#party king au

[unfinishedslurs]

party king (steddie)

“You want me to what?”

“Go to a party with me,” Eddie says, looking at Steve like he’s the weirdo here. “What’s the big deal, King Steve? You’ve been to plenty of parties.”

“You know, no one actually called me that,” Steve tells him, abandoning his tapes to put his hands on his hips. “Billy started it. I think he just wanted people to call him a king.”

Eddie visibly considers this before nodding, like it makes sense. Which it does. Billy was, in Steve’s private thoughts, an egotistical maniac who needed to calm down.

May he rest in peace.

“But you’ll come to the party with me, right?”

“Give it up, Eddie,” Robin calls from where she’s rewinding tapes. “Steve hasn’t been to a party in forever. He’s basically a grandpa now.”

“Hey!” Steve objects. That’s rich, coming from her. Going to bed at nine some nights so he gets a few more hours of sleep before waking up in a cold sweat does not make him a grandpa. It just makes him traumatized  

“Steeeeeeeve,” Eddie whines, widening his eyes until it looks like they’re going to pop out of his sockets. His exaggerated pout isn't going to do him any favors either. No matter what the kids say behind his back (looking at you, Henderson) he isn't a pushover.

“Why would I want to go to a high school party?” He crosses his arms, leaning against the counter. “I graduated. I have better things to do with my time.”

“Like lose arcade games to freshmen?” Robin asks. He flips her the bird.

“Please, Steve?” Eddie asks. “Pretty please? Pretty pretty please, with cherries and whipped cream and six little nuggets on top?”

“What the hell are you even saying anymore?”

“You want him to eat his babies?” Robin shrieks. “Like Kronos? Is one of them going to cut off his head and free the rest?”

Eddie’s eyes light up, and Steve slaps a hand over his mouth. He doesn’t know who that guy is, and he doesn’t want to deal with the two of them chattering over whatever movie villain he’s assuming is in their weird cult classic films when he still doesn’t know why Eddie is asking him to this party.

He doesn’t even flinch when Eddie licks his hand.

“I’ve been slobbered on by actual monsters,” he says flatly. “Your spit has zero effect on me.”

Eddie bats his eyes and gives his palm a kiss, right where he’d laved his tongue. Steve rolls his eyes and wipes his hand on the side of Eddie’s face.

“Hey!”

“Don’t dish what you can’t take,” Steve says. “Now, why exactly am I getting asked to go to a high school party?”

“Jessica Roberts needs some kush, and she asked me to sell there.”

“Okay? Still not answering my question.”

“There’s gonna be jocks at the party,” Eddie finally confesses, “and I don’t know if they’ll try shit. But given my track record lately…”

“So you need a bodyguard?”

“Hey!” Steve shouts, and is summarily ignored by everyone. So he does what any normal person would do, and slams an abandoned beer bottle against the edge of the counter so it shatters. 

The jocks turn and look at him after that.

Steve glances down at the jagged edges of the bottle in his hands, flipping it like it’s his old ice cream scoop. Yeah, this should work. 

“Leave him alone,” he says, steely inflection to his voice. 

“Or what, Harrington?” One of them asks. “Heard you just been sittin’ in this room all night. What, you hanging around the queers now? Didn’t take you for a f-”

He stops talking when Steve grabs him by the hair and presses the broken bottle against his throat.

“Here’s what's gonna happen,” he says quietly, taking a look at his buddy. He’s let go of Eddie, a lot more spooked now that his friend is shaking in his Nike’s. “You’re going to leave this room. You’re going to leave Munson here alone. You’re not going to bother him, or anyone else in his dragon club ever again. If I hear that you or your little friends are fucking with him, I have a very nice nail-studded baseball bat in my trunk I’d be more than happy to introduce you to. Capisce?”

“Woah, woah, woah,” the guy that was holding Eddie says. “What the hell, Harrington?”

Steve doesn’t break eye contact with the guy he’s threatening. “Capisce?” He asks again, putting a little more force into the word.

“C-capisce.”

“Good,” he says, shoving him away. “Now get outta here.”

They scramble away. Steve walks over to the trash can and throws away the remains of the bottle, running a hand through his hair. He finally turns around to see Eddie staring at him with wide eyes, frozen.

“Sorry-”

“Fuck me.”

