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u3pxx · 4 months
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chonnysinferno · 3 months
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radiance1 · 9 months
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I've been thinking about it for a good bit and, well. I've realized that because of my status as the originater of said idea I, in fact, can make an alternative route to said idea.
Alright, so we know that Danny can turn into an eastern dragon, and that prince Aragon, who can turn into a western dragon, wants to marry him because of that and also political power and status.
So, what if Danny lost that battle? The battle that nailed it in the coffin that he had to run away from the life he was currently living because Aragon somehow managed to get on a level of strength where he could beat Danny and marry him?
Danny quite literally had to be dragged kicking and screaming when the day he had to marry Aragon came. He didn't care who it was, he clawed, bite, hit and wailed at every ghost who came to escort him, so much so that the Observants called Aragon to put him back into submission.
Sure, before this Danny didn't have a great opinion of them, nor a terrible one. But after this, whatever opinion he had of them took a nosedive through the earth so hard it appeared in the depths of outerspace.
Not physically but still, you get the point.
Prince Aragon basically acted like he was the Ghost Prince and Danny was his consort. Even though it was the other way around. He used his newfound political power to take back over the kingdom his sister stole from him.
(They did have to form new crowns, though. Since the Crown of Fire and the Ring of Rage wasn't even royal property but stuff Priah Dark just, well, had and nobody wants to wake him up again either.)
Aragon was a cruel, arrogant and ill-tempered man, he wasn't great to his sister and he wasn't great to Danny either. If Danny disagreed with him, he would just force him to agree though physical might.
Danny could not care less about that man, and if he could he would kill him. But since you can't kill ghosts he just had to deal with it. Aragon refused to let him leave the zone, a decision that Danny didn't agree with and with all the things Danny didn't agree with when it came to Aragon, it came to a fight.
Which Aragon wins.
(Danny hated that man with a passion, he put a goddamn collar on him. One that prevented him from speaking, prevented him from wailing.)
So Danny had to stay in the Ghost Zone, in Aragon's Kingdom. Unable to see his family and friends, unable to go to school, unable to live a normal life.
The only ally he felt he had was Dorathea, who was basically stuck in the same position he was. They grew a great deal closer, stuck under Aragon, since they were family now at least it was with someone Danny could say with certainty he liked.
His family and friends tried to get him out of this, they failed, Aragon was much too powerful for them to fight, even if he was with them, he lacked the one thing that proved a massive threat to Aragon. He didn't want them to die, so he quite literally pleaded and begged for Aragon to spare them.
Aragon did.
He liked seeing one of the catalysts that put into motion his fall from grace begging beneath him. Pleading with him to spare mere humans, it was all the sweeter and amusing to watch him do so when not a sound could leave his lips.
Danny just holed himself up in his room, it was a lavish room, really. With a giant bed, fluffy pillows and sheets, and decorations made of probably expensive stuff. Danny couldn't really find it in himself to actually care about whatever was in his room, he just slept, ate occasionally, limited the only person to enter his room being Dorathea (Not that Aragon cared, if he wanted something he would just force his way in, really.), and unwillingly attend whatever ball or party Aragon would throw, be sad about how Dorathea was sent prevented from seeing him.
That was how it would be for no doubt eternity. The husband of a certified asshole who didn't care for him and saw him as an accessory at best.
He cursed the Observants, who condemned him to this fate.
Until one day, like any other, were Danny laid around. He got summoned, how? He didn't know. No one was even supposed to know he existed since he never did anything to put himself out there or any options to summon him.
He was in human form when he appeared on the other side. He wasn't in the ghost zone anymore, he knew, yet it still seemed like a fantasy. He didn't who summoned, why or how they managed to do so, he was just happy.
Another group busted through the doors and into the room, fighting against the people who summoned him. It was a quick fit, the summoners folding easily under the assault of the other group.
Want to know what the funniest thing was?
The people who summoned him, did so on accident trying to summon Pariah dark.
It was, so funny to him that he just. Broke down laughing. Sure, it sounded more like pained wheezing perhaps, but he couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation he found himself in, he laughed and held onto his stomach, curled into a ball, even.
Because hey, some guy who smokes in a brown coat just told him that he was summoned on accident!
And then promptly started crying.
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some doodles for @sunnyys-jarss roommate au that were done over the course of the month...
(if you see inconsistencies in art style or mistakes hush no you don't these were done over the course of several different lunch breaks-)
edit: I WAS GONNA POST THIS NEXT WEEK BUT THIS IS FOR THE LOVELY FANART THEY MADE ME SO- aherm
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(hush they're watchin a movie)
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anyways yea just a couple quick things cuz their au is great! if you haven't checked it out already do so, they've got a cool ask blog at @ask-the-atwr-au!
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felt-texture · 1 year
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P-CHAN!!
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duckiemimi · 5 months
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i don’t like any ship that involves geto and gojo that isn’t satosugu btw 😭 they’re insufferably and lovingly monogamous to me! i don’t mind discussions about canon character dynamics and what it implies, analyses and whatnot, but i won’t interact with or respond to ships (headcanon or brainrot) involving either one of them that’s not satosugu! i’m open to other ships though!
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median-culture-is · 7 months
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median culture is fucign Biting system exclusionists (anti-endogenic, anti-nondisordered, fakeclaimers etc)
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mugzymiik · 4 months
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Two Heroes Are Left Alone When It's Snowing. What Could Possibly Go Wrong?
(A lot, actually.)
[Story below]
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“It’s snowing.”
