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hwasang · 2 years
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"also is this the fic that forced ao3 to change its tagging policy?" the one fic wasnt bad enough but copycats started happening, so yep.
i know its one of the c-drama fics that did it but still good god
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i love how different percabeth is from different male lead narrated american middle school romances from the romantic point of view. usually, the male lead has a crush on the cold and kind of mean female protagonist cause she's pretty and not like the other girls.....she's pretty and not like the other girls....thats it oops. but annabeth and percy. annabeth fell first. even though she's cold and sassy too, she believed in percy. she saw the good in him and loved him for it. then percy fell. he didnt have to worry about whether annabeth would like a loser like him. yeah, he doubted why annabeth liked him once in a while, but it was a never a question of 'does she?' its healthy. and thats what makes rick riordan one of the best middle school authors ever thank you bye
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cryptocism · 1 year
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cut him some slack he only just started listening to music
special thanks to @domnorian for their post opening my eyes to this dynamic and to @eyefocusing for thad’s outfit inspiration
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ikeasharksss · 7 months
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i notice some fanfics (& poorly written books) pay a lot of attention to characters' eye colors, so now i'm curious
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Death Warrant!Au
When the rejuvenating, life-extending effects of ectoplasm to the dead and dying was discovered by planets across the stars, it triggered mass conflicts that left several systems obliterated beyond repair. Hundreds of Billions had migrated to the Realms in numbers that were never seen before by the residence of the dead. They had various forms of damage and disfigurement on their new forms as a result of the ectoplasm being weaponized and used on them. Their very beings were corrupted beyond repair with their minds significantly altered with highly specified obsessions.
• Peoples from the destroyed worlds being so afraid that they lashed out, ripping anything that saw them to pieces out of fear of being attacked.
A serpentine creature of the Realms eagerly stalking them and fed upon their cores to grow stronger.
• Soldiers of these races were hell-bent on continuing to fight and proceeded to attempt subjugate this dimension that was new to them. Their rage guiding them blindly as they left paths of destruction throughout the realm.
A beast, wrongly slaughtered in the early madness of an delicate fledgling world that happened to be rich with ectoplasm followed the warpath and basked in the rage.
Eventually, more creatures like them came to prominence as a result of these strange new victims. Being aspects of emotion that were born from the masses in the war.
The Ghost King during this time period could not sit idly by and watch these newly born ghosts run rampant and terrorize his kingdom. With a heavy heart and a weapon in hand, a call to arms was called and the purge of these beings began. It tooks thousands of years, but when the last corrupted ghost was destroyed, the King took to the realm of living and wiped away all traces of the Realms from the minds of the survivors with all recollections of this terrible war for ectoplasm erased from history.
As his rested his eyes one final time, before the Tyrant would cowardly claim his life, made a major, sacred declaration that all citizens was made:
• If any hostile, mutant ghosts were to be found, they were to captured and examined by the king's council to await judgement. If they are too dangerous to restrain and seek bloody violence, they are to be destroyed.
• Any scientists trying to use ectoplasm for endangering life were to be have their memories erased and put to the sword for their crimes.
• Anyone foolish enough to Defy Death using ectoplasm, the greatest violation of the laws in the infinite Realms, they were to be put to death as and immediately given their Second End.
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When Pariah Dark, the Cowardly Tyrant King, is defeated and Danny fianlly takes the throne after a few centuries of training, the Observers hand him a compiled a list of names who violated these sacred laws.
They have him start with Earth and Danny's jaw hits the floor with what the charges he was seeing. He can already hear the chaos in the meeting room.
• Amanda Waller, Vandal Savage, Darkseid, Granny Goodness, a court of owls(?)...the list is long, and that's just Earth alone!
• Jack "The Goddamn Joker" Napier and a few of the more violent Rouges of Gotham are charged with Veil Destabilization.
Even Jason Peter Todd Wayne...the Red Hood!? Danny can probably work something with Jason, force him into therapy sessions (along with the whole damn family) with Jazz and a couple cleansing sessions and supplements from Frostbite...the others had to go...
