#a-million-chromatic-dreams

[defness]

💧... Something terrible has awakened.💧

No effects!

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The bell shattered into a million splinters as it passed through the membrane; there was a strange swelling blackness after the shining, white gate; it felt dark and claustrophobic to float within of the strange medium;

There was silence, and there was darkness, until there was color, suddenly bellowing fourth from an unknown location, gales of chromatic vapor spewing out suddenly, painting upon the void with an indescribable randomness.

Memories surrounded him. Memories of sounds suddenly drowned out his thoughts, and memories of sight filled his mind until they, too, were ripped away from him, flowing along the vapors. It stole from him his memory and gave it form, a clone of near perfect composition, reflecting his corporeal body, however this other him had something more than the man he stole from: a sinister smile etched onto his face, eyes as black as tar, staring fourth at him;

He didn't know what else to do than to attempt escape, back towards the side of the membrane that he called home, but the other gave chase, raving and laughing in hysterics as he attempted to reach Him.

The chase went on for what felt like forever until He threw himself back out through the membrane, jumping through floating shards and landing onto others, scattered on the floor. They carved into his skin as he blindly and frantically felt around until he found the switch of the Vanitas gate.

The other had only begun crossing the barrier until it was abruptly shut, severing a reaching digit as it clacked onto the floor like a stone dropped from a height.

Sea's world was dark and blurry, for the color had seared his vision from him; pain electrified his nerves as he sat on the floor, fetal and as afraid as a newborn babe, hoping that what he had experienced was just some lucid dream, but rationality proved on the contrary:

He had found something within, and it was hungry. It wants him now, and it he has now, at last, garnered the attention of the Void.

[midnightcoffee97]

deep red playlist 🍒🌹🚬🍷💄

Tracks:

Cherry Waves - Deftones

Cherry-coloured Funk - Cocteau Twins

Cherry - Chromatics

Glory Box - Portishead

Sadeness - Enigma

Art Deco (instrumental) - ROSYE

Eyes Without A Face - Billy Idol

Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby - Cigarettes After Sex

Wicked Game - Chris Isaak

Cigarettes Out The Window - TV Girl

Lovers Rock - TV Girl

Let The Light In - Lana Del Rey ft. Father John Misty

My Kind Of Woman - Mac DeMarco

Romantic Lover - Eyedress

The Blonde - TV Girl

Stargirl Interlude - The Weekend ft. Lana Del Rey

Something About You - Eyedress ft. Dent May

Heart to Heart - Mac DeMarco

Dark Red - Steve Lacy

Dream Girl - Crisaunt

Old Money - Lana Del Rey

Cruel World - Lana Del Rey

Million Dollar Man - Lana Del Rey

Wait For Life - Emile Haynie ft. Lana Del Rey

Salvatore - Lana Del Rey

Self Control - Laura Branigan

Mystery - Jesse Jo Stark

Love Is A Loosing Game - Amy Winehouse

Buddy‘s Rendezvous - Landa Del Rey ft. Father John Misty

Sweet Jane - Cowboy Junkies

Sour Switchblade - Elita

Divine Failure - Elsooyer

Rock Me Amadeus - Falco

Black Milk - Massive Attack ft. Elizabeth Fraser

Écoute Chérie - Vendredi Sur Mer

One Of Your Girls - Troye Sivan

Femme Fatale - The Velvet Underground ft. Nico

[everylastbird]

a-million-chromatic-dreams replied to your post

“I already have the lineart for my next foundling!Jim AU pic finished,...”

p l e a s e i would LOVE to know more

Okay, so the Foundling AU is, at its core, a self-indulgent AU built around my love for found families. It came from out of no where, like...within 30 minutes of finishing the entire series in 2 days.

The Facts:

Jim is a half-troll, and always has been. 

Jim is not Barbara Lake’s biological son.

Jim does not start out as anyone’s son, as far as he can recall, but somehow, he ends up with plenty of parents anyway

How Things Start:

Rather, Barbara first encounters Jim when she pulls into her drive way after a late night studying for boards and nearly hits a...thing...eating her trash can. Not FROM her trash can. The actual trash can. She convinces herself it was some crazy desperate but otherwise perfectly normal animal, and the horns and whatnot were the product of too much caffeine and too little sleep.

She starts leaving her trash can in her garage, and figures hey, problem solved.

Until one night during the start of an ER rotation, when she comes home after a 12-hour shift and forgets to close her garage door.....aaaand okay, maybe forgets to lock the door to her house, too. Arcadia is a small, peaceful place and she’s never had issues in her neighborhood. Sue her.

Of course, little halfling whelps have no real concept of property, and Jim helps himself to a nice, shady space with plenty of food.

