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extremely late for valentines' day but i doodled some little guys inspired by the training trio valentines littleguys my friend beans made :]
#danganronpa#himiko yumeno#kaede akamatsu#kiibo#danganronpa v3#valentines day#himiko is very strawberry to me..... baking is kinda like magic ok#it's magic adjacent#and florist kiibo lives in my head rent free now#ty again beans.... ive wanted to play dressup with them for so long and i was finally motivated by your art
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Headmaster Dumbledore is sure that the ghosts of Hogwarts were hiding something. He’d be the first to admit that he’s nosy when it came to things like these, but he simply doesn’t have the time. Whatever that lingered these halls, he’s sure does not mean Hogwarts any harm. The ghosts would not protect it if it did.
Albus Dumbledore Hummer around a lemon drop as his quill scratched over endless parchment paper.
His wand glowed green for a brief second, an acknowledgement, and settled down into its current owner’s hold.
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Danny Phantom hadn’t thought the castle he found during the summer months in this universe would be… so full of life. Not when there were ghosts, floating around like the castle were their own home.
Magic.
They were ghosts made of magic.
His core struggled, at first, to survive. Then, it took the magic and thrived.
He floated, invisible amongst the glittering candles beneath the imitated night sky, and watched students file in.
Quite different, from his own entrance.
He had floated into the tower, having felt a hint of resistance that he knew now were the castle wards. The ghosts, what he thought were ghosts before he realized ectoplasmic ghosts existed, stopped dead. Hah.
The shades dancing and whirling and conversing froze as he entered the tower. Life and death, and the beings that walked the line, stopped at the arrival of the One Who is the Line. The boy king wreathed in black and green glanced around.
“Hello. I’m Phantom.”
“The High King,” a ghost whispered. “Our king.”
“He’s an American?” Another one asked, scandalized. Danny, surrounded by those who he recognized as his, cracked the first smile he’s had in a while.
“Who cares? He’s…” The knight sunk to his knees, bowing with his ghostly sword in front of him.
The ghosts bowed. Danny floated in further. “Can you tell me where I am?”
“Of course.”
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Now… he’s watching the children get Sorted. Weird, for a hat to decide your classmates, but whatever.
Harry Potter’s name is called, and the whispers broke out. He doesn’t know why, but Danny couldn’t ask the ghosts. They barely know the current headmaster, as the dead generally care only for their own times.
Danny decides to visit the lake octopus. Lake squid? Something like that. The mer people beneath the waters liked him, the last time he went. The Sorting is put out of Danny’s mind. He’s dead now, too. The only thing he cares about now is to explore the vast halls of Hogwarts and the occasional visit to the kitchen to steal some food for his living body.
(Thank the Ancients he found a house elf who knew what seasoning was.)
(Sometimes, Danny flew to where his home would have been and gets comfort food at the nearest town. He missed it, but he can’t go back.)
The ghosts know by now to call for Phantom should they need something (“I’m American,” he joked at the ghost. “We’re not big on kings. You can just call me Phantom.”)
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The third year he’s there, Danny feels the effects of Clockwork’s power. When he investigates, it’s the red headed girl he once saw leaving the library, paper clutched in her hand.
She helped save one of his subjects, so he owes her. Plus, if she’s using Clockwork’s powers, this Hermione has potential.
And… she’s using it to study.
She reminds him of Jazz.
——
A wave of ice crackled and froze the fleeing rat and the feral wolf man.
“What?!” Harry screeched to a stop, eyes wide at the ghost child in front of him.
Danny turned, and landed gently on the ground. Snape snarled at him in suspicion. Danny allowed himself to become living again, black hair and blue eyes and tan skin replacing the white, green, black thing his dead form had.
“Who’re you?” The red-headed boy, Ron?, asked him through gritted teeth.
Danny smiled at them, dimples appearing. “A friend.”
Before the trio and co. could say anything, Danny whips his head around, palm coming up.
