#THERES NO WAY YOU COULDVE MIXED US UP

[willkimurashat]

Can you fucking open your eyes???

All the islanders apparently:

[branmuffins22]

of all the things to just not bring up again about the events of kings tide, im surprised to see that luz being very nearly petrified didnt make that cut. like, she was seconds or less from being irreversibly turned into a statue, while nobody was around to help, completely at the mercy of belos.

sure, we saw this once before with eda, at the end of season 1, but shes a full grown adult, with a lot more experience being transformed against her will (what with the curse and all), and she had at least a whole day to come to terms with her impending demise, not to mention the years shes known she had it coming.

not luz. shes a child, the closest experience she had to this body horror was when she bodyswapped with eda for an afternoon, and she had maybe a minute, tops, between when her petrification was started on a whim and when it wouldve been complete. she was just a kid trying to convince an old bastard to stop his religiously-motivated genocide.

and somehow, she kept a cool head, cool enough to find a way out, cool enough to talk her executioner into stopping, and cool enough to turn the situation around on him right afterwards, flawed though that plan ended up being.

luz seems to have become the kind of person to be remarkably calm and competent under life-threatening pressure, only to pass that dread into the future. we saw this near the end of season 1 when she managed to walk all the way from the emperors castle to the owl house before finally breaking down, again when she was run ragged at the blight expo before coming home and crashing, and another time when she broke down as soon as the action stopped after the trip into the emperors mind.

ever since the end of season 1, she hasnt done a lot of panicking under duress like she used to do (like running away during the duel at the covention, and running from grom, to name a few), but she almost always brings it up again eventually, from her pride over the piece of the emperors mask she chipped off in their first fight, to the constant angst about the revelations in hollow mind, she clearly processes the emotions from those scenarios eventually.

not so with her petrification.

i suppose i can chalk it up to another casualty of the cut, but its really a huge shame that all we get to worry about from the events of kings tide is "the child god is running loose on the boiling isles while were stuck on earth, unable to ensure the safety of our loved ones", and then theres the whole new/old thing of belos somehow still being around, and it just feels so disconnected from that plot.

their time on earth couldve been a deeply emotional unpacking of all the stuff theyve been going through while they try to make it back, mixed with whatever adventures can be had, repeated failures and lingering repression leading up to luz's attempted narrative suicide, but instead we got "look how sad this all is, but look at all the fun times weve had, but now look how much sadder luz still is than everyone else, despite all those fun times we just showed you, and wOAH WATCH OUT! BELOS!"

idunno, one of the biggest reasons ive gotten into fanfic in the last month has been to explore the emotional consequences of all that stuff. one of my favorite oft-overlooked traumas is that luz had to endure the encroaching effects of a rather horrific death while simultaneously lying her way out of it, succeeding by such a small margin that it may as well have been a fluke that she survived at all. lots of potential for angsty nightmares and such, but none of it explored.

[afuckingsystemsthoughts]

ive been paying alot of attention to syscourse (both sides- anti endo and pro endo) and i came to a dark realization.

ive seen anti endo systems, just to prove they have a diagnosis, pull out proof of diagnosis as a superior card over endogenic systems and self diagnosed systems. and then it can easily be faked using microsoft excel. so whos to say the people who have the audacity to post their proof of diagnosis are really diagnosed? they couldve asked for someone elses valid diagnostic proof, you never know. this is the toxic anti endo community we're talking about.

ive seen pro endos and actual endos peacefully protest to misinformation on disordered systems, which you think the disordered systems would be thankful for. but instead the sysmeds cant accept an act of kindness from someone they see as inherently pathetic and attack them for appropriating or stealing disordered terms.

ive seen fakers who admitted it, and they were so fixated on "DID without the disordered part"- basically alters, switching and no distress associated with it. and anti endos latched onto this, they thought this was what being endogenic was about. when faking DID and endogenic plurality are two different things. endogenics are sometimes born with their headmates so its not a choice like faking would be, and hosts who create their systems consciously (willogenic/thoughtform/tulpa) dont do it to fake DID and its just as common as born plurals. theres many reasons for someone being plural that vary by the plural. one endogenic might be plural because of autism while another is plural because they made an oc and it turned into a headmate from being acted out enough (although unintentionally.) for example.

ive seen toxic people on both sides of syscourse. ive had personal experience with some of these anti endos- back when we were first diagnosed with DID, wed spend time in r/DID and got the wrong idea about what we were supposed to be like, not knowing theres no set way any DID system is supposed to be. they are the support group version of systemscringe. its because of this sub i struggled with validity in our first summer we were aware of our systemhood. it took me months to learn greyout amnesia was more common in DID systems and so was being unaware of switching (probably because switching and blackouts are the sensationalized part of DID.)

the point is being a system in the age of syscourse is tiring, especially a DID system. its confusing, painful and makes you feel things you wish you didnt. DID is already an instance in my daily life, whether it be because of dissociation, the occasional switch with amnesia, memory problems, denial, or therapy. DID is alot to manage especially with over 100 alters, most of them either innernauts or dormant. between journaling who co fronted with who, what dissociation if any we experienced today, and trying to keep up communication just to fight off impostor syndrome even when dissociative barriers are high, having DID is a full time job and we should be paid by now. add the stress of your own community being marginalized against each other in the mix.

and now for the realization?

i wish i didnt have DID because theres a toxic community for it, so much misinformation about it and fakers. its already exhausting to have but add syscourse onto it and suddenly it becomes overwhelming. like i just want to exist in peace with my system and build a drama free support group and its impossible.

[florenceisfalling]

gripping [redacted irl person] by the shoulders.

it does not matter how many r/egg_irl astolfo memes you pull up quite literally asking for random people (including cishets you just met???) to figure out your gender for you. the other queers are not going to feel safe around you when you spend your entire time on campus harassing people, misgendering transmascs in romantically/sexually charged ways, and getting a trans woman (who you Also misgender!) kicked out of her fucking housing. using "i wanna be a girl but im still cis though 👉👈" doesn't come across as endearing anymore when you tell younger transmascs that you wanna make them your gf and have kids with them, or when you used to tell everyone you were a cishet dude and literally fucking ran to physically chase down lesbians you'd never spoken to walking alone at night, or when you. I REITERATE. got a fucking trans woman kicked out of her dorm while calling her a man!! force her to switch to different housing by calling the fucking campus police on her because youre sad!!! and then lie saying she called them on you!!!! the only reason i felt bad for you and was nice to you was bc i thought you were just a sad maybe-autistic maybe-ace person who needed friends (and then maybe-trans maybe-woman maybe-lesbian) but your college experience seems dedicated to making life as hard as possible for every autie, trans person, woman, ace person, lesbian, and various mixes of the above you encounter - and then fucking lying and threatening everyone you consider your "friends" to get what you want after they repeatedly ask you to stop. i had enough of this when my exfriend fucking molested a girl and then said "i think i might be a transbian" as a poor attempt at an excuse (as if tgirls get away with that shit? as if they arent horribly scrutinized??) until all his cis guy friends forgot abt the girl's trauma and then went back to "nvm im a cishet guy :)" once everyone was chill with him again. i am fucking beyond tired of it now that its someone pulling the "i think i might be a transbian too" after fucking up so bad you couldve made a tgirl homeless and openly misgendering and mistreating other tgirls and sexually harassing other queers and refusing to spend any time around trans people (except for those you perceive as cis women - of course, including trans people who don't pass to your liking). stop asking me to decide whether your egg needs cracked or not and start treating trans women (and everyone else, too, what the fuck is wrong with you??) with respect and maybe you'll get some satisfying advice (since you didnt take mine) but at this point everyone is either scared of you or fucking hates you and theres not a single trans person ive met on this campus who has anything to say about you other than "oh yeah, that person stalked me/my friends". like sorry if im a little hesitant to validate you (AS IF YOU DESERVE IT AFTER CALLING SECURITY ON A TGIRL TO KICK HER OUTTT MY GOD I HATE YOU) but you also said "oh dont worry im ace :)" after sending weird sexual shit to someone (after they asked you to fucking QUIT) so youre not new to using your identity as a shield and now turning around and talking abt how you MAYBE are HYPOTHETICALLY a tgirl teehee but you cant decideeeee doesnt change the fact that your actions suck ASS!!!!!!!!!!!!! EXPLODE

[sidesteppostinghours]

:33 18 and 6 for cynthia and 23 and 42 for caine? also E for both of them?

evening!! hii sammy :D (and gm to you)!

