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such-expensive-mistakes · 7 months

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Superpham AU (part 4)

Original prompt + parts 1-3

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It's not the most awkward dinner Lois has ever had, but only because she's dined with literal supervillains before.

Danny is poking at his Mongolian beef with his fork more than he's actually eating it. Lois can hardly blame him; it’s been a difficult few days for her and she’s not the one who just landed in a different dimension from the one she grew up in. But Danny certainly isn’t up to keeping conversation going.

Jon is making a valiant effort, but he seems distracted. He keeps shooting looks at Lois and Clark when he thinks they’re not looking, and while he recounts everything he and Damian got up to (not too much trouble, thankfully, although that wasn’t saying much), he’s less enthusiastic than he would normally be.

Clark keeps shooting Jon worried looks when he thinks Jon isn’t looking. Lois will have to ask him how that conversation went; it seems like it was rough on both of them.

Eventually, even Jon runs out of things to say, and the four of them sit around the table, eating their Chinese takeout in silence.

“So, Danny,” Lois finally says. “I don’t know how the dimension you grew up in differs from this one, but if you have any questions about anything, please ask one of us.”

“It’s not that different,” Danny says. “I mean, it is in some ways, but it’s still Earth, you know?”

Lois isn’t entirely certain she does, but this doesn’t seem to be the time to ask. Maybe when things are less fresh.

Jon has no such compunctions. “What’s the biggest difference?”

Danny looks thoughtful. “You guys have a lot of superheroes here,” he finally says.

“What kind of superheroes did your other world have?” Jon asks eagerly.

“We mostly didn’t,” Danny says. “I mean, I guess Phantom kind of counts. But that’s it.”

“That’s it?” Jon is clearly flabbergasted by this. Lois fights a smile, and she can see Clark doing the same thing. Jon has never known a world without the Justice League, but she and Clark can both remember when superheroes were much, much rarer.

“Most people probably wouldn’t even count Phantom,” Danny says. “The kids mostly did, but a lot of adults didn’t trust him because he was… because he wasn’t exactly human.”

Combined with what Danny said before about that interdimensional portal, this is painting a picture Lois really doesn’t like.

“There are folks like that everywhere, unfortunately,” Clark says. “And you can’t always change their minds. But I believe most people are better than that."

Judging by Danny's expression, he wasn't entirely convinced of that. Lois couldn't blame him; she has enough trouble seeing the good in people the way Clark did, and the other dimension sounds worse than hers in this regard.

Danny doesn’t seem inclined to talk about it any further. Silence lingers for just a beat too long before he speaks. “Oh, the sun’s yellow here. That’s different, too.”

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The front door slams, shaking the house, and Jon scrambles into the kitchen.

“Where’s Ma and Pa?” he demands.

Kon mentally says goodbye to his tentative plans for the day. Not that he minds hanging out with Jon, but he’s clearly upset about something. Kon’s good at a lot of things, but emotional conversations is not one of them.

“They’re in town for the day,” Kon says. “You’re lucky they didn’t hear you slam the door like that.”

“Did you know about Danny?” Jon demands.

“Who?”

“Dan-El.”

Clark texted a couple of days ago, telling Kon to call when he had time. Kon has been putting it off, knowing that Clark has better ways of getting in touch with him if there’s a real emergency. That’s starting to seem like a mistake.

He doesn’t answer Jon right away, which Jon seems to take as its own answer.

“Did everyone know but me?” Jon demands.

The thing is, Kon is pretty sure he's not supposed to know about Dan-El. Lois and Clark have never breathed a word about him in Kon's hearing.

He only knows because he spent an afternoon helping Ma go through some old boxes up in the attic and found a box of photos-- mostly of Clark as a kid, but some of Ma and Pa when they were younger.

"Oh goodness," Ma had said, when she'd notices what Kon was looking at. "I keep telling myself I'm going to organize those and put them in an album, but I never get around to it."

She'd sat down next to Kon and looked through the pictures with him, pointing out her favorites and telling stories to accompany them. ("And that one was from just after Clark's tenth birthday-- we had to get a new door because his strength was just coming in and he broke the old one.")

