#Ism au

[adalidposts]

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Idea by: @theallenshorefangirl

Draw by me 🐁

[graceandtheidiotsquad]

”I pray your forgiveness, and your help my friend..”

Just a VERY rough sketch right now

[voidwritesstuff]

Shadows in the radio static. (Shadow! Alphonso AU)

->created by: @graceandtheidiotsquad .

Summary: the rainbow chemical has unexpected side effects,like keeping the dead amongst the living.

->cw: a scene of harrasment, mentions of PTSD.

Theres a lot of noise in the air, gunshots, air planes,screams,garbled noises from the radio. The Sky is black with no stars,the mud is Sticky on his boots as he runs up a tree, he sees his lieutenant, Lucas Cole, and thanks god hes not alone.

But even then,alphonso feels out of it too, the world shifts between this hellish swamp and his backyard in the appalachias. But he managed to climb up that tree, Lucas is not there mentally, his eyes are wide and his gaze is lost and wild.

He watches his lieutenant raise his gun. A sharp pain shatters into his nervous system, and only as his eyelids feel heavy does he sees Lucas lean over him and tell,tears in his eyes. He hears "im so sorry,im so sorry! Oh crap Alphonso! Stay with me!--stay"

Darkness.

It feels like an eternity in the dark void,he tries to follow the voices and cries for help of his fellow soldiers but they vanish when he tries to touch them.

But then he sees Lucas...hes not longer on the swamp though, hes in the medical bay being treated for his injuries. This time,when he tries to Grab his shoulder he falls to the floor, no longer on that void.

--kid! Kid?! Do you hear me!?--He yelled right in his ear. But all Lucas does is flinch and shuffle away.-- the hell am I? Some kind of ghost?

Thats how he finds himself following Lucas around,the few times he manages to make contact is through dreams. But he soon finds his lieutenant either doesnt remember them or chalks it up to ptsd.

--Damn it kid!!-- He huffed, sitting with him as hes shipped back to the USA. But then he sees Lucas slowly fall asleep, instictively leaning towards him. Alphonso sighs and leans his head on his, side hugging him. His anger melts and he just says-- alright then, just rest...

He finds himself watching Lucas as the years pass by,the few times hes made contact his Friend has woken up in a cold sweat or made him a little paranoid.

Nothing changes until Lucas finds his way towards Milton-Haven, Alphonso can see this weird ghost Lady that he speaks to sometimes.

--How do you manage to get yknow- an actual physical form?--He asked her once, she was by an electric tower.

--pull energy- from radios, or--electricity-- she replies-- can be- temporarily, not sure if permanent

Alphonso nodds and sits with her-- How do you do that?

This ghost Lady takes his hand and puts it to one of the legs of the tower, theres sparks and then suddenly hes training the Power with her.

--We might end up causing a black out-- he half joked, and the ghost Lady laughed-- I never asked ya yer name

The ghost Lady looked at him through her glasses, her curly hair in a ponytail swaying with electricity, and her Angel wings that looked like radio waves shuffle. Light blue energy zaps around her like a Tesla coil. Its intimidating but somehow inviting.

She replies-- Doctor Rosemary James.

Alphonso doesnt try to materialize until the Next night, sucking up all the Power he could. Needless to say there were Many reported temporal black outs and lights acting funky.

Lucas had just come back from his first Real date in a while. Hes tinkering with a radio, murmuring "creep" by radiohead, hes too concentrated on his work and todays events that he doesnt notice the first flickers of light.

But then they get worse, a second passes by and he looks at the light on the ceiling-- what the- its the third time this week!

Lucas feels the hairs in the back of his head stand up, he drops the tool he was using and looks behind him, then he hears a -- That would be my fault,kid.

His eyes go wide and filled with tears-- what the hell

He sees a Man, mid fortys, wearing a ww2  uniform. A piece of his cheek is missing, his skin is deathly white, red spider lillies grow from his helmet and his Pointy dog ears pressed against the side of his head.

--Youre dead-- he says matter of factly,hands shaking.

