#ac = alternate/alternative characters

[lemonycranberries]

ISAAC ASKING "so, are they dating?" AND CHARLIE SAYING HE DOESN'T KNOW AND ISAAC LOOKING CURIOUSLY AT TORI AND MICHAEL FOR A FEW MORE SECONDS... AHHHHH

[jinxedshapeshifter]

Alright, maybe I'm just being weird or something, but I find it really interesting that in the games, Phoenix sticks to saying darn up until Farewell, My Turnabout (that I remember), where he starts saying damn instead. I think it's really telling of his mental state during the entire ordeal tbh.

[alyxinfact]

It’s Almost Christmas! 2024 - Day 9

Exploring the concept art is always a gift.

[liveforthebrotherhood]

Commissioned my good friend @temeyes to paint these three amazing wallpapers of my Original Characters Juliette Marie Dorian, Alana Rose Dorian, and Vienna Victoria Dorian, who in my Assassin’s Creed AU led the British Brotherhood of Assassins for a combined 74 years!

Here are their profiles:

Juliette

Alana

Vienna

[arrow-gt-ace]

cons of giving your oc anime hair: having to figure out how to draw the character from more than one specific angle (it's ok i finally figured out Jack's hair facing right.. i think asfdgk)

[ghostlycircaea]

Some pre-fall sibling fluff! I’ve gone back and forth about what to do with Stentor’s character for a while, but I think I’ve got it figured out. For this au, Stentor is still adopted, however this happened before Taygetos (by at least a year or two). In canon, he’s the eldest—he’s at least 30 when you first meet him, as that’s when Spartan men would become eligible for command positions. Here, though, he’s a few years younger than Alexios. I think it really sets the family up for a different dynamic going forward.

This version of Stentor, only being 6 or 7 when Alexios and Kassandra ‘died’, would have looked up to his brother quite a bit. Alexios was smart, sharp, and strong (helped along by the whole demigod thing) and up until the fall was the epitome of a good spartan child. At least as far as baby Stentor over here was concerned. The adults thought that similarly but also thought he was a stubborn little shit.

I’m going back and forth on whether to include the ‘boy king’ idea from my post about whether Alexios would have been in line for/already on the throne or not, which changes things as well. I’m leaning towards yes, although I haven’t decided how to resolve it past Alexios not returning to the position. I think it would he hysterical if they were desperate for him to come back because of Pleistoanax and/or Pausanias’ betrayal and he is absolutely not having it.

Side note, the outline for this story just keeps getting longer and longer. This thing is going to be long lmao

[turtlethebean]

What if we kissed under a giant trans flag? Jk...unless?

Third installment of my CC OCs at pride thing. This time, we got Arson and Olivia.

CW: Burn scars

[raspberry-gloaming]

I very much doubt there's much chance of this, but is there anyone out there who is a fan of both Doctor Who (and especially/possibly the Gallifrey audios) and the Nevermoor series? As I have many au thoughts but no-one to share/discuss them with.

(if you are please message me)

[box-dwelling]

I know that how much Phoenix suspected Kristoph is very vague and I like the idea he had very little clue but honestly the thing that makes me think he did is Trucy. Because I think there is absolutely no way Kristoph didn't want her dead. He tried to kill vera, child murder isn't above him. And Trucy was a far far bigger weak chain in his scheme than she was but she escapes him basically unscathed other than minus one parent, who lets be real was canonically a POS who tried to kill a woman over a poker game. She saw him give her the diary page. She has psychic lie defecting abilities and he is constantly lying. She's absolutely the biggest direct threat to his scheme.

I feel like if Phoenix genuinely trusted Kristoph he would have absolutely had the opportunity to kill her and tie up that loose end. Trucy's savvy and able to protect herself but she's also a child. It is a miracle she's still alive by AA4 and I think that has to be because Phoenix was protecting her because he knew he couldn't trust Kristoph around her.

[runawaycarouselhorse]

Anyone he'd shame or endanger visiting his hometown in that uniform is already dead.

[beneaththebloodylake]

i really cant buy the headcanon that phoenix and edgeworth were romantically interested in each other as kids or that they were in love for the 15 or so years they didnt see each other, like it just doesnt make any sense or work at all. but i dont think this actually contradicts the way i think some of those scenes in the anime felt a bit romance coded, or like viewing phoenixs becoming a lawyer for edgeworth as like a romantic gesture? like it wasnt actually motivated by romantic feelings at all but the actual motivations and everything that happens ends up contributing towards a romantic storyline? (from a shipping perpesctive that is obviously)

[raiiny-bay]

i don't have any control over my characters. they simply do what they want & tell me about it later

[salllzy]

Sal's snippets #26

Garp was very well aware that he couldn't keep the three boys, that sooner or later the Marines would find out and his hands would be tied. He didn't want to give them up. But he had no choice. "You do know what you are asking of me?" He didn't look at the being next to him, give who and what she was? It felt like blasphemy to look at her. "I know, but I cannot protect them. If the Marines find out? I will be unable to do anything." There was a sigh and he heard her move, yet he still didn't look at her. "Out of everyone who has joined the Marines? You are one of the few who still uphold my papa's values and beliefs. If anyone else had summoned me? I would have ignored them. But I answered because it was you." Garp swallowed, he knew that the Marines were not what they once were. But to hear her say it? It was jarring, unnerving and unsettling. He also knew that it didn't mean anything good. "I will do this for you because you asked and it is only because you asked." Relief surged through him at the knowledge that she was accepting, that his grandsons would be safe. No one would ever be able to hurt them. "Thank you." There was a breeze and he felt fingers comb through his hair before there was a soft sigh and she disappeared. --- Time he found was a strange thing, he was still able to visit his grandsons, but it was never when he expected it. Or when it had been arranged. Other than the first few times he had seen them? They were flourishing, they were doing so much better under her care than they had been his. He wasn't bitter about it, he hadn't been able to give them the home life that they had deserved. He knew that. He had tried, but he was a better Marine than he was a father or grandfather. But it eased something inside of him to see them doing so well.

