#dark mage au

[waywardsalt]

i dont have a specific question but tell me more about the dark mage au :)

Oooohhh the dark mage au... In simple terms, the basic premise is that this au is the one that my ganonbeck fic 'Where the Seas Meet the Sands' takes place in, so it is therefore The ganonbeck au, and is named 'dark mage' au because the secondary premise of this au is that Linebeck learns magic! Dark magic, obviously. It's also called 'dark mage' specifically over any other magic-related subtitle because I am personally obsessed with Fire Emblem Awakening's male dark mage design and thus imagine Linebeck in it every so often.

It's... lacking plot right now, but I hope I'll be more motivated to hash out a further plot once I finish up WtSMtS. It’s intended to take place a but before and then directly after that fic, with that fic’s events being… somehow slotted in. that’s my biggest issue with making them effectively the same thing, but that really only applies for if/when I actually write this au.

As said before, this au is effectively half romance and half drama, likely beginning with most focus on the relationship between Ganondorf and Linebeck, before more serious plot threads start appearing- yknow establishing the relationship of the two main characters before muddying the waters a bit.

Some of the worldbuilding is lightly figured out; the majority of it takes place on a large continent where the Hylians, Zora, Rito, Gorons, Gerudo, and Sheikah live (kind of just the botw smattering of groups), while places like Holodrum and Labrynna exist across the sea as other continents. I don’t think anyone will actually go to Holodrum or Labrymna, it’s just worth mentioning since Linebeck does sail around a few times, and it generally makes the world feel a bit bigger. Plus they do get mentioned as places sending or receiving goods.

Back to the ‘dark mage’ part of things, I have a light magic system hashed out across a few of my aus, but it originated with this au and is most important to it. There’s a bit of a focus on how magic works, with Ganondorf being a skilled magic-user, Linebeck learning to use magic, and magic being generally known and used across the story by many other cast members.

The general gist if the magic is that anyone can learn to use magic so long as they know how to, and there are a few types of magic, mostly divided by element. Some groups and people have a specific inclination towards one or two elements and therefore would learn and handle them more easily, but everyone more or less has equal chance to learn magic. No one is more or less automatically superior at magic than anyone else, it’s all based in how much you practice, and there are some specific conditions that can temporarily boost someone’s magic ability.

The magic system is intended to be important to the plot, but first I need to have an actual plot set up. Some crumbs of it are present in WtSMtS, with tension and unrest directed at the Hylain kingdom, and Ganondorf’s more hostile thoughts towards it, so I think the plot that does arise will revolve around a conflict with the Hylian kingdom, not just between them and the Gerudo but also involving a few of the other groups, since they have their own stances on the Hylian Kingdom. The finer details haven’t been figured out yet, though.

Beyond all that, though, at it's core its a ganonbeck fic with some real plot mixed in later on, with actual usage of the loose and basic magic system I've decided on. In a sense, it's one of the few that's actually been a bit written and posed via WtSMtS?? I haven't thought about that much, but it also makes it easier for me to properly write this au using that fic as a sort of springboard.

[valkariel]

(Yet Another) Hatsune Miku

Another Miku cosplay glamour with two dye channels! :> Nothing special here, but wanted to use the headphones that don't make sense on au ra.

Head: Magitek Ear Guards - default / cherry pink Body: Street Top - jet black / turquoise blue Hands: Saigaskin Armguards of Casting - default Legs: Faire Kohakama - turquoise blue / jet black Feet: Bootlets of Eternal Passion - turquoise blue / jet black

Earring: The Emperor's New Earrings Neck: Edenmete Necklace of Casting Wrists: The Emperor's New Bracelet Right Ring: The Emperor's New Ring Left Ring: The Emperor's New Ring

Main Hand: -- Off Hand: --

Fashion Accessory: -- Minion: -- Mount: -- Location: Faeberry Atelier

Shader: Faeberry Studio

[onedivinemisfit]

If she was raised in the church. I keep thinking about that. How different would that have gone down, would sothis have awakened earlier? Would rhea have brainwashed her? Would jeralt still be a part of her life?

FE3H (c) Nintendo

Art: Me

[blackstarchanx3new]

Hey I like your Four Swords Return comic a lot c: I redrew some of my favourite panels in my style. I haven’t postet original content on tumblr in a long while but I thought maybe you wanna see it /w\ Anyway I appreciate your hard work and I hope you keep it up x) I’m always looking forward to new pages

Oh my god I love it so much. 😭

Thank youuuu!!! 🖤💜

They're both so cute in your art style. 😍

The translation of his wide grin in the first one is just amazing. Chefs kiss.

The head pat panel is my everything.

So many emotions so many different parts of the comic. Ahghhghghhgh

I love it.