“Stop.” He orders. The creeping sense of cold and dread shuttered to a stop. “Go over there,” he said, and the dementors, hovering at the edge of his periphery obeyed. Danny turned back to the mildly terrified and flummoxed group.
“Let’s go. You’re all going to catch a cold, if you don’t move it. Especially you, scrawny and greasy.” He pointed at the godfather and Snape.
——
“Hey, Danny?”
“What, Harry?”
“Why’d you help us? I mean, you said you didn’t want to involve yourself in stuff like that.”
Danny hummed, wisped tail curling up against him as he soaked in the sun’s rays. “Because you reminded me of myself. And in the end, you died.”
“You literally brought me back,” Harry deadpanned, remembering the place between life and death, and how the angry Danny was when he stormed onto that train platform. The King had taken him by the scruff of his shirt collar like a particularly incensed mother cat, and dragged him off away from a puzzled Dumbledore.
“You were being stupid. You’re too young to die.”
“Like you?”
Danny snorted. “Nah. I didn’t have a choice.”
#danny phantom#harry potter#no I don’t like j.k. Rowling nor do I support her views#Danny is sad ghost boi in Hogwarts#he’s got a magical core now but through like adaptation and osmosis or some shit#magic simply doesn’t work on him bc he’s a ghost adjacent#Danny is the mom friend#you wouldn’t think so but he is#totally an enabler but also a mom#Hermione being Clockwork’s fav
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Trying stuff with camera angles, not sure how I feel about the outcome…
#18+ minors dni#18+ content#18+ blog#18+ comic#breeding kink cw#preggophilia#pregnancy#pregnant#preggo kink#pregnancy art#hyper pregnancy#rapid pregnancy#magical pregnancy#pregnancy comic#pregnancy transfer#OC: Millie Reynard#open omega#omegaverse adjacent#omega female#omegaverse#alpha beta omega
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#when is it clint’s turn to play an endearingly insufferable elf-adjacent magic user???#the adventure zone#taz#polls#taako#fitzroy maplecourt#devo la main
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You don't control anything. And that terrifies you.
#5x08#hand motif#theme: freedom#subset: imprisonment#y e a h#tdp callum#s5#arc 2#if there is longing on the mirror of my heart#so i'll do you a favour and set you free#LIKE. NOT THE HAND#interesting that finnegrin's starts in the hands (with rayla too)#whereas the star version of viren's dark magic stone spell starts in the heart for both of them#screencaps#tdp#the dragon prince#snake boi callum week#adjacently i suppose
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Had a Facebook marketplace adventure today with @crowtoed to pick up an 1855-80s(?) era ship's compass for a shockingly good price.
#hiking adventures#my cat dexter#terror adjacent#the order of photos implies the compass took us on a magic quest to find pączki#which isn't too far from the truth#so the manufacturer of the compass split from its parent company in 1855#that is the earliest it could be from#haven't done much digging beyond that
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This image is from the Akemi Takada (高田明美) art book YGG-DRASIL (世界樹). Takada is most notable in the world of magical girls as the character designer for Magical Angel Creamy Mami (魔法の天使クリィミーマミ) and Magic Stage Fancy Lala (魔法のステージ・ファンシーララ). She also worked on the magical girlfriend series, Urusei Yatsura (うる星やつら).
#creamy mami#magical angel creamy mami#magic Angel creamy mami#魔法の天使クリィミーマミ#昭和#showa era#majokko adjacent#魔法のステージ・ファンシーララ#Magic stage fancy Lala#urusei yatsura#うる星やつら#高田明美#takada akemi#akemi takada
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I think Bixby Prospero in #DanielSpellbound deserved to look a bit more goblin considering being half-goblin/half-human. With and without glamour. Another character I've liked and wanted to draw more of!
Also had another variant of what I feel she would look like a bit more in the middle normally, but I'm a bit torn bc I do love their design as is.. I figured the pic on the right was just having the goblin show more when heated up.