18. What embarrasses them?

oh my beloved little girl gets embarrassed/flustered super easily, its a trait many (ortega and themmy) have exploited before. broadly, something that would embarrass her is just being put in the center of attention. shes got extremely low arrogance, she prefers sticking to the sidelines whenever possible. its also a role shes more used to playing– back in her sidestep days, she was a sidekick, and even earlier than that, back in the farm, she specialized more on tailing and tracking people. she wasnt trained to act in front of a group of people that wasnt serving them, and alongside her whole,,, thing with the past, shed revisit it often and itd be a nightmare for her lol.

6. Do they consider laws flexible, or immovable?

ooh this is interesting. hmmm. id say she defaults to laws being immovable, but given the right incentive she could find out some creative ways to push them. i guess the best way to explain it is like. you know dnd alignments? yeah shed be lawful good, but resting on the trigger finger of true neutral. it wasnt like that before she met the rangers, id categorize her as lawful neutral because of what the farm taught her, but the rangers gave her a sense of purpose and morality that shifted that neutrality into good. she still gets apprehensive when she thinks about going against what shes been told, especially since she grew up with this getting drilled into her.

23. How does envy manifest itself in them (they take what they want, they become resentful, etc)? 

you know, caines not the type to get jealous over what people have, its not useful to think about what couldve been when they could be spending their time thinking about how to use the resources hes got effectively and overall hes very content with the draw life has given him, so-

*remembers mortums lab exists*

i take back everything i just said, caine would strangle god with his bare hands for the chance to play with her lab

for him though, envy ends up being more of a mix of wistfulness and awe. hes not very antagonistic when he gets like this, youll just get a lot of questions from them and possibly see the very rare caine puppy dog eyes as they stare forlornly at the item they want (which. lets be real here. is more than likely something tech related. you will never see caine as happy as when he got the chance to play with ortegas mods).

42. How badly do they want to reach their end goal? 

a reasonable amount! dont. dont look at the driven achievement. no you dont have to check their drive stat, hey stop looking at the stats-

hes willing to do what it takes to achieve his goals, no matter how badly it hurts, because he genuinely believes its that important. theyll sacrifice a lot for what they believe is the greater good. its less that he wants to reach his end goal, and more that they need to. its something that goes beyond what they feel (and thats part of the reason they attribute their motivation to fate rather than justice!).

E) Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you?

Caine- theyre already very difficult to get close to usually, and hes rather aloof and hard to talk to. theyre polite, just,,, distant. i already struggle with holding conversations so itd peter out very quick. unless we somehow got on the subject of tech. in which case fuck yeah i know how to work my way through an infodump and itd probably be a fun conversation. most likely though, wed be in the same room and minding our own business lol.

Cynthia- oh i would hate talking to her. SHED BE NICE AND POLITE AND SWEET BUT GOD SHED BE SO DIFFICULT TO TALK TO. we both tend to react to the energy the other person gives off but our default state is quiet and polite, with the anxiety of a nervous lapdog. everytime id think of talking to her id probably have an anxiety spike because theres so few things to talk about, both of us require specific dialogue options to unlock character information and i could not deal with that stress 😭😭😭

questions from here!

[whosthatdccharacter]

Heyo! We've done six of these so far and it's been fun running this little game for yall. I hope its entertaining for you!

Now that we've got some under our belts I wanted to open up for feedback on a few different points. Im going to go over how ive done stuff so far, so if you have any thoughts on aspects of it you can chime in.

Putting the rest under the cut since it's kind of long.

1. Timing

So far I've tried to post new ones at sort of random times in the day so it doesn't give any one a consistent advantage. Im US Eastern and posts might go up anytime between 8am and 2am. I might even use the queue to schedule round the clock.

Another timing thing is that when someone guesses right, I give at least a few hours more before posting the reveal. It's just to give people a little more time to play, even if someone gets the answer right away. That's not to say you cant play after the reveal posts go up, but if youre anything like me, as soon as the ability to see the answer is available im clicking that link lol.

And since the reveal post tags the winner, I wait at least a few more hours for the next silhouette post so the prev winner doesnt have the advantage of being notified of the next one.

So a question here is should I wait longer or shorter on any of these areas? Do you like that its only one unrevealed at a time?

2. Difficulty level

This has been the hardest because it's a learning curve to find what's easy, what's hard, and why. There are SO many characters and runs, so it's hard to know if something I thought was memorable was even a blip on other people's radars. So ive tried to do a mix of difficulties.

Easier ones mean more people have the satisfaction of guessing and maybe getting it right, but if it's too easy then it might feel like these are puzzles for babies.

Harder ones mean a challenge and a lot of satisfaction if you figure it out or know that it's some niche thing. But if it's too hard then nobody gets it and it can feel kind of bullshit.

So what im wondering here is, do you feel like these have been too easy or too hard? Do you like it being a mix?

3. Character and image selection

If I put up a straightforward silhouette of Etrigan, everyone's going to get it and there's no challenge. On the flip side if i did a silhoutte or jason blood standing in a contextless room its like that could be literally any random man, so itd lead to random guesses. So ive been trying to find the sweet spot of the silhouette being somewhat familiar but not completely unique, and the rest of the image with some stuff going on. I think that's been going well but it does mean it relies on me and my ability to make a good little puzzle of it. So i hope I've been doing an alright job in that area.

Choosing from particular runs is interesting. I usually think of a character first then go find something they were in. Im finding the stories with other characters and team ups are good options to provide that extra context. But then the tricky part is that i have to be at least somewhat aware of whats popular and whats not. I dont want to use a panel from a run nobody read (unless its really good), and I also dont want to do one so infamous that everyone knows it like the back of their hand. So as with choosing particular images, I hope my choice of titles I'm sourcing these from has been fair.

4. How to guess

I went with tags so it encourages people to reblog and hopefully spread awareness of the blog. I think its also the easiest way people are inclined to interact per post. We couldve done asks but sometimes those get dropped by tumblr, and all the reveal posts would be answers to asks instead of standalone posts.

I like the idea that even for old ones people can still play and have fun with guessing on their own. Not sure if theres a clever way to encourage that.

And i hope the leaderboard is fun. Just a small incentive to participate. Its like saying nice job, thank you for playing.

5. Hints

As mentioned previously, if over a day goes by and nobodys got it ill post a hint. I've only done one hint so far and i was really not sure how subtle or overt i should be. Idk if anyone has thoughts about it?

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So that's it. That's the process behind things and kind of where my mind is on it. I want it to be fun and chill, so if you ever have feedback about something you can always send an ask. It can be about the topics here or really at anytime about anything.

Thanks for playing everyone! Keep it up!

[krunchylegs]

literal yap

i am so mad at myself bc i feel like ive basically reset my progress, ive walked a lot today (18k steps) but i feel sick rn bc i overate. i literally planned out my meals but when i was out i ate twice and then i was like, 'itll be fine ill skip dinner and it wont be too much' but then i ate dinner bc i played badminton (which im happy to get back into) but i think that made me hungry, and then i made myself breakfast and lunch for tomorrow and atm im using a protein powder with fat free greek yogurt and peanut butter mix for my breakfast (it is not low cal unfortunately but idk how to make it any lower and i dont want to remove the peanut butter). but anyways, thats what ive been eating for breakfast since like today basically, but i like it a lot and i wanted to eat it so bad but i knew id be so pissed and i was gonna just wait but then i decided to be an idiot and just made another serving of it and ate it and i didnt even measure anything properly and now i feel so dumb😭😭 im trying to give myself a little bit of slack bc today was super stressful for me bc im starting college and today was my first day and theres been a little family issues recently and i felt like shit and super emotional today so i think that might be why i just gave in to my cravings, its not even actual hunger its just what my brain wants not what my body is even asking for.

im not going to let this stop me tho, failing is just apart of the process ig 💔

also i was thinking about beginning ballet as an adult, ive only had a few classes when i was really little but ive been obsessed with ballet for like 2 or 3 years now and i felt too old to start but now im 18 and im like damn i couldve started during that time and i wouldve at least been somewhere with it by now 😭 but who cares, ik ballet is one of those things that most ppl only do if they grew into it but i feel like i didnt really get the chance to have a feel for it and if i hate it then at least i tried it. and ik its hard and ik itll be difficult but for me its more about having fun so yeah, im gonna ask my mum soon if i can join a class, she basically said that this year is my year to get all of my artsy stuff out of the way :/ so i may as well try pick something up to do. i just hope im not as isolated this year. i hated 6th year (final yr of highschool), literally no friends 😭 but like fr no one talked to me and i was so isolated it literally felt weird to talk for more than a few seconds. hopefully itll be different this time and i can make some friends, being lonely sucks so hard and its so cringe too like wdym ur in the bathroom stall the whole lunch period bc you dont want to eat + u got no friends, like bruh.

that school food was nasty tho idk why mfs were genuinely running for it...

