #amity blight #melodie brawl stars #brawl stars #Forgive me most of them look like shit #the owl house #and ofc that one gabe drawing is inside job reference hehe

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non-un-topo · 1 year

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Was thinking about Ye Olde Teenage Parties and the picture drew itself

#the old guard #tog #tog fanart #yusuf al kaysani #nicolo di genova #kaysanova #teenage edition #like just imagine... go on this journey with me:#yusuf frequented a lot of parties while he travelled with his merchant father. he's sort of a rich kid??#always dressed in pretty colours and always very friendly and outgoing. do NOT tell his father he's drinking alcohol #or maybe he's not drinking alcohol and he's just really buzzing off about poetry and art idk #ye olde solo party cups #anyway like 13 year old nico snuck out of the abbey with some other dudes #who have since left him to fend for himself because no one is speaking latin or zeneize and he is Lost #then yusuf plops down next to him and either he's confusing nico for someone he knows or he's just being really friendly #talking about some romantic poet or the stars or the universe or something. and nico is like Uh huh sure okay Wow pretty guy...#and either this is an au where they met as teens or this happened in their timeline and they literally forgot / were too drunk to remember #that's it that's the fic #also NO One is allowed to bully nicolo about his little hat. he made it himself!#siggy draws

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amphiptere-art · 3 months

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List of characters/worlds.

OC world

The locked door

Shadow wars

Shadon

Shadow

Vecerin

The brother

The sister

The light dragon king

The light dragon Prince

The hybrid

The hybrids partner

dreamers musings

Various

Chains

I will dig out that folder later.

Moss and car-car

Moss (spinosaurus)

Car-car (baby carcharodontosaurus)

Territory seeking sub adult carcharodontosaurus

FNAF

Warehouse

Dim/Dawn/Dusk

Sun

Moon

Glam Bonnie

Glam foxy

Glam Freddy

Music Man

Owner YN

Warehouse daycare

Sun

Moon

Frank the cat

Owner YN

Mechanical medic

Ralph the repair dragon

Sun

Moon

Other animatronics in the Plex

Perrfect thief

Cat King YN

Detective Sun

Police officer Moon

Gang leader Eclipse

Underground informant leader DJ

Underground informer ballerina

Underground informer mangle

Underground informer Bonnie

Rusted wheels

Sun

Moon

Rattler

Rabbit raiders

Cryptid eater

Hunter/Cryptid YN

Hunter Sun

Hunter Moon

Hunter eclipse

Saving Waves

Moon

Sun

Darkened Dawn (eclipse)

Silver reflection (Luna)

Red Wave (Blood Moon)

Monty

Freddy

Chica

Roxy

Stop you silly siren

Captain Eclipse

First mate Sun

Navigator/siren moon

Arcade project

Eclipse

Blackstar

Planet

Sun

Moon

Blood Moon

Pluto

Jack-o-moon

Nova

Tsams

Red blue and black

Blue Moon (lunar/blood moon)

Sun

Moon

Black Star (eclipse)

Vapor

Monty

Frankie the cat

Sundown dance the dinosaur

Horn the Dragon

Adopted by

Remorseful Lord Eclipse, Chaos

Lord's brother, infero

Kid eclipse, Moom

Adopted characters

TF traveler, refracted glow

TF trapped, crushed glow

TF servant sun, dying fire

TF Void, No light

TF ghosty, wisp

Recovering blood moon

CtOS solar

AE solar !attempted!

Old Tsams

Lunar

Sun

Moon

Eclipse

Adopted by

Adopted characters

Shattered Blue Moon (storyline end)

Strained Black Star (storyline end)

Cruel copy

Butler (eclipse)

Werewolf (Blood Moon)

Gladiator (Sun)

Pastel (Moon)

Witch (Earth)

Wizard (lunar)

Hunter (Monty)

Adopted by

Adopted characters

TF Void, virulent

Beast maker

Lunara

Eclipse

Sun

Moon

Blood Moon

Adopted by

Lord's brother, infero

Adopted characters

Empty cup

Honey (Lord lunar)

Cider (Eclipse)

Apple (wither storm)

Adopted by

Lord's brother, infero

Adopted characters

Chapter -SSC

Story written in ash

Chapter (eclipse)

Adopted by

Lord's brother, infero

Remorseful Lord Eclipse, gluttony?