A few hours later finds Barbara stumbling upon what is definitely NOT a raccoon, dear god, eating her stethoscope. Which honestly is probably the only thing that keeps her from passing out in shock. Quality stethoscopes are expensive

Somewhere between debating whether to call Animal Control or the Police and trying to shoo Jim out the door, she finds out he can’t be exposed to sunlight. And look, she has no clue what this thing is, but he’s vaguely humanoid and clearly a child and she’s a future doctor. Causing him pain is not an option. So she resolves to let him stay inside for the day, and send him on his way in the evening

This seems to work, as far as she can tell. He isn’t bad company, so long as she makes sure he isn’t eating anything important or expensive. She hardly cooks, so what are a few lost cooking utensils? He spends most of the day sleeping, and seems content enough to leave once the sun goes down. She feels sort of bad, letting what seems to be a child wonder off into the night alone, but, nature’s different, right? Apparently, way different than she had ever known, even.

Until he shows up again a few days later. Then again, and again, until it’s just easier to let him stay.

But What’s He Doing When All Alone?

Wandering Arcadia, running from the scary-bad-big people who try to chase him down, and cementing himself in the collective hearts of all who run across him

Which, in the beginning, is mostly Aaarrrgghh!!! and Blinky. 

He is always up for play-fighting and cuddling, and presenting them with things he’s found.

In the end, he always heads back home, though.

The first and only time they tried to take him to Trollmarket unwillingly, he pitched a fit and refused to come near them for days afterward.

Eventually, they decided that the best they can do is keep watch over him, and hopefully get him to trust them enough to finally get him where he belongs.

Where’d He Even Come From?

Jim did not start out as “Jim”. He did not have a name to call his own for quite some time. 

The Janus Order work on more projects than trollkind could ever know. Experimental hybrids were one such project, ultimately deemed a failure. Only one whelp survived, and initial results weren’t promising, between weakness to sunlight and a static, decidedly non-human appearance. 

An agent was eventually tasked with eliminating it. The Janus Order has always thrived off of subtlety and their ability to blend in, after all. To keep it would be a waste of resources at best, and a risk for eventual exposure at worst.

(There is a difference, though, between agreeing someone’s existence is a risk, and actually acting on eliminating that risk. This difference is what saves Jim’s life.)

(Strickler may not have had the heart to kill the whelp by his own hands, but he figured leaving the child out, exposed to the environment, would do him in all the same.)

(And if part of him hoped that maybe a soft-hearted troll would stumble across the child before the sun began to rise, well, no one need know)

Misc

Strickler probably ends up dating Barbara in this AU when he finds out Jim is still alive and ended up basically adopted by a human woman, in the hopes he can snatch Jim back and get rid of him before the Janus Order realizes he showed mercy at the expense of the Order

It is hard to try teaching a child letters when he keeps eating all of the supplies you are trying to teach him with, but Barbara tries her best. And goes through a lot of magnetic letters to do so.

At some point, Vendel finds out about Jim. He isn’t heartless, and would never condemn a whelp to death, but as far as he is concerned the worlds are kept apart for good reason, and the child has no place among humans. He tasks the Trollhunter with bringing the child to Trollmarket, where he belongs.

Kanjigar assumes this will be easy. It is not.

still debating on whether or not Jim is outright taken, or if Barbara is eventually convinced that giving him up is for the best. She is only human, and Jim is something decidedly not. 

The first time Jim speaks is when he is being taken away from Barbara. For many children, their first instinct when endangered is to call out for their parents, after all.

Ultimately this is a feel good AU though, so!! This is not permanent!! Jim is reunited with his mom and Barbara gets to continue raising her beautiful boy with the help of his many troll dads and relatives. They come and visit through that tunnel his brother Draal dug in Barbara’s basement.

All of this is open to change as I think of things, or heck, if you wanna play around with it, as you do too. There is never enough fluffy baby content, as far as I’m concerned. Feel free to make suggestions or comments, or ask questions.

[marypsue]

ford + werewolf

For a moment, Ford is frozen, unable even to dodge the enormous paw that swipes at him. Black claws long as his forearm shred his sweater, drawing lines of fire across his chest. He stumbles back, falling to the ground, and stares up at the snarling beast, certain that this is the end.

“Grunkle Stan!”

Ford starts to his feet, ready to pull Mabel away, but there’s no need. The instant the beast sees her, it backs down, sitting back on its haunches and lowering its head, almost as if…ashamed?

“He didn’t want to tell you,” Mabel says, apologetically, turning to meet Ford’s eyes even as she scratches the beast behind one of its floppy ears. “He thought you’d be mad.”