Then Kon had pulled out a photo of a toddler, sitting on the front porch with Pa. He'd thought it was a picture of Clark at first, but Pa's hair was considerably more gray than it was in the pictures from Clark's childhood, and Ma had just told him that the porch had been rebuilt and expanded after Clark broke the old one in tenth grade.

"Oh, that's Daniel," Ma said. She'd gently taken the photo from Kon's hand and ran a finger over not-Clark's face. "He was our first grandson-- Lois and Clark's oldest." She'd gone on to tell him the whole sad story.

There's a small headstone for Daniel Kent in the Smallville cemetery, right next to Pa's parents. Kon thinks it must have been Ma or Pa's idea; there was no body to bury and as far as he knows, Lois and Clark never visit it.

“I don’t think that’s it,” Kon says. “I think it’s just not something they talk about.” Jon doesn’t look convinced, so he adds, “They told you now, right?”

“Only after he showed up!”

“Wait, what?” Kon is starting to think he really should have replied to that message from Clark.

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Not for the first time, Clark wishes there was a handbook for this sort of thing. But oddly enough, parenting manuals generally don’t cover how to talk to your long-lost son about his alien heritage. He’s put this off long enough already; Danny had spent most of the previous day out with Lois, picking up all the necessities he didn’t have.

“So…” Danny says, kicking his feet a little. He’s sitting next to Clark on this skyscraper, his feet dangling over the edge. It makes Clark a little nervous, seeing how Danny can’t fly yet, but he also knows he’s fast enough to catch Danny if he were to fall.

"Lois said you're an alien?" The words are softened by the blatant curiosity in Danny's tone, and Clark remembers Lois recounting how excited Danny was to meet J'onn and to see space from the Watchtower.

It's a sentiment Clark can understand. He's traveled through space and met aliens both hostile and friendly. He regularly meets with his colleagues on an orbiting space station. And yet, seeing his adopted planet from space still fills him with awe.

"When I was born, my parents— my birth parents— already knew our planet, Krypton, was dying," Clark begins. It's not an easy story to tell, but the grief is old. Not gone, but distant. It's a place and a people he will never know except through stories and the archives in the Fortress— but those, at least, he can share. He tells Danny this, too, and promises to take him to the Fortress soon. It would be easier if Danny could fly, but he'll make it work.

"You should talk to Kara, too," Clark adds.

"Who's Kara?"

"My cousin. Right now she's in space, on a Justice League mission, but you'll meet her when she gets back. She was a teenager when Krypton was destroyed; she has firsthand memories." He’ll save explaining the part where she got caught in suspended animation for later; he’s dumped a lot of information on Danny already.

“You said something the other night about yellow sun radiation?” Danny asks.

“It’s what gives Kryptonians our power, here on Earth,” Clark says.

“And what powers are those, exactly?” Danny seems more hesitant than Clark would usually expect of a teenager finding out he’s going to develop superpowers— but then, they already know Danny grew up in a world where that sort of thing was feared and looked down upon.

“Enhanced sense, enhanced strength and speed, flight, invulnerability— there are others, but those are the main ones to expect.”

Danny nods thoughtfully.

#dcxdp #dpxdc #superpham au #fanfic #dc x dp fic #the continuity for the supers gives me a headache so I'm sticking with the origins I know best #slightly less angst this time #slightly more setup for Shenanigans

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severedegg · 1 year

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finding it hard to work on reqs so have this in the mean time <333 im really liking puppets, moreso just the fun colours n designs!! i wanna do my own designs of the welcome home ‘cast’ cause theyre very sillay to me Eo)))

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galactic-knightmare · 7 months

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Got the idea for this from the Bowuigi server Halloween event promptlist!

...the problem is, it doesn't really... fit any of the prompts that well LMAOO maybe Cozy? since Junior looks pretty cozy? IDDKKK

Aaaanyway, PI!Luigi babysitting his Nephew while talking with Bowser (this being waaay before they actually realized they were romantic towards eachother and not just BFFs)

Kamek, Boorista, and Bootender already kinda figured it out though. at the very least, their annoyed by how often the two talk to eachother even when their not in the same place.

