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tales-of-the-ghost-zone · 1 year

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The anti ecto laws go into effect just before S2E2 “Doctors Disorders”. So when Danny’s entire class, including Sam and Tucker, becomes sick with ghost flu and start exhibiting ghost powers, the GIW swoop in and cart all the sick kids off to a GIW facility. They claim the kids are all ecto contaminated and therefore fall under the anti ecto laws! And the GIW aren’t concerned with trying to help the kids get better. Instead they’re experimenting on them. Danny knows he can’t get into the GIW facility to rescue them on his own without getting captured. So he does the only thing he can do, he goes to the Justice League for help.

The Justice League, and the Justice Dark are all together in the watchtower for a meeting when Danny shows up. He’s an absolute mess because his friends and classmates have all been taken by the GIW. And he latches onto the first person in the room that he sees. Which just so happens to be Batman. Now Batman has a sobbing hysterical ghost child clinging to him! Everyone is super confused. It takes them half an hour to calm Danny down enough that he can explain what the problem is.

When they find out about the anti ecto laws and what the GIW have done they are all horrified and pissed!! They immediately set out to rescue Danny’s classmates. And if they just so happen to accidentally destroy the GIW facility along the way well none of them are to broken up about it. After the kids are all rescued, cured from the ghost flu, and returned to their parents, the Justice League sets out to get the anti ecto laws repealed. They reveal to the whole world just what the GIW did to a whole class of innocent human children while using the anti ecto laws as cover to do it! The whole world is outraged! It only takes two days for the laws to be repealed, and for the GIW to be permanently disbanded.

A few days later Danny Phantom does a live tv interview where he answers questions about ghosts and the ghost zone. He hopes that this will help people better understand ghosts and their true nature.

#dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #danny phantom #dc comics #you know Bruce adopted Danny the second that child latched into him in the tower #his dad instincts went into overdrive #Danny is now the baby of the Justice League #Batman May have adopted him first #but all the others collectively decided that he was now the child of the Justice League #imagine their shock when three weeks later #after his whole town got randomly yanked into the infinite realms #he returns as the new king of the infinite realms #whole Justice Dark has a collective aneurism #and then a week later he shows up at the bat cave sobbing about a possible future timeline where he turned evil and destroyed the world #and he just hands Batman a file on all his weaknesses and how to beat him if he ever goes evil #once more Batman has to console a sobbing hysterical ghost child #on the plus side once the boys calmed down he finally gets to meet his new siblings

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wildstar25 · 3 months

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MiqoMarch Day 23 - Midnight

With their intended voyage into the void only a few days out, Arsay thought it the upmost importance that she steal her partner away to Kugane, that they might share one more fond memory together should things not turn out the way they plan in the thirteenth. It was as they crossed the very same bridge the miqo'te had once sat on together two years prior when Arsay gifted Y'shtola with a bracelet matching that of her own. A token of endearment which, Arsay confessed, she would have given to her fellow scion back then, had nerves not gotten the best of her. While their relationship has undoubtedly changed since the initial purchase of the jewellery, the sentiment remained the same. Y'shtola was someone who Arsay loved dearly and she will forever be grateful to have the seeker's life intertwined with her own. No matter where their free spirits took them, they would always hold each other in their hearts. A promise Y'shtola was more than willing to keep. She slipped the the string of beads around her wrist without a second thought. They were never to come off, not even when the two decided to delay their return to Radz-at-Han in favour of a private bath at the dead of night.

#miqomarch #miqomarch 2024 #ffxiv #y'shtola rhul #y'shtola x wol #wolshtola #Arsay Nun #WOL posting #arsay nun lore #arshtola #thanks to nhaneh for the body mod #i had to do some insane fov to get the moon and them in the same shot so sorry for the distortion #forcing arshtola lore into this prompt since idk when Ill ever get around to gposing the actual scene #this is between 6.1 and 6.2!#endwalker patch spoilers #i had the idea that arsay bought the Dai-ryumyaku bracelets from a vendor between 4.3 n 4.4 when shtola is off to the doman enclave #and arsay is like hey wait you should let me show you around kugane on the way over!#a fun friend date that ends with shtola finally accepting she has a crush on arsay and its terminal #and arsay having a single moment where she starts reflecting on feelings & thinks maybe she missed hanging out w/shtola more than she shoul #only to quickly butt that idea out of her head and continue being super normal #arsay notices these matching bracelets with red and purple string and shes like oh they are so cute and they look like #they belong in a pair it would be so sad if they were ever split up unexpectedly #i know ill buy them and give one to shtola wouldnt that be fun!#so she does that and then cant bring herself to give yshtola the damn thing because she starts second guessing herself #so arsay stashes the bracelets away and she started wearing hers later under her glove #fast forward to two years later and arsay finds the other one in one of her bags #and now shes dating yshtola and they are about to go somewhere super dangerous #what better time to tell your gf how much they have always meant to you #and what better way to do it than with a gift and some words spoken from the heart?#it was a little unconventional since arsay didnt really have marriage on the mind but it was a proposal in a sense

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robininthelabyrinth · 1 year

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Could you do Accidental sworn brothers NHS, JC, WWX?