The continued slaughter of the innocent, combined with the suffering they endured and the misery felt by Shades who couldn't move on was making the veil deteriorate at dangerous speeds. New pits would form across the city eventually as a result.
Lady Gotham has done everything she can to keep the madness from happening but she can't hold it back any longer. Her core is ready to shatter under the stress and is constantly in agony, but she won't abandon her knights, despite Danny's pleas to save herself.
There's a certain brigade of furry's who may or may not like this news but said brigade had no choice but to take it on the chin. They have children who Defied Death in their ranks and the Realms are not afraid to destroy anyone foolish enough to stop them.
• Lex Luther is charged with crimes against humanity. And several other violations in regards to unethical experimentation.
One sticks out to Danny.
Lex used Danny's stolen DNA from a stray core shard from the Guys in White, who he was was funding in secret, even after they were disbanded, to create a clone comprised of the Earth's resident Kryptonian, the bald bastard, and himself to kill and replace said Kryptonian...the guy who literally helps save the earth time and time again from doom.
...Yeah, Lex is undoubtedly, fucked beyond total comprehension. Anyone defending him was risking all-out war with the Infinite Realms.
But hey, at least Danny was finally having child of his own! The little tyke is only a few years old in the tube, Ellie's visits are far and in-between and Danny's status as a Halfa made him sterile and develop an embarrassingly strong case of baby fever.
He's sure the ghosts from Krypton would love to help out in raising Conner in case Kal-El wasn't really planning on being around the boy. After all, being cloned himself, Danny knows the emotional baggage that comes with being violated to this degree by your enemy.
He just hopes the guy can come around and accept the little guy...
#dp x dc#dc x dp#dp x dc prompt#dp x dc crossover#justice league#danny phantom#my prompts#Death Warrant!Au#I've seen fics were Danny Time Travels to fix things#I've also read were he gains amnesia so he accidentally lives in the past until he remembers who he is#Lex Luthor is a bitch with a very slappable bald head that Danny is gonna smack the soul out of#Danny is gonna hook up Jason with therapy from Jazz and cleansing sessions with Frostbite#When Damien is finally born and with Bruce is the day everyone in the League of Assassins is gonna get wiped off the face the fucking Earth#You don't fuck with the abyss because it'll do more than simply look back#Eldritch Mama Bear!Danny#Conner is gonna be spoiled rotten#If Damien is also partially Danny's kid he wont wait and waste the League the second he can grab him#Being the 'Demon's Head' doesn't mean jackshit when the ectoplasm youve been uskng is the equivalent of used toilet water#Bruce Wayne x Danny Fenton x Clark Kent#Clark was worried his many times great grandfather was hitting on him#But Danny told him that he helped save krytpon and found the house kf El so there no blood relation#Due to amnesia inflicted during his time traveling Danny accidently created the embodiments lf Emotion from each Lantern Corps#Danny's first anniversary gift is bringing Bruce and Clark's parents to Earth to spend tkme with them#Bruce is afraid this will be the last time he gets to see them but Danny tells him he and Clark can tag along for Jason's treatment#Alfred is happy for his boy and is happy to see Thomas and Martha#Conner and Clark bonding with Jor-El and Lara Lor-Van about Krypton culture
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doctorcanon · 2 months
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"I can make the sun fall from the sky, I can make a man want to live again."
Tw: blood
So I've had Exuma: The Obeah Man stuck in my head ever since I drew this piece of another Zelda AU I really enjoy. I explained why almost all my Zelda art is of people dancing or their feet bleeding. I've also been in love with the new up date from @ezdotjpg 's @bonus-links series because how could one not be? I mean, really its SO GOOD.
My obsession with alternate interpretations of Oot!Link continues. And I really challenged myself this time and referenced a pose with angles I've never done before. But instead of melancholy resignation, I decided to think about how the game over screen from MM made me feel. And got this. I dont think ill do another one tho. Flat version under the cut.
