#Twilight doll

[babydolllblogger]

when fall bleeds into winter

[bambi2008]

and soon this summer will be over and every day will feel like this again

🩰 🦌 ☕️ 🍂

[inthedarktrees]

“Living Doll” | The Twilight Zone

[dreamie-dolli]

୨୧ ready for weird girl autumn ୨୧

[bambalina777]

⋆｡˚୨ Stevie Nicks ୧˚｡⋆

[ovegakart]

gasp! return of the doll comic!

legends folly:

hyrule's hyrule is plagued by sinkholes from all those dungeons everywhere

<< previous / next >>

first page

[theywerebothgirls]

my beloved ponies watones

[sleepytoycollection]

Found a set of G4 MLP socks, and decided to but then to use them for crafts.

Obviously, I had to make Discord a sweater from the Fluttershy one. Seeing as Discord canonically knits, I could see him making something like this for himself.

[lostl1sbons1ster]

Fall 2011 🍁🍂

[heckyeahponyscans]

Happy Fakie Friday! These are G4 MLP fakie paper doll sets.

[bambi2008]

mine give creds

insane girlblogger

[shiftythrifting]

Found both of these on my local Facebook Marketplace. Area: Southeastern NC

[cerulean-crow]

Just remembered that I never posted this page I made up for Twilight’s design after I shared that wip of her and Sunset-

I see C-Class Twilight as being a lot more closed off and heavily involved with her studies than she was in canon. She feels a lot more pressure to prove herself to Celestia as a student with Sunset and Sunburst in the picture (yeah Sunburst is also here because I have ideas about him but that’s for later-) and Twilight and Sunset have a very notable rivalry at the start of this story.

She’s constantly tired from studying and practicing her spells, she isolates herself from other ponies to free herself from distraction, and is generally a bit more snippy and snarky in a way that I see developing as a defense from Sunset’s bullying and ego. But when Celestia sends her away for the Summer Sun Celebration (cue the nightmare moon stuff and her choosing to stay in Ponyville yada yada), she finds herself thriving in Ponyville with her new friends and the more excitable, nerdy, and caring parts of her personality are allowed to flourish.

I’ve really like using this au to explore Celestia’s school as both a setting and plot device- so with Twi specifically, her being a student and her school life in Canterlot is something I’m shifting more a focus on within her character arc. Her arc in amending fences happens a lot earlier, for example, and I have an idea I really like to lead into the season three finale with the whole magical mystery cure episode!

[smilesrobotlover]

Idea from @/twilishark 😆 thank you haha

Some doodles from church :)

Transcript:

First page:

Uli: Rusl sweetie, don’t you think it’s time to cut your hair?

Rusl: I haven’t had hair this short since I was a kid.

Uli: oh but you look so handsome! Don’t get me wrong, I liked your long hair! You just shed. A lot.

Second page:

[scratching sounds]

Kori: dude, what are you doing?

Zant: shush. Do not interrupt me (To Do: -respond to letter)

Third page:

Link: hey Kori, I’m going to the store. Do you need anything?

Zant: the souls of the innocent

Kori: a bagel

Zant: NOOOOOO

Kori: two bagels

Fourth page

Zant: hehe you can’t see me

[weepingtalecowboy]

Koholint wasn’t real

Fanfic prompt : you know how in link's awakening you wake up on an island that turned out to be the dream of the wind fish

That made me think that every character on Koholint was created and written by the dream god

It chose for Marin to fall in love with link

It chose to let her know that it was a dream

It chose to let the monster be somewhat aware of the dream

It chose for link to traverse the island and have to collect the instruments

It chose for link to see an appearance of it called the wind fish

It chose to make koholint disappear

It had full control

Every thought every single decision made by all characters

The god is the writer of the story

But if Marin appears in the war of eras how can it be

Because the god chose for her to appear and help win the war

It chose the stakes it chose the characters to appear

It already had chosen who lives and who dies in the war

It chose for link to realize that everyone around him was a dream

It chose to torture him with the knowledge that everyone is gone

It chose to keep sending link on adventure since he was created by the god

Every pain every injury

It chose for link to feel it to see the loss to feel the pain

It knew how he felt about it

They watched him suffer from it

He was as real as Marin

A tool for the narrative

The goddess knew his pain and even worse his very realization that he knew the goddess knew