Gold looked up from his drawing (well, less of a ‘drawing’– it was more scribbling than anything else. He could draw something if he wanted to, but… Nah.), and over to Tsavorite, who was looking out the window and watching as the little snowflakes fell from the sky. “You don’t sound excited.”
“Yeah, I don’t like the snow… It’s cold.”
Tsavorite looked entirely serious as he said this, and, if Gold didn’t know any better, he would’ve said something along the lines of ‘who are you, and what have you done with Tsavorite?’.
However, he did know any better. So, he responded:
“Huh. Surprising.”
Gold looked back down at his drawing, picking up the pencil to continue, before he was interrupted.
“Wait, really?”
He placed the pencil down again, huffing a bit. “Yeah. Knowing you, I thought you would’ve liked snow, to be honest.”
The yellow Hero lifted the pencil once again– but then, he was spoken to again.
“Do you like snow?”
Gold put down his pencil again, pushing it– and the paper– a little to the side, so that it was out of the way. Because, knowing Tsavorite, this was definitely going to spiral into a long conversation. One with many, many subject changes, most likely.
The younger shape was just… Like that, as he’d found long ago.
“Yeah.” He answered, turning and floating up out of the chair he’d been sitting in, and moving to join Tsavorite in sitting near the window. “I like snow.”
A small laugh came from Tsavorite, and Gold glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. “What?”
“And here I’d thought you hated everything!” The green Hero snickered with a large grin.
Gold shook his head in mock-disappointment, and moved his hand to hide a small growing smile. “You’d best watch yourself, lettuceboy.” He gave an attempt to tease light-heartedly. Yeah, he’d heard Orange call Tsavorite ‘lettuceboy’ on occasion, and eventually picked it up himself, so what?
“Ooooh… You stole that,” Tsavorite joked back. Gold could see a smug look on the pentagon’s face without even looking. “Wait a second– you’re smiling!”
Gold held back a little laugh, trying to put on a frown behind his hand– just in case the other somehow managed to pry his hand away. However, Tsavorite’s smile was contagious as all hell (like always), and he couldn’t, even if he did try his hardest. “No, I’m not.”
“Yeah, you are! Stop lying to yourself, nacho man!”
The yellow Hero huffed out a small laugh, finally pulling his hand away from covering his mouth to reveal to Tsavorite that his suspicion was, in fact, very correct.
“‘Nacho man’?” Gold inquired, chuckling.
“Yeah!” Tsavorite replied. “I'm ‘lettuceboy’, Orange is ‘fruit man’, you're ‘nacho man’!”
“And what about Cyan and Cyanide?”
“…We don't have anything for them yet,” The green Hero admitted sheepishly.
“Damn. That's rough.”
“Gold–!”
After a bit of playful bickering, the two Heroes had decided to get some hot chocolate. But, of course, neither of them knew how to actually make hot chocolate.
And so…
“How long’re we supposed to microwave the water for, again…?” Tsavorite questioned, turning to look at Gold, and the triangle Hero just shrugged.
“Beats me. I'd look at the package.”
“But I already threw both of them away!”
“Check one of the other ones in the box– oh, wait, shit… Those were the last ones.”
Gold sighed. Well, it could be a lot worse… But it could also be a lot better, too.
“Uhh… Try five minutes. I'm gonna try and find the paper I wrote it down on.”
“Alright!” Tsavorite grinned, and put the mug in the microwave for five minutes, as instructed.
Meanwhile, Gold dashed off, beginning to search for that paper. A few moments passed (but, to Gold, it only felt like, what, 30 seconds?), and a yell suddenly caught Gold's attention.
“AH–! IT BURNED MY HAND!”
…Whose bright idea was it to leave them alone together, anyway?
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The angst is so real it hurts 😭
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canadianhottmess · 2 months
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Pros and Cons of my jacket.
Pro!
The metal work looks great. And I love.
I had sewed the alterations.
Con!
It's bulky on me.
Too short
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brainmade-culture-is · 6 months
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Brainmade culture is being super tight knit with the few other brainmade Headmates in a fictive heavy system
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whiteboardartstudios · 5 months
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Yippeee the full version is here!
Sadly you can't really see the lineart that much anymore (that thing took me 2 hours ToT) but I think it still looks really cool!
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So basically I made a Minecraft skin for this server my friends started (I wanted to be the cool astrologist/astronomist lady with the big library and a huge telescope thingy), and I really liked the skin so I decided to draw it! Here's the skin for reference :D
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Edit: oops forgot the image id here you go-
[IMAGE ID: A digital illustration of a person sitting on a tall stool in front of an arched window. She has long black hair, part of which is held up in a bun with a golden hair stick. She is wearing a flowy purple dress and she has several amethyst accessories. Her eyes are closed and she is holding a book. The piece is set during nighttime and the moon can be seen shining behind the window. Glowing letters in the standard galactic alphabet, also known as the Minecraft enchantment table language, floats in the air around the person. End ID.] [IMAGE ID: A Minecraft skin of the person described in the first image. End ID.]
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codenamejudas · 5 months
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He doesn't know what's gotten into everybody. But he's loving it.
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laf-outloud · 7 months
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diverbots · 11 months
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"Okay one last thing" me when im dr. seuss and i'm creating thing 2 because thing 1 is lonely:
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duckiemimi · 3 days
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as soft and embarrassing as this sounds, i put my heart and soul into my writing, my art, and my analyses—they're the most serious i am and i've been in this fandom. though you might not know me in real life, if you're ever curious about the type of person i am, what my values are, my love and grief, look no further than the core of my art and my written thoughts. i think i'm glad that i’ve got all the time in the world to think about words.
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