#bury a friend AU

[starry-bi-sky]

Who is the more well-adjusted twin; Damian, or Danyal? Why, it's Damian, of course!

And I have an explanation for this! But first I wanna preface this that this is just me like, rambling about this thought I have and it's not an attack on the trope as a whole. I love the Danyal Al Ghul au which is why i'm so deeply passionate about it, because I think it has a lot of potential to be explored. It's no secret that I've mentioned before that I think Danny's psychological development tends to get overlooked and underutilized in DAG aus, and the impact that growing up in an assassin league often goes ignored. This is just me further expanding on that.

Now lets set the stage! This is specifically for Danny who is adopted by the Fentons later down in life. Lets go twin au. At 10 years old, Damian goes to the Wayne Family, Danny is adopted by the Fentons (regardless of their affiliation with the League). By 14 years old, who ends up the better adjusted, more socially aware, spiritually in-tune with themselves, sibling? Why, Damian is! Why is that?

Because he has the actual support he needs compared to Danny. And I'm not talking about good or bad parents Fentons, because either way my opinion doesn't change. Damian would end up the better off twin, because, frankly, his family knows his background. They know he grew up in the League, they know what the League's teachings are, and they know he's a born and raised assassin. Knowing this, they can then help tackle and dismantle the teachings and lessons he has been given and ingrained into by the League. They may be a dysfunctional family, but they're functional enough to at least actively help deprogram all of the League's teachings that have been ingrained in Damian throughout his childhood.

Can't say the same for Danny.

Lets say Fentons here don't know his background -- and even if they do, the results may just stay the same if they play their cards wrong, -- Danny's now just been thrown into the deep end of a pool and is essentially being told sink or swim. Regardless of how he got there -- undercover, faked death, etc -- he has no proper support. He knows the League is meant to be secret, he's not gonna speak on it for various reasons. Whether it be some still lingering loyalty, fear of harm, or whatever. Whatever the reason is, he does not have a proper support system in the Fentons, no matter how nice they are. They can only tackle the surface level stuff and whatever Danny allows them to see -- if Danny ever lets them see it at all. For what do assassins do when they don't want to be caught? They hide. Sometimes in plain sight.

"But Jazz--" Jazz is a child. She is 2 years older than Danyal and no better at giving him a proper support system than the two adult Fenton parents, even with parentification. We don't know when she got into psychology or how long she'd been studying it by the time Danny's 14. We just know she's really into it. Even then, Jazz is not a licensed or reliable therapist, or even an experienced or implied good therapist, and should not be used as one either. It's a disservice to her character to reduce her down to 'supporting female emotional crutch'. Besides, therapy only works on people who want to get better. Danny, who'd be hiding who he really is, has very little incentive to want to, or to even think something is wrong with his way of thinking, even with exposure to the outside world.

When people's beliefs are outright challenged, they tend to double down on them, and Jazz canonically has a habit of psychoanalyzing her family and declaring what she thinks is the problem -- regardless of whether or not she's right about it. Jazz would get into psychology, try and psychoanalyze Danny, and all it would do is cause him to clam up, shut into himself further, and throw up even more walls so that she can't figure out that he has been lying this whole time. It would do more harm than good, and would actively hinder any progress he'd make in trying to open up to them. Roads and good intentions and all that.

That being said, I think Danny's development and dismantling of the League's teachings would be slower than Damian's. Much slower. Because he would be the one having to pick apart everything and figure out what is right, what is wrong, what he wants to keep, and what he wants to toss. Everything he unlearns would be stuff he has to unlearn himself. If he even gets to that point at all -- depending on his experiences, he very well could not change at all, or change very little. The League acts as a purge for humanity, meant to reign in their hubris and retain balance, they just also happen to be assassins for hire. Danny's time spent in Amity Park could as well strengthen his belief in their teachings just as much as it could weaken it, especially if it goes as canon and he gets bullied.