“What?”

Eddie’s entire face flushes, like he didn’t mean to say that. “Uh.”

Steve looks at him, and then around the kitchen they’re in. Glass and beer on the floor, music blasting loud enough to set him on edge, a crowd of people that look at him like a zoo exhibit. Fuck, his head hurts. 

“Yeah, okay,” he decides. “We’re going to mine, though.”

“Wh-what?” Eddie looks like a deer in headlights, even though Steve’s offering exactly what he asked. 

“I…have no idea what I’m doing,” Eddie confesses. 

“Oh, are you not…” He trails off, gesturing towards Eddie’s back pocket. “I assumed…”

Eddie laughs abruptly, slapping a hand over his mouth like he startled himself with it. “You know hanky code, Harrington?”

“Can you call me Steve when you’re in my bed?” He’s already got his shirt off, for God’s sake. “Listen, man, if you don’t want this, it’s no biggie.” He starts to get off, and Eddie’s hand clamps over his thigh. 

“No, no, no, don’t you dare. Just gimme a minute, I’m processing.”

“Processing,” he repeats flatly. 

“Yes, processing. I’ve got the guy of my extremely virginal wet dreams shirtless on top of me. I did not think this would ever happen. I didn’t even know you were queer until tonight.”

Steve’s mouth shapes into an “o” of understanding. “You’re a virgin?”

“Jesus, could you focus on anything else I said?”

“You dream about me?”

“Let’s go back to the virgin part.” His fingers start nervously tapping against Steve’s leg. 

“You’re not subtle,” Steve says flatly. “I know when you stare at my ass.”

Eddie colors in a flood of bright red. “What if I wasn’t? What if I was…uh, jealous or something?”

“I guess that’d make sense, since you’re flat as a board.”

“Wh—hey!”

#party king au #stranger things fanfic #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve being unhinged is so fun #furthering my 'eddie has a flat ass' agenda one fic at a time #honestly i don't think steve is UNpopular after s1-2 like i feel like he'd exist in this weird space #where everyone likes him but he has no friends outside the party #and maybe he went to a couple of parties post s3 with robin but they got bored and bailed

[zoe-oneesama]

The cast is only gonna get more bloated, deal with it Wayhem.

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Look, I'm sorry, I TRIED designing a new look for King Monkey but his original is so good and perfect for Kim that everything looked like a DOWNGRADE, OKAY?!

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#knock knock who's there RESPONSIBILITY CHLOE #scarlet lady #scarlet lady au #scarlet lady comic #party crasher #king monkey #wayhem #episode 46 part 15

[mangoshibi]

Countdown AU ( Intro <- here ) Part 1: Prince D is late for the Party

[ x / part 2 ]

#shibi art #dreamworks trolls #trolls #trolls world tour #trolls band together #trolls countdown au #countdown au #comic #horror #gore tw #blood tw #body horror tw #trolls prince d #trolls cooper #trolls queen essence #trolls king quincy #he's late for the party!! #he needs to hurry!!

[lokh]

WAIT SHUROS DAD SAID HE WANTED HIM TO BRING SOMETHING BACK INTERESTING.... AND WHO IS MORE INTERESTING THAN LAIOS....

#he also cited lack of flexibility in thinking. so surely the solution is shuro realising u can like men.......... #wait... wait imagine. this wasnt the point of the post but everyone imagine with me #fake dating au but not on purpose shuro Does bring back the fucking king of the risen golden kingdom #but his dad takes it as him bringing his significant other back and says he wins #and laios goes But thats not- #and shuro claps his hand over his mouth like Wait a minute. #and when he gets back everyone agrees its the dumbest thing he could have done #im torn between chilchuck laughing or screaming at him. and kabru straight up murdering him #i dont know if itll be a recreation of the laios proximity disgust meter #or he comes back to a party popper exploding in his face with the banner Congrats on your marriage! #maybe both #god it is so difficult to come up with a ship name for them #but i need to. even if im just populating the tag with my screaming #laishuro????? maybe???? #they dont have a lot of overlapping letters... #ok laishuro is free and also this is the only post that comes up if u search it here. weve done it lads #laishuro #dungeon meshi #will that even show up in the tags anymore. im a fool

[fansids]

Couple of young Macaque sketches for SotK I slapped color on to prove to myself that I can still draw monkies.