Junior is just having fun looking at the pretty trees.

#luigi #smb #luigi fanart #mario #bowuigi #bowser #bowser junior #king bowser #kamek #boos #mario boos #super mario bros #phantom interference #phantom interference au #bowuigi halloween event 2023 #bowuigihalloweenevent2023 #I trieeed #I'll try to stick to the prompts better next attempt lmao...

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idoodlestuffsometimes · 1 year

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Brother's Keeper AU Story Post 12 (Part 2)

AU MASTER POST

BEGINNING | PREVIOUS | NEXT

[Image ID under the cut]

[IMAGE ID: Three pages of a black and white comic.

PAGE ONE

PANEL 1: Perry Porter continues his news report. "Further investigation," he says, "reveals that this human has been the subject of sightings in Bonesborough for a few weeks now, and is the cause of a recent disturbance at Hexside School. For further comment, here is my own son, Augustus." PANEL 2: Perry interviews Gus, who is grinning with excitement. "Augustus, is it true you've encountered this human before?" "Yeah!" exclaims Gus, "She snuck into the school and now she's my friend! Her name is Luz!" PANEL 3: "Now that they're together, I can see…" says Belos. "It's them." With a point of his finger, he conjures hologram-like illusions of Luz and Lillith, who stand in the throne room facing them, with their names above their heads. "I don't understand," says Caleb. PANEL 4: The illusions have transformed into Luz and Lilith in their disguises from "Elsewhere and Elsewhen." The names over their heads have changed to "Luzura" and "Aunt Dirtrude." "I had to consult memory magic to be sure," Belos says, "but I was correct." Caleb reads the names out loud: "Luzura and--" PANEL 5: He points, laughing. "Wait, is that the witch who broke your nose?" "They're the two who helped me find the Collector," Belos grumbles. "I did always have questions about them. Clearly there was time magic involved."

PAGE TWO

PANEL 1: A profile view of Caleb, quietly sad. "I see," he says. "And this human attacked a witch in a duel." PANEL 2: But then he turns and brings a hand to his chin in thought. "But… the boy called her his friend?" "Either a cunning ploy, or she is… struggling to find her way," responds Belos. "Either way, she isn't ready to face a witch." PANEL 3: A view of footage from the news report, projected by the crystal ball. In a moment from the episode "Convention," Eda exposes the power glyph used on Amity while Luz looks on in surprise. Belos continues to speak off screen. "If it wasn't for the Owl Lady's intervention, she would have sorely lost." "The Owl Lady protected her?" Caleb asks. "Yes, it appears my suspicions were correct." PANEL 4: "The portal door has reappeared, in the hands of another one of your blasted Clawthornes." A close-up of Belos against a totally black background, his face shadowed. One hateful eye gleams from behind his mask. PANEL 5: A close-up of Caleb staring up at him, also shadowed against black. His face is lined, his single pupil a pinprick. His expression is schooled neutral. "And just as before," Belos continues off screen, "the witch has taken advantage to claim a human soul." PANEL 6: "No wonder the child came to me for help. If not for Lilith, perhaps I could have aided her back then." He stands in front of the projection, watching the newscast, his back to Caleb. "I should order her collected and brought here. Shield her from further corruption. If only the Owl Lady wasn't guarding her." PANEL 7: A close up of Caleb jolting forward, fearful. "NO!" he bursts out.