Regardless, being tossed to a civilian family as someone who is very much not a civilian, without any support, would be actively detrimental to Danny's overall mental health and development. Especially to strangers like the Fentons. Damian was closed off and standoffish even with blood family, and it took him time to open up to them -- Danny, with the Fentons, would be even more so. He doesn't know them, he doesn't trust them, he has no rhyme or reason to open up to them, and since the Fentons don't actually know him, they can't help him the way he needs. Once "Danny Fenton" is made, he has even less reason to open up. So long as Danyal allows it, they will only ever know Danny, and they'll never know Danyal.

TL:DR the Fentons aren't the better family option just because they're civilians, and actually that makes them the worser option between the two because they can't give Danny the proper support he needs. You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink.

[drawbauchery]

Ok so heres some headcannons for your au imposter. :>

Although imposter is mainly shown dealing/helping with others im sure he has got some issues Besides recovering from the killing game and trying to be a better person. Ok first thing,imposter tends to serpress his emotions,like he barrys any thoughts he doseint want to deal with in the back on his mind so he doesn't have to deal with it. He doseint unpack his thoughts often like when he said "ill unpack this later" he never did. Ok next,they hate mirrors mainly because they probably hate there real face,i mean there body is one thing theres nothing extremely discernable about it. But there face is different. When ever they look at there face all he sees is an emptyshell of a man they dont remember being. They weren't allowed near mirrors for awile. And last thing, He felt guilty for lieing to them for so long that he often questions why his friends actually like him.

Also i drew some art that matches with this

Im not good with angst so it kinda sucks BUT i hope you like it :)

[brown-little-robin]

I need to sleep for 70 hours and then maybe I'll feel not evil again

[veinsfullofstars]

❄️ Memories of winter ❄️

(ID: Kirby series fanart, Childhood Friends AU, featuring young Dedede, Meta, Para Dee, and Bow Dee engaging in various winter-themed activities and scenarios. DDD wears a burgundy full-body coat with fuzzy white puffball buttons and cuffs, a red-and-orange-striped scarf, and a red knitted cap with another white puffball on the end. Meta wears a purple-and-lilac-striped scarf patterned in simple dark bat shapes and a pair of knitted purple wing cozies. Para wears a green-and-brown plaid scarf and a pair of pale-green earmuffs with a white band alongside his glasses. Bow wears only a pair of white earmuffs with a light-blue band alongside her trademark bow. More detailed descriptions below the cut. END ID.)

Part 1 (you're here!) | Part 2

Finally managed to bang this out despite the weeks-long pain of driveway shoveling. A pox on this season, I say. At least the kiddos are having fun - look at them. Precious beans.

Sketches started btw 11/23 and 01/24, render started 01/08/24, finished 01/21/24. NOTE: This was originally posted on my deleted account on 01/29/24.

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Image descriptions (from top to bottom):

-The kids all packed together on a wooded sled going fast downhill toward the viewer’s left. Meta up front leaning into the wind with a look of excited wonder on his face, Para sitting beside him with his hands covering his face in fright, DDD behind them holding onto the sled and squinting hard against the wind, Bow behind him holding onto his shoulder and waving her free hand in the air in joyful exhilaration.

-DDD and Meta iceskating towards the viewer’s right (each wearing a pair of brown skates with gold clasps and silver blades). DDD has fallen flat on his face (in his signature head-slide pose), and Meta glances over at him as he skates past, a look of concern on his face, his scarf trailing out behind him.

-Bow on a snowboard (the deck patterned in long swooping lines almost like waves in various shades of teal), soaring up through the air towards the viewer’s left, her feet planted firmly, one hand gripping the board, the other tossed back behind her, her expression determined.

-A snowball fight between Meta and Bow on one team (background) and Para and DDD on the other (foreground), each hiding behind a wall of packed snow. DDD startles, arms held out and eyes comically wide, as a snowball - tossed by Bow - hits him right in the back of the head. Para (sitting beside him) glances up from where he is making more snowballs. Behind them, Meta climbs on top of his team’s fort, a snowball the size of his own body held over his head, his eyes a pair of ultra-instinct diamonds as he prepares to throw.

