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anyway positive thoughts
Do y’all think citizens in the dsmp are nationalist. Like someone from Las Nevadas gets drunk and posts themselves dancing in a strip club as Dream attacks the city on Tik Tok and all comments are like: that's such a las nevadas thing to do. You never see people from Snowchester pulling that shit smh 🙄
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Some art for my next fanfic! Chica’s fit was inspired by my Citizen au.
#fnaf security breach#fnaf#fnaf au#fnaf citizen au#fnaf fanart#five nights at freddy's#fnaf fandom#fnaf sb#citizen au#fnaf fanfic#fnaf fan art#five nights at freddy's fanfic#five nights at freddy's security breach
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Danny is a meta Babysitter
Is not public information, but all Crime Alley know it, ¿the only rule? Don't tell the heroes
So, imagine the surprise when Roy Harper contacted him (¡¿cause Hood recommended!?)
#danny phantom#dp x dc#danny fenton#roy harper#jason todd#dc x dp#Babysitter Au#Lian is not a meta#but Roy thinks if he can handle metas he can handle her#it was a last minute choice but it turns out pretty good#they will not tell to the jl anyways#probably will call again#Danny needed money for college#and he handle all his Rogue gallerie#Meta kids are the same but in little#Danny is a retired hero#He accepted all jobs even the ones not in Gotham#Jason is debating between investigating the meta babysitter or ask him out#lian harper#The no meta rule in Gotham is more a don't get caught for citizens#There are a lot of them in Crime Alley#Red Hood knows he just don't care if they are doing good#Actually they recommended Danny#Danny is not a meta but he can handle them really well#this is the easiest job ever#He also lives in Crime Alley
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jod gets a reality check and gideon requests some recognition
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#tlt x twitter#tlt twitter au#gideon nav#harrowhark nonagesimus#griddlehark#tlt#the locked tomb#gideon the ninth#john gaius#camilla hect#palamedes sextus#pyrrha dve#coronabeth tridentarius#ianthe tridentarius#gtn spoilers#htn spoilers#ntn spoilers#idk why i'm still tagging this as spoilers i guess i just want to be a good citizen
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mobius calling Loki a prince >>>> everything else
#literally like I know that’s Loki’s official title but like Mobius didn’t have to call him that#it’s giving off the trope of random citizen calling the royal princess all the time#it’s giving off royal guard and royal that he has to protect au LETS GO LETS GO#lokius#mobius#loki season 2#loki show#loki x mobius#loki spoilers#mcu loki#mobius m mobius#loki laufeyson#loki
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I thought I was writing a mermaid romance. I think I'm writing dystopian fiction instead.
#misinformation/controlled education for the masses? ✔️#controlled birth/reproduction rights ✔️#controlled rights to romance/marriage ✔️#caste system that disenfranchies and subjugates parts of the population to keep those in power in control? ✔️#isolationist policies both among citizens in the state and against the outside world? ✔️#tanco speaks#mer!au
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Demon
“They aren’t really ghosts, you know.”
“What?” Danny blinked out of his bliss staring out at the lights that floated across the park and turned his attention to the voice on his right. Each of the soft lights dotting the distance he had figured was a spirit, moving aimless and slow or following a habitual path they had carved out for themselves in life and found comfort in after death.
An old man sat on the bench near where Danny stood on the concrete path under an ancient willow. His grey hair thinned at the top and was combed over a pale bald head. His wire glasses were rectangular and too large for his thin face. Danny couldn’t tell the man’s age but spots and lines of concern felt long ago made him pretty sure the man was at least 70. Danny turned his body toward the man stiffly.
He wasn’t used to people actively talking to him. Since the accident happened and he started high school, he cut off all communication with Sam and Tucker barely acknowledging them in the hallway and letting them draw their own conclusions as to why he was avoiding everyone now. It was safer for them to think he was just a jerk instead of… whatever he was now. Half human, half ghost, it was all so confusing. Until he figured out exactly what he was, whether he really was a hybrid or not, then they would be better off without him.
The past few months had been lonely but he wasn’t sure this was the kind of company he wanted in their absence.
“They look like people but they aren’t.” The man told him certainly and Danny felt a chill go up his spine. He did not see the man there when he walked up to stand under the willow tree to observe the peaceful scene. He wasn’t sure why but he felt like an intruder. He looked out at the peaceful lights flying and walking in the distance then back to the seated man. Danny smiled politely.