--Gee,nice GOFO, lieutenant-- the bastard has the Audacity to smirk. Then he pulls him for a tight hug.

Lucas expected him to smell god awful,but he senses the sweet aroma of flowers and his usual cologne. He hugs his friend tight and sobs into his shoulder, the moss on his clothes soft against his skin.

--is-is this Real?--He asks,voice barely a whisper.

--Yup. As Real as it gets,kid-- he whispers, stroking his back-- 'm guessing you want an explanation, dont worry,we have all the time in the world now

Alphonso starts to explain everything that happened since the very beginning, how he got here and who taught him how to materialize, upon hearing the name, Lucas looks at his Friend with wide eyes.

--Wait- Rosemary?! Shes still with you?

--There are days where she cant even talk to me, but im sure she'll give us an answer if I ask-- the other Man said with a shrug.-- hey,grab us a beer so you can tell me about your hot date

--You saw everything?!-- he asked with dark cheeks.

--Nah I gave you two lovebirds privacy. Just stayed around the area.

Lucas sighs and stands up, gong to Grab two beers from the fridge,shaking his heas-- oh fuck me. --He growls in disbelief.

Few seconds later hes opening a beer,but before he gives it to Alphonso he says--Ya sure you can drink this?

Wheeler clicks his tongue and snatches the beer--Give me that shit-- his friend laughs and then takes a sip-- god,I missed this.

The ex radioman chuckles-- hmm, I imagine -- but then he sees his captain smile wide, his sharp,yellowed teeth showing.

--So, tell me about the girl-- He said,a little too smug.

Lucas almost chokes on his drink-- well- uhm. I met her because I thought was running late. We share the same therapist, turns out I got there really early, and uhh we started talking

--Thats sweet-- Alphonso says-- whats her name?

--Jerico-- he replied-- jerico Castro, shes very sweet and shes got the prettiest smile. Man,you shoulda seen me when I met her, my breath left my chest and I got so red in the face, you and the others wouldntve let me live it down

The other Man chuckles, his completely white eyes twinkling with mirth-- hm, bet

So,they both spend the night talking, up until Lucas falls asleep. Alphonso chuckles, he picks up his friend with ease and carries him to his room, fireman Carry style.

--Dude. Get a bed-- he murmurs and sets him down on the cot, covering him. Then,he goes to rest on the one person couch outside his Friends room. He almost seems to curl up like a dog, his ears down.

For the Next few days,alphonson follows Lucas around his usual schedule. He walks beside him to his therapist's Office, helps him to Get groceries (wearing a beanie, a jacket with a hoodie and a bandana around his face,with sunglasses).

--Ya dont gotta follow me 'round-- Lucas teased,putting the groceries on the table.

His Friend shrugs-- I guess I still Belive youre my boy-- he ruffles his lieutenants curly black hair-- guess yer a Man now

Lucas smiles with warmth, he chuckles and hugs his friend-- thats very sweet,you know? I guess in some way yer still my captain

Wheeler shakes his head-- You are yer own Man now.

A few more days go by of this routine. Alphonso was more than happy to watch and help his friend, every day Lucas would wake up to Alphonso sleeping on the one person couch Next the door of his room,Like a Guardian dog.

--Dont try n lick me now-- he joked once.

--cant make any promised-- his captain replied with a shrug.

One night, Lucas is fixing himself up in the mirror,he struggles to fix up his tie-- jesus fucking christ,55 Years and I still cant-

Wheeler sighs and fixes up his tie-- just like bootcamp

The other Man chuckled-- just like boot camp. Thanks

--s'nothing. Good luck,tiger-- his captain winks.

During the night, Alphonso keeps a healthy distance between him and Lucas,who walks hand in hand with his date.

--Man,dont you look stunning-- the ex soldier whispered, nuzzling his dates hair.

-- have you seen yourself in the mirror? -- jerico whispered with a smile,leaning on him-- love the cologne

He shrugged-- thanks, a friend reccomended it

--Hes got good taste-- both walk past a Group of men,who look at jeri with less than friendly intentions. Lucas purses his lips and covers her with his arm, pulling her closer.

