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aspynnwoofs · 21 days

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So, now I’m really curious. What are your head canons? (Or at least some of your favorite ones, though I’m really fine with hearing the full list if you want to share.)

{Most of the stuff in this list comes into effect after the events of Amphibia unless specifically stated otherwise}

Marcy uses a wheelchair or crutches to get around after Amphibia (my main and favorite headcanon, but not always active depending on the situation I want her to be in)

Marcy has circular scars on her arms and legs from the Core armor and cable things from when she was possessed (nerve ports? electrical scars? :/

Marcy is insanely traumatized and can be triggered by small things TwT

Marcy has nightmares often

Marcy gets panic attacks

Marcy does age regression sometimes, and when she does it’s adorable and Anne but mostly Sasha takes care of her :3

Sasha and Anne (but mostly Sash because I’m just like that) call Marcy lots of sweet nicknames like Marce, Mars, Marshmallow, Marbles, Marmalade, and Mars-Bars, but not Mar-Mar because that’s what Core-Anne and Core-Sasha called her in the illusions. Plus Andrias and he betrayed and stabbed her (My favorite of the nicknames is Marbles) :3 <3

Sasha is the best at comforting Marcy slash calming her down

Marcy still feels guilty for years and years after Amphibia TwT

Marcy has small scars on her face where the helmet cut and dug into her skin

Marcy is really small and kinda skinny

Marcy was really skinny, malnourished, weak, and exhausted after being freed from the Core helmet

The Epilogue is semi canon depending on how i feel, it’s kinda like an AU

Sasha is buff {alternate wording: Sasha has a lot of muscle} (see pic at bottom if possible)

All of the three Amphibia girls are covered in scars, with Anne having the least. I’m debating whether Marcy or Sasha has more

Sasha’s main hairdo is the one she has in the Epilogue, similar to her hair is Season 3 but shorter (like the picture below)

(Not really a headcanon but still) Marcy has soft amber brown eyes, Sasha has cerulean blue eyes, and Anne has chocolate brown eyes

Sasharcy is a thing <3 <3 :D

The period of time that Marcy is in pain and screams during the possession is a good bit longer than in canon, making Andrias pretty much torture her

Olivia and Yunan are Marcy’s newt moms <3

Grime is Sasha’s toad dad

Anne is officially a Plantar and Sprig and Polly are her siblings

Marcy stays unconscious for a few minutes after the helmet comes off

Sasha got super scared and concerned for Marcy when she didn’t wake up immediately after the helmet came off

(This is a maybe) Marcy gets gray hair from the strain the Core put on her body, maybe from the shocking and pain of the initial possession (plus a whole boatload of trauma)

Anne gets white hair from her death/rebirth, not much but some

Marcy’s hair got way longer during the months in the castle after her ‘death’

Sasha got fairly close with Ivy (Sundew) after they joined forces through the resistance

Marcy didn’t get to get clean or sleep as Darcy so she’s in pretty bad condition after

Marcy gets sick often-ish

The rejuvenation tank is referred to as ’the pickle jar’

(This is small but anyway) After Andrias stabs Marcy a trickle of blood goes down her chin from the corner of her mouth (there isn’t blood all over the place because the hot nature of the sword cauterized the stab wound…unfortunately…)

The stabbing seriously messed up Marcy’s torso area

Marcy gets kind of mentally tortured when the Core took over, after she refused the false fantasy they had offered, they used the illusions to mess with her and get at her fears

Marcy wasn’t entirely sure Sasha and Anne were the real thing when saved because the Core messed with her

Marcy was in a lot of pain after being freed from the Core, especially her head

In the AU called ‘You look too much like me’, Marcy gets sick and wounded more and longer than in the OG

Andrias did care for Marcy, just not enough to stand up to his dad for it (come on dude!)

Sasha’s ginormous back injury is NOT ignored and instead addressed properly

Sasha has some trouble walking after the Sasha/Darcy fight because of the GIANT FLIPPING SLASH ON HER BACK!!! Seriously canon, when that kind of thing happens you can’t just say ‘she’s fiiine…’ and leave it! That wound needs consequences! She does end up fully recovered though

Post-canon Anne has an identity crisis cause of the clone stuff and it takes a while to talk to her parents about it

Post-canon Marcy has a guilt complex

Sasha does become a therapist like in the Epilogue

Anne does become a herpetologist like in the Epilogue

You know what, Marcy can be a webtoon artist like in the Epilogue too

Marcy has memory problems because the Core was mean and messed with them >:(

Marcy is autistic, like very autistic (I can’t believe it took me so long to put this!) flappy flappy :D

Marcy is ADHD too

Sasha thinks Marcy is adorable <3

All three Amphibia girls have lots of sweet sweet trauma

They all get flashbacks sometimes, Marcy the worst

Sasha is afraid of falling (I mean after Toad Tower… it makes sense.)

Marcy has chronic pain

That scene in Season 3a at the store where Anne and her parents are play fighting and Anne’s mom comes up behind her and FAKE STABS her with an orange sword, Anne has a bit of a breakdown because that is EXACTLY what happened to Marcy!

Anne is a lot more torn up about seemingly losing Marcy than in canon. Like dude, your friend just got murdered in front of you! The least you can do is be a bit more… i dunno what to say, but anyway! Dude!

Marcy has a couple triggers, like touching her head where the helmet was, touching her upper back and chest (especially the scars) holding her forearms where she was restrained, stuff like that

Marcy is short. It fits much better to her character and makes her cute and offers so many more shipping *cough* Sasharcy *cough* opportunities

Marcy has problems with wearing helmets, it reminds her of the Core helmet, triggers flashbacks

Marcy has huge issues with hurting Sasha or Anne, but mostly Sasha, because of how she hurt them as the Core, gets super worked up about it

Time limit is dumb and stupid and the worst and i’m tired >:/

Marcy gets a bit nervous when she sees orange stuff, way more if it glows (basically Mar no like orange) because of the Core and the fire sword that practically killed her

Marcy can get tired/exhausted easily

Sprig and Ivy have a good relationship

Sasha and Anne care a lot about Marcy, and get worried when she gets hurt or sick or something and it’s great

Sasha is stubborn and doesn’t like to let people know when she’s not doing well

Sasha is very good with kids

Sasha and Marcy’s parents aren’t very good parents

Anne’s parents see Sasha and Marcy kind of like daughters

Anne’s parents make sure all three of the girls are doing okay because the other’s parents don’t

MARCY DOESN’T MOVE please, i need her to stay where people can take care of her (and be worried about her)

Marcy’s blood fades back to red from green quickly

Sasha will sometimes carry Marcy when needed and sometimes when it’s not, just because

Marcy, Sasha, and Anne are really good friends, like really good

You know what, I’m gonna say it again. TIME LIMIT IS STUPID and the worst and I want it to stop, and I’m tired again and I just want to reeeaaad…. Let me read plz TwT

If they were to meet, Marcy and Luz would get along really well and would become nerd friends

Marcy and Sasha are guilt buddies- basically they both can connect and relate through their feelings of guilt for the things they’ve done, allowing them to open up to each other in ways they aren’t able to with others, even Anne

Marcy uses little text emoticons like this when texting or writing- ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ hehe :)

When Marcy sleeps, she always snores softly

Sasha is tall

Anne is also tall but not as tall

Marcy is teeny little short and adorable <3 :3

Marcy has *panic attacks* sometimes

Sasha’s favorite sound is Marcy’s giggle because it’s adorable <3

Yulivia is super great and very existent

Yunan likes to watch out for Marcy and stuff

Olivia is tired of being the only adult of the group (Yunan, Marcy, Andrias, and Olivia) and wishes Andrias would act like his 1000-yo self rather than a child… she loves Marcy and Yunan anyway

Yunan and Olivia are very protective of Marcy

Marcy sometimes calls Yulivia ‘mom’

Although… Yunan is ‘mama’ Olivia is ’mom’ Marcy is ‘newtling’ or ‘eft’ or whatever baby newts are called

Yunan and Marcy get really close

Olivia despises Andrias for what he did to Marcy >:(

After the Calamity Trio get home, they all stay at the Boonchuy’s while they recover :)

Marcy has dyspraxia (I found the term and use for Marcy in a fic, look it up if you want to know)

Yunan has dyslexia (i found this in a fic too, and for some reason it fits)

Olivia drinks ‘juice’ but doesn’t have it too often ;)

Marcy and Mr. Boonchuy are besties and game together

Marcy has newt moms she considers better parents than her biological parents (i mean look at a picture down below some Darcies)

Polly would commit arson if you gave her the opportunity >:D

Marcy’s skin is often cold

Sasha is super affectionate <3

When Marcy first got back from Amphibia, she got night terrors almost nightly

Sasha can be really flirty at times

Sasha and Hunter would be best buds and friend-rivals if they met

Sasha is the best after Marcy like wow, i dont even know why but shes my favorite after marce

Sasha does not blame Marcy even one bit for the scar on her back

Marcy loves spicy food but has zero tolerance

Not a headcanon! Matt Braly actually said this: Marcy’s favorite flavor of ice cream is mint-chocolate chip

Marcy uses glasses sometimes and looks adorable in them <3

The girls wear suits instead of dresses occasionally

Yulivia adopts (or has) a daughter that they name Marceline but they call her Marcy, and she’s green

Yunan wags her tail when she’s happy

Yunan is bad at flirting

Yulivia’s daughter has autism like her namesake

Olivia gets really flustered when Yunan does things that show her muscles hehe

Yunan and Olivia have known each other for a long time

Yunan and Olivia tease each other a lot

Yunan calls Olivia ‘Liv’ (that one might actually be canon i’m not entirely sure)

Got this idea from a fic: Yunan eats grubhog bacon as payback/revenge

*GASP* I said I was gonna put his but I didn’t! Well I will now. (See next)

Sasha and Marcy would totally get married if they got stuck in Amphibia together without Anne (basically she didn’t come back after dying, so no shards to go back and no Anne, just Sasharcy)

Marcy doesn’t like wearing tight clothing, partially because it’d touch her scar, partially just a preference

*snicker* Marky Wu B)

Both Sasha and Marcy are no good at cooking, but Sasha is better at it and less likely to set anything on fire

Anne is amazing at cooking

Darcy is totally autistic

Anne is a cat person

Sasha is more of a dog person (wait, she actually says this in season 3b)

Marcy just loves animals, but also birds because it reminds her of Joe

Sasha and Marcy cuddle

Marcy and Sasha are in the hospital for a bit after Amphibia, Anne comes to visit as often as possible

The Boonchuys really care about Marcy and Sasha, even though they weren’t the best friends before, and even though they made some mistakes during their time in Amphibia. The Boonchuys recognize that the two didn’t have the greatest home life and that they went through a lot in Amphibia, neither will be the same mentally or even physically because of their actions, and they have become better people.