“They’re not people. They’re ghosts.” He said lightly but where his conversation went, he really wasn’t sure. There was no way the man had lived in Amity Park without knowing about the ghosts that lived here too. The man shook his head, tutted, and crossed his wrinkled arms to his chest. His weathered wood cane shifted against the bench but did not fall.
“They look like that to trick people.” He said with a malice that made Danny recoil.
“That… They’re not tricking anyone. They’re just existing.” He said and the man scoffed at him.
“They look like that to make themselves more palatable for people. These things are evil.”
Danny stared at the man who glared across the scene before them. The ghosts who could only come out at night were harmless. Most of them were Echoes, ghosts that couldn’t do much more than relive a moment in their lives that proved they had existed at all. Danny had tried once to speak to one of these souls and they either didn’t see him or had ignored him completely. He wondered which it was sometimes and what the difference was between him and them. Were they ever at the same power level he was? Able to move freely and follow his own thoughts? Were they evil like the man said?
Was there enough difference between them that he could be sure he wasn’t evil too?
“How do you know they’re really evil? They’re not hurting anyone.”
“They’re biding their time. They’ll behave for now but the other ones,” The man waved a hand at the boy. “Big nasty things, bombing the streets and frightening people.”
Danny frowned and the man kept going.
“Ghosts didn’t used to be a common thing. They were special, peeks at what used to be and now you see them all the time in town. They’re so strong you can see them clearly and they’ll look right at you and cause you pain.” Danny looked at the man who just stared straight ahead. “It’s only a matter of time before these ones start lobbing bombs at people killing us all.”
A hard lump formed in Danny’s throat. “They just-“
“They’re vile.” The man scowled at Danny. “They’re evil creatures- not human anymore and pulling their power from somewhere evil to stay where they don’t belong.”
Danny frowns at the man and it’s tempting to leave. Did other people believe this?
“You don’t think they belong in the human world?”
“Not anymore.” The man uncrossed his arms. “Ghosts can’t be here on the living plane with that much power. Ghosts are what’s leftover from human souls. What these are, they’re not leftover so much as they are repurposed.”
Danny turned toward the bench completely turning his back on the park and the spirits alike. The old man looked at him for the first time and brown eyes were clouded and practically looked through the boy. It was unsettling but the man seemed earnest.
He didn’t even want to ask but he had to know.
“Repurposed into what?”
“Into demons.”
Another chill struck through Danny and something in his core swirled at the word.
Demon…
The vitriol hatred was still there but it simmered under the calm words. “They’re so far from God that their souls turn into something unholy, untouched by light.” The man said solemnly. “They cause pain and suffering to the living and lie about everything. Agents of the devil come to bring hell on earth. All while wearing the face of the dead to make us drop our guard.”
Danny stepped back but didn’t run away. “You think the ghosts in town are all… demons?”
“I know they are.” The man rasped almost sadly. “The way they look, sound, they’re trying to mask what they really are. They’ll trick you into thinking they’re just kids and then drag you into hell themselves.” The man pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and coughed into it. Danny watched but the man didn’t continue without prompting which he couldn’t help but do.
“How do you know?” The thoughts began to swirl in his head. “How are you sure that they’re not just ghosts with powers?”
“What do they need powers for exactly? They’re too sturdy. Too strong.” The man tucked the cloth away. Danny peeked at it and half expected to see speckles of blood like a movie but it was clean. The man straightened his posture. “Why would you make a creature strong if you didn’t plan on using it for what power is used for? The strong ones are going fight for dominance to claim this land their own for the devil. The ones that look like us are here to convince us all it’s okay.”
Danny looked out over the ghosts scattered around the park. He wanted to tell the man no and that he was wrong, but what if there was a truth in what he said?
“I- Phantom won’t let that happen.”
The man scoffed.
“Phantom is the worst of them all.”
A pit formed in his stomach so quickly he felt sick.
“He didn’t do anything wrong.”
“It’s very existence is wrong.” The man scoffed and he began to stand up. Danny stepped backwards quickly but the man barely looked at him as he continued.
“Phantom… Ghost… It’s still an unholy creature. Damned to earth unable to pass into heaven and apparently kicked out of hell.”
Tears formed in Danny’s eyes. “That’s not true. He’s just a kid-“
“Even if it was a child once, it isn’t anymore. An undead creature of bizarre power fighting for dominance in a damned town while wearing the face of a child,” the man picked up his cane and shook his head. “If that isn’t a demon then Lord help us when it reveals its true face.”