-Para trying out a set of skis (the decks lime-green, the shoes brown with gold clasps, the poles dark-green with lime-green handles). He looks very unsteady on his feet, holding the poles out wide as he trembles, frowning down through his lime-green ski mask. He says in a speech bubble, “P-Pizza… French fry…”

-Meta standing neutrally, wearing his scarf and wing cozies along with DDD’s knitted cap, his breath visible beside him in a small puff.

-The kids all lying on the snow making snow angels (top-down view, DDD on bottom, Meta on left, Bow on top, Para on right). DDD laughs with his eyes closed as he drags his arms and feet through the snow in wide arcs. Meta grins happily behind his scarf as he does the same. Bow excitedly flails her little arms and feet through the snow as fast as she can, spraying snow everywhere. Para - caught in her wake - curls slightly away from Bow and blocks the snow with his hand, one eye closed, smiling despite himself.

-DDD sitting with his arms held out as his friends all cuddle close to him for warmth - Para draped over his right side (viewer’s left), Bow peeking out from behind his left shoulder, Meta lying against his left side (viewer’s right) - all looking quite content save for DDD himself, who looks only slightly annoyed. Squiggly lines radiate out from him to indicate body heat, while an arrow points at him with the text “Living Space Heater”.

-DDD, Meta, and Para all enjoying mugs of hot cocoa, each piled high with swirls of cream, wisps of steam curling off of them. DDD holds one mug for himself (pale-yellow with a light-blue snowflake design) and hands out another for Meta (light-blue with a pale-yellow snowflake design). Meta reaches for it excitedly, eyes wide and sparkling, his little hands waving and his wings flared out behind him, straining in their cozies. Beside him, Para sits with his own mug (light-green with a pale-red snowflake design), holding it in both hands and smiling contentedly.

-The kids making snowpeople. On the left, DDD stands before a snowman vaguely modeled after himself (with rocks for the eyes, mouth, and buttons, three twigs on top for his plumage, and a fish-patterned scarf - presumably Bow’s - around its neck), grinning cockily and mimicking its pose with one hand on his hip, the other held up in a flex. Para stands beside him with an armful of extra sticks, looking very unimpressed with an ellipsis over his head. On the right, Meta leans on one foot with his back to the viewer, working on a snowman that looks somewhat like Galacta Knight (with twigs shoved in to represent his horns and the cross visor of his mask, and mounds of snow in back to represent wings). In the foreground, Bow sits stubbornly half-buried in a pile of snow, shivering, a drop of snot hanging from her face.

[gothsuguru]

kairoooooo!!!

i’m here to ask you more about ‘out of my league’ (university au my belovedddd as you already know hehe :3 ) and ‘my love builds coffins’ because they both sound soooooo tasty!!!!

i’m so intrigued by your geto brainrot because you always come up with the most delicious and unique pairings and aus!! <33

much love,

Lily xo @storiesoflilies

THE FACT THAT I KNEW YOU WOULD ASK ABOUT UNI CRUSH!SUKUNA NDNFNFNDNDNF i know you and your love for your husband (sukie) so well 🤭 AND OMFG I’M SO HAPPY YOU ASKED ABOUT HARPIST!GETO THAT ONE JUST RECENTLY MADE ME VERY FERAL :3 putting in the wip ask game here so i don’t forget hehe

ALSO THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! you saying that i come up w unique pairings/au’s is literally the sweetest thing in the world i’m tucking that comment 2 my chest <3 hehe

my love builds coffins:

AHHHHHHH YOU DON’T KNOW HOW ECSTATIC I AM THAT YOU ASKED FOR THIS ONE HEHE IT’S A RECENT WIP AND IT’S MAKING ME INSANE!!!!! the title of the song is actually “my boy builds coffins” by florence + the machine but i wanted reader to be the coffin builder so i changed it up :3

okay so BASICALLY the gist that i have set up rn is that suguru is a harp player and ofc it’s such an angelic instrument that brings ethereal joy to others… but two of his friends (haibara & riko) passed away in a tragic car accident on their way to his show… i think suguru genuinely almost loses his way and can’t even look at his harp anymore but his best friend satoru wants him to find his way again — so suguru finds a cottage to stay at while also trying to process his grief.

