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hezuart · 9 months
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LN Channel Change AU Sequel: “Seven” {1} {2} {3} {here/final}
And they lived happily ever after. Or did they? We've established our main characters Mono (TV/space-time) and Six (Soul Sucking) have strange supernatural powers. I wanted Seven to have one too. (Hydrokinesis aka water bending)
Notes for how I came up with Seven's powers and the deeper meaning behind his interaction with Mono:
1. Each child has nightmare prophecies (something to do with Mono's time loop?)  at the beginning of their stories. Six's is the Lady, Mono's is the door that leads to the Thin Man, and Seven's is being pulled underwater. Six and Mono's nightmare visions are fulfilled at the end of their stories; revealing that the thing they dreamed about, they essentially become or usurp.  Seven's differs. His dream resolves in act 1 and he kills the Granny, the creature assumed to be the one pulling him underwater in his nightmare. But what if Seven's dream prophecy was still valid... even post-Granny? Being dragged underwater... for a different fate?
2. Seven is the only main cast character shown with the ability to swim. 3. "Seven Seas" anyone? Water is a symbol of purification & life, hence, Seven gains his new powers after he survived and Mono broke the timeline loop to start fresh. "Washing it away" so to say. 4. Water is a liquid; passive in nature, but powerful in circumstance. Seven is kind and sneaky but kills the Granny when continuously attacked and threatened by her. He does the same to the Octopus monster.
5. Water molecules have adhesion and cohesion, meaning water likes to stick to itself, and stick to other things. Seven has an attachment to Nomes. He is always drawn to other people and other creatures, wanting to help them. His belief is that survival chances are higher amidst a group. Water is also known for containing life, no matter how strange or deep, such as ocean fish that often travel in schools/packs often to confuse or fight off predators, thus, another reference to Seven's new life, and his teamwork with Nomes and Mono.
6. Seven is often in fandom depicted by a circle. A water droplet. 7. Seven collects flotsam; typically boat debris, but in this case, bottled messages that come from the sea. Yet another connection to water.
All this indicates heavy implication and well-fitting power to bestow hydrokinesis onto Seven. I was inspired by the INSIDE game's drowning chapter and Stanley and Stanford's secret boat hide-out on the beach from Gravity Falls. Which is why I have selected Mono, Seven, and all their future friends to a lovely and sunny (future) beach house, far away from everything they've suffered. And living near the largest body of water on the planet with a kid with hydrokinesis? ...Certainly has its perks!
But Seven gaining powers is important to not only their survival but also him. He was still nervous about Mono. He knew Mono was very powerful and mysterious. In more ways than one. Mono is stronger than him and can also use telekinesis on objects on the beach. He's a better food hunter and seems more like a leader. Seven also likes to lead, but he felt outshined by Mono. (I don't portray that well in my comic) Seven is weaker and defenseless. His only shining quality in comparison is his ability to swim, but even that can only get him so far. He risks his life for his Nome friends and loses his life doing so. Or so he thought. By a miracle, his powers over water awaken. He drains the monster of its water, beaching it. He walks to Mono in a new light. It's a new him. He holds up his hands as if to say "See? I'm like you now." He's leveled the playing field. (It also helps that he now has jurisdiction over power Mono cannot interact with) Now they are truly equal. Two kings; one of land, one of sea, both ruling the island in equal standing. Seven will never again feel like a burden left behind. (Seven's powers activating also has something to do with the fact he bit the Octopus creature to save the Nome. Mono and Six both consume their powerful prophesized enemies to gain some of their power, if they didn't already have some before. Seven biting into the Octopus's flesh and unknowingly consuming some of it may have jumpstarted his power deep within him, on top of him encountering Mono; supernatural kid extraordinaire that brought him through a tower wormhole to escape the city)
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A threequel is planned, and maybe the last addition to this series, but the next one is not fully fleshed out yet so it may be another year until I can really touch upon it yet. Otherwise, hope you guys enjoyed!
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purplemninja · 1 year
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Little Nightmares: Rewind page 1
Continuation/fix-it of @hezuart‘s Little Nightmares ‘Channel Change’ AU
[You are here]
[2]
[3] (warning: eye gore)
[Very Little epilogue]
[Animatic]
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Mono has managed to stray from the path and is now out of reach, but the Signal Tower is not yet beaten while there is still a pawn on the board. And it seeks to use it to get him back, but can it use it’s second pawn the way it intended without the first pawn?
