#eerie au

[phantom-howl]

Made a challenge to myself to draw a comic page for all my Gravity Falls AUs (bar Into the Falls bc I started this challenge before its conception). So... here's that!

All of these are out-of-context but they're either important scenes OR scenes I find fun to think about.

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Gravity Falls was strange, and the townsfolk even stranger, it seemed.

The twins had been unceremoniously dropped off on the side of the dusty road, the roar of the bus engine fading away as the driver wordlessly drove off without fanfare. The poor man had almost seemed close to tears ever since they had entered the thresholds of this seemingly innocuous town, all too eager to speed off and away while leaving the two children coughing and wheezing in its dust.

It had not even been a full minute since their lackluster drop-off before they became well acquainted with the oddly sociable and irritatingly chatty inhabitants of Gravity Falls. A single conversation with a pair of boisterous policemen already told them all they needed to know about the history of the town, as well as the whereabouts of their Great Uncle Ford.

"The Mystery Shack," the townsfolk had called it. It seemed as though their distant uncle had earned himself somewhat of a reputation amongst the locals. He was the town cryptid; the ever elusive mad scientist that lived in the outskirts of town in this so called "Mystery Shack". No one really knew who he really was; but everyone knew exactly who he was.

So, when the twins found themselves stood hand in hand in front of the rickety old shack, they hadn't really known what to expect when door had swung open with a deafening slam.

He was a strange man, their Great Uncle Ford. He seemed nothing like the cackling looney lab-coated madman they had imagined from what meager hushed information the townsfolk had offered them. It seemed as though the tales of a scientist gone mad that experimented on stray children that wandered into his spooky "Mystery Shack" was but a cruel rumor.

He mostly just seemed unhealthy, to be honest. His sickly, pale frame utterly drowned in the thick red woolen sweater that practically seemed to hang off of his lanky body like a second flap of skin. It made him look almost child-like, like a kid trying on their parents clothes; which somewhat diluted the intimidating effects of his looming height.

Although, the townsfolk's apparent fear of their Great Uncle Ford seemed to have some merit.

For one, Grunkle Ford really didn't seem all too human. He wasn't inhumane, per se; just, not entirely himself, if that made any sense. Looking at him was like looking at an incomplete puzzle; or looking at someone who you remember all your life wearing a hat, suddenly coming to work one day without one, and it takes a little too long for you to remember what is missing.

It was like Grunkle Ford had lost pieces of himself. Somewhere, to someone. His eyes seemed... almost empty. They were a little too dull and a little too opaque, lacking the lively shine of life everyone else seemed to have.

Another thing was that Grunkle Ford wasn't entirely alone. There was... someone else. The twins couldn't exactly pinpoint where, but they could feel its stare, whatever or whoever it was. They could almost feel its stare, a non-existent eye trailing a weird prickling sensation across their skin. The twins recalled the words of one of the townsfolk, a tall bestacled man with haunted blind eyes; although unseeing they could have sworn his gaze never seemed to leave them, as all he said was:

"Don't catch IT staring at you"

The twins had an odd feeling that IT was looking at them right now.

They didn't even notice when the pale bony hand of Grunkle Ford suddenly reached into their personal space, barely registering his words at all, much less the extra fingers that adorned each of his rough, worn palms.

They didn't take the hand.

If the twins had thought the outside of the shack looked decrepit, the inside seemed somehow even worse.

Every inch of exposed wall, ceiling or floor were utterly covered by sprawling symbols, summoning circles, and indecipherable words that seemed to be in an entirely different language than any the twins knew. They overlapped and tangled into one another into big, messy, red splotches of clustered nothings.

There were notes, diagrams on ripped pieces of aged looking paper scattered everywhere, with hardly any room for post-it notes squeezed wherever there was room. Lit and unlit candles were placed absolutely everywhere; either hidden in the dark corners or openly stood in the middle of the floor; sometimes in a circle, sometimes not. The melted fallen wax had coagulated into a hard white mess onto the floor; the smell of cheap vanilla scented candles intermingling with the smell of halloween fake blood (and Dipper was convince there had to be some real blood there, too) to create a sour concoction that stung their noses unpleasantly.

The shack was sparsely furnished with rarely any furniture at all. Not even a couch, the tables and chairs simply pushed to the walls to make more space for the endlessly swirling symbols and pentagrams. The twins were hesitant of stepping on any of the summoning circles, carefully sidestepping the candles and walking over the line of the pentagrams.

The attic, where they would be residing, was not much better.

Maybe they did end up in a mad scientist's house, after all.

[bizarreauhavre]

Original promotional art for Nosferatu (1922).