Sprig and Polly are ADHD. Definitely.

Anne’s favorite colors are yellow and purple

Sasha gets a tattoo of Grime’s symbol on her bicep

Sasha is bisexual (canonically!)

Anne’s only nickname for Sasha is ‘Sash’, but Sasha lets Marcy call her ‘Sashy’ and ‘Sashimi’ and ‘Sunshine’ and all other cute nicknames its so cuuuute and Sasha doesnt let anyone else call her that

(Why the actual heck do i want to use ‘him’ for Sasha? What?) {yeah no i’m just doin it}

If (pffft if) Sasha and Marcy were in a relationship, Sasha would call Marcy all the nicknames and names you call your gf like babe/baby and honey and sweetie along with all the cute affectionate nicknames Sasha has for Marcy. Sasha would be superaffectionate in all the ways, they’d be super cute together. They’d give each other little kisses a lot, on the cheek and on the head and stuff, and Sasha would be very gentle with Marcy. They’d cuddle together at night to keep nightmares away and to make them feel safer. Can you tell I think about them a lot? If not there’s nothing I can do for you. And sometimes I wonder why a quarter of the fanart i have on my phone is Sasharcy… plus most of the art I make… if it isn’t Marcy on her own it’s Sasha with her. I love it :)

The girls get therapy

At first Marcy covers up as much skin as possible, not wanting people to see her scars. But she eventually becomes more relaxed about it, and wears more open clothing without getting self conscious (got this idea from a piece of fanart, i’ll put it below the stab pictures)

Anne’s parents are named ‘Bee’ (Mr. B) and ‘Oum’ (Mrs. B)

The nickname that Marcy uses for Sasha most often, more often than his actual name, is Sashy

The Calamity Trio has special nicknames for each other: Sunshine, for Sasha; Moonlight, for Marcy; and Stardust for Anne

When Sasha is feeling extra romantic (even just a tiny bit) he’ll call Marcy Moonlight

Sasha and Marcy feel more at home at the Boonchuy’s than their own houses

Marcy is a physical touch love type of person and Sasha provides that for her

Polly and King would probably take over the worlds if they met

All of the people involved with everything get nightmares about it for years afterward

Sasha sometimes has dreams about losing Marcy, and sleeping/cuddling with her helps reassure him

When the Calamity Trio go back to school they don’t really talk to many people

Anne gets super famous from being on tv

Marcy’s hair loses it’s shine/glossiness after the stuff with the Core, and it takes a bit to come back

The Calamity Trio love going to the Renaissance fair, and Anne and Sasha will show off their sword skills and spar with each other

Sometimes Anne or Marcy (but mostly Anne) will eat bugs unprompted, and other people think they’re crazy

Anne loves frogs a ton

Sometimes nightmares, guilt, and memories keep Marcy from sleeping at night

I’m torn between Marcy having a really bad sleep schedule and Sasha needing to drag her to bed or having her sleep a lot to get the rest she needs to get better/stay healthy and alive

Maybe sleep paralysis for Marcy? maybe?

When Marcy sees Andrias again she has a panic attack, complete with flashbacks

The Calamity Trio have tiny flecks of their gem color in their eyes

Marcy is a really good artist and draws a whole lot

Sasha loves Marcy

Marcy loves Sasha

(oh i was supposed to put something else? sorry i got sidetracked by shipping and i’ll just get back to it-)

Sasha loves Marcy’s art and thinks she’s amazing

Marcy draws Sasha sometimes

Sasha and Anne both think Marcy is pretty much the most adorable person ever

Marcy and Sasha may have both had a crush on Anne before, but then they looked at each other (you know how i feel about what happened after)

I like the headcanon of Ally being Marcy’s older sister so i think i’ll use that sometimes

if i did anything swear related Sasha would swear way more than the the other two. Anne would cuss sometimes, but avoids it most of the time. Marcy just doesn’t, unless in a super severe situation, and when she does it startles Sasha a ton (hehe)

before Amphibia, Marcy was super naive and cheerful and happy and very visibly autistic in a lovable way most of the time, and that virtually disappeared after everything that happened to her. but then, months after getting back, Marcy starts to show that side of herself again, and it makes Sasha and Anne so happy they feel like crying when they realize

I think the Calamity Trio would have PTSD, but i don’t really know what that means so take it with a grain of salt

Marcy thinks Sasha looks hot in his toad armor

Marcy very much does not forgive Andrias, he def does not deserve it

Felicia Sundew knows medical stuff and can treat injuries

Marcy cannot tell when someone is being sarcastic or ungenuine, she just can’t tell the difference, so Sasha makes his jokes extra obvious and points it out to her when someone else does it so she can understand

Sasha loves making Marcy happy, it’s his favorite thing ever to see that the things she went through didn’t break her, and that she is still happy despite everything

Sasha and Marcy are really good at making each other feel loved

Anne can be aro/ace so i can leave her out of the ship

Anne ships Sasharcy

Sasha and Sprig get along sort of but won’t admit it

Maddie and Marcy are besties

when Maddie found out what happened to Marcy from Sasha she was devastated and swore vengeance on Andrias

Sasha is really frogging sappy

#ooookay #that took way too long to break up #amphibia #my headcanons #i hope it doesn’t take you TOO long to read it #i had to break it up into a bunch of sections because of the block character limit #THANK YOU FOR ASKING #oh also a ton of it is me talking to myself as well

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incomingalbatross · 5 months

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Amphibia Platonic Soulmates Ch. 2 (Draft): ✨Communication✨

(Prologue and Ch. 1 on AO3 here)

I've been banging my head against the wall trying to figure out what else this installment needs to feel like a complete chapter to me, but I like what I DO have so for now I'm sharing it as-is.

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Having a soulmate, it turned out, really did live up to the stories. Over the next couple of weeks, Anne and Sprig fell into an effortless rhythm with each other—getting in trouble, supporting each other, having fun, solving problems, and all as easily as if they could read each others’ minds. Even chores went better!

Of course, this being Wartwood, somebody had to come by and try to dump cold water on them. In this case, even the town weirdo apparently thought they were weird.

“A frog child and a monster from the woods, getting along? So unnatural.” One-Eyed Wally shuddered one last time and wandered off, squeezing ominous tones out of his accordion.

Sprig stuck his tongue out behind his back. “Aw, what does he know?”

Anne nudged him, eyes bright with mischief when he looked up. “Well, we know something he doesn't,” she sing-songed. “Right, buddy?”

“Ha!” Sprig’s annoyance evaporated. “Yeah we do.” He winked.

“And they don't even think we can be friends,” Anne scoffed. “We'll just have to show ‘em all!”

“With the power of FRIENDSHIP. And our deep unspoken bond!”

“Exactly.”

They shared a satisfied nod, perfectly in tune with each other. As always.

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“But where’s Anne gonna sleep till the basement gets fixed?”

“Ooh! Ooh! That’s easy. She’ll sleep in my room!”

Anne gasped, hands going to her cheeks. “Like sleepovers every night.”

“You know it.” Sprig beamed.

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Those froggone kids were gonna drive Hop Pop crazy.

Now, it wasn’t that he had any problems with Anne in the usual way of things. Sure, she caused her fair share of trouble, but just in the way rambunctious kid did. She definitely wasn’t a monster with a taste for frog flesh, which had been his main concern, and she’d been surprisingly well-behaved ever since she broke his cane.

And Hop Pop had to admit, it was nice to see Sprig with a real friend his age. That Ivy Sundew used to play with him on occasion, but since the Millipede Incident destroyed the schoolhouse last year and Ivy’d gotten so busy helping her ma at the teashop, they didn’t see so much of each other nowadays. Anne and Sprig, now, were inseparable.

Or they had been. That was just the trouble. Ever since Anne’s room got flooded and she moved in with Sprig, the tempers between those two had been fraying worse than Bessie’s old harness, and neither one of the idiots was even willing to admit there was a problem!

Hop Pop didn’t know why they were so dang set on pretending things were perfect.

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Sprig was not going insane. He was not.

Sure, being roommates with Anne was…a little more of an adjustment than he had expected. Sure, she stayed up all night with her otherworldly light-box making it too bright to sleep, eating loud snacks while she laughed to herself. Sure, she kept opening the window like she was trying to keep the room at hibernation temperatures. And sure, she never picked up any of her stuff from the floor. But it was fine! Sprig was fine! These were all probably weird human needs he just didn’t understand because they weren’t the same species. The two of them just needed to stick it out and find their groove and they’d be fine.

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“But we’re friends!” Anne burst out. Hop Pop clearly didn’t understand the gravity of the situation. “We’re SOULMATES!”

His jaw unhinged. “Say whaaaaat?” (It would have been hilarious if everything weren’t terrible right now.)

“We’re soulmates,” Sprig chimed in, eyes welling up pitifully, “and we can’t even share a room together! How are we so bad at this?”

Anne clutched her hair. “I can’t believe I’m failing at being a soulmate after, like, a couple weeks.” It was the worst. She was the worst. They were both the worst—no, that was a super mean thing to say about Sprig, he hadn’t done anything wrong, but sharing a room with him was driving her insane—

“KIDS.” Hop Pop came down the stairs, putting his palms together in front of him, with a very tired look on his face. “First of all, y’can’t fail at bein’ a soulmate. It’s just somethin’ y’are, like bein’ a frog.” He paused. “Or a weird long-leggedy dry-skinned monster!”