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I’ve seen Hezuart’s ‘Channel change’ AU. It’s nice that the boys got a happy ending but I absolutely hate the sucky ending that Six got in it, yes hate it with a passion (and Hezuart’s explanation did nothing to help that and only made me hate it even more), so I’m going to fix that. Not only fix Six’s ending, but also change the fate of someone who didn’t appear in ‘Channel change’ at all (you’ll see who in the next page)
I’ve asked Hezuart if I could make a continuation/fix-it of her AU (and I did say that it’d be a fix-it but won’t involve the boys since they’ve already got a happy ending and I’ll leave that be) and she said yes [Proof of permission].
So Mono managed to escape from the loop and the Signal Tower obviously isn’t a happy bunny about this because it’s significantly weaker without Mono, but there’s a chance for it to restart Mono’s loop all over again, as the loop has had two pawns in it: Mono and Six.
It looks like Mono is currently out of its reach, but it could use its other pawn, Six, to get Mono back and restart the loop by sending an oblivious Six back in time to befriend a slightly earlier version of Mono so that it may start the routine all over again.
Using what little power it has left, it opens a rift to send Six back in time and Six, not knowing where the rift came from or leads to, just sees an escape from the Hunter and takes it.
Unfortunately for the tower, it doesn’t have full control over time without Mono as it sends Six back in time, and without Mono to give it full control, Six ends up being sent further back in time than the tower intended. Where did she wind up? What will happen to her?
Find out on the next page!
PS, because this is a continuation of someone else’s comic, I’m trying to imitate their art style a bit (hence why some things like the flesh walls and sunset look different to how I’d normally draw them)
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valiantstarlights · 1 year
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Hob is a chef who owns a food truck selling authentic Indian food, and Dream is someone who doesn't really eat well. (He had a bad breakup a year ago and it caused him to eat less. He's trying to eat better with his siblings' help.)
Dream agrees to go with Death to one of those food truck fairs for her birthday. There's not a lot of people yet so some of the staff offer them free samples to entice them into eating more from their food truck.
Death is having the time of her life, and she thanks Dream for going with her even if this isn't his thing at all.
Dream says that he enjoys the atmosphere (a.k.a. no huge crowds yet) and appreciates the aesthetic of the food they have already eaten: the understated elegance of the mango bingsoo, the dancing bonito flakes on top of the takoyaki, and the satisfying cheese pulls from the megruli khachapuri.
Death, encouraged by his interest, asks him to pick another food that he likes the aesthetic of so they could try it next. Like before, it's understood that they'll share a serving so Dream doesn't have to worry if he can't eat a lot.
Dream agrees. He picks an appetizing-looking plate of butter chicken from a foodtruck selling Indian food near the edge of the fair grounds, where not a lot of people have ventured yet.
They are greeted enthusiastically by a very handsome man and Death does all the talking because Dream is distracted by his forearms and smile and manbun. (He's salivating, so he must be hungry. Right?)
The handsome man turns out to be both the chef and the owner, and he chats with Death while he prepares the food. His name is Hob. He quit his job at a fancy hotel because he wants to feel more connected with his customers and share the food that he loves cooking for his family. (Dream is falling for him the more he talks. He doesn't realize that he has yet to speak and has only been staring.) (Hob is highly intimidated by him but also thinks he's cute.)
The food is served. Death takes her first bite and says something like 'holy shit dude wow this is great' and Hob is just about to thank her when Dream takes his first bite and lets out the most sinful moan Hob has ever heard this side of his laptop screen.
He is (understandably) frozen in place, staring at this beautiful man devour his food while sounding like a porn star. He may or may not be violating food safety standards by getting hard in his jeans in the truck's kitchen area.
Death is astonished because Dream has never shown this much enthusiasm while eating before. Even when they were kids. She is now looking at Hob speculatively. Should she google 'how to politely ask a stranger to (please) marry your brother'?
Dream...honestly doesn't even notice anything other than how delicious the food tastes. When the plate is clean, and Death has only gotten to take that single bite at the start, he reddens and apologizes, but Death waves it off, and Hob says something like, "I have some dessert too, if you want."
Dream unconsciously licks his lips and says, "Please," in a voice that could either mean 'Yes, please, I want some dessert,' or 'Fuck me raw right now.'
Death, immediately picking up on the sexual tension, says, "We'd like some kulfi, but I'll take mine to go."
And Dream is like, "Sister, what--?"