Danny stepped back again onto the grass and further under the weeping willow. He stayed there firmly off the path as the man walked slowly toward the street.
A gloved hand rubbed at green eyes. He grit his teeth and called after the man’s retreating form. “You’re wrong. I’m gonna prove it!”
“Don’t be naïve, child.” The man waved a dismissive hand back at him. “Save your soul while you still can.” He turned around a corner and was out of sight.
Danny felt a rage in him that felt so cold and kicked off the ground launching himself into the air. He saw the man from above but what was there to say? What if the man talked more and that rage solidified and proved him right? What if Phantom was the worst of the ghosts, no, the demons that now inhabited the town.
It made sense. He wasn’t a ghost, he wasn’t human. Both species had told him he didn’t belong in their worlds. If he didn’t belong to either side, maybe the old man was right.
If he wanted answers, maybe he needed to look down.
#ASF Writes#ASF Wrote a Thing#Danny Phantom#Danny Phantom Fanfiction#dp event#angstfest2023#no one knows au#judgemental citizen of Amity Park
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i keep saying long feng and lu tens dynamic in this au is somewhat inspired by silco and jinx but i havent even redrawn them as any silco and jinx screencaps. Im so fraudulent
#drawing irohs book 2 beard is like an olympic sport kinda#dai li lu ten#<- notttt even gonna bother tagging the other characters cus the art i make for these aus are only for you guys to percieve.#the citizens of my blog aka mugentakedaville#alicias art#atla#also NO i do not ship silco and jinx so dont even start that. i will kill you so hard
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Didn't make anything for Valentine's Day but remembered that I had yet to post my piece for the Danganronpa Rare Pair zine. So happy v-day to all the Oumaeda shippers out there💜💚
#danganronpa#nagito komaeda#kokichi ouma#oumaeda#komaeda nagito#ouma kokichi#danganronpa goodbye despair#danganronpa v3#my art#a e i o queue#i had lore for this au lol#not sure how much of it I remember now but the vague idea was that#nagito is king of a kingdom said to have been blessed with the finest#riches and resources--bustling with life and happiness#that is until absolute misfortune befell the kingdom#and all that remained of it were ruins and a king surrounded by riches#on a thrown of death and loneliness--having been abandoned by all the kingdoms citizens#the rumors of such kingdom become the stuff of urban legend and decades later#a lowly peasant with big dreams of being in charge--nothing better to do--and perhaps#evading the law--puts on a disguise & decides why not? Lets see if this place is legit#and perhaps from sheer dumb luck he happens to find it and the sleeping lonely king within#theres more to this au now that its coming back to me but the tags are getting long :p
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Adult Obito getting a candy for helping an old lady with her groceries 🥺
He’d be so happy to get a hard candy 🍬 😂
#ask#my art#obito uchiha#senior citizens aren’t my strongest suit but I tried lol#q#everybody lives au
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Stereotype’s In the dsmp citizen au:
La Manberg: people from old La Manberg have a superiority complex. Everyone single person you meet from there claims to have a grandmother/grandfather/cousin/ uncle/aunt/sister/brother/best friend’s boyfriend’s cousin’s dog who fought under general Soot. They all also personally voted for Tommy and Wilbur in the election. La Manberg was the greatest country in history and everyone else was lucky to be around them. Kinda of like the stereotypical Americans ig.
SnowChester: everyone thinks people from SnowChester are kinda scary. It’s mostly made of war veterans who needed a place to feel safe and raise their family. They’re known for being tough and badass. There’s a lot of pov: you ask for water in SnowChester with gifs of people getting beat up. Their leader is a widow and very dramatic about it. He’s been walking around in long black dresses while everyone else politely ignores it.
Greater SMP: people from here are snobby and nosey. They take a lot of pride in being the oldest faction on the dsmp and consider themselves more cultured then everyone else.
Nobody knows what’s going on in Kinoko. One of the founders got in a fight with that one weirdo god who looks like his ex and everyone got turned to to stone for a moment. It’s fine now tho. Flowers keep growing it weird places. That one roommate you have wakes at odd hours of the night and comes back in the morning like nothing happened. At least Ninty five percent of the population is on weed. It’s the Ohio of the smp. Two gods are just walking around randomly. One of them keeps getting into fights with his boyfriend and trying to kill all life on earth.