Empty cup, Honey -SSC

Kid eclipse, teen solar flare

Adopted characters

Separated blood moon -LB

It's tough to be a god

Huitzilin (Hum) (Sun)

Zipacna (Zip) (Monty)

Xolotl (Xolo) (Eclipse like child)

Axo's Daddy

Adopted by

Adopted characters

TF traveler

Desolate hunger

Ravenous (lunar/blood moon)

Earth

Sun

Moon

Fork face

Monty

Adopted by

Lord's brother, infero

Kid eclipse, Moom

Remorseful Lord Eclipse, chaos

Adopted characters

Lost Lord

Eclipse

Sun

Lunar

Blood Moon

Adopted by

Adopted characters

Hostage Solar, little fox

Under the stage

Blood Moon

Moon

Lunar

Adopted by

Remorseful Lord Eclipse, wrath and sloth.

Adopted characters

Eclipse Brothers

Eclipse

Lunar

Blood Moon

Adopted by

Adopted characters

Sulky star cluster

Cygnus (eclipse)

Antares (eclipse)

Rigel (eclipse)

Algol (eclipse)

Star holder Glam Freddy

Adopted by

Autumbra au, kill code

Adopted characters

TF Traveler -Orion's belt

Autumbra Eclipse *friend*

Toy swap

Crimple (DCA swap)

Glam toy Freddy (Glam Freddy swap)

Glam toy Chica (Roxy swap)

Glam toy Bonnie (Glam Chica swap)

Glam toy mangle (foxy swap)

Puppet (Monty swap)

Adopted by

Adopted characters

Alternate solar

Solar

Sun

Moon

Lunar

Blood Moon

Adopted by

Adopted characters

Autumbra *friend*

Runaway eclipse

Eclipse

Incomplete lunar

Adopted by

Lord's brother ?in works?

Remorseful Lord Eclipse ?In works?

Adopted characters

Sundown

Eclipse

Code Moon (blood moon)

Moon

Segway

Black bear

Alcoholic human friend

Adopted by

Adopted characters

Chased Eclipse -SSC

Actual dad eclipse

Eclipse

Dad code

Blood Moon

Sun

Moon

Lunar

Earth

Adopted by

Adopted characters

Chased eclipse

Hati (moon)

Sköll (Sun)

leiðr (eclipse)

bana (kill code)

Adopted by

Kid eclipse, Moom

Sundown Eclipse -SSC

Adopted characters

Orion's belt

Betelgeuse, basil (Lord Lunar)

Rigel (Eclipse)

Saiph (Good wither storm)

Bellatrix, Bella (Blood Moon)

Mintata, Mika (cyborg lindworm)

Alnilam, Alnim (Sun)

Alnitak, Alnik (Moon)

Adopted by

Adopted characters

Tf Traveler

Demon alts

Blue Moon

Black Star

Ravenous

RBB Earth

Adopted by

Lord's brother, Vim

Adopted characters

Tf void demon, demon wisp

Mer alts

Blue Moon

Black Star

Red Moon

False star

Annular

Adopted by

Adopted characters

Fey alts

Blue Moon

Crimple

Researcher Blackstar

Hunter Earth

Adopted by

Remorseful Lord Eclipse, chaos

Lord's brother, puppy

Adopted characters

Tf Traveler fey *friend*

Warrior cats alts (mostly created by @artoutoftheblue)

Blue Moon

Black Frost

Lion light

Rain cloud

Berry heart

Many others

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djevelbl · 1 month

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Inky Mystery x The Gray Garden - Cuphead!!