“Thanks for the inclusivity, HP.”

“Yer welcome, Anne. Secondly…” He sighed. “Now, I ain’t got personal experience here, but as far as I can see, havin’ a soulmate is just like any other relationship. It doesn’t mean yer gonna get along perfectly all the time. It certainly doesn’t mean yer sleepin’ habits are gonna work with each other!” He looked each of them straight in the eyes, one after the other. Anne gulped uneasily.

“It just means y’can find somethin’ important in each other. But to do that, y’gotta talk! Y’gotta work at it! Just like anything else in this life! Havin’ to talk out some troubles now and then doesn’t mean yer doin’ anythin’ wrong. But actually having the conversation means yer doin’ somethin’ right.”

“…Oh.”

Anne straightened a little, feeling the weight of the world fall off her shoulders. Beside her, Sprig seemed to be feeling the same way.

“So…we shouldn’t worry about not getting along as roomies?” he said hopefully, rubbing one arm.

Hop Pop barked a laugh. “Boy, if you two could get along perfectly all the time I’d be worried about that. Wouldn’t be natural.” He raised the part of his face where his eyebrows should be. “If yer differences didn’t trip y’up, all the ways you’re alike would do it!”

“Whaaaaat?” Anne scoffed, feeling better. “That’s crazy talk, Hop Pop! It was only the ways we were different that messed up the roomie situation.”

“Yeah, being alike is great!”

“Hmm.” Hop Pop looked cynical. “So yer not down here in the middle o’ the night because yer both too stubborn to admit this wasn’t workin’? Or too scared t’risk hurtin’ each other’s feelin’s, even though this situation was driving you both crazy?”

Anne’s mouth hung open for a second. “…Oh.”

“Ohhhhhhh,” Sprig said at the same time.

“Kinda see what’cha mean there, Hop Pop.”

“We may have been stupid in the same ways at the same time,” Sprig chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Havin’ a soulmate is a two-edged sword, kids,” Hop Pop said, turning back toward the stairs. “It means somebody who can understand you better’n anyone—if you both understand yerselves. But it can also mean sharin’ all the same blind spots. Which is why learnin’ and communicatin’ is so important—”

“Yeah, yeah, are we done with the boring stuff now?” Polly interrupted, bouncing up and down on top of his head. “Because I have important questions about this whole soulmate biz. Question one: can you feel each other’s pain??”

“POLLY, NO—!”

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Later, after Polly had been subdued for the night and Anne had grabbed her blanket and pillows from Sprig’s room, she found herself alone in the living room with Hop Pop. Anne cleared her throat a little nervously.

“So. Um, you’ve actually been really chill about the whole ‘grandson turned out to be soulmates with the alien monster girl he found in the woods’ thing.” Anne chuckled awkwardly. “I…gotta admit, I was a little worried you’d freak out about it.”

“Oh, I’m still adjusting,” Hop Pop assured her, which was actually not reassuring. Then he sighed, and shrugged. “Honestly, part of this is probably the sleep deprivation talkin’, but also? I’m a lot less shocked than I woulda been a couple weeks ago. Yer just a kid, like Sprig, or Polly…now, is it still weird to have a freak o’ nature from another world as a soulmate? Little bit. But I can’t deny you and Sprig are like two scream peas in a pod.”

“…What are scream peas?”

“They’re like regular peas, but they scream. Makes ‘em taste better, somehow! Also a better metaphor fer you’n’Sprig—you do do a lotta screamin’.”

“We do, it’s true!” That made sense.

“Anyway, where was I? …Oh, yes. I can’t deny, it’s a little strange, Anne. But yer just a person, like the rest of us, in a body that happens to be a little stranger’n most. For our world, anyway. I don’t see any reason to kick up a fuss about you’n’Sprig bein’ soulmates—not like either of you decided it, anyway. Just a fact o’ nature, at this point.”

She smiled, feeling warm inside—a good warm, this time, not the suffocating humidity of Sprig’s room. “Thanks, HP.”

“Oh, but I’d still keep it quiet ‘round town fer a bit.” He looked back from halfway up the stairs, frowning. “The townspeople ain’t the most acceptin’ of new ideas—or new people. And they ain’t quite made up their minds you’re not a monster, yet.”

“Good thought, HP.” She flopped back onto the (horrible, horrible, but somehow comfier than it used to be) couch, shooting him a thumbs-up. “That’s what Sprig and me thought.”

“Well, g’night, Anne.”

“Night, HP!”

#my writing

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pansexualkiba · 8 months

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@panda-monium64 you've opened the floodgates. Get ready for some shit.

PART TWO OF A SERIES. I'LL HAVE A MASTERPOST UP LATER.

TOUHOU SEISONOMOTO ~ GARDEN OF ETERNITY

I'll give you three guesses what the focal point of this one is.

Fun fact! As originally planned, this story would not only be happening SIMULTANEOUSLY to WDI, but also, for some reason, to Marine Benefit, a fangame I have no affiliation with due to being in MIDDLE SCHOOL when it was released. Because it was "developed" directly after WDI, but the characters were essentially revealed at the same time, I just sorta now place them as happening consecutively.

The plot: A giant fucking walled garden has appeared along the edges of the border, somewhere between the Sanzu and the Netherworld (so not directly beneath it). Nothing has happened yet, but people are curious and want to know what's in this weird garden. This has a bit of a Subterranean Animism type thing where the subshot you pick gives you dialogue with a second character whose "faction" wants you to investigate.

Because the theme is the garden, all of the important characters are essentially plant youkai. Of course, there's a bit of cringe here and there since they were also made in middle school. Let's start here.

ENCHOU TSUTA Creeping Plant of Antiquity Species: Ivy Youkai Ability: Capable of extending her limbs The guard of the Garden of Eternity. Due to her ability and stalwart personality, she was given the position of gatekeeper by the garden's boss. She, like many residents of the garden, awoke as youkai after many years of unstopped growth. As such, she can be considered the progenitor of all vine-like plants. Unfortunately, none of this meant anything to the protagonist's strength. She was quickly defeated in short order.

I actually genuinely like this girl? Idk what it is. The cool name, the fact that I made her hair decoration be a ribbon that looks like poison ivy leaves... She's got it all. The fact that I made her some random guard that gets Got in Stage 1 is more or less because I was a real PC-98 truther back then and I wanted to call back to Mystic Square, where the exact same thing happened to Sara. Anyways, now that we have canonical vine bullets, it's a lot easier for me to imagine how Enchou's attacks would actually look.

KOURIKO TANPOPO Snow Flower in July Species: Dandelion Youkai Ability: Capable of causing snowfall A Western-style dandelion youkai. She had desired to see snow right before she had awoken as a youkai. As such, she awakened a snow-bringing power when she awoke. She's completely unaware this is her doing, however, and she just wants to dance around in the unseasonable blizzard. Despite representing both flowering and seeding forms of the dandelion at the same time, she's still quite weak. As such, her threat level as an invasive species really isn't that high. As a side note, she's begun a lucrative business selling "dandelion tea" blends.

This was my favorite back in the day (lol). She's just a little guy, your honor. A little birthday girl. That last name, tho... Yikes. You'll soon find every single girl in this section is named after their plant unless further pointed out. This ended up being the naming convention for the Beast Realm Matriarchs in canon, so, uh... Whoops? Also, I think she reappears in the phantasmagoria-type. (Why did I put dandelion tea in quotes... It is tea. Why am I suspicious of this?)

MIRYOKU MOUSENGOKE Insectivorous Flower Species: Sundew Youkai Ability: Manipulation of attraction A youkai of a carnivorous flower. Her personality is to draw in insects before eating them whole. As such, she's rather like a fisherwoman. Her ability refers to not only her ability to spew insect-attracting pheromones, but also gravitational and electromagnetic attraction as well. As such, she's actually rather dangerous, despite her rather placid nature. She attacked the protagonist because she accidentally thought they were prey. It's sort of a parable of biting off more than you can chew, in that regard.

Another girl that tries to eat the protag... What was going on back then. Anyways, this girl is like, HELLA dangerous. I like how like, the edgy bits came in WDI in the latter half, but this chick is just here as THE edgy bitch in GoE. Fun fact, this girl did some cocomelon shit to me so bad that I made one of my personal e-mails one of her Spell Cards despite having NO REASON to do that. That's the power of carnivorous plants, I guess.

FUKU INABA Sake-Drunk Rabbit Species: Rabbit Ability: Capable of controlling alcohol levels A subordinate of Tewi Inaba. She was sent to investigate the garden, but was caught by Miryoku, along with a couple other youkai. Thanks to the protagonist, they were all freed, but Fuku needs to finish her investigation. With that, she attacked. -- INOE HIGASHIOKA Spice-Laden Tengu Species: White wolf Tengu Ability: Capable of tripling an object A white wolf tengu sent as a scout. Acting under orders from Lord Tenma himself, she entered the garden and was captured for food. Luckily, the protagonists freed her, so she was free to continue her scouting mission. She attacks Reimu out of a misplaced annoyance for Aya. Her ability does not extend to living things, but it does extend to gases, so she's extremely good at smokescreens. -- SANMI FUKUMURA Red-Meat Human Species: Human Ability: Capable of using magic stones A human from the outside world. She found herself wandering into Gensokyo sometime during the Foreign Youkai Incident. She is currently employed at the Scarlet Devil Manor as an assistant to Patchouli. She was sent to look into the garden by Remilia, but she was caught easily. She was just on her was out when she was attacked. -- SUIKIN TAKISHIMA Mineral-Rich Kappa Species: Kappa Ability: Capable of manipulating ores A scout sent by the kappa. She got into the garden just fine, but was captured by Miryoku. Luckily, the protagonist set her and a couple other inhabitants free. As thanks, Suikin offered to take over the investigation, but was promptly shot down.

The stage 4 midboss squad!!! Which one you face is dependent on who you have as your subshot. Their main purpose is to show that a good chunk of people have their eyes on the garden, and also to have jokes in their titles about how they were almost fucking eaten alive. I think of these four, Sanmi was the one that my friend liked the most? Very odd, that, but what can you do. I guess that's the power of the SDM.