#Bixby Prospero#Daniel Spellbound#Bleeding Magic AU#goblin#honestly has more orc kind of vibes but they did say goblin I guess#Bixby's VA goes by she/her and they/them I believe and I SWEAR I saw them use that for Bixby too but can't find it now!!#but I like to think Bixby also goes by that :)#my art#I took some inspiration from monkeys/ape mouths being terrifying in a human adjacent way
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Magical Girl-Superhero AU anyone?
#they’re still guys and guy-adjacent btw#I don’t really do genderbending once I have a clear vision in my head and I see magical girl as more of a vibe#voice of the hero#voice of the contrarian#contrahero#still need a name for transformed!Contrarian. but I’m calling Hero Starling :]#slay the princess#slay the princess au#Echomirror AU#magical girl au#stp au#stp voices#sal draws#sketches
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I am not the only traveler
Who has not repaid his debt
I've been searching for a trail to follow again
Take me back to the night we met
— Lord Huron "The Night We Met"
so. a little thing with Ross and Crozier that has been in my head for a long time.
the Arctic gives and the Arctic takes away.
#yeap i chose the dumbest way to draw aurora borealis so let's say that it's the magic of friendship in the air#have been planning to draw this for a long time so yahoo? finally?#and now im sad :(#these two make me insane#and oh please open the picture for better quality :(#francis crozier#james clark ross#rossier#the terror#(adjacent)#polar exploration#hms terror#hms erebus#ross expedition#franklin expedition
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two more days for submissions! we have 155 submissions so far
will be fighting in a mini 'no canon appearance' bracket: tim stoker, carlos the scientist, ulysses diesatdawn, potentially a couple more
have enough submissions for a guaranteed place in the bracket: cavendish from one piece, boa hancock from one piece, dick greyson from batman, aramis (specifically from bbc musketeers)
would have enough submissions if versions of him were combined: kurosawa/karan from cherry magic
#as a big fan of dumas' 3 musketeers and the writer of a play adaptation of it#i'm interested perplexed and slightly threatened by bbc musketeers#ANYWAY. i hear that kurosawa and karan are quite different (i know japanese cherry magic but not thai)#but on the other hand#combining would be their ticket in#tournament adjacent
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Does Dooku have a first name, or did in Legends? The Rupalp’s Podrace podcast has this running joke where they say it’s Craig. So I sometimes tag posts “Craig Dooku”.
How much does Legends Dooku seep into your fics?
Oh, fun question! I'd seen that tag and wondered. That's great. :D
No first name in Legends - which lead to the famous fanon "Yan Dooku" which started popping up in fics when the films were coming out. In current canon, I think Dooku is supposed to be his first name, and "House Serenno" is his family name, with the planet (re?)named for his family after they threw the ancient Sith out back in the day. So he'd be Dooku of House Serenno, or Dooku Serenno, which I actually love. Secret heir vibes with him just going by his first name when his last name would immediately give away his connection to a family that hated him and threw him out.
As for Legends Dooku and my fics - I write Sith-Era Dooku strongly influenced by Legends. His portrayal in Yoda: Dark Rendezvous is likely why I'm a Dooku fan: I like the mix of wry elegance, deadliness, and a pit of needy instability. It's a heady brew.
By contrast, Legends Jedi Dooku gave me a tummy ache. Current Canon Jedi-Era Dooku is actually WHY I started writing fic again after a billion years away. I feel like it gave me a lot of permission to write Jedi Dooku the way I'd always wanted to, working backward from how he ends up, instead of this cardboard cutout evil guy with a couple Dracula references thrown in that we see in Legends. I never understood why the Council, people who he didn't even get along with, would vouch for him so hard in AotC if he was this cold, unpleasant caricature of a person.
I'm not saying the current canon doesn't have any flaws, but they let Jedi Dooku be brave, funny, emotional (fucking SO EMOTIONAL), a great teacher, parental, warm, awkward, embarrassing, and genuine. He has moments of incredible valor and ability; he also makes mistakes and sometimes just totally wipes out with them. He's stern and reserved, but he also surrounds himself with loving, funny extroverts.