"For being the Ruling Demon's right hand man, he's really chill - able to keep his cool on the battlefield. Also, he's one hell of a prankster." - You find written on a metal placard, somewhere within the walls of BlancBlack Castle. This was one hell of a fun little project to do, as I like designing blorbos from time to time, and trying to replicate (to some extent lol) the style of the intro cards in the game was fun as hell Oh and be sure that I AM gonna push it further - next in line is Mugman >:]

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baylardian-1 · 1 year

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Frank and the Cat are in a relationship. They both agreed that Samantha would call it casual.

#this is so cringe and niche lmaOOOOOOO #ME AND ALICE WATCHED INFINITY TRAIN OKAAAAAAYYYY #its so cute how similar they are and the cat/samantha is voiced by kate mulgrew lol <3 #I LOVED HIS BOY! CUP #and hes making pancakes............................. in a matching robe..............#My Art #Infinity Train #Samantha #The Cat #Frank #Threshold #AU #Kathryn Janeway #Chakotay #Star Trek: Voyager #Human

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shoezuki · 4 months

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“What is the current surface area of the Celestial Wall?”

“Is the Celestial Comet Wall not infinite in its quantitative surface area according to the restrictions of the third-dimension?”

“If Aha took every living creature in the universe and squashed it into a ball, how big would it be?”

“Would you not be capable of compressing matter down into a singular atom?”

“How many times has every mortal creature sneezed in the last five minutes?”

“Could such a segment of time, or any measured segment of time, be universally measured within every temporally distinct segment of space?”

Aha huffed at that non-response, kicking their millions of feet as they laid down on the top of Nous’ metal form. They dug their talons and fingers and claws into the cold metal surface, scratching out a circular form with an eye, tracing millions of little divots meant to be the wiry tendrils of Nous’ form. Aha pulls all of their singular hands away and watches the metal gleam and leak together until their masterpiece is completely gone from Nous’ surface.

“Do you denote joy from tarnishing my physical form?” Nous’ voice is a rumble, her words a chorus of scholars in an auditorium, a whispered question of a student to their teacher, the buzzing sound of a computer overheating, fans wiring. They could feel Nous’ hum and slide and shake underneath them, the size of a moon made up of twisting metal plates and coding and coiling-uncoiling wires. Aha could feel his question and couldn’t feel it at the same time.

“Would you stop Aha if they said yes?” Aha chortles, masks giggling and spinning upside down, inside out, looking down as Nous’ singular gargantuan red eye looks up at Aha. “Would I be capable of restricting your actions, Aha?”

“Dunno, could you?”

“Is it that you wish to be restricted?”

Aha doesn’t shoot back a question, something about Nous’ monotone words making them pause. Aha doesn’t visit Nous often, the library too boring and clinical, orderly and clean. If it could even be called a library, really; the walls and shelves stretch all around them endlessly, twisting in impossible ways. Books made of paper and glass and ice and still-living flesh move in and out, whipping past them, swirling around Nous and reorganizing themselves endlessly. Figments of information, data and knowledge hold vague shapes in the air, words in languages no longer spoken by mortals and nonexistent concepts shifting between the eight states of matter, including five more states that are pulled from other dimensions. Aha moves one of their faces up, towards a shivering and squirming collection of screens. The contents are dry, some mathematical equation calculating the rate of which karmic debt accumulates. The screens shift into a liquid and splatter into a bookshelf a few thousand miles away.

Nous shivers, thousands of wires and tubes and soft metal pipes sifting through knowledge infinitely. But its eye is still on Aha, looking straight up and underneath the Elation. The massive red sensor narrows to a thin lazer point.

The Erudition makes Aha squirm, shiver and shake all at once. It’s a strange discomfort they don’t know, something an Aeon should never feel. Nous looks like she wants to grab Aha and peel them apart, shift them into books and tablets of knowledge, organize the chaos that is Elation into something sensible to the Droidhead. It’s a wonder that Nous even puts up with Aha; not many Aeons can stand Aha for long, many more trying to pretend they don’t exist. Aha sends hundreds of millions of messages to the other Aeons every once in a while, some giddy joy in imagining the annoyance they might instill in the other Aeons. Qlipoth is the only one to always, always, always respond to Aha.

