#OUGH I MISS THIS AU.....

[kaletalecowboy]

witches!

[rraimu]

bendy au doodles

[doctorsiren]

thinking about the moth psycho 100 AU and remembered that we have Mogami taking full control of Reigen’s body when Reigen sleeps (Jekyll and Hyde moment for them) so he can go and like, consume spirits to get stronger and thought that I should draw that :)

Also thinking about what if Mogami doesn’t leave fully after that part in the World Domination Arc and since Reigen can see him now after Mob kicked Mogami out of Reigen’s head, Reigen calls on him to help him when he’s about to go confront Suzuki (i just don’t want Mogami to leave 🥺 /silly)

[that-bat]

Hello it has been. Over a year

[impossible-rat-babies]

eyrie kisne (au ra edition) outfit collection

[mettywiththenotes]

Imagine au Powder and Ekko being discovered by au Viktor, who mentors them

[technicolourcowboy]

RAAAAH this lil metal au has got me in a chokehold,,,, I’m making the content I want 2 see in the world

Had to doodle the gals 😔 my mind wouldn’t be stopped

Daria belongs to @frenchfry99, Riley belongs to @wampabampa, and nina belongs to @evillillad! Drawing them was so fun I love bug ocs sm <333

Full (ish) versions in the cut below :] vvv

[eikichi-supremacy]

crying myself to sleep im so sorry they cut you out atsuko they couldn't handle the cunt you were serving im so sorry but i know i saw you cheer on your son during the dark tourney i saw you hold onto a dying puu i was there i know

[good-beansdraws]

Finally finishing my Lukas-Fuuta swap art -- I was really happy with the original armor switch and thought some alternate outfits could be fun to go full-out with :3 I was so tired of drawing the uniforms so just have my sketch for that and the resplendent alt 😅

[cawziiku]

doodled some dannies, ft an extra danny from my old au + lil baby man

[egginfroggin]

So like I know that きみでないのなら has romantic undertones due to the context and who it's being sung by in Itoki Hana's story (Phantom Aria), but like. I keep associating it with like. tragic siblings (especially twins separated through time/space, hm, gee, wonder why, hmmmmmmmmmmmm)

[the-kipsabian]

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[poggersbastard]

Welcome home

FIRST - PREVIOUS

[dxppercxdxver]

teeny little study for that thing with @chiropteracupola :)

shining on the inside

Despite the fact that he was thousands of miles from a home he felt quite certain he was never to return to, Daniel was always his most comfortable sat round a fire, turning a skewer with a quiet satisfaction.

Golden sparks leapt into the sky, ferocious, yet fizzling out before they could touch the sun-scorched leaves looming over their encampment. The last dregs of the summer evening hung thick and heavy in the air. Sighing, Daniel shrugged his shoulder and wiped at the sweat coagulating in his beard; it was a pointless gesture, really, it was sure to return in but a moment, but neither could he resist it. He was far, far from Georgia, and the heat still clung to him, a specter of the swamps, the mansion, the family he left behind.

On this summer night, Daniel and a small collection of his compatriots were rather rudely stationed deep in the woods of New Jersey, pitching tents and keeping watch while a strike force of their remaining team hobnobbed with the high society folks he had done his best to avoid for the rest of his earthly existence. He was content with that arrangement, of course, but a part of him longed for a mattress and the privacy of four sturdy walls, both of which were decidedly scarce in the wilderness.

Daniel’s spectacles were beginning to escape down his sweat-slicked nose.

Hand occupied with what was to be their dinner, he had no real way to coerce them back to their proper place, and could do very little else beyond contorting his face into all manner of expressions, before gloved fingers grasped the end of the spit and freed him of his duty. He mumbled a quick thanks, scrambling to replace his specs before he lost them again. When he looked up, Prometheus sat cross legged on the ground next to him, flames glimmering in the dark glasses they wore as they stared into the embers.

“Thank you kindly,” Daniel said, gently taking the spit from them to continue turning the cuts of venison Mundy had secured for them earlier in the day. Grease popped and spit, and Prometheus continued to examine it with what Daniel presumed to be detached curiosity. They clasped their hands in their lap, wiggling their boots and leaving small tracks in the dust. While they watched, their focus never broke, not even when an uproarious guffaw echoed from somewhere near the edge of camp.