Two of the guys follow them to the restaurant they were going, the ex soldier is aware of this and Gently tells his date-- babe, go to our spot,okay? Ill be there in a moment.

Jerico whispers a "be safe" since she noted the men too, and leaves to their table. Lucas Turned to the men with pursed lips-- do we really have to do this?

The two men dont reply, but before any of the two can do something, Alphonso jumps on them, mouth billowing hot smoke. His clawy hands rip the two men away and says-- Go,I can handle this

Lucas watches both impressed and in horror as his Friend pulls the men to a dark alleyway. He knows his moral compass wont let him forget that easily,but in reality he just wants to continue his date.

So,he rejoins his date. And the rest of the night goes swimingly.

He drops her off at her house, giving a tight hug and a nice passionate kiss, she gladly kisses back and hugs his neck.

--Hey, what about the guys from before? -- jerico asked, stroking his jaw with her thumb.

--'Eh,I wouldnt worry 'bout it. I scared them off

She chuckles and says-- uh-huh, sure thing tough guy.

The ex soldier kisses his dates forehead-- sweet dreams,hon.

--Night,lu

Lucas drives back to the cabin with joy and warmth in his chest. He opens the door of his house with a sigh And drags his feet to his bedroom,ready to pass out.

--hey! How did the date go?--Alphonso asked,curled up on the one person sofá, one of his eyes Open and one of his ears raised as his tail wags lazily-- n' before ya ask I just gave them a good beating.

The radioman chuckles-- not a scratch on ya,guess ya never lost yer touch. N' it went well, I dropped her off, we had fun. She specially liked that I kept in mind her food sensitivities.

--Always paying attention to the little details-- wheeler replied with a tired smirk-- thats good. Get some rest,kid.

--Ten-Four captain-- the other Man replied, giving a pat on the head to his friend and going to his room. He loosens his tie and then undoing his hairbun, his black curly hair bouncing a little-- night!

--Night!--Alphonso replied,closing his eye and tucking his ears against the side of his head. For the rest of the night he keeps watch on the house.

Lucas decides that even if it was a little odd, it was good to have his captain,his mentor, his friend back.

[graceandtheidiotsquad]

(gonna put it here if that’s ok-)

‘She glanced towards the table-dismissively picking up a note that had been left behind in the chaos. “Looks like some police report or somethin’. Lemme just… ‘Officers, for your safety, use extra caution stepping behind the yellow tape and into the crime scene. There’s plenty of broken glass and sharp objects lying around.’” The woman shuddered, glancing around-wincing at the crunch of shattered, diamond shards of the material underneath her feet. “…Well no shit.”’

Oh so ur a writer?? Prove it. Drop the last sentence of ur wip in the tags

[kindlespark]

guys ive become so so attached to a sympathetic but incompetent jace stardiamond who failed to save those kids in the mountains but was too cowardly to choose death. and is now forced to lead them all to their doom

jace becoming a fucked up guardian for the rat grinders as the only adult who knows what happened to them and who is helping them with the larger plan with ankarna. while navigating his own guilt and the kids’ bitterness over how he failed them. he wasn’t strong enough to protect them but maybe now he can stick it out with them. softlaunching a new fhsy doomed tragic dynamic for me to go crazy over: student and teacher.

so badly want a jace stardiamond that puts the pathetic in sympathetic ❤�� i am beaming visions into past brennan’s brain i simply think this could be sooo much more interesting than your classic “evil and manipulative from the start” type villain

[darth-sonny]

they're both bitchless for two completly different reasons

Odd Man Out © @cherrytraveller

[tacticalvulva]

Tutoring

[danny-phantom-slut]

magic school au

There weren’t a lot of things that could surprise the young halfa. When he was only a few months old, his father accidentally lost him in the Ghost Zone for over twenty-four hours (and they never found out how he managed the momentary rip in dimensions, nor how Danny got back to the Living Realm). He once had a cooler of pure ectoplasm – which was highly acidic – dropped over his head when he was two years old, and he was completely fine afterwards (okay, maybe there were a few ghostly side effects – but that was it!) The Lord of Time – who was a little shit, and an Ancient – was also his self-proclaimed godfather.