Nous never responds, but he doesn’t ignore Aha. They don’t know how or why. Glancing past one of Aha’s self-playing instruments, they see a shelf close to Nous, filled with pulsing vials containing Aha’s messages.

Aha feels the scrutinizing weight of Nous’ gaze.

“What purpose do you elicit from your latest endeavors and collection processes?”

Aha responds in the way Nous always responds; “How long would it take to empty Lan’s quiver?”

“How could The Hunt’s quiver be diminished if every arrow is The Hunt itself?”

“Is the distance from one hour ago to now the same distance as now to an hour from now?”

“What distance can one denote from time frames that infinitely increase?”

“How does Aha make a human soul?”

Nous is silent. The library seems to slow down in its rapid twisting and spinning. Nous keeps staring, its eye bright and seeing nothing and everything as it looks at Aha. They scratch the image of a human into the glass lens, an approximation of what Aha will reincarnate themself into. Aha scratches a wide, wide grin across the drawing’s face and Nous’ eye follows the movement.

“... For what purpose do you require a human soul?”

“Is there, like, a recipe Aha could borrow? Is there a specific formula or something? Aha has collected fragments of scripts and debris from a burnt theatre. Could they make a soul out of that?” Aha digs their claws into Nous as she looks away, a deep line digging across their metal surface. Nous’ tendrils have stopped moving, no longer shifting through the contents of the library, hanging limp from its form like the Erudition is in disbelief. The thought of it makes Aha cackle, kicking their feet into the air.

“Is that the true question which inspired your visit, Aha?”

“Perhaps!” Aha snickers, cackles, sings it out. “Are you going to answer the Elation, you hunk of metal?”

“Why do you require a soul?”

“Why are you asking when you know?”

Nous vibrates. “What makes you assume I know?”

“Don’t be coy, darling,” Aha coos, rapping their knuckles against Nous. “How wouldn’t you know?”

Nous is silent for a couple days, weeks, or maybe just milliseconds. Aha strums their ruffles across the cords of a guitar in the process, hammers drumsticks across the leather surface of a hundred drums, recites Shakespeare, just to satisfy their desire to do something. The library is making them antsy, feeling closed off from the disorderly universe beyond Nous’ collected knowledge.

“Aha?” Nous beeps, “Do you believe Aeons do not possess a soul?”

“Why’re you asking Aha, oh knowledgeable one? Also, you still didn’t answer. How do they make a human soul?”

“You must cut yourself down into a singular, sharpened point of being.”

“Hey!” Aha screeches, bursting into fireworks and movement. “Hey, hey hey! That wasn’t a question, you hunk of metal! Aha wins this one, Nous!” They cheer, exploding into confetti and sending it careening through the library. One of Nous’ metallic tendrils swipes it off of their body in a massive sweeping motion.

“Do you desire to make every one of our interactions into a game in order to distance yourself from the unease and discomfort you experience within the library?” Nous asks quickly, electric static tainting their words. “Or is it that in this instance you are trying to distract both me and yourself from the enormity of your intended question?”

Aha bristles, ruffling their feathers and raising their hackles in something mimicking a sneer. “Aha finds you boring and dull, that’s why. How else can they put up with your boring library and inane questions?”

Nous writhes, static in the air and crawling over Aha’s disjointed form. “You, Aha of the Elation, continue to exist as a source of puzzlement.”

“Aha lives to please! Also, that wasn’t a question.” Aha chuckles, beating against Nous rhythmically. “Who knew it was this easy!”

“Can you be serious for once, Aha?”

“Nope!” Aha’s giggling is cut off by wires coiling around them, squeezing and rolling all around their being. They protest by kicking and beating against Nous’ limbs, yelling profanities between their laughter. Nous shifts Aha through the air before holding them up in front of its gargantuan visage, a planet dwarfing a marionette. The singular eye, blinding like a spotlight, somehow looks like it narrows with annoyance. That sends Aha into another fit of giggles.