DONNA BELLA Flower of Cassandra Species: Nightshade Youkai Ability: Capable of seeing the future A nightshade youkai that can foresee future events. She did, indeed, foresee that the garden would arrive, and indeed, foresaw not only the protagonist's arrival, but also her own defeat. The problem is that no one believes her visions. She's learned a little trick, however: if she phrases her visions just right, people will still believe them. The way to do this is to phrase her visions as the opposite of what will actually happen, so that people believe the contrary, and therefore the real vision. With that in mind, she set off to actively guide the protagonist to the main boss of the garden, as their aimless rampaging through the area would do no good to anyone. Not that anyone would believe her if she gave her real reason. Later, she showed up to help lead the protagonist to Tsukiko, to minimize property damage first and foremost.

THIS NAME........ THIS NAAAAAME......... BELLADONNA. DONNA BELLA. I mitigated my embarrassment at the time by making her theme title Italian... My little ass thought I was being SOOO CLEVER... Anyways this is a very fun weird inversion of Sagume's powers - Sagume actively cannot tell the truth, because the inverse of that will happen. Meanwhile, Donna's ability means that people won't believe her visions, so she lies so people believe the opposite. I just thought that was very funny. It's also pure luck they're both Stage 4 bosses - remember, I made this batch in middle school. Ten Desires was the hot new thing back then.

KUSURI KESHI Bitter Medicine Species: Poppy Youkai Ability: Capable of causing hallucinations The youkai of an opium poppy. She is the boss of all the poppies in the garden, especially in her field. She can put humans to sleep if she has enough of her subordinates working in tandem. However, they're all too laid-back and disorganized for this formation to ever actually work. Her ability lets her create the illusion of shifting shapes, but like all hallucinations, this vanishes when you reach for it. She actually has no relation to the overall incident, but she happened to be in the way of the protagonists.

Remember when I said I was an edgy middle schooler? My stupid little ass went "yeah let's put DRUGS in Touhou". Not as bad as it could have been, really? I sorta also mixed in the poppy field from The Wizard of Oz into this girl as well. I think it's sorta funny that I pointed out that she just has literal no fucking relationship to anyone in the hierarchy of the Garden, she's just sorta Just A Guy. Normally the unrelated mooks are stage 1 fodder.

SHIGAI HIGANBANA Necro-Romantic Corpse Flower Species: Rafflesia Youkai Ability: Capable of manipulating corpses The youkai of a rafflesia plant. Long ago, the Garden of Eternity was watched over by two humans. However, they were given knowledge, and upon defying their guardian's wishes, were exiled from the Garden. The garden, no longer watched over or guarded, soon grew untamed. Eventually, youkai began to spring forth from the plants. The immediate question was this: who was to take charge? Naturally, many strong youkai put forward themselves, but before any could act, a voice rang out. "It is only natural that I, the oldest of you all, should lead." The smell of rotting flesh filled the air, and Shigai Higanbana became known. Though centuries passed and the winds and animals carried away seeds to spread their descendants, the Garden had yet to be rediscovered by man. It got to the point where people began to wonder if there even was such a place. Thus, the Garden was moved to Gensokyo by complete accident, shocking everyone with its massive size. "Perhaps it moved to save itself." That is what Shigai thought to herself, getting ready to appear to her subordinates to calm them. That's when the protagonist arrived.

I don't think I need to explain what this fucking plot is about. I was like "oh this is SUCH a good plot twist" and as of now it's like. Yeah this could probably happen nowadays. But it seems TOO obvious. Also this was before I knew about The Last Comer so me being like "OMG....... Touhou Christianity....." but I also didn't want to just make Jesus, yknow? Anyways Shigai Higanbana is such a cool bitch. Her design has a little crown and she has rafflesia patterns on her skirt. She's leading the Garden and she has a Spellcard called "Higanbana's Monster". I love her so much. She's exactly the type of edge I'm not embarrassed about I WISH I could be this creative about OCs again.

TSUKIKO TORIKABUTO Poison Flower of the Moon Species: Monkshood Youkai Ability: Capable of manipulating moonlight A youkai of an aconite bloom. She has a nocturnal lifestyle, making her rather untrustworthy to the other, more sun-loving inhabitants of the garden. However, using her power, she can make moonlight stronger than its base form, sunlight. Despite the distrust of the other plants, she does care for everyone, and thus she leads a night patrol of which she is the only guard. Like Shigai and Donna, she actually knows what the garden's original name was, but she finds it unnecessary knowledge at this point. "Events in the past are in the past." Her power to control moonlight sent warning signs to the Lunar Rabbits currently living in Gensokyo, so they alerted the protagonists. And that is how she found her next guard shift under attack.

Technically, Tsukiko could be considered Enchou's direct superior. Make of that what you will. Anyways, what kind of fucking simplistic-ass name is Tsukiko? Love it when all these girls from like, the Fertile Crescent or whatever have Japanese names for some inexplicable reason. I think I get better at this later? Tsukiko really is just some bitch and I love her for it, but she's really just sorta here, isn't she. I ALSO love how I implied that literally only three people know the name of the Garden, but the only one who deems it relevant information is the leader of the whole place, and she never tells any of the inhabitants anyways. To be fair, they may not be curious in the first place.

If I had to place the Garden's inhabitants on a scale, I'd say they're on the Medicine Melancholy level of complete non-interference. As long as no one goes into the Garden, they're just completely unbothered about the whole thing. The only exception, I'd say, is Kouriko, who goes on to start selling tea blends to the Human Village. I don't know what she needs the money for, but it really does seem you can just sorta, sell whatever you want and no one will stop you. A fun fact about the Garden is that the closer you get to the side of the wall near the Barrier, the denser the forest gets until it's just a jungle devoid of light. I don't know where Shigai's getting the corpses for her attacks, but she IS near the Sanzu, geographically. Maybe that has something to do with it?

Anyways, in a few weeks' time, the most important Incident in this series will take place. And it all starts... With a meteor shower.

#Touhou #Touhou OC #panda-monium64 #Enchou Tsuta #Kouriko Tanpopo #Miryoku Mousengoke #Donna Bella #Kusuri Keshi #Shigai Higanbana #Tsukiko Torikabuto #Fuku Inaba #Inoe Higashioka #Sanmi Fukumura #Suikin Takishima #i wish i could draw. I need to show you these cool fucking plant outfits.

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[ID: Ivy Sundew from Amphibia edited against the aro-ace and aromantic pride flags. Ivy is a young anthromorphic yellow frog with orange hair, wearing a teal beanie and overalls over a blue shirt. The aro-ace flag has stripes that are orange / yellow / white / light blue / dark blue. The aromantic flag has stripes that are dark green / light green / white / grey / black. End ID]

#amphibia #ivy sundew #aromantic #aroace #aro headcanons #aroace headcanons #aroace!ivy #aro!ivy #amphibia pride #my aro edits

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datsense · 3 years

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watch me post something and then disappear for another 2 months on here

but ya!! just some random amphibia doodles! mostly sasha

#amphibia #sasha waybright #marcy wu #sprig plantar #ivy sundew #captian grime #i will draw chopped off hair sasha and ONLY chopped of hair sasha

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They arrive just outside of Wartwood, smog clinging to Marcy’s delicate lungs and making it hard to breathe. She hates feeling so weak, but there’s nothing the girl can do about it as Yunan helps her and then Olivia off of Flapjack.

The cardinal hops from foot to foot, but doesn’t take off.

“Guess he wants to stay with us?” Marcy shrugged. No sooner does she step towards the archway proudly displaying Wartwood’s “Slow to accept, even slower to respect” sign than a shout rings out and a bunch of frogs wielding various weapons jump out at the girl, and she falls over with an oof.

“AMBUSH!”

The taste of battery acid rises in Marcy’s throat and she finds herself pinning one of the attackers, who squirms and lets out a yelp under her boot.

“Hey, get offa me!”

Marcy makes a noise of surprise and backs away, blinking the orange haze out of her eyes. The bright yellow frog she’d pinned to the ground glares up at Marcy, and guilt squirms in the girl’s stomach.

“Sorry,” she mumbles.

“Good heavens! What’s going on?” Olivia, ever the diplomat, steps forward to deescalate the situation. Yunan, who had already taken up a fighting stance, relaxes her posture and sheaths her blades, but her distrusting glare at the frogs doesn’t soothe Marcy’s fears at all.

“If you want to enter Wartwood, you’ve gotta state your business,” the yellow frog replies. She can’t be much older than Sprig - and then Marcy remembers meeting her during her time in Wartwood - Ivy Sundew, right? Ivy points an accusatory finger at Marcy. “Especially since you attacked me!"

"Sorry,” Marcy repeats, though for some reason the word feels less sincere this time around. “We’re looking for Sasha."

Ivy glances at the other frogs - there’s a blue one with one eye scrunched closed, an older, pale purple frog, and a few others. Marcy doesn’t see Maddie, and ignores the little flicker of disappointment in her gut.

"Alright,” the elderly purple one says finally - Mrs. Croaker, Marcy thinks, “come on in."

Yunan obviously looks uncomfortable being treated like a prisoner, but Olivia touches the general’s shoulder and the pink newt sighs heavily.

Wartwood looks about the same as when Marcy last saw it, but the grass is less green and some of the buildings are damaged by what looks like laser fire. Attacks from the frog-bots?

They find Sasha sitting by the water fountain in the middle of town, head resting on her chin as she stares into the water.

Is Sasha… brooding? Marcy’s never seen her friend look so melancholy before. Sasha’s always been the overconfident, cocky, proudest member of the trio - so to see her looking so dejected makes a worried little moth flutter around the Taiwanese girl’s heart.

"Someone’s here to see you, Sasha,” Ivy hops over to her and the blonde looks up. Her eyes meet Marcy’s, and immediately it’s like a million little sparklers exploding in the air around them as she runs to squeeze Marcy in a hug.

“Oh my frog,” Sasha breathes. Her hair smells like strawberries. “You're alive. I thought that - that-"

"I missed you, too,” Marcy winces when Sasha hugs her a little too tight, and the blonde immediately releases her from the embrace.

