Hatless Balan Old Sketches (BAiWW)
It has been a while since I shared art based off Balan, specifically from my au, Balan: Adventure into Wonderworld! Although I don’t have any new art, (hoping that can change soon when I have the time) there is this old sketch I made of his hatless persona when I was trying out my stylus. Including one with his bangs on his face!
Hope you all enjoy!
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my object ocs story is already waayyy too complicated without introducing the concept of them living in different centuries or timelines but it would be a cool idea if one of them was like from 1800s china and one of them was from 1980s new york city etc and how they'd interact in that way
reminds me of a theory that i saw very early into hfjone where somebody theorized that the characters might be from different time periods and that amelia was actually from the 80s, so when she returned to their world she wouldn't even be able to find liam because he wouldn't have been born yet. interesting concept
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Benefit of the Doubt
Premise: ADA!Chuuya and ADA!Dazai, both going straight after a life in the PM, but they don't know each other.
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Chuuya had a hunch.
A grave, destructive hunch whenever he saw Dazai's eyes darken when he thought all heads had turned away.
The Agency was ruthless, but only when it needed to be. It had been carved into them, one way or the other.
Switching sides was more than shedding a coat, but symbols made it easier to draw a line in the sand.
This is who you are |This is who you were
Now, in face of the truth, Chuuya sometimes wondered if Dazai abhorred black for the same reasons as he did.
If he looked in the mirror and realized how dangerously easy it would be to just slip into the grooves of what they had once been.
If his sins were the demons that kept him up at night.
Or if it was the mistakes, the losses, the screw-ups that writhed and crawled in his veins, failure a bone-deep, burnished black he would never cleanse his hands from.
Chuuya would wade through an ocean of corpses if it meant the Agency's safety.
Those two years had been so lonely. Hanging between the underground and the surface world like a stray mutt who had been only trained to kill, kill, kill, and knew nothing else.
Waiting for the light had been so lonely.
Surely, Dazai knew what it felt like.
Chuuya didn't know Dazai, but the Agency had given him the benefit of a doubt when he'd first joined, and then time and time again as a fully qualified member.
Assholery did not guarantee suspicion, and unless and until he gave off the slightest hint of malice, Chuuya would find it in himself to keep making excuses for him.
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I saw your tags about corrupt!shay and listen..........i may or may not have something in the works but I just haven't had the motivation and insp to finish it 👀👀 but don't worry that brainrot exists and i feel it too
GOD the way this fandom works, I'm surprised that Corrupt!Shay isn't already a thing? Please make it a thing? It's such a concept??!
Alternate timeline Shay, where he lets his sense of justice become infected by vengeance? Shay who buries his conscience and gladly becomes the monster everyone expects him to be? Shay giving in to anger instead of realizing his grief, and ending anyone who ever crossed him with cold callousness? Grand Master Cormac (!!) sitting on his bloody throne like a whore, the man he once was long forgotten as he's transformed into the very thing he sold his soul to destroy?
I'm rooting for you, this is the kind of degenerate content I live for
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*In which Roger tried to make friends with Smartass, and Poppy is concerned*
Poppy: "Um, Roger? About this party you're throwing for Smarty... Do you really think it's a good idea? I mean-"
Roger: *patting Poppy on the head reassuringly* "Don't you worry your pretty little head about mean 'ol Smartypants! You're big cousin Roger has it all figured out!"
Poppy: "..."
Poppy: *deadpanned* "I'm a year older than you."
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2023 reads / storygraph
The Free People’s Village
sci-fi set in an alternate 2020, where Gore was elected and declared a War on Climate Change rather than a War on Terror - but otherwise not much is different, capitalism still reigns and benefits the white and privileged while criminalizing marginalised - especially Black and Indigenous - people
follows a young queer white woman who’s the guitarist in a punk band at a warehouse-turned-housing-and-venue, and who teaches at a predominantly Black school
when she learns that The Lab is going to be torn down for a new electromagnetic hyperway, she gets involved in the movement to stop it - at first just to keep her band, but she gets more involved as she reckons with her privilege and her own anti-racist journey as The Lab becomes the centre of an anti-capitalist revolution during a time of increasing political unrest
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Pride Month Drabble Challenge: Day 9
Reblog of the challenge rules with links to my posts are here.
“So, what do you think?”
“If your goal was to go stargazing, a new moon would have been better than a full one.”
“Oh…”
“Or if your goal was to get me out in the wilderness where you can murder me without witnesses, you’ve overlooked the fact that I would definitely be the one walking away alive from that.”
“I…”
“And if you’re trying to get the scenery just right for dramatically revealing you’re a werewolf, you should know I’ve got a gun with silver bullets in my bag.”
“What?”
“But if your goal was to have a romantic anniversary alone together under a picturesque night sky, you nailed it.”
“You’re the worst, you know that?”
“And yet, you put all this together. Seriously, it’s perfect. I know you’re not big on the great outdoors, so don’t think I don’t appreciate you going out of your comfort zone for this.”
“Yeah, well, I figured that as long as you were dragging me to the gym and whipping me into something resembling shape, I may as well put the results to good use. Besides, you’ve gotten me into a lot of firsts; may as well add camping to the list.”
“Oh? And how are you liking your first time camping?”
“The view is breathtaking.”
“You say while not looking up at the sky.”
“I’m aware.”
“...”
“...”
“Congratulations on another first.”
“What’d I do?”
“Flirted without being an utter nerd.”
“Do you want me to ruin it? Because I’ll ruin it.”
“Not if I ruin it first.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“You fool. You’ve brought the professional astronomer to an internationally recognized dark sky zone. You cannot out-nerd me here. This is my domain. Now sit your butt down and prepare yourself for the next hour of constellations and space facts before we even begin to return to anything romantic.”
“You just said the full moon wasn’t ideal for stargazing.”
“You underestimate my power.”
“You’re bluffing.”
“Wanna bet?”
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