[whisperthelocalcrypticbastard]

as Sam is all I draw these days (apparently) have a mage Sam! There'll be more on this fucked up little guy during whumptober. I've joinked most worldbuilding from the world of darkness. Yes, Gene is a werewolf.

(yes he did stitch that inside of his jacket himself)

[cestacruz]

Today? I bring lesbian OCs

Tomorrow? Who knows...

Version with glasses cuz i want her

[thebluemage]

The Hills | Steve Kemp

Pairing | Steve Kemp x dark!reader

Warning | Explicit sexual content, 18+, smut, obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, cyberstalking, hacking, gaslighting, dark web, black market harvesting, manipulation, mentions of canibalism, mentions of distributing of body parts, mentions of kidnapping, mentions of Stockholm Syndrome, dark themes, Steve Kemp (he's a warning on his own!)

Summary | You discover Steve’s dark secret but you still admire him for it.

Word Count | 3163

A/N | Here’s the next part to Obsession, enjoy! ❤️ Beta’d by the amazing @lunarbuck, but all mistakes are my own. Banner & divider made by @vase-of-lilies. If y’all enjoy it, leave some feedback, comment and reblog. I’d really appreciate it!! 💗

Taglist: @superdcchick @hallecarey1 @dangertoozmanykids101 @jobean12-blog @buckysteveloki-me @happydelightfulstrawberry @lovehotch87

First chapter | Series Masterlist | Masterlist | My Ko-fi

‘I only call you when it’s half-past five. The only time that I’ll be by your side, I only love it when you touch me, not feel me. When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me. When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, yeah.’ - The Weeknd

A few days go by, and you can’t stop thinking about Steve. Between the back-and-forth texting, he is nice and funny, everything you could ever ask for. You’re absolutely smitten with him. Just as you pull your laptop onto your lap, you receive a text from Steve.

Hey, Angel. Want to meet up? 

Yes, of course! Are you calling me ‘angel’ now?

Oh, yeah! Unless, you want me to stop… If that makes you uncomfortable.

No, no, please. Keep going, I like that! 

Good, it’s a date! I will send you the address and time! I can’t wait to see you again! My angel.

He sends you the address that is located near the bookshop where you first met him, and it’s not far from your place. You decide to walk the distance there, which is just a few blocks away.

You walk into a warm and cozy cafe. The smell of coffee roams around the acoustic atmosphere of the place. It’s lovely. As you look through the crowd of people, you lock your eyes on Steve again. A smile spreads across your face.

“Hey there, handsome.” You approach the booth where he’s sitting. He stands up and greets you with a hug. “Hey, Angel.”

He’s wearing a soft brown sweater with black pants to complete the look. You wrap your arms around his body as you slide closer to him. His large hands touch your back while he pulls you into his embrace. The scent of his cologne infiltrates your nostrils as you smell his strong scent, a mix of a dewy scent of sage and bergamot. You never want to let him go, not ever.

“You smell nice.” You voice out when you sadly pull away from him.

“Thank you, Angel. You’re so delightful, and you look beautiful as ever.” He compliments  as he takes another look at you, roaming his eyes on your body. “Magnificent.”

Steve is utterly fixated on you. He can’t believe that he has found someone as heavenly as you are. Ethereal yet tangible, wholesome yet sinful to his desires. He only wants more of you with each passing second, he wants to know what you feel like wrapped around him as he rampantly thrusts into you. Fire arises when you look at him, as if you can see right through him. He can’t wait to take a bite out of you.

“You flatter me, Steve.” You reply to him, when you avert your eyes back to Steve, becoming aware of his intense gaze on you. Your eyes connect together, and you feel a spark igniting in your gut.

“It’s the truth.” He states as his stare lingers on. You couldn’t look away from him, afraid to lose this sense of coming home.

“Uhh, let’s sit down.” He takes your hand and maneuvers you into the booth. He takes his place with you sitting next to him.

“So, here come the awkward questions,” he declares while he laughs a bit. 

You tell Steve some basic information about yourself as he listens intently. You don’t want to reveal everything about yourself to him as you feel apprehensive about opening up, so you improvise a generic white lie.

I won’t tell him about my job and about my hacking skills. Maybe I can do more damage and use it to my advantage. 

You tell him a different job occupation and he nods notably.

A waiter comes to your booth to take your orders and leaves quickly, hurrying to the next customer. Several minutes later, another waiter comes with your orders.

“So, what brings you to town, Steve?” You ask him as you tilt your head curiously.

“My second residency.”

“Nice. I can imagine many women would line up just to get a procedure done by you.”

“Not that many, if I’m being honest. Most women that come to me want to change their physique. You have the occasional boob job, tummy tucks.” He plucks a red cherry out of the cup and pops it in his mouth.

“And butt lifts.” You finish for him with a smile.

“Yeah, that too,” He chuckles knowingly.

“Do you have any social media, perhaps?” You ask him as you take your phone out of your bag to search him online.