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PANEL 1: A close-up of Belos glowering dangerously over his shoulder, lit by the broadcast from behind. "No?" PANEL 2: Caleb sweats. "I mean. Philip, don't you think it'll look suspicious to show too much interest in a human?" PANEL 3: Caleb takes Belos hand, clutching him imploringly. "Not to mention the possibilities of meddling in the time-line. It's too risky." Belos isn't looking at him anymore. He looks ahead at the illusion of Luz, whose back is to us in the foreground. His expression is unreadable. PANEL 4: A high angle shot of Belos and Caleb watching Luz's illusion. Caleb still clings to Belos. Luz's illusion is alone now, staring at them blankly as she stands at the far end of the throne room. "Yes," Belos agrees, "I fear it's too early to intervene. It seems the Lord is testing her." PANEL 5: "For now," he continues off screen, "she will have to face the temptations of this realm on her own." A close-up of Caleb, letting out a breath of relief. PANEL 6: Caleb's eyes snap open. Belos' hand has come up to brush his cheek. PANEL 7: Belos pulls Caleb into a hug. Caleb's face over Belos' shoulder is drawn in supressed, silent horror, cast in deep shadows, as Belos murmurs to him reassuringly. "Don't worry, Caleb. The Owl Lady will be taken care of. And then the portal to the human realm will be in safe hands." PANEL 8: Belos and Caleb in profile against a black background, casting long shadows on the ground. Belos hunches over Caleb, one arm around his back and the other hand on the back of his head, pressing him close. Caleb dangles limply, face towards the ceiling, pulled halfway out of his wheelchair. Belos murmurs into Caleb's hair. "I won't let history repeat."

#The Owl House #TOH #Caleb Wittebane #Philip Wittebane #Emperor Belos #luz noceda #eda clawthorne #lilith clawthorne #gus porter #perry porter #Brother's Keeper AU #doodle art #ah yes just totally normal brothers. nothing to see here! I'm sure Caleb and Luz and the Clawthornes will be just fine #with this and the last one there was so much dialogue i finally gave in and started using type instead of hand-lettering #still some kinks to work out but i think i'll stick with it. some def improvements not having to draw out guidelines anymore :)#also!!! my handwriting is now a font. for the sake of transitioning to type without it looking suddenly super different. Very fun :D

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fangirls-other-art · 3 months

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I finally got around to doing this trend lmao

(Original post does not belong to me)

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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

I think about scaredboy Spice every day for real <3

#mailbox #hoof draws #replacement ingo au #<-like fr. i imagine the first few months he's in unova he's super nervous abt everything #only goes outside w/ sugar or ingo so they can show him around the modern world #eventually he gets used to hanging around the station but still prefers to stick near sugar #(she gave him a zoroark plushie so he can feel safe when she's not around

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total-drama-brainrot · 15 days

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Question about p! Noah..

How would he hypothetically react to being stabbed. (Accidentally) Like not a deadly stab wound but one big enough for it to be considered concerning.

How would the rest of the cast react?

Ok so what I'm asking is how committed is p! Noah to the bit? How for would he go in such a serious situation. Maybe he didn't care at all and walked around bleeding? Maybe he was only thinking of ways to torment the others using this to his advantage. Idk.

Also love this au sm!!

"Hypothetically", just say you want to stab him. This is a safe space, I'm not judging. ...Okay I'm judging a little bit.

I actually have a few thoughts about reactions to stabbings, as someone who's been involved in more than my fair share of them, and generally I think a lot of people don't tend to understand just how much it fucking hurts to be stabbed, even when it's non-fatal. It is a very painful experience, even with the added anaesthetic of adrenaline, and seeing just how often media portrays people walking off stab wounds or regarding them as little more than scratches is just. Infuriating.

Now, I personally headcanon Noah as someone with a fairly high pain tolerance. This is backed by a lot of the bone-crushing and otherwise painful experiences he suffers through in the show and is generally able to shrug off without complaint (and really, Noah would realistically have so much chronic pain after World Tour in particular, given how much he's crushed, tossed and thrown about in that season alone). But that doesn't mean I think he can just brute-force his way through acting unconcerned by a literal stab wound.

Even p!Noah wouldn't have that unwavering of a constitution, and he's crazy. Though I do think he'd make a good effort of maintaining his persona as the unflappable unstable wildcard, he'd be quick to abscond from the situation at hand and treat the wound. Again, that shit hurts, and it's really hard to keep up any pretences under the pain of a stab wound, so getting himself out of the situation as fast as possible would be his top priority- the less time he spends around the others in his vulnerable state, the slimmer the chances are of them seeing behind his mask of mania to the scared person hidden behind it.