"I just remembered Desire and I have an appointment to get our nails done so I have to go--oh, thanks, Mr. Gadling--bye Dream, love you, be safe!" And then she's gone.
Dream is left with Hob who is still holding the other kulfi in his hand, looking slightly stunned at Death's very abrupt exit. The kulfi is starting to melt. Dream, unthinkingly, leans forward and sucks the tip.
They both freeze and their eyes meet, Dream's pink mouth still on the kulfi. Hob gulps at the visual. Dream, still maintaining eye contact, licks it from base to tip, then starts sucking in earnest, eyes steadily darkening when he sees Hob's breathing becoming unsteady.
Hob hears some footsteps coming their way, potential customers from the sound of it. Hob hands Dream his kulfi and apologizes to the customers, saying that something came up and he has to close. Like, right now. Sorry for the inconvenience but this is really important.
He closes up in record time while Dream taunts him by enjoying his dessert. He's already sitting on the passenger seat of the truck when Hob climbs into the driver's seat.
Desire's text the next day reads: 'DREAM YOU SLUT IM SO PROUD OF YOU'
Destruction for some reason knows Hob's number and has texted: 'Break my brother's heart and I'll break your spine.'
Dream slowly but surely begins to eat better. How can he not, with all the support he has, and Hob there to love him even on his bad days?
Hob gets everyone's approval, even Destruction's, eventually. He's the best cook and most considerate brother-in-law ever.
When Dream passes by his ex while walking down the street one day, he realizes that he's alright now, and is definitely better off without them. He's actually thankful, because if not for them, then he might not have even met Hob. He doesn't greet them because he still hasn't forgiven them, but he also doesn't feel like bursting into tears anymore.
At the end of the day, when he gets back home, Hob is there to welcome him with a sweet kiss, a warm meal, and a lifetime full of love.
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hamburgrr · 1 month
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Fuck it. If no one’s gonna draw him fat then I’m gonna have to
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blur0se · 4 months
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My sisters been watching this girl on youtube review beauty advent calenders and i keep imagining marinette with a youtube channel reviewing a shitty $800 advent calender gabriel brand puts out and tearing it too shreds
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mrghostrat · 2 months
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Different anon from the watercolor style ask: I see BNF Azi being one of thems that hunts down pigments and makes his watercolors from scratch, another reason it takes so long. You can make really good paints from natural pigments and sources but the mixing is key and needs to be methodical. Def fits, IMHO. Natural pigments can be vibrant, but look very different from synthetic colors. I can see him leaning in that direction.
THANK YOU. look me in the eye and tell me this isn’t aziraphale
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liorlen · 6 months
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I kinda like the whole sorcerer!gale idea. I don’t have it as a headcanon bc, personally, I just think he was a super fucking nerd as a kid and decided reading magic textbooks was fun so he ended up casting spells quite early and not by accident like a magical bloodline sorc would (I think??).
But I like thinking of a sorc!gale au. It’s really funny and even a bit sad. I genuinely don’t know how someone with a sorcerer bloodline who trains as a wizard would work. I’d think his bloodline would either be very weak or he simply doesn’t have the charisma to control the sorc magic (sorry gale. your charisma is NOT high enough to multiclass into sorc).
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I was seeing a ballet yesterday, and naturally I gained inspiration to make an AU for BC out of it, so here have Blind Channel as Giselle:
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(tw: suicide(as in the original))
part I:
our main character of the story is Olli: a peasant boy living his life in a beautiful little village enclosed by forests and fields, son to a family owning the local tavern 🍻
due to his families good status, there's not many worries to his daily life
only: his heart
there's Aleksi, huntsman of the area, a young man who has grown up alongside Olli, their families close due to their professions, and for years the two boys have played together in the close creek, or the flower fields, or spend long evenings observing the drunk patrons, and Aleksi has always liked teaching Olli about the wildlife, the traces the animals left in the dirt, and adored how eagerly Olli has listened to his words, and how adorable he looked with his big eyes when Aleksi has found a particularly beautfiful flower 🌸
it was no surprise (to him or anyone else except Olli) that Aleksi fell in love, and for him it was etched in stone that Olli would marry him as soon as Aleksi asked him to
but then why did Olli block off all of his romantic advances?