[frostbite-the-bat]

Okay mayhaps I have a few more

I wanna run (Webkinz)

2-X All the Times (rhythm doctor)

Dreams of our generation (rhythm heaven, English)

Voiceless (siivagunner (ITS A REAL SONG TRUST ME))

I hope I'm getting the right links for this!

(I Wanna Run)

couldn’t listen all the way through | not my thing | it’s okay | kinda catchy | ok i really like this | downloading immediately | already in my library

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Not a very fun listen, not exactly my type, but it could be the quality doing it. idk. my ears are not enjoying themselves. can see why this was fun to some people, tho!

also made me remember that webkinz songs exist and that someone i used to know said she 'wrote a song' for the haters she had but it turned out to be stay away from me. its tied to kinda some traumatic stuff in my life so i won't discuss it but this part specifically it was funny

anyways these guys want to be dj cadence so badly and theyre failing im sorry webkinz music is NOT IT

(All The Times)

couldn’t listen all the way through | not my thing | it’s okay | kinda catchy | ok i really like this | downloading immediately | already in my library

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yeaaahh kinda a boring listen at first. i dont like slow sad piano music that's one of my main turn off's unless it then turns Hype or is Nostalgic n shit. for this i had to look up the lyrics to.

it gets better later on but id listen to this maybe only if it was the parts without the sad singing and sad piano im sorry not my thing i really dislike sad piano music. (those parts are head boppy tho!!)

very well made tho and i like the mixing. prolly couldve chosen a better rythym doctor to introduce me with the games ost jshshsj i did wanna play it before after all

(Dreams of Our Generation)

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couldn’t listen all the way through | not my thing | it’s okay | kinda catchy | ok i really like this | downloading immediately | already in my library

lil headboppy! pretty gentle and fun! not exactly my thing. can stand thru listening to once or twice (i did lsiten to it twice) but not smthn id be replaying. i like the guy just goin YEA!! THATS RIGHT!!

my ears still are kinda like... mehhhghh.h.bhtzntz i couldnt make it thru a second listen - im veeery picky and slow when it goes to new music so when my brain says no it says no - even if i think this is a nice song. still - not exactly my thing!

(Voiceless)

THIS ONE I SIGHED AS I READ IT but also anticipating i'll like this one the most. (hasnt listened to it yet as i'm typing)

couldn’t listen all the way through | not my thing | it’s okay | kinda catchy | ok i really like this | downloading immediately | already in my library

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ohh right off the bat loving the guitar this may be a banger! like that more. aaand now its slow i like that less (if you cant tell i like higher energy stuff. not always tho)

i CANNOT understand this singing but then again im not reading the lyrics. but it is a bit hard to hear over the guitar i think they shouldve made it a bit louder. its nOT quite there but ALMOST with the singing

but yeah. not the biggest hit at first but its something i could get used to. but seriously the singing being so quiet is putting me off its giving me more sensory issues than im already having right now with these headphones

theres some stops where id typically expect a sick ass guitar solo but its NOT THERE and im falling on my KNEES.

in conclusion: IM VERY PICKY AND HARD TO CATER TO WITH MUSIC. ᶠᵘʳʳʸ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏᶜᵒʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵒˡᵈ ⁿᶦᵍʰᵗᶜᵒʳᵉ ˢᵒⁿᵍˢ ʳᵘᶦⁿᵉᵈ ᵐʸ ᵐᵘˢᶦᶜ ᵗᵃˢᵗᵉ AND I PROMISE IM NOT ALWAYS NEGATIVE LOOOL but if i have a comment on my mind i will say it im just gonna be honest. good music but NOT for me, yknow?

[bastardsofravenkroft-blog]

speak now tv for me on first listen:

in general:

i love the heavier and more unfiltered (?) guitar work, it suits speak now soooo well. hate whoever the backup singer dude is. their voice is not good with hers imo, its really throwing me off. i dont like how quiet her secondary/backup vocals/‘improvs’ are either. its hard to tell if i like the mix or not yet bc its just different yk

in specific:

i like all the vault tracks. theyre good. anyone who thought castles crumbling would be scream-y i have full rights to call you silly. i can see you was way more of a banger than i thought it would be.

fucking hate mine. i will not be listening to it i dont think. which is the first rerecord i absolutely cannot stand. remember when big wigs came up on you belong with me tv and said its a totally different song and thats me with mine. its awful

sparks fly - pretty good overall, doesnt quite match the heart of the og but i think thatll be a running theme unfortunately.

back to december - perfect. theres a sorta loud like horn or something after the first chorus but its fine. very good taysquared fans are FED.

speak now - perfect. solid. nothing to say bc its a pretty nothing song really but its great.

dear john - honestly was just okay until the middle really. then she really gets into i feel, and it fucking hits. the girl in the dress wrote you a song. and you shouldve known.

mean - i love it! sounds like how it did when they played it live. its fun

the story of us - meh. its not bad at all but its not like. magical either. i like the og better but this is still perfectly listenable

never grow up - three times as good as the original. listening to this was like hearing it for the first time at 14 when someone had one of the most prevalent thoughts in my head into one song.

enchanted - the model rerecord (kinda). this is what they should be. not all of them are going to be exact remakes, but this one is pretty damn close but still has its own personality. WIN.

better than revenge - BANGER. THE FUCKING BACKING VOCALS. i dont mind the lyric change, its hers to change, and i dont think thats much of anybody’s business. shes come to terms with the way she treated another woman when she was 18 and i personally wont shit on her for that. and she couldve intentionally made it shit so a lyric that still works well and illustrates the picture? yes please

innocent - better than the original. better. esp the bridge. no more words cause i will be crying. (also i didnt know for years this shit was about kanye and ngl that did sour it a bit but its MINE so I WILL NOT BE CARING. ty)

haunted - ehhhhh. this is one of my favorite ts songs literally ever bc i was born and raised to be an emo piece of shit, i love the second half, but im not sold on the first half. i hope this is one that mega grows on me, and im still so fucking disappointed not to have an acoustic rerecord :( hopefully itll be added later bc its so fucking good

last kiss - the two seconds of waiting for this to play were like every first day of school all over again. but like enchanted its stellar, she got into it from the beginning and i always forget what an amazing song this is until i listen to it again. i wrote this song out in full at least five times in the journal i had at the time. i really love this version just as much.

long live - so fucking faithful??? WHERE WAS THIS ENERGY FOR MINE??? UGGHHHHHHH anyways shes cute! i like. not super attached to this song anymore but i like this way more than the og even i think. a spruce up was what it needed for me i think

ours - its really really different, and i have no feelings really bc ive never really liked it lol. it flows better i think now, but its still a boring weee im in love song so eh

superman - i really didnt listen to this lmao, it didnt deserve to be on any version of speak now imo, esp now hearing the vault tracks, i wouldve liked foolish one more (timeless is more red to me, she was a bit too immature for when emma falls in love and castles crumbling to sound right, and the other songs were too pop for speak now really)

no matter what though, red and speak now will never be replaceable for me. i love these versions but listening to the originals as a young teenage girl and feel heard and seen in ways i never had been before and working through so many complicated things with the help of those songs is something the rerecords will never have.

also whoever said she could remove one of her best songs from arguably one of her best albums.