Smiling softly, Daniel lightly tapped Prometheus on the shoulder.

“Y’like fires, don’t you?”

Prometheus seemed to brighten, straightening up and nodding enthusiastically. Their hood bounced with the gesture, loose curls of dark hair escaping from under its frayed edge.

“Thought so.” There was something horribly endearing about the way their silent firebrand, so capable of carnage on a level previously unknown to most, could find genuine moments of peace in the breathing space between battles, even if it was to be found in gazing longingly at smoldering logs with the reverence of a congregation for its priest. Of course, Daniel was familiar with Prometheus’s work—had been a rather vocal proponent of recruiting them to the team in the first place—but the figure behind the pamphlets was a far different one than he could have ever expected. Now, he was being allowed a peek through the curtain, to view their adoration of fire on a personal level, not just a political one.

Nudging Prometheus with his toe, Daniel said, “I do too.”

And it was true. Fire had been one of Daniel’s lone comforts when he had burned his final bridge, funnily enough; it had kept him warm, guided him to welcoming homes, and most of all, been printed in the pages of the writings he kept tucked in a pocket close to his chest. He propelled himself forward with the flames under his heels, wielding it to create, and build, and forge. Even here, roasting dinner over a meager blaze and sweltering in his woolen coat, the warmth was a touch of reassurance, careful hands cradling his face. It was nice to share the company with someone of a similar mind.

“You know,” he mused, bouncing his heel against the ground, “you’re a right fine fellow, lightning bug.”

Prometheus shimmied in their seat, knocking their head into Daniel’s knee with a muffled, “Mmmmph!” Toes tapping the stone circle that contained the fire, this was the most engaged Daniel had ever seen them, cheerful and alive.

Laughing, Daniel looked at the patch of empty dirt next to them. “Y’all got any room down there?”

Within seconds, Prometheus was shuffling aside, patting the ground and sending up little plumes of fine dust. The invitation was clear.

Daniel braced the spit under his upper arm, while Prometheus took his hand and guided him to his seat, settling hip to hip, knee to knee, shoulder to shoulder.

When Daniel looked at them once more, now level with their masked face, he could swear he saw the glint of soft, dark eyes behind the sparkling tinted glass.

[leafwateraddict]

I miss you, ganz gztale

[cheemken]

Alright I know we were just talking about a brand new AU but my mind immediately went to another AU idea, just cause the AU was about being transported to a new world

What if the Champions all got transported to versions of their world where the Villain Team won?

Cause like, I imagine some of the worlds having rebellions against those Villain Teams, like Unova, Kalos, Hoenn, Kanto, and Johto. Pretty much the regions where they aren’t all dead like Sinnoh and potentially Galar and Alola/ain’t rebelling against an actual evil team like Paldea

But like I also what to maximize the potential angst and have people like Iris, Diantha, and Lance be dead in those alternative universes but still have family/friends who are alive

Cause imagine seeing your daughter die in a fight or smth years ago and now she just suddenly appeared all confused about what’s happening. Drasna was probably weary at first but after realizing it’s not a trick she  immediately pulled Dia close and comforted her, trying (and failing) not to cry. She can ask questions later about how she’s here and not six feet under where she was buried

And like Clair probably cried so fucking much when she realized Lance was back, even if it wasn’t their Lance. She’s just happy her cousin parental figure is back. And compared to Dia and Drasna it had Lance comforting Clair about how he’s okay and such. Ough Silver probably cried just as hard but also tried to hide it

OUGH what if Iris died young? Like she became Champion at 12 so what if Neo Plasma Ghetsis killed her at 13-15?? And like I’m taking inspiration from a fic I read but imagine she got killed on live tv? Either hanged or shot. Like she finally got captured by Neo Plasma and was executed on live tv to show Team Plasmas power. Cause if they can kill the Champion and her Pokémon then they could kill anyone

Like these mfs crucified the gym leaders in front of N’s castle in the manga, I think they’d be fine with murdering a teenager on tv for everyone in the world to see the power they had

But the direction I was going was that she died young, and people like Drayden wished they could’ve seen her grow up like she was supposed to. Seen the kind of person she ended up being. But now Iris, fresh in her twenties, suddenly appears where the Unovan rebellion is. When she’s been dead for years. But ough yeah after the initial shock it’s just Drayden holding Iris close and telling her how big she’s grown and that he’s so proud of her. Something he wishes he could still do. Ough your honour that’s his granddaughter

