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#Outside World au
chibifox2002 · 3 months
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Me n a few homies on discord were talking about DogDay and THIS happened
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(this is gonna be heavily inspired by my friend @chez-cinnamon 's welcome home real world au btw)
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stealingpotatoes · 1 year
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i have one braincell and it is constantly occupied with the twins going to naboo and meeting padmé's family
(support me on kofi!)
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 5 months
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My Lawyer is going to Get Your Ass.
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istadris · 11 months
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Bowser : why is Green Mario here ?? I didn't kidnap anyone this week ! Won't you pests leave me alone ?? You have a death wish or what, you wimpy little-
Luigi, scruffed by the collar : ah, I'm-I'm-I'm here for the job offer actually.
Bowser : what job offer ??
Luigi : *holds up an ad for a croupier job*
Kamek : that tracks, Sire, the casino is hiring these days.
Bowser : You ?? A dealer in MY casino ?? Since when do you that ??
Luigi, shrugging : it's-a been a while but I used to do that as a side job during my studies. I saw the ad, got nostalgic, and-
Bowser : Pah !! As if I would hire you ! I'm NOT gonna let you turn my casino into a joke ! Bet you can't even hold a deck properly !
Luigi, glaring : bet I can beat you at any card game.
Bowser, too vexed to think : DEAL !
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Bowser, 2 hours later : ...what just happened.
Kamek : you promised him the job if he beat you, Your Baffledness.
Bowser : HOW IS HE THAT GOOD ?? He must have cheated!! I can't give him the job !!
Kamek : Sire, you gave your word-!
Bowser, grinning devilishly : he wants to work for me ? Oh, is he gonna love his new job...
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north-winds1 · 10 months
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lionbearfox · 7 months
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inktober 11: have i ever mentioned how i think about rukkhadevata and nahida constantly? because i do. every day of my life. anyways. rukkhadevata deserves to be incredibly tall. just an absolute tree of a woman (pun intended). towers over the entire archon meeting :)
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ayyy-imma-ninja · 16 days
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Dear Eclipse (me agen)
Just thinking back but isn't even safe to b asking questions?
Cause last time, an anony hit Moon on the head with a stick. & trapped in a jar
Sun nearly mauled someone.
& a whole bunch of us summoned yo- op.
Nvm that last one. =×="
"Muhahahaha!
Yes, yes! I do recall that~ All because Moony was left helpless and unable to fend for himself~
The feeling of my eldest brother's rage was like that of embers surging through my veins, I get gooseflesh thinking about it. Quite intriguing that he had been pushed that far~
Sunny always had commendable patience. But I will pass on a piece of advice:
You are all sorely mistaken if you think my anger is the one to fear~"
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satancopilotsmytardis · 3 months
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I thought I was writing a mermaid romance. I think I'm writing dystopian fiction instead.
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azulhood · 8 months
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Coraline and Danny Phantom Crossover Idea
So, the Beldam does the whole song n dance and manages to snag not one, but TWO kids.
It's all going good for the Beldam.
...The kids are Danny and Jazz Fenton.
Danny and Jazz Fenton who have spent their mornings fighting breakfast for their lives. Danny and Jazz Fenton who live in a house where the latest invention might explode and take the whole block with them. Danny and Jazz Fenton who have fought ghost and government agent alike. Danny and Jazz Fenton who have seen some shit.
Yeah, the Beldam had no chance.
But she tries anyway.
Trapping them in her world and giving them the quest of finding the souls of the past children. (Which is made easy by Danny's built in ghost radar) Jazz and Danny are of course going to find the trapped souls and help them move on. But while they're doing that, a certain time ghost has discovered that his adopted children future apprentices are not where they're supposed to be.
And he is pissed.
So, while the Fenton kids are off on a scavenger hunt, Clockwork shows up in the Beldam's lair and goes a little eldritch. Clockwork disappears before the Fentons get back (Still staying near to keep a close eye on things tho) Now the Beldam just wants these kids gone, like yesterday.