Las Nevadas : everyone from here complains about the pollution, strip clubs and the inner city kids who get drunk and puke everywhere but the moment someone else makes fun of Las nevadas it’s the best country on earth. Las Nevadas citizens consider their city to be the capital of the world and the new La Manberg. Everyone else thinks they’re really annoying. Las Nevadas is also known for being a party city. After a wild weekend someone will post a picture of their entire roof getting stolen with the caption “can’t have shit in las nevadas.”
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Funny that doesn't make sense but giving it regardless cuz it wouldn't leave me alone
Mars: How much disaster i would cause by leaving the system and going back to Cybertron?
Earth: Not much i think considering Moon has bigger role? Well.. Scientists would flip a lid surely.. And NASA would cry over their rovers i assume
Mars: Welp. Bye then. Btw i am telling father on you you not dealing with Unmaker and being with in triangle
Moon: Tattletale! Also you had the same opportunity as i to get rid of the Unmaker you coward!
Mars: Can't hear you!
Unicron: One spawn of my brother less but humans screeching imminent eugh
I imagine that Mars did wander off at some point. I imagine it happened several times after he outed his presence to the trio. The first time he wandered off was to redirect a few asteroids since Moon couldn't move without fragging up Earth's tides. The second time he wandered was to assess an alien ship that passed by. He never did determine the species, but it wasn't Cybertronian, so it was not his problem. However the third time he wandered off, it was FAR more serious.
He certainly wouldn't be waltzing off when NASA was in operation. But the time he did saunter off with a serious goal in mind was quite likely a few centuries before humanity figured out that space was a viable option. Mars may be the aloof cat dad of the group, but he is well aware of what he is guarding. The Unmaker is a serious threat, and Pluto throwing an absolute fit over pods from Cybertron heading straight to Earth certainly didn't ease him. Seeing the relics within the pods only served to make Mars far more willing to wander off to seek aid. He's not an idiot. He can recognize the touch of Primes on just about anything, as can all Titans.
Mars was the one to travel back in the direction of Cybertron in time to witness the effects of the war. Neither he nor those in Earth's solar system were aware of the war. But seeing the state of his planet would give him a VERY good reason to gather up any survivors possible. Unfortunately there wasn't much for him to salvage, but he returned to Earth's solar system with a warning.
Mars: Earth, Moon, listen to me.
Moon & Earth: ???
Mars: War has ravaged Cybertron. Only the husk of Primus remains.
Moon: Impossible-!
Mars: No, I saw it. The Allspark is missing and none of Primus's children are anywhere to be seen. I suspect they have fled.
Earth: What does that mean?
Mars: You are likely going to get a visit from your cousins soon enough.
Moon: Primus below, this is going to be a disaster.
Mars: It will be. And if the Allspark is not retrieved within a few centuries, I will gather it myself. I will not stand for our kind to extinguish when a few of us yet live.
Yes, Mars is usually very chill. But after the death of his citizens, he fears extinction above all else. If Optimus had failed to gather the Allspark, Mars would have left to get it himself and probably turned himself into a living hotspot until SOMEONE fixed Cybertron and made it habitable again.
#transformers#maccadam#transformers prime#unicron and earth au#mars#moon#earth#alternate universe#mars is chill until he's not#he will die for cybertron#out of all the titans he cares the most about actually preserving their kind#watching all his citizens slowly perish within him was TRAUMATIZING
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Asgardian twitter (circa 2011):
#no cause imagine being a regular Asgardian citizen and seeing and hearing of the events of Thor 1 the avengers n tdw as they go down#I’d be like??#lol#loki#Thor 1#Thor 2011#the avengers 2012#thor the dark world#social media au#I guess#og loki
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I like the idea of BMO being on Pep's official art team for the comics
#theyre creating their adventuretime-sonas fbsjfbsksn#also I am currently making a list of the kid's plushies#i think mr fox is going to go to bmo in the end. sorry pep#just bc im giving most of the candy citizens to pep and the miscellaneous ones can go to the other kids#modern time adventure au#mta doodles#adventure time#mta au#mta finn#mta pep#mta bmo#misp draws#mispelled draws#adventure time bmo#bmo#also im getting back into the habit of drawing finn so hopefully hes starting to look more normal and less crungly#adventure time au#y5#banana man#raggedy princess
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You Left Me Scars Through Memories (Tangled in my DNA) - Prologue
"I love you so much," Stephanie Harrington says, reaching out a hand to tuck some hair behind his ear. It's more an excuse to touch than to clear his face of hair. It's at a length now that will result in the tucked hair falling back into his face with barely a shake of his head.