The goddess decided for him

The goddess controls every thought , every decision

Every loss and every pain

Him knowing means she decided to let him know she knows all his feelings

For she can make him forget just as fast

She wanted him to know that the island koholint was gone because of him waking the wind fish

She chose all his adventures all his decisions

Even his questions for her

Even his hatred for her

His hatred for hylia was decided BY hylia

Every foe he fought was decided and scripted by hylia

Because he was as real as a dream

Even as eight other links appeared it was on her decision

And he realized in the moment she allowed him to realize

That she decided he wouldn’t know

She controlled legend just as much as she controlled the sun

She controlled dusk and echo as much as she controlled his life

She controlled her blood's destiny

She controlled everything related to him

Because Koholint wasn’t real

And he wasn’t either

Not since koholint or prior

Or legend realizing that he isn’t fucking real and then realized that the knowledge that he wasn’t real was decided by the goddess

And that hylia knows his pain personally because she creates it for him and the very knowledge was given to him by hylia for drama

And he really doesn’t want to be her favorite but also if he is boring she would lose interest in him and then he would cease to exist

Hylia a writer for real and her OC is Zelda

And her favorite is Legend

Because legend is a concept she gave life

Legend is a doll of her making

And also because torturing your favorite pet since they became a concept

Killing all off its kind then bringing one back to fight in a war then shove it back in a drawer

Making the little doll think that it was responsible for it

And then forcing it to interact with other people who have free will is hilarious

Even funnier if you make it think that all your other OCs have free will and let them be unaware of your influence

(We really should rescue her pet bunny and her other critters from her she is a horrible person… she a writer fr …girl leave the Zelda's alone they want agency or does she just not make them want agency and fix the problem while legend is having a mental breakdown she forced him to have)

The chain must feel so horrified by the reality of all their Zeldas being Hylia's dolls and lacking agency

Like WTF hylia

[romulusthethird]

Alt. Universe AU

Listen, Danny didn't mean to fall through that portal and end up in a pool of burning ectoplasm. But here he was, after another annoying meeting with Clockwork about time shenanigans and alternate selves, in said pool of goo.

It felt like he was being burned alive. His mouth opened involuntarily to scream, taking the green liquid into his mouth, into his lungs when he ran out of breath. He screams anew, actually hearing his voice in the dense goo. He sounds like nails digging into a chalkboard and dragging across it.

His Lichtenburg scars light up, glowing an eerie green, almost yellow.

He's going to drown. To actually die.

He kicks his feet, but it's as if he is trying to run in a dream. Too slow. His hands wave above him, pushing down. He kicks, and kicks, and kicks.

He can't breathe.

He's in so much pain--more pain than he's ever felt in his half-dead life.

And then, somehow, someway, he breaks through to the surface.

He gulps in the fresh, clean air with loud wheezes. He's still kicking his weakening legs, still moving his arms. He coughs, moving forward.

His feet touch the ground.

He wants to laugh, and to cry when he finally stands, waist still emerged in the hot ectoplasm. He gags, hacking and coughing, maybe even throws up a little, expelling the green goo back into the pool.

When he looks up, he's in a cave. It's tall and expansive, and he could kiss the damp, disgusting stone a few feet away from him.

He's alive.

He pulls himself out of the water, chest heaving, and lies on his back on the cool stone. His clothes are eaten through and barely resemble clothes. His skin steams and... is he glowing?

He is! His arm looks like he lost a battle with a Edward doll from those twilight movies. He's not sparkling, but it's like a faint shimmer out the corner of your eyes. Like something is trying to enchant you.

Is he some type of Fae?

And his nails... They're claws! Freaking claws! He moves his hand around, wiggling his fingers. They look lethal. Like a mon--

"And what do we have here?" A voice, deep and old, rang out.

Danny startles, not having heard anyone come in (and he has super hearing!) He sits up, hair falling around his face (did his hair grow????) and eyes taking in the old man and the people in black surrounding him.

"Who are you?" The man asks.

"...None of ya business."

"Everything is my business in my domain."

Danny stills. He looks closer at the man. He isn't a ghost, maybe a little liminal, but alive and well. "Who are you?" He shot back. "And what's you 'domain'?"

"Since you managed to find my personal Lazarus Pit, you know what I am. But, I suppose I'll humor you. My name is Ra's Al Ghul, the Demon's Head. This is Nanda Parbat, my domain."