So, yeah. Not much could surprise Danny.

Danny had been privy to ghostly shenanigans since he was three years old, when his parents indirectly, kind-of-but-didn’t kill him.

However, he didn’t like to think of that, so he didn’t.

But waking up to something tapping on his window, and opening it, only to be attacked by a screech owl at three in the morning? That caught him off guard, he had to admit. So did the letter that the owl practically chucked at his head, which then promptly right soared through him, because he had turned intangible on instinct.

The owl looked affronted.

He bared his fangs at it and warily picked up the letter.

Might as well see what it was, right? Who knew – maybe one of his friends in the Ghost Zone was trying out a different ghostly theme? It wouldn’t be the first time, and he decided to humour them.

He blinked when he read over the letter.

-

To Mr. Daniel Nightingale Fenton

Third door to the left on the second floor of Fenton Works 13 Phantasm Drive Amity Park, Illinois

-

CASPER SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDY

Dear Mr. Fenton

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Casper School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

The term begins on September first. We await your owl by no later than July thirty-first.

Yours sincerely,

Asuka Ishiyama

Headmistress

-

Danny blinked again. What.

[howlonomy]

I wonder what clovers parents would think if they did know, like I’m assume there are still human problems and clovers parents seem to be the type of trashy people who would be xenophobic.

i dont think they would care all that much bc it doesnt matter WHAT clover is; just that they’re something they can use to keep their house clean and boss around. they would take clover back just to keep them and parade them around as a hero!

i dont wanna go tooo into the racism aspect bc. its not really my place to talk about being a minority bc im not. but i think they would be terrible people even without being racist

[phykoha]

I'm not aroace(mayybe some flavor of ace...) but my version of Mikey is aroace so I do kinda wanna talk about it

he doesn't feel anything about relationships for himself but for other people, real or fictional? oh he is ALL OVER that bs!! like. he's not gonna have a partner and he's cool with that(maybe he'll have a QPR or two down the line? he doesn't know!) but he is the #1 fan of every relationship he knows practically XD and if someone tries to homewreck(??) his family oh FUCK does he have beef. also I don't know why I added this little tidbit but he often struggles with speech and has dyslexia- he laughs at himself sometimes about it. also sleep talks

please let me know(you or someone else-) if any of this is disrespectful I don't know if it is or isn't-

Disrespectful?? Nah bro these are facts.

Like I've said in the tags of one of my previous posts, just assume all of my Mikey's are some flavor of aroace unless stated otherwise. HEA Angelo specifically has never felt romantic or sexual attraction towards anyone before (aside from the occasional fictional character).

His feelings toward his eventual partner are tough for him to wrap his head around. He loves them, but he isn't sure what kind of love. What is romantic love even supposed to feel like? Is it really any different from platonic love? He loves his friends, and his family. He heard that romantic love makes you want to be with someone forever. He wants to be with his family forever. Is it just the label that makes it different? He's not sure. Maybe it doesn't matter.

No matter how much research he does or how many questions he asks Raphie and Lee, he just can't understand what makes romantic love so special. And what's so cool and epic about sex?? It seems pretty gross to him, honestly. He can just take care of himself, thank you very much. He'd rather not waste his time smashing bits with someone when he can be cooking or drawing or doing literally anything else.

He'd only really have sex with someone he really trusts and wants a more intimate connection with. And it wouldn't really be about him- he'd mostly just be focused on how the other person feels. Cuz he's just not that interested in the sex itself, just how close and connected it would make him feel to his partner.

But OH MAN is he invested in other people's romantic lives. He's the ultimate wingman- The best hypeman you could ever ask for. As much as he doesn't get romance, BOY does he live for romantic media. Books, movies, fanfics, actual people's lives- you name it. Romance is dumb but wow does it create some great plot (and also really bad plot but at that point it's just funny).