Because his detachment from reality is the vast majority of his defence mechanism game plan; if Noah allows himself to be seen as anything but the psychopath he's portrayed himself as- either by the audience or the now aware cast- he's lost practically everything he's spent seasons building up on camera. Letting himself be seen as vulnerable or even affected by something as "inconsequential" as a stab would is a no-go, so he'd stutter out a few witty zingers and bounce.

(Which is an incredibly unhealthy mindset to have, but p!Noah isn't exactly mentally sound even without his exaggerated persona. His commitment to The Bit is strong enough for him to momentarily disregard his physical wellbeing, but not enough to grant him the ability to completely ignore it.)

It'd play out something like this:

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Noah's eyes momentarily widened in shock as he felt the cold steel of Duncan's knife embed itself into the meat of his upper thigh. The pain was searingly sharp, molten agony burning like lava in his veins, and the bookworm found himself reflexively stumbling backwards from the punk.

"Did you just stab me?" He asked incredulously, sparing a glance down towards the weapon sticking out of his now ruined cargo shorts. The sight was almost comedic; Noah's oversized shorts rested against the hilt of the knife like cushions, completely blanketing the wound beneath them. He was almost amused enough to laugh, but the constant screaming of his nerves had his laughter congealing against the back of his throat with the rest of his saliva, leaving his mouth uncomfortably dry.

Duncan, in turn, seemed just as shocked by the turn of events. The delinquent's terrified blue eyes darted from Noah's face to the knife jutting out of his thigh. Which prompted the cynic to contort his grimace into a toothy grin, as any sign of weakness here would completely ruin his carefully cultivated image, though the edges of his smile were soured by the constant throbbing pain in his leg.

Truly, it was Noah's own fault. He shouldn't've provoked the stab-happy jailbird, but messing with Duncan was just too fun an opportunity to pass up.

"Oh fuck! Oh shit, dude, I'm so sorry!"

And he really was. Noah could tell by the shaky panic in his voice, the bulging of his ice-blue eyes, and the way Duncan seemed to curl self-consciously into himself. Not that the pessimist thought he had any right to act to timid- he was the one with the knife in his leg.

Again, Noah wanted nothing more than to laugh at the absurdity of the situation. Here he was, stood before the resident metal-faced punk, brandishing the other's knife deep in the flesh of his thigh like some sort of twisted fashion statement. Every minor twitch and spasm of his muscles had white-hot agony lick at the back of his mind like flames, matching the welling heat of pained tears he desperately choked down; Noah refused to cry in front of Duncan, refused to let the other know just how much pain he was in.

He took a few tentative steps backwards, edging towards the exit of the Economy Cabin and towards the relative safety of the Confessional. Each step was a test in his composure, as every time he put even the slightest bit of weight onto his pierced leg Noah felt liquid hot torture bubble through his veins.

"Wow. I know you offered to give me a piercing, but don't you think this is a bit much?" Noah snarked, playing off the unsteady tightness of his voice as mirth with a humourless giggle, and disguising the wince he couldn't quite subdue as a cocky tilting of his head.

Noah placed a steadying hand on the doorframe of the exit, never once turning his back to his assaulter or letting his feral grin falter, as his tear-fogged eyes scanned across the cabin. He'd made it to the exit, but really needed a moment to catch his breath. It was so hard to breath around the sharp, burning pain.

The cynic felt, more than saw, the concerned looks the other occupants of Economy were shooting him. In fact, both Owen and Alejandro had jumped from their seats to, assumedly, assist him. That wouldn't do- Noah staunchly refused to show any semblance of helplessness in front of Alejandro. The latino's hero complex and overblown ego would never let Noah hear the end of it, and making himself even the slightest bit sympathetic in front of their audience would offset the persona he'd worked so hard to maintain.

Damn his team and their inconstant bouts of humanity; concern was the last thing Noah wanted! The whole situation was jeopardising his image! He'd have to do something drastic to stop his well intentioned teammates from following him- something crazy.

"I'm keeping this, by the way."

The bookworm yanked the knife from it's nested perch in is thigh, scattering scarlet droplets of blood in its wake, and brandished his newfound weapon with performative flourish. It hurt like a bitch, and Noah had to force down a shudder at the feeling of his own rapidly welling blood as it began to trickle down his leg like molasses in rivulets of crimson. No doubt his shorts would be ruined, not that they weren't already.

