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revisitingfandoms · 2 months
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Idea Prompt 10- A soulmate by any other name would never be the same
(Or in which pure vanilla can never catch a break.)
Every Cookie had atleast three separate soulmate markings.
One Romantic, one Familial and one an enemy. That was the standard, however there were cases like his.
Five Romantic, Five Familial and no enemies. 
That last part was the reason he’d been moved from counselor to counselor out of his mothers worry. After all, his parents just set to distancing themselves from him. 
(Afterall- instead of nameless blurs on his arms they were names in delicate ink carved into his skin. Five Familial names written upon them and not one of them was any cookie in his direct family.)
Pure vanilla sighed and grabs the book he was reading, “Ah- I should go meet up with White Lily Cookie..” The blonde cookie couldn’t stop the burning on his cheeks at the thought of his first Romantic soulmate.
(Elder Faerie, Dark Cacao, Golden Cheese, Hollyberry, White Lily)
(All of them written clearly in varying shades of red, orange or yellow, covering him.)
( White Lily’s name written around his wrist, almost like a chain, in a deep red, a red that had small things of black in it. Many times he’d been told it meant at some point they would be at odd ends before coming back together.)
(Elder Faeries was a soft yellow with strains of bright green and moments of silver. All he would have to do to see the others name was to simply look directly at his right shoulder and he could spot the others name trailing up his upper arm. He’d been told it meant that Elder Faerie would be there- that he would be supporting him and protecting him even when he didn’t know.)
(Dark Cacao was a deep red but lighter than White Lily’s, although bits of it was blue that mixed into purple on it. Many times pure vanilla had traced the others name written onto his inner elbow. More then once the name had gotten a nod of approval, that the other would be silent, but kind, a strong but gentle protector.)
(Golden Cheese was a bright bold yellow with a shining orange texture. Going diagonally right across his forearm. His father had laughed at the counselors words, a cookie who would spoil him in anything and everything and would be willing to give him whatever his heart desired, yet would also wish to be treasured back.)
(The pinkish-red of Hollyberry’s names was bright and bold and out there. The other had the biggest lettered name right along his back arm. He remembered the words, they would be bright, loud and willing, a bright smile and more then ready to fight for him.)
Pure vanilla could barely hide his blush as he rubbed his left arm against his cheek, he paused then as he spied the name in a proud navy blue and deep fiery red, Burning spice. He sighed as he looked over his familial soulmates' names. 
(Burning Spice was seared into the palm of his hand, more than once concerns had been expressed towards the meaning of his Familial soulmate. A burning, fiery passion that gave off the feeling of destruction, buried with deep seated possessiveness.)
(A dark pink and purple Eternal sugar tied around his wrist, seemingly tighter than white lily’s own. Possessive, he’d heard, Possessive and desperate. Willing to do whatever it took to keep him.)
(Pale blue with Mystic Flour written upon his upper arm like a band- just right below his shoulder. Uncaring had been the common words stated about them, until a more experience counselor turned around and told him something different. Exhausted, tired, apathetic, but not completely uncaring, possessive and not willing to lose him.)
(Silent Salt was marked out in deep purple sprawling across the back of his forearm. Quiet had been easy to know right off the bat, perhaps even distant or cold, but the words of hesitant, of bold and of possessive had not been.)
(The last name had always struck him- the same shade of blue of the academy. Shadow milk crawling across his elbow, almost always in his sight in some way due to its length. More then once he’d overheard the whispers of the counselors, unstable, they spoke with concern, intelligent, possessive, dangerous.)
(Dangerous had always been unspoken with the other four, yet they felt compelled to state it aloud. It always made him question his familial soulmates. Just who they were.)
He’s brought from his thoughts as he nearly trips from his poor eyesight, but grabs onto a nearby wall and thankfully manages to stop himself. Pure Vanilla puts his thoughts behind him as he continues onto his way to his soulmate.
Unaware to the eyes in the hallway that follow him.
Shadow milk only smiles silently as he does his best to assist his son (A son, he has a son- something those witches would have never granted him or the others, a son!). He can hear the cooing of Eternal sugar, the light growls of burning spice as pure vanilla struggles in the hallways, silent salt standing vigil at the watcher ball shadow milk had made and mystic flour lightly patting the ball with a small smile.
One day, they would exit this damn tree and then they would finally, finally be able to truly, fully greet their son.
(Heyo! Little notes this au; Shadow milk does not equal the light of truth in this au! Nor is he or the other beasts aware of what happened to their soul Jams. Also note that due to fuckery reasons Pure Vanilla doesn’t end up in hammerspace, but instead with severe amnesia that becomes triggered by the vanilla kingdom- to which he spends the next few weeks fully recovering his memories.)
(Also I would like to expand upon a thing! I am now answering any questions you may have about any of the au’s I’ve so far! Just a little event thing for the next five days!)
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fizzy-dizz · 2 months
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Beasts i dont think i posted??
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frenchonionsoop · 7 months
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some hoshikawa BEAST studies!!
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dalblauw · 11 months
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Tusk, my half-orc Druid 🌼
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deanpinterester · 10 months
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so do we think:
1) the gloreth vs beast battle never happened. it was only ever just baby gloreth and baby nimona in that one fire-filled moment. but the event got twisted and shifted into a grand mythology so the kingdom can justify their way of life
2) the battle did happen, years and years after that initial encounter, when gloreth is an adult. she fights the person used to be her childhood friend. she does not hesitate to run her sword through nimona's heart
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riddlerosehearts · 5 months
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♡ Once Upon A Studio (2023)
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umihoshi · 7 months
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Not to sound like a monsterfucker, But nothing is more disappointing then the biggest baddest cursed motherfucker transforming back into a cookiecutter twink.