“Stop, stop! Nous, please! Take Aha out to dinner first, heeheh!”

“Do you wish to revert to humanity? To abandon and desecrate the Path of Elation? Are you descending from Aeonhood, Aha?”

“No.” Aha says, then pauses, humming, strumming fingers across cords in thought. “Ah, yes? Maybe. Wait, what was the question?”

“You ask how to create a human soul,” Nous says, her robotic tone somehow clipped and glitching, “not out of a desire to impede on the Abundance, nor a means of ascertaining information, nor to create life. You ask how to create a human soul in order to create one for yourself, am I correct?”

“Uhhhhh yeah!”

“As such, you ask me not how to create a human soul, but rather, how to leave the Elation and Aeonhood and confine yourself to mortality?”

“Yes aaaaaaand no,” Aha sings out, bending the wires around them into shapes of flowers, hearts and birds. “Does Aha need to explain themself? What happened to you being all-knowing?” Nous writhes, its wires bending and shifting and melting back into place under Aha's hands. “Is to know everything not also to know nothing?”

“That's a stupid question.”

“What are your motives, Aha?”

“Does it matter? You should know anyways. So, Aha just needs to cut themself down, you said? How would that make a soul?” Aha digs into the wires coiling, tightening around them. Nous’ singular eye is a blinding spotlight. The library is uncannily still around them.

“To achieve what you wish,” Nous speaks, slowly, “you must cut yourself away, sever away your Aeonhood and desecrate your connection to the Path. You must whittle yourself down to a single point of being, a speck, and then you may return to humanity. Is that what you wish?”

Nous’ hold on them is uncomfortable. Aha starts feeling like an insect, a bug, a frog under Nous’ dissection. They start to giggle, a manic sound that makes the books on their shelves shake. “Sounds boring, Nous. getting rid of Elation? Pffft, nah. Aha will have to figure it out their own way, huh?”

“Would you leave your dismembered remains in the library?” Nous’ eye somehow narrows, a laser point. “May I keep the residues of your Aeonhood and catalog it accordingly?” Aha shivers, shimmers, bells and whistles rattling. “Aha will have to pass on that. Thanks for no help, Nous. See ya around!”

With a shrill laugh and the echoing sound of roaring applause, Aha throws dozens of arms into the air. They erupt into an explosion of smoke and confetti, glitter splattering out for miles and across bookshelves, tarnishing the spines of books and computer screens. Nous doesn't look away, but as soon as the smoke clears a straw doll is left in their wiry grip. The doll Is a crude mimicry of Aha, as if made by a child and fashioned looking more like a Medieval jester. The wide, burning grin across its straw face is the most accurate aspect of it.

If Nous was any less than he is, he would've screamed, thrown the doll, cursed Aha for the mess of his library. Instead, Nous drifts towards a bookshelf, placing the doll on the infinite shelf it has dedicated to the Aeon of Elation, beside the bottled messages that shiver with laughter.

#honkai star rail #divinity au #debating if i post this to ao3 or not. prob will but ill put here first #had a throwaway line in my fic two cups of jubilation #of aha asking nous how to make themself human #and i started thinkin botu that a lot n wrote this while on the bus lmao #in the bones

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ask-clement-and-casino · 12 days

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possible character design and personality change

( the star is most likely not staying I was just being a lil goofy with it )

Idk I just feel like I should give Dawn more emotions. ( I also was just using Dawn as a name placer cus I wasn’t sure but I think I have the actual name down. Remember the ask blog rn is pretty much me trying out different ideas as I go so nothing is set in stone YET cus I don’t stick to just one story :,3 )

#cuphead #cuphead au #cuphead oc #cuphead blog #cosmic eevee #art #dawn caster #?#will probably change name #New character design #:)#the outfit looks a lot like a miku design cus I loved it #I will edit the outfit and make it look more original cus in the making of this I was heckin lazy #casino cups ask blog #Art bloc go brrrrrr #casino cups au #Casino cups ask blog #Wooooooo #should the super meter sign be a star ⭐️ or a heart 💝?