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mists-reading-nook · 1 month
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A new world
A new world,familiar in its own right. That’s where you are. You know this place,don’t you? You know this deep forest,don’t you? You know these sounds and sights.
You do. But why can’t you remember? And why does it all feel so…different?
Exploring your surroundings is your only real option. So you do. You walk and walk and walk until your feet ache and you’re sweating a bit from all the movement. But you don’t stop. Slowly,this place comes back to you. Slowly,you remember.
Until you come across an odd scene,one that doesn’t feel familiar at all,even in the deep recesses of your memory.
On the forest floor,laid falling off the top of a large protruding root, there’s a book,laid upside-down. Picking it up shows you a page with roughly scribbled text in smudged black ink. It’s barely readable,but you can make out what it says at least,so you begin to read.
“xx-xx-???
We’re going to have to leave Sumeru soon. The forests can only keep me and her safe for so long,and I think she’s starting to catch on to my worry. She knows a little,but not a lot,and I'd like to keep it that way.
Even if just for her sake.
Regardless,the virus is spreading fast,and leaving sumeru might be our only option for safety. The forest is starting to become affected by the virus,and It’s starting to become infectious. I’m going to take her to leave tonight. Maybe we head to Liyue,or maybe we head to Mondstadt. Whatever we do,we cannot stay here.
I miss (there’s a smudge here,blocking out a large piece of text. It seems like water dropped on the paper) …but I can handle this alone,I hope. It’s just me and (another smudge. The name is illegible.) against the world now. “
There’s no name at the bottom,but there is a small,hastily scribbled note,as if left as an afterthought.
“I’m not sure who I’m writing this for,but if you read this,you must leave Sumeru. It’s not safe. Run. As fast as you can.”
The panic is evident in the writer's handwriting. But the question lies for you, what happened here? Where do you go?
And why…why is everything so quiet?
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rarepears · 11 months
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I just keep wondering whether the 'original world' in SVSSS wasn't actually anything like ours and the reason we don't know is because Shen Yuan was a Rich Ill Boy who basically never went outside. Like imagine Shang Qinghua knows how to pilot giant mecha, because that was part of the training for his mandatory military service, and Shen Yuan just had a medical exemption.
Lol this could even be a Space World where Shen Yuan just so happens to live on Earth III with a robotic butler, eats lab-grown meat (not that he realizes it since he's not the one doing the grocery shopping), and most traveling is done via spaceships (except Shen Yuan is not even healthy enough to leave the country, much less his planet).
Because Shen Yuan has the luxury to focus on only his interests and doesn't have to be worried about current events, he completely ignores all the news about the war on alien life, the discovery of new inhabitable planets or terra-transforming initiatives, and inter-galaxy politics.
[More thoughts along this line: #shen yuan was a rich boy who never went outside so his original world could very well be a world with mechs and space travel AU]
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chibifox2002 · 3 months
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Janet really does remind me of one scene from Micky Shorts
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I wouldn’t be surprised if she deadlifted DogDay out of there running on pure adrenaline and motherly instincts
P.s. the toys really do need a good place and mother figure since they really never got to experience being kids(I think it got confirmed somewhere idk, where I think of the discord not too sure, that they are in fact still kids)
She did actually!!! 🤣🤣🤣
As soon as she saw the first few little critters crawl outta the walls she instantly snatched him and ran!
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The mother's adrenaline really kicked into high gear!
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pastelpaperplanes · 2 years
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winter gear Megatronus doesn’t quite give off the same level of intimidation that Pomeranian Prime Sir Orion does, don’t you agree?
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hoofpeet · 1 year
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Spice in one of those bright yellow “Nervous—Please Give Me Space” vests bc living their entire life in a snowy forest and then be suddenly thrust into downtown new york would be Sensory Hell
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I think about scaredboy Spice every day for real <3
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vilsplasx · 1 year
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walking a slugcat isn't easy
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box-architecture · 29 days
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The bedroom door opened with a loud thud.
