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[joshusten-art]

i love the s1 tma cast i hope nothing bad ever happens to them ever (also i'll do a proper intro post later hehe)

twt || insta

[fauxvvounds]

back then we were just creatures in heaven 🪐✨🌸

[neodragon]

Yay! Also I thought the au was a situational drama?.... a situational dramadi mahaps?

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Roughly a third of the characters of the characters that are from a Prohibitedwish fankid sitcom au I’m a part of!!

In order, left to right, it’s:

Orchid - she/her - my character!!

JJ - they/them - also mine :3

Slushie - she/her - @/slugsinmugs on twt!!

Delilah - she/they - @visscace

Agemo - he/him - @bricrowave (@ wouldn’t work for some reason 😭)

(Mind you, these aren’t their actual heights they’re all the same size for ease of drawing-)

This is basically just a bunch of us dinking around, and there’s 16 kids all together!! Since it’s a sitcom au there’s lots of drama but that’s half the fun, no?

[maryasmorevna]

can't believe a show based on a videogame (usually games adaptations are notoriously bad, which isn't the case here tho) gave me the beauty and the beast/twisted mirrors/enemies to traveling companions/ruthless antihero+optmistic but still badass heroine who takes none of his shit/age gap but make it sexy dynamic of my dreams. as much as i love maximus and i think he deserves the best writing ever because 1. he's a clever deconstruction of the aspiring Knight bro who's actually a bit of a loser and, as much as lucy, sees the world in black&white at first and then doesn't get what he thought he wanted but what he needs (or at least i hope he'll eventually get it), and 2. he's a cutie and i want an epic love story for him too, it's very funny how they tried to give us a puppy kind of romance and the tumblr girlies still fixated on the "toxic ~she bites his finger off and he cuts hers off and sews it on his hand in what we'll pretend it's a symbolic marriage rings exchange or whatever~ asshole who used to be a nice guy/good girl™ with a lot of spunk and hidden anger but unshakeable morals" kind of relationship.

[leejeann]

I DID IT, I POSTED (started) THE FIC WAAH. Cinderella Boy University AU time babyyyyy, Here’s chapter 1!!

I have so much of it planned out even well beyond that rambly post I made the other day, and I have several scenes already written. I just need to connect them all lol. Hopefully I won’t disappear for too long between chapters, but please do bare with me ^-^

Fic title is from The Tree by The Family Crest, my beloved underrated band please go listen to their music

Summary:

Chase is going to college! ...A year later than planned, but going nonetheless!

With a regrettable choice for an elective credit, the obligatory Discussion Post assignments it comes with it, and some unknown classmate on those Discussion Posts who seems to disagree with EVERY SINGLE post Chase makes in the MOST condescending way possible and it's ALREADY driving him UP THE WALL—

...You, uh, might say his university experience is off to an...interesting start! ——————

"Well, they can't be replying only to you or they'd fail the discussion post requirements," Deacon clarified. "Actually, if it's all anonymous how are you even sure it's the same person?"

"I can just tell, Deacon. No one else in this class is going to be using words like 'insufferable,' 'colloquialism,' and 'alas' in discussions that are only worth a whopping 10% total of our final grade."

"Fair enough," Deacon shrugged.

——————

(tagging people here who replied to my post about this AU the other day, hopefully that’s okay! @pali-and-proud  @shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii @jaiscbstash @hotcocoahouse3301 @amejayr)

[pencildragons]

glory be (codywan timetravel but sideways and backwards) planning update for the like 3 people following me who read it lol:

this is the rough vague outline of arc 1 of SEVEN . ROUGH OUTLINE. ONE OF SEVEN 😭😭😭😭😭 .................. the seven chapters of the fic that currently exist are approximately half of this arc....... 25 000 words ........................... i . i think that this may . become a multi-work series . argh

[flying-cat]

It was crazy watching bkdk go from the most hated ship to the most popular ship in the fandom

[callmehere-iwillappear]

coming soon(...ish) to an ao3 account near you: the idiot's guide to blindfold chess

in the meantime, the full piece of this ^^ is on patreon!

[ranger-kellyn]

i've always wanted to write a pokemon ranger: guardian signs long fic where i play with the idea that ben and summer are just. incredibly codependent with each other.

figuring out how i think they first met, and which ranger bases they were stationed at prior to going to oblivia -- why they specifically were picked for the oblivia mission. their relation to past game characters.

i want a purple-prosey look into ben and summer's relationship with the air; being aerial rangers. how they met their initial staraptor partner pokemon. (also probably a look into early underwater training bc so much of that game goes underwater and like...that's not something you Just Do. you gotta be trained for that lol)

a deep dive into summer's time with rand and his family while ben is missing. i want lost of bonding with the whole family, leanne being a large help as summer navigates things. what it's like for the both of them to suddenly be without each other after years of basically being glued to the others side. (and how that played out as area rangers)

i've played with the idea of summer doing voice logs for the union, and so there'd be this block of dialogue where it's summer giving a quick recap of the day, with little confessions and emotional slip-ups in there. the occasional voice log being for ben instead of the union. eventually finding out that ben is no better in that regard, he's doing the same for her. the fear he has that his styler will eventually lose charge. it has a long battery life, but not infinite without the sun. the conditions of being held by the pinchers. i don't think blue eyes would have kept him in total squalor, but he wasn't comfortable, and i imagine it was dark and damp, given it was a submarine hold.