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lilyrizzy · 9 months
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max/daniel, hunger games au, outsider pov
The air in the arena is so suffocating, Alex can't help but tip his head back and marvel a little at the artificial domed sky above their heads. He'd always thought, growing up, that if the Capitol invested even half the money they spent on the games into feeding the people of the districts, there'd be no need for any of this.
Dangerous thoughts he'd always known better than to share.
Still, he's said them to George more than once since their names were called for that second time. At this point, there feels like there's nothing left to lose. They already won, Alex two years ago and George just last year. Back to back victories for their District, and here they are anyway. Punished for their victory.
This time, they're going to lose.
A little way off in front of where they are sat side by side now, Max and Seb are talking in hushed, almost hostile looking tones. Trouble in teamate paradise. Charles, who has already lost his, has rolled his trousers up, taken off his shoes and is standing barefoot in the water.
Alex longs to join him. Underneath his legs, the sand is  burning. He was the one who'd suggested coming here, thinking that being by the water there would be some kind if breeze, some relief, but-
"Real beaches have wind," Charles had mocked him with an eye roll. "This is not some holiday to the coast." As if Alex had ever been on one. "Now we are just sitting here in the open, like ducks."
Nobody had moved though. There are five of them here after all, almost half of the total people left alive. They stood just as good a chance here, against the three left that were any real threat, as they did hidden away in the jungle behind.
"I don't trust these people," George tells him for the fourth time since they've been sat here. Alex doesn't need to follow his line of sight to know exactly who he's talking about.
Max, who Seb has left standing alone in favour of making his way back up the beach towards them. Max who is stood with his eyes closed, his face turned up towards the artifical sun, hands stuffed into his pocket. His lips moving like he's talking to someone who isn't there.
Maybe George has a point, but-
"He's our best chance of staying alive, and you know it," Alex reminds him.
Max killed thirteen people in his games. A record, especially impressive for someone who isn't trained for it, not from District 1 or 2. A total worth bragging about, but Alex has never heard him even mention it.
Maybe he's naive, but that fact along with the dark circles underneath his eyes make Alex want to trust him in the way George can't seem to.
"He's a monster," George says, something else Alex has heard before, "do you know how many times I was made to rewatch his bloody games, by Toto, by-".
"I'm going to get some water, Georgie," Alex announces, getting to his feet because he can't have this argument again. Can't remind George for the hundredth time that Toto also told them, make allies. That Max, for whatever reason, seems to care about keeping his alivd. Had tried so hard to carry a wounded Carlos through poisonous fog, just because Charles asked for his help.
Alex had never even seen Max interact with either of them before this games, but his voice as he'd told Charles he was sorry for failing, for letting Carlos die is not something he'll forget soon.
He's just made it to the treeline when the same voice calls his name. Turning, Alex finds Max running towards him, almost frighteningly quick.
"I will come with you," he announces, leaving no room for discussion. "We should not go places alone."
Alex glances to George, but he's sat with Seb now, staring straight ahead into the water. Maybe George was right, and this is how they die. Picked off by the two golden boys of District 6.
"Okay," Alex tells him, still not quite finding it in himself to disagree. He just wants to go home to Lily, and he already knows he'll never do that again, so what else is there left to be afraid of.
They walk in silence. The jungle is silent too, eerily so in a way Alex knows can't be real, even if before last year he'd never left the soot covered District 12. How different than a jungle and the forest of his home really be?
Alex has just tapped the spire into the trunk of a tree when Max touches a hand to his shoulder.
"Did Toto tell you," he asks, strangely urgent in a way he wasn't been since trying to drag Carlos's body out of the fog. "Do you know?"
Alex frowns. Behind them, the water trickles, but neither of them move to drink.
"Tell me what?" He asks. "What do-."
Before he can finish, someone is shouting Max's name. Screaming it, loud and piercing. Alex's head whips around to the beach, but it's coming from the trees, and-
"Daniel," Max chokes out, face drained of all colour. Before Alex realises what is happening, Max is knocking past him, running into the jungle.
Alex finds his feet moving, chasing after him as the screams continue. A man's voice, crying for Max over and over. Screaming in pain, begging for help. But-
There's no one in the games called Daniel this year.
