#ava fandom

[achlyisdumb]

When you want your new found brother to read you a story.

[sushiree]

I got busy and missed a couple of events, so I decided to hit 1 bird with 2 stones and made victim art, that is also queer ❗️❗️

(I'm going to ignore that victims' birthdays was ages ago, pretend I'm on time)

Here they have wigs

Alternative version, Chosen living through it

Refrence

I'm going to make more gay art for pridemonth just you wait

[coro-at-2am]

Green’s escalating waaaay too quickly

[lara-prisma-avm-ask-blog]

Recreation of an old art of mine.

Original:

[I wanted to add some more details, but MediBang didn't want to save it, so I just added my watermark and exported it as is;-;]

[froggytheraggedyfrog]

I hc that this glitched video guy from the new Influencer Arc ep sees Green as their dad lol

[shamythelazypotato]

Chosen? Are you there?

...

Have you ever slept?

Your answer was, "Only when it's necessary."

Have you ever dreamed?

And your answer was, "I don't dream, I simply rest."

Then I cleared my throat and clarified my question,

"Have you ever had nightmares?"

After a few seconds of silence, you said, "...No."

Have you ever stepped on a rock? Or maybe fallen into a hole?

Your answer was, "No, the rocks always turn to ashes before they sting, and I fly above the ground before I get hit."

Have you ever enjoyed a park or a pool?

With a grimace, you exclaimed, "No, how can I have fun in places where I burned thousands of faces who were enjoying themselves? I'm not a fool."

Have you had any friends?

And your answer was, "I don't need them."

And I saw you swallowing hard.

Maybe the words "I lost him" wanted to come out.

Have you ever wanted to live?

You looked at me, confused, and said, "That's what I try to do every day. I've fought and burned for my freedom. Isn't that answer enough?"

I looked at you blankly and said matter-of-factly, "That's called survival. I asked if you've ever enjoyed your life."

Then you went silent and said, "Next question."

Have you ever passed out?

Your answer was a tighten, "No."

"Must be tough to be so powerful yet incapable of taking a break," I responded.

"When your body doesn't even have the ability to turn off itself"

You just scoffed and spat, "What did you just say?"

So I clarified,

"That even if you wanted to, you can't pass away."

And everything went silent again.

"Have you ever killed other people—"

You interrupted me sharply with, "I didn't want to."

I composed myself and stated, "But you didn't just try to; you did it."

Then you quickly replied, "I'm a different person now, that's in the past." Your patience was running thin

And I asked, "So why did you attack so many times?"

You lowered your head, burdened with guilt and shame, and with a stiffened body, you said, "I didn't know people could choose not to fight back, y'know? to actually die."

Silence again. Then you murmured under your breath,

"I wish I would've known back then."

And without another word, you left.

And I never knew if you meant the others, or yourself.

[leilanising]

I love these two so much!! They are so cool together, lol

can you imagine it tho? Like, technically, TDL is a villain, but what if he has a soft spot for the Yellow coder?

[goofyasshoe00000]

Victim?..

[cathodezcrew]

stick bear 100% supports green in his grass endeavors

[emilythedog661]

So, i dived into a new fandom lately

The fandom is the 'Animator vs Animations' and the 'Animations vs Minecraft' series by Alan Beaker, it's a good series and my favourite ship from it are Blue/Yellow and Green/Orange.

Blue/Yellow is an obvious one as as they are always together and they are based on both Alan (Yellow) and his GF/Wife (Blue)

Then there's Green/Orange and i'm surprised this is a underrated ship as the pair act like a married couple, they sit together a lot on the sofa, they eat together at the table, they wear sunglasses in each other colours and lastly, Orange's laser eyes are green! you all are all blind!

Anyway, here is the Link to it on A03

and that's all for now and i'll see you all soon! 🙂

[achlyisdumb]

Hollow Escape AU

Chapter 1: Part 6/6

First // Previous

[sushiree]

I did some practice things ❗❗

(they were supposed to be doodles at first i went overboard woopsiee)

Horaayy ! ! !

Close ups

Im planning a lot of projects rn be prepared 😋

[coro-at-2am]

Happy Pride Month!!

Shout out to:

The gays!!

[askthefuturestickgeneration]

Maybe make thé kid (and if you want the adultes) playing there favorite game ! It Can be video game or plateau game (by plateau i think of Uno, Monopoly, or others ^^)

I Hope it‘s alright that I did it in this type!

BTW, the one by „Card Games“ is a Bit invisible victim. And King is just a Bit tired. - creator

[froggytheraggedyfrog]

YOOO IM ALIVE :DD!!! Sorry for not posting for so long, school is killing me and my drawing skills T__T. I'll try to draw more if I have time!!

And yeah here's one more meme based on my headcanons hope u like it <33

[shamythelazypotato]

"Going back" AvA AU

First part of this / Next part

"A weekly battle?" Chosen asks with a confused look. It's been a week since he moved in with the CG, and it's been... interesting to say the least. He got his own room in a pixelated place thanks to something the kids called 'Minecraft.' He had heard of it before; it became a pretty popular game for a while. But to be honest, nothing interested TCO more than conquering websites alongside Dark back then.

Ah, Dark. For some reason, his thoughts always drift back to him...

Chosen found out the kids lacked individual names. Oh, they claimed they did, but in reality, they were simply identified by their colors. Red, Green—mere descriptors that couldn't help but make Chosen scoff inwardly, How could they settle for being identified solely by their colors?

It seemed too simplistic, too devoid of identity, for Chosen, his name had always been his beacon, his identity etched into every pixel of his existence.

Powerful, glorious, strong, special.

