#Might post a sneak peek

[ophernelia]

little greene haven in episode 303.

[anathemafiction]

Heard you wanted some jealousy scenes... 🙈

You give him an easy-going smile. "I'll remember that promise."

"Promise? I meant it as an..." Lance takes a moment to find the right word. "Invitation."

"What's that you said?" you counter, hand cupping your ear. "A sworn oath?"

"You have the habit of getting what you want, do you not?" Lance says, catching you by surprise by the sudden change in subject. He smiles still, but there's something different about it.

You cock your head to the side. "Is that such a bad habit to have?"

"Do you also always answer questions with more questions?"

"And what right has the pot to call the kettle black?"

Lance laughs. It's a real, genuine laugh that seems to take him as much for a surprise as yourself. "You are..." The bard shakes his head. "You are something else, mercenary."

He stops talking, frowns, and then clears his throat awkwardly.

*if Hadrian_Romance

"Well, uh. Yes, ${mc_she} is," Hadrian suddenly speaks. He looks from you to Lance with a guarded expression, and you may be imagining things, but it seems his eyes harden when they settle on the bard. "Don't know how that's relevant, though. Right now, I mean."

Lance bows his head. "You are right, my Company friend. It isn't. But alas, relevance doesn't always wait for the most opportune time."

Hadrian gives him a confused scowl. "What?" he croaks. "That makes no sense."

You drag your eyes from one man to the other. An odd tension sets, and while it is amusing, you can't help but feel as if you stand right at the center of the hurricane. You should probably say something. You may just make it worst but, really, the important bit is that you try.

So, you open your mouth—

*page_break "If you are done fraternizing."

[shady-tavern]

Sneak Peek

A little sneak peek for "Paint the Town" a, most likely 2 (perhaps 3) part story. Warnings ahead for mentioned death and injury, as well as semi-graphic violence. Please take care of yourselves.

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Colossus clearly had had a grand old time tossing an under-qualified hero around, as well as injuring helpless civilians. Nothing new here and Olivia didn't bother to hold back.

She had, once upon a time, done her best to avoid injuring villains beyond knocking them out, but when ground-pulverizing powers rose to her fingertips now, she focused on packing as much as she could into every hit.

Colossus and she had clashed once before and he had gotten away only because she hadn't quite figured out the full scope of the powers she had gotten saddled with when facing him and because he had swiftly collapsed a house on a group of terrified civilians.

Villains were nothing but a scourge of the earth.

This time, Olivia knew what she was working with and most importantly, who she was dealing with and the lengths he was willing to go to in order to win or escape.

It was clear he had expected the same slap-dash, somewhat sloppy fight from last time, back when Olivia had been scrambling to figure out how to use her powers most effectively.

It took two hits before he was on the ground, visibly reeling, struggling and failing to sit up again. It was clear he wasn't getting up anytime soon, that the second hit to his face had fucked with his head plenty.

Other heroes would stop here. They were, in fact, instructed and trained to. To stop when the enemy was down and apprehend them instead. To be better than villains.

But Olivia knew how much the prison facilities struggled to contain people with superpowers, how often they escaped, especially when other villains attacked the place.

There had once been a time when Olivia had thought it didn't matter, that second chances were all the rage. She was done with that, just like she was done with fighting people over and over again because they kept escaping, arriving to ongoing fights to find weeping and bleeding and at times dead civilians and even heroes.

Olivia raised her leg just as Colossus turned over to try and get up, bringing her foot down on his back with a flare of her powers. There was no noise from his throat, not when she heard the sound his spine and ribs made and he fell still, only his chest moving in little gasping breaths as his brain got overloaded with pain. 

He would never again get back up, not after that hit and that was all that mattered at the end of the day. No more hurt civilians, no more broken colleagues. One less evil, permanently removed.

A sudden tingle raced across her skin, making her feel like gravity changed its course and her gaze snapped up, just as the sky grew a deep, dark red, lightning flashing across it.

Floating above her, having managed to sneak up on her, was The End. A villain only three heroes were capable of fighting, herself included. Fuck.

Olivia didn't waste a second to let the changed, new power coursing under her skin out. She could never waste so much as a split second when faced with The End. The grip of gravity shifted within a heartbeat, like the snap of massive fingers, the noise of it cracking through the air. Just in time to slow the descend of The End's meteors and forcing them to a glowing stop right above the skyscrapers of the city.

It felt like her bones were made of metal and at the same time, as though she weighed nothing at all. She felt as though she was as liable to find herself crushed to the ground by the entire universe as she was to float away like a speck of dust on the wind.

"Little Rescue, ruiner of lives," The End shouted, fury making his voice sound like a guttural snarl as he pushed back against her powers, the sky growing darker still. 

Olivia was faintly aware of people screaming in panic behind her, ahead of her, as civilians ran for their lives. Others crawled for their lives, legs broken or bleeding from wounds inflicted by Colossus that needed immediate treatment. 