[brown-little-robin]

so Ritsu is in student council, which runs the student clubs in Salt Township. Clubs are supposed to contribute to the community for at least an hour of their time every school day. Ritsu, as someone who was recently the sole caretaker of his sick brother, obviously feels VERY STRONGLY about responsibility. But his thoughts on community are a little complicated, given that he learned to distrust all communities and traveling parties and in-groups of all sorts during the horrible trek where practically everyone they met tried to kill Shige. Ritsu is working to protect and rebuild Salt Township and uphold its rules while simultaneously harboring a deep, cynical distrust for towns and their rules. It's. a good time.

He feels like an outsider even as an insider. He misses being part of his own two-person and then three-person in-group. He misses Shigeo so much he feels sick. His brother is gone with Reigen half the time. When Shigeo is home, it's like he's even further away. Ritsu can no longer just take his brother's hand or rest on his shoulder whenever he likes. He can't murmur encouragement to him as they walk forward. They're no longer walking forward. They have nowhere to go and no common goals. They're just existing in the same space. Dimple is dead and Ritsu is totally alone.

Student Council. Ritsu is in student council and he's in charge of making sure people take responsibility for protecting others. When Student Council President Kamuro suggests the Big Cleanup, Ritsu jumps at the chance to punish students who don't contribute to the whole. It's like yelling at Dimple again, familiar, the taste of power and protectiveness on his tongue like lemon, like bitter water.

Ritsu goes after Onigawara Tenga, a member of the unofficial Salt Protection Gang—not a club but a band of delinquents who patrol the city outskirts with knives and bats, who are always on the lookout for skirmishes with other, similar gangs from other areas. Onigawara has a club but prefers fighting bare-handed. And Ritsu hates Onigawara. He's exactly the kind of person who Ritsu had to avoid for months and months, the guy swaggering around looking for some innocent zombie to murder just to feel powerful for a minute.

Ritsu saw him talking to Shigeo once, apologizing to him for something with his words but not with his body language. Shigeo was pressed up against a wall, terrified, and Tenga was snarling at him, and Ritsu saw red. His hand flew to where his handgun used to be, and the only reason Onigawara left without a hole in him was that the gun was gone, traded away for shelter.

Ritsu's brain kicked in after the rush of panic at finding empty air in place of the gun. He slipped silently back up the stairs, grudge crystalizing.

And then Ritsu got the opportunity to act on that grudge, and sure, he agreed with the Student Council President that the Salt community needs to crack down on people who don't actually contribute to their fragile town. Sure, he wants his brother to live somewhere without thugs wandering around menacing people who haven't done anything wrong. Sure, he has ideals of a peaceful school environment, or whatever. But mostly, Ritsu is tired of pretending to believe in community. He wants to try being a hypocrite. He wants to be the one hurting people in the name of The Community for a change, instead of the one getting hurt by people who claim to be protecting their own.

Isn't humanity supposed to be the ultimate "our own"? Ritsu remembers his grandmother saying something like that once, he thinks. He thinks he remembers her saying that everyone is basically everyone else's brother and sister, way, way removed, and so he should be nice to everyone. Well, that all fell apart as soon as the apocalypse happened. Humans turned on humans as soon as there was an excuse to kill each other.

Clearly, brothers can hurt each other too, and Ritsu—

Ritsu sure isn't going to be fighting his real brother anytime soon.

[emostunttwink]

help, i totally forgot about the youth pastor!maruki au

transcription: If your situation ever becomes too painful to endure, remember: it's okay for you to escape your problem.

I don’t want a single one of you to think that an unfair reality you've been forced into is the only one that you have to live...

You can be reborn through Christ’s Love.

He died so that we can have an eternel, everlasting life free from pain and suffering. A perfect reality.

All He requires is your belief in Him.