[hiveplague]

Swapisle au

hello so if your reading this your atleast some what intrested apolgizes  there will be spelling and grammer misteaks and cusswords Clementine (swapisle the skele bros big sister ) this is a au i made the main theme of this au is just generlly CHAOTIC GREMLINS clementine tends to go by any pronouns she/her he/him they/them they are genderfluid and demisexual there au underground theme is more enchanted there house is actually a lovley cottage and there brother (whos nickname is tea) is part of the royal gaurd tho he just watches over his post simlar to underswap papyrus  a funfact is clementine is generally more confrontive but not confrontive at a same time they have there momments for example there was one time they gave alphas a verbal beat down for attacking the human when they first met  they more care about others then themself in this au magic is alittle differnt aswell now lets talk about tea he is generall fine with most things hes pan lmao and he is the royal judge simlar to classic sans role however he is abit more observent and drops hints to his sister more often however the fun thing is that all siblings reamber the resets but clementine acts all nice and happy but when they break down they break down its.... diffuclate to say the least now to headcannons BECAUSE BOY I HAVE ALOT ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 🌟 tea actually has insomnia the poor soul and he also has a unhealthy love for black tea and honey the only reason clementine is against it is because the amount they consume per day is more then water tho tea has water in it its not enough to have the correct amout per day and the caffine is over doing it 🌟tea most of the time is like classic threw the  genocide runs they dont do anything however his sister is a differnt story but we will get to her headcannons after tea 🌟tea littrly has found clementine on the roof in a onsie and was so confused and concerned this had happened when they were really young 🌟tea dose know of the other aus since he worked as a scinetiest with his gaster witch will have headcannons here aswell 🌟 tea appearance is way diffrent then his sister he has patches of brownish lack dots all over his bones along with hints of a hibiscus color dits aswell the hibiscus dits and brownish black dots are on his face aswell they look like freckles and his eyelights are a lovely hbiscus color mixed with green it looks like a field of flowers in a way 🌟 tea is 8′6 🌟 he wears tank tops most often and often steel toed boots he tends to also wear a hoodie around his waist thats a gold color that has black snake patern on it 🌟 hes the younger sibling just tall ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 🌟 now for there gaster whos nickname i have dubed him  apoco he has insomnia aswell but also ADD or ADHD but the more chill version of it that makes you have no energy and multitask on every little thing  🌟 apoco actually made tea and clementine and  gaurd threw using abit of his dust in a machine tho if there were more skeleton monsters they couldve combinded there magic to create tea and apoco but both of these process are dangerous 🌟 hes actually a good father belive it or not and the core accident didnt happen well it did but he didnt fall into the core tho he no longer works as the royal scinestist  🌟he apperenice is a mix of teas and clementine who is sometime called bee by her father for her love of the tiny things his eyes ocsinally change color not as bad as clementine or bee  🌟 he WILL throw hands with you in the genocide rout no queastion asked  🌟 HE IS TALL OML his height is 10′8  tho tea is catching up to him then theres just poor tea the poor woman lol 🌟 he has brittle bones they break easy and get hurt easy so he has to be careful because hurt bones are a PAIN to deal with  🌟 he can sing funny enough tea has described his singing to others simlar to a sirens  🌟 this fancy mf wears a trench coat that has sun and star patterns on it along with potion like symbols on it  ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 🌟now we have clementines whos nicknames are bee  freezy  rain and a few more 🌟 she got the bad end of the stick of the genes in apocos side her bones are brittle as fuck like his  and scoliosis she also cant move her hips at all and will have to get them rebroken to connect them with the right parts to be able to move them and she got the mental end of the stick she has paranoid schizophrenia and ADHD Bipolar and a few more that will be updated over time she also has anxiety and depression tho she is geting medicine for these things 🌟her appearance is generally like swap sans but she has light rose quartz pink dots with olive and mint green spots that look simlar to mini   daffodil flowers there is also a occasionally purple and blueish and purple lavender daffodil marks her eye lights change there most often her natural color of a lovley blueish green it looks like a ring and the colors are flooding into eachother her  outer eyelight part are a greyish blue and the inside is a vibrant olive green tho her eye lights change alot of colors  when angry they tend to be brown and gold she also has the rose quartz colored dots along with the olive and mint green and purple and gold dots an dlittle daffodil like markings on her face like freckles and markings 🌟she loves animals and with her ADHD she tends to be hyper 24/7 and has random crashes she forgets alot of times and she will blurt out random things or because her ADHD she will copy random noises and make them her room is full of weighted plushies and blankets and many many plushies such as snake octopus dragons and bees also has cats and birds hidden in there 🌟her height is 5′5 when it comes to the family tho she climbs to get most things shes alittle gremlin lol her brother and father often have a tough time keeping up with her energy  🌟 she cooks really well she tends to have a more southern way of cooking and it taste amazing and she dosent know how to do portions when she cooks she cooks for everyone so yes i can imagine her randomly bringing foods for the star sanses and bad sanses secretly and droping it off  🌟her outfit is a turtle neck that ranges from colors and fluffy winter boots  she wears gloves purely she dislikes people she dosent know liking her she also has a black scarf  that she will wrap around her face when she gets a episode and HATES dislikes people seeing any part of her body she also dose wear glasses occasionally even tho shes as blind as a bat she only wears then occasionally  simply the cold clouds glasses like a bitch so she often uses her hands or hearing to find where things are and is really good at it 🌟her personality is chaotic she has moments where she acts chaotic and makes violent jokes and shit 🌟she would defiantly be friends with lust and horror and outer and farmer 🌟she loves growing her own herbs and making jam and tea from flowers she drinks tea but not as much as her brother 🌟her hands are really shaky at times and she will panic because she sometimes hears things that arnt there not vioces like error but things she gets scared very easily so expect her to jump and let out alittle squeak if you come up behinde her  🌟 she hates being alone but also likes it its more she hates silence she also deffinatlly people saying shes a people pleaser since the first half of her life she had spent faking a personality that the specific person wanted instead of using the personality that was hers she often falls into this habit again and just calls her self fake even tho this was implented on her by a specific person from the au  she crys easily when yelled and she will say sorry for everything 🌟she actually has snaped in a genocide route and killed the human before   🌟 she uses a weapon that rang it can be a staff at some points with double sided crystal points at each side or a full on great sword or daggers she also can use a bow 🌟she despises aphlys  for trying to hurt her brother at one point because she was mad she fucking whooped alphys ass she also refuses to join the royal gaurd  🌟 she much prefers to be the undergrounds and snowdens local baker and  cafe worker  🌟 she runs a caffe called ‘Hidden Academy’ its witched and magic themed theres paintings on the wall of a magical hidden forest and dragons griffions flying on the walls and on one side of the cafe is ocean themed with sea serpents in the water along with sirens singing on rocks and then the roof is a night sky with glowing stars and comets  🌟 shes generally chill about the work outfit but most employs get to choose the color of a witch hat they want they can decorate the hat and there uniform is color themed to match the outfit 🌟 her outfit is olive green mixed with purple and she has little crysal and herb symbols on her witch hat with a viel hanging from the hat to cover her face she can see threw the viel dw  🌟she loves upbeat music but music in generally  🌟 she can travel threw aus her magic concludes of being able to freeze stuff and lightning along with bone and gaster blaster magic  🌟 she can and will shock you a tiny bit if you piss her off 🌟 this little shit can be vicous she is very competive in battle  🌟 her love language is pychical touch gifts and she loves hearing words of affirmative she needs  loves to know shes doing a good job 🌟 deffinatlly the little spoon but will switch to big spoon at times  🌟shes allways cold but her bodys allways warm like a heater so she will snuggle a person whos warm or warm things 🌟clementine birthday is march 26 ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 🌟now for the sans of this au his nickname is gaurd or more simply called plague 🌟he looks simlar to clementine and tea but his colors are more vibrant and instead of droplet or daffodil markings he has star markings that also look simlar to roses and his eye lights are a ocean blue tho they sometimes change to light blue 🌟 he is the second oldest and shortest clementine holds that title both sulkingly and proudly lol 🌟you actually can die in a battle with him and if he sees you try and fight his siblings oh dear goodness pray for yourself 🌟he tends to use a sword or daggers more then his bone attacks