it didn't deter Aleksi from his mission however; every day he would make sure to see him, and bring him and his family gifts, little presents that would make Olli's life brighter and keep him in his mind
part II:
Joonas has always liked the forest more than his home, a big castle with every richness that he could think of. but the thick tress around him gave him the one thing his status as a nobleman couldn't provide: freedom ⚜
the little village at the edge has always peeked his interest, and not even his squire could keep him from his newly formed plan
it was one day where he just had to wander off somewhere where noone knew him and his duties, and so he just dumped his mantle and sword into his squire's arms and ordered him to hide his possession in an abandoned shed
and oh how much lighter his steps were from then on, and how much fresher the air smelled, and...
how beautiful this boy looked!
it was by no means an easy feat to get the boy to even look at him without golden locks shielding his eyes, and rednes to cover his cheeks; his shyness the cutest thing Joonas has ever seen
but how much better it was even to be able to hold Olli's hands, to hold him by his waist, to spin him around, see him laughing!
his heart was gone, it was no longer his, all of it belonged to Olli, and Joonas was sure he would never meet someone as loving as him (there was an admonishing voice in the back of his head reminding him of a fiancé, but Joonas was good at keeping it quiet) 🌞
part III:
Aleksi, after time growing suspsicious that Olli was drawing back more and more, and wondered where his best friend and lover was venturing off to couldn't hold back a cry of pain when he saw him and a man of unknown to him arm and arm with each other
it couldn't be! Olli has been his forever, and should have been his forever! ⚡
he had to know who that man was, and so one evening Aleksi quietly followed the mystery man all the way to a shed, and witnessed as he put on a royal red cape, a sword, and took a trail that led him to a horse bound to a tree
this man couldn't be from here, couldn't be from their village or from any around them, there was only one conclusion, and Aleksi couldn't believe it
that nobleman could have everyone, had probably many people laying to his feet, but he had to come here, and take Olli away from him?!
meanwhile the harvesting festivities were in full swing and there was even word the Duke would come honour the village! 🍁🍂🧅
and it was Aleksi's perfect chance
after having to watch Olli and that lying man prance around the marketplace his time has come: just when the party of noblemen and the Duke was to arrive and Joonas took his leave, Aleksi took him by his collar and pinned him down to declare to the whole village what evil was among them, and opened Olli's eyes to the hoax he has fallen victim to
he produced the nobleman's sword as a proven fact, and it fell to the ground as loudly shattering to his ears as Olli's cries were
the madness has gotten him! Aleksi tried to support his friend's body, calling for him to be relieved, to spare his tears; it was alright now, Aleksi was by his side, danger was gone, he would never have to see that man again, but Olli only pushed him aside, trying to cling to Joonas who by now showed only defeat 💔🖤
it was a dance of lunacy, and Aleksi gasped when Olli took hold of Joonas' sword and-
it was too late. two pair of hands stretched to prevent him from doing this horrific act, but the sword was already pushed into his abdomen by his own doing
Olli was laying on the ground in a pool of blood that was quickly washed away by weeping men, both Aleksi and Joonas alike
part IV:
because of his suicide Olli wasn't granted a place in the local cemetery but had to be buried somewhere in the forest, at a place many sould have found their last place for many different but sad reasons
Aleksi was there this first night when on his way back home he made a detour to visit Olli's grave ✝
he could sit there for hours, staring, crying, screaming, regretting, so much regretting
dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong
it was time, and Aleksi has lost it
this hour was for the vila, and this place was theirs to hunt: the many women who got abandoned on their wedding days and gotten their hearts broken and betrayed by men to the point of their deaths and were now on a path of vengeance 💢⚔
and they have gotten Aleksi circled, a lonesome grieving target, and he was theirs to use a puppet, to make him dance dance dance till the sun got up and his feet bled and his lungs gave up and his body broke and he joined the land of the dead
the same fate could fall upon Joonas, who just as Aleksi found his way to Olli's grave, and this night too he was there at the feet of the stone cross
and he could swear he was hearing Olli's whispering, and a swish of white fabric at the corner of his eye made him turn around and there he was: a beautiful etheral appearance
but it wasn't the only one. more and more white creatured with long hair and veiles appeared and within seconds it seemed he was in the center of them
one of them, glowing and with a crown sparkling in the moonlight, came gliding towards him-
but Olli was suddenly between them, begging to leave him be, but Joonas was already enchanted, his feet no longer dancing to his own will
and Olli was desperate, knew that every second was more like 30 minutes for Joonas, and he was aware he couldn't survive as long as their queen was continuining her plan of torture and her subjects of vila helped her bring death upon all men
Olli didn't want to be part of this; yes he had been betrayed, but he was one thing his queen never experienced: forgiving
he couldn't hate Joonas, he could never
it didn't matter who Joonas actually was, he had won his heart fair and square with his charm, and his wit and his jokes, and his warmth, and Olli didn't want him to suffer like he did; he had to protect him
he kept pleading as he protected Joonas to his best ability, they only had to make it to sunrise and they would be safe🌤
Olli could move on, and perhaps Joonas could move on, and his queen wouldn't have any power over both them anymore
it wasn't long any more, they had to make it!
dong dong dong dong dong dong
not long anymore!