Still, Max's voice echos just ahead of him, calling out for him. "Daniel! Daniel, I am coming, Daniel."
"Max," Alex calls, adding to unbreable crescendo, "Max!"
He catches up with him in him a small clearing, finding him stood still and surrounded by a flock of birds flying around his head. It's then Alex realises where all the noise is coming from. The jabberjays perfectly mimicking the person- Daniel's- voice in a way designed to torment Max.
He's slashing his blade through the air, trying to cut them down. Alex makes a step towards him, reaching for his own weapon to try to help, only to find himself jolted back, unable to pass through. On the other side of some invisible torture chamber Max is trapped inside by the same forcefields that have divided this arena up into the 12 segments of a clock.
"Max," he says again, taking in the sick look of terror on his face, "Max, they're not real, they're just birds, they're-"
"Fuck off," Max snaps, eyes wild when he looks to him. "Fuck off, Alex, go- Go back to the beach, I cannot protect you in here."
For a moment he hesitates, watching Max crumple to the ground, pressing his fingers into his ears, eyes screwed shut. With his knees tucked under his chin, Alex is reminded that Max is younger than him. Just 24.
Back on the beach, he sits down beside Seb and George.
"Max is trapped in a new segment," he says, when Seb looks worriedly behind him. Alex's voice is shaking. "He- It's jabberjays, they're- Who is Daniel?"
Seb's entire face falls, and he gets to his feet.
"Another Victor from 6. I volunteered for him this year," he says, and right, Alex should have remembered that. "He was Max's mentor."
Seb makes his way towards the jungle from which Alex just came, not offering any more than that. Not that he really needs to.
If there's one thing these games have taught Alex, it's the face of someone who thinks they are losing everything they love.
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inahallucination · 1 year
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anderperry au where neil thinks the new kid todd is so cool and intimidating but under todd’s blank face / occasional glare is... well todd, anxious, sweet, i hate my teachers, omg is neil perry, the cutest guy to ever looking at me???? todd
neil: omg anderson’s kinda cool
todd, to himself: asdklfjsd nei-neil adskjfj perr-perry ???? l-looked atfsadkf meaesjfksadF???????????????????????
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bipbopdepmop · 8 months
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fanart for solving counting sheep by @theminecraftbee! super super proud of this one :D i absolutely loved this fic! did not stop thinking about it for days. spectacular job.
timelapse here! tw: flashing. please watch it I had such a hard time getting it to upload :(
fun info/rambling about the piece below the cut!
a few little details i wanted to point out:
in case it was hard to tell what was going on, grian is in the top center, watcher three is in the middle, as well as at the bottom, but it is unmasked and a little feathery.
i have intentionally placed the yarn, the sheep and mumbo on the left hand side. they represent the things that help three begin to solidify its identity. oppositely, on the right hand side we have pearl holding the album, the photograph and candles, grian's gravestone, and the main building of the grian empire. they represent parts of three's old identity as grian.
the red is of course, three/grian's favourite colours, but also there to symbolise the sort of duality between the two? (hopefully that makes sense.) as well as the symbolism of the unmasked three being red is that its kinda like? trying to reconcile its old identity with its new one. it is holding its masquarade mask - it is three, it is grian, it is three. the red three is also slightly feathery to show that it looks like grian, but is not anymore, it is something else now.
also, pearl, martyn and jimmy all have some sort of red accent, which is to show their ties to grian.
i know jimmy's scarf is red and green, however, it wouldve messed the colour palette up :( so it's all red! martyn's headband probably wasn't red either, but shh, i took some ahh creative liberties
there's no particular reason for jimmy's wings other than that i needed to fill space and i love drawing butterfly/bug wings.
i was gonna try to tie in something about the listeners (like a symbol or something) but didn't bother to look too hard.
the album might not have said 'evo' on it, but i'm too lazy to go and dig that back up right now. it may get edited later to be more accurate.
the dragon pillars/purple background in the top are there to represent the dragon fight in which grian was taken from and 'killed.' the watcher eyes placed within the purple burst is to show how they were there.