🌟he loves fuzzy things just like clementine but is a walking heater 🌟he is often found at clementines cafe/diner 🌟 hes pretty chill and tends to be entergetic but not as bad as the classic papyrus  🌟 he is in the royal gaurd actually  🌟 hes the second in command of the royal gaurd 🌟 he wears gloves and his outfit is a guard uniform with a cape and hood with a snake mark on it  🌟 the outfit is more of a black turtle neck that has no sleves and blueish black pants and boots 🌟hes height is 6′6

[whoreanghae]

apartment 308 ; lee chan

genre - strangers to lovers, neighbours au, fluff

wordcount - 1.8k

disclaimers - lowercase on purpose, no proofreading, fic under the cut

a/n - wow i havent posted literally allll summer. ive been super busy, but now im back to school so i finally have time to write again :P this is just a short one that ive had in my drafts for a while, its not perfect my apologies. hope u enjoy mwah

you rummaged through your cupboards as the oven beeped, signalling that it was done preheating. you couldve sworn that you had more sugar. the sugar you had in the bag was barely half of what the recipe called for. the rest of the ingredients were already mixed together in the bowl, so you didnt have time to run to the nearest convenience store. so, begrudgingly, you made your way to the neighbouring apartment. you hated having to introduce yourself this way, but you had never even seen them leave before, so theres a time for everything. 

shoving your feet into the pair of shoes next to the door, you propped the door open as you headed to the door just down the hall. the aging numbers on the door read 308. you knocked lightly, suddenly wondering if the cookies you were making were even worth it. as you were contemplating leaving, the door in front of you creaked open and a man stood in the doorway, a small smile on his face. he looked to be around your age, not much older. he was wearing a black tshirt paired with a pair of black sweatpants. he was very attractive, but you had to get back to the matter at hand instead of just oogling at him like a weirdo.

“hi! im y/n, i live next door, i was wondering if i could borrow like, a cup of sugar? im baking cookies and i literally just used up the last of what i had.” you finished with a chuckle. he nodded, the same smile on his face from when you had arrived. “of course! just wait right here, ill go grab some for you.” he hurried off into his apartment as you stood in the hallway of the apartment building. you waited around for a moment before he returned to the doorway with a container of sugar in his hands. you took it and thanked him profusely, apologizing for the nature of your first meeting. he laughed and brushed it off. wow, his laugh was like music to your ears. just as you were about to go back to your apartment, he spoke up again. “oh, im chan by the way! if you ever need anything you can stop by, i dont mind.” you nodded and smiled. “thank you chan, the same goes for you as well.” he grinned wider as you gave a meek wave and he closed his door. you shut your apartment door behind you as you returned to making your batch of cookies.

the timer in the kitchen began to blare, signalling that your baking was done. the smell of fresh baked cookies filled the air in your apartment, a heavenly smell to say the least. you carefully took them out and placed them on top of the stove. after they had cooled down, you took a couple off of the tray you had baked them on and placed them in the container that chan gave you the sugar in. you replaced the cover and headed out to the door again. you stood in front of chans apartment and lightly knocked. the building was so quiet that you could hear the footsteps leading up to the door. as the door opened, chan stood in front of you yet again. you held out the container and his eyes lit up. “thank you so much!” he took the container and gasped when the bottom was still warm. “its no problem, if anything you helped me make them, its the least i could do.” you gave him a warm smile as he thanked you again. the happiness in his eyes made you want to bake forever. you said your goodbyes again as you returned to your apartment and put away the rest of the cookies that you had left for yourself. you smiled to yourself without noticing as you removed the cookies from the parchment they were baked on. 

some time had passed, and it had been a while since youd seen chan. after the baking situation, you had actually spoken to him more when you would see him. whether that be in the lobby, or your shared hallway, you would often stop and have little conversations. as it turns out, you two actually have quite a lot in common. but in the past few weeks, you had only seen him in quick glances in the hallway. short smiles and small ‘hello’s were the extent of your interactions. but even in the last month, you hadnt seen him at all. a part of you was concerned, but you knew that he could just be busy, or your schedules could just not have lined up like they did before. the thought even came up that he couldve moved. but you try to not think about it. this particular day, you had suddenly gotten a craving for muffins. knowing already that you had all of the ingredients, you decided to get straight into it. you pulled up a recipe and began mixing your ingredients in a bowl. as you read down through the recipe, you reached up into your cupboards to get the bag of sugar. as you grab the bag, you realize that it is way lighter than you expect. you dump the sugar into a measuring cup, and it doesnt even reach the halfway point for what the recipe requires. you sigh and put down the measuring cup. maybe it was a sign.

the hallway is quiet as you close the door behind you. you make your way to the familiar apartment door, realizing how weird you must look asking for sugar again. but, you push those thoughts to the back of your head as the door swings open. this time, youre not face to face with chan. the man in the doorway is taller, but with similar kind eyes. youve seen him come and go, but never seen him this close. hes handsome, but in a different way than chan was. he smiles as you snap out of your daze. “hi! nice to meet you, im y/n, i live next door, could i borrow a little bit of sugar please? i always seen to run out as soon as im making something.” you both chuckle and he nods. “nice to meet you as well, y/n! of course, come on in ill go grab you some.” he steps aside so you can come into the apartment. you look around as you wait. the apartment is tidy, and has a warm feel to it. its definitely lived in, and if you were to guess you would say there are multiple people besides the man at the door. you hear chatter in the kitchen, but you cant make out voices. 

after a few minutes, he comes back to you with a small bag of sugar in hand. he gives you another smile as he puts the bag in your hands. “is that enough?” you nod profusely. “oh goodness yes, thank you so much!” he leans against the table in the living area as you give him an appreciative look. “oh! im junhui by the way, but you can call me jun.” you chat with jun for a little bit longer before you have to take off and finish your muffins. as you hurry out the door, you could swear you caught a glimpse of someone else inside. but, you shut the door and rush back to finish your muffins.

after your timer rings, you put your muffins onto cooling racks as you look for a container big enough for some muffins. as the muffins cool, you quickly write up a little note for chan, in the off chance he might answer that door again. you jot down a little message, and include your phone number at the bottom of the note. you fold it over, writing ‘chan :)’ on the outside. you put 6 muffins into the container just to be safe, and tuck the note in your pocket as you shuffle out your door again. 

there you stand again, outside door 308. you start to wonder if the note was stupid, he probably didnt even think anything of your interactions anyways. part of you wants to leave the muffins at the door and walk back to your apartment. but, you knock anyways. it seems quicker this time, as the door creaks open and jun is standing in the doorway. you try to not be disappointed, but you did hope that chan would be on the other side of the door. you tell jun about the muffins and he looks incredibly grateful, and he laughs, gesturing at the two extra muffins on top. you tilt your head in confusion as he clarifies. “oh! theres four of us, so we’ll probably have to cut these last two in half to avoid some fights.” you both chuckle as a voice from inside the apartment calls out, asking who’s at the door. “it’s our neighbour, y/n, i got muffins!” theres some quiet shuffling in the apartment as someone appears at juns side. 

chans eyes lit up as soon as he saw you. but youre sure that yours did too. jun looks between the two of you and giggles as he steps away with the container, leaving the two of you alone at the door. “how are you, i havent see you all month!” you say as chan pulls you in for a hug. he explains how his job can get super busy really quick, and how the hours he works are super flexible and can be different all the time. the two of you stand and chat with smiles plastered on your faces, until someone inside calls out to chan, and he has to go back inside. before turning away, you quickly slip the note into his palm and give each other another smile. as the door closes, you stay in front of the door for a moment, trying to collect yourself.

sitting in your apartment later that evening, your phone buzzes.

Maybe: Chan : hey y/n, this is chan :)

y/n : hi chan :))

chan <3 : i was thinking, maybe sometime we could bake something together? maybe we can call it a date.. i can bring the sugar hehe

y/n : hahaha, you know what? i think id love that :) 

from that day on, you coincidentally never had sugar on hand again.