A resounding cry of disbelief rattled through the cabin, though Noah payed it no mind.

It... probably wasn't the best idea, ripping the knife out of his stab wound. But Noah was nothing if not committed to his act, and it wasn't as if he could just re-plug the bleeding with the knife.

Unless? ...No, no that was stupid. The persistent throbbing pain of his sluggishly bleeding wound was probably just messing with his head.

It was, however, satisfying to watch the well-intentioned concern on the other's faces drain into white-faced revulsion and terror, as Noah playfully began to spin the blood soaked weapon between his fingers. Both Owen and Alejandro came to a halt a few meters away from him, the Spaniard in particular seemed to recoil at the stray droplets of the cynic's blood as his face took on a peculiar green tinge.

And Duncan stood shell-shocked in his original position, apparently still stunned by disbelief by his own actions. Not that Noah cared, but it was a little ironic to him; the big bad delinquent couldn't handle the ramifications of his own violence. How sad, Noah's heart was just bleeding for him- or was it his leg? It was hard to tell, the rapid loss of blood made his deductive skills a little wonky.

"Thanks for the gift, Duncey. Toodles!~"

With that, Noah skittered his way out of the cabin, leaving a trail of scarlet behind him.

"Dude, what the fuck."

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And then p!Noah hobbles his way to the Confessional to treat his stab wound and stop the bleeding. And probably has a little cry over it because ouch, being stabbed hurts. (Obviously he'd muffle the sounds of his sobs and agonised hissed breaths as he deals with the wound- he wouldn't want anyone overhearing his moment of weakness.)

Then, of course, he remembers that the Confessional is decked out with a camera and quickly re-masks into his usual persona and waxes poetic about how pretty he looks covered in his own blood, and how Duncan was so generous in gifting him his prized knife, and how Noah would love to repay the favour. Or something along those lines.

Duncan in this scenario would have the added bonus of not only dealing with the guilt of stabbing someone, but also the paranoia of Noah's rebuttal. Of which Noah would relish in, because of course he would.

As for the others, Noah would make a conscious and continuous effort to keep them as unconcerned with his wellbeing as possible, since his whole goal is to make himself seem as inhuman and unstable as possible. Letting the others care about him would humanise Noah in the eyes of the cast and the audience at large, which is a big no-no for his game plan.

That doesn't mean he wouldn't let Owen fuss over him in private; Owen's one of the very few people around who knows that a lot of Noah's instability is an exaggeration, so Noah isn't as hesitant to lower his walls.

#in short: he's screaming on the inside but outwardly he's still committed to the bit.#no amount of crazy can make someone immune to the pain of being stabbed though #he can only keep the act up for so long before the mask slips.#being stabbed hurts y'all. like HURTS hurts. it's super hard to act casual when there's a knife sticking out of you.#also blood is a bitch to clean up so the real victim in this scenario is the intern who has to clean the confessional after Noah's used it.#pushing my nowen agenda at the end there. owen's the only one allowed to care about p!noah in his eyes #(in turn p!noah cares a lot about owen too but shh 🤫 that's a secret)#total drama #td noah #psycho!noah au #silly ideas #silly hypotheticals #others' ideas #replies #tw stabbing #tw blood

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charlieslowartsies · 1 year

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"Not so bad am I, lovely girl?"

me: i should work on portfolio pieces also me: OKAY BUUUUT HTTYD3 EXPLORERS AU !

explorer’s au tag is here

#httyd #hiccup haddock #light fury #httyd3 au #explorers au #how to train your dragon #how to train your dragon 3 #hidden world #au #its fun balancing her wildness with hiccup's idea of training lmao #she never wears a saddle or carries people but she carries herbs and salves #she also super untrusting and wary of others where as toothless kinda just sticks his nose in everyone's business

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multicolour-ink · 6 months

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How about a Mario x Wolf Children AU

PREMISE contains spoilers for the movie Wolf Children

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- Mia is a young woman from Brooklyn who falls in love with Pio. After some dates, Pio reveals that he belongs to a group of beings that have the power to transform into wolves (not a werewolf!).