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“So,” Jiang Cheng said.

It was a very ominous sort of ‘so’.

“Hi, Jiang-xiong,” Nie Huaisang said. “Have you eaten? I trust you been well. I’ve been all right, myself. Things are pretty quiet. The weather’s been pretty nice, though I don’t think it’s ever as nice in Qinghe as it is in Yunmeng. Has it been raining much?”

Jiang Cheng was giving him a death glare.

“…lots of rain, huh?”

“I don’t care about the vast majority of what you did to get revenge on Jin Guangyao,” Jiang Cheng said flatly. “But you put Jin Ling in danger.”

“Not…much danger.” At Jiang Cheng’s incredulous look, Nie Huaisang shrugged. “He kept him alive this long, didn’t he? I figured Jin Ling was pretty safe, as these things went. It was only at the very last moment that he actually threatened him directly – and Jin Ling wasn’t even supposed to be there.”

Judging from Jiang Cheng’s expression, he wasn’t buying Nie Huaisang’s argument.

“All right, fine,” Nie Huaisang said. “Still, you came to visit me, which means that you’re not just here to yell and tell me that our friendship is over, you could do that by letter. You want something from me?”

Jiang Cheng struggled for a moment, then grimaced. “Yeah, I want something.”

He was so predictable sometimes.

“Tell me what you need me to do to get your friendship back, and I’ll do it.” Nie Huaisang thought about it for a moment. “Within reason.”

“I want you to help me fix my relationship with Wei Wuxian.”

“…I said within reason, Jiang-xiong,” Nie Huaisang said, horrified. “Do you want me to bring the moon down and give it to you while I’m at it?”

“It’s not that bad!” Jiang Cheng protested, except, no, really, it was exactly that bad. Years and years of deception and betrayal and bad feelings on both sides, an incredibly knotty tangle of emotions with no one completely right and no one completely wrong and debts and anger and – it was bad, okay? “Anyway, you managed to fix Jin Guangyao, didn’t you, even though he was Chief Cultivator and you had basically no evidence? Fix this, too.”

“It’s in no way comparable!”

“Listen, you said you wanted to know what you needed to do to get us to be all right with each other again, right? This is it. Do it.”

Nie Huaisang opened his mouth in protest.

“I won’t accept anything else,” Jiang Cheng said, and crossed his arms in a way that suggested finality. “You’re the mastermind, aren’t you? So mastermind!”

Nie Huaisang really didn’t want to lose Jiang Cheng’s friendship, now that he knew there was a possibility of keeping it, but he also had no idea how to even start going about fixing the unfixable. He flattered himself to think that he knew Jiang Cheng pretty well after all these years, but based on everything that had happened, he didn’t understand Wei Wuxian well enough to know where to start.

Clearly, he needed help. No, more than help – he needed expertise.

Currently, Nie Huaisang was sitting in one of the rooms in the Cloud Recesses the Lan sect used to host guests waiting to see the sect leader on business. Of course, with Lan Xichen in seclusion at the moment, the actual person taking petitions was the person Nie Huaisang come to see: Lan Wangji.

He didn’t expect to be seen to quickly, the way he might have when he’d been on familiar terms with Lan Xichen – he was a Great Sect leader, yes, and an allied one, and so ought to be accorded first priority, but Lan Wangji was also a petty little brat sometimes. Lan Qiren had come by in an unofficial capacity, looking long-suffering, and they’d had an unexpectedly enjoyable conversation on the subject of the rules relating to filial piety and revenge, which Nie Huaisang interpreted as possibly the first time Lan Qiren had ever voluntarily given him a good grade on anything.

(He was weirdly moved by it, but mostly still traumatized. He’d hated school.)

After the old teacher left, Nie Huaisang sat around waiting and drinking tea, amusing himself by thinking of all the ways this forthcoming conversation could go wrong, and just when he’d gotten to the end of the fourth scenario, Wei Wuxian himself came strolling in.

“Oh, hi, Wei-xiong!” Nie Huaisang said brightly, not allowing considerations like shame to apply. “How’ve you been?”

“I’m good, I’m good,” Wei Wuxian said. “And you?”

“Well, I’m –”

“It works out quite well that you’re here, actually,” Wei Wuxian said, barreling onwards without waiting for the answer. “There was something I was hoping you might help me with.”

Nie Huaisang hid his face behind a fan. “Who, me…? I mean, I’m always glad to help, if it’s within my power – and, I mean, I’m glad you asked! And here I was worried that Wei-xiong didn’t like me anymore.”

Wei Wuxian waved a dismissive hand and sat down.

“I’m sure it’s something you can help with,” he said, smiling in a way Nie Huaisang didn’t like. “After all, you led the entire cultivation world around by the nose to catch Jin Guangyao, didn’t you?”