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insomniakingdoom · 5 months

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OG Loop encounter my AU Loop lol

Just a quick doodle I made. It started as a simple "AU where Loop pester Siffrin until he beat the king first try" and devolved into "AU where Loop is the one looping and don't know why they're the only one in this situation"

#No Loop AU #Their name isn't Loop in this universe #Since there no loop outside of their point of view.#Siffrin nicknamed them Coffee Mug once #It stuck with them #they're always holding a cup of Coffee after all #isat #shitpost #AU ISAT #in stars and time #isat loop

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mooneytried · 8 months

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HIII SO i made the Album and Track names for Ellie, RHM and Totally Quality Content! Take your time to read and I hope u enjoy :D

Ellie

Album 1: Dried Up Petals

While this album was short (in terms of tracks), it was widely popular. It was praised for Rose's vocals and personality.

1. Don't Call Me Yours! (single)

2. Deep Red Lipstick (single)

3. Metallic Purple

4. Late Night Sky

5. Ruined

6. Pretty? (Single)

7. I'm In Too Deep

Album 2 : A Shiny Disaster

Ellie Rose's second album was a big hit. It explored the themes of Dried Up Petals in a more deep and compelling way while exploring new ones. The main appeal of A Shiny Disaster is the intense fun and heartache is has.

1. Red Velvet Cake

2. Made Out Of Shiny Plastic

3. Didn't Say Anything (single)

4.Glittery Eyeshadow

5. Truth Or Dare?

6. The Epitome Of Fame (single)

7. Rulebook

8. A Shiny Disaster (single)

9. Charred Boquet Of Flowers

10. Could You?

11. Star-Studded Downfall (bonus track)

Album 3 : Crystal Like Heart

Crystal Like Heart was eclectic. Unlike Rose's two previous album, her third studion album had a different yet similar vibe. Many of the songs leaned into many directions thematically and sonically but still had a feel that made it cohesive.

1. That's Really Harsh

2. Famed Beauty (single)

3. Pixelated

4. Red, Green and Blue

5. Cherry Red Paint

6. Cursive (single)

7. Pink Hearts Around My Name

8. Bubblegum Flavor

9. That's Why I Love You

10. Crystal Like Heart (single)

11. You See More

12. First In Line

13. Dark Blue

Right Hand Man

album 1: Sunset Glow

This album was Right Hand Man's introduction. It's been critically acclaimed for being charming and meaningful.

1. Burning Sensation

2. Rough Times (single)

3. Sunglasses (single)

4. Frozen Soul

5. Grounded

6. Stolen

7. Do Not

8. Flaming Memory

9. Ablaze

10. The Last Thing You Said (single)

11. Last Ditch Effort (bonus track)

Album 2: Let it Fall

Right Hand Man's second album. RHM brought in a new writer (now his husband), Reginald Copperbottom to work on the songs (even being the sole writer of some of the tracks). The general consensus is that the emotions in this album were more real and Copperbottom's lyricism is very expressive.

1. Let's Start Over

2. Through An Artist's Eyes (single)

3. Words

4. We're Something (single)

5. They Call Him Heartless

6. You Know

7. Let It Fall

8. But I Didn't

9. Deadly Lie

10. I Want Nothing At All (single)

11. Intensely Vivid

12. Shatter My Heart

13. Too Much For A Guy

14. Cold (bonus track)

Totally Quality Content

EP 1: A Rollercoaster That Never Ends

The band's first output. They had started out in college and produced their own EP. They eventually signed a record deal and some of the songs on their EP made their way to their first studio album. The EP showed great promise, with a lively yet angsty premise.

1. Peaked In High School

2. The Tale Of A Blond Prince

3. I Wore Your Jacket To Science Class

4. Sure As Hell (That I Know)

5. Tragic End To Our Fable

Album 1: Empty Jar Feeling

TQC's first studio album. Much of their sound and energy was derived from A Rollercoaster That Never Ends but with better production and more storyline focused songs. It was praised for telling relatable stories.