- Mia doesn't let this faze her and the two get into a relationship and marry...

- Some time later Mia gives birth to twins, Mario and Luigi, who also inherit their father's wolf changing ability.

- Urged on by his wolf instincts to provide for his new offspring and his mate, Pio goes out hunting, but Mia later finds him dead from an accident.

- Heartbroken, Mia resolves to raise the children in the best way possible. This proves to be a challenge, as the city is no place for wild, half-wolf children.

- After too many complaints and suspicious looks, Mia decides the only way is to find a place where the children can grow up safely. She remembers Pio telling her about his homeland, far out in the countryside near the mountains, and is determined to get them there. She is aware that Pio's family live there - his father and his brother's - but she has never had the chance to meet them due to the dangers involved. Nevertheless, Mia figures that even if they don't accept her, she prays that they will still spare her children.

- She locates the area, and upon arriving takes up residence in a run down house. The locals eye her and her children, but Mia is determined to keep them safe. While the boys run wild and free, she looks into finding out where Pio's family are living.

- It turns out that they live somewhere up the mountains, dwelling out of sight from the village. Upon taking the trek up there with the boys, Mia is terrified, as an old man and two younger men aproach her...

- It doesn't take long for her to realise who they are, and to her surprise, they are welcoming. They take note of the children, and explain that they knew on sight and scent that they are Pio's.

- "I'm so sorry for your loss", Pa says. "The grief hurts just as much for us as it does for you. But I know he has picked a strong partner to raise her boys."

- After introductions, Pa sits with Mia in their desolate home, and explains to her that her boys are special. Unlike other wolf-humans of their kind, they are connected to both the spirit of nature, and the human world.

- But raising and living as a wolf-child is not easy - for Pa explains - as the boys grow, they must learn to choose their own paths in life.

- This proves to be true. For as the boys grow older, Mario starts to get along more with the villagers and the human side. While Luigi starts to favour the natural world....

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wishingstarinajar · 2 years

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I was lazily fiddling around with some tweaks to the bottom half of Monarch's robe/coat and sleeve cloak design.

The original is lacking something and I figured implementing the longer skirt of the robe/coat his pre-corrupted form has could help with that.

I'll settle on something for him eventually though. I'm in no rush and I rather find the right balance that I'm in love with rather than quickly pick something for the sake of it.

Monarch (Shattered!Monarch) ~ wishingstarinajar Shattered!Dream ~ Galacii | Dreamtale ~Jokublog

#undertale au #shattered!dream #shattered!monarch #sticking to the butterfly theme with this guy #would love to bring in the monarch butterfly wing pattern some more though #this was super lazy by the way! Can't say I was feeling very inspired in the first picture #wish art

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dynamic-k · 12 days

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I just read one of the tags in the recent chapter

WHAT DO YOU MEAN SOMEONES GONNA DIE

SCARLETT WHEN I CATCH YOU SCARLETT SCARLETT WHEN I CATCH YOU

HEHEHEHHHEHHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHE

I'm a diabolical author, what do you want from me-

U v U

>:D

YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHOOOOO

HAHAHAHHAAHA!!

#Ask Scarlett #Teehee~#Super Sticks AU

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dreamsy990 · 9 months

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kh2 au where everythings exactly the same except roxas is hanging around sora chara style. hes not particularly a vengeful spirit but hes not very nice either. also nobody but sora can see him. hijinks ensue.