“I don’t have any.” He shakes his head immediately.

Hmm, strange. 

“Instagram?” You question, persisting on answers as you move closer to him.

“I don’t feel like sharing things about my private life.”

“Okay, that’s valid.”

“What about Twitter?” You continue the questions as you bring your body forward to him and lean your head against your hand for support. He takes a few sips from his drink, taking his time to answer.

“No. Does anyone have anything smart to say on Twitter? No way.” 

“How am I able to contact you more easily? If not via social media, and only texting?”

“I don’t know, you can always send me a letter the old-fashioned way,” he suggests jokingly, as you laugh at his witty comment. He looks up at you, and something mischievous glimmers through his eyes while he smiles at you. 

“What?” You ask him when he keeps staring at you, taking a glimpse at your mouth.

“You have such a beautiful smile.”

“Thank you, Steve. You’re so kind.”

The afternoon progresses to evening, and you and Steve lose track of time. When Steve goes to the toilet, you decide to peek into his wallet that he left behind. His ID card  presents a different identity than what he alluded to. His actual name is Brendan Steven Kemp. 

Huh. Should keep that in mind. What secrets are you hiding, Steve? No social media? Come on now, what doctor doesn’t have a social media of their own?

Before he comes back, you take a picture of his ID card from both sides for later search purposes and neatly put it back into his wallet. Between laughter and regular flirting, you both seem to be in a trance-like state, together in your own little bubble. The tension builds up between you and him; it’s undeniable. As soon as you two walk out of the cafe and walk the short distance to your apartment, the attraction is palpable.

“Fuck this.” You approach him and close the space between you and him. You grab his face and crush your lips onto his with a passionate fire.  

Steve immediately reciprocates and kisses you back. His mind races due to his own duality for you. He must have you. You moan when you feel his tongue sliding into your mouth, clashing onto yours with wild abandon. Steve is enticed by you while he roams his hands all over your body, like a madman. Overwhelming and hot. When you open your apartment door, you both storm through it. When your back hits against the wall of the tiny hallway, you start to pull your jacket off, and let it fall to the floor.

He pulls away slightly to catch his breath and looks at you through gentle eyes while cradling the sides of your face. “Maybe we’re going too fast.”

Oh. That’s the first time. Why is that?

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to rush into it, we can slow down if you like.” You start to back away from the wall when Steve moves away from you, contemplating on what to do. You pick your jacket from the floor and neatly hang it to the coathanger.

“Uhh, do you want something to drink?” You ask him as you go further into your living room, going towards the kitchen. Steve runs a hand through his hair before scratching his forehead with his thumb as he watches you intently and doesn’t respond. He looks away for a second before you continue.

“Or eat?” He looks straight at you with a wild look again, as if he changed his mind again. 

Steve can’t let you go, no matter what. To him, you feel like a necessity, a longing that he hasn’t felt in ages, similar to the longing that he only has when he eats his type of meat. It’s inexplicable and indescribable. You’re the quintessential person of his desires. He lets himself fall on your couch when he sighs and directs his gaze to you again, almost pleading and hopeful. 

“Just you, Angel.” He gets out of the couch and makes a beeline straight toward you, grabs your face, and pulls you into him, pressing his lips hard against yours. Your breath catches in your throat while you place your hands on his head. A whimper slips past your lips as you’re unable to resist your longing for him.

You greedily touch Steve’s body wherever you can as you guide him to your bedroom. Every touch makes you crave him more, your thoughts whirl around in your mind at a rapid pace. He groans and moves the hand to cup the back of your neck and deepens the kiss, spearing his tongue in your mouth. Your nipples harden and your pussy clenches the longer Steve kisses you. You lay on your bed and start to undress all of your clothes quickly while Steve does the same, staring at you with a hefty and lewd gaze glimmering through his eyes. 

He climbs on top of you as he hovers his body over you while he stares passionately; his cerulean eyes growing darker by the second. He can’t believe your beauty, a stunning sight before his own eyes as if you’re a celestial being. He slowly moves his head down and starts to kiss you deeply again.

“I want you, my love,” he muses out hoarsely. He’s breathing just as harshly as you are.

“I’ve wanted you for days. Ohh!” You exclaim when Steve cups your breasts in his hands and molds your flesh before he pinches and plucks at your nipples, sending shivers up your spine.

“Hmm, you’re so responsive to me. Good girl.” He utters out seductively. He takes one of your breasts to his mouth and laps at your nipple with his tongue while flicking the other with his hand.

“Oh, fuck!” You announce as you close your eyes at the way Steve’s salacious tongue swirls around your sensitive nipple. He hums with how your soft skin feels to him, savoring every inch of you; his hands making their way to your aching core. 