“I wouldn’t say that…”

“Well, I would. This should be no problem in comparison!”

Which meant, of course, that it was going to be a problem, because anything was easy in comparison.

“Oh, Wei-xiong, I really don’t know…”

“Don’t give me that! At least listen to it, okay?”

Nie Huaisang was always willing to listen. He nodded.

“I need you to use your mastermind skills to help me fix my relationship with Jiang Cheng.”

Nie Huaisang blinked once, long and slow. “With…Jiang Cheng?”

“That’s right!”

“But…why me…”

“Everything is just a complete mess between us,” Wei Wuxian said plainly. “It’s probably mostly my fault, and I’ve probably wronged him in ways I don’t even remember, but – I’d like to fix it. I’ve tried to fix it. I even tried leaving it alone to see if that would help, and it definitely didn’t. Everything I’ve done only makes it worse! So I need someone else to manage it.”

“And you picked…me?”

“Don’t put yourself down, Nie-xiong. You’ll manage!”

“I haven’t even agreed yet!”

“You need something from Lan Zhan, don’t you?” Wei Wuxian said, grinning at him. “You’ll agree.”

“Of course I’ll agree,” Nie Huaisang said with a huff, tossing his head. “You’re a dear friend, Wei-xiong! Why wouldn’t I agree?”

Anyway, he had to do the work for Jiang Cheng anyway. Might as well score some points flattering Wei Wuxian while he was at it.

“You’re so kind,” Wei Wuxian said, rolling his eyes at him. “Thanks, Nie-xiong. I look forward to hearing what our next move is. Have fun having tea with Lan Zhan!”

“You did this to yourself,” Lan Wangji said solemnly.

“I know,” Nie Huaisang said. He was lying on the floor, arms and legs splayed to the sides as he stared up at the roof in an effort to express the depths of his desolation. “I’m well aware.”

“Mm.”

“I’m having a crisis over it, even.”

“Mm. Could you have the crisis elsewhere?”

“Don’t be mean, Lan Zhan. Of course not. I need your help!”

“Denied,” Lan Wangji said, as if Nie Huaisang really were just one of the random petitioners he had to deal with these days.

“If you don’t help me, I’ll fix up their relationship so good that you’ll have to deal with Jiang Cheng all the time,” Nie Huaisang said threateningly, and noted with amusement the way Lan Wangji’s brow twitched at the thought of having to share either space, time, or Wei Wuxian with Jiang Cheng. “Listen, no matter what the others think, I’m not really a schemer or a mastermind! I just ran with the course of events and tried to change them when they looked like they weren’t going my way, that’s all.”

“I wish you luck,” Lan Wangji said, immoveable as an iceberg.

“If I try to solve this, I’m only going to make it worse,” Nie Huaisang said. “That’s not even a threat. It’s just a fact.”

“I look forward to seeing the end results,” Lan Wangji said.

Cruel, indifferent man.

“I don’t even have a good model on how to solve this,” Nie Huaisang complained. “I mean, I don’t think I know of any relationships that splintered and then were actually repaired? The only thing that comes even close is what er-ge was up to with da-ge and san-ge all that time ago, when he was trying to get them to like each other again – of course, san-ge ruined that by committing murder, but I think we can probably avoid that here! I mean, I think we can. And it’s not workable, anyway, because…”

He frowned. Nothing was coming to mind.

Nothing at all.

Well then.

“Actually…”

Lan Wangji actually put down his brush. He looked mildly alarmed. “Nie Huaisang,” he said. “What are you thinking of doing?”

“Nothing, nothing…nothing at all…”

“How did this happen?” Jiang Cheng wondered.

“No idea,” Wei Wuxian said. “But at least we’re friends again, right?”

“Not just friends,” Jiang Cheng said. “Isn’t that right, da-ge?”

Wei Wuxian puffed himself up like a peacock. “You bet, er-di!”

“The sacrifices I make for my friends amaze even me,” Nie Huaisang said to a stunned-looking Lan Wangji. “I’m really all heart, aren’t I?”

“Nie Huaisang,” Lan Wangji said solemnly. “I am going to kill you.”

Nie Huaisang cackled. “No, you’re not,” he said cheerfully. “Or else my da-ge and er-ge might have something to say about how you’re treating their san-di…and I, at least, promise not to kill either of them!”

#mdzs #jiang cheng #nie huaisang #wei wuxian #lan wangji #my fic #my fics #I'm finally going to start posting again #even though I'm mortally terrified I'm going to repost an old one #which is at least 65% of why I have been so quiet #but I will do it anyway #anyway showing up WAY late with your prompt fill sorry #my nhs&lwj childhood friends agenda strikes again #also my 'what is the funniest way this could happen' agenda

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ff7-has-taken-me-over · 8 days

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Sephiroth and his constant fuckin fluttering 🤣

He always looks like he wants to take a bite out of Cloud honestly and it’s so funny.