giving a proper timeline to things since as far as i remember, there was only ever one or two moments in the game that indicated a day had passed. making it go on over two or three months, instead of over a long afternoon.

going from a very unhealthy, "i don't know if i could live without you" to, "i lived without you for a while and it wasn't the end of the world. we still came back to each other."

but most importantly: refusing to make murph the constant butt of the joke because i LOVE HIM!!!!! he did nothing wrong!!!!! he's going to be just as much a mentor to summer and ben as any other character nO MORE murph slander!!!!!

[jichanxo]

made a tierlist of my kuwagami fics for funsies (+ notes for a few) ↓

(everything listed in the same tier are equals, so the order they're listed in has no meaning)

[please-let-this-work-oh-my-god]

2.0 spoilers under the cut

Oh...

[artdecosupernova-writing]

Find the Word Game XXVII

tagged by: @oh-no-another-idea!! my words: deliver, drive, death, dog tagging: @drippingmoon, @drabbleitout, @space-writes, and open tag your words: basic, ground, bed, after, before, during

deliver (Eternal)—

"I suspect he may still be harboring resentment toward me." Thrive sounded strangely casual, as if he were relaying information pertinent to their route and destination. "Resentment for what?" a familiar voice chimed in. It took Warren a minute to realize it was Varussa. Thrive didn't answer at first. "I've been distant lately. He deserves a level of presence from me that I'm afraid I can't deliver at present." "Is it that you can't deliver it, or you won't?" Guetry asked with an edge. "Because likely unbeknownst to our great and powerful leader, there is a difference." Warren blinked, his blood running cold at the callousness slithering around Guetry's question. He could imagine Thrive's face, the venom in his glare as each second of silence ticked on. Warren shook his head, ignoring the chill that bolted through him.

drive (Warpath)—

Warren looked around wildly for an answer. Scot was utterly lifeless beside him, still as a board and just as expressionless. The only signs of life in him were his flashing face seams, as if he'd begun to overload or compartmentalize his own emotions onto an external hard drive previously unseen. "Please," Warren choked. "No. This…this isn't real." "I didn't want it to go like this," ——— said. "I didn't want you to find out like this. I wanted to tell you sooner but I was told to ease you into it—" "How," Warren demanded, backing up until his shoulders hit the bulkhead. "How is this possible? How…?!" "I'm not me." ———'s eyes shone apologetically, with sorrow. "I'm not…I'm not the ——— you know. I'm not even supposed to be here. And especially not for long." The floor warped beneath Warren's feet. "I watched you die. I…I watched you die." "You did." The corners of ———'s mouth turned downward. "And I watched you die, too." Jasper was as lost as he could be. "...Is this a ghost?" "Yeah," ——— said, strained, looking at Jasper for the first time in a while. "You have no fuckin' idea, pal."

death (Meridian)—

Upon approaching Veneve's star system, Thrive stood at the front window of the Rodedra, a deep scowl of concern on his face. Warren stepped up beside him and got a look at the view—the star appeared to be a lot further along in its death than anticipated. Even from their temporarily safe position near Veneve's orbit, the sun looked different, more compact and bright blue. "Not good, guys," Thoeala said. "That thing could go off at any moment." "If it supernovas while we're evacuating the planet, there's no time to get away," Thrive muttered distractedly. He passed a hand over his chin. "...And I'd say the odds are astronomical in favor of that happening." Warren narrowed his eyes at him. "You sound okay with that, which is giving me more anxiety about the steadily rising possibility of you eventually becoming a supervillain." Thrive lost himself in his head for a few seconds. "Do you think I could stop it myself?" "You becoming a supervillain? Absolutely not. That's gonna be inevitable and not even you could stop that."

dog (Meridian)—

"Do not go after him." Warren's blood turned to ice. "What?" He shook his head. "It sounded like you said...it sounded like you said not to go after him. But that would be ridiculous, because we all need Thrive back, and we need him back in one piece." He regarded the orb with a hard look. "Right?" The messenger ceased its gentle bobbing in mid-air and became concentrated light near the viewscreen. "His capture by beings beyond our realm of knowledge has been—" "I don't know if you realize this," Warren interrupted, "but I've been around a long time. I've seen things I never should've seen and yet I've forgotten more of my trauma than half of my species has ever lived. I've got nothing but time, my guy. If you don't wanna help me, that's your prerogative, but I'll be damned if you think I'm gonna let you tell me not to find Orthrive'poliea because it's 'too dangerous.' I'm not scared of you or them, so fuck your entire selfish, righteous people for the big pile of dog-shit nothing you've done for me and him." The orb exploded outward, its light intensifying along with a window-rattling roar, like the scream of a blazing comet, filling bones with dread and ears with pain. It sent a chill down Warren's spine, injected him with necessary rage. When the onslaught of light and noise finally ceased, he did a visual sweep of the room to assess everyone's status, then turned back to the orb. "...Did you not hear what I just fucking said," he said darkly.