there he meets a coffin maker who he gets to know a bit and they try and help him through his grief (this reader i think will be very beloved to me in the future… they’re not like my normal brash loud silly readers… they’re a bit more subdued & have an air of calm & mystique that intrigues and entrances suguru!) this fic i think will be about two people bonding over grief and trying to overcome it the best way they can together… i’m actually really excited to write this fic and get more ideas about it so thank you so much lily for asking about it :’) i think this fic will be very near and dear to me and a lot more softer/bittersweet/morose yet hopefully filled w fondness & longing! i’ll try and get ideas to write abt this soon :’)

out my of league:

ok this was actually originally a frat boy!geto fic but as i was writing it i found myself way more drawn to sukuna who is reader’s best friend! i started looking at their dialogue & the way they interact and i just fell in love with the idea of him as the campus crush but reader being the ONLY one he can tolerate! it’s a uni au and also best friend to lovers <333 sukie is so funny to me bc he doesn’t realize he’s in love until it hits him like a freight train & is like damn i like this bitch 😑😒

this snippet is what started it all for me 😭

[crazy-as-a-jaybird]

next time my certain trustworthy extra comfy friend appears online, i'm telling her about my love for tickles

for now, i texted about my recent tickle nightdream with characters we both like

we don't talk every day but always have the greatest time doing so, so i'm not too worried tbh??

[multifandomplushie]

It's only natural a disturbed cunning ghost who was in isolation for a long time would find it hard to fully process Ben's seemingly endless care, but he goes along with it...

[the-burry-man-of-lavender-town]

(reference photo made by @lazy-charlie)

Name: Barry Shinigami.

Age: 32.

Pronouns: He/Him.

Pokemon: A Gengar named Kiena, and a Ditto named Dirt.

Hometown: Lavender Town.

Occupation: Grounds Keeper/Grave Watcher in Lavender tower.

Story: This is an alternate universe version of the pokemon creepypasta character the Buryman from the Buried Alive Model story.

This takes place in the normal pokemon world.

Barry was kidnapped by some unknown people who wanted something from him an old family heirloom that was worth alot of money, he never got to see their faces due to being blind folded.

Eventually they got fed up and decided to teach him a lesson and if he wouldn't tell them he wasn't worth keeping alive, so they took him to the top of the pokemon tower where an empty grave was currently being prepared.

They proceeded to kick him in the grave and covered him up in dirt he tried to kick and scream but despite his attempts on trying to escape he had no luck and was burried deep in the dirt, and they left him to die.

He was left there for a few days only surviving due to a leak in the ceiling of the tower allowing rain water to drop in keeping him hydrated enough, the fear and the pain from being buried under so much dirt slowly ate away at him.

All he managed todo was get his hand out of the ground and he hoped and preyed someone would save him, and one afternoon the local nurse was visiting the tower at the second highest floor to pay respects to her own deceased pokemon.

When suddenly she saw some of the ghost pokemon in the tower trying to get her attention she was confused wondering what they could want but decided to follow them to the top floor, there she saw Barry's hand sticking out of the ground.

She panicked and quickly ran up checking his plus he was still alive but barely she quickly used a shovel and carefully undug him he was in a horrible state and was practically starving, she fully got him out of that grave and rushed him to the pokecenter doing what she could with the supplies they had on hand.

She made a few phone calls and he was taken to a proper hospital near by and over the course of a few months was finally nursed back to as best of health as they could get him, This incident however left him with scars on his body and on his mind not to mention left him permeantly paralyzed from the waist down from the intense pressure from the dirt. He also could only see out of one eye by this point as well.

He was soon allowed to return home but due to his mental state and the fact he lived alone they took him to a daycare where they had trained therapy pokemon, none of them really caught his eye that is untill a Gengar floated up to him and stuck out it's tongue.

