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#DAYLIGHT AU
lovinbarzal · 4 months
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MY CONNIE BABY | CB98
conner bedard x fem! kelce sister! reader
masterlist | fc: alyvia alyn lind | a/n reader is conrad and jere's little sister in tsitp!
y/n.kelce has posted !
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y/n.kelce my irl connie baby💗
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_connorbedard loverrrr🎶🎶🎶
↳ y/n.kelce 🙈🪄
killatrav tell your little boyfriend to watch his hand placement!
↳ y/n.kelce shoo! go away! 🤺🤺
fan1 THEY'RE SOOO CUTE OMG
fan2 UGH MY HEART CANT TAKE THIS!
jason.kelce kids got rizz😎
↳ y/n.kelce @/kykelce come get your man outta my comments🙏🏼
↳ kykelce on it 🫡
chris.briney debards???????????
adamfantilli 🦉🦉
brittanylynne my kids❤️
↳ y/n.kelce mama mahomes💞
hater1 she's not even pretty🤣
hater2 how did she pull THE connor bedard??
lola.tung pretty girl🤭🤭
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the-oblivious-writer · 6 months
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I've been pretty busy the past few weeks ngl, with school along with a bunch of personal shit, and it's not like it's letting up. I'll be honest, I think it's taken a bigger effect on my motivation than I'd like to admit
Apologies for making you all wait again. I was really hoping I wouldn't have you waiting long like last time but life gets in the way ig
For now, here's what I have planned (gonna try my best to write whenever I can)
Daylight - Chapter One
Let The Light In - Chapter Seven
After The Storm - Chapter Three
Sam Carpenter - One-Shot
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poisonkkay · 2 months
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I hope that we meet in another life
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our beloveds in canon + some AUs I created for them 🫶 don't know if I'll ever get to talk more about the ones that are not Cyberpunk but still
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circustroubles · 7 months
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woe. jesterface be upon ye. (The circus au nobody asked for, but received anyways.)
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buggee22 · 5 days
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god I love your dbd habit fanart so much!! i really hope you know it's amazing!!
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thank you so much!!! here’s a dump of sketches/concepts that i forgot to post here :)
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airbendertendou · 1 year
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lonely heart ♡ danny johnson
soulmate au where the first time you have skin to skin contact, your body glows & is stamped w their handprint - it looks like a birthmark.
cw ; typical dbd warnings [blood n gore] ; reader offers ghostie a nude pic in exchange for freedom ; might b ooc but idc <3 ; how danny looks is up to you!
if you have a blank blog [no bio, no user, no header or profile pic, nothing reblogged, etc] do not interact with my content. you will be blocked.
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——♡——
The heat of the campfire brushes against your face, warming your skin just enough to forget the biting wind. Nancy is beside you, falling asleep where she sits, nodding her head forward before she snaps out of it. Across the fire, Feng is chatting idly with Dwight and Steve, Leon chiming in when he felt like it. 
The bench-like-log you’re sitting on shifts as Nea takes a seat, letting out a huff as she settles. “It’s been quiet recently,” she says, “too quiet if you ask me.”
“I’m a little wary,” you agree. Your eyes scope the woods surrounding the survivors as if someone is going to pop out any second. They wouldn’t, though — the killers kept away from the light of the fire and never wandered any closer than they were allowed. “I wonder if something’s happened.”
Nea rolls her eyes, “we wouldn’t be so lucky.” 
You grin at her pessimism, shoving her lightly with your left shoulder. Nea snickers as Nancy jumps awake once more, jolting in her sleep before yawning. A faded, gray fog settles over the camp and with it, five more survivors make their way around the campfire. You know what that means — a new trial is bound to start at any second.
Readying yourself, your muscles tense and your heart rate picks up, preparing to sprint when the time comes. A darkened, indigo-tinted fog wraps around you — it’s cold and loud as it grasps you from the campfire. You blink and then you’re in Haddonfield. 
Taking in a deep breath, you shuffle quickly to the nearest generator. Feng smiles as she passes by you stealthily, clicking her flashlight at you a few times. The area is terrifyingly quiet — it must mean your killer this round is a watcher. You puff up your cheeks as you mis-wire something, moving away from the generator that’s popped.
A scream echoes in the distance — it sounds too close, so you take off.
Momentarily, you hide in a dusty bedroom. You peek from the walls, not spotting anyone other than the back of Leon’s bulletproof vest. Another look from the room — another scream hits the air. 
Finding another generator was easy enough, but trying to stay hidden was a little more difficult. Your fingers curl and tug on wires, the smell of oil and burning wires hitting you the more you twiddle with them. Claudette hovers beside you, checking to see if you need any healing. Deeming you healthy, she flops to the other side of the generator.