It is true that the black hollow-head didn't grasp the importance of it at first, but after what happened, Chosen actually had time to think, not about destruction or mayhem, just actually think. And now that he thinks about it, these kids are way more different than he is or what he's used to. Still, being named after a color is stupid at least. It looks like Alan couldn't care enough to at least name them properly.

No, Chosen shakes his head slightly as his red eyes glance at the bar task under him.

It's better this way, no expectations, no destiny or something. The kids are actually lucky, luckier than he was at least.

"What are these weekly battles about?" Chosen finally asks. He reclines himself over the soft sofa on the left side of the desktop, leaving enough space to appreciate the battle that is about to start.

"Oh, that's easy!" Second says with a smile. "It's when we usually reunite together to have like a sparring contest! The winner gets one of these," Second says excitedly as he takes out of nowhere a cubic-like trophy in gold. Seems like these kids have made their whole life around Minecraft.

The red kid (Chosen assumes the youngest one) is bouncing eagerly around, throwing punches at the air and getting excited in general. Meanwhile, the green one is patting his shoulder, probably to calm him down and then pointing at himself in an arrogant way. Red only points at him, saying in a tone of defiance, "Hey! Just because you mostly win it doesn't mean you're the best!"

Green says, leaning with his hands on his hips and smirking, "Isn't that exactly what it proves? That I'm the best?"

"Ugh! Don't try to use your mind tricks on me Green! It won't work," but Chosen could clearly perceive a hint of hesitation in Red's eyes. Kids, he thinks in a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

Meanwhile Blue and Yellow were standing more closely to Second, who was almost Infront of Chosen.

The blue one seemed excited as well but in a calmer way, while the yellow one shared his enthusiasm in the same level of excitement, she was also talking about possible strategics and nudging playfully at her blue partner about winning.

They really think this is a game.

Chosen's pupils look at the side without moving his head.«No wonder these kids don't know what to do in a real fight» his eyes narrow as he stares at a lost point on the desktop. His perceptive memory still remembers how the same sticks disintegrated in front of his helpless form.

Pinned, bloody, and beaten up. Helpless. Weak. Weak.

Cursors. Chosen hates Dark for making him feel this way, and this desktop is not helping at all. Ironically, the only other place where he has felt like this before. Thanks to a certain cursor.

Why did he think it was a good idea to come back to this place in the first place? Maybe his house was too painful destroyed to live in. Maybe it's because there are multiple wanted signs searching for him (not that he's afraid). Maybe it's because it doesn't matter where he is anymore.

He will grief survive anyway.

He won't fail again.

"Wanna join us Chosen?" Since Chosen told his name to the kids, he hasn't stopped hearing his name, he almost felt self conscious of it, Chosen glances at Second and says in a monotonous voice "Wouldn't it be unfair?"

"Unfair?...uh" Second trails off as he rests his hand on his chin. Second tilts his head with a curious look to the black stickfigure. "Maybe, but it's just a friendly sparring! You can even teach us cool moves or new techniques to learn! And probably-"

"I meant you" Chosen says in a dead tone, his crimson eyes flickering to see the green confusion in Second. "Isn't it unfair if you and I fight with them?" Second has a puzzled expression on his face.

"What do you mean by that? We're all the same here! Well except for you that you're super fast and powerf-"

"We're both powerful" Chosen says bluntly, he narrows his eyes slightly, «strange» since they came back from defeating Dark, Chosen tried to give his thanks to Second yet, the orange stickfigure looked confused about it, trying to deny he remembers anything about "healing powers" or "Resurrection" and thanking Chosen instead.

And just now, Second shakes his head stubbornly as he says "No Chosen! I already told you, I'm glad you appreciated our efforts but I was just as helpless as my...friends were" Second bows his head in the floor, his lip trembling slightly "I... almost died with them, until you saved us"

At the mention of death, the rest of the stickfigures fell silent and glanced at Chosen then at Second, seems like it was still a sensitive topic for the colorful sticks.

«So he doesn't really remember anything» Chosen thinks inwardly with a sigh, it's not of his surprised that Second is oblivious of his own powers, probably even Alan doesn't know anything about them.

Funny enough it's how it was only activated when he had to survive.

Chosen remembers being in control since the first time he was created, not a trigger or a reason, just a purpose

Survive

Still he's smart enough to know when he has done enough questions to someone, Second actually looks affected by what has happened a days ago before. Even the rest of the colorful sticks were silent and looking down or leaning on each other as if to reassure to each other they're good, they're alive.

«Enough probing»

Chosen sighs again

"If I join you, do you guys will let me be?" Chosen asks with the slightly twitch of an eyebrow in a questioning tone, sounding more reluctant than excited yet Chosen tries.

Second seems to not notice and he perks up at his question, his face splits into a wide smile as he says in a joyful tone "Oh yes please! It'll be fun, we promise!"

Red, who's in the right side of the desktop also smiles, he exclaims childlike "Yes! You'll see me kick this dude's ass!" Red chuckles as she shoves Green playfully, the latest snort at Red's statement and shoves back affectionately as he says "Hah! In your dreams!" And start bickering.

Yellow just smiles in amusement at his friends antics as Blue says with a more gentle smile looking at Second "Yeah! Maybe that would help us to improve our fighting skills as well!"

"My thoughts exactly!" Second beams as he approaches to the now excited stickfigures, shaking his arms up and down in anticipation.

Chosen looks at them with a questioning look for a few seconds, before his lips traitorously twitch slightly into the attempt of an amused smile. Kids

He quickly composes himself as he gets up slowly from the couch and asks

"So? When do we start?"