Steve blinks up at her from where he's sat in her lap, his face far too serious for a toddler just a few hours shy of three years old.
"Your life is going to be so difficult and it's my fault. I'm so sorry," she whispers, sweeping him into a hug. He snuggles into her embrace instantly and it brings tears to her eyes. He should hate her for what she's done. Perhaps he will, once he's older and can understand what she's apologizing for.
"I'm going to tell you a story," she settles back into the chair, a big plush thing that she sits in every night to read a bedtime story to Steve, or tries too anyway. He's at the age where he's wiggly and full of energy until he drops.
"Once upon a time, there was a man and a woman. Husband and wife. And they loved each other very much," she starts, running one hand up and down on her baby's back, soothing, "and they wanted nothing more than to have a child.
"But try as they might, no child would come to them. And soon resentment began to grow. The wife, convinced that having a child would remove the resentment, set off to make a bargain with a witch, said to live deep in the woods.
"She told her husband she was going to visit her family so as not to arouse suspicion. Consorting with witches wasn't something that was done, you see."
This is the longest Steve has sat still in her lap in months. She thinks he might be asleep but continues the story anyway.
"It took her almost three weeks to find the witch, deep in the woods. Upon arrival, the witch had tried to turn away the wife. But the wife was persistent. 'Please,' she begged the witch, 'if we can have a child then my husband will love me again.'
"The witch was not moved by this plea. 'You would bring a child into a loveless marriage?' and the wife argued that once they had a child, their marriage would no longer be loveless. The witch disagreed but the wife would not be deterred.
"'What would you give up to have this child?' the witch asked after being pestered by the wife for almost a week. And the wife had said anything.
"'Anything is dangerous,' the witch said. 'I can give you the means to have a child, but the universe will decide the price.' And so, the wife agreed, and the witch pressed a folded piece of parchment into the wife's hand.
"When she finally returned home, she had been gone for eight long weeks. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, they say, and husband and wife reunited. Still, the wife waited three more months before preforming the ritual the witch had pressed into her palm.
"Soon, they had a child, a daughter. But with her arrival came the universe's price. A life blessing is not an easy thing to give, and the price for life is the highest to pay. Free Will was that price. And when the daughter turned three, she learned her daughter also paid the price. Her daughter, and her daughter's daughter, and her daughter's daughter's son. Forever more. The wife, now mother, was angry to learn this. Why should her child have to suffer for her own sins?
"She told her husband what she had done. She had to, you see, because how else could he be expected to raise a child that would do everything you told her to? Words would need to be picked carefully.
"It was years later before the mother could track the witch down again, to demand the witch undo the curse. 'I made the bargain, why must my child also suffer the consequences?'
"'You said anything,' the witch responded, 'and I told you that was dangerous. It was foolish of you to think your actions would not affect others. All actions do.'
"The mother said, 'can it not be undone?' and the witch said, 'All curses can be broken.' When the mother asked how, the witch just looked at her and said, 'go away, and do not seek me again.' And the mother had no choice but to obey."
Steve still has not stirred on her lap and when she looks down, she can see he is asleep. Even if Steve had stayed awake for the whole story, she knows she'll have to retell it to him when he's older. When he'll remember all of it. Perhaps she should write it down, too, just in case.
"You see, Steve, what was supposed to be a blessing became a curse. One of obedience. People will tell you to do things and you will be compelled to obey. You will become someone you will never truly know, because anyone can make you anything," she says as she stands and places Steve in his bed. "But don't worry. Mommy will teach you how to trick and cheat the curse as much as you can."
#my fic#Ella Enchanted but make it 1980s and angstier#so i guess its more Obedience Curse AU than Ella Enchanted#title is tentative and taken from the Citizen Soldier song Chasing Your Ghost#steddie#eventual steddie actually#but first it would be steve x suffering#it'll be a full fic one day but like... who knows when#i should not be starting a longfic while working on my longfic for the steddie bigbang#the hubris of a fic writer i guess haha let me know if anyone else is long suffering like me#no readmore because i think its short enough to not need one
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Gadget just looked on in confusion as this man continued talking, getting close into his personal space and chatting as if they were long friends. The wolf couldn’t help but wonder how this man had snuck up on him in the middle of a desert, and more importantly, why he left no footprints in the sand.
#infinite the jackal#gadget the wolf#sth#infidget#sonic the hedgehog#sonic#soup art#ancient Egypt AU where gadget is a roman citizen vibing as he travels through the desert and Infinite is a wholeass god
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