The workers there apologized and tried to get the pokemon away from him but he soon spoke up for the first time since he had woke up saying that he wanted that one, they explained that she was a trouble maker and wasn't fit for service but he refused to pick any other one.

They eventually gave in and agreed to let him take her home after some paper work he was taken home, after the incident he decided to dedicate his life to being the groundskeeper for the tower despite the trauma he had there the ghosts had saved his life and he owed it to them to help take care of them.

Now he watches over the tower and hopes to one day to become a gym leader inside the tower, but is currently content with his current life with his emotional support Gengar he named Kiena and his later adopted ditto named dirt.

Extra Information:

Due to the incident he is now completely wheel chair bound but thanks to Kiena he's able to get around easily. He also speaks in a low raspy voice and often complains about being cold, and has a strange craving for fresh meat but genuinely is a kind man otherwise.

Despite Kiena being a Gengar who are known to be tricksters she remains pretty loyal to him and never pulls any pranks on him and seemingly genuinely loves him as her trainer but dosen't stop her from playing pranks on other people.

He adopted dirt a few weeks after he was sent home and he often just pets the goopy lil fellow sometimes, dirt transforms itself into a strange ghostly white hand but no one not even Barry knows why.

[milimeters-morales]

thinking about reworking the entire beginning facility plot tbh i have much better ideas now but mainly i wanna include peter’s guilt over “killing” miles being one of the first things he experiences after escaping even though it wouldn’t have been his fault if miles actually did perish in the moment. it also is gonna be important in the kraven battles later when he buries peter alive, it’s gonna be augh uagh augh on my brain . but it would mean i have to change more of the timeline and peter’s general character which is fine because it’ll end up closer to his canon character anyway

[meat-loving-meat]

I’m thinking about Modern!AUs in fanfiction and why sometimes they’re some of my favorite fics and also sometimes the Worst™️. (<-that is a joke. There is no such thing as bad fanfiction, just fanfiction I don’t personally like.)

Because I LOVE Modern!AUs that ask interesting questions about how the setting of a story impacts the characters—how much of the setting can you remove while still being able to recognize the characters in question? All of it? None of it? What new problems would living in a world with planes and phones create for these characters? How are the social and political tensions of the original canon reflected in our own world?

The “problem” (again, not an actual problem, just a personal preference) is that most Modern!AUs COMPLETELY refuse to engage with any of that. They instead become a stale rehashing of the original canon except with lower stakes. Nothing about the modern setting adds interest, and everything interesting from the original setting falls away.

I think that a lot of people write Modern!AU fics to deescalate the conflict of the original canon and give the characters more relatable problems, which isn’t universally terrible, but it can so easily become boring. I don’t WANT to know what it would be like if one of these characters was a florist and the other was a tattoo artist; I want to know what would happen if you gave one of them a gun.

[starry-bi-sky]

Hello Starry! I just had a thought about your Danyal al Ghul AU, and didn't have anyone else to share it with, so here we go:

If in this universe Bruce is Jewish, and Danny knows this(probably from a google search), he may wear a Star of David necklace to have a piece of his father with him at all times, since he knows he will never get to meet him. Or maybe the necklace sits in a box under a floorboard, because he can't stand the constant reminder of the father he'll never get to have. Maybe he observes Sam and her family celebrate Jewish holidays, or he learns how to by himself, but uses the time to mourn, instead of celebrate.

Anyways, hope all is well, and thank you for sharing your writing!

AAHHHH??? YOUR BRAIN??? Thank you!! I love sharing my writing, it soothes my need for attention lol. lmao, even. (Also how did you know i was thinking of my danyal al ghul au today -- i have an unfinished draft that i was thinking of delving into after my work meeting) also aahh!!!!!!!! im so happy that you wanted to share your thoughts with me about it &lt;333

But dude BOTH of these ideas are soo?? GOOD and ANGSTY. I love angsty. Danny would for sure know if Bruce was Jewish, lil guy did an obsessive amount of research on his dad the moment he got his hands on a computer and figured out how they worked. Danny has like, a three inch thick folder almost on his father alone. Anything he could get his hands on, he's got it. That thickness is almost exclusively from his first like, six months in Amity Park. He keeps it in a box in his closet, along with his growing-folder on Damian and his achievements as Damian Wayne. He pages through it when he's feeling like mourning.