[nicomrade]

🥰 pls go off about miss fujiko....

you know that thing that goes "everything is sex except sex which is power"? miss fujiko understood that perfectly and she knows love is control and she needs control over her own life. and i think her 'femme fatale' characterization and her 'business woman' characterization get to that same thing, it's just that one has her get control through her Female Qualities and the other has her get it through Money. she girlbosses gaslights gatekeeps because shes not going to be made to feel small/powerless (again?) and well, who doesnt want things to go their way. who doesnt want to be in charge. who doesnt like to make the law bend under their boot. who doesnt like to feel powerful, important, feared.

and i think ok so i dont have an opinion on her backstory cause i think it fits her a lot to not have any of her past really Defined cause, who IS fujiko mine? where does the liar and manipulator end and where does the person begin? is it even worth it to make a distinction? and its made obvious in the 3rd episode of her mini series cause here she is under a fake name and a wig looking after kids (fujiko doesnt like kids) being a Nice Woman Lady and she befriends goemon that way and then she reveals shes actually Fujiko Mine, evil liar deceitful manipulator etc and its like well . . . . fujiko no offense but arent both of those personas? didnt you show some of your true colors while wearing the wig and arent you lying with your hair down? arent you both the mask and the wearer? isnt there a middleground, a compromise between the two identities? arent you just buying into the misogyny thats been projected onto you? neither madonna nor whore etc etc etc

AND... ok i have 2 more things i wanna bring up the first one is really quick so she hums and sings kinda often all things considered right? in part 1 ep 2 shes introduced singing in the shower (sorry about that scene btw) and in part 2 she befriends nessie (!!) because shes singing and the cryptid likes it, theres more exemple of this kinda thing. so my little head canon is that her dream job/fantasy job/whatever is to be a musical actress? like shes happy being a thief/spy/etc and if she wasnt one she prolly would do something else but she leans against her bike sometime and thinks well thatd be neat wouldnt it..... Performing... doing her little songs... in pretty costumes... on a stage......

i was gonna bring up her backstory episode frm part 1 but i already told you about it like 3 times so ... im still kinda mad about how part 5 wrote her cause like yeas good explore her relationship w lupin pogger but also dont make it look like SHES the one left wondering about the others feelings. its like. eveyrone knows lupin loves her he tells her every morning and zenigata knows it and everyone knows it SHES the one sending mixed signals (queen behavior) with a complicated relationship with sexuality (due to using it as a weapon/tool like dont even get me started on how her refusing to kiss lupin CAN be read as her refusing to TRICK him because she uses her sexuality to TRICK people and its become so hard to dissociate the two) wtf was i saying. OH YE AND SO HER asking HIM what his feelings for her are is out of character and nonsensical he shouldve been the one to be like "hey fujicakes so u saved my life this is poggers and all but i havent seen you in 9months, last time you said you needed space from me and now ure just flirting like nothing happened? what the fuck?" and her arc being you know. . . . having to be honest with people for once in her life wouldve been way more interesting than putting her in a literal cage in a wedding dress sitting on her ass :)

BUT i dont wanna make it look like her whole character is tied to lupie they couldve gone w something entirely different too. what if they made her pass the bechdel test for once PLEASE give her homoerotic interactions with the (adult) npc girl this time please please please youre NOTHING

IN CONCLUSION: I'm not sure what I'm looking for anymore / I just know that I'm harder to console / I don't see who I'm trying to be instead of me / But the key is a question of control (depeche mode a pain that im used to)

[help-i-need-a-cool-username]

So right now my whole dash is a mix of The Witcher and RWBY. So i was sitting here laughing at the fact those two things have nothing in common. But then i remembered 🤦‍♀️ huntsmen and huntresses fight the grimm... the grimm are monsters... witchers are made for the specific purpose of fighting monsters... both these shows are about killing monsters

In a effort to defend myself id like to point out how theres almost no other similarities that hold up past "thats kinda like this"

EDIT: i went and played myself there i started looking at the "kinda"s and accidentally mightve made the beginnings for a RWBY!AU for The Witcher. WHICH I AM VERY SURPRISED i managed to merge THIS MUCH together

Geralt fights with a sword... so many RWBY characters fight with swords. Granted most of them added guns to them but at least Jaune is out there with a normal sword

Witchers can handle a lot more damage than normal people... huntsmen/tresses take more damage than normal untrained people

RWBY is a fantasy sci-fi combination setting and one of the fantasy elements is that there used to be a lot of magic around but now its just fragments left. And it manifests in two ways: everyone has their own personal superpower (which they have to unlock) (called a semblance), and magic rocks (called Dust) that contain elemental magic which is released when you break it. Witchers have signs, and i dont remember what they all are but i know one of them is fire

Portals exist. Granted unless you're one of the immortal humans or relic spirits that are still walking around they can only be made by someone's semblance. The only portal semblance in the show so far is called Kindred Link, and has a lot of negative emotions wrapped up in it/that particular person but it does make me think a bit about Geralt and Yennefer and the djinn... with the who being permanently�� tied to another person for the rest of time thing

Jaskier follows Geralt around for the adventure stories. Ruby said in episode 1 or 2 that "sure i could be a police officer, but theres just something more romantic about being a huntress" and later on Yang admits that she's only becoming a huntress because "i want adventure! Im a adrenaline junkie. Being a huntress just lines up with that". So in a AU Jaskier following Geralt around still has merit

Remember those immortals i mentioned? Well one of them made a few semi-immortals called Maidens which outside the two immortals are the only people who can actually use magic, and it has a wacky inheritance policy. Long story short 1) only young women can inherit 2) the powers are transferred to the last girl in the maiden's dying thoughts (unless she's thinking about someone else, then the selection process becomes randomized). Ciri is this very magical being that can do things normal sorceresses cant... and so could her mom. So in this AU her mom couldve been a randomly selected maiden, and at the time of her death it passed to Ciri. But Ciri was a baby at the time so she never really unlocked her powers until now.

Maidens are also super unknown (theres only 4), so everyone not knowing what Ciri is still matches up especially if her mom was randomized and was not found, told, and trained before her death

[the-artist-rae]

Trolls 4 au idea

Edit: i just realised theres already a thistle (who apparently s real name is Dennis??) so i gotta rename my character 😭

So basically im writing a mock script for a trolls 4. I want to write one for trolls 3 but .... I WANT BROBBY CHILDREN, so here we are. Basically in my au, poppy and branch have a set of twins. A girl named Aster who is bright blue with pinkish purple undertones and a boy named Thistle. But, theyre shocked and suprized to find out thistle comes out of his bright purple egg, grey!

A time skip happens and a argument between him and his father causes branch to loose some of his colors.

The argument is set up like:

Branch finds his son in his pod sitting in darkness.

Branch- so ya like it dark, huh?

Thistle- yeah, so what of it.

Branch-Nothing i just was wondering if u wanted to-

Thistle- I dont.

Branch- look i just want you to be happy and find your true colors...

Thistle- sounds like you just want me to be like Aster!

Branch- Now hey now, i didnt say that! Ive been in your place before and i know how you feel, and i dont want someone i care and love to feel that way!

Thistle- You dont know what i feel! All you want me to be is the same happy annoying and insane troll... Just like everyone else!

Branch- Hey, No-

Thistle- I HATE YOU!

Thistle stops for a moment and looks at his father to see his skin darken, widening his eyes. He gets angry at himself and runs away.

Thistle runs to his friend Fern in hope of him knowing a way to get his true colors in hope itll reverse the color loss on branch. Fern tells thistle of a guardian troll of purity who live in a mountain who can give him his colors. Thistle tells his parents that hes going to travel and see aunt Barb, and they go on their adventure!

On the first day they run into a rock/classical troll who lives in the Forrest by herself because her parents are deceased and she had no idea there was other people (basically a tarzan situation but she knows how to talk and has basic understanding of most things) ... The situation is, Thistle and Fern stop to make camp, roasting marshmallows. And out of nowhere a arrow zings right in front of Thistle's face! Him and Fern crowd together to see a dark figure come out of a bush and she says "Who are you?" In a somewhat demanding tone. And they shiver in fear " We're just travelers!! Please dont hurt us!!". She sighs and and chuckles," Oh, i thought you were here to hurt ME!".... This all comes to a conversation that Fern leads and that she'll join them cuz she knows her way around the Forrest.