#fic prompt #fic #prompt #final fantasy vii #final fantasy vii rebirth #final fantasy vii remake #cloud strife #Sephiroth #sefikura #kind of #not really #more Sephiroth and his obsession with Cloud #it made me laugh whenever he showed up #he had an obsession with Cloud’s neck aye

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quinn-pop · 8 months

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mtdd week day 6 - flustered

just a post romk scene

in all these years you’ve never…

#mtddweek2023 #this is the only prompt i used a script i already had drafted #the whole thing is actually about 6k words this is just one bit i particularly like #don’t you just hate it when the guy you dislike so much you stage a coup against him finally shows a sign he cares about other people #anyway maybe ill clean the script up one of these days idk #kirbyposting #my art or something #meta knight #king dedede #metadede #this definitely doesn’t have to be a romantic thing but i think the amount of strong feelings happening on dedede’s end is enough #revenge of meta knight #i guess #quinn does comics #angst? light angst? does this warrant a tag uhh #<- i know this will do nothing as is #let me know if you need anything

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blackjackkent · 4 months

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random thought, feel free to ignore- but i wonder, considering the similarity in location, if the "selunite enclave outside the city" aylin and isobel mentioned would be hector's monastery in this worldstate?

HOLY SHIT. \o/

Hang on, I need to drop everything and roll with this idea because I love it. You just made my whole evening.

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"Father Enric!"

The young acolyte is breathing hard as he comes to a stop inside the small chapel on the north end of Silverlight Monastery.

Enric, startled from his prayers, looks up with a raised eyebrow, then slowly, painfully shifts himself to his feet. (Age is telling on him, after all these years, despite all the training and discipline to which he has devoted his life.) "Calm yourself, Jakob," he says gently, keeping his voice deliberately calm in the face of the younger man's agitation. "Speak softly and without heat. What is it?"

In truth, he can guess. Another sally by the Absolutists - that terrible cult that has risen from the south. They have made three attacks against the monastery thus far, and the walls have held against their arrows and battering rams-- but not without damage, and not without casualty to the monks and clerics within.

The last attack was only three days ago, he thinks bleakly. We are not ready for another so soon.

But Jakob's news surprises him - it is not that at all.

"Two visitors on the road, Father Abbot, sir," the boy says. He is trying to maintain his composure but failing-- there is fear in his expression, and also a sort of perplexed excitement. "They come alone, but armed. One of them is an aasimar, father, and Brother Lloyd on the wall says that where the moonlight touched her, she glowed like a beacon!"

Enric's eyes widen. He reaches out to put a hand on Jakob's shoulder. "See that they are brought to my office at once. And wake someone in the kitchens."

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An hour or so later, there is a soft knock at his office door.

"Come in." He turns from where he is standing by the window, and finds himself meeting the eyes of a woman some three or four inches taller than he himself.

She puts an arm across her chest, bows respectfully. "In the name of the Lady we both serve, I greet you, Father Abbot," she says gravely.

Her eyes are so pale as to be almost white, and her skin to match, shot through with lines of gold like a piece of mended pottery. The wings at her back would likely stretch the width of the small office if she extended them, but one is furled at her back and the other wrapped around the shoulders of a smaller and rather exhausted-looking human woman, who is leaned up against the aasimar's side as if huddled against a tree in a storm.

"And I you," Enric answers, inclining his head politely. "You are--" He hesitates. "I hope you will forgive the presumption, but I hope my guess is correct. Are you the Dame Aylin that once walked these lands as our lady's right hand?"

She smiles slowly. "I am. It may be told by the moonlight upon my sword and the righteous fire within my heart."

Enric allows himself the briefest flash of pride at the monastery's record-keeping; even to the armor she wears, she looks exactly as the histories describe her. But that pride is almost lost in a much greater wave of emotion that is pure awe, for Dame Aylin (those same histories say) is the daughter of Selune herself. She has not been seen in the flesh for over a century. The last records of her are in letters from Moonrise before that cursed place fell to darkness.

"You honor us with your presence at Silverlight," he says. He starts to kneel, but she shakes her head impatiently, reaches out and takes him by the arm.

"We have come to aid your fight," she says briskly. "For we have seen the darkness of the Absolute face to face, and know the struggle that has set upon you these many weeks. My darling Isobel and I shall be the sword and shield of my mother on your behalf."

The human at Aylin's side -- Isobel? -- smiles wearily. "After a night's rest, I should hope," she murmurs, then adds to Enric, "We have come many leagues in a short time, that we might be of service to you."

Enric's practiced self-control is serving him well here -- but only with difficulty. The urge to simply gape in astonishment at the two new arrivals is considerable. "To stand at your side against this evil is a blessing none of us would have dreamed of," he says softly. "We would gladly accept, and offer you in return all that is ours in sustenance and shelter."

Aylin looks pleased. "A bargain it is, then," she says. Lifting one eyebrow, she studies Enric thoughtfully for a moment. "I see shades of him in you, most certainly - the shades which would have been passed by a lifetime's teaching. I am sure you are the man Hector has often spoken of. Enric of Trielta."