“Let me worship you, angel. I need to taste you now.” He rasps out, with urgency in his voice. He makes his way down while he gently bites into your skin, leaving red marks on the surface. He sets himself between your thighs and bites into each of them.

“Oh, fuck Steve!” You moan as your face contorts with pleasure as he suddenly shoves his face right onto your heat.

“I’m going to ravish you until you’re not able to utter a single word.” His dark cerulean eyes pierce through you as he hums. “And you’re going to be mine.” The feeling of his tongue going through your slit makes your back arch from the bed, and you moan out his name.

“Please, Steve! I– I’ll do anything!” You plead through jagged breaths while he deliciously defiles you. He wraps his arms around your thighs, holding you firmly into place. He gives you long strokes, capturing every bit of essence you have. He sucks and laps your wet slick up with his mouth as if it’s the last drop of water he’ll ever drink in his life. He’s enticed by your taste, and he can’t wait until his cock is deep inside of you.

“Aahh! Steve!” You wail as you grasp a handful of his luscious hair and pull it. He groans, sending surges of lightning over your body. Your hips buck up as your body quiver underneath him, taking in all the bliss until you feel one of his fingers prodding into you, seeking entrance to your wet and aching pussy.

“Oh fuck!!” You exclaim as you arch your back from the bed while you hear the muffled groans of Steve underneath you. In one swift motion, he delves two fingers into your slit. A coat of your slick envelops his fingers as Steve licks ferociously on your clit.

“Come for me.” His sultry demand comes out low and husky as if he’s trying to contain his never-ending lust for you.

Your hips buck as your head falls onto the pillow from beneath you, when your eyes roll back into their sockets. You feel yourself come undone for him as your walls squeeze around Steve’s digits. 

“Aaaahh, Steve!!”

“Good. Good girl.” He ushers to your cunt as his strokes lightly decrease. He licks your wetness up with his tongue, and he hums out delicately.

“Hmm, you’re so exquisite.”

“T–thank you, Steve.” 

Your chest heaves heavily up as you gradually catch up your breath. He picks up your body tenderly and lays you gently next to him, wrapping his arms around your waist. You still feel his erection against the lobes of your ass.

You turn your head in his direction with a questioning look.

“Huh, and what about you?” You look at him, confused yet still dazed from your ravenous orgasm.

“Shh, sh, don’t worry about me, I just want to be close to you, skin-to-skin contact. This night was about your pleasure, not mine,” He simply answers. “Go to sleep, my Angel. You deserve to be well rested.”

Your eyes begin to feel heavy as the dim night light protrudes from the curtain of your window. You lift your arm and wrap it around his chest, pulling yourself more into his embrace. 

“Okay, Steve.” You softly accept his demand as your mind dwindles away from any worries. Steve sighs peacefully in return.

“Goodnight, Steve.”

“Goodnight, my Angel.” It’s the last thing you hear before your eyes drift to a close, and you fall into a deep slumber.

The next day stumbles in slowly, with the sunlight peeking through the curtain. Rays of sunshine fall upon your face, enveloping you in warmth. Your eyes open slowly, and you’re in Steve’s arms. He’s still sleeping peacefully when suddenly an alarm starts to go off. Steve opens his eyes rapidly and checks the clock, he hurriedly gets out of bed.

“Oh, fuck. I totally forgot the time,” He says when he starts to dress up in his pants again before taking his shirt off the ground. “My shift at the hospital starts in thirty minutes.”

“Oh, what hospital do you work at?” You ask innocently.

“St. John’s Hospital,” He answers while he pulls his shirt over his head. “My first procedure starts in an hour. A patient is going to be very happy with their boob job.” He continues.

“Well, they’re in good hands with you.” You affirm encouragingly. You hoist yourself up from the bed in a sitting position. 

“Why, thank you. I'll see you tonight, Angel.” He takes your hand in his and kisses the top of your hand gently. 

“That’s alright, have a good day at work, handsome.”

“I’ll be thinking of you,” He softly intones when he’s all fully dressed and gathering all his belongings. “See you later, Angel.” And with that, he leaves through your apartment door. 

You squeal cheerily as you start your daily morning routine. Once you’re dressed and finished eating, you think you should do research on ‘Steve’. You want to know everything about him, so naturally, you take up your laptop and place it on your island and decide to do a simple search on Google. The only results that come up are from his reconstructive surgery website and a few articles that he wrote but there’s something else too, another result, a woman named Ann Kemp. 

Out of curiosity, you click on the link. And it redirects you to a Facebook page of a blonde-haired woman with a picture of her family standing in front of a house. And there he is, Steve, standing and smiling with his family. He has a wife and a dog. Ann is holding the dog on a leash. You can’t help but to take another look at the woman, there’s something off about her, but you can’t exactly pinpoint it. You zoom in on her, looking at her hand, and you notice she’s wearing a wedding ring on her left hand. 