“It’s Ghostface,” she breathes. Looking over her shoulder warily, she gulps as she looks back to you. “Already got Feng and Dwight. Only one gen’s done ; I’ve been hooked.”
You pause your wiring, confusion building up in you. “I haven’t even seen him yet.”
Claudette pauses too, looking over you with a furrowed eyebrow. “If we don’t make it, then win for us. Yeah?”
The generator pops with completion, lighting up for a second and exposing your location. You take off in the opposite direction Claudette did, hopping through a window and out through the backdoor. A flash of black catches your eye — your killer has finally shown himself.
You decide to buy everyone else some time. Hopefully, with a little distraction, a few more generator’s could be fixed.
Sneaking behind him, you let out a small “psst!” and wait for his attention to fall on you. He whips around, white mask greeting you. Walking towards a closet, you point to it a few times. Ghostface looks from the closet, to you, and back again. You wiggle your hand, insisting, “someone’s in there!”
Curiously, the closet door creaks open and Ghostface sees it’s empty. He turns to face you slowly and you’re already holding back giggles. A chase is pursued — something you struggle to do with all of your laughter. He swings his knife haphazardly, not really aiming at you, but not allowing you to get away with your joke either.
“Heheh—ah!” After a successful swing, a cut slashes across your arm. Blood seeps from it as you fall to the ground, laughter still spilling from your lips as you roll around. Ghostface shakes his head down at you — as if he’s disappointed in your joke — before he saunters off to find his next victim. You frown as your laughter comes to a stop, “well, now what?”
Another generator pops and you think this is it. We’re so close to going home — well, what you call home now. Letting out a sigh, you sit up and wrap your new cut with a bandage. You hear a squeal, then a scream. Seems our Ghostie is agitated now ; ready to get the trial over with. 
Chills flow up your spine, a cold sweat breaking out on your forehead as the feeling of being watched overpowers you. That can’t be good. You stiffen, looking through the corner of your eyes without turning your head. Hopefully, you’ll see him with your peripheral vision if he’s near. Otherwise— you didn’t want to think of the other option.
Sneakily, you tip-toe into a nearby house, hoping to wait out the feeling. But, you know you won’t. One thing about Ghostface is once his eyes are set on you, you’re not escaping. A noise catches your attention in the silence — the sound of a latch unlocking. 
The hatch — you must be the only one left. 
Your breath catches in your throat as you creep along the street, keeping an eye out for the hatch. You see it — it’s right in your sights and your heart rate picks up. Shaky breaths escape your parted lips as you glance around the empty street. Coast is clear — time to make a run for it.
Until a white mask phases in out of nowhere, directly on the other side of the hatch.
“Oh, come on,” you whine. Ghostface tilts his head at you, waving his knife teasingly. Your arm stings with the shine of it, bandage now being colored a deep red. “I’m so close to ending this!” He continues to stare your way silently. “Don’t you think this is a little unfair?”
“That’s the game, doll.” You’ve never heard him speak before now. A static-y, modulated voice isn’t what you expect to hear. He creeps closer, no longer directly across from you. “That’s what makes this fun.”
You purse your lips, fingers knotting together at the edge of your edge. “Okay, how about this? You let me take hatch, and I’ll let you take a shirtless picture of me. My face isn’t allowed to be in it, though!”
Ghostface bounced where he stood, an excited giggle echoing in his mask as he immediately agreed. Puffing up your cheeks, you let out a breath before nodding to yourself in encouragement. A polaroid camera has replaced the blood-soaked knife in his hand — even with the weapon gone from sight, dread flushes through you.
“Okay,” you say to yourself, “this is no big deal.”
Without another thought, your fingers clench the end of your shirt and raise it to cover your face. Your skin prickles with the wind, goosebumps raising at the new sensation. With bated breath, you wait to hear the shutter go off — a click, another giggle, the hatch closing ; anything. All that’s there is silence.
And then a leather glove is wrapped around your wrist.
Jumping at the sudden touch, your shirt falls back into place as you take a step back. Only a sliver of skin is free from the glove — just enough for his skin to brush against yours.
A golden sheen takes over you, settling where your bodies meet. In a panic induced state, you’re pushed to the ground as Ghostface hovers over top of you. Shaky, shallow breaths hit his mask as his camera is settled to the right of your head. Slowly, he peels a glove off and reaches for you.
Where his now bare hand meets, a light follows. Right on your wrist, the shape of his fingers is imprinted forever, as if it were a birthmark you were born with. It was supposed to be a myth — a tale shared between hopeless romantic’s. Soulmates weren’t supposed to actually exist.