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with the release of a certain bird adeptus approaching i cannot stop thinking about Foul Legacy befriending an adeptus
you're one of the younger adepti, a solitary, curious bird hidden away in some distant mountain that rarely ever receives visitors, even from the most determined of humans- most mortals are unaware of your existence entirely, but you don't particularly mind. you've never been one to demand worship and total respect, even if living alone on your little mountain can get very quiet from time to time. Cloud Retainer- or Xianyun as she's going by nowadays- and her two daughters occasionally visit, but that's all the traffic your home ever receives. it's fine- you're content tending to your garden and practicing your magic and making little packets of herbs for Xianyun to distribute amongst your fellow adepti.
you're fine. you're not lonely at all.
the other adepti have told you bits and rumors about the ground splitting open, leaking dark, stellar energy from its roots, but you don't quite believe them until you get to witness it for yourself, wings flapping open in surprise when there's a crack and a rumble and suddenly a beast twice your height emerges from the earth- your plants are utterly ruined, and you let out a cry of despair. the monster shakes its head to dislodge the dust and dirt, before turning its one-eyed gaze towards you- but it doesn't attack or even act threatening in the slightest, merely approaching slowly and sniffing the air around you. it suddenly notices the plants and the distressed look in your eyes, and the beast sits back on its haunches, letting out a low, apologetic whine. you're not a vengeful adeptus, though, and silently allow the creature to stay as you tidy up the garden.
his name, as you learn, is Foul Legacy.
in a way you're both oddities, him with his Abyssal traits and you with your incomplete human disguise, feathers standing out on your cheeks and a tiny pair of wings still on your back- it's one of the main reasons you don't venture into the city, along with your hatred of large crowds. one day of company turns to two, then to three, then a week and a month until Foul Legacy is essentially living with you, following you around and helping you with your daily chores. needless to say Xianyun is... not happy when she finds out, but she begrudgingly allows it, saying something along the lines of "one's third child needs to make more friends anyways". and when the eventual time comes that Foul Legacy does depart, he leaves you with a lick on your cheek and a purr, his way of promising to see you again.
so it's by no coincidence when you finally perfect your shapeshifting skills and step foot into the Harbor for the first time, that you meet a man with ginger hair and a playful grin that you've never seen before, but looks so familiar all the same
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tolbre · 25 days
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As someone who has recently rewatched shrek I gotta say: Shrek is what Beauty and the Beast wishes it was.
They both have the same moral: Beauty comes from within.
But they handle it a lot differently.
Shrek is portrayed as "ugly" the whole time. So is Fionas Ogre form as well. But they fall in love anyways, because guess what: Beauty is found within.
And in part two they even have the option to be conventionally attractive, yet Fiona refuses because she fell in love with the ogre shrek, not with a handsome human.
And they embrace that and love eachother anyways.
In Beauty and the beast it's largely similar but in the end it's all down the fucking toilet because guess what: the beast is actually a very conventionally attractive prince.
Like "don't worry, you don't have to be together with that "hideous beast" because he is a hot man now".
In this movie the Beauty thats found within is all superficial optical beauty that everyone in this movie actually has.
Thus I conclude Shrek is a masterpiece, Beauty and the Beast is a fun movie but message wise, superficial garbage.
Also: (Talking about the remake here) Imagine the powermove of ending the movie by having Emma Watson, one of the most attractive women in acting, turn into a beast as well to show that, yes she is beautiful but her real beauty comes from within as well.
Thanks for reading my rant :3
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spaciebabie · 3 months
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oh so you wanna fuck that monster huh. make sexy art of them without giving them muscles and/or making them look human
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the gang goes fishing. dog goes for a swim
previous part
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karmathenightowl · 23 days
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"You fall down to all fours and you heave and arch your back, which doubles in length. Your legs grow and thicken and all end in big, powerful hooves. Your neck stretches, your face stretches as though it were rubber. And you recover and stand up, proudly, on all four hooves. You have turned into a werehorse."
-The Adventure Zone Versus Dracula, Episode 6
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geminid · 4 months
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a path of radiance battle scene for my secret sothis recipient! i left this one a little messier than usual and it was quite the challenge to work with characters on both foot and horseback (this is an issue i have with leo and takumi battle scenes too). Ike's placement is not my fave but overall this was a fun piece to work on. I love tellius too so I hope this shows it!
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toasteaa · 3 months
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Constant thought in my brain recently: being chosen by the Hydro Sovereign as a sacrifice (or really, the base on which he'll judge humanity for this era) after you willingly took the blame and punishment of another person. You're told not to look at the Sovereign or lift your veil before reaching his domain, being guided only by clawed hands as cold and dangerous as the ocean depths and a voice as powerful as crashing waves.
The shock that goes through you when you see the Sovereign's lands in their entirety; bright, blooming with life...a far shot away from the dismal, rocky shores you've long heard were uninhabitable.
The Sovereign giving you free reign of his residence - except for his own chambers - and leaving you to your own devices whilst he returns to the waves lapping against the gleaming shores. To hunt? To govern? You don't know - the Sovereign has yet to utter more words than necessary and you're still too frightened to delve into the questions he's refused to answer.
Your only solace is the Sovereign's sole retainer - Neuvillette was his name, though he seemed to have trouble recalling it at first. He's the closest thing to human here, though you have your reservations. He answers some of your questions and elegantly redirects the ones he doesn't wish to answer; you can't really find it in yourself to complain. Especially when you know that this hospitality might be the last kindness you get before the Sovereign returns to claim his sacrifice.
Though, perhaps, the Sovereign will prove merciful and allow you to remain here with Neuvillette. At least for a little bit longer.
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limesquares · 11 months
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more dragon design concepts
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