First off: him wearing a Star of David necklace to feel connected to Bruce. That is SO sad and I love it so much. He bought it with an allowance he'd been given when he first started living with the Fentons, he keeps it tucked under his shirt so nobody even knows he has it. Sam and Tucker don't until it slips out while he's hanging out with them and when they ask him about it, Danny very reluctantly tells them that his father is Jewish. When he's distracted, nervous, or sad, he fidgets with it. How this looks is that he looks like he's kinda rubbing his chest, like ungrasping and grasping something.

Second Off: him keeping it in a box under the floorboards. That is also so, so good. He's got it in the box along with a few other things that remind him of his father and Damian and his mother. He takes it out when he's feeling particularly lonely and homesick, it's a feeling that never really goes away even after five years of living in Amity Park. It's like a longing for something you'll never see again, but isn't that just how grief works? i can just imagine him sitting against the bed, late at night and back from patrol. He's still in his ghost form, his katana laid on the ground next to him, and his almost bird-like cape pooling down beside him as he cups the necklace in his hand like he's cradling an egg. Maybe he's bleeding from somewhere, and he's telling the necklace about patrol, murmured soft in Arabic.

When he finds out Sam is Jewish he probably, after much consideration, asks if he can observe their holidays -- after all, researching Jewish holidays only does so much. Sam agrees when he explains why, much to her parents chagrin, and he sometimes tags along. But once he gets an understanding of how they go, he starts doing it on his own. Somewhat. He celebrates with Sam for most of it, and then has some time to himself where he celebrates it on his own. So it's a little bit of both.

^^^ which brings me to thinking about my danyal snippet here where Sam is at a Wayne gala and tears into her parents over Danny in front of Bruce. And it's making me think of, with this idea in mind, Sam in a moment of emotional impulsivity, saying "I know that he wears a Star of David because his father is Jewish and he wants to be closer to him, because he loves him so very fucking much." And while saying that, briefly makes direct eye contact with Bruce as a way to tell him "I know you're his fucking dad. Look at the son you have left behind."

If only for the emotional gut punch that can leave Bruce with. 🥰

Thank you for the ask! I had a lot of fun responding to it, have a fantastic evening/day/night.

[rakubalka]

Local Baseball Protege Remembers Previous Life As Poisonous Fortune Teller , Becomes Terrifyingly Protective Of Local Loser

{murder happened here}

Coco can't believe his own eyes .

HE ISN'T POISONOUS !!!

HE CAN HUG PEOPLE NOW WITHOUT WORRY OF POISONING THEM .

HE IS SO HAPPY .

KOMATSU WILL BE SO PROUD .

Wait .

Komatsu ?

WHERE IS KOMATSU !?!?!??!?

He hears a scream and he knows with his soul it's Komatsu's.

With a bat in hand and fully ready to commit atrocities in Komatsu's name he steps in a street and meets eyes with Komatsu . Komatsu whose eyes are full of Tears ! Komatsu Who Is Severely Bruised ! KOMATSU WHO IS HURT !!!!!!

THEY WILL PAY FOR HURTING HIM !!!!

" Oh Hey Takeshi ! Going home with a bat out I see . Mind lending it to us for a moment ? We have a lesson to teach to Dame-Tsuna about running away , you see . He thinks he can run from us . And we're thinking that his leg is an adequate payment ."

They tried talking . Talking about Hurting KOMATSU .

Blah blah blah blah blah enough talking

A crunch was heard , not the head unfortunately but the ribcage still works .

Coco was getting ready for another strike when suddenly everyone even Komatsu fell asleep with a tud on the floor .

He dove down to stop Komatsu from hitting his head on the floor .

And that's when he felt her ...

Rin his little sister .

" Hi big bro ! "

And with a cheerful attitude he was greeted .