Anyway, as a person who mainly writes fic with Dooku in that Jedi era, it was great characterization to me and I draw on it heavily. That's a guy I want to take on an adventure, you know?
#sorry I went long but this was really interesting to think about#you have the best questions Geode#dooku#star wars meta#fic adjacent#also yan dooku ahhhh I was there when the old magic was written
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My attempt to draw Sigyn, or a version of her
Thoughts below the cut:
[poor paraphrasing of Norse Mythology incoming]
Been looking up the Norse myth of Loki and he had two wives - an ice giant who was his secret wife and when Odin found out about her he forbade him from being with her, and a second wife, Sigyn who theres not much on but when he murdered a god and was punished by being burned continuously by a giant snake, she stood over him and caught the venom in a bowl so it wouldn’t burn him but occasionally she had to go and empty it, so it would burn him again. In conclusion, she was a very devoted partner
Anyways I don’t know where they’re heading with the rest of Loki this season, but in my head I’ve decided they’re going to go through all the timelines to defeat that timeline’s version of He Who Remains to hopefully prevent another war
So…what if Loki, Mobius, and co bamf into one of these timelines, are taken captive, and when Loki is brought to the throne room of that timeline’s ruler, bam, it turns out to be Sigyn, his wife in this timeline
Only in this timeline, Loki became a very well-loved king of Asgard with Sigyn as his queen and they had two kids who wouldn’t remember Loki, cuz, gasp, this timeline’s Loki was killed by this timeline’s version of He Who Remains, and they were barely toddlers when it happened (let’s say now they’re fully grown adults)
So I have this reveal scene I can’t get out of my head of Loki, as we know him, and the rest of the gang being brought to the throne room to answer to the person in charge (who are you and why have you attacked my men, etc etc). They’re brought in bound and with hoods over their heads so it’s very dramatic when Loki’s is taken off. Everyone gasps cuz Loki is supposed to be dead in this timeline
This theoretical episode is Sigyn getting to know the Loki we know and Loki getting to know that in one version of himself he had a family and was a beloved ruler of Asgard
Wish I had the patience to write this story so I may just do random drawings if I can muster up the motivation
#sigyn#norse mythology#loki series#Loki spoilers#of sorts#my art#loki laufeyson#story thoughts#why am I like this#magic#marvel#marvel adjacent
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there's another ranchers/zits/giggs au story concept in my head i've been playing with, so let's-- just call this a demo.
Feel free to send asks or just give general feedback, not only will it help me to flesh out the au more, it'll also give me more ideas on where to go. I've seen similar aus out there, but nothing quite like this one-- or having all the same concepts as this one. If people like it, I might turn it into an actual longfic. but i tend to run out of steam on my longfics (mostly due to a lack of interaction tbh. if no one else is excited about my au, then it's not worth pursuing, right? but that's my problem and something I have to work through myself, not something for anyone else to fix)
Anyway.
This is a thing.
The moment Jimmy laid eyes on Tango, he knew something was-- off-- about him.
They'd met him in a tavern, in the small town that lay below the abandoned Deepfrost Citadel. Jimmy's adventuring troupe had been commissioned with finding an artifact in the Citadel, and bringing it back to its rightful owner. The bounty offered would be enough to pay off the troupe's debts and much much more. When they'd asked around for any sort of maps, or a guide, the tavern keeper had pointed them over to Tango.
"He's the only one to have ever made it out of that cursed place alive." The dwarf had told them, pointing to where their future guide was sitting in the corner, "If you want a guide, he's the only one who can."
Jimmy's sense for danger had shivered up his spine and stolen his breath the moment he looked over. But-- no one in his troupe paid any attention to him anyway.
Besides, the negotiations had gone well, Tango seemed amical enough, and no one else seemed to have a problem with him. It was only Jimmy, and his overzealous avian anxiety. They would pay Tango half his fee up front, and half when they got back to the village safely.