Enric is so startled that for a moment his self-control slips utterly. And though some of the surprise is at hearing this divine creature utter his name, more is for the source she mentions for her knowledge.

"Hector?" he asks. His eyebrows lift in sudden urgent question. "Forgive me-- do you speak of Hector Carlisle?"

Twin smiles flash onto the faces of both women at the name. "She does indeed," Isobel says.

"Hector is alive?" Even Enric himself is a little surprised at the rush of joy that goes through him at the news. "We all thought-- when the attack came upon the city, that terrible ship... we thought he must be dead. He was only in the market long enough to purchase supplies, but he never came back..."

"I can assure you," Aylin says, "Hector has not only climbed from the pit of that ship but triumphed over forces the likes of which we may all fervently hope you can never comprehend. You should be deeply proud to call him brother."

"As I am, and have been, and will be. Moonmaiden be praised... you are truly a bearer of all the best of news."

A flash of something that might be humor goes through the aasimar's eyes. "Should you expect anything else of Dame Aylin?" she says, raising one eyebrow.

"I--" He blinks, stammering uncertainly.

"My love jests," Isobel says, a little dryly. "It is hard to tell sometimes, I know."

Aylin makes a soft snorting noise but does not dispute the statement.

"But what she says of Hector is true," the human goes on. "He saved us both from a deep darkness at Moonrise Towers, after a century of loss, and has gone on to the city to face down the heart of the Absolute. I will not tell you his story while he still remains to perhaps one day tell you himself... but I will say that he speaks of you, of this place, every day-- with loyalty and gratitude."

She hesitates, then adds delicately, "You may, I suspect, not quite recognize him as the man who left, when he returns again."

That is a sobering thought, and Enric has to pause to consider it for a while before answering. "If he has faced the darkness so closely as you say, it would be foolish of me to expect it," he says finally. "But I cannot express how much it gladdens me to hear that he lives. He has been greatly missed, these last months."

He gestures to the chairs in front of his desk. "Please. Sit. I will have food and drink brought, and I hope you will tell me more of what you have seen, and what still lies ahead to do."

#bjk plays baldur's gate 3 #hector carlisle #drabble #bg3 fic #bg3 fanfic #dame aylin #bg3 aylin #bg3 isobel #monk tav #this was such a good idea ahhhhhhhhh #tysm for the message! :D i know it wasn't necessarily meant as a prompt but i took it as one haha #gave enric from my “the center cannot hold” fic a promotion bc it's been like forty years now XD #saved me from coming up with a new name :P #headcanon: maybe in hector's worldstate enric shows up with aylin and isobel at the final battle XD #we'll see if i remember to mention it when we get there

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cheriboms · 8 months

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doctober day 14: coffee

pshh who needs caffeine when u can just have a hallucinatory vision about ur teenager coming back from the future u just sent him to??

(psa the audio gets loud so do be warned)

#back to the future #bttf #doctober #doctober 2023 #doc brown #emmett brown #marty mcfly #michael j fox #christopher lloyd #my arts #my sketchy wip arts #opening of bttf3 my beloved <3 they literally just vibin #doc literally having no idea how he got home and having a heart attack immediately upon waking up. tunnel vision legend #i almost did this w roles reversed in bttf1. but then i thought... doc screaming like that is basically canon so i gotta do bttf3 #also pretend copernicus is there. i was too lazy to draw him :(#also also im 3 minutes to midnight so HUZZAH im TECHNICALLY not late B)#also also also ignore the perspective being wonky as heck i did it freehand bc its not important #ps tumblr hates when i post videos (doesnt show up in tags fsr) so hopefully this works ;_; 🤞#and finally. yeah ik this is an enormous reach on the prompt. what of it >_>#(im not 100% sure on credit but im p sure the audio is from daawave on tiktok)

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warpolomewdarkmatter · 9 months

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have you ever wanted to watch blosc? well, you probably already have. but have you ever wanted to watch it AGAIN--together with LIKE-MINDED INDIVUDUALS--while DRAWING and WRITING and POSTING ABOUT IT?

💜 well, LOOK NO FURTHER!!! 🧡

presenting to you BLOSCTOBER 2023--a month-long rewatch event of Buzz Lightyear of Star Command!! 31 days, 62 episodes + 3-episode special, accompanied by various SUGGESTED PROMPTS!

RULES are simple: watch episodes at the corresponding day, and think about the character, concept, or place--as written in the prompt. if you do get inspired, or have something to express--with words, art, or whatever else--post it on tumblr with the tag blosctober!! and dont worry about skipping days, falling behind, or not following the promptlist. the main rule is: watch blosc & HAVE FUN!

💜 you can also find the text version of the table under the cut! 🧡

The Adventure Begins ~ FREE DAY!