You should have known that he was married. He’s too good to be true. You take a different approach with your searching. Since you're a talented hacker, you know your way around technology and the mechanics of it. You pull up a more advanced browser that can search literally anything related or attached to that specific name, word or thing.  The general public would know that browser and use it to go on the Dark Web. You have a program installed, so your IP address isn’t trackable. You remember having a picture of his ID with his real name on your phone. So, you take your phone out and look into it and you type in his name ‘Brendan Steven Kemp’. Up come a thousand search results from the normal search results of ‘reconstructive doctor' to a much sinister, more disturbing and shocking result.

There’s a business. The logo contains a white background, and a red logo of a head of a goat with a snake eating itself around it is displayed. You click on the logo, and it redirects you to a website. To your horror, you come to find that Steve practices in the most inhuman activities ever done. He harvests human meat and sells them on the dark web. And here you are, looking at his webshop. The various ‘products’ are listed by mainly female names. There’s a hand that goes by ‘Hope’, and the description is ever so horribly detailed as if it is a delicacy. With a price tag of thirteen thousand dollars!!

I knew it!! You have a wife!! I have to get out her of the picture, though. I can’t have her orbiting around you like some lost puppy dog. I can’t have that, Steve. There’s also something wrong with her, and how did you meet her anyway? Let me guess, you probably kidnapped her too, and she got Stockholm syndrome as a result.

You immediately go to work with it and pick through his encrypted layers of codes, and when you finally reach the barrier, you unlock the access. With ease, you gain access to his illicit webshop. With another set of difficult codes you shut off his website, and everything turns black.

So, that’s why you’re so private, Steve. You have a wife and are a cannibal. Being able to kidnap dozens of women, probably mutilate them, so as to keep them alive until there’s nothing left, consume them, and ultimately kill them to sell them. And I thought so highly of you. Are you going to do the same to me? Only one way to find out, I guess.

[magebird]

What if a His Dark Materials AU? Details of my thoughts under the cut.

So Roberto and Meryl have a badger and a lemur and Meryl is so excited to be in the black-and-white fur club with her senpai. Something something metaphors about learning to see shades of grey lol if we want to be heavy-handed with it. Definite primate vibes from Meryl— outgoing, loud when angered, high level of connection to her social group. Very intelligent and not so good completely solo.

Roberto meanwhile is a nocturnal animal, but still a social one. Badgers have been known to share their burrows even with other species, but can be really ferocious when under pressure. Also a very vocal species— they talk a lot.

I like the idea that for WW and Livio, the EoM tries really hard to force their members to settle according to their wishes, just as an extension of that manipulation. Mostly aiming for dogs probably or other animals that they feel can be forced to obey. For WW, a wolf was as close to a dog as they could get, and I like the idea that Livio(/Razlo)’s dæmon seems to flick back and forth between just a big dog and a true wolf depending on which personality is dominating. I imagine you’d also see some of the EoM lackeys being severed, as well, since that would make them biddable even if the rest of the brainwashing didn’t.

Vash’s mourning dove dæmon is also a prosthetic lol. I imagine Brad knew he’d need one to pass among humans and the form is a version of Rem’s white dove.

I also considered a St Bernard or some sort of hunting hound for Roberto, but I ultimately decided that something outside the domestic dog category would fit better. WW I think would also fit with a lot of different wild dog options, maybe something like a melanistic coyote, jackal, or painted dog that has that hunting instinct.

Legato was maybe severed as part of the abuse he had growing up, or forced to settle as something they could easily control like a butterfly or something else very vulnerable to harm, so he’s extremely protective and hides his dæmon.

Zazie is one of the first kids who ever settled as a worm on the new planet and then became part of the worm consciousness.

As a Plant, Nai doesn’t have a dæmon either in this setup, but I thought also about him and Vash sharing a dæmon or a chimera/two-headed dæmon. Ultimately I like the idea of them just not having an external dæmon and it being just another Othering thing. Perhaps Nai’s blades often end up shaping into a dragon or something.

I’m imagining part of the Plant-reveal on the sandsteamer would be Vash’s fake dæmon getting fried or destroyed which causes them to realize it’s not real.

[sweetandglovelyart]

Knightfall in Dream Land - Page 6

Meta Knight begins his long fall to Popstar’s surface and passes by some familiar faces on the way down.

[valkariel]

Honey BLM Lovely

Lightstick effect from the /cheerwave emote.

Head: Moonfire Hat - honey yellow / soot black Body: Street Jacket - honey yellow / soot black Hands: Republican Signifer's Fingerless Gloves - default Legs: Idealized Wicce Bottoms - honey yellow / default Feet: Bridesmaid's Sandals - soot black

Earring: The Emperor's New Earrings Neck: Rainbow Ribbon of Casting Wrists: The Emperor's New Bracelet Right Ring: The Emperor's New Ring Left Ring: The Emperor's New Ring

Main Hand: -- Off Hand: --

Fashion Accessory: -- Minion: -- Mount: -- Location: AAC Light-heavyweight M2

[blackstarchanx3new]

Four Swords Adventures Manga Fan Comic: Four Swords Returns

Bonus chapter - Name

"ONCE YOU NAME IT, YOU START GETTING ATTATCHED TO IT!!!"