He knew that he was lucky, that if he hadn't been who he was? Then she would never have answered his summons. She was much like her father in that regard, many over the years had tried to summon him. Only to fail. Perhaps that was why many in the Marines had stopped worshipping the God of Justice, despite having Justice on their backs. Less and less of them believed and many of them had became more corrupt as the years went by. But he had never faltered. In the end? He had been rewarded. Not that he would tell anyone, the last thing he wanted was for them to think that they could be rewarded for their lack of belief. He had no desire to let any of them taint one of the few things that still brought him joy, that still brought him some semblance of peace. To serve the God of Justice? It was to serve the common people. To protect the innocent. To punish the guilty.

That was why he joined the Marines, it was what he had dedicated his life to. ---- The next time he saw his grandsons? They were teenagers, Ace and Sabo were getting ready to set sail on their own adventure. To conquer the seas. With the Goddess of Nature as their mother? He had expected nothing less. They had come so far in just a few short years and he was so proud of them, he knew that they were going to go far, they were going to cause waves and the world? Was not ready for them. Garp doubted that it ever would be. Still, he was proud of them, they had grown up loved and cared for as while he was bitter about the fact that it hadn't been him? He was still grateful that they were alive. That he didn't have to worry bout keeping them hidden from the Marines, only a fool would go against her and her father. But he also knew that the Celestial Dragons and the World Government? They were greedy fools, they took what did not belong to them. They destroyed lives and didn't care about who or what was destroyed in the path. He didn't become a Marine to subdue people and destroy their homes and lives, he joined to protect them. Garp was no fool and he knew that the World Government and Celestial Dragons were going to piss someone far more powerful than them off. They were already rocking the boat as it was. He had no desire to see what a pissed-off God of Justice looked like, he hoped that it wouldn't be in his or his grandson's lifetimes, but he knew. The Will of D was not something that could be ignored or stopped. He pitied anyone who was foolish enough to hurt them.

[experiment31e]

"Experiment 31E, supplemental notes.

Date: October 28, 1843.

I have returned from the Carmichaels’ to the inn where we are staying. I brought the Vox to record any important notes…I forgot how heavy this device can be. I may have to experiment with a more portable model if I intend to do any further travelling. But that is not where my focus is at the moment. There is…much to talk about..."

It's October 28, the day Episode 9, "The Carmichaels’ Ball," takes place. Listen again to experience the events in real time with our Scientist!

[nocentis]

Reforged┆x791

╳┆The ground beneath them groaned, preceding its shift by mere moments. He prepared to leap from one platform to the next, but his borrowed attire got the better of him and he sorely undershot the landing. The ledge scraped him from shin to chest on his downward plummet, arms just barely catching the platform before he managed to sink toward oblivion.

As he began dragging himself toward safety, fighting the rotation of the still-turning maze, he felt someone grab his wrist and hoist him to relative safety.

“Stay on yer feet,” Gajeel snapped, irritation laden in both face and voice, “If yer gonna be embarrassing, do it away from me.”

“Right,” he agreed, just barely managing to suppress his mortification. Only the first event and he was already making a mess of things. Not using his own magic was going to be even more of a challenge than he'd already anticipated.

Blasted pants. It’s hard to believe there is any alternate version of himself that would wear these gravity defying monstrosities.

Belatedly, he tossed out an underbreath, "Appreciate it," as they turned to catch up with the others, who had taken the shifting map into stride and carried on without missing a beat.

Gajeel grumbled back, "Don't mention it."

╳┆As the third day's events began and the stadium came abuzz, he found his window to slip away unnoticed. The past few nights of aimless roaming about, catching whispers of that sour presence on the wind, have yet to bear fruit. All that time wasted was compounding; it made his bones itch. He hadn't attended these games on holiday — hadn't broken the rules and risked Fairy Tail's elimination just to suffer a humiliating forfeit and then sulk in the stands. No, there was something evil lurking about, and he fully intended to find it.

"They went that way."

Despite his prickly countenance, Gajeel seemed adept at sneaking about. Jellal barely heard him approach before he'd issued his offhand comment, pointing in the opposite direction in which Jellal originally intended to go.

Just as he opened his mouth to respond, Gajeel cut him off to explain, "They stink."

Jellal nodded, remembering the reaction he received upon his last expression of gratitude, and shifted his stride accordingly. "Tell me how the day goes."

"Nah," Gajeel called behind him, "I ain't yer fuckin' parrot."

[maemil]

Behold: My aromantic star wars agenda.

[ID: a Venn diagram with three circles, containing a photo of Jango Fett, Din Djarin and L3-37 respectively. The overlap between Jango and Din reads: Single dad Mandos. The overlap between Din and L3 reads: Bestie got fucked over by Han Solo. The overlap between L3 and Jango reads: "My BFF wants to fuck me so bad it makes them look stupid". And in the space in the middle is the aromantic flag.]