Shiv Katall, War And Peace And War ~ BUZZ LIGHTYEAR

Rescue Mission ~ COSMO'S

The Planet Destroyer, Star Smasher ~ EVIL EMPEROR ZURG

Return To Karn, A Zoo Out There ~ GALACTIC ALLIANCE

Lightyear Factor, Sunquake ~ EVILYEAR

Lone Wolf, First Missions ~ FLASHBACK/PAST

Little Secrets, Large Target ~ TEAM LIGHTYEAR

Super Nova, The Starthought ~ MIRA NOVA

At Large on A Small Planet, Conspiracy, Inside Job ~ GARGANTIA

Torque Armada, The Taking of PC-7 ~ TORQUE

Star Crossed, Mira’s Wedding ~ TANGEA

Gravitina, Opposites Attract ~ GRAVITINA

Good Ol' Buzz, Lost in Time ~ FUTURE

Strange Invasion, Stranger Invasion, Holiday Time ~ ROSWELL

Root of Evil, Bunzel Fever ~ BOOSTER SINCLAIR MUNCHAPPER

Main Event, Mind Warp ~ NORBERT KLERM

The Plasma Monster ~ ONE-OFF CHARACTERS

Beasts of Karn, Millennial Bugs ~ OZMA FURBANNA

Revenge of The Raenoks, The Yukari Imprint, Panic on Bathyos ~ RAENOKS & BATHYOS

Devolutionaries, Clone Rangers ~ ALTERNATIVE VERSIONS

Planet of The Lost, Enemy Without a Face ~ VILLAIN OF THE WEEK

Head Case, Downloaded ~ XR

Dirty Work, Stress Test ~ RHIZOME

Nos-4-A2, The Slayer ~ NOS-4-A2

Xl, The Return of XL ~ XL

Wirewolf, Revenge of The Monsters ~ TY PARSEC

42, Eye of The Tempest ~ ROMANCE

Speed Trap, Haunted Moon, Shape Stealer ~ SCI-FI HORROR

The Crawling Flesh, Rookie of The Year ~ OTHER RANGERS

Tag Team, Ancient Evil ~ WARP DARKMATTER

#was going to show it to someone for final edits but then thought. am i really gonna edit this thing? and decided that. no <3 SO HERE U GO!#buzz lightyear of star command #blosc #origpost #blosctober #also instead of my prompts you can focus on something else or watch blosc in your own order of episodes--i made this thing up!#like watching scifi horror eps on halloween instead. totally get that! but i wanted to get the three-ep combo on a sunday haha

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haechansrighttoe · 1 year

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buddy daddies has me glued to my fuckin seat that show has changed my perspective on parenting like its that serious

#buddy daddies #i wont shut up about the rei and miri holding hands scene its so sweet and #kazuki being worried but then like realizing that theyre fine #that rei finally knows how to parent a bit #and hes finally happy rei and kazuki both #gah i could write an college essay on this show #i wont because i have some self restraint...but if the prompt fits i will

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write-it-motherfuckers · 2 years

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No prompts and no “fuck” post today, I’m afraid. I’m still feeling pretty unwell and my thoughts are moving at a snails pace, so I’m going to keep attempting to rest until I’m a little more stable.

Thank you for your patience Darling ones, I’ll be back soon, I promise. Stay safe and look after yourselves 🖤

#mod speaks #I'll do a proper post about it when I'm a little more lucid. But just as a quick reminder #the prompts I post are here to be rebloged and used. So long as you give credit where credit is due #you are always welcome to use them. And if you chose to share the results with us as as well then I will never not be excited #things are just a little complicated in regards responses right now until the replacement laptop finally shows up

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avirael · 9 months

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FFxivWrite 2023

Day 24 - Stood-Up

"What are you grinning about so stupidly?"

A'viloh, absorbed in his thoughts, startled up and saw Rael standing in front of him. "What? I’m not grinning.", he claimed and tried to make a serious face.

A sly smile formed on the Viera’s face as they sat down beside him on the bench at the main plaza of Vesper Bay.

"You had a nice night I assume?", they asked casually. "Maybe with Thancred?"

"What?!", A'viloh couldn’t believe his ears. "No! What makes you think that??"

Rael made an innocent face. "Oh, what a shame. Tataru must have mistaken you for someone else then…"

"Tataru?! That little snitch!", A'volih exclaimed angrily and involuntarily confirmed Rael’s theory. Upon realising so, he turned red like a tomato.

Rael grinned at him. "So it was you after all, who she saw last night accompanying Thancred to his room?"

"She said that?!", he asked incredulously.

"Not exactly…", Rael admitted. "I was looking for you this morning. After I heard what happened in Thanalan I wanted to see how you are doing. Little did I know that you already found someone else to console you…"

"Oh, stop smiling at me like that!", A'viloh scolded. "It’s not at all like you’re thinking! Why is Tataru talking to you about this anyway??"

Rael raised an eyebrow. "When I asked her if she knew where you are, she said you were with Thancred. She seemed a little busy, I think it simply slipped out. To her defence, she refused to elaborate much further when I asked about it…"

A'viloh groaned, imagining that by now probably all of the Scions and half of Vesper Bay may have heard where he spent the night. "Okay, listen up. It’s honestly not what it looks like! And I am aware how stupid that just sounded!"