"Get up" Punz said bluntly.
The massive pile of blankets and sheets that made up the master bed didn't move. Sam couldn't find the energy. He wasn't sure he wanted to, anyway.
"Sam," Punz said, and pulled the blankets off his face in one sharp tug. Sam winced, but the room was dark, save for a few lit candles. Still, he didn't move.
"Don't make me carry you." Punz sighed. Sam gave a grumbling chirp and dragged himself to the floor, taking the majority of the blankets with him in his efforts. The open air made him shiver, and every movement sent his nerves alight with remnants of pain, not as bad as it had been a few hours before, but enough to make him whimper.
"Here," gentle hands untangled him from the sheets, save for a single one, which was draped over his figure. "Let's go to the bath. I'll draw you some warm water and get some fresh sheets. You've soaked these through, Sam."
Sam let himself be led onto warm tiles and into the tub. Punz fiddled with the knobs until the water came out warm, then papped Sam's cheek.
"I'm going to go clean up, then I'll join you, okay?" He murmured. Sam whined and leaned into the hand even as it slipped away, chasing its affection. Punz left the room, leaving Sam with only the sound of the running water.
Eventually it was deep enough for Sam to shut off. He sunk until the water was up to his nose, basking in the all consuming warmth that tended to his aching bones. Being warm was good. He liked being warm. He let his foggy mind empty of all thought, just for a moment.
"Hey."
Sam's eyes opened slightly (when had he closed them?) and spotted Punz at the edge of the tub. They stripped, tossed their clothes carelessly to the side, and waded and sat down. Wordlessly, they opened their arms.
All aches and pains were ignored in Sam's eagerness to take their offer. Punz gave the best hugs, the kind that made you feel compressed and grounded after days of floating in the air. Sam practically launched himself through the water, he swam until he collapsed on top of Punz with a small oof.
"Hi, Big Guy" Punz smiled at him, a bit teasing, but real, and Sam chirred in response. He loved it when Punz smiled at him. He loved his Punz.
Punz hummed and grabbed a bottle of shampoo to begin scrubbing at the mess that was Sam's hair. Sam didn't make it easy, he wanted to cling to Punz and bury his face in their neck, which meant they had to angle it weirdly, but for once they didn't complain, instead taking the time to be as thorough as possible. It was nice. It was incredibly nice. Punz's fingers felt good on his scalp.
When Punz was satisfied, they grabbed a cup off the shelf and filled it with water. They dumped it carefully over his head to wash the soap out, not letting a single drop spill into his face (not getting water on the face was an important technique, but Sam's foggy mind couldn't quite recall why.)
"There we go," Punz sounded satisfied. "Hairs done."
Yes it was, Sam agreed sleepily. It was all done. Now it was out of the bath time-
A soapy hand began to scrub at his pelt. No, that was wrong. Not that he didn't like the feeling of Punz's hands there but. That wasn't Punz's job. Punz didn't scrub his flank, Dream did.
He shuffled, discontented. Where was Dream? Why wasn't Dream in the tub? Dream was supposed to scrub him there and scold Sam for being dirty and never get his face wet, ever-
Sam made a low, wounded noise. Punz paused.
"Sam?"
Tears forced their way out of his eyes, falling down the slope of his nose and dripping on Punz's neck. He knew why Dream wasn't here.
Punz startled as the first sob escaped Sam's throat. It was was ugly, choked thing, mangled in an attempt to keep it inside. It was quickly followed by more, equally as hideous, but louder. He could feel their grip tighten, hear the panic in their voice as they asked what was wrong, but he couldn't, he couldn't, they'd hate him, but he was sorry.