His ears are wrong for his age, but I'm too lazy to fix it

#lego monkie kid #monkie kid #lmk #shadow of the king au #six eared macaque #I know a lot of ppl make Mac a shy reserved kid but I vehemently disagree #In sotk this man was a little shit who only grew to be a bigger little shit #he's like 12 here so you can imagine #he gets nicer then he gets a lot worse #he's only shy in comparison to SWK who is like the most outgoing person of all time so it's not even a f air comparison #though some ppl think he's shy bc he's always right next to SWK and also hates parties so #myart #doodle

[welcometogrouchland]

[ID: two pieces of digital fanart depicting Luz and Belos from the owl house dressed as Sarah and Jareth from Labyrinth (1986), respectively. They're wearing the costumes from the hallucination/ballroom scene. In the first piece Luz stands in the foreground with her skirt bunched in her fists, facing towards us but looking at something out of frame. She has a necklace of her egg palismen and a rod of Asclepius hairpin, and is wearing her white vans under her ballgown. Belos stands behind her in shadow, looking down at her and holding up a light glyph. The background is black. The second image is the same piece except with no shading, more vibrant colours and a purple background. End ID] @toh-described

🦉💫Don't tell me truth hurts little girl/Cause it hurts like hell🔮🌟

Labyrinth au!! Honestly surprised I've never seen one of these before?? feels very fitting. But I guess I'm the only one w/ this specific brainrot cocktail lol

(DO NOT TAG AS SHIP OR I WILL EXPLODE YOUR EYEBALLS💥)

#the owl house #toh #luz noceda #luz toh #belos toh #philip wittebane #i do have actual thoughts and (traditional) sketches to flesh this out into a full on au #luz and sarah are very different protagonists so it's fun to switch up the labyrinths design and narrative function to reflect that #if the labyrinth in the movie is trying to teach sarah to be grateful for what she has (lose moral cause this movie has -20 story) #then Luz's labyrinth would be a lot more of a ''give into temptation'' style test ala witches before wizards #overall very similar to the ballroom scene (hence why i took inspiration from it for this) #(also sparkly outfits <3) #I'd probably put the collector as jareth instead of belos as well?? i drew him hear bc I thought he'd look cool juxtaposed w/ luz #but the collector would be a much more relevant antagonist in a story based on Labyrinth i think lol #he'd have stolen king away after luz proclaims he'd be better off without her and she has to get him back yknow? #meanwhile the collector tries to lure her into giving up by crafting a fantasy world to tempt her #but of course she keeps going. make some friends. do some trials. you have no power over me. david bowie dance party. etc #it makes sense to me <3 #anyway. Tumblr pls let these images be a decent size on dashboard <3

[riacte]

so hey guys i finished dungeon meshi yesterday and i'm still thinking about it

#ria.txt #i spoiled myself so at first i was like 'this is bonkers wtf are they doing in those last few chapters?????' #but then it was like. yeah. i see #love those ch when it's just clearly putting the squad into Situations #also. izutsumi #what i really liked was how tightly the protagonist and the deuteragonist were wound up in the overall themes #the plot the themes the conflict the characters it was very neatly connected #hence i am also now accidentally invested in whatever going on between laios and marcille #not just platonic not romantic not enemies i just think they work well tgt and deeply care for each other its great watching them develop #it's the leader + most trusted advisor / anxious girlfailure + the annoying freak she's somehow attached to vibes #haha that rabbit chapter with marcille. hahha i was like what the fuck man. it was funny and then boom whump [tears streaming down my face] #those shapeshifter chs were sooo much fun esp seeing other chara's perceptions of each other. stealing that #the changeling ones were great too elf senshi is the fucking funniest he looks sooooooo unserious #marcille's evolving perception with death starting with saving falin and saving the squad and her nightmares of outliving everyone- #-and her dad and her 'temper tantrum' and UGH when at the end she said she was fine with falin not coming back.... WAAA. OUGH. #i think dunmeshi handled the trope of 'prophecy of chosen one becoming king' pretty well and it makes sense why laios is the protag #the worldbuilding is so thoughtful as well i liked seeing different characters with different worldviews interact #very solid and well rounded series wooo #the main 4 has such a fun dynamic together #anyways. dunmeshi au..... #more like borrowing the worldbuilding bc charas are too nuanced for a one to one comparison #ren is like some prince of his own species but he's like 34th in line and no one cares about him so he fucks off to eat monsters #which is why he's both snobbish AND a total freak when it comes to his food taste #false is originally in for the money from ren and plans to scam him but unfortunately the cringefail swag captures her #martyn is Obnoxiously Clueless and thinks he's smart but he's not. he's resourceful but also pathetic and crazy #stress cant cook but she thinks she does so everyone goes (≖_≖ ) when she picks up a pot. they delegate her to killing and chopping duty #the mvp is iskall who keeps on saving everyone's asses and somehow has resources for everyone #i think ren is actually aware false is going to scam him but he has too much money to spend anyway and he thinks shes cool so he lets her?? #and somehow she doesnt take the money and run. and goes back to eating monsters w/ the party. everyone is crazy