END
There's three different endings to this story originally and you can decide for yourself if Joonas survives or not. Aleksi is supposed to die though, and for this story I think it would be nice if Olli is freed and he and Aleksi meet in some kind of after-life and continue to h(a)unt the forest together, playing like when they were children, Olli having forgiven him and understanding that Aleksi only wanted the best for him, and Aleksi understanding that no matter what he did he couldn't just decide to take Olli's heart. Happy end, all was well :)
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cephalog0d · 6 months
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Batfic - "Finders Keepers"
(For @dangerousdan-dan! I hope you enjoy! <3)
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
Category: Gen
Characters/Relationships: Stephanie Brown & Selina Kyle, mentioned Bruce Wayne, mentioned Tim Drake, mentioned Arthur Brown
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Stephanie Brown is Spoiler, (specifically 90's Spoiler), Selina Kyle is Catwoman, (specifically 90's Catwoman which is actually relevant), very lightly implied TimSteph (in an "early mutual crushes" sort of way), Stephanie Brown-centric, POV Stephanie Brown
Summary:
Stephanie Brown just wanted to stop her dumb dad from successfully carrying off his dumb heist. If Batman won't so much as listen to her, she's willing to consider other offers. Or: If Batman doesn't want this perfectly good sidekick, Catwoman will take her instead.
Steph watched the chunk of concrete sail out into the darkness and hit the harbor with a tiny, silver splash. It was not nearly as cathartic as actually hitting something solid would be, but she absolutely did not need to add “getting arrested in costume” to her Humiliation Bingo card tonight, so it beat breaking windows or going home and punching a hole in her wall.
She ought to be making a new plan. Just because her first one hadn’t quite worked out the way she wanted didn’t mean she could just give up. Besides, it had halfway worked, at least. She’d gotten Batman’s attention with all the clues and things. She just hadn’t managed to convince him she had anything to say worth listening to.
And she’d lost whatever secret identity she might have had.
So one step forward two steps back, really.
What else was there to do, though? That had been her best idea, and all it had gotten her was a dismissive and condescending lecture (plus some serious suspicion that she was part of her dad’s crew) that made her deeply glad her mask covered her whole face so no one could see how humiliated she was. Maybe Batman would figure things out in time to actually stop her asshole father’s asshole plan, but she wasn’t willing to just assume that was true and do nothing.
Of course, the only other plan she had was stopping her father’s plan herself, and if she thought that was a good idea she wouldn’t have bothered with stupid Batman and his stupid sidekick in the first place.
Steph hurled another concrete chunk out over the water and let out an inarticulate shout of frustration before collapsing back on her ass with her knees pulled up and her arms wrapped around her head. All she had wanted was to stop her dad from being a fucking criminal and getting people killed. Why did that have to be so hard?
“What did the harbor ever do to you?” asked an amused voice behind her. Steph startled wildly and flailed her way upright, raising her arms in some approximation of a defensive position before she realized that someone who had managed to sneak up on her could have already attacked her if that was their intention.
It still took a couple of seconds for her brain to fully process what she was seeing. Not so much because she didn’t know who she was looking at (the purple bodysuit, thigh high boots and large cat ears were pretty distinctive, even in Gotham), but because there was no universe in which she had anticipated Catwoman showing up to say hi while Steph had a mini-meltdown over what a shitshow her evening had been.
“That was a joke,” Catwoman said when Steph just gaped at her for several long seconds (once again grateful for the full face cover of her mask; who knew what her expression was doing).
Catwoman straightened from where she had been lounging against the wall and prowled closer. (Steph was maybe a little bit deeply jealous of how she could move like that, all pure grace and confidence. No amount of gymnastics lessons or clandestine costume practice ever seemed to get Steph to anything better than “mostly not tripping over her own feet”.)
“It’s the boots,” Catwoman said with a grin and a wink, which is how Steph learned she had said some part of that out loud. A full face mask was truly the best decision she had ever made, good grief. “Well, that and some practice.”