similarly, there are watcher wings along the top edge of the piece. a certain set of them are 'watching' the grian empire, as a nod to how they had their eyes on grian and evo from the start.
there are also three dragon pillars, as a nod to three the person, and also because it was nice and symmetrical that way.
i initially had the middle three wearing the masquarade mask (as you'll see in the timelapse) but realised it made way more sense symbolically to have the lower three holding the mask, and for the middle three to have the watcher mask.
iiii don't know how to draw sheep. (<- too lazy to look it up) i hope that sheep looks somewhat sheeplike.
minor changes may be made if i notice any mistakes / small things i want to fix
overall, very, very happy with this! i hope i did the fic enough justice :D go read it if you haven't!!
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gunstellations · 11 months
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theyre looking at pictures of sumo
scene from:
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hoffelstar · 4 months
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Me, just finished intensively writing ShinDeku, looking for a fic to read instead of writing for the next few days: to chance upon your (explosive) heart? looks nice
*a week and a half and six fics later*
Me: whoops
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yonpote · 8 days
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Ok as ridiculous as it is, the idea of them being in a decade long situationship bc they're just too stubborn and/or dumb to recognize it for what it is, is kind of hilarious and I wish someone would write a fic about it
oh thats GOTTA be a fic somewhere i genuinely love that idea
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silverskye13 · 2 months
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This is kinda random but can Helsknight sing? This question is very important to me I need to know
Is he physically capable of singing? Yes. And he can probably sing decently well [as well as someone who has scratched up his voice by yelling all the time can sing. Give us that growl-y rough-voice harmony.]
I do think, though, that he chooses not to sing on principle. Singing is Welsknight's thing [both in RnS and literally! Welsknight has a SoundCloud!]. I feel like Helsknight would draw a firm line around his poetry as "mine" and singing as "his". Rarely, he might be caught humming while doing busy work, but unfortunately I think that's the closest he gets.
The only exception would be the pre-tournament parties where all the gladiators get together and eat/drink/be merry, in which case for morale alone, he can be coerced into singing [probably after some drinks and a lot of haranguing by the people around him]. Making sure his Colosseum buddies are feeling happy and glorious right before a fight takes major precedence over his personal discomfort.
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tmntismdoodls · 1 year
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Leonardo’s scared. April can tell that easy, by the way he’s been pacing since they got here. He’d be training right now she just knows it, but since Splinter gently banned him for the night, April watches as his arms shake with pent up energy and his legs randomly force him faster at various times.
The poor turtles shivering too, eyes big and wounded as he casts his gaze to the room where Donatello is, then away like he’s burned, and he’s only just working himself up more.
April just wants to wrap the poor turtle up in a big old hug.
So she does.
Leonardo gasps, from surprise that turns quick into sniffles, and he hides his face into her stomach, “s-sor-ry-“
April shushes him, “there, there you silly thing…Master Splinter said he’ll be okay…”
“G-guess I can’t help it,” Leonardo shakily jokes, and he goes for a grin. The end result just makes April hug him closer, the right call, if the immediate sob after is anything to go by.
Kids. They’re teenagers, only fifteen. So easy to forget with how often they take on every problem in the world.
anyways, this fic by @ilovebeingaturtle destroyed me.
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piosplayhouse · 9 months
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jin guangyao is like a guy with a shady past trying to run for the local HOA elections and trying very hard to appear prim and proper and scrub traces of the bad stuff he did so he can rule the HOA and so he pretends to care abour grass length and shit. xue yang is a guy who does facebook livestreams with 2 viewers and they consist of him setting garbage cans on fire and going like and subscribe
One of the viewers is xiao xingcheng but since he's blind he just listens to it and is like oh he sounds like he's having fun ^^ and the other viewer is a qing in the other room recording it to send to the cops
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chesacakeripper · 1 month
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I'm a little nervous about venturing into the tags to search for Ace Attorney content on here and I've exhausted the niche ship AO3 tags I'm interested in. Interested in some Wrightworth but there's a LOT of it, so if any of you have got some recs to start me off I'm open to them!
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