[ashspecter]

@currentlylurking's prompt: Nobody really knew anything about how the Ghost King was determined, but that didn’t change how sure they were that Danny Phantom would be the next king. It didn’t change how wrong they were, either. @duchi-nesten's prompt: Who knew being the ghost king included having to hold a tea party for all the still-existing, previous ghost kings? Surely not Danny.

Summary: Danny is the newly crowned Ghost King and he is struggling with how he’s supposed to impress the kings that came before him.

Warnings: N/A

Words: 2,039

No one seems to know anything about how the next Ghost King is determined. But that doesn’t change how sure they are that Danny will be the next king. And it doesn’t change how wrong he thinks they are, either.

Danny never asked for this. He is only a teenager trying to navigate the complexities of his half-life in both the human realm and the Ghost Zone. But, for some reason, the universe decided to screw him over yet again— thrusting upon him the heavy mantle— by making him a king. And now, he must host a tea party fit for the Mad Hatter.

According to Clockwork, it is a tradition every new King must carry out to both be accepted as the new king, to show honor to those who came before him, and to show off his might. However, Danny is not sure how he is supposed to do that last part. All the previous kings had powerful abilities, ancient artifacts, and massive lairs to prove and show off their status. All Danny has is the Crown of Fire, now Space, and the Ring of Rage, now Wonder. Both of which match Danny’s core— again, something Clockwork claimed— and now look like the Northern Aurora Borealis and Saturn’s respectively. Both, he thinks, look awesome. But still, he does not have a lair specific to himself, he does not have any special abilities (that he knows of, but that should not be an issue as he matures— which again, is something Clockwork had said— and he does not have a weapon of any sort.

Danny exhales and glances at the various circular tables set up around the Grand Hall, waiting to be decorated. He has yet to do anything for the tea party even though it weighs heavily on his mind. There are no motifs unique to his crown, no tea prepared, no ghostly delicacies, and nothing to show the research he has done for the previous kings. What is he supposed to look for? How is he supposed to decorate in accordance with each of their eras? All he has is himself and a mostly empty castle.

As he broods from the stairs leading up to his throne, Clockwork materializes beside him, carrying their usual staff and numerous timepieces. Danny can tell that they have frozen time in their now shared space based on the lack of ticking the time master’s watches make.

The boy, with all of his insecurities and fears, glances at them with a mournful expression. He tries to smile, but it comes out more of a grimace.

Clockwork offers him a friendly smile, fitting to their serene yet authoritative appearance. And Danny wonders, briefly, if they have ever felt overwhelmed about anything they have ever done.

“Danny,” Clockwork’s voice echoes like the tolling of a distant church bell, “You cannot avoid your duties as king for very much longer.”

Danny sighs heavily, his shoulders slumping with the weight of his mental exhaustion. He knows he should have already begun working hours ago, but everytime he tried, he just… couldn’t. How can anyone expect him to run the Ghost Zone and protect his friends, family, and home? If they think he can do everything, they must be mad.

“I know,” He finally says, “But holding a tea party for all of the still-existing and previous ghost kings is a lot. How do they expect me to do everything? Who came up with that idea?”

Clockwork’s expression softens, reminding Danny of his mother’s face when he would apologize for something he didn’t mean to do or did wrong when he was a child. “I told you before, it is a tradition,” They reply, not at all explaining anything, “It is part of the legacy each king has inherited and is a sign that you are embracing your responsibility. And to some, it is a show of respect to those who came before you.”