#in all seriousness i think roxas would be mildly helpful #like not super nice #like he probably has a lot of unresolved hatred of sora #but hes sorta stuck with him so.#i think it would be fun for character development and for hijinks #this is very much inspired by narra chara and shared control aus for deltarune #i dont think roxas would tell sora much about who he is for a while #as far as sora knows hes just a weird ghost who seems to know a lot about their enemies yknow yknow #i think hed stick around until the world that never was #leading up to that i think when axel dies hed just. go silent #like hes still there but he wont talk to sora #and then a little while later theres his fight #and then he leaves #why is roxas a ghost you may be asking #and to that i say #something something he doesnt like sora idk ive thought about this for exactly. 10-20 minutes #honestly this is mostly just me wanting more roxas content and making a self indulgent au about it #i havent played kh3 but i think sora having a very personal connection to roxas besides what was already there would be more motivation-#-for trying to bring him back #again idk whats going on in that game very well but #idk it could be fun #this would be really fun to turn into a fic lmao #doodles #roxas #sora #kingdom hearts #none of this is very thought out to be clear #also someones definitely already made this au but i dont care #i havent seen it yet #ghost roxas au

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A torn piece of leather in embossed letters reads: “Talon interacting with Time and/or the grandkids?”

And this is the last one :) Thanks for all the fantastic prompts guys! Especially you Navi, I loved thinking of things for all the ones you sent <3

I'm still working on putting these up on ao3 btw, and I'm also planning on putting a few older snippets I've written with this au up on there as well so keep an eye out ;)

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“Get it! Get that one right there, it’s one of them!”

“No way, it’s those ones over there!”

“Ack!”

Legend nearly tripped over a cucco in his haste to try and grab a different one, and Hyrule narrowly avoided crashing into him as he looked around at the swarm of birds.

“Twenty seconds boys!” Talon said from the side, and his three grandsons scrambled to regain their footing and continue to grab at the cuccos.

They were visiting their grandpa on the ranch with the rest of the family, but Hyrule, Legend and Four had found themselves at loose ends. Their grandpa had offered to play a game with them, and ushered them out to the barn, quickly explaining the rules of what he called the Super Cucco Findin’ Game.

The goal was easy, simply find three of what their grandpa said were “super cuccos”, and for an added challenge, not use any of their powers. But there were a whole flock of the birds in here, and discerning between the super cuccos and regular ones was impossible.

“I think I got one!” Legend said triumphantly, holding a cucco above his head, and Talon gave him an approving thumbs up.

“Two more! Keep going, you have ten seconds!” he said with a smile, and his grandsons went back to trying to grab the birds even more frantically.

“I wish Sky was here,” Hyrule grunted as he dove for a bird. “He’d get the right ones in no time.”

“Or Wild, they’re really too fast for— ouch!” Legend yelped as a cucco pecked him.

Hyrule dove and managed to nab a bird, and Talon gave him an approving nod.

“One more! Five seconds!”

“Augh!”

Hyrule and Legend scrambled to grab a cucco, any cucco, but Four paused from where he'd mostly been running around the perimeter, and instead of running around like a crazy person, he carefully crept up on a large cucco that seemed different to him for some reason.

He pounced, and managed to grab the bird right as Talon stood and hollered, “time’s up!”

Legend and Hyrule awwed with disappointment, but Four held up the bird, and Talon’s eyes sparkled.

“Good job boys, that’s the last one! You did it!” their grandpa said with a smile, and Legend pumped a fist as Hyrule whooped. “That was some fine cucco findin’.”

He ruffled Four’s hair, and the youngest of his grandsons grinned, struggling not to drop the squawking bird in his arms. It was nearly as big as he was.

“So do we get a prize?” Legend asked, unable to hide the excited glint in his eyes. “You said you had something, right?”

Talon smiled, wrinkles showing at the corners of his eyes.

“Well... I was going to offer you some ice cream we’ve made from some of our own Lon Lon milk, but I don’t rightly know if you boys would want that...” he said thoughtfully, a sparkle in his eye.

He was met with three resounding cries of yes, they wanted ice cream, and Talon chuckled, scooping up Four and setting him on his shoulders.

"Well then I suppose I'd better keep my word. Let's go tell your mother we've got three new cucco champions in our midst."

#incredibles au #lu four #lu legend #lu hyrule #linked universe fanfic #writing from the floor #answers from the floor #mad-navi my beloved #Talon loves his grandsons #even if they're a handful sometimes #was gonna stick Time in here but it didn't quite work #he probably sees the three of them coming in all scratched and pecked and just sighs and goes 'Super Cucco Findin’ Game I see'#incredibles au fic

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