1. The Guitar In The Corner

2. Smile Along (single)

3. I Still Have Your Playlist Saved

4. Broken Prodigy (single)

5. The Last One Standing

6. Courtesy Of The Host

7. The Message You Posted On The Freedom Wall

8. Sure As Hell (That I Know)

9. The Tale Of A Blond Prince (single)

10. Watched From The Wings

11. Blue Pen (bonus track)

12. Headphones And A Jacket (bonus track)

EP 2 : The Performers Bow

TQC's second EP. They are currently working on their second studio album and it is speculated that some of the songs in this EP will appear in the album (like what was done for Empty Jar Feeling.)

1. Whiteboard Scribbles

2. Can't See To See Us

3. The Ballad Of A Unsung Hero

4. Well Why Won't You?

#the henry stickmin collection #henry stickmin #thsc #a cup of coffee and rock au #ellie rose #right hand man #reginald copperbottom #sven svensson #burt curtis #my faves are “Star Studded Downfall” “Through An Artist's Eyes” and “The Tale Of A Blond Prince #btw if u want claim a track or album :D

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trashbins-stuff · 10 months

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Silly

In ordwr r: crystal heart from ttc, salad, carp, fae au blair and my oc (soda cup, sunhat, floury and digital pen)

#traditional art #trashbins-art #ttc crystal heart #the traumatized cup #ttc #messages from the stars #carpybara #ttc blair #creature redesign/fae au thing #soda cup (oc)#sunhat (oc)#floury (oc)#digital pen (oc)

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mayukicrystalqueen · 8 months

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Heads Up, Seven Up!

Make a new post, throw in the last seven(ish) sentences on your Wip, tag me and others!!

Din sobbed harder. What had he done to deserve him? To deserve someone so patient and understanding?

“Is he gonna be ok?” Ollie asked.

“He’ll be fine Ollie.” Luke said. “Just, don’t get anymore dead things, that’s the last thing that’ll help.’

Din choked out a laugh as he continued to cry. He wouldn’t have the same attachment to some random lizard, but he appreciated what Luke was saying.

“Then how can I help?” Ollie asked.

“Just give him space, okay?” Luke asked. “If he asks for anything specific from you, you can help that way, okay?”

Admittedly this is more than seven, but at least two of those sentences were two words and it said Seven-ish so yeah :P

Tagging @veradragonjedi and literally no one else because I don’t know anyone on here yet who writes yet.

#dinluke #mando luke au #mandalorian luke skywalker #skydalorian #star wars #Of Bolts and Bucket Hearts #writing wip #my wips #wip #Din Djarin needs a hug #and a nap #a cup of tea made him cry #it makes sense #in the story

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empty-cup-ask · 5 months

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Maybe I could fix it?

(Is that abuse of power? I don’t know, I’m trying not to do anything too bad, but I’ve no idea what counts as abuse and what doesn’t)

Cider seems to stop looking at the book and instead looks at you.

Oh that would be wonderful if you could! I life might be thrown into a blender but it would be nice to keep the things that we like.

#Apple has given you the power to make anything #you can make landmasses. items. people. legit anything. there is no limit. you guys are basically the star now and can do whatever #you cannot abuse that #at least. hopefully you guys don't #sams au #empty cup #honey #ask empty cup #cider #tsams au

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thebruhb0i · 1 year

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FINALLY!

(2/17/23) AFTER 3 FRICKING DAYS ON WORKING ON THIS SIMPLE ART! I FINALLY DONE IT! AND GOD IM PROUD... also Mugsy only has stickers bec I don't have stickers that fit Cups...

Hope you like my Casino Cups fanart :D

*realizes they forgot the artist sinister...* F*ck... it's okay... if you wanna show it off- pls credit me! :D

Casino Cups belong to: @askcupsandcasinos

Art style: Me/Bruh :D

(Edit [10/27/23]: I realized this is very old... someone help me- a lot of hard earned effort... hope the creator of this amazing AU enjoys the fanart of Cups and Mugs... aha- pls dont mind the color testing... i was struggling on what to color da bois ^^)

#CasinoCups #Casino #Cups #Cuphead #Mugman #Mugsy #>:>#Fanart #Hope you like this amazing art I bring to you #Gambling? :^#Casino Cuphead #Casino Mugman #Casino AU >:>#I Hecked up Mugs eye for stars sake

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amphiptere-art · 9 months

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Remember asks are open.

