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juanarc-thethird · 2 months
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The Arc Family 15
Mama Arc: Jaune, why are you crying?
Little Jaune: *Sniff* Because she said she is gonna marry me! *Points at Yang* *Sniff* And that's why I'm crying! *Sniff*
Little Yang: *smiling*
Mama Arc: You're crying because you don't want to marry her?
Little Jaune: Yes
Little Yang: *Excited* I will marry you!
Little Jaune: NOOOOO!!!!
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stealingpotatoes · 2 months
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What do Luke, Leia, and more importantly PADMÉ (and the whole gang really) react to Anakin having siblings - and those siblings being literal Dathomiri Force Gods that Anakin also was instrumental in killing
can u imagine if they DIDN'T die tho
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(donation doodles! // tip jar)
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horsechestnut · 9 months
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The dichotomy between Jason dying because he disobeyed Batman and Stephanie dying specifically because she was trying to follow his rules is so good, and yet so under utilized.
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ninjautistic · 2 months
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a ninjago au where Lloyd is a bit evil >:]
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ew-selfish-art · 1 year
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Demon Twin AU 
Tim Drake comes across a LOA manuscript detailing the sacrifice of a Demon Heir that’s dated around the time Damian is born and brings it to the cave. There’s no other mention of what went down, but it looks like Damian was a twin and the twin was thrown into the Lazaras Pits- Tim kind of forgets about it but shows it to Damian cause he figures that the guy deserves to know, and leaves it out for Bruce to see (basically the same thing as telling him). It doesn’t really change much but there is an obscured name in the corner so they can presume that the kid’s name would have been something starting with D A N. 
Well here’s the thing: Names carry power. Damian reaches out to John Constantine to ensure that the child is actually dead, because presumably John can do that. John wants to give the kid some closure, so he does what is supposed to be a super chill seance to an infant. He pricks Robin’s finger, chants a little and the air... turns violent.
Uh oh. Dan appears, unshackled from his prison in the Infinite Realms now that John has called upon them by someone with Familial blood. He cackles madly about the fact that it’ll be a good time to bring about the apocalypse again, promising to spare the bird for now, since he would have to get answers later. 
The alarms are blaring, the whole JL is hands on deck to try and stop Dan as he attacks across the globe. They’re saving as many civilian lives as possible but its getting very HAIRY in less than 2 hrs. Robin is out in the chaos, trying to track him down with John and Zatanna trying to recapture him and banish him back to the realms. 
Phantom touches down just as the three of them reach Dan- Danny has some choice words for his older alternate timeline self, including “This is why you have no friends.” and “Seriously, you didn’t even stop to say hi to my timeline’s Jazz this time.” and “Soup time for 1,000 years and then we can talk remediation.” 
After a short but brutal fight, Danny floats over to Damian, John and Z. After making sure they’re all right he’s like “Maybe you can never do that again? Also tell me how and why you did that so I can banish that spell?” And Damian explains that it was meant to ensure that the infant twin he never knew had passed peacefully and clearly that was not the case. Danny blinks a few times, uh, a twin?
Damian goes through the shit, John explains that it was a familial summoning meant to be an advanced seance (hence the lack of safe guards to keep the entity in) and Z confirms that there was nothing special to it beyond that. 
Danny then explains, that uh, “I guess my parents weren’t kidding when they told me I was adopted. Hi? I’m your brother. Uh, I go by Danny though. Dan was me in a different timeline and he’s normally under super strict lockdown.” 
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nocofamilyau · 3 months
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man wtf is up with him?? (15/24)
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eslypyiris · 2 months
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This picture gave me an idea for another Hazbin Hotel Au
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(I found the picture in Pinterest. I don't know who made it, but it's great and it made me laught)
So, the idea for the AU is this:
After the fight against Adam and the exterminators, a new sinner arrives at hell. The first thing it does is to take everything from the Vees. Becoming that way in a new overlord.