“I know! Uh. That that was a joke, I mean. I know. I just. What are you doing out here?” Steph finally pulled her brain together enough to form sentences on purpose, although she also immediately regretted it. How many costumed badasses could she thoroughly embarrass herself in front of in one evening?
(Cont. on AO3)
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animationismycomfort · 8 months
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hey guys I have a serious question here
and everyone knows to answer a serious question is through POLLS
so
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breezycheezyart · 7 months
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what are the other fandoms you like? It's mostly just shallura on here (not that I'm complaining😉)
BTS lmao 💜. Been a fan since 2018 (first heard of them in 2015 (DOPE MV) but I had no idea how to find stuff about them). Eventually met a friend who clued me in when I asked for names lol. Also Tomorrow X Together (TXT) since their debut. I'm a pretty casual kpop listener but I don't actively stan (buy/stream) from and for many artists.
I actually haven't watched shows in a while, so I guess it's webcomics/webtoons I follow? Recently, the latest free chapter of "Of Swamp and Sea" on webtoon has got me GIDDY! (black female lead as a love interest btw. the build up is soooo worth it to me).
I like Nintendo stuff, like Legend of Zelda and Mario Bros. (Luigi is my baby, I wuv him 💚). And Pokemon.
WAIT, just remembered I watched "My Adventures With Superman" and I LOOOOOOVE it. Anything with my Good Boy Clark Kent is good to me!!
AND SPY X FAMILY. I MISS THEM. CAN'T WAIT FOR THE NEXT SEASON!!
Anyways, a rule of thumb I have is, if I am compelled to draw something for it, it means I really like it. I don't really post other stuff often because some of it is just for my personal enjoyment lol. I do want to branch out, of course but I'm fine where I'm at rn!
Also, not to plug, but you can see what I'm into via my twitter account because I retweet cool art stuff from time to time
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hezuart · 9 months
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LN Channel Change AU Sequel: "Seven" {here} {2} {3} {4}
Mono and Seven take a short reprieve from hell. But their survival skills are still required if they want to enjoy their vacation. 
Note: Mono's memory is still fuzzy. He only knows he's been betrayed by someone in a yellow raincoat he thought as his friend before. Seven often reminded him of said friend, but he feels more at ease now on this island. Mono knows he has some strange powers and can travel through TVs, but that's the extent of it. So he's testing out those powers of telekinesis to try and open canned goods (water chestnuts) with his powers instead of a rock. It is a bit draining though at first, but he's practicing it more and more as their day goes on.
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purplemninja · 1 year
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Little Nightmares: Rewind page 3
Continuation/fix-it of @hezuart‘s Little Nightmares ‘Channel Change’ AU
[1]
[2]
[You are here]
[Very Little epilogue]
[Animatic]
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By succeeding in saving the one she couldn’t save before, Six has managed to stray from the path too, as she has managed to undo something that led her down it in the first place.
And with both of it’s pawns now on their own separate paths, out of its reach, the Signal Tower is finally beaten.
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And here it is: the final page of ‘Rewind’. With both of its pawns now out of its reach in their own separate timelines, and having expended the rest of its power to send Six back in time to try to restart the loop, the Signal Tower finally falls. Freeing the world of its tyranny once and for all, and the girls are free and alive.
Being given the happy ending they both deserve (Six deserves a happy ending too, goddamn it!(And so does RCG, obviously)), and deciding to adopt the fandom’s trope of them being like sisters, they declare that they are now indeed sisters, no matter what DNA says. (AKA, I love how the fandom declares Six and RCG to be sisters (heck, in some AUs like ‘seat mate’ they are sisters), and I love this trope, so it’s in here too :)) #JusticeForTheGirls
(Remember the route I took for time travel for this AU. Changing the past creates a new timeline, instead of erasing the present/future of the current one. In Mono and RK’s timeline, Six simply disappeared, to the past and ended up in a new timeline, where she is given a chance to retry something that affected her deeply, and succeeds. So the boys still have their happy ending, but if Mono was hoping that Six was dead or something, then he’s out of luck on that front, for now she lives in another timeline where she never met him (she saw him in the tree from comic episode 1 before traveling to another timeline, but they never met), thus both he and the Thin Man are unable to hurt her. And since neither Mono or Six end up trapped in the tower in both timelines, and it used up the rest of its power to try to restart the loop, the Signal Tower’s hope is completely lost and it crumbles into a pile of dying flesh and rubble)
Remembering what originally happened, Six was able to get RCG away from the Pretender before she was able to regain consciousness and led RCG down to the raft with the Pretender in pursuit. They reach the raft and get far enough away from the Nest so that the Pretender can no longer get them, leaving her to shout at them in frustration.