“I’m so sorry,” they say at the same time. Marcy glances at the ground and Sasha reaches out hesitantly, as if to make sure she’s real, but quickly pulls back again. Marcy never expected their reunion to be so… awkward. She’d sort of almost thought things would go back to normal.

After everything you’ve done to them? Really, Wit?

Yunan steps towards them, her hands balled into fists.

“I hate to interrupt, but it looks like we’ve got company."

Marcy and Sasha glance in the direction of the Newtopian general. Beyond the city, flying in a skillful arc, is a wave of frog-bots.

"Here we go again,” Sasha murmurs.

#submission #aaaa oh my god i'm so late for this #i'm gonna make a tag #for this story what do you want it to be called #anyways #amphibia #Sasha Waybright #marcy wu #general yunan #Lady Olivia #this is so sweet aaa #pawns warts & herons

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lobster-sock · 2 years

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Fun Amphibia side character theory

Hi welcome to my TED Talk, I promise this theory has nothing to do with severing characters' arms. Without further ado, here are my reasons to believe that "One-Eyed" Wally Ribbiton is Ivy Sundew's father!

I first subscribed to this theory in March '21 & have since become its most fervent champion, plugging it wherever I could. And now with Amphibia S3B coming in less than a month, I'm finally deciding to make my case here on tumblr. Also the images are from my reddit post about this

So let's start off with how similar Wally & Ivy's respective Season 2 episodes are: "Swamp & Sensibility" & "Ivy on The Run". In both episodes, Ivy & Wally fight with their parents, who set different expectations on their children. When those expectations are shattered, the parents and children compete against each other. In the end, the children win & reconcile with their parents. Of course, there are a few embellishments to distinct the two episodes, but the plots to both are more or less the same!

In "Swamp", we find out Wally actually lives outside the valley as a very rich boy, & he only poses as a homeless vagrant to escape the stresses of rich boy life. In "Ivy", we find out Felicia, Ivy's mom, traveled outside the valley before Ivy was born. It's not implausible to assume that Felicia traveled to Wally's town of Ribbitvale while collecting her tea & china, where they met & hit it off. A lot off.

When Wally decided to leave Ribbitvale, why did he go for Wartwood? It's a relatively unassuming town, sure, but it's like he was going there for something or someone. Felicia, perhaps. But at this time, Felicia could've been pregnant with Ivy, & knowing Wally didn't want to take part in a family in fear of becoming like his father, Felicia didn't tell him he was the baby daddy and let him be a vagrant.

In "Ivy on The Run", about four minutes in we discover Wally is an expert fighter in Muay Thai, or whatever the Amphibia equivalent is. In the same episode, Ivy & Felicia's final battle is a 3-round Muay Thai battle, where it's revealed Felicia is also a very skilled fighter, having picked up the moves outside the valley. Having Wally & Felicia revealed to be adept fighters in the same episode does sound a little sus. Maybe they had the same teacher, or they taught each other. Honestly it's cute thinking about them teaching each other moves.

Wally & Ivy share similar characteristics. They're both wild childs compared to their pompous parents. And in "Anne of The Year", Ivy pulls down her hat so that only one of her eyes is shown. One Eyed Ivy, anyone? Okay. They also seem to be self-conscious about their hair. In "Wally & Anne", Wally's iconic hat blows away and he says, "My iconic hat!", revealing a luscious Beatle-esque hairdo. And he says it like he's ashamed of people seeing his hair, Wally baby don't be ashamed! Anyway, Ivy has a similar reaction when her hat falls off in "The Shut In", and she tells Sprig not to look at her, even though Sprig thinks she looks gr8. The hair keeps in "Ivy on The Run", so while most of the stuff in "Shut-In" might have been non-canon, Ivy's self-consciousness may just be canon.

Also this is probs reading too much into things, but both Ivy & Wally have purple mouths while Felicia has a bit of a turquoise mouth. And Wally's open eye is the same color as Ivy's skin. Yeah that's a stretch but it's not implausible.

Oh and I also wanna point out a scene in "Reunion" where one of the toads throws Wally to the floor, & Ivy's first reaction is to throw a plate at the toad. Even though Ivy probably doesn't know Wally is her father, it's a reaction like that that really shows Ivy has some sort of connection to Wally.

Onto what I think is the most damning piece of evidence. In "Ivy on The Run", Ivy says to Felicia that she still can't believe she was a world traveler. Keep in mind while Anne & Sprig are in the shot, the only people fully in frame are Ivy, Felicia & Wally. Wally's on the left side of the frame while the Sundews are in center. Anyway, Felicia replies "Oh honey, where do you think I met your father?" Instantly, the camera shifts left to have Wally in the center frame. Our attention has been brought to the mother & daughter to this side character. There is a sense of importance to this character now.

Trust me guys, I took many film classes, I know my film theory.

There's also a sting chord played after Felicia says that, which makes it a little "aha" moment for people who cared who Ivy's father is. I wasn't one of those people but I've been converted.

Also there was no reason at all for Wally to be in Ivy's episode. The only logical reason is that they're building up to something. I've clarified Wally & Ivy's episodes are the same conceptually, so having Wally in Ivy's episode is logical just to remind us of his episode. If Wally isn't revealed to be Ivy's father, then there was no reason to have him there at all.

Anyway yeah, that's my theory, thanks for looking at this & feel free to give your feedback even though none of this is up for debate. Special thanks to RedMetalSky on reddit for basically birthing this theory.

#amphibia #amphibia theory #amphibia wally #amphibia ivy #amphibia felicia #wally is ivys father #wallicia #one eyed wally #ivy sundew #wally and felicia made love #wally is god #amphibia season 3b #felicia sundew #wally ribbiton

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0braincells-trainsmasc · 3 years

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(Mostly) Post Amphibia hcs

Anne is autistic and gets an official diagnosis for it.

She learns what masking is, amd realises she’s been doing it subconsciously, and with supportive friends and family, starts masking less and less.

One of the more obvious results of this is Anne’s clothes, she wears more scarfs, and she usually wears single color shirts that have a similar hue to her single color pants or skirt. She has legitimately good taste in fashion, she just doesn’t see the point unless it’s a special event, and she finds wearing matching single color shirts and pants/skirts relaxing.

Each of the girls all wear four different rings minimum.

The first two rings are their engagement rings, the other two are their aro and ace rings

The calamity trio are all aromantic, asexual, and in a queerplatonic poly relationship with each other

Marcy and Sasha both have bpd, Marcy’s is more internalized, and post Amphibia they both get official diagnoses and proper therapy

Sasha knows how to do swing dancing

Marcy becomes an animator and primarily does educational kid’s shows

Marcy has ezcema

Anne and Sprig get glasses post Amphibia

Sprig becomes a scientist

Marcy & Sasha are both transmasc and come out post Amphibia, and the first time Anne refers to them as “my boys” instead of “my girls” they both have to take a moment to themselves as a breather and just happy stim and squeal to themselves in gayness and gender euphoria

Anne and the others still refer to Marcy & Sasha or Anne, Marcy & Sasha as a group as “the girls” but in a gender neutral way

Anne has to have a few mins to happy flap intensely when Marcy & Sasha come out as trans, bc omg she can talk and infodump to two of her favorite people in the world about being trans!

Grime, Hop Pop, & Felicia are all in a poly relationship. Grime and HP, with Felicia’s consent decide to get hitched. Felicia doesn’t want to marry anyone, and Grime and HP are both more then accepting and love that about Felicia

Felicia is not a Sundew, I am thoroughly ignoring canon on that bit.

Sprig & Ivy are qpps.

Sprig realises he’s aromantic when searching up about the different earth names for orientations and genders and their flags, and he finds out about being arospec

Sprig comes out as aro to Ivy, ajd the fact that he still wants to be in a relationship with her, and upon Ivy taking the time to reflect upon the relationship and Sprig’s coming out, she realises she’s aro as well

Hop Pop is transmasc, genderfaun, Grime is agender, and Felicia is transfemme non-binary and doesn’t want any labels other then that.

Hop Pop is a beast at Mario Kart, and manages to beat both Marcy and Anne’s father at it, both who had held the title of “best mario kart player” previously.

Sasha is a transmasc with long hair, and she’s extremely proud of her hair.

#amphibia #marcy wu #sasha waybright #anne boonchuy #sashannarcy #sprig plantar #hop pop plantar #trans hc #trans marcy #trans sasha #captain grime

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divine-buster · 3 years

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ivy hibiscus matcha sundew amphibia is like "im tired of tea ceremonies and all this frilly stuff" and is desperate to leave and be free and doesnt want people to see their hair even if people think its cute and doesnt feel comfortable in their own skin and tells their mom that maybe they dont wanna be her daughter

#my posts #ivy #amphibia #what i mean is hes trans

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citadelspires · 3 years

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Amphibia Oneshot Thing(I Never Claimed To Be Good At Titles)

I had an idea for a fun little story thing while I was at work over the weekend, and decided to take the time to write it up into this. In all honesty this is ridiculously self indulgent, and I wrote it late at night with no editing, beta reading, or even just looking back over it once I finished. Essentially I wrote this entirely for myself and just threw it on here in the hopes maybe a few other people might enjoy it like I do. That’s all I gotta say up front so just, here you go. (this is a long one so most of the story will be under a cut).

Anne found herself wandering around a lot of parks these days. After all her time inAmphibia sitting around in her house only made her anxious, and the city was just dull. So she would sit in the areas with the most foliage, where it always felt the most comfortable. Like one of her old adventures could come find her any second. Like she could pretend her friends were just around the corner and surely if she waited just one more second Marcy would come tumbling out of those bushes, launching right away into a rambling speech about a new plant she'd found, the perfect mix of adorable passion and somewhat interesting information that would always make Anne smile.