The Vees are left homeless and powerless, they want to take back what's rightfully theirs.
"But how? They lost everything!" So they thought, until Valentino found Angel Dust's soul contract in one of his pockets.
Apparently, Valentino kept the contract there when Angel tried to steal it. That's why it wasn't with the other contracts when the new sinner attacked the V Tower.
Vox proposes the idea of forcing Angel to let them stay at the Hazbin Hotel, so at least they stop being homeless.
Velvette and Valentino didn't like the idea at first (Because they view the hotel as nothing more than a joke) but they end up agreeing with Vox's plan to stop being hungry and to stop having to sleep in the streets.
And so, chaos ensues.
(I think I'll call this AU Vee's Redemption or Vees at the hotel. What do you think about it?)
๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;
Also, do you want the new sinner to be Adam or do you want to create the new sinner with me?
I think the second option would be funnier, but please, share your thoughts in the commets.
๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;๑⸙;
Edit = The new sinner
At the end I decided to call the AU Vees at the hotel.
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aucupariaart · 11 months
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We just ignore that Trebol should be here. In this AU, he isn't. And sorry it took so long. There was a lot of other stuff going on. The next part could also take some time since I have to prepare something for Corazon's birthday.
Part 9
Part 10 (you are here)
Part 11
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skyward-floored · 10 days
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For IAU requests… anything Four related? Sorry if that’s too vague lol
Don’t worry about it anon, being vague is fine! Precise prompts are fun too, but having some more vague ones adds some nice variety. And gives me the freedom to do stuff like this, hehe.
(Set when they’re all a little older. Four is somewhere in his early teens).
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“Hey, um... Link?”
Four startled, nearly banging his head against that of the girl leaning over him. She jumped back, and Four blinked a few times, trying to focus on her face. Freckles swam into view, and Four finally recognized the girl as his friend Dot.
Friend, despite how his brothers tried to tease.
“Ah, sorry! I didn’t mean to startle you,” Dot apologized, and Four waved her off, yawning.
“‘S okay,” he mumbled, rubbing his eyes. “Did you need something?”
Dot hesitated, something odd shining in her eyes. “You um, really seem tired today, Link. Are you all right?”
No. “Yeah.”
Dot studied him a second, then leaned down, and lowered her voice so the other kids couldn’t hear her as easily.
“I... I heard your brother was in the hospital.”
Four swallowed as the familiar ache in his chest came back, and he looked at his desk as he nodded.
“I’m really sorry,” Dot continued, her voice soft. “Is there anything I can do?”
“No,” Four mumbled, not wanting to think about Twilight, still struggling to recover after a hit from a mysterious weapon had nearly killed him. Hyrule’s powers had had almost no effect on his injury, and they’d exhausted every option they had. And though Twilight was finally no longer on death’s doorstep, he still wasn’t healing like he should be.
He could easily slip back to a dangerous level, and if that happened again he might not have the strength to pull through this time.
“...Link?”
Four swallowed. “Sorry. Thanks though. Appreciate it.”
Dot hesitated, but nodded, and patted his shoulder as the bell rang, signaling the start of class. She sat in the desk next to him like she always did, and poked his arm whenever he started to drift off, giving him a light shake when that wasn’t enough.
The school day dragged on, and dragged him with it, Four fumbling his way through his classes. Dot stayed at his side for all of them that she could, and the part of him that was awake enough to notice was grateful for it.
He’d barely slept the past few days, his emotions were a wreck, and on top of all that he’d had a nasty argument with Wild last night.
“He doesn’t need this right now!”
Four swallowed. All he really wanted to do was go back to the hospital and sit with Twilight, but instead he was stuck in school, currently learning about some math formula while his and Wild’s angry words rang in his head, along with the noise Twilight had made when he’d been hit and Four couldn’t stop thinking about how still he’d gone after he’d fallen—
“Mr. Forester, I asked you a question.”