“I’m not even sure how to start,” Danny begins, his voice barely above a whisper, “How am I supposed to impress them? How am I supposed to relate to them? What if, no matter what I do, they don’t like me?”

“No one has ever made history by being liked,” Clockwork replies morbidly, letting the base of their staff hit the floor heavily, “But, unlike the other kings, you still have your humanity. You are still human. You possess qualities the previous kings can only dream of anymore— compassion, bravery, and a supernaturally strong sense of justice. Most kings and ghosts can only ever experience one of those things after their death. This makes you more worthy of your crown than all of them combined.”

Danny feels a flicker of warmth in his chest, a momentary break in the storm of his doubts. He looks around the Grand Hall again. Maybe he can host a tea party that is less about showcasing his power and more about showing who he is? He knows that being the Ghost King entails more than just wielding power over the spectral realm; it means shouldering the burdens of countless souls and upholding the delicate balance between the worlds of the living and the dead. And he’s both being the halfa that he is.

“What if is doesn’t have to be like their parties?” He muses aloud, a spark of inspiration lighting his eyes, “What if it’s less about flexing and more about connection? I could make it… different, unique. Something memorable that doesn't just mimic the past but reinvents it.”

“And how would you propose to do that, my young king?” Clockwork asks.

Danny begins to pace, his mind racing with ideas, “What if each table isn’t just a show of power but a story? Each one could represent a different king but through my eyes. I could integrate what I learn about them with elements from my life— my human life.”

He stops, turning to face Clockwork with newfound determination as he recalls a book Mr. Lancer made him read at the beginning of the school year, “Like Alice’s tea party with the Mad Hatter— it wasn’t just about drinking tea; it was about challenging perceptions and embracing the nonsensical. Each table could challenge what it means to be powerful. I could use elements that represent strength in the human world— like books for knowledge, or art that speaks to the soul.”

Clockwork nods, “An excellent idea, indeed. And what about your own table, the centerpiece of this gathering?”

Danny’s eyes drift to the throne, then back to the empty space around it. “My table will be the simplest,” He decides, “Just a teapot, some cups, and a clear view of the throne. It’ll show them that I’m still learning— still growing. It doesn’t need to be filled with artifacts or magic. My strength isn’t in what I own or what powers I have— it’s in my ability to connect, to bring others together.”

The idea seems to lift the weight from Danny’s shoulders. He glances around the grand hall, contemplating how to transform it into a suitable setting for such a historic gathering. Then, he takes a breath and begins to summon the items that he needs just as Clockwork taught him. This lair— he needs to make it his own for the evening. To do that, he must speak to it from his core.

As he hums to his core, ethereal flames begin to spark to life on the candles throughout the hall. They are a mix of blue and green— matching both the color of Danny’s core and the attitude he wants to set for his reign: stable, reliable, and calm. As they fill the room with light, the Grand Hall seems to burst to life with everything else. Colorful, ghostly flowers crawl their way up table legs to bloom at the center, each representing the era and location each of the previous kings had come from. The ancient tapestries adorning the walls seem to whisper their stories, telling of epic tales that had been lived out.

With each delicate touch, Danny feels a sense of purpose begin to stir within him. This is it. This is what he’s been trying to do for the last several hours. As he works to prepare the gathering in the extra time Clockwork has given him, he finds peace in the strangely familiar task at hand.

Danny moves through the Grand Hall, his footsteps echoing softly against the stone. He places each item with care, a teacup here, a napkin there. His heart slowly aligns with the rhythm of his newfound role. And the transformation of the space around him mirrors those changes. It’s a blend of ghostly heritage and human sensibility— a bridge between two realms that he alone can navigate.

As he arranges the tables, Danny finds himself thinking of Mr. Lancer’s book again, Alice had to navigate her way through Wonderland without much help— she was thrust into a world she didn’t understand, surrounded by characters and rules that defied logic. Like her, Danny feels out of place, pushed into a role he never asked for, but also like her, he realizes the potential to redefine the rules of his own game.

For the centerpiece of each table, Danny chooses symbols that resonate with the stories of the kings before him, yet he infuses them with elements from his human life. One table features an ancient crown, but nestled beside it is a skateboard, representing his youth and his relentless drive. Another table displays a spectral scepter surrounded by a circle of comic books, highlighting the blend of authority and creativity that defines him.