Treatment they wouldn't get, for ambulances were not allowed near active fight zones and the specialized removal teams were only sent out for severely injured heroes, not civilians. Too many paramedics had lost their lives or use of their limbs when they had gotten caught in battles.

Not that The End cared, of course. Villains never did.

Colossus at her feet was breathing in high-pitched, panting little wheezes, his body utterly unmoving.

The End had always kept his distance, but today he descended when he couldn't force his meteors further, slamming into the ground before her, his meteors crumbling to nothing and lightning started to flash like a thousand storms were getting unloading at once. 

Olivia hurriedly dodged his fist, the air around her heavy and vibrating all at once as Gravity and Space started to clash.

"What a joke this world is," The End growled. "For a monster like you to be seen as good."

"And what a joke," Olivia growled right back, dark anger and fury beating in her veins in tandem with her heart. If she could take down The End, the city would be safer for it. "That you were born."

The End's next punch was heavy with the power of impacting meteors and the empty coldness of space, lightning crackling between like a hungry beast. He laughed, brief and hard and hateful and he snarled, "Well, if you want to act like a hero, then die like one."

[polycraftory]

You will never guess who I'm cosplaying at NYCC this year 👀

Stay tuned for full cosplay photos soon ;)

[n0bluev]

I always render the face first (its not even fair...)

[kagoutiss]

idk lol

[phoenixtakaramono]

If you aren’t following me on Twitter, here’s your update that some shenanigans are abrewing

[abluehappyface]

SHE'S DONE GUYS!!! My little sister is done with her drawing of what we've been jokingly calling Unzan the Slay. Basically, she drew a drawing of what I could only describe as "gender non-conforming/drag queen Unzan," but she messed up her first draft and had to make a new one. THIS time she's created Ichirin AND Unzan the Slay. Also, she's working on a Genshin Impact drawing, so expect more from her! Here they are~! Also, I'm almost done with my version of Unzan the Slay, so expect a different version of him soon.

(Ichirn is the girl with blue hair, Unzan is the guy with white hair)

[mimikip4744]

Y’all I had another weird drdt dream last night where the drdt cast were like digimon tamers and had digimon partners and shit like that, and I don’t remember much from it other than the fact that they were, like, in the digital world and had to save it from some unknown force like in most digimon stories. Anyways, the only things I remember from it is that Min’s partner was Kunemon (which is funny because not only is it a bug but it also has electric powers and you know-) and that Rose had an existencial crisis. So that was interesting I suppose. Anyways-

[pechadream]

I like to think when Sebastian's kids are old enough, he starts taking them out with him on his early morning walks (If they're up in time)

His daughter was unlucky enough to inherit his horrible sleep schedule, so it became a regular tradition of theirs to start out their mornings looking for frogs or just wandering around the farm-

Also why is drawing Sebastian just living a happy life and having a happy family so therapeutic-

⚠  Do not repost my art or I will come after your kneecaps  ⚠

[verflares]

ialways appreciate getting feedback from friends

[zhongrin]

oh sweetie (/derogatory), my utmost condolences, because, well

i would suggest you to block me completely because you might stumble across my *squints* mid - heh, young people these days with their funny slangs - writing when it's time. there's only so much i can do since you're hiding behind the anonymity feature like an incorporeal caitiff of a helminth </3

[shima-draws]

Sorry I haven’t been posting as much art lately, I’ve been pretty dedicated to working on my shop merch :’D But I’m totally down to do another art challenge!! If you guys wanna vote 👀

[handsomethrowrug]

OOC: Today was a day where I barely had a moment to catch my breath after work, but I went to the cinema with family.

On the way in I noticed the M.ufasa poster, but I only stopped to look at it on the way out and noticed three things about S.car:

1: He's got the scar! That wasn't in the big trailer. It looks fairly fresh, but a lot neater compared to the... previous movie? Sequel? The other live action. As an older lion, the fur hasn't grown back properly. Does that mean he gets injured a second time, or maybe get infected? (Or, more likely, maybe as he grew older the fur thinned out, making it look worse in certain lighting)

2: The choice of lighting really emphasises a brown pelt compared to the paler one he should have in the 'live action'. I'd imagine it's a case of over-saturation, given M.ufasa's mane having a fairly strong orange tint to it rather than anything significant. Still, it's curious.

3: He's hunched over so he's closer to the familiar body shape that the animated version has. Again, it's not really something that was shown in the trailer, to my recollection. While looking for a visual reference for point 1, I found another poster which had him in a more "good guy" pose while retaining the scar. Again, curious.

[esouliie]

yall guess who’s writinggg … ME! I AM!! it was supposed to be a kinktober contribution but i’ve somehow been sucked into writing wanda as a big ole softie nurturing lover with a shy gf, and im enjoying the way it’s turning out hehe

[kingxgarm]

Sneak Peek for "My Beloved Bunny" (name wip)

“What do they need me for?” Henry thought. He was currently in his car driving to an old Freddy’s location. He was certain it was the one from the 90s, but it could’ve been from 85’ too. The locations have started confusing him; he hadn’t been keeping up.