Four blinked, and realized his math teacher had come up to his desk, arms crossed as her foot tapped on the floor. The classroom was quiet, and Four swallowed when he noticed everyone was looking at him.
“Mr. Forester?” the teacher reminded sternly, and Four swallowed.
“I’m... could you repeat that, please?” he stammered, and she sighed.
“I asked if you knew how to solve the problem,” she said, raising an eyebrow. “And I would appreciate an answer sometime this year.”
A few of his classmates tittered, and Four blinked the exhaustion out of his eyes, trying to remember if he’d actually heard her say the problem or not. His cluttered brain couldn’t focus though, too many thoughts and feelings clogging his usually sharp brain. The writing on the board blurred, and Four swallowed, looking at his desk.
He had no clue what he was supposed to be solving.
“I... n-no. I’m sorry,” he whispered, and to his horror, his eyes began to water.
His teacher sighed, and went back to the front of the class. “Disappointing, Mr. Forester. I expect more from you. Can anyone else tell me how to work these equations? Miss Castor?”
Someone else spoke up, but the words just buzzed in Four’s head, his throat tight as he stared at his desk.
His brother could be dying right now, and he was wasting his time sitting in a math class.
Four bit his lip as it trembled, flipping up the hood of his jacket. The argument with Wild wouldn’t stop replaying through his mind, the way he’d yelled and how Four had yelled back, and how he’d split in the middle of it and said things he knew he’d regret, but they’d felt so good leaving his mouth, and the way Wild’s face had looked so miserable as he’d run away, and how his father had just looked resigned to the fact that they were going to lose Twilight—
A hand squeezed his arm, and Four looked through his hair at Dot, her face sharply worried now. He swallowed rather thickly, and Dot suddenly raised her hand.
“Yes, Miss Gustafson?” their teacher asked as she turned around, and Dot stood from her desk.
“I think I need to take Link to the nurse,” she said firmly, hand still holding Four’s arm. “He hasn’t been feeling well all day, you can see for yourself he’s pale.”
“Are you certain?” their teacher asked, and Dot nodded, unwavering. Their teacher thought for a moment, tapping a finger on her desk. “Hmm. I suppose he has been acting unusual today... that would certainly explain some things. You may escort him.”
“Thank you,” Dot said with a nod, and she pulled Four out of his desk and out of the classroom before he could blink.
They didn’t go to the nurse’s office though, rather Dot pulled him to a small spot behind the stairs, one so small only a few kids could actually fit back here. Four and Dot fit fine though, and she tugged Four down to sit, rifling in her bag.
“Okay, go ahead,” she said, pulling something out.
“Go ahead?” Four asked, barely stopping his voice from wobbling.
“Go ahead. Cry. You were on the verge of breaking down in there, you’ve got to let some of it out or there’s no way you’re making it through any more classes today,” Dot said matter-of-factly. She held up a small packet of tissues. “So cry, please.”
Four let out a hollow laugh. “I’m not going to just start crying because you told me to, Dot.”
“It’ll help, trust me,” Dot urged, and her voice softened. “It’s okay to be upset, Link. Anyone would be with what you’ve got going on. Just cry for a bit, and then we can go back. We don’t even have to go to the nurse if you don’t want to.”
Four laughed again, but the sound was watery. “Dot, just because Tw-Twilight is in the, the hospital, doesn’t m-mean, I...”
For some reason saying it out loud made it all crash down on him, and Four’s voice broke.
He tried to keep talking, but his breath hitched, and suddenly he was crying instead, a sob hiccuping from his throat. Dot stayed quiet as she set a hand on his shoulder, and Four felt tears begin to drip down his cheeks.
She rubbed it a little bit, and Four hiccuped again, wishing in the back of his mind that he could split. Then only a fourth of him would be sobbing his eyes out in front of Dot, and this would be a little less embarrassing.
But his powers were secret, and supposed to stay that way. So Four continued to cry, Dot scooting over to sit more closely beside him, her hand warm on his shoulder.