As he works, Clockwork watches, their timeless gaze holding not just the weight of centuries but a flicker of something akin to pride. They see the boy who fought specters and fears alike, who now crafts a legacy not just of power but of profound authenticity.

Danny pauses, considering the main table. Here, he decides, there should be nothing but simplicity: an empty teapot, two cups, and a single rose—echoing the one Alice found in Wonderland, painted red as a disguise. This rose, however, remains white, untouched and honest, symbolizing Danny's commitment to authenticity and transparency.

The atmosphere in the Grand Hall shifts, the ethereal flames casting dancing shadows on the stone walls, each flicker a silent witness to a king’s resolve. The scent of ghostly flowers fills the air, a subtle reminder of the beauty that can exist even in the darkest of places.

As the final touches come together, Clockwork steps forward, their voice breaking the silence, “You have created something quite unique, Danny. This isn’t just a tea party; it’s a declaration of your values.”

Danny looks around, his earlier anxiety replaced by a quiet confidence. “I guess it is,” He admits, a slight smile touching his lips, “I wanted them to see me—not just as a king but as a person. I want to show that even though I’m young and still learning, I can bring something new to the table, literally and metaphorically.”

The time master nods and strokes their beard, “And so you have.”

The time frozen around them begins to tick back into motion, the sounds of the ghostly realm resuming its nocturnal symphony. Danny feels ready now, not just to host this tea party, but to lead with a heart open to the complexities of his dual existence.

Danny nods, a determined glint in his eyes as he surveys the transformed space. Though doubts still linger in the recesses of his mind, he refuses to let them overshadow everything he’s just done, “Thanks, Clockwork. I hope this tea party goes smoothly.”

Clockwork offers a reassuring smile, his ancient features softened by genuine warmth, “Have faith in yourself, Danny. You possess the strength and resilience to overcome any challenge that comes your way.”

Even with Clockwork’s encouragement echoing in his mind, Danny takes a moment to center himself. He knows that the road ahead will be fraught with challenges, some he will have to overcome alone, but he won’t let that stop him. Then, he takes a deep breath and pushes open the doors leading to the castle’s entrance.

#danny phantom #danny fenton #clockwork #ghost king danny #ghost king au #tea party #phic phight #phic phight 2024 #phicphight #dp events #phandom #phandom events

[possamble]

realizing im kind of a weirdo about laios and marcille

#possramble #ignore this im just babbling but #the thing is that like. i don't ship laios and marcille together. their relationship is so so important to me in that laios comphets himsel #and THINKS that he might be in love with her but he isn't and that's my insane obsession #platonic soulmates for real but they're so sweet together that i fully expect them to be shipped together #like i get it. that's almost the appeal for me. if dungeon meshi were any other series there'd be an epilogue where they get married #convention dictates that they're meant to be together as the male protagonist and his beloved female deuteragonist #but dungeon meshi DOESNT do that and i love it so fucking much they're the comphet besties ever for my strange little brain #like if i ever did an arranged marriage au it would absolutely be laios and marcille having a platonic political marriage and then just #the most insane mutual pining with marcille and falin while laios and marcille struggle their way into becoming best friends #the imagery of the king and his beautiful court mage being tender to each other and everyone thinking they're in love is like catnip to me #like yeah they'd be like that and have no idea people think they should be together and the subversion makes me so obsessed #the more people ship them romantically. the more i enjoy their platonic dynamic it's like some sort of weird comphet fetishism idk #people think they're in love and im outside the window like YES... YES!!! #but also the second i see stuff of them kissing on the mouth or fucking im like oh god no i went too deep in here i gotta get out #don't wanna see that. i'll go feral over the idea of laios and marcille being arm-in-arm like king and queen but they would not fuck. #i want marcille to be his default comphet beard and dance partner/plus one at official royal events but they're not kissing. #she's there on his arm because he's scared of the other noble women tryna get him and being a baby about it #and people see them muttering to each other and laughing and generally being very sweet and think that they're dating but they're not. #she's actually covered in hickies from falin underneath her dress and is gonna get dragon dicked right after the party is over #like she's in her bedroom and falin's helping her take her ridiculous dress off while listening to her complain about politics #and falin is the person she goes home to the person she falls asleep to and wakes up with #they're a triad of utter devotion to each other but only farcille's side of the triangle is romantic #it's almost like an open secret because they're not trying to hide it at all but people assume and are surprised to find out #like people are so right about her relationship with the toudens but with the siblings' roles switched #love of her life & irreplaceable life companion. does anyone get it #anyway. i don't know what's wrong with me #it bothers me that they're not the undisputed most popular het ship for marcille on ao3 #it's unnatural. marcille being paired with any other man should be a fringe case.