In the background through out the story, villain trolls are introduced into the story who gave Fern the map and everything about the purity troll who can grant only one trolls wish. And throughout the movie they follow the gang and get caught into their hijinks.

Having Button (the female troll) in the mix has gotten Thistle to come out of his shell and he slowly starts getting happier and sings throughout the movie.

When they finally reach the mountain they come to a cave with paintings and rural architecture. At the end of the cave is a clearing with a waterfall. The waterfall spreads to find a troll pure of white and glowing in a deep sleep in a coven.

The villain characters seep out of the darkness with evil laughter. " Nice job Fern you got us where we need to"

The rest of the gang gasps and gets tied up.

"Well take it from here". Turns out, the purity trolls was sleeping on a gem. And the gem was the wish granting miracle not the troll. They grab the gem and head to troll village where they plan using the gem to destroy it.

Thistle and button get into an argument over whether they should try to save the village. He believes its too late to save anyone. Button unties herself with and arrow tip that was seeping out of her back pack. And says," Well , i do!". She unties Thistle and makes her way out of the cave.

Thistle sits there and sings a song thinking about his family and Button which gives him the courage to start running also.

He makes it to the village before the fern and his crew. And runs straight to his mom and warns her of whats happening. Before he can explain she starts off saying how he looks so different and brighter and why hes back early. After he explains, she tells branch of whats happening and puts everyone in the bunker. The villains make it to the village and one says, " well isnt this a nice beaut, its about to get a whole lot MESSIER!".

Fern is shocked to hear their plans of wrecking the village, he just wanted to be the new ruler in a world where trolls respected him. They tie him up. And the villain crowd together to think of the exact words on how to word out the wish. The leader gets up and points the gem outward "alright get ready for my wish to destroy the village" and at this second and arrow hits the gem and falls down the hill they were standing on and lands into the village. She and the villains start running to gem. Alas, branch grabs it. Poppy stands beside him. "Not today!". The villains look at him and scoff. "You think we were the only ones?". They gasp and turn around to find villainous trolls surrounding them. They fidget before the leader says " dont even think about saying no" and two trolls come out holding button. Thistle, who had been sitting on the side lines murmurs to himself," no this cant happen! No, no,no..!!" And starts running and startles the villains grabbing the gem. Suprizing everyone. Branch says," Son.... Dont..!".

Thistle looks at him with scrunched eyebrows,"i have to." The leader says with a slight panicked voice,"i wouldnt do that boy...!"

Thistle whispers to the gem ," i wish for this gem to be destroyed" . the gem floats into the air, shining brighter than anything they've ever seen and deteriorates into glitter falling to the ground. The light from the gem had flushed through the crowd causing them to have a slight amnesia and questioning "hey,why are we here?".

The trolls in the bunker come out celebrating. Buttons runs to Thistle and hugs him and he hugs back. Poppy and branch run to him. Saying things things like ,"what were u thinking you couldve got hurt?!". Thistle looks into his fathers eyes and replies," Because, i love you.". His parents both look back at him shocked. And slowly but surely from top to bottom his true colors fill in. A bright purple pink. His parents exclaim in happiness and branchs colors get brighter as well. They get excited,hugging and laughing and crying. Thistle points out Button who had wondered a little father to give him space with his parents and brings her into the hug. In which poppy winces," ughhh whats that smell???" And button moves to the side chuckling nervously. "Uhhh... Shes been homeless for awhile give her a break." And chuckles.

The purity troll comes out flowing from the sky to everyone saying how she thanks Thistle for awakening her from her slumber by destroying the gem and continues ,"Ive been asleep for sometime, now lets paRTY!!".

Then theirs the end song where everyone sings. The purity comes up to Thistle and aster and gives them crowns of flowers and robes. Everyone cheers. And we fade to black with a circle transition popping up of fern tide up, " Uhhh hey guys anyone here??? Can someone please tell me whats going on??!!!" And the screen goes black showing the rest of the credits.

These are just the main points. Of course Aster is more involved in the story. I just didnt wanna type all that down cuz i have a big phone and small hands haha.

But as for my trolls 3 au ... Its basically the generic set up of branch trying to propose to poppy throughout the film...and id like to add a backstory of his parents and them not actually being dead and survived escaping the bergins.

But anyways here are some of my character designs!!

Soundtrack ideas-

Aster design i havent yet finalised so yeahhhh but i plan on her having two ponytails!

[witchcraft-in-wonderland]

Hunchback of Notre Dame (One-Shot)

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It's a lesson as old as time itself really, never judge a book by its cover, never judge a beast by its claws, thousands of iterations all equal to the very same principle.

But there are people who refuse to take such principles to heart, and would in fact rather spread principles in direct opposition.

Werecreatures have never had a very good reputation, from the animal-like designs to the depictions of their kind as unkind and ruthless. So trying to find a place to stay was much more difficult than it should have been.

"Four travelers for safe passage into the mindscape," a voice shrouded by a cloak muttered, waving down another werecreature, this one holding a bundle in its arms.

The bundle was crying, as though aware of the horrific events that would occur just beyond that gate.

"We've been tricked!"

"Judge Doyle!"

The werecreature holding the bundled skittered away on the eight spindly appendages protruding from it's back, paying no mind to the sound of footsteps against stone rapidly gaining in it.

Until it hit the ground with a sickening crack, and went stock still, the bundle falling to the ground like a rock.

Doyle had always been a cruel man. He'd trained his own son, Patton, to fear him, and to in turn fear that which opposed him.

And it was Doyle who had found the spider's body.

It was Doyle who took the bundle from the still and cold arms of its mother.

And it was Doyle who attempted to drown the eight-eyed and multi-limbed child that resided within.

"STOP!" Doyle only gave momentary pause at his son's call.

"What are you doing?." Patton said as he reached the bottom of the steps.

"Sending this creature to the dark side, right where it belongs," Doyle said coldly.

"You've killed an innocent person, and you believe the best course of action is to add the blood of a child to your crimes? What would Thomas think. . ." Patton said.

That had struck a nerve, the bundle was moved from the well.

"And what do you suggest I do?." Doyle snapped, thinking he'd stumped the man in front of him.

"Care for it, you've raised one son, what's another?" Patton said, raising an eyebrow.

"Me? Saddled with this- this-" Doyle paused for a few moments.

"Very well, we'll keep him in the old bell tower, by your village," Doyle said.

And he christened the child Virgil.

Virgil grew up lonely, terrified of even the slightest idea of leaving his tower.

His tower covered with bells and cobwebs and a table at the center with wooden constructs of the other denizens of the mindscape.

He grew up with no memory of his family other than those fed to him by Doyle. False memories of betrayal.

He grew up looking into the mirror and seeing eight eyes staring him back, each a cruel and sharp reminder of his inability to exist outside of that tower.

Patton had tried his best to undo such conditioning, but rarely was Patton allowed into the tower.

Today was a day Virgil remembered well, a festival of delight and chaos.

The Feast of Fools.

Patton had tried desperately to convince Virgil to attend, but Virgil was firmly locked under Doyle's heel, the spider caught in it's own web.

That is, for a moment.

One conversation at the dinner table, a recitation of the alphabet punctuated by far to many hisses and clicks, and Virgil was ready to flee.

He stitched up his own cloak, pulled it over his head, and ran out.

It was terrifying. His ears rang and his eyes burned like ash.

And then it all seemed to stop as he fell through cloth, instead punctuated by a gasp.

And then he was face to face with the most beautiful man he'd ever seen in his life. Eyes of golden yellow, hair of a deep brown, and scales of emerald. He was gorgeous, and he was holding Virgil's face as though it were a priceless glass treasure.

"I-Im sorry I-" Virgil stammered.

"Nonono, it's alright, you poor thing, you dont look very adept to sunlight do you?" He spoke softly, almost as if he though Virgil might flee if he were to loud.

Virgil shook his head slightly.

"Itll be fun, you should join the crowd, the light's much less likely to hit you there," and Virgil felt a soft kiss on his forehead before he rejoined the festivities.