He didn’t know how long they sat there, Dot patting his shoulder while he cried his eyes out, but it was long enough that he was sure their teacher would be suspicious.
“Y-you should go back,” Four finally said, shakily wiping his eyes on his sleeve. “You’ll be missed.”
“Oh don’t worry about that, I can just say you threw up on me and I had to clean myself up,” she shrugged, offering him a tissue. Four let out a watery snort, but took it, shakily blowing his nose. “Or that the nurse wanted to make sure you hadn’t infected me. Ooh, or maybe you were so delirious you begged me to stay at your side, and I was forced to forgo math in order to stop your feverish ramblings.”
“No way that would work as an excuse,” Four said, his voice still wobbling.
“It might, you never know.”
Four fondly shook his head, then sighed, feeling drained from all the crying he’d just done. He didn’t feel... better, exactly, but he felt less overwhelmed by it all. His head felt less cluttered at least, and he gave Dot a grateful look.
“Thanks Dot,” he said quietly, and she nodded, then gave him a quick hug.
“Of course. If you need to talk, or just... anything else, just ask, okay?”
Four nodded, and hugged her back. “Okay.”
They sat under the stairs a little while longer, trying to make Four look like he hadn’t spent the last half hour crying, and then Dot pulled him to his feet, and they went to the nurse’s office together. They at least needed an alibi for being gone so long, and it would be suspicious if Four was never seen going to the nurse. Even if he only felt sick because of worry.
Four sighed as they walked down the hallways, and Dot squeezed his hand, giving him a little smile. He somewhat succeeded in returning it, and his thoughts drifted back to Wild, and their argument.
As soon as he made it through the rest of the school day, he’d... try and talk to him. He owed Wild that much at least.
And... Twilight would want him to try.
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brynalyn · 3 months
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I’ve been thinking a lot about what Laios would do for a living in a modern day au - I’ve seen some theorizing about how his love of monsters/ecology/nature would make him a good biologist. Which is true! But I personally could see him being just Some Guy, maybe a college or even a highschool drop out, who joined and then left the army, working random odd jobs like dish washer/mover/warehouse worker. He visits his college going sibling falin who is so concerned she decides to dropout (even though she only has a bit of schooling left and coincidentally is working to become a biologist/career inspired by something laios suggested once) and get an apartment with him because he’s practically homeless and in a rough state. Then they both get a job at the same place, like for instance….. a card/game shop perhaps?? Or even something that sells funky pops and wall scrolls side by side you know! Maybe even ran by the short and super young looking chilchack whose “secretly” a good boss/cares about his employees?? 🤔🤔
Like I just think laios would be just some guy who ends up discovering a rich world outside of trying to pay rent in this world in creating his own characters and worlds in things like dnd and the furry fandom. He is a great artist although members of his tabletop group don’t always appreciate him making their characters or themselves fursonas …but drawing monstrously beautiful creatures representing someone’s self is practically a love language for him so they accept it however begrudgingly.
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juanarc-thethird · 7 months
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The Arc Family #14
In front of Papa Arc and Jaune, Mama Arc's favorite flowerpot is destroyed.
Little Jaune: Jeez, mom will get so angry…
Papa Arc: I'll give you $10 if you don't say anything.
Little Jaune: *Offended* My dignity is not worth $10.
Papa Arc: Then I'm going to tell your mom that you got an F in math and I sign it, in order for her not to know about it and get mad at you.
Little Jaune: Mom will get angry with us.
Papa Arc: I don't care, if I go down, I'll take you with me.
Little Jaune: In that case, sir, nothing happen. *He extends his hand to his dad*
Papa Arc: *He shakes his hand* That't my boy.