He assumed that because he was one of the few surviving owners of the company, he technically owned the building, so everything in it was his. Maybe they were just bringing him over so he could check it out and take what he wanted. Everything else would either be destroyed or left there.

The road lead into a dense forest. He figured it wouldn’t be much farther. He didn’t know what he would take when he got there. Most of everything still there must be rusted or broken by now. Maybe he could take some animatronic parts, but everything else will probably be sold or just left. A horrible waste.

He pulled up into what used to be a parking lot. There were already a few other cars there. Waiting for him, he assumed. He got out of his car taking his time. He wasn’t looking forward to this. He just wanted to go home. Maybe smoke a cigarette. He didn’t bring any with him; a mistake.

It was windy out. His greying ginger hair blew into his face. He was too tired for this. He just wanted to hurry this up.

The building looked terrible. Overgrowth had taken over the building. For a building left to rot since 85’ it looked pretty good. The sign was threatening to fall off however. Henry didn’t want to get any closer for his own superstition, but he knew he was wanted inside.

Speaking of the inside, it was far worse off than the outside. Cobwebs and rats had taken this place as their home. Henry nearly threw up in his mouth. He knew Bill would be disappointed in the state of this place.

Bill…

Henry needed to stop thinking about William. He had moved on. That man had disappeared ages ago. He was probably dead. Good. He wasn’t a good man. Henry would never forgive him for what he did to his daughter. He was almost positive William had killed her. She disappeared about a decade ago. This fall would be the anniversary. He couldn’t bear it.

William was also accused of the murder of five other kids. Henry almost didn’t want to believe it. Him and Bill were the only two suspects, considering the suits used to lure them away. After they cleared Henry’s name, Bill disappeared. It was suspicious, but it wasn’t proof. He wished he could’ve asked him. At least to figure out about his daughter. Unfortunately, he knew why Bill would target her. He just wanted to know what happened.

He felt bad for not caring much about the other kids, but he didn’t know them. And Bill was accused for the murder. Despite thinking that Bill killed Charlie, he couldn’t believe that he would kill some stranger’s child. With Charlie, there was a motive. The five kids didn’t make much sense, in Henry’s eyes.

Tables had collapsed and chairs were rotting. The dining room looked dead. Dust covered the floor like a blanket. Although, there were notable footprints visible. It must’ve been the Fazbear Entertainment employees. It wouldn’t surprise him to figure out that they explored the building before him.

The stage had also not aged well. There were holes where the animatronics used to be. They didn’t seem to fall through, despite being missing. Knowing his own luck, they were probably stolen, meaning no new parts.

It finally dawned on Henry that he was alone in the building. Or at least, no one was in the dining room. It felt kind of spooky being alone in the building. Dark, minus the tiny light pouring through from holes in the ceiling. Water damage took everything. He hoped mold wasn’t growing.

Bill loved exploring abandoned buildings. Despite the sad shape Freddy’s was in, he would’ve loved it here.

Stop thinking about William, Henry. You want nothing to do with him.

William had plagued his mind ever since he disappeared. Constantly thinking about what he was doing, what he would do if he was with Henry, what he was thinking, what he looked like. He had never had an obsession with Bill before then. But now…

No. He had moved on. Bill didn’t matter. He was gone. He would do everything in his power not to think about that man. He hated William, but deep down there was a love for Bill. Not even he could deny that.

Pirates Cove was also empty. Not even the back room had anything substantial. An old endoskeleton was still around, but Henry didn’t want it. Bill helped make it. Someone else could have it. Old costume heads… of Bill’s characters. Henry decided nothing was worthwhile in the backroom. The office and kitchen in similar conditions to the other rooms. Nothing of note. The bathrooms probably wouldn’t have much either, but Henry decided to check for nostalgia’s sake.

Walking in he stepped on something… and found the missing animatronics. Strewn on the ground, the parts of the broken band laid lifeless. It was hard seeing them like this. They looked dead. Henry did care about these characters even if only Chica truly belonged to him. They still had a special place in his heart.

How did they get all the way over here? And why were they destroyed? Did someone do this? Why? Looking up, he noticed the safe room. He hadn’t seen it in years. The door was open. Henry was very sure that they were sealed… Very few people would know it was even there. Had Bill been here? Or was that just hopeful thinking?

A strange smell was coming from the room. An unfamiliar smell, but a strong one. Henry didn’t want to go in there. He didn’t know what he would find. Strangely, sounds could also be heard inside. Something was in there…

“Ok, Henry���” He whispered to himself. “You can do this! There are people waiting outside for your call. You’ll be ok.” He took a deep breath and pushed the door further making his way inside.