The story came out between sobs and wails. Dream had just been trying to help, Punz had been gone and Sam was sick and everything hurt, and Sam hated it. He hated the pain, it was bad and wrong and all sorts of terrible, and Dream had tried to make it better, but Sam had been Mad and he lashed out and growled and said mean things that caused Dream to throw himself back, looking fearful and hurt. He saw, he saw the way he looked, like he had ripped his heart to pieces, even if Dream covered it up with a steely look. He told Sam to call him if he needed anything, then he left Sam alone. And when Sam stopped being so angry at the pain the devastation hit, the realization that he had ruined everything forever and ever. Dream left because Sam had been Bad and he wasn't coming back and would never let Sam box him again, and Punz would hate him and never hug him or call him a Good Boy ever again. He had ruined everything. Ruined. Awful. Destroyed. His body hurt and his head hurt and everything was going to always be bad-
Sam hadn't heard Punz calling his name, but he did feel the way they shook him, the cold water splashed lightly on his back as the facet was turned on. He yelped, scooting away from the cold and back into Punz's arms.
"Okay. There we go. You back with me?" Punz asked. They turned the tap off and wiped Sam's cheek with the pad of their thumb. He nodded mutely.
"Good." They knocked their foreheads together. They were being so gentle. "Now, first of all: I already know about the thing with Dream. He called me and asked me to come back so I could check on you."
Sam shrunk a little, but Punz refused to let him escape their arms.
"I'm not mad. You shouldn't have yelled at Dream; that was wrong. But you know that, and you're not well right now, and you can apologize once you are well. He understands why you were upset, and so do I."
Punz huffed. "If he didn't leave you over all the stuff he should have left you over, he isn't going to leave you over this. He just went out to get dinner; he'll be back tonight."
Sam tried very hard to process all of this. He was so exhausted, from the crying, and from being sick, but Punz said Dream would come back, and Punz always told him the truth, no matter how brutal. So it was okay. Things would be okay. Nothing was ruined.
He was having trouble keeping his head up.. Punz pressed their lips together. "Here, let's get out of the bath now."
He helped Sam ease his way out, toweling off and turning on the full body fan for Sam's pelt. Sam tried not to lean too heavily on them as they led him back into the bedroom. He sat patiently on the floor and watched Punz add new bedding and pillows to the mattress, and when they coaxed him up, he went without fuss, letting Punz tuck him up like a burrito. He only protested when they attempted to leave.
"Stay?" He begged, and they paused, before coming back. The mattress bounced as they sat down and scooted up next to him. They wiggled inside the burrito and pressed themselves against him.
"It's going to be okay, Sam" they said quietly. Soothing circles were being rubbed down his back. "You're still my good boy."
He gave a high pitched warble and extended all his limbs until Punz was thoroughly hugged. He was Punz's good boy.
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It was late, and Sam had been very deep asleep. A creak of the door had Sam on the edge of awareness, and when footsteps came close to the bed, Sam growled and pulled the body in his arms close. If the intruder was a Threat, it would not get his Partner.
The intruder sat on the mattress. Sam's growls increased when a hand touched the blanket burrito, but a soft, familiar laugh broke the tension, and Sam stopped growling to scent the air.
Forest. Rainwater. Dream.
Immediately he broke out into delighted chirps. Partner! Partner was here. Now he had both partners and they were safe inside the box.
"Hi, Sam" Dream said, and even if it was dark, Sam knew he was smiling. "Are you feeling better?"
Sam purred loudly. He was much better now that his partners were here.
"I'm glad. I stored some food for you to eat later, and I'm going to set a water bottle right here. Make sure to drink it."
He got off the mattress, and instantly Sam whined. Dream shouldn't leave. He should come into the blanket burrito with Punz so Sam could have them both.
"You're still sick, Sam. Punz shouldn't even be in there with you."
Sam warbled a protest. Dream sighed, and sat back down to hug the burrito.
"I'll cuddle with you after you stop being sick, I promise."
He didn't like that, but he knew that was the best he was going to get. He nuzzled Punz, which made him feel a little better.
"I love you, Sammy," Dream squeezed the burrito and got up. "And if you're awake enough to hear, I love you Punz."
Punz gave a muffled mrph.
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