"Rin did you see everything?"

He has to ask no matter who it was he had to ask if they knowingly let someone hurt Komatsu .

"Only after you got the blue fire thing but I should have watched over him better so it is my fault ."

That is a relief . He wouldn't have to choose between his sister and Komatsu . She just didn't calculate those things stupidity.

"Also congrats on getting your memory back . Close times both of us , maybe the rest will get it soon too ."

"The rest ?"

" Yeah , you , me , Zebra , Brunch , Starjun and Komatsu as for the rest I don't know ."

"When did you get the memories back if I might ask ?"

"2 days ago . But we have some more important things to do at the moment , like getting rid of the bodies of those things and offering poor little Komatsu emotional support and a little medical attention ."

"You are right , we do have more important matters at hand ."

And so they started getting rid of all the evidence and preparing for Komatsu's waking up .

Komatsu was so adorable trying to be as polite as possible . Even if they felt bad having had to lie a little to him about what happened , but a small white lie to protect Komatsu's innocence is worth their the sadness a hundred times over if it means he is happy .

He didn't like the fact that Komatsu tried to downplay himself and even insult himself . Hm that won't do . He needs someone to lift him up a little and would you look at it Coco has more than enough time with baseball out the picture .

And he succeeded in getting Komatsu to be his friend . Even taking him to his home and making plans to escort him to school from tomorrow onwards .

The moment he stepped into TakeSushi he felt it . The killing intent of his father , not as intimidating as he thinks in comparison to what Coco deals with daily and obvious in the fact he wouldn't actually hurt him .

He did get a rather informative talk about the little fire from his father along with congratulations for his first kill .

Rin got the information the next day . The same day Coco resigned from the baseball club and became Komatsu's shadow .

[theinvisiblemuseum]

bury a friend

chapter 10 - pandora

“I thought we were sticking together?” Pandora pouts. “Us against the big bad killer.”

[charlieslowartsies]

Ok so, I've been working on some scenes for my little fanfic of kga (and of course none of them are the next chapter to publish) and I've been thinking about the magic surrounding the animatronics and their sentience in far more general terms (cause that's what my characters are doing) and stumbled across something interesting that I'm gonna put into my story but wanna share in case it never gets fully published. I was thinking about the broad strokes of what happened to make the Marionette and Golden Freddy and went "wait that kinda sounds vaguely familiar?" And after some digging it kinda has hints of the story of the Golem of Prague? Like these kids, who feared more attacks from a far more powerful thing, created protectors out of soulless "husks" (granted, made of metal and not stone) with nothing but the power of their belief. And just like in the story, the Marionette can grow too violent and be turned against the ones it was supposed to protect. I dunno if I'm reading too far into things but I thought it was a really neat leap that my mind made and wanted to share

You're correct in pointing this out! The very loose term/concept spiraled from that story actually. Scared and weak, these children felt powerless and wanted more.

That's why London Bridge is titled what it is. A reference to watchmen, human sacrifices and protecting/guarding something and what those guards might be.

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @jann-the-bean!!!!!

you know i had to draw this lil precious baby again because my GOSH-!!! too adorable<333 (i believe she is capable of murder with how full of rage she is tho- gremlin behavior<;3333)

there's only so many ways i can say how much i adore your art and writings before i become a broken record because SERIOUSLY!!!! you are my biggest inspiration when it comes to writing and i swear if i hear you saying ANYTHING otherwise i'm breaking into your house no matter how far away you are cause i'm not tolerating such lies!!!! you are an AMAZING bean and i would hug you to death if i could >:'Dc <333

mocha belongs to jann

mobster au is both by @help-im-a-gay-fish and jann

[crimeronan]

AU Willow not buying Canon Amity's deal for a goddamn second would be heartbreaking because she's been hurt for too long and doesn't know WHY Amity broke their friendship

canon amity is like well. i see giving you temporary brain damage and making you try to actually honest to fucking god kill me was the best thing i've ever done for our relationship. so glad i no longer have to feel guilty about all of that <-Still Feels Guilty About All Of That