Ford stares, astonished, at the beast. The beast raises its head, just slightly, just enough for him to meet its eyes.

His brother’s eyes.

“Oh, Stanley,” Ford sighs, collapsing to his knees. “What kind of mess did you get yourself into this time?”

[fordanoia]

where is this mentioned paranoid ford blog :3??

ahhhHHH jen, getting in with some time before the event ends tonight!

https://whatwouldteslado.tumblr.com/ || @whatwouldteslado

Bill’s currently at the wheel. Enjoy :3c

[thelastspeecher]

I read one of your super au fics last night and then I dreamt about a close knit, dimensionally displaced super villain pines family (it’s just business) trying to get their way back to their home dimension and I don’t think that’s a coincidence XD Anyways, the supers au is cool :DD

ksladknadfja thank you!!

and I love that, that’s awesome.  dimension hopping villain Pines.  amazing!

[pengychan]

Whaaat about... Imelda Rivera for the headcanon meme?

Headcanon A (realistic)

She had to look after her younger brothers since a fairly young age, and was the one to stop them before their experiments got out of hand. They were killed in an experiment-related accident only a few months after she died, because she was about 90% of their self-control.

Headcanon B (while it may not be realistic it is hilarious)

She calls Pepita mushy names and fusses over her an awful lot when there is no one nearby to see them. 

Headcanon C (heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends)

As dawn approached, she was absolutely willing to send Miguel back home with no conditions attached as long as, you know, he did not die. For months after that Día de los Muertos, she has nightmares in which she didn’t find Miguel on time to give him the blessing, and he’s telling her it was her fault if he’s never going back home.

Headcanon D (unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own)

I… honestly cannot think of anything in canon that I do not like about Imelda. 

No wait I thought of something. I like to think she and Ernesto were in better terms than most people think, back when they were alive. They were not each other’s favorite person or anything, but being civil to each other wasn’t such a terrible effort. Maybe they even had somewhat friendly banter. Which is why she never, at any point, suspected foul play when Héctor failed to return and Ernesto became famous on his own. 

[archervale]

@a-million-chromatic-dreams replied to your post: I GET TO MEET @picnokinesis TAKA IN 10 DAYS...

hECK YEAHHHH GIVE TAKA ONE HECK OF A HUGE ASS HUG FOR ME

WILL DO MY FRIEND 

[the-ill-doctor]

10, 26, 27 for any fandom?

How about some T/A/Z.10: Most disliked arc? Why?Less so dislike, but more so the weakest, the very first one. They were getting their footing in so it makes sense, I still enjoy it and laugh but just less in comparison to the others.26: Most shippable character?Merle, all the way.27: Least shippable character?Uuuuh... Steven? He’s a lil fishy in a globe nuff’ said haha.

[bare1ythere]

a-million-chromatic-dreams replied to your post: I’m struggling between My love and adoration for...

clear coating is when you cover the colored layer with a transparent polish, from my understanding- extra protection, keeps color from chipping away so fast. Harder to remove though bc more layers

Ohhh! Yeah totally I’ll avoid that

[picnokinesis]

GUYS

[ariasofelegance]

❤️

jen! :D I’m glad I’ve gotten the chance to chat with you a little more often (and hey, even better when it’s super super late). You’re really funny and you’ve got an infectious spirit, and that’s really refreshing in a sea of a lot of mutuals you never really talk with. Thank you for all your streams/disford/shitposts/everything that’s given me a laugh or a smile. And keep up the great art and fic my dude, they’ve definitely been some reasons to push me through to the end of the day :)

[Mutuals send a❤️ and I’ll compliment you!]

[bare1ythere]

Forg, Shermie Pines, and Toby Determined

how dare you invade MY inbox with FORG 

FEJWOFHWIUE OKAY BUT SERIOUSLY

I’d go Ikea shopping with Toby Determined because... I dunno I guess it’d be interesting to see what weird stuff he picks out. Also, he might steal air fresheners (FINALLY ILL SMELL LIKE A PERSON)

I’d probably help... Forg.... move. Mostly so I dont have to spend a LOT of time with him. THIS JUST IN: I LIKE TOBY MORE THAN FORG

Lastly, id watch netflix with Shermie. He seems like the kinda guy who’d love animal documentaries WHICH I DO TOO so Id watch a bunch with him. If im lucky we might get distracted and start talking about the stans... which is always good

[hellmandraws]

I had to draw something fluffy after that last one... O: Thanks for the cute requests, guys!

[ancientouroboros]

Ford, the sweetest chill?

I hc he steals Stan’s tank tops when it’s hot out (how have I only drawn realistic Ford like two times before!?)

Palette challenge (prompts closed)

[thesnadger]

This was the best birthday request I got.