[eeriefeelingsat3amuwu]

hdhahdhajfbajdnaudb Okay having Thoughts™️ about some of these ‘Odysseus raises Astyanax’ fics. Because. Because if we’re talking about the full odyssey experience. If Astyanax were to survive. He would have spent 11 years of his life growing up with Odysseus as his father. Now, to the main area of thought - Telemachus. Imagine. Imagine being a child, hearing of your father only in stories. From your mother, the servants, your grandparents. Seeing your grandmother succumb to her grief, seeing your mother grow sadder by the day, more sullen, seeing your grandfather withdraw into himself, all because of your father.

The man you are told you look like, the man who left for war, six, eight, eleven, fifteen, TWENTY years ago, left your home in disrepair, left your mother and you to deal with suitors disrespecting your house and name, the man who you are so angry at, yet Also worship as a god, because you don’t have a CHOICE. You can’t love him, you don’t KNOW him, but you love him in the way you love your gods - distant, unknowable, unreachable, and yet you have his face, your mother sometimes gates at you with these sad, sad eyes and you know she’s not really seeing you when she tells you she loves you.

You know he is a man, logically, how could he not be when your mother still remembers every calous on his hands and your grandfather tells you of how he almost set his room on fire one day, but he is only a legend to you. You hear other Kings, Kings from the same war your father left for (they came back, they are already back and he is still gone) discussing him, you hear how he helped end the war with your and your mother’s name on his lips and YET! He’s not here, he’s not here but he can’t be dead, because everyone agrees that he is too stubborn to die.

And then. He is back. And he has a boy with him. A boy who is younger than you, still just a child. And he regards the boy as his own, introduces him to you as ‘your brother’. He hasn’t dishonoured your mother, he took the child from the burning city of Troy because he is merciful and kind and you see it in the way the boy hugs him and calls him papa. And you should be happy, your father is back, you have a sibling now, your mother finally smiles properly again, your grandfather no longer cries when he sees you.

But. This boy. The boy your father brought from Troy. He got all that you have ever wanted: he got your father, from the moment he was Born he got your father, he was there for his first steps, his first words, he taught him how to sail, fight, read, count, he has been there with him through it all and you have never wanted anything more. ‘This child is not his son’ says that hateful, angry voice in your head.

You spend time with your father. He weeps, hugs you. Tells you he’s proud of the man you are now. Teaches you how to rule, it is your birthright, he says. He goes hunting with you and tells you he loves you and that the thought of you and your mother got him through many a peril. You spend time with your brother, you make him laugh, he loves you, clings to you just as much as he clings to your father, you teach him more about Ithaca, the way it is now, because he’s only heard stories. And still, in the back of your mind, you know you hate the child. You despise him with every fiber of your heart even if your mind knows he is not to blame - and that he has dealt with the same thing, just opposite to you.

Whereas you had a home, your mother and the rest of your family, but yearned for more than just the memory of your father, wanted for freedom, the boy had him, in the flesh, soothing his nightmares and teaching him to live, had the open sea and the deck of a ship, the capability to go anywhere, he lacked the stability that you had and despised. He didn’t know his grandfathers, would never get to know his grandmother, only had a memory of a mother and a brother, saw them as saints, as a reason to keep pushing forth.

You are opossites. You don’t know how it happened, as the child is not hers, but your brother looks like your mother where you are clearly your father’s son, yet your personalities seem to have been switched. You’re calmer, much more subdued, you don’t smile easily and are weaker of will. Your brother is loud and boisterous, quick to crack a grin and so, so Brave.

You still get the compulsion to bow to your father whenever he enters a room, to touch him to make sure he is real, at times. He sometimes wakes screaming, seeing horrors that you could not imagine in his sleep and doesn’t feel comfortable in a proper bed for years. He sets the curtains on fire and your father laughs in relief and he holds him to his chest. Your own chest cleaves in two.

Just. Is this anything?

[s4w44k]

« And the snake said,

Death will not certainly come to you »

[0ketinha]

blank room soup, ft purple (tomato soup was good!)

@potato-doodles-stuff thankyou for the idea hihi

edit: is not cannibalism, just rlly tomato soup to look unconfy :(

[narfin-frood]

Hi, I just wanna say I'm IN LOVE with your Wander 💗 I think ur versions of the characters are so AWESOME! I'd like to know how it will be Wander and Hater's dynamic, in the show Hater chases Wander and here looks like Wander's gonna chase Hater. That's SO INTERESTING. I NEED TO KNOW MORE! c:

THANKYOUUU he is my POOKIE BEAR... and basically, wander thinks hater would be SOOO much happier if he just assimilated with him. he perceives his desire to get out and experience the world instead of sitting around his castle all day as avoidance from the issues that trouble him and the scarier parts of his own life.

and of course the way he tries to convince hater the first time is through song. when that doesn't work, he vows to chase him down and "befriend him", which ends up being his undoing.