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bonefall · 6 months
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imagine if cinderpelt stabbed a boar during the boar attack to save sorreltail while kitting and also gets run through by its tusk at the same time. shredtail would be hooting and hollering from hell like “HELL FUCKING YEAH LETS GO BABY LETS GOOOOO GET HIS ASS” i could be wrong and forgetting the boar attack replacing the badger attack in bb!twilight goes differently but it’s the first image that came to mind when you mentioned in the tags you wanted cinderpelt to have a stick and stab something with it
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[ID: Mr. Burns from the Simpsons eagerly winds across a balcony to cup his hand to his dastardly ear in a Grinchly manner. The camera zooms in as his fingers curl outwards and his brow piques with malicious interest.]
Perhaps she knows that she, alone, cannot defend her brother's mate and her nespring against the terrible beasts outside. As one snuffles at the cave mouth, slobbering at the bloody scent of afterbirth and sweet-sharp taste of fear, Cinderpelt realizes that the looming shadow of flesh and fangs is just small enough to squeeze into their hiding place.
But not large enough for another boar to follow.
As the hog blocks out the thin beams of light in the entrance of the cave, it catches a straight, ruthless path towards her in its shining eye. She tucks her weapon below her belly and braces its stem against the ground like a stake. Her head is held high, meeting its stare as her bait. A comfortable, familiar pain throbs through her hip as she stares into the gaze of the boar as if it's a headlight.
This won't be the first monster she's fought in her life-- but it will be the first one that she drags down with her.
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howlingday · 3 months
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Protecting Penny
Man on TV: (Loads shotgun) Stay away from my daughter!
Woman on TV: Daddy, no!
Penny: Haha! The overprotective dad with a shotgun is so old-school! Isn't it funny, Mama?
Blake: It is pretty silly.
Blake: (Thinking) Truly laughable. A shotgun wouldn't even ben necessary for me. Why use force when you can use enhanced interrogation methods to break them? All I would need is 10 minutes alone with any boy or girl who even thinks of trying to get close to Penny, and I'd be able to break their spirit and psyche much more effectively than any gun would harm their body. Perhaps a shotgun would even be merciful.
Jaune: It is funny, isn't it?
Jaune: (Thinking) Using a shotgun is so messy! I couldn't even imagine using something like that in this day and age... just think of all the cleaning you'd have to do after cleaning up the blast! Of course, for anyone who goes near Penny, a simple kitchen knife would do the trick. Swift, clean cuts are much better than such a loud and messy shotgun!.
Penny: ...
Penny: (Thinking) Mama and Papa are scary.
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tblsomedoodles · 10 months
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Missing my Family Web boys, so here's some doodles of when Leo's 'secondary mutation' starts kicking in.
I want to write these scenes so bad rn. but there's a lot between where i left off and here. I just want to write Leo being the Worst Patient ™ where he's whiny and clingy and hides symptoms for two days b/c he doesn't want to take the pain meds. But i have to write everyone else's first and some of the scenes i have planned before this are going to be hard to write, i know it.
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turrondeluxe · 1 year
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Hi. So, I saw Mikey feed Odyn a bottle of (presumably) milk, but what other things do the turtle tots like to eat?
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It was indeed milk!
We don't truly know how exactly ronin Mikey grew up but I'm assuming that in like most iterations of the turtles, food and a place to stay were hard to come by when growing up, specially when Mikey and his brothers were babies. Because of this, Mikey knows what is like growing hungry and not letting any food they had the luck of having go to waste.
In the comic Mikey is shown growing his own crops and harvesting them So in the au Mikey grows his own vegetables and fruits making it easier for him to prepare food for the babies. He tries his best to make a large variety of dishes for them because he wants them to try as much they want and never go hungry. Since Mikey is a turtle mutant himself he tries to makes dishes that would appeal to their turtle cravings too, like algae! In addition to this, in the au Mikey sells his harvest to nearby towns to manage with money or stuff he and the babies need for the house! (like ingredients to make homemade pizza :] )The people from the towns he usually visits don't really mind him or the babies because they are aware they are Hamato clan members and the people from the towns actually like having the little turtle family around! (Since Mikey can't really leave the babies on their own yet (not like he wants to either), the towns knows of their existance and they love them)
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