Fuck imagine when the news spread, the Unova kids are gonna be there right away to see Iris again. Gon be a shit ton of crying and yelling about the fact an Iris from another world got sent here, a world where she and the rest of the League won

I honestly don’t know much about the Kalos, Kanto, and Johto stories so idk what change happened for the Leagues to lose, but for Unova ig it changed when Nate/Rosa died to Kyurem during the Ghetsis battle

Also idk if this makes much sense to you and I tried to word it clearly but it’s like 2:40am when I finished this and just wanted to write down my thoughts before I go to sleep

^me, reading that btw

MFER THIS HURT ME HAHAHAH LIKE CHDMCBMDND OUGH IRIS BIT FUCKING GOT ME MAN WHAT THE FUCK😭😭

Can you imagine being Drayden tho, having to watch your granddaughter die on live TV all those years ago, and suddenly she's alive, suddenly she's here, suddenly she's grown up, suddenly everything feels so overwhelming. Can you fucking imagine tho as Drayden was hugging her, pulling her closer to him, afraid that Plasma was going to kill her again, he's there thinking about how in this Iris' universe he didn't miss how Iris grew up, how she became the person she is now. And it fucked him up so much, tearing up even more, that even w that thought, it never gave him some sort of closure as this Iris wasn't his Iris, but Arc, for a moment, he wanted to believe she was, just for a moment, just for a moment let him be with his granddaughter again

And ough the Unova kids FUCKING SHIT😭😭😭😭

YOUR HONOUR PLEASE HILBERT AND IRIS REUNION IM GOING FUCKING INSANE CNSMCNDMND

Can you imagine cndmfnd can you fucking imagine Hilbert just tackling Iris to the ground, crying his heart out, not letting her go as the other kids went in to rush to her too, and just chmdnfnd ough just Hilbert burying his face on her hair, pulling her closer, his choked sobs the only thing she hears despite the chaos of the others being there w her too, and she's just cjmdnd just wrapping her arms around him, her own tears falling now too

God your honour they just make me so so fucking ill

Imagine the other kids asking her how they won against Plasma tho, what did they do specifically that they, the ones in this Iris' universe, succeeded, while they failed. And idk what would be the difference but maybe there is that one key thing that Iris and her friends did that managed to one up Plasma, maybe Iris got to Kyurem before Ghetsis, either way, they really can't change what happened in their universe now. Also imagine them telling Iris how she died in their universe tho, fucking imagine that fucking her up too cause Plasma really killed a child.

And ough Lance and his fam too cjdmdbdj man Clair would not let go of him anymore bet hahaha like homegirl saw her cousin, who's basically her brother at this point and parental figure, die before her eyes and now he's here again and she's not gonna let him go, not anymore, she's not gonna let him die again and just cbmdnd ough Lance pulling Clair close to him, rubbing circles on her back, telling her that "I'm here, I'm here, it's okay.. I'm not going anywhere, I promise." And Clair just cried harder cause that's what Lance always tells her back then when she's feeling down, and it's been years yknow, and suddenly she hears him saying that again fucking broke her

Silver's there trying real ass hard not to cry, but then Lance looks at him, worried as he opened his arms, and Silver rushed and crashed on them, holding both them close, still trying to hold in his tears. But ough cbxnxb Lance just kisses the top of his head, telling him that it's okay to cry, it's okay, "I'm here now, it's okay.."

Then Dia and Drasna pls your honour I'm being plagued by thoughts abt them in the toh au now this and just cbmdnd😭😭

Man Drasna's also not letting Dia go hahah and like yknow, Drasna's just fucking vibing bc her daughter is back, she's back and alive and well and not a single scratch on her and she's just so happy to see her again bcmdnd imagine Drasna cupping Dia's cheeks, her hands were trembling, voice wracked w tears, as she gently bumped their foreheads together, smth she always did w her kids when they were younger, and she's there softly caressing Dia's cheeks, whispering mostly to herself, "oh, my dear girl.. my darling Diantha.. you're back home.. you're finally back home to me.."

And Dia could only nod, her own tears falling down her face, hands on Drasna's wrist, running her thumbs along Drasna's wrist trying to calm her down, her own voice wavered, "I'm home.."