[starry-bi-sky]

MMMM twins au with danny and dan except its og TUE timeline danny and dan

ok okay i neeeeed o write this down and share it before i explode buT. as the title says. twins danny and dan (who im going to be calling James/Jamie bc i cannot express how much i despise the name dan) where, instead of disappearing into the ghost zone after he's separated from danny's body, Dan rips out Vlad's ghost half, tears THAT in half, and fuses one half with himself and the other with Danny.

Shit happens, and BOOM. Two morally ambiguous and perhaps slightly murderous demonic twins from hell. Daniel James Fenton and his Twin WHose Always Been Here What Are You Talking About :) James Daniel Fenton. They are both depressed, lonely, and one bad day from becoming a mass extinction event :)

this is because i got grabbed by the hair today and dragged into the SVSS fandom screaming and the fanart of Shen Jiu/Shen Yuan/Shen Quingqiu (????) with his fan entranced me. Ice Prince Core is my favorite thing so naturally i have to implant that onto my favorite blorbos ever :)

After the Incident, both their appearances changed and they're practically identical to each other. Sorta. They both have heterochromia and salt-and-pepper hair. But Danny has one green eye and one blue eye and white hair with black streaks, while Jamie has one blue eye and one green eye and black hair with white streaks. I'm iving them both long hair, for funsies <3

nobody can tell them apart, they keep getting confused on whose who and frankly the mix-match hair and eyes make it worse not better asjd. they're horrifically codependent. please do not separate :)

and because i must. im pulling a blood blossom/tales of the passerine and giving them to pre-robin batman. batman and his terrifying demon(??) twins. nobody is quite sure if they're human or not, and the scourge of gotham are a little too terrified to ask.

(they dont HAVE to go to batman while he's pre-robin. however. i think its much funnier that way bc gotham isn't use to A) Batman having kids, and B) Batman having TERRIFYING kids yet. think of all the new fun rumors)

they both use war fans while they're out, and neither of them use their ghost forms because they at least have the remaining empathy to know that they're more likely to murder someone accidentally as a ghost :). Ghost form is for fellow mythicals and Functionally Immortals Only! Not for Squishy Humans.

Jamie: murder. bloodshed. revengggee Bruce: no. no. Justice. peace!! hope! Danny: bittinngggg. blooood. ^-^

They're honestly not bad kids they're just horrifically traumatized two halves of a whole that can never be reunited ever again :).

idk what their vigilante names are but i do know that the underground refer to them in horrified whispers as 'the twins'. this all stemmed from the desperate and sudden urge to see Danny and Jamie, as their vigilante selves, hiding the lower half of their faces with fans and looking terrifyingly judgmental while they do it <333

[hyperblue]

who'd be more scary when it comes to timkon as protective parents in your opinion bc i genuinely can't decide

[starplatimoon]

Finally gathered the strength to finish the Stone Ocean anime some days ago and drew this Ermes afterward.

I knew how it was going to end but I still felt so empty after it. God the end credits hit HARD.

[ren-054]

⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ Sleep, Sweet Nightingale ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆

⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ◯ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ H i g h ab o v e me , , ,

[phantom-howl]

With the return if my Gravity Falls fixation, I'm dragging my old AUs out of the closet. They're getting new LORE as well so the au you knew before.... yeah a lot of that stuff is retconed.

Gonna draw new art for all of them but here's some art for my Bipper AU (New name "The Parenting Book of Bill") and an OC Aftermath AU (Eerie AU)

Mason "Dipshit/ Birch Tree" Cines & Edd Eerie!

Enjoy! I'll be back with more later hehehe

[eeriepromis]

💖 LaDs Magical Girl AU: NIGHTBORN SYNDROME (a.k.a. HOT GUYS WITH CURSED GLITTER) 💖

(A totally serious and definitely not crack-fueled LaDs magical girl anime concept with extra unnecessary glitter sparkles!)

✨ The Premise ✨

In a world where magic is both a blessing and a curse, certain warriors- the Nightborn- carry a terrifying fate. When exposed to extreme magical energy, they undergo a mystical mutation that amplifies their Flair but at a cost.

🌙 Nightborn Syndrome makes them:

✔ Look like they stepped straight out of a dark magical boy fashion catalogue (capes, leather gloves, high boots- the whole aesthetic). ✔ Have dramatic, glowing tattoos that pulse whenever they feel strong emotions. ✔ Gain ridiculous, over-the-top magical transformations✔ Become overly poetic and brooding for no reason. For some reason, all of MC’s love interests are affected. And for even less of a reason, MC is the only one who can stabilize them.

👑 The “Big Evil”: Evermore 👑 (Because what’s a magical series without a looming villain?)