[razzle-zazzle]

Hello, hello! Your Between AU has given me endless serotonin so I shall offer you the blood of my enemies as tribute to make more /j

But anyway, I wanna ask, how does the Bergens handle Branch being their "Prince"? Like, obviously, they would be kinda pissed at first, I'd wager, since the person who'll be leading their kingdom is someone they eat each year for a holiday that's been discontinued.

Do they actually respect him at all? I mean, even if they didn't, I doubt they'll do anything in order to not piss off their king who's taken a liking to this gray little goober. Maybe there are a few Bergens who's chill with him (like a certain scullery maid maybe winky face?), but I doubt the majority would accept him at first.

Can't wait to see what else you have in store for this AU! :)

Oh, for sure, the announcement caused a stir at first! Branch didn't even get to make a public appearance right away—the initial announcement was done through paper notices and a town crier only.

But... well, there's a reason that the laws concerning the adoption of other species exists. While they are generally grumpy and view Trolls largely as food, it wasn't as hard for Bergentown to accept Branch as you'd think. Add in the fact that Branch is not only legally considered a Bergen, but also a LOT like a Bergen, and by the time the first movie rolls around he's generally pretty well-liked as a Prince. Oh, there are definitely detractors, but Bergen politics aren't so fractured, and the royal house has a lot of sway.

In the castle itself? Gristle and Branch are practically adored by Bergen standards! Hard for the staff to not care about the Prince who they saw grow up into a King and the Prince who's a) very cute and b) takes being Prince very seriously.

In fact, one of Branch's biggest annoyances is not being taken seriously on account of his size. He works as hard as he does largely because, for all that he knows that his big-little brother trusts and believes in him, he still feels insecure about whether he'll ever be taken seriously as a Prince rather than a pet or oddity.

#ask zaz #vixendoesstuff #dreamworks trolls #branch trolls #between au #branch and bridget don't actually know each other too well #branch due to general ''lost in his work and struggles to fully trust bergens that aren't gristle'' #and bridget due to nervousness over directly interacting with a prince as a scullery maid #esp when that prince is the BROTHER of her CRUSH #who is LITERALLY THE KING #but when they do start talking they get along pretty well!! branch very much approves of her as a gf to gristle #even though he teases gristle relentlessly for it ofc ofc #and idc what the very end of the episode ''two party system'' said branch and bridget share a birthday and that is FINAL

[ffenton]

Behind that mask,

Is a boy who dreamt of touching the stars.

#danny phantom #ghost king danny #death party au #fanart #my art #danny fenton #ghost king #Phantom Lord #danny phantom au #danny phantom fanart #Danny's a Star dreamer

[mllermanda]

Now posting some of the Party Crashers fanart that I posted in Twitter a while back, I wanted to draw each of them as an genderbent version of themselves in the SkullGirls art style with a bit of backstory for each of them. Reason why I did not type this out in Twitter because of the word count which I absolutely hate about the website since it makes me limit on what I want to say, especially when being sincere since I use a lot of words to talk to others.

Regardless though, since Tumblr does not do this, I can finally write them down here:

For TCNICK3, I wanted his genderbent to be focused as an half robot, half human woman whose stuck under ruling of an cocky penguin who's getting the public attentions that she deserves. She's an smart and cunning woman who knows how to play the game and is waiting for the right moment to take over as true ruler. If in the SkullGirls universe, I would imagine her trying to go for the Skull-Heart at first before learning its true power and would try to go against it and destroy it at the end. She would delay the time for the next Skull-Heart to appear but the cycle would still continue.