She knew that wasn't going to happen. She'd known and tried to force herself to get used to the idea, but even as her miserable daydream was interrupted by the rustling of the very bushes she'd imagined, she hoped for a second maybe she'd imagined it all. She hadn't of course, and the boy who pushed his way out of the bushes was anything but her Marcy. Even so, he must have noticed her solemn expression, because he immediately walked over to where she sat with a look of concern on his face.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Anne was surprised by the question for a moment, then again, she realized, she probably did look pretty miserable, moping around in the dirt in a random park. She was tempted to give an offhanded reply of dismissal, she was fine and his concern was almost certainly just a polite formality. But she was never good at following through with all that smile and say Im fine stuff.

"I've been better," she sighed.

The boy in front of her frowned, and took a seat beside her.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Anne blinked in surprise, not expecting that reaction. She took a second glance at the kid, wondering what his deal was. He looked a few years younger than her, probably about Sprig's age, dressed for wandering around the woods. He looked like a kid who liked an adventure, maybe that's why Anne felt like she might be able to talk to him. She couldn't say everything of course, god knows she'd need a full time therapist for all her turmoil, but maybe she could simplify it a little bit, dance around the truth slightly. Besides, the more she thought about it the more the idea of talking to a regular kid sounded nice.

"Well," she began, searching for each word and phrase carefully, "a while ago, me and my friends found this weird place. It was scary at first, and I was nervous for a bit, but after a while I grew to love it a lot. I think- I know my friends felt the same. It was a really magical place, but it, uh, well its not around anymore. And I feel like I left a part of myself with it." Anne suddenly became overwhelmingly aware that she had just poured her heart out to a random stranger, and probably sounded insane on top of it, "Ugggh I sound stupid, nevermind kid just ignore me, thanks for trying though."

She started to get up and walk away but the boy jumped up at the same time.

"Wait, hold on. I'm not sure exactly what's going on, but from the sound of it, I think I kind of get it. I've got a pretty magical place of my own, I can't imagine loosing it. I know it's not the same but, I could take you there, if that would help?"

Anne turned back to look, not sure why this kid was so eager to help, until she saw the look on his face. He just looked like a kid who wanted to help, just for the sake of being nice. In that moment he reminded her of Sprig again, and she couldn't help it, she laughed.

"Seriously? You don't even know me. You sure?"

The boy shrugged and smiled. "There's lots of cool people I don't know yet. And you seem nice. So," he reached out his hand, "my name's Craig, nice to meet you."

As weird as this was, Anne had seen weirder, so sure, why not. She took the boy's hand.

"Call me Anne."

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As they walked Anne started to wonder where this weird kid was taking her. Sure “magical place” in her situation was fairly literal, but she didn’t think she was exactly in the most common position for a kid. Or really for anyone for that matter. Still, the boy seemed pretty excited about it, so she figured she’d give it a shot. Better than moping around in some random bushes all day. Who knows, maybe she could even get her hopes up a little bit there would at least be something cool out there.

‘Something cool’ turned out to be a tree stump. Anne wasn’t sure if the kid was serious or not when they first got to the clearing, but based on the way he jumped up on the tree base and spread his arms wide.

“Welcome to the stump!”

Anne stared at him for a few seconds, not sure how to respond. Before bursting into laughter. She just couldn’t help it. There had been so much buildup, all for, apparently a regular tree stump. Craig crossed his arms and spoke up.

“Hey, I know it doesn’t look like much, but you haven’t seen anything yet, watch this!”

Whatever he was about to do, though, was cut off by a battle cry and a flash of orange hair flying at Anne from the trees. It was pure instinct, really, when Anne dove behind cover of the stump screaming,

“It’s an ambush!”

She realized her mistake a few short seconds later. Ivy Sundew literally could not be here. So, with no small amount of hesitation, she peeked over the edge of the stump to see a small girl pointing a homemade sword at her while trying to cover up a pouting expression. Anne could vaguely make out the girl muttering under her breath about how “noble warriors don’t ‘ambush.’“

“So, uh, are you gonna put the sword down orrr...”

Anne trailed off as the girl gave her a weary glance and muttered something about ‘intruders.’ It was at this point that Craig, who seemed to have tripped and fallen off the stump in the chaos, also poked his head back up and called out,

“Kelsey, wait! She’s with me!”

The short girl’s demeanor changed immediately.

“Oh, cool! Hi Craig, hi new girl, sorry I attacked you, I thought you were a devilish intruder.”

“Don’t worry about it, I get randomly attacked a lot, it happens.”

The girl, Kelsey, apparently, looked over Anne again, a thoughtful expression on her face.

“You do? Do you need a heroic guardian to protect you?”

Well, Anne noted, maybe this girl wasn’t so similar to Ivy after all. Though she still got the feeling the two of them would get along exceptionally well. She gave Kelsey a grateful smile, but shrugged off the offer.

“Nah, I’m good.”

Kelsey nodded, seeming to finally relax, though she did pause for a moment and stare off into the distance, though to Anne it seemed more like she was probably just gazing into the depths of a random tree. She gave Craig a curious look, but he only waved it off, apparently this was just how things worked with Kelsey. Noted. When she came back down to earth Craig was waiting with a question,

“Where’s J.P.?”

“Oh he found a butterfly and then chased it into a mud puddle. It was close though so I went on ahead.” Her tone of voice suddenly changed into a much more dramatic one. “He and I both had our own battles to fight.” Before immediately going back to her normal one. “But he should be right behind me.”

Sure enough it was at that moment another boy crawled out from the foliage outlining the clearing. This one already in a considerably messier state than either of the kids Anne had met so far. He wandered over to the stump, repeating the tale Kelsey had just told them, this time with a much higher focus on the mud puddle. He didn’t seem to notice Anne at all until she cleared her throat and waved hello. The boy, J.P. she assumed, immediately jumped with an exclamation of surprise.

“Relax J.P. she’s cool.”

Anne was a little pleased to notice this reassurance came from Kelsey this time, and didn’t miss the way Craig nodded in agreement.

“She was off by herself so I thought we could give her a tour of the creek.”

That last bit caught Anne off guard, just a bit. Up till this point she had just been assuming Craig had took her here to see the stump and his friends. She wasn’t sure how much more exciting one creek could be, but after all her time in Amphibia she wasn’t one for making too many assumptions about that kind of thing. Turning her focus back to J.P. she noticed how he looked her up and down with squinted eyes, before seeming to focus on the leaves and sticks that had (again?! seriously?!) gotten tangled in her hair, and nodding sagely.

“Good call Craig! I like her style.”

As J.P. immediately began to inspect the ground for his own leaf, which he immediately deposited snugly in his, much shorter, hair, Craig waved Anne over to the stump, where he’d rolled out a large piece of paper.

“This,” he announced proudly, “is my map of the creek!”

Anne wasn’t sure what she was expecting, but a fully detailed expansive rendition of what must have been a really large area of land, complete with notations of inhabitants, activities, landmarks, and literally anything else one could find to write down, had not been it. She gave a low whistle of appreciation. Man Marcy would’ve loved this.

Craig beamed at her show of awe, allowing himself a pleased, “drew the whole thing myself” before asking, “So, where do you wanna see first?”

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After that, Anne was pulled around the creek to all sorts of locations, each one more intricate than the last. There was an entire colony of kids in these woods, a civilization even. Even on Amphibia she had never seen anything quite like it. It was wild, and, kinda cool? The more she saw the more she started to get what Craig meant. The whole place had its own feeling to it that didn’t quite mesh with any of the surrounding area. After a while, she was even able to push (most of) the weight that had been on her shoulders for so long to the back of her mind.

Which wasn’t to say that her time in Amphibia left her completely. In all likelihood it was more inclined to have already made her a primary target for whispers and gossip to all the kids there. Though she never would’ve expected it before she’d gotten flown away from earth so long ago, she was kinda an expert at being in the woods now. Though she did slip up once or twice. For one dangerous moment there she was mortified that everyone would think she was insane when, upon being shown to the trading tree she had casually remarked,

“I don’t see why you need a whole place to trade for snacks when there are so many perfectly good bugs to eat out here.”

In her defense, she also preferred a good bag of chips over tiny dirt critters, but what could she say, she’d gotten used to a lot of weird things. While her immediate first reaction upon the words escaping her mouth had been to play it off as a lame joke(especially considering the way all the kids stared at her, some in horror, some in awe, at least one clearly wondering to themselves why they didn’t think of that first, the clearing totally silent save one kid who apparently didn’t get the memo and loudly exclaimed something Anne thought sounded like “my candy!”) her backup plan ended up being totally unnecessary as J.P. just started laughing, confidently proclaiming,

“I told y’all, she fits right in here”

And sure, maybe that made Anne smile just a little bit.

After that they had a few more people to meet, including a few girls prancing around a big open field, one of whom blushed slightly as she informed J.P. that she liked his leaf, to which J.P. gave a cheerful giggle and a thanks. (Anne considered it one of her foremost signs of character development that she didn’t break out any magazines as soon as they got back to the stump). But eventually things started to wind down, and the trio of friends, along with their new straggler, made it back to the little home base.

Anne took a few minutes to discuss the finer points of exploring woods with Craig, who had been eager to talk about it since they’d gone out earlier, while out of the corner of her eye Anne watched Kelsey do mock battle with an imagined enemy.

“You know, my little brother is much better at this stuff than I am, maybe you’d like to meet him sometime?” Though she’d posed the question to Craig, she didn’t bother to wait for an answer, as she saw Kelsey perform another made up sword move, and something occurred to her. “Hold that thought.”

Walking over to Kelsey, Anne continued to watch her form, confident enough based on where she was swinging and where her eyes were trained on that she had a pretty good idea of what the fake enemy the other girl was fighting might look like. Eventually she offered,

“You’re pretty good, but if you’re fighting something that much bigger than you, you’re gonna want to switch up your strategy a little bit.”

Without waiting for Kelsey’s reaction Anne grabbed a stick off the ground and performed a demonstration of a few moves she’d picked up in Amphibia. Though sword fighting was never something she had expected to be proficient at, she couldn’t deny that at this point she’d picked up a decent amount of skill. Once she’d finished her quick combo demonstration she turned to where Kelsey was standing, a little surprised to see a look of pure awe on the younger girl’s face, before she shouted,

“YOU KNOW HOW TO USE A REAL SWORD??????”