[graceandtheidiotsquad]

Dawn Lucien (In Sound Mind Oc)

(picrew from: https://picrew.me/share?cd=uSGKhcqmsU )

- Dawn is very, very neurospicy. Cannot sit still without fidgeting, cannot draw without tapping her pencils and will go CRAZY if she can't find anything, despite having just seen it minutes ago-along with the sort of anxiety one gets when being repeatedly told 'Not now!' whenever she asks someone to pose for her or just look at what she's drawn. She gets it, people can be busy-but sometimes it just...hurts, y'know? Feeling like nobody listens to you…

- Going off the first thing-she has a mild obsession with body types. (Not THAT way, get your head out of the gutter.) She's a sketch artist, and loves challenging herself with different body types to expand what she can do! This is initially what caught her attention to one Mr. Allen Shore-though part of her felt so shy to even say anything that she was a bit too nervous to even talk to him. (It didn't help that she...did-find him kind of...cute-just. Just a little. Just a little bit. Totally not head over heels. That is a massive lie.)

- Often asks the local kids to pose for her in goofy ways, for fun. It's basically almost twister-and she doesn't blame them if they stumble or nearly fall over, it's more fun that way! (Asssssssss long as nobody gets hurt.) She makes it seem like some sort of modeling shoot, which is very fun for the kids-showing of their stuff!

- She isn't actually from Milton Haven, having moved here from out in California to get away from all the noise. It's very peaceful here, and she enjoys sticking around the Icarus point area-it's a gorgeous landscape and she enjoys finding new places, people, and things to sketch on her walks every day! But of course, her favorite subject is the Lighthouse And it's keeper.   - She also dabbles in photography-! It started as taking pictures of subjects in poses so they wouldn't, y'know, have to stand there all day-but she found she genuinely enjoys it and has a blast taking as many pictures as she can of the Town! She has an old Polaroid camera she inherited from her grandfather, and uses it frequently.

- She collects so, SO Many fairy lights. She's obsessed with them, she thinks they look very pretty and it just-has the sort of 'vibe' she's going for most of the time in her room.  - Secretly collects stuffies. She is very embarrassed about this, trying to excuse it as 'drawing subjects'-but she can't help it, they're cuddly and having something to hold helps her fall asleep at night. 

- Actively opposes the corporate takeover happening in town right now-how can these 'Mayer' people push these fine folks around!? And it only got worse after the crash of USS Thanatos. Let's just say-...things got very personal.

- She is. Absolutely HORRIBLE with a fishing pole. As in, an active DANGER to anyone standing around her. She enjoys fishing, she really does-but everyone best get the hell back away from her when she's casting, she flails that thing around like no one's business!

- Avid Cat petter. It's pretty obvious, she adores cats and if she could take every single stray home in town-she probably would! And she's attempted to at least once. She will just sit there, realize there's a cat-and immediately drop whatever she's doing and try to get it to come over to her. At one point she sat down, and got swarmed by cats.

- Constantly moving her hands-if she doesn't, she will go CRAZY-and that's honestly part of why she picked up sketching in the first place. She always has to be moving them, have something in them, or be touching something-or she will mcfucking lose it.

- Protective/Angry girlfriend privileges'. Or any figure of your life, really. If she finds out you hurt somebody she cares about she WILL take away your kneecaps or whack you with a wooden plank. or chase you around with her sketchpad shouting profanities that would seem normally out of character for her.

- Says things COMPLETELY out of pocket at random times. She doesn't know why she does it, it seems to be just a reflex response to certain things-she'll just say whatever is on her mind, unless she's very anxious about it-

- frequent picker-upper of random trinkets. Shiny rocks, bottle caps, beach glass, you name it-she likes to make crafts with them!

[wayrad]

Fic pic tag

thank you @sleepr-agent420 for the tag!!<3

Rules: Describe your current wip (or a finished fic if you don’t have any wips right now) using the most basic/stupid stock images you can find, and tag some writer friends!

if anyone’s getting my drift 🫢 LMAOO

np tagging: @skyphloxx @nicijones @impalachick @alienoresimagines @simplykayley

[venti-death-watch]

actively exploring an au where aventurine’s sister survives and becomes a stoneheart through sheer spite and determination

[nattyontherun]

NEW FIC!

tomorrow i'll ache for you, beloved

Summary:

After a sighting of the supposedly-dead Yuri Plisetsky goes viral, our dynamic duo find themselves crossing into Switzerland and meeting an old friend.