For Sophist, I wanted his genderbent version to be very similar to the persona he has on Youtube. An chaotic Saturday morning cartoon woman who works alone and generally goes around towns committing petty crimes. Her goals of taking over the world was crafted and displayed towards her society though no one took her seriously. However when she heard about the Skull-heart, with no hesitation, she would claw her ways towards the top and end up falling into the traps that the Skullheart has. While gaining the power that she wanted, she will become an Skullgirl.

For Vernias, I focused on his genderbent to be the goddess in training of an utopia land that was contracted to protect people in Earth from corruption and evil. She trains everyday and is determined to do her best to bring people joy and happiness. Eventually she was sent off towards an mission into going to Earth to protect people from an dangerous item called the Skullheart. She gets assigned with this mission, gathers her minions and goes to Earth to face the Skull-Heart to destroys it. She would be able to destroy the skull-heart but would delay the time for the next skull-heart to appear as the cycle would continue.

Finally with King of Skill, I aimed his genderbent to be someone who just recently became Queen towards her own kingdom. While she is learning on how to properly rule her new kingdom, she focuses herself as an precise chill person while learning to balance between work life and personal life. However, she wants to find an new thrill within herself and learns about the skull-heart in the process to protect her kingdom. As she goes out on her own, she focuses on eliminating the skullheart and searches for other people who would join her journey on destroying the Skullheart. I would imagine at the ending in this one, the Party Crashers would come together to defeat the Skullheart and delay its inevitable return.

#fanart #art #anime fanart #fan art #party crashers #vernias #king of skill #sophist #youtuber fanart #tcnick3 #youtube fanart #party crashers youtubers #skullgirls au

[nerves-nebula]

was goin thru a doc filled with toh art ideas, thought this one was funny

#king clawthorne #toh #the owl house #emperor belos #home hunter au #home hunter block party #cant tell if this is too silly for the main AU so its going in both #nnart #nnstuff

[elvesdragonsanddarkmagic]

Movie Night and Rainy Dinner

#the dragon prince #tdp #tdp fanart #tdp viren #lord viren #the dragon prince viren #viren #tdp harrow #tdp king harrow #king harrow #harrow #virrow #viren x harrow #magefam modern haunted house au #soren and claudia are at a friend's party on lissa's side of town #callum is accompanying ezran trick or treating #and these 2 have nothing better to do #harrow also takes the chance to show viren around town #Dayah draws

[lollytea]

Is it too much to ask for one of those "it's a wonderful life" type things where Luz gets to see a timeline where she never came to the Boiling Isles

#eda? probably petrified in her owl beast form by now #lilith? wallowing in a lifetime of regret. either a furious rebel or still a loyal coven head whos dillusioned by the loss of eda #but figures theres no use in trying to change things #king? either dead or all alone #willow? literally a nervous wreck. several more months of enduring ridicule for being half a witch has gotta take its toll #gus? his passion for human stuff kinda got snuffed out when matt eventually drove him out of his own club #amity? holy MOLY. you KNOW how its goin for amity #hunter? loyal golden guard. feels like his life is going great. and if he feels entirely alone then hes just not gonna think about it #belos? literally partying rn. wrangled the portal door from eda very early on and now the day of unity is coming up. yippee! #raine? probably still a rebel. even MORE driven by their cause since they lost eda #but theyre beginning to doubt that they have any chance of winning this fight #basically everything SUCKS #and theyre all about to be killed and they dont even know it #and even if they did they probably wouldnt have the motivation to do anything about it #would succumb to hopelessness #belos doesnt have a broken nose in this universe. this has made him unstoppable #my special little au called the fuckshit isles

[arcxnumvitae]

"Wow, an official party outside of Seelie! I suppose it's a good thing my parents didn't want to go!"

"Yes, and a good thing that mine did not want to attend either."

"My mother was hesitant to allow me to attend..."

"I am almost jealous. Have enough fun for me."

"You aren't going, Riri?"

"Unfortunately not. My father will already be attending, and he decided not to have me attend as well." More like he listed a variety of ways in which he believed his son would cause some sort of disaster.

"Aw."

#{Ic Musings #{Royal AU #yeahhh couldn't see any way in which Seoras would let Ruaidhri go #the only reason Ruaidhri went along for the parties in the main verse is because Aur specifically wanted him to come with #but the king wouldn't have really taken notice of Ruaidhri's skills the way his son who grew up with Ruaidhri has #and Seoras is Seoras so #{Festival of the Blue Moon}