And then came the main festival, someone he didnt recognize talked upstage and sang. Dark blue and purple hair like a galaxy bouncing around their face.

"Come one! Come all! Make an entrance to entrance- see the mystery and romance~" they purred as they backed toward the curtains.

"Come one! Come all! Hurry hurry heres your chance- see the finest man in France, dance Janus dance!" And then they were gone, replaced by the man Virgil had met before, now dressed in yellow and black cloth, his hair hidden under a hat.

Virgil flinched as Janus got closer and closer to where Doyle was watching the stage, wrapping a golden scarf around his neck as though Janus planned to choke him.

And then Virgil lost track of what was happening, until he was on stage, and he heard gasping.

He froze, he could almost feel Doyle's gaze from the other end of the stage.

And then the screams and gasping stopped, to be replaced with laughter. A crown was placed on Virgil's head, a cape fitted over the spindly legs sticking out from his back.

He smiled, the first genuine smile he'd had in decades.

Squelch

Virgil wasnt sure where the tomato had come from. Only that more were following, and suddenly ropes were tugging at his limbs,he tried to fight them off, tried calling for his father.

But Doyle only smiled and looked away. His guardsman, a man dressed in white and gold armor, green eyes wide with shock, made a single move toward Virgil, but was held back.

And then everything stopped, he felt hands against the ropes, heard Doyle call for someone to get down.

And then he was once again face to face with Janus.

"I'm so sorry. . . No one deserves this. . ." Janus said quietly before standing up, a hand firmly around Virgil's arm as he regained his own balance.

"You mistreat this poor man the same way you mistreat us all! You would call him a son and yet what freedom has he known! Compared to your only other son! What justice has been served as their spirits are crushed under the heels of men like you!." Janus snarled. Virgil saw a slight movement from the bell tower, likely Patton hiding behind a pillar before Doyle could catch his eyes.

"Silence." Was Doyle's only response.

"JUSTICE!" Janus called. Doyle pointed toward his guards, then toward Janus.

"Oh dear. . . Well let's see theres-" Janus pointed to each of the advancing guards and muttered under his breath "-ten of you, and one of me, oh what's a poor snake to do?" Janus pulled a yellow cloth from his dress and began to cry into it, before sneezing. . . And disappearing off stage.

Vitgil watched with intrigue as Janus led the guards throughout the square before disappearing into the building that made up the lower half of his bell tower.

Doyle beckoned for his head guard to follow him, before turning his eyes to Virgil.

And thus began Virgil's tearful walk back to the top of the tower.

His chest ached, he thought of Janus' hands caressing his face, of those eyes and scales and the way his lips quirked in a fashion that couldve been read as a sneer, were it not for the fact that his eyes looked as though they'd witnessed a miracle.

Virgil heard singing from the lower level of the tower, and upon further investigation, discovered that Janus had even more talents than Virgil had first thought.

So finally, he resolved to help him.

"Theres guards at every entrance, how exactly do you expect us to do this?" Janus said, raising an eyebrow.

"No one said we had to use a door," Virgil said with a sly grin.

"Hold on," he said, he felt Janus' arms around his waist, it was awkward, Janus had to have been almost two feet taller than he was.

Virgil reached one of his webs, pulled, and jumped off of the tower, Janus tried his best not to scream as they fell.

They said their goodbyes and Virgil pushed the necklace Janus had given him under his hoodie, he couldnt have it discovered, he'd rather die than be the reason Janus got hurt.

Which was why he'd decided to pin Roman to a wall when he came up the stairs.

"Woah woah woah- hey- I'm not here for him I promise! I helped him declare sanctuary!" Roman whisper-yelled.

"Then why are you here now." Virgil snarled.

"Just- tell him I'm sorry, and tell him I hope he's safe," Roman said.

Virgil paused for a moment before letting Roman down.

"You know. . . Janus is lucky to have you. . ." Roman said as he trodded down the stairs.

Things only seemed to get worse from there, Virgil could hardly breath as smoke rose from the ground, the crackling of fire mixing with the screams of the were-creatures who refused to give away Janus' location.

Until Janus showed up at Virgil's tower himself, this time carrying Roman's body in his arms.

"He was shot. . . Almost through the heart. . ." Janus said quietly. Virgil nodded and gathered up cobwebs to make bandages. He wished he couldve made fresh ones, but it had been many years since he'd stopped being able to use that ability.

"He can stay with me- you need to run, fast," Virgil said, shooing Janus away. Janus pressed one last kiss on Roman's lips before fleeing.

And soon Roman himself was on the run alongside Virgil. Both on a mission to keep Janus and his people from a gruesome death at Doyle's hands.

Virgil wasn't exactly sure what he'd been expecting from the Court of Miracles, but it certainly wasnt the same galaxy-haired catboy from the stage prancing around in front of a set of gallows gleefully calling out the supposed misdeeds of Virgil and Roman, before declaring their imminent deaths on the charge of complete innocence.

"Stop! These arent enemies! They're our friends!" And then came Janus from the crowd.

Everything happened all to quickly after that. Screaming and racing around trying to escape as their plans came crashing at Doyle's feet.

And then Virgil found himself chained to a tower.

And watching Janus standing on a pyre, straw littering his feet, flames kicking up around him.

And Virgil only felt one emotion, rage.

Chains were pointless. Chains were stifling and unnecessary and Virgil wanted nothing to do with them. He only wanted Janus safe and in his arms.

So it was quite the disappointment when he discovered Janus' lack of breath.

"You killed him. . ." Virgil muttered as he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"I had to. . . I only wish it had happened before he'd done such damage to you. . ." Doyle muttered. Virgil noticed a knife being brought towards him in the shadows on the walls.

That blade wouldve looked so much better in Doyle's heart. But fire worked quite well to.

Virgil had been afraid if the sun for quite some time, afraid of anything to do with the outside. But it was much easier to get through when he had his hands intertwined with both Janus and Roman's, and when he wasnt stifled by a fear of his own face.

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[kbearart]

its been about a year since my uncle mike died

i dont talk about him much, but he was an important person in my life. one of the most important people, to be honest. he was fucking amazing. my uncle was one of the smartest, greatest people ive ever met. he was a doctor for the majority of his life before a stroke took away a lot of his motor functions. i spent a good chunk of my childhood growing up in south dakota, so i have always been super close to the family that lived there with us, and he was there. my uncle mike was a father figure to me, because my own mom and dad split when i was 2 and i only ever got to see my real dad maybe once a year if i was lucky. you tend to look everywhere for fathers in your life, when you dont grow up with one.

my uncle was a part of the mandan, hidatsa, and arikara nation up in north dakota. he was about as native as i am japanese, and he knew his culture and knew that he belonged there. he taught me a lot about being a mixed individual who still had ties to their family’s heritage. he taught by example. my dad’s side of the family showed me their culture, but it was my uncle who showed me that i could be active in it and proud of it. 

he died last year very suddenly. one day i got a call from my mom telling me that he was in the hospital. his kidneys were failing and that i should be prepared to get a plane ticket if things got worse. i asked my mom and my aunt to let me know if his condition worsened so i could plan to fly down. he died very early the next morning.

his funeral was on the reservation, and its tradition for the family to hold vigil during the night of his service. i sat vigil with his wife and kids, and i sat there crying telling them that i never told him how important he was to me. how REALLY important he was to me. my last conversation with him had been a phone call about how he was going to be coming to washington, and how i should come down to visit him. it was a rushed conversation, because i had been out of the house and was running errands. but we were planning on seeing each other that month, and he died before that happened.

my aunt said he knew how much i loved him. whenever he wanted to call me he’d say, “hand me the phone, i want to call my Kailey.”

but i know in my heart that ill always regret not telling him that myself. ill always regret making that phonecall so short, and not jumping on a plane the moment i heard he was sick. there was a good chance that he wouldve been unresponsive before i could get there, but there mightve also been a chance that we couldve seen each other one last time. it hurts so much and ill regret it until the day i die.

i guess im writing this now and sending it off into the void of the internet because i never told him happy father’s day, even though he was my dad in so many ways. better late than never.

happy father’s day uncle mike. i love you so much. theres a hole in my life where you left, and i feel it still.