It took them half a week to get up to the Citadel, and that was with the help and knowledge of Tango as their guide. Jimmy kept him at arms' length, not quite knowing why but deciding to trust his gut on this one. Tango was dangerous, in a way that he couldn't figure out. He'd brought it up to the others in his troupe, but none of them believed him. They all loved Tango. He was clever, quick to laugh and even quicker to crack a joke, and ever so useful.
By the time they made it to the door of the Citadel, Tango had become an invaluable member of the troupe.
Tango disappeared that first night, spent barricaded in an outlying tower and hoping not to freeze to death. Jimmy had been on watch, and between one glance and the next, Tango hadn't been in his bedroll anymore.
But-- he'd been right back in the morning, acting like Jimmy didn't know what he was talking about.
It was the little things that kept setting Jimmy on edge. Tango knew a little too much about the Citadel, he'd found the 'hidden' door to the crypts too easily, had pushed the troupe to descend into the depths faster than was safe, not letting them scout it with a familiar like they normally would. He could pick the locks almost like he had a silent knock spell in his fingers, and somehow knew his way through the maze of icy caverns like the back of his hand.
And every night, after everyone was asleep, he disappeared. Jimmy was the only one who noticed. No one else believed him either, did they just-- not notice the empty bedroll when they were on watch?
When they finally believed him, it wasn't until Tango disappeared for good. One morning, he just-- didn't come back.
Then the monsters started appearing.
One thing lead to another as they pressed deeper and deeper into the dungeon under the Citadel, icy crypts full of wraiths and furry beasts morphing into wet caverns covered in mushrooms and a pirate ship complete with it's undead crew; leading down into black mines that had supposedly been blocked off by cave ins over a hundred years ago-- and before they knew it they'd lost a member of the troupe-- their healer-- and then they were tripping tail over teakettle into a maze so dark and cold that even those in the troupe with darkvision couldn't see.
It spat them out into a chamber not unlike the throne room found mirrored high above in the Deepfrost Citadel. It was full of gold and magic and things that would make any adventurer drool at the prospect of having them to keep.
Jimmy hadn't felt 'safe'-- not since he'd first met Tango in that tavern all those weeks ago-- but the sense of someone watching them stayed his hand.
The rest of the troupe had gotten busy, plundering everything in reach and searching for the artifact they'd been sent to collect.
But not Jimmy.
When asked why he wasn't stuffing his pockets with gold, he waved off the troupe with the excuse of keeping watch. After all, there were the monsters to contend with still--
Tango's giggle seemed to come from everywhere at once.
"Oh, you really should have listened to poor, sweet Jimmy when you had the chance~"
And suddenly Tango was there, on the throne in the center of the room, but instead of the blond, brown-eyed and rough-hewn guide they'd come to know and trust, it was a creature made of frost and shadows.
Jimmy's heart dropped out his stomach.
"Dragon--!"
Oh, they were dead.
Scratch that. Apparently everyone but Jimmy was dead.
Not like that was much better.
#team rancher#team rancher au#jimmy solidarity#tangotek#viviwrites#a new au#dragonfrost au#dont mind me#if you have questions#just ask#its sorta a dnd adjacent world#Tango would be the rough equivalent of a silver dragon.#for anyone curious#the longfic would be more of a play on the dungeon guide jimmy aus i've seen#where he 'guides' an adventuring parties to their deaths to protect tango and the hoard.#but instead its the giggs crew (+ maybe pearl?) and they are just here to explore. (and also find jimmy)#(they don't know jimmy is jimmy because dragon magic)#and tango just wants friends. mostly#but most 'mortals' he meets are selfish and greedy#leading them to his hoard is a test.
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I have a headcanon that Nerris and Harrison are actually next door neighbours and their dads fucking hate each other
#rotomtalks#camp camp#cc nerris#cc harrison#harrison and nerris’s bedroom windows are right across the other so they see each other everyday#nerrison#I mean not inherently but it’s nerrison adjacent#magic duo#magic kids
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