Except, yours apparently did. In a realm you couldn’t escape ; killing you and your fellow survivors on a continuous loop. You were stuck there — stuck with a murderer as your soulmate until forevermore. 
Ruffled hair is exposed to the wind as Ghostface unmasks himself, his pupils practically hearts as he stares down at you. His eyes search your face, never settling on one particular spot as he drinks you in entirely. You feel as he lets out a breath ; feel his shoulders sag with some kind of relief as he grabs one of your hands. He leads it to his face and lets out another sigh when his skin glows, the shape of your hand left on the left side of his face.
“Mine,” his voice is soft. You can’t stop looking at him — can’t stop staring at your hand that’s been imprinted onto his cheek. “You’re all mine. Made just for me.”
You can’t tell if the feeling swelling inside of you is dread or excitement. But, you let him pull you closer anyways ; allow him to hug you as he pleases. This could come in handy, after all. Maybe.
——♡—— lets ignore that valentines day is over already teehee <3 i hope my version of ghostie is okay, idk how well i write him </3 airbendertendou © do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform. if you see my content under any other name than my own, let me know. i only have this tumblr and an ao3 account under the same name.
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bloob-art · 2 months
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IT'S THE BABY GIRL. Absolutely love her. She's beautiful, she's cool, OUGH <3 I can't wait for this chapter. Behold my new ALT, Kate being my main. A fellow Acearo headcannon. They are best buddies too cause I said so. The quote up there is from a Bratz YTP I was watching while doing this- Just a few doodles for her uwu trying to break art block. Haven't drawn humans in a hot minute
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ask-dbd-wh-au · 2 months
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Questions for both:
Wally: Do you remember all the neighbors? More specifically do you remember their faces?
Y/N: Do you remember anything specific about the show that could be the cause of this?
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marooncircus · 7 months
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Let the fool, let me, the jester, bring the olden tales to close
Let the fool, let me, the jester, a new saga now compose
Inspired by this lovely art: https://www.tumblr.com/circustroubles/730300422345064448/woe-jesterface-be-upon-ye-the-circus-au-nobody
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ask-the-maniac · 4 months
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@devnny very kindly drew The Goths for me for christmas and i am Very happy about it, lookit them
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lovinbarzal · 3 months
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MY AU COUPLES DOING THE "I WANT SOMETHING THAT I WANT" TREND!
a/n this is honestly one of my favorite trends and i have done it with my own bf and he just watched me with a smile it had me melting when i watched after 🫠
our song | wyatt johnston x barzal! sister! reader
- he's honestly loves anything this girl does and if that's daning like a maniac then so be it!
lover au | leo carlsson x zegras! sister! reader
- he'd be so confused but would try to join in
daylight au | connor bedard x kelce! sister! reader
- he'd be very shocked! he does not have tiktok so he didn't know what the hell was going on
enchanted au | adam fantilli x hughes! sister! reader
- he asked her to make the tiktok with him and he had a total blast doing it together
king of my heart au | jack hughes x zegras! sister! reader
- he pretends like he unbothered/ unimpressed but you can see that he's lowkey impressed and anyone watching the video can see in his eyes how much he loves you
never grow up | mark estapa x hughes! sister! reader
- he'd be so confused but just start dancing to it and having a good time
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the-oblivious-writer · 5 months
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Finally found my rhythm for Daylight again! I won't be posting it until at least next month (dec). As of right now, it's probably not gonna be "extremely" long but it'll be a decent amount to get the series going
Just trying to find a way to balance this along with my other projects that I'm working on for my Christmas special. Over the weekend I was finally able to finish one of my one-shots (woohoo) but my docs is literally full of unfinished drafts that I need to get to 💀
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abbiebsart · 1 year
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New survivor just dro- wait a second
(Not sure if I wanna commit to a whole askblog but welcoming ideas for stuff to draw for this ig)
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fl1ckh34d · 1 year
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WOOO! More roleswap AU stuff. Wesker and Jill being besties and doing their makeup in the bathroom to flirt with Captain Chris 🤭
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buggee22 · 16 days
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DBD x TribeTwelve (concept)
Noahs perk idea: Rouge God’s Insight, allows Firebrand to spawn in the map near/ around where the hatch will spawn 1 minute before it appears. all survivors can see him. however the killer can only see him post hatch spawn. (details subject to change but smth like that)
ik killer prebrand doesn’t really fit lore wise? but i struggled too much tryna figure out observer or smth so it is what it is :p
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fwoosheye · 5 months
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Did some whump fanart of Aithne for @limited-hero, just a little bit of possession of Majora. Was he chained down to trap Majora, or to make it easier for Majora to possess him? Who knows? Not me!
Edited to add image ID in alt.
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