Reluctantly he told Rael the whole embarrassing story of how they had gotten drunk the night before and then had ended up in Thancred’s room at the Waking Sands. But certainly nothing more than that, mind you!

Rael laughed heartily at his expense, which made A'viloh just more embarrassed than he already was. But on the other hand he could really use a second opinion on all of this, and who else could he ask? Coyly he stared at his hands wondering if Rael would make fun of him if he asked for their opinion.

"Why are you looking like that?", they asked seeing through him immediately. "Is there anything you haven’t told me yet?"

A'viloh glanced at the Viera. “Thancred may have invited me to meet him in Ul'dah this evening."

Rael raised their eyebrows. "Invited like let’s go drinking together or invited like on a date?"

"He didn’t specify that…", A'viloh admitted with a sigh.

Rael chuckled. "Well, only one way to find out then." Then their face got a little more serious. "Just be a little careful with him, alright? He’s got quite the reputation around here. He may not be serious about this…"

A'viloh rolled his eyes. "Alright, mom. I know, I know…"

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Later that day as A'viloh walked through Ul'dah and stepped into the Gold Court, he realised why Thancred had chosen this spot as their meeting point. A'viloh hadn’t been in the city for at least two weeks and had forgotten that currently a celebration took place in all of the three city states.

He had heard that it was an occasion to pay tribute to the people who had lost their lives at the Seventh Umbral Calamity. The memory of the Calamity and especially how he had spent it instantly made him feel sad. For a second he wondered if all of this was maybe a horrible idea and if he just should excuse himself and go home but then he shook his head. There was no use in brooding about things that can’t be changed anymore. Kikipu had taught him to look forward instead of to the past. And he wanted to do that, he really did…

A firework tore him from his thoughts and made him look up to the sky. The sun was already setting and the sky slowly changed from orange to pink and purple, while one firework after the other exploded colorfully. The lanterns in the city began to glow one by one, not just the regular ones but also dozens of blue crystal-shaped ones they had put up especially for the festival. Maybe Thancred and him had wanted to go here and see the festivities last night, before A'viloh had drunkenly stumbled into a puddle face first and cut their excursion short.

The whole place was decorated with lights and banners, garlands and flowers. A mixture of a warm golden glow and the sparkling blue of the crystals, crowned with the colorful fireworks above. It was a breathtaking view, A'viloh couldn’t remember ever seeing anything like it before. It was truly romantic!

He immediately scolded himself for that thought. Probably he was interpreting way too much into this and it was all just a funny coincidence. Thancred had most likely only wanted to be kind and compensate for how disastrously his last attempt to cheer him up had ended. A'viloh let his eyes wander over the whole plaza but Thancred was nowhere to be seen yet, which wasn’t surprising considering that he was half an hour too early.

The Miqo'te decided to sit down on a bench in the middle of the circular courtyard and waited. Nervously he straightened his shirt. He hadn’t dressed up especially fancy, that hadn’t seemed appropriate but he still had made sure to look presentable. Well, anything would look better than how he had looked this morning, so that hadn't been too difficult. Thancred’s clothes, which he had borrowed, lay freshly cleaned and precisely folded in a small package at this side and he intended to return them as soon as possible.

While he waited A'viloh couldn’t help but wonder where Thancred planned to go with him. The Hyur knew this city a lot better than A'viloh had gotten to know it yet and probably could show him a few interesting spots. Maybe he should have asked Momodi for advice, she always had a friendly ear for him and usually offered very useful tips, but it was certainly to late for that now…

By now it was about ten minutes after the time they had agreed to meet here. Don’t be late Thancred had said before his departure from the Waking sands and now he was the one delayed. A'viloh didn’t mind it though, he could imagine that the conversation Thancred had to conduct with the Immortal Flames wasn’t a very comfortable one. Maybe it had all taken more time than he had expected. Thancred would probably be here any moment now…

About half an hour later A'viloh slowly started to get impatient. Could anything have occured that delayed him? He had said something about doing research for Minfilia at the Thaumaturges’ archives. Most likely he had forgotten what time it was, brooding over some complicated manuscripts, or he had simply fallen asleep in the dim lighting of the Arrzaneth Ossuary. Who could blame him after their binge at Vesper Bay the night before?…

In the end A'viloh waited there for almost two hours. By then he was nervously pacing around the plaza racking his brain in worry about whatever could have happened. Should he go and ask for him at the Hall of Flames or the Thaumaturges’ Guild? But what if he appeared here in the meantime and they missed each other? No, if Thancred wasn’t here yet it was unlikely that he thought A'viloh was still waiting for him, right?

So he first went to the Hall of Flames, where Flame Commander Swift confirmed that Thancred had been there until the early afternoon and then had left for the Thamaturges’ Guild. So that was A'viloh’s next stop. Carefully he peaked into the spacious main hall of the Arrzaneth Ossuary but there was no trace of Thancred either. He decided to ask Yayake for help, the receptionist of the guild and a friend of Rael’s. A'viloh had seen her a few times before when he had accompanied the Viera on some of their missions.