[florwal]

not the annoying bitches getting ahold of my builds

[anto-pops]

hi i’m a fan of yours blogging from orange county, california and i believe mary jane is best paired with red wine BECAUSE I JUST THOUGH OF LIKE — year seven!mc fucking sebastian in the room of requirement and then ominis down in the scriptorium so quickly afterwards she’s still got c😳m in her tights from seb, BUT since fifth year, seb and ominis haven’t made up and actually lowk hate each other (when enemies to lovers hello) but they still KNOW you’re fucking the other and they’ve silently determined to prove to you and the other that he can do it better but irl u’ve got them both wrapped👏🏽around👏🏽your👏🏽pinky👏🏽finger👏🏽

ok goodnight/good morning ily smut queen

THIS WOULD BE ICONIC TO DELVE INTO ACTUALLY ?? Incredible vibes AND the potential to make them have a brutal, possessive threesome afterwards that MC stands no chance in. Poor girl would get whiplash from the whole thing LMAO

I'm gonna revisit this concept later on cause I'm swamped at the moment but honestly ??? 20/10 I love your mary jane/red wine brain, you're a bonafide genius and I love you too 💕

[razzle-zazzle]

can you tell us more about branch villainous parent idea you have?

Had to put this one under a cut bc it got long sorry.

tl;dr ancient troll sorceress who kinda made herself immortal but then spent centuries trapped underground adopts one (1) small gray trolling when she escapes in the hopes of using him as an agent in her big revenge plan

Okay okay so. I was listening to "The Monster Under Your Bed" by Madame Macabre (among some other songs) and somehow ended up creating a silly little AU where Branch is adopted and raised by something a little bit eldritch and a lot bit unsuited to taking care of a child. So meet Lola (<- placeholder name)!

Lola's a Pop Troll... or at the very least, she used to be. Her backstory starts a good few centuries before the Bergens even show up, but just long enough after the splitting of the genres that most Pop Trolls at the time only had a vague idea about the existence of other genres. Lola was just like any other Pop Troll, really—in fact, she was even quite a catch! A love of singing and dancing, a clear voice and pretty face; she had quite a few admirers.

But, well, her story's not as well known, in the days of Trollstice, but for those who do know it, it's a cautionary tale. Because Lola, like any Troll, was able to use her song to affect the world around her. And she pushed the limits of this power, often in... well, it was more carelessness, at first. A descent into destruction that started slow and snowballed, until she was pretty much a step away from Evil Sorceress. At the end of her tale, in an effort to put a stop to her, a small band of heroes used the Pop String to defeat her, sealing her body underground in the roots of one of the many Troll Trees of the time. Thought dead, Lola became a cautionary tale about the dangers of using one's song to destructive and selfish ends.

Except she didn't die. She was already beyond death, at that point. So for centuries, she remained trapped, unable to pierce the barrier sealing her in her tomb. And in those centuries, the Bergens came, discovered the Trolls, and Bergentown formed. In those centuries, the number of Troll Trees diminished down to one, caged in the center of a dreary town.

Enter Branch. From stage top, falling from the tree after being pushed out of the way by Rosiepuff. Branch, who's small and scared and curls up in the crook of two roots, where a small patch of either-lobelia-or-rhododendrons-I-haven't-quite-decided-which-flower-works-best-yet are growing. The barrier containing Lola has eroded slightly, over the centuries, and the slow genocide of the Pop Trolls by the Bergens has only sped up the process. She's still trapped, but now there's a small hole that light can sometimes get through.

When Branch first falls into Lola's tomb, he almost doesn't make it out alive. Why does she stay her hand, though? Is it because she could see a kindred spirit in the Trolling that had lost all hope? Because she saw in him an opportunity to escape her tomb and finally enact revenge? Because centuries buried underground can tire a person out immensely, and the thought of expending energy to kill one little Trolling was too much for her that day? Whatever the reason, Branch manages to climb back out. But he comes back, again and again, just to... talk. The scary lady trapped underground understands grief, after all, and Branch feels safe underground where the Bergens can't reach. No matter how much the shadows move and hiss and cry. But going in and out stretches the already weak barrier to its limits...

There's only a week or so between Rosiepuff's death and the Great Escape, in my headcanons (something something Chef randomly going in and eating Trolls outside of Trollstice in flagrant violation of rules or tradition purely because she can), so only a week or so after their first meeting a Bergen's shovel both clears a path and snaps what little remains of the barrier, loosing Lola upon the world.

When she "adopts" Branch, it's with a clear goal in her mind: raise this little gray Trolling to be an instrument of destruction, groom him for the eventual role he'll play in her revenge scheme. There's just one problem:

She gets attached.

[sirenspells]

Sorry I’m still obsessed with them <3

I like to think Stranger is really into horror and stuff, which is probably a big reason why his somnium form looks Like That