Relieved that she succeeded in saving RCG this time, Six is overwhelmed by the emotions and throws herself into RCG’s arms, her heart healing that she successfully saved RCG as RCG comforts her.
After a while, the raft hits land, welcoming the girls to their well-deserved freedom.
Meanwhile, having used the rest of its power to send Six back in time to try to restart the loop (and failing), and now that both Mono and Six were out of its reach, the Signal Tower finally falls apart, ending the transmission.
Not all is the way it should be yet, as the damage that the tower did to the world is still there, and its up to the now-free inhabitants to patch up the world’s wounds caused by the tower, like the fissures in the ground and damage to the Pale City and deformities caused by the transmission. Some of the deformities are lethal, while others aren’t.
The girls find another beach to stand on and watch the sunset, as they then begin to ponder on what they should do with their freedom. And they’ve decided that they were sisters, and not even their blood can say otherwise. They are sisters, screw what their DNA says.
I hope you guys enjoyed this comic and that I healed the hearts of those who were broken from what happened to Six in ‘Channel change’. :)
Here’s some soundtrack for the ending scene:
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I hope I've healed the hearts of those who were broken by the unfair ending Six got in 'Channel change'.
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radioactivepeasant · 1 year
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Fic Prompts: Free Day Friday
It's Black Friday and I refuse to leave the house. Here, take my incredibly and unrepentantly self-indulgent Eldritch Damas au.
Premise: Damas death scene but close to a light eco vent and Jak tries to heal him.
Well Tumblr won't let me fix the formatting it donked up, guys, so there's a copy of this post that's actually readable on dark theme up now.
Damas has never been exposed to that much at once, unfiltered. Jak can't control how much he's channeling from the vent, he's too distraught. And he ends up changing Damas in the way the Dark Warrior Program changed him.
Damas can't control the light eco transformation. He looks like some kind of ascended being, trapped in a more powerful form and unable to utilize his new powers in a way that would deplete the eco and let him de-transform. 
Do people consider him dead? A changeling? A Precursor-king? Jak would feel so guilty, having put this on Damas's shoulders without him having a say in it.
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He's guilt stricken, he's horrified, he's so sorry, Damas please- 
He doesn't know he's Damas's son, Damas doesn't know he was always Jak's father and not just recently his father. 
Jak thinks of the Arena, thinks he knows what Damas's wrath looks like (he doesn't, he's seen only the strongest commingling of worry and frustration) 
His war amulet feels meaningless. He has betrayed his leader, after all. The one ruler he chose to serve willingly. The only adult in his life to see his darkness and embrace it as simply part of him. And look what Jak's done to him. He thinks he deserves what is surely coming, but he's still just a boy and he can't help pleading for forgiveness. 
And Damas sees a child, stripped of his tough protective shell, terrified beyond words -- is he so horrible to look upon? -- pleading incoherently for either forgiveness or mercy, he can't tell which. Tears stream down his face, making him look disturbingly young.
"I didn't mean to- I didn't mean to, Damas, please-! Please forgive me! I-I-I lost control of it, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" 
Jak doesn't beg. Jak never pleads. 
This is profoundly wrong and he knows this in his heart although he cannot quite fathom the depths of the wrongness he feels. He only recognizes that he does not want this boy to kneel before him. He has never been so formal before, it feels unnatural for him to be so now. 
(Veger arrives late, does not recognize the cosmic horror as the king he willingly betrayed. He sees the dark eco freak humbled, on his knees before what he believes is a Precursor. He thinks that at last the thorn in his side will be struck down) 
This is it! At last! Veger thinks 
And then this thing that was their king bends 
Jak grieves, believing Damas no longer knows him; he wonders if this is worse than Damas being angry. Everything they've been through, every memory, just gone? As beyond reach as Jak’s own childhood? And he did this to him.
- this is it. I won't fight him, Jak thinks -
And the great tendrils of its -- his -- wings wrap around Jak. On that too calm face, artificially peaceful, something quizzical appears in the tilt of a mouth swirling with stars. Wings draw close around them, dragging Jak up to collide with a broad chest thrumming with energy both alien and familiar. Light eco begins to seep into Jak, whispering beneath his thoughts "ours, ours, ours"
He traces a glowing hand along Jak's cheek, cocks his head and twists Jak's face back and forth with an innocently curious expression as though he's never seen him before. 