Anne grinned sheepishly at her excitement. “Uhhh, yeah, a little bit I guess?”

She’d barely gotten the words out before Kesley was on her, begging her to show more moves or better yet, spar with her. Anne waited for the tirade of excitement to slow down before smiling and offering,

“Sure I guess I could, but honestly my little sis knows way more about this fighting stuff than I do. If you want someone to practice with she’s your best bet. I could bring her out here some time, if you’d like.”

Kelsey’s excited nodding was interrupted by an instrument Anne couldn’t quite place, and suddenly the smaller girl’s shoulders fell in disappointment, before immediately perking back up again.

“That’s dinner, but you can bring her tomorrow! I’ll see you then!”

She waved goodbye as she rushed off, as did J.P. though with considerably less rushing, leaving just Anne and Craig, who seemed to also be on his way out. Anne figured that was just one more of the natural ways of the creek. As he left, though, Craig paused for a moment.

“I’m not sure where your special place was, but this is a pretty good one for a lot of kids here. I hope you had fun, I know we did. See you around Anne?”

Anne could tell the last bit was phrased as a question, and she paused to think, if only for a moment. Sure this was no Amphibia, and sure a lot of the stuff that had happened since Craig had tumbled out of those bushes was pretty weird. And maybe she did feel a little guilty that she was off playing around while her friends in Amphibia were, well... But still, for the first time since her birthday, Anne had gone one day where she actually felt like the 13 year old kid she was. Sooner or later she could blow their minds with magic powers and frog siblings, but for now, she was just Anne, she was just a kid. She gave a grateful smile.

“See you around, Craig of the Creek.”

#don't ask me where this came from #I was just doin work and stuff and thinking to myself #and I just went #'you know what would be fun'#at first I was a little worried it would be weird to have anne hanging out with kids several years younger than her #but then I remembered the central focus of the entire show is Anne's friendship with a kid several years younger than her #tbh this whole piece of writing has inspired an entire au in me #where after everything winds down for the amphibia trio they pseudo-adopt the craig of the creek trio as their little siblings #and then four years later the cotc kids find their own way into amphibia #where the amphibia trio are like well established in that world at this ponit #so like craig lands in newtopia and heccin #important government person marcy just walks up like #'craig bro why are you here'#and craig just #'why am i here?! why are you here?!!! you didn't say anything about this?!'#i dunno i just think it would be fun #this whole thing is hella self indulgent anyway so like why not #amphibia #craig of the creek #anne boonchuy #writing #citadel writes #fanfic #yes an actual piece of writing on this blog #y'all know that au thing where steven works at the mystery shack after su:f?#this is my version of that I guess

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9, 10, 11, 12!

thank you aurora <333

9. headcanons on the girls' gender/orientations?

anne: shes the ONLY ONE I have a solid unchanging headcanon for and it's that she's a trans lesbian and uses she/her and it's so FUNNY to me bc literally everyone else I heard talk about it agrees chshvsjvvjs

sasha: i've gone back and forth on her the most i think, but lately i've been enjoying she/he genderfluid lesbian sasha! though i go back and forth on whether she's a lesbian or bi still sjhsjdjhs. also somewhat related but i like the idea that sasha keeps her long hair bc she deserves to have a manbun

marcy: I go back and forth with her a lot too, between she/they nonbinary lesbian or nonbinary aroace mostly I just haven't been able to settle on one lol. either way none of them are cis or straight in my mind

10. do you think that the show will actually confirm any of the girls' ships?

it's hard to say, and I think it all depends on what matt and the crew put through disney's censors. if a ship were to be canon IN SHOW, based on context clues it would be either sashanne or marcanne. though if there's any possibility of sashannarcy being canon, with poly ships still being seen as 'taboo', I think it would be a korrasami kind of ending. maybe there a timeskip to the three girls sharing an apartment, or spending time together in a way that could be read as either romantic or platonic, and then confirmed by matt post-show. it'll be interesting to see what happens regardless!

11. episodes/moments that you think are underrated?

this discussion came up a couple days ago and I didn't realize that a lot of people don't like cracking mrs. croaker? which doesn't make sense to me personally, since it's one of the funnier and memorable filler episodes for me. i love mrs. croaker a lot (she's probably my 2nd favourite wartwoodian after maddie) so finding out she's a kickass old lady with a nemesis is hilarious to me! and we also get anne calling her hot and her and polly looking at pictures of hot croaker which just SENDS me

12. characters that you think are underrated?

i actually really like felicia sundew, and grew to like her even more after ivy on the run! not only does she show to be a good mom who does genuinely keep her daughters interests in mind, but damn can she kick ass too <3

#useless-space-rock-lesbians #replies

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It Takes a Village (Amphibia multi-chapter fanfiction)

AUTHOR’S NOTE: I'm not really sure what got me into making this. I guess it's due to a lot of imagination after the season 1 finale "Reunion". And I think about other episodes that I loved: Lily Pad Thai, Toad Tax, Snow Day, Wally and Anne, and especially Anne of the Year. I just love how much Wartwood has grown with Anne, and how much Anne deeply cares about each and every one of them. And I guess there isn't a lot of fanfics revolving around stuff like this so I thought I'd, you know, do it.

Chapter 1

As the Plantar siblings came to the kitchen, Hop Pop was already done making breakfast. While it took a few experiments and nearly a whole basket of eggs, he managed to perfect what was called an 'omelette'. The rather exotic smell filled the house as large helpings were served to the children. Polly immediately attacked her meal, not bothering with utensils as the incredible taste of the 'omelette' delighted her taste buds once again. Sprig, however, was unable to enjoy his as he continued glancing over at the empty seat next to him.

"Where'd she go this time?" he asked aloud, a hint of envy in his tone.

Hop Pop got into his seat, already digging into his breakfast. He pondered. "Well, I'm not sure. Girl's been doing so much this past week it's nearly impossible to keep track."

Sprig frowned. "Why does she have to go hang out with every person in town instead of her own best friend?"

"Now, boy, we talked about this," his grandfather warned him.

Since that crazy night involving the destruction of Toad Tower, it took time and rest for Anne to slowly accept the reality that she and Sasha were...definitely not friends. The Plantars and everyone else had been worried if that one moment had completely broken her. However, Anne was back to herself after a few days. In fact, she seemed more exuberant and optimistic than before.

It all started with her eagerness to help the Plantars with the gardening, putting even more effort than the entire family combined. Pull out produce, plant seeds, wash the vegetables, prepare the batch for market day, and even offered to make lunch and dinner. Just how completely enthralled she was into the tasks left the Plantars dumbfounded and confused. When Polly bluntly asked what was up, Anne merely responded that she was just happy.

They initially thought this had been forced happiness, a possible sign of her depression after the incident at the tower. But the human assured that she really was happy. That she was happy to have them as family, living in a not-boring world, and surrounded by a wonderful community.

She had definitely not been lying. All the love she felt had been put into the food she made, which the Plantars ate with glee.

The next day, she told them she was going out, having other commitments to tend to. This surprised the Plantars, and it certainly didn't sit well with Sprig that someone was taking away their 'bestie time'. They thought the work at Stumpy's was all she was interested in, but it turned she was interested in everything.

And by everything, meaning what all of Wartwood had to offer. Turned out she had been spending that particular day helping Mrs. Sundew at her cafe. Then the next day she was assisting Leopold Loggle at his wood shop. Then the next day was spending some quality time with Wally.

Every day she was doing something different, until there was that certain day of the week she would be with the Plantars. That seemed to be the only time Sprig was able have Anne to himself and no interventions from any of the citizens. It stunk.

While he moped over the fact everyone in Wartwood seemed to be spending more time with Anne than him, Hop Pop felt a bit proud at what she was doing. He admired her activeness, and could see she wanted to get in touch more with the town she lived in than just the Plantars themselves. Perhaps maybe it all started when she joined Wally on that one quest to find the Moss Man. Or maybe it was because the incident at the tower might have opened Anne's eyes, realizing who were her true companions. Certainly not that Sasha.

Sprig huffed. "I know...I know..." he muttered. "Still, she should be with me!"

"Oh, boy," Polly sighed, rolling her eyes. "Don't you have Ivy to fill in the 'Anne-less' gap?"

"She's right," Hop Pop noted. "You two are a thing now, aren't you? You can spend time with her while Anne is temporarily absent from your life. That is, unless today's the day Anne hangs out with her...Well, there's still your ex-fiancee Maddie! Oh, wait...maybe today's the day Anne hangs out with her..." He scratched his head. "Darn it! It's so hard to keep up with Anne's schedule!"

Sprig could only give him a 'Seriously?' look. _

Anne ran down the familiar path she had learned to memorize since being taken in by the Plantar family. Her head filled with memories of watching Hop Pop navigate Bessie through here. Then she recalled the times she had driven Bessie herself, which had been one of many accomplishments she had made since arriving in Wartwood.

She drank in her surroundings, the intimidating yet beautiful sight which was nature. The Thai-American couldn't believe she had thought this place was 'dead and meaningless'. Oh, how her opinion changed once she really got a taste of this world! Figuratively and literally as she thought about possibly grabbing some of that beetle jerky she liked so much later on.

With a mighty yet playful grunt, she leaped over a large rock at the side of the path. She nearly stumbled upon landing, but merely laughed it off. Not even back home had she been this lively. The city was nothing like Wartwood. Where she had grown up with tall buildings and air pollution, here there was just so much green and vegetation. And the air was much fresher than back home!

Anne took a deep breath, taking in the oxygen courtesy of so many trees surrounding her. She used to think trees were just good for paper to make manga. But it turned out they were much more significant than that (and Anne realized that she must have actually been paying attention in her Biology class).

Her smile grew ten times as the familiar village came into view. She ran faster, the view of Wartwood welcoming her. The human girl skidded to a halt in front of the pole where Polly's statue for breaking the spitting record still remained. No one could come close to taking her title. Anne grinned up at the sight of the statue, remembering how crazy that day had been. With a coy glance from left to right, she spat to the side. She giggled afterward, knowing very well the girls in school would have thought she was 'gross'.