This is how the two dumbasses met.

I had to re-read the segments to get into how Dark would have acted. he had a looooot of character development since this point in the story XD

[chowmoon2]

Because I legit don’t have anything to post and I love making Kirby AUs,I decided to do the Kirby role swap challenge by @sour-star-galaxy as shown here (though,I may or may not end up just loosely following the guidelines lol)

Anyways,expect me to lots of these roleswap post (especially if the pair are interesting) but today I want to focus on a roleswap between these two

(Yeah,nearly polar opposites to some extent)

So here my take on this swap:

-Hyness just mysteriously appeared one day in Dream Land,while he wasn’t hurting anyone,he was certainly unnerving,rambling about a “god” and his banishment which was confusing to the laidback citizens of Dream Land,it seems he was going to be friendless….until a certain puffball who only arrived to Popstar a few years back walked up to him,at first,Hyness only talked to him because of his possible connection to his “god” but over time,genuinely starts to enjoys Kirby’s company alongside the Animal Friends and even helped them defeat a large group of Dark Matter that invaded Popstar,nowadays,Hyness is content practicing his religion in Dream Land even adopting three elemental children he saved from danger while traveling through different planets!

-In the beginning,his design would be the exact same but after the events of Kirby’s Dream Land 3,his robe changed to be a bit more casual and he is often shown to not wear his veil

-Gooey was the most different out of anyone in his Dark Matter group,with two eyes and a childish personality,he became a outcast,not that he minded as the blob was very friendly,unaware of his group’s bad nature,so he was devastated when his group got wiped out during a invasion in Popstar,only leaving him left,Gooey then found the dead eyeball of Zero and decided to revive him in hopes that he could revive his group as well,it took years and years but he was finally close to resurrecting his leader which involved the Dark energy and matter inside of all beings,Gooey doesn’t know that he is harming people and thinks it’s for the good of his kind,unfortunately,he doesn’t know what abomination he is making during all of this….

-Gooey’s design would be like Dark Matter Blade/Swordsmen with a tongue scarf,he would also hide his silly face with a visor/mask in a attempt to look more menacing

-Also FYI,Zero Two and Zero are not the same being in this AU,Zero Two is just the husk of Zero that some other matter possessed

That is all! Feel free to ideas on how I can expand on these ideas,I would love to hear them!

[ask-peaceful-popstar-au]

Hello peoples

Welcome to @sora-the-air-wubbox's Kirby AU Ask blog!

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We have most of the Kirby Characters, if i dont know what Character and you send an ask about him/her, i will tell you i dont know that one!

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there is slight gore in this au, injures, fights/spars.

OCS are allowed!

Other Fandoms are allowed!

Canon Kirby AU and other AUs are ALLOWED!

NO NSFW! Sora (creator) is a minor.

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Kirby- a small puffball with a scar across his face, still happy as usual!

Meta Knight- stern knight, sorta anti-social, scar on his face from under the mask

King Dedede- big ol' goof. sometimes gets possesed

Bandanna Waddle Dee- only one out of all of them who keeps track of things

Marx- crazy jester.

Magolor- smart mechanic, extremely good technology.

Susie- smart and easily annoyed gurl.

Taranza- always nervous spider like creature, has two extra eyes under his main eyes.

The Three Mage Sisters- Francisca, Flamberge, and Zan Partizanne.

Hyness- still much as the canon Hyness, just a bit more protective.

Dark Meta Knight- scar across his face from a spar with Meta Knight. large wings and claws under them gloves.

Shadow Kirby- scar on eye, that scar causes his eye to go blind, half blind, very shy.

Galacta Knight- confused after he got out of his seal, cant fly properly after being locked up for a long time.

Morpho Knight- calm, gentle butterfly knight. has a whole hidden colony in ruins in the rainforest, large colony, three rankings; Gold (Royal) Silver (gaurdians of the royals) and Bronze (Citizen). Morpho is in the Gold Ranking.

Shadow Dedede (i think i got the name right)- CURRENTLY DONT HAVE ANYTHING FOR SHADOW DEDEDE!

Dark Taranza (i think i got the name right)- more cocky verson of Taranza, very tricky to deal with.

Red Kirby- calm, harsh, red puffball, protective over Blue Kirby

Blue Kirby- calm, gentle one out of the other kirbys

Green Kirby- scientist, goofy, and slightly crazy.

Yellow Kirby- crazy, goofy, yellow ball.