Something sparks in Damas's eyes, some thought or impulse, and he seizes Jak by the upper arms. The words that pour from his mouth are ancient, a dialect lost long ago to all but the monks and those who once called Sandover their home.
"Mine…? You are! You are mine.” 
It is a declaration, a discovery. A revelation. A promise. 
With a flick of his wrists, he sends Jak tumbling into the light eco vent. Light flares and Jak transforms with a choked cry. Daxter panics, but he can't get past Damas's wings to get to his best friend. He watches Jak stand on shaky legs, wings curled tightly around himself as though he is trying to hide. Hide from his shame, hide from his friend, hide from his king. Light eco usually calms him, soothes his nerves, but not this time. It is frenzied, yet it is rejoicing, singing through his veins like a homecoming and Jak is left disoriented. Dazed. 
Ours, ours, ours-! 
Unnaturally strong hands lift him up under the arms, leave his feet dangling like a child's. Jak doesn't remember ever being held like this, outside of the secondhand memories of holding his own childhood self. When he finally works up his courage and looks into the Precursor King's eyes, looking through the filter of light eco himself, there is no anger. Neither is there a lack of recognition. Damas still knows him, that's becoming obvious. Jak looks into his eyes and sees pain and acceptance and a naked, boundless joy. 
And Jak is so stunned that he forgets in that moment that he was trying to hide. He almost forgets why he feels squirming guilt -- albeit muted -- under his skin. He knew that Damas liked him. That Damas was comfortable expressing pride in him, even in front of the whole Arena. This is something else. Something Jak has never been bold enough to hope for outside of his own lonely imaginings: that Damas might see him with a kind of fatherly affection. That the closest thing he had to a real father figure might see him as a son as well. 
"Child,"
Damas echoes, proud and warm and earthshaking,
"My child." 
And what Veger sees, what he thinks he sees, is the child he ripped away from Damas, the tainted heir, receiving the blessing that should have been his: to ascend to Precursorhood. Welcomed into this evolved form as though the dark eco meant nothing. 
He can't fathom it. 
His worldview is cracking at the edges. 
Oblivious to his crisis, Damas -- now closer in nature to his ancestors than he knows -- is content. This is his child. His. The eco in their blood harmonizes, dark with light, in one melody. He knows this weary warrior. He knows the blood that flows in his veins. His subject, his best warrior, his impudent rascal, his Jak: his son. 
Vaguely he knows there's something they were supposed to do, something quite important. But it doesn't seem as important as stopping time just so that he can hold his child in his arms again. 
Jak would like to get down, he really would. His wings flail in an ultimately futile bid for freedom. He has a world to save. But Damas won't let him go. He's smiling -- it's a relief, but the guilt still eats at him and he doesn't understand, what is the eco doin? Why is it harmonizing? Does the light eco in Damas recognize his own eco? Is that why he's calling him "My own. My little one."? 
Jak has had enough experience with the Light Form that the Precurian instincts don't overwhelm him, and he still thinks on a very human level. But Damas doesn't know how to separate human instincts from Precurian instincts. They're all one to him. 
His memories run against the swell of light and life and love and absolute otherworldliness coursing through him, too strong to control.
"Why aren't you angry?" Jak whispers as he tries to find somewhere for all that light eco to go. 
Tendrils of living eco brush across his cheek in a loving caress and lift his chin. Jak finds himself leaning into the touch without thinking as he watches the stars shift and swirl across Damas's face. This Light Form of Damas croons comfortingly, a subsonic rumble that is both calming and Alarming to Daxter and even Veger as they watch.
"Angry?" The word lilts oddly in the old language. "Why, little one?"
"I...I did this to you! You didn't choose this!"
"But now I am neither dead nor dying. And I know who you are." 
Jak twists up his face in confusion, refracting light across his cheeks. 
He's not afraid, but he's hesitant to ask. "Who...who am I?" 
"My son." 
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howdydopillar · 8 months
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urwendii · 6 months
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Currently thinking of an AU in which Ossë — who always is on the fence of chaotic relapse — upon witnessing the cataclysmic destruction of Númenor (and Elenna-Norë in its whole...you know ... the island HE sung to the surface) by Eru has a violent crisis of Faith and ends up leaving the Valar (again). Basically an AU in which Ossë and Sauron pair up for Most Evil Maia in Middle Earth.
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