The sounds and smells were like a blessing every time she came to this town. Frogs everywhere, businesses running, and the fact that she was a human girl in a whole new world still putting her in awe. Even after months being here, it was only recently did Anne realize just how lucky she was. That somehow, a crazy music box brought her to this enchanted place. Sure, there were the downs of being in this world like getting eaten, but at least it wasn't boring! Everything here was just so vibrant and colorful and so much alive! Back home, Anne came to the conclusion how mundane and lacking of color her neighborhood was. And the people certainly couldn't hold a candle compared to how these talking frogs thrived!

Soon she spotted the familiar bakery, where a certain young frog with hair the color of lilac awaited at the front door. Anne quickly rushed over and beamed.

"Hey, Maddie!" she greeted happily. "I'm ready to learn more about the dark arts!"

The aforementioned Amphibian gave off what, to some, looked like a creepy smile. Anne knew it was merely a smile that shared in her excitement. Both girls entered the bakery where the delicious smells of freshly baked bread greeted Anne. -----

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Before there could be any more responses, a puff of black smoke quickly engulfed Wilson, he then dispersed in a snap, leaving him gone without a trace. Maxwell’s mind scrambled to gain a footing upon his senses. It took a moment to truly gather his surroundings.

Rays of light felt warm against his dry skin and hot on the dark suit he wore. The ground pricked into his glass-like skin, his heart beat faster; he sat up to make sure it wasn’t a patch of nettles he was laying on, to his realization it was only thick strands of tough grass, adorning the top of some dusty soil. The fast movement of standing up made his head swirl for a few seconds, it was so difficult for him to focus on everything going on, he could barely process anything. The last image of Wilson’s shadow-consumed silhouette was stained into his mind. Yet there was no time to study his environment as the snarling of hounds lingered in the air.

Maxwell noticed a few items scattered around his feet, the Codex Umbra and a shadow sword, piercing the ground. He bent down to pick them up with one swoop, his knees cracked a pop and his back muscles were tensed to keep upright as well. Dusting off the book of magic made him feel empowered, having his magic still remain in his hands. He started to briskly walk with book and sword in either hands, gripping the handle in nervousness. A rustling of leaves could be heard, and he quickly turned his head around to the source. The ears of a small critter flashed through the tall grasses with a squeak.

He thought to himself, “Those creatures would not find me as prey.” Maxwell took in a breath, “I created hounds of ice and fire so they should not go after their king.”

Maxwell gulped hard knowing that these false hopes could not give him a chance for survival. Each bark he heard was like a ticking time bomb, but rather than an explosion, the final second would be met with teeth and claws.

His heart started to race as he felt the need to run, but to where? He started to pick up his pace, walking into a dense treeline, pondering to himself as to whether he could lose his trail. The sounds kept drawing nearer, and louder, however. He held onto the shadow sword in front of his body, in preparation for if he were to be attacked this very moment. Maxwell’s pacing quickened more, winding through rocks and low hanging tree branches, at this point he was jogging. A bark was heard behind him and that made him move even faster, beads of sweat went down the wrinkle of his brow. The shuffling of his silk suit and labored breathing were drowning his ears out of what’s pursuing his scent. Closing his mouth for just only a minute, he looked behind his shoulder to take a glance.

His eyes widened and he opened his breath to let out a gasp of fear. A large, dark monster trampled towards him, it must be only a mere five meters away or closer with the speed it’s gaining. Maxwell immediately jumped and started sprinting away from its direction. The panting and barks seemed to sound like it was right behind him, they were that loud in his ears. His feet pained him so much but it would be foolish to just stop running now. Another thought came to him, would it be foolish as well to just run forever? He could turn around, and hack at the bloodthirsty beast. Easy of an action to think but could his body be able to perform the action? His lungs were wheezing and his muscles burning, he needed to make a decision right now or he wouldn’t have the option to before death would make it for him. He would die.

The hound’s barking echoed through the forest. An orchestra of crows rose out from the tree line with caws filling the sky. All this stimulation rattled in Maxwell’s mind, before a dark blob quickly came out from behind a tree, by his side. It’s mouth was as big as his arm and snapped at it with a near miss. Maxwell yelled in horror of the monstrosity with such large teeth yapping at him for a bite. By instinct of fight-or-flight he swiped at the beast with his shadow sword. It yelped in pain as a slash marked across its muzzle, but moved to pounce onto Maxwell’s other arm that gripped on his Codex Umbra. He groaned in pain as it’s oversized jaws locked down onto his arm like a twenty pound bear trap. With his other hand, he stabbed at the creature towards its neck and body; with a yelping cry, it let go of his arm and staggered back as the wound was leaking purple fluid out and onto the ground. With that, it finally bayed and flopped onto the ground with a final wheeze, giving Maxwell a bit of room to breath... though he could still hear growling. He looked behind him, over his shoulder to see another hound hungry for his flesh.

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The creature growled at him and attempted to bite his torso, but Maxwell stepped back and cut the air in swoops to keep it back. Sharp teeth flashed into his eyes in its attempts to get back at him through the sword movements. Eventually, Maxwell was able to do a swift jab at its belly and the beast howled in agony, yet it refused to accept defeat. It went for the right, striped pant leg of the man. Taking a hold of the cloth, it disabled Maxwell’s ability to step away from the hound, with another jab the sword went down into the cheek of the monster. That was the final blow. Released from its jaws, he walked back away from the corpses, tired and sore from the fight.

His arm stung from the bite wound that tore through his sleeves and bluntly pierced his fragile skin. It didn’t appear to heavily bleed out but it was painful to bare, nonetheless. Looking around, he searched for any materials that could help him and his eyes laid upon a small patch of flowers growing, it was unpleasant to look at in this stark setting, but he walked over to it to pluck off the petals, perhaps they could be of use. Slowly, the sun dipped lower down, reaching the level of clouds in the sky, the sky reflected a pinkish, warm hue. This would only mean that once daylight diminished into the horizon there would be another thing he must face, the darkness of the night.

During this length of time, in another realm, another man had to face his own tormenting situation of an environment. Wilson sat on a high chair, black as the night, it seemed to twitch near the bottom as it produced tiny tendrils around the former scientist’s small legs, keeping his feet grounded. It was reminiscent of a fly trapped in the sticky leaves of a sundew, there shouldn’t be an attempt to struggle out of it. His wrists were bound in the same dark, seemingly sentient, substance. The darkness crept around him like ivy, perhaps even inside of him as well. He was the new king, bounded by eternal twilight.

There was very little to hear in the bare throne room, Wilson couldn’t tell how big it was with eternal night surrounding him. A few meters away were dark stone columns with a white flame that crackled faintly. Wilson kept his head down, eyes half lidded, seemingly weighed down by his scowled and tired face. He nudged his foot to the side which made a shuffling sound louder than he thought, dust and sand rubbed against the tile flooring. The sound scratched into Wilson’s ears making him wince. He kept still again, listening to the empty air.

As he hollowed his mind, it seemed to let in something else. There was a presence around, he could feel it as it left his nerves rattled. An indistinguishable whisper came out from the darkness behind him. Hearing this made hairs on the back of Wilson’s neck stand up. At this point, there shouldn’t be anything more for him to lose since he was at the end, he clenched his hands and attempted to look who was behind him.

“Join us.”

This deep whisper sounded like it was right behind his ears.. His heartbeat was beating into his ear drums, but not from fear. Tapping his fingers against the arms of the throne in a quick pace, he wanted the shadows to come out to face him. There was a difficulty for him to focus, all he felt was frustration, cold anguish, and soreness. Wilson could only think of what he was going to do on this dreadful seating, and what has become of the fallen king he replaced. Recalling the spontaneous cloud of bone and ash was not only startling to remember, but puzzling as to know if were to end up a similar fate sitting here.

Wilson breathed in and replied to the voice, “What exactly am I supposed to do now…?” Keeping his eyes low, he awaited an answer from the dark. He waited and waited, but there was no reply. His fingers scratched onto the arm rests impatiently, Wilson mustered for something else to say, “Endless knowledge, right?” the air felt stuffy.

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“If I became a part of this, a part...of Them. Then I would be given whatever knowledge I want, correct? Well let me have it then!” His mind felt like he was being puppeteered to follow directions, yet he still felt like he was choosing the right option.

The air stirred around him like there was an opening door in front of him. Wilson felt like he got hit with a wave of energy throughout his body, nerves sharpened like a knife. This feeling was something he very much desired, reaching a peak of unrestrained power now at the tip of his nose. Though another thought came to his mind, somewhere he didn't recognize, but at the same time he was familiar with the exact location of this unique area, it felt like déjà vu. Within Wilson's mind, he saw a symmetrical open area and laid deep in the center was a peculiar looking man, face laden with paint. He felt his name was Wes.

For a moment Wilson questioned how he came to knowing this, but immediately remembered that he now has a wide array of knowledge within his mind. So why not take advantage of this, and go out for a visit to this stranded pawn of a mime?

The new crowned king closed his eyes, taking a long breath. When he reopened them, he could see the gritty, uneven tilework of marbled flooring beneath his shiny black low heels. Wilson dipped his head back keeping his eyes on ol’ Wes, entrapped within a mockery of pantomiming. The loose clothes on the body laid flat against invisible walls, the corners of which creased his broad, striped shirt. He hadn't taken notice of Wilson’s presence yet, so the new king took a few steps closer.

Giving out a few chuckles, Wilson spoke to him, “Well, well, well… You don't look so good, Wes…”

The unknown voice laced with a sneer made the mime quickly scramble up to his feet, as he did he lightly bumped his own head on the top end of the see-through prison.

Wilson continued to speak to him, “Would you like to make a deal…?”

. . . .

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What kind of deal is Wilson implying? Is Wes desperate enough to trust him?

Maxwell might have lived through his first hound wave but there will surely be countless other challenges to face, will the dethroned king be as lucky in the future?

Wilson is giving into the temptation of the shadows, surely he will learn horribly wonderful things, the question is how will he take to it? Will he take out his frustration on the man that imprisoned him here? And what's with that shadow in your peripheral view? Are they truly alone?

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