(yes i added the other colored Kirbys)

Prince Fluff- a organized Prince.

Kato (KIRBY OC)- a mage who can mix elements together, tall, fluffy, clawed-pawed hands.

Nova (KIRBY OC)- the fifth knight, forgotten, failed dark matter creation, siblings with DMK

Crizalist (KIRBY OC)- light blue shiny waddle dee with wings.

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Thats all! Still a wip Blog! thanks for visiting!!

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Simon Snow fanart

OK so I was thinking about a dark AU where Simon's Magic sharing is more evil, like he uses other mages as wands (Stephen and Premal) and he's like an eldritch being (I mean his conception was canonically pretty metal just saying) so I drew Simon using a couple of his dad's Mages men as human wands. The Mages Men has a cult like devotion to the Chosen one and train to endure pain since sharing Simon's Magic is painful (unless your Baz) but it's considered an honor

Haven't done a wip in a while thanks

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These sprites are smaller than the ones I've done before, I hope they look better

And yes, I changed the aspect of someone

[thebluemage]

Obsession | Steve Kemp

Pairing | Steve Kemp x dark!reader

Warning | 18+, Dark themes, mentions of cannibalism, mentions of kidnapping, mentions of murder, obsessive behavior, a shitty ex-boyfriend, mentions of stalking, mentions of vandalism, mentions of assault, gaslighting, manipulation. Steve Kemp (he’s a warning on his own!)

Summary | When you have a chance encounter with Steve, you wonder who he actually is.

Word Count | 1614

A/N | So, I wanted to dabble into writing dark fics with dark!reader and what better character than Steve Kemp (my husband) to write it out!! Surprise, this is also the first chapter of my first series!! I got inspired by @extremelyblackandwhite and it gave me an idea to write for it as well. Beta’d by the lovely @lunarbuck, but all mistakes are my own. Banner & divider made by @vase-of-lilies. If y’all enjoy it, leave some feedback, comment and reblog. I’d really appreciate it!! 💗

Masterlist | Obsession - Steve Kemp series

‘You’re an obsession, you’re my obsession. Who do you want me to be to make you sleep with me?’ - Animotion

It was early afternoon when you entered your local bookshop, taking in the sight of the wooden bookshelves as you smelled the scent of old yet valuable paper and books. It’s your safe haven amongst the turbulence you experienced several years ago.

The second you laid eyes on him in your local bookshop, you knew that he was the one. The stranger is handsome and exactly your type. There's something intriguing about him, an all encompassing energy that surrounds him. And you couldn’t help but be entranced by it. There’s an aura of mystery and magnetism that inexplicably pulls you towards him as your eyes drift to his tall frame. He picks up several books and flips through the pages of it on the wooden shelves, moving from aisle to aisle. You subtly follow the stranger around until he reaches the classics where you’ve also been to check out.

He halts when he makes it to the letter B, his eyes roaming from side to side around on the high shelf. You’re amazed with how he’s dressed and the way he looks. His dark brown hair is neatly combed and properly parted to the side. He’s wearing a pink sweater with a brown jacket on top combined with some jeans. It seems like he is looking for a specific book. The handsome stranger picks up Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë from the high shelf near the beginning of the aisle.

Since the breakup with your ex-boyfriend, something has snapped within you. You can’t really explain what it is, but you always feel the need to be around someone, to know every single detail of their life and what they’re doing to cease the loneliness in your heart. It’s a curiosity that morbidly hinges on being intrusive and obsessive, that’s how you like to recall it. It’s been two years since you had seen him. During the breakup, an altercation ensued that led you to key his car and slash his tires out of vengeance. You didn’t stop there, you regularly stop by his apartment to ‘check’ in on him and trash his place. You’ve also tracked his whereabouts and followed him from behind, a few feet away just to see his reaction as you smiled and played dumb by telling him that it’s ‘just a coincidence’ that you bumped into him. Because your ex-boyfriend was, frankly, an asshole. Maybe, this was the kind of revenge that you needed to act out on; as payback for going through the assault that you endured with him during the five years you’d been together. In your eyes, he deserves it. You reported him many times before to the police and he was arrested with multiple charges on his part.

Your ex didn’t report you to the cops because every time he attempted to; you just put on your act as the civilized and innocent ex-girlfriend who was always the victim to his horrible actions.

“No sir, that’s ridiculous! I might be his ex-girlfriend, but I’m not capable of doing such horrendous things. I don’t even have the strength to slash his tires out. I understand that I broke up with him due to his cruel actions, but he just can’t accept that. And now, he’s taking it out on me by constantly harassing me. Check his record, he has various charges, and I’m afraid that he’ll do something to me that could bring my life into mortal peril.”

“Oh sorry, Miss! I didn’t know that. Do you want to file a restraining order against him?”

“Yes, I’d like that sir. Thank you so much!”