The receptionist luckily recognised him and explained that she had indeed seen Thancred earlier that day. He had spoken with the guildmaster and then spent a few hours going through their archives. But according to Yayake he had left hours ago. Way too early not to have made it in time for their meeting.

A'viloh left the building and at first tried to contact Thancred's linkpearl but he didn't answer. Then he contacted Tataru to ask if she had seen him return to the Waking Sands but she denied it.

Without any other clue where to look or who to ask A'viloh returned to the Gold Court for a last desperate attempt to find him but of course he wasn’t there either.

Defeated he sank down onto a bench and wondered if Rael had been right after all. What if Thancred really had not been serious about this? Maybe he wasn’t interested in A'viloh at all and only wanted to make fun of him. Had he watched him from somewhere and laughed at stupid A'vi‘s naivety? That didn’t sound like the Thancred he knew but then again A'viloh started to wonder if he really knew him at all…

#ffxivwrite2023 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv writing #ffxiv #final fantasy xiv #ff14 #final fantasy 14 #ARR #Aviloh Tia #Rael Hyskaris #Thancred Waters #set after the prompt from day 18 #It could have been so nice!#They could have watched the fireworks together!#but we all know why he didn't show up... :-(#f*** Lahabrea!#and I don't mean that the way some people in this fandom do...#ffxiv scenery

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hourcat · 1 year

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#i want to write that km prompt that just went up today :/ i cant but i want to #also was thinking abt married pierre n charles and how they spend their first night together.#like obviously they have sex! obviously. they just became a family of their own and theyre both insane abt Family Life #but like. maybe they think that. bc this has been their whole lives. they can pretend like nothing has changed bc really nothing has #all that's changed is that there's now a legal document saying theyre married. everything else feels like it was before. so like.#they try for quiet! and normal. they call it a night after one round. except charles cant sleep even if he's been tired all weekend #and he just. cant stop thinking about that one little change. how pierre is his forever now. how he is pierre's just the same.#pierre is out cold and charles just stares at his sleeping form half the night so full of love for this man here beside him.#eventually pierre wakes up to go pee and charles is half awake (finally sleepy after HOURS) when he comes back to bed #''why are you still awake...husband'' pierre whispers and charles just laughs #covers his face. answers ''i dont know...husband'' just to make pierre laugh. but then gets all soft and serious and confesses #that he's just. thinking about their love. yk? something tender and sentimental. pierre kisses him softly in his sleepy honesty #and they fuck (''make love!!!!'' charles protests later in the morning) again and it's just about the belonging of it all. just to be close #just bc they can and this was always how it was meant 2 b! matching rings for real. a life shared. a love so long-winded it will never end.#wow i watch one (1) scene from a show and go off. i think ive got some pent up insanity to release.

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runefactorynonsense · 2 years

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Spooktober - Day 24 - Stars

Moonlit Eve? I promise, there's more than just the moon.

[@dcviated gave me the idea that the Rune Factory world has a ring system and I am never letting that headcanon go]

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silhouettecrow · 7 months

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365 Days of Writing Prompts: Day 328

Adjective: Violent

Noun: Teeth

Definitions for those who need/want them:

Violent: using or involving physical force intended to hurt, damage, or kill someone or something; (especially of an emotion or unpleasant or destructive natural force) very strong or powerful; (of a color) vivid; (law) involving an unlawful exercise or exhibition of force

Teeth: a set of hard, bony enamel-coated structures in the jaws of most vertebrates, used for biting and chewing; hard, pointed structures in invertebrate animals, typically functioning in the mechanical breakdown of food; genuine force or effectiveness of a body or in a law or agreement; the projecting parts on a tool or other instrument, especially a series that functions or engages together, such as cogs on a gearwheel or points on a saw or comb; the projecting parts on an animal or plant, especially jagged or dentate rows on the margin of a leaf or shell; an appetite or liking for a particular thing; roughness given to a surface to allow color or glue to adhere

#so im back to being rather late #oops #i chose to just go to bed this time #as i was tired and it was very late when we went to bed #my girlfriend and i stayed up for a while playing magic the gathering #we also watched the rest of whats available of the newest season of the great british baking show #(and now we have to wait until friday for the finale)#we also did a bit of holiday shopping (cos black friday) and we went to our local gaming store and got a tonne of magic cards (for 20% off)#so it was a very good but very busy day #as for the prompt it feels a bit straightforward but i think there is still plenty of ambiguity with it #which i think is cool and i like #i think im going to go with the more obvious route of 'violent' meaning hurt/damage/kill and 'teeth' meaning human or animal chompers #it just makes me think of the hunt from the magnus archives #and how anyone can be turned into predator or prey in the right (or wrong) circumstances #the magnus archives #tma #the hunt #the hunt tma #thanks for reading #writing #writer #creative writing #writing prompt #writeblr #trying to be a writeblr at least

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