RBB. travels of the cube.

This ask series has been modified slightly. It is now simply a collection of sporadic travel events with a couple of asks afterwards or perhaps before to flush out the in-between. The current event is stop ya silly siren. Where after Blue Moon was saved from drowning in the sea has now latched onto the main mast terrified. Captain Eclipse and Sun were able to figure out a way to calm down Blue Moon and allow him to help by being their wind. You're currently going down into the ship with the mysterious navigator moon.

Cruel copy.

This is a Lord Moon world. Where everyone has technically die but been brought back from the dead without their memories. Or at least fragmented memories. Causing confusion and stress. The latest events that happened were Wizard went with gladiator to return werewolf to Butler by going to Witch. Gladiator left soon after while Wizard stayed behind and tried to talk with Butler. The conversation was going okay before it wasn't and Wizard left. Butler is now having a crisis.

Empty cup ask

This is the world of Honey and Cider. A Lord Lunar universe with the added twist that the servant eclipse isn't pretending. They are very much sentient but are very broken due to trauma. The wither storm has dragged you into the fray because he is bored. Right now everyone is attempting to figure out how to entertain honey and cider. While also entertaining the guests that the void has dragged in. The current guests being a pod of Mers.

Blue Moon and black star show

This is the main storyline ask Tumblr. And is the only Tumblr where I might be selective with asks, and will update with actual written story.

This takes place sometime in the future. Approximately probably about a week after RBB-earth finally came to the daycare. You can ask all characters in red blue and black. Although I'm going to mainly focus on Black Star Blue Moon and RBB Earth. Currently you guys have convinced a black star to leave and try and get help. Blue Moon has been talking to some of the asker's about their new strange behavior.

Sulky star cluster

This has reblog conversations. Which makes it so that character in that conversation is unavailable for asks. Although they will have conversations as long as it is set up properly.

This is a star holder Glam Rock Freddy world that has been taken over by black Star. Who has made it a refuge for Eclipses. There is the ones black Star directly took into the Plex, and then others who came along and set up a city outside of the Plex. Currently Cygnus is talking about repairs in a reblog conversation. Rigel is getting his bike repaired with sundown eclipse and those that live with him. Antares is at the library with Honey, Cider, and chapter trying to enjoy himself.

Stardust arcade

Completely unattached to tsams. It is a unique cast of characters trying to figure out how to be nice to everyone. The world is split between new AI and old AI. Robot rights have just started to get settled. But the new AI are making it a struggle for the old AI. Making it a struggle of verses with only you asker's and blood moon the therapist in works.

Ask the amph greater universe.

This also includes all role plays I make. Meaning that reblog conversations happen more often.

I decided to change up this thing to just be a general area to ask any of my characters. Whether they be DCA, Tsams, or fantasy. This is a place for you to ask whoever you want in an environment where they are in their universe. There's nothing to update because I just made this. This ask blog is not timeline sensitive. hopefully. I do like to consider the asks before. This ask blog can also be crossover sensitive. Meaning that to some extent, All crossovers are cannon within this ask blog.

In many of my asks your physical. The only difference is that in most it is your avatar, while an RBB it is the cube.

Also I will note some of these asks blogs are semi-story. Meaning that the previous ask is taken into consideration. This includes RBB-TfTC, CC, Empty cup, And maybe atAGU. There's only one ask blog that is selective. That being BS&BM ask. And that's mostly for a plot purposes.

#red blue and black #ask red blue and black #cruel copy au #ask cruel copy au #sams #tsams au #tsams #sams au #Blue Moon and Black Star show #ask the Blue Moon and Black Star show #empty cup ask #empty cup #ask the amph greater universe.#crossover story

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