“Okay, that’s settled. We’ll add harassment to his record too.”

“Thank you for helping me out, sir. I appreciate that a lot.”

“No problem, Miss.”

Some things are better left unsaid. You physically moved on but you mentally aren’t able to until something or someone else came along. And luckily for you, it has.

While you’re drooling over the guy standing right next to you, you remember you’re in search of a book of your own, Persuasion by Jane Austen. But it’s on the top shelf next to him, and you aren’t able to reach it. You take a look at the man, with the book neatly tucked underneath his arm.

I gotta have him!

“You don’t strike me as the type of guy to read books by Emily Brontë,” you initiate softly with a sweet angelic tone towards his direction, eyeing him with a precious smile while you fixate your gaze to him, externally scanning him. His radiant blue eyes reach you and in an instant something is unlocked in you.

He chuckles softly at your statement. “You’d be surprised by my various interests then.”

“Hehe, that’s alright. It’s cool that you read classics like that. I find that very cultured of you,” you say complimenting him while you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Why, thank you. It’s not every day a beautiful person such as yourself compliments me on my taste in books.” He smiles while he looks down at the floor, seemingly abashed by your charm.

“You’re welcome and thank you, too!!” You gratefully declare as you shyly avert your eyes away toward the book you’re looking for.

“Are you getting something too?”

“Yeah, I’ve been trying to get to this book by Jane Austen, but I can't reach it.” You extend your arm and stand on your tiptoes to reach to the top shelf, but are unsuccessful. “I’m sorry for asking this, but could you please help me out?”

“Yes, of course! Which book is it?” He asks while looking at the shelf above him in search.

“It’s that brown leather-bound book with gold lettering embossed on it.” You inquire while you point your finger at it.

“I got you!” He extends his arm to the leather-bound book, takes it from the shelf, and hands it over to you as you take it from him.

“Thank you so much! Uhh, what’s your name?”

“Steve, I’m Steve Kemp.”

“Oh, wait… aren’t you a doctor?”

“Oh, so you heard of me? And yes, I’m a reconstructive surgeon.” He implies with a curious look in his eyes.

“Well yeah, I read a paper you wrote about the increasing trends in cosmetic surgery and its impact on the overall consciousness and self-image. It was quite interesting to read,” you answer him honestly as you tap on the cover of the book you’re holding in your hands.

“Oh, thank you. I’m so honored that my paper was read by you, a delightful soul amongst our own.” He places the palm of his hand on his chest in a lighthearted manner.

“I didn’t get your name, what can I call you?”

You tell him your name while you flatten the creases of your skirt with one hand.

“Such a beautiful name. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He sticks his hand out for you to take and then proceeds to kiss the knuckles of your tender hand.

Steve was equally enamored by you, and he couldn’t deny the attraction he felt for you. Your presence and attention is like a toxic drug for him that he couldn’t get enough of. The moment he set his eyes on you, he immediately knew that you’re perfect to him. This is rare, a very rare thought for a man like him who kidnaps women, kills them, consumes them, and sells their body parts to his customers. He knows it’s unfortunate that you’ve met him, despite his instant attraction and soft spot for you. He isn’t able to subdue his appetite and is desperate to know what you taste like. He promises himself that he’ll be careful with you. So, you don’t have to suffer mentally. It’ll be quick and painless. He can have it all with you, he’s sure of it.

“Do you live around here? Because I live on aisle 6, in the crime and thriller section. I just come to the classic book section and talk to random, very good-looking people that stand next to it.”

You chuckle in your head at his joke as you tilt your head sideways and contort your face a little, withholding a smile.

“That was terrible,” he states out loud, self-loathing clearly eminent in his voice.

You think his awkwardly charming behavior was cute at first, but since you have a PhD in Psychology, you don’t trust someone and their intentions so quickly anymore. Therefore you hold your guard up. You need to find out who he actually is and what he’s like. The real Steve.

“Yeah, it was kind of terrible.”

“I’m so sorry.” He immediately said as he started to back off.

“It’s fine.” You reply, while you wave your hand dismissively.

“Have a good afternoon.”

“Yeah, you too.”

Just as he is about to walk away from you, he suddenly turns around as if he has changed his mind. “You know what? Fuck it, I’m already ruining this, so I’m just gonna keep going. Do you think I can have your number?”

“Oh, yeah sure!” You answer enthusiastically in a cheerful tone.

Yes!

You exchange your number with him as he does with you.

“And as a last token of my appreciation towards you, I want to gift you that book you’re holding,” Steve answers casually.

“What? No, Steve. You don’t need to do that!”

“But I want to,” he replies as he looks at the title of your book.

“Persuasion by Jane Austen, huh,” he pauses as his shimmering eyes look at you, intrigue and awe glimmering in his gaze as if you’re the only one for him. “Well, you certainly persuaded me.”

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