Nanda Parbat? What the heck? Demon's Head? "I don't know you. My name is Danny." Should he be giving random people who appear in caves with green pools of ectoplasm his government name? He doesn't know, but if it goes south he has the power to leave. And maybe that's also in his human form too, now, if the claws were any indication.

The old man hums. "How did you get here Danny?"

"I don't know. One minute I was--" He can't tell him that. That's not something a human should know. Not something someone living should know. "--Y'know at home and the next I'm waking up in this goo pool that burned me."

"You are a poor liar. Why shouldn't I slay you here and now?"

Danny snorts. "You can try."

The man's lips twitch in amusement. "Fascinating. Take him to the dungeons. We'll see how long you can endure before you spill all your secrets, dakhil."

Two men came forward to grab his arms. Danny wants to fight them, really, but he's so tired. He can escape later. For now, he lets these men pick him up and take him out of the cave and into what looks like a medieval castle.

"Do be careful not to damage him further before I can see to him."

Maybe that should scare Danny, but it doesn't. He's dragged past a courtyard full of training people, including a boy, lightning quick, fighting against a woman.

Their eyes meet--his, and the shocking blue of the stranger--before he is dragged further into his new temporary home.

He is leaving. He just needs to rest first.

Yes.

Rest...

-

--

---

----

-----

----

---

--

-

So, the plan for this AU is essentially, Dami never went to Gotham at the tender age of ten, and is still in the league (We are ignoring the "Ra's needs his body" canon because that does not fit here) and is still the heir. He's still his little murdery assassin self. I wanna say Danny is 15 here, (we are ignoring ALL CANON in this household today because Danny is not the ghost king and I can't remember shit about the tv show rn so my plan is like, he's strong right, but not like op insane, but like on par with superboy right, and he does errands for clocky and maybe goes through time/dimensions for him idk. I might make him come across half alien (like in those fics where hes kryptonian or martian, you get what I'm saying right) in this idk we're gonna find out together) and Dami is 16. The plan is to have Dami and the Danno fall in wuv and abscond to gotham together, for the glorious scene of "the son you never knew you had" showing up w his boyfriend. Thank you for coming to my ted talk. (the second part is already in my brain but I was up all night watching movies so you get this now, and that later.)\\

--

(also if you've read my shit before, and even if you haven't, I know that Dakhil isn't technically correct, since its using the wrong alphabet, and is not even remotely written how it sounds, but I purposefully do not use the correct alphabet because that is not what the character will hear. They won't hear دخيل, they're going to hear sounds and they won't be able to see the alphabet, so I figured why not just put the closest equivalent so readers can kinda understand what the character, in this case danny, is hearing? idk maybe it's stupid, but I digress. thanks for coming to ted talk numero 2)

(Also 2.0, the word means intruder.)

(i had something else to tell you, but I am genuinely fighting for my life against this headache rn. You cry a few dozen times watching Interstellar and suddenly you and your brain have beef)

--

(Lmaoo I remembered. it took me a sec, and the light from my computer is hurting my eyes, but I got distracted right, and remembered--

I almost had danny lie and tell them his name was Dante (which is what a lot of fanfic writers use for Dan) and was tempted to have him impersonate the other danny, and then when clockwork catches wind of his act, have dante come rescue him and get simultaneously confused and angry:

Dante coming to rescue his hopeless alt self Danny: wtf man why are you impersonating me? Danny-Dante, gasping dramatically: what do you mean you're Dante? I've always had this name! My great aunt Tilda gave it to me at the 75th annual Fenton christioning. Are you an imposter? Have you come to harvest my eggs? Dante: You don't have eggs Dante: and what the actual fuck is a christioning Danny-Dante: HA! see? Imposter. Doesn't even know about the christionings. Dante: you made that up Danny-Dante: Prove it. And so the other Danny went back to their dimension to see if so-called "Christionings" are real. He has to wait a year, and when he comes back, he is traumatized. A year later, Dante at Danny-Dante's door: I'm moving in. Danny-Dante: Did you bring Ellie?" Dante, shuddering: No... she enjoyed it. Danny-Dante: Oh god. come in come in. Hopefully she comes to her sense before yultol. Dante, dreading the answer: what is yul-- Danny-Dante: You don't want to know. You really, really don't.

That spiraled but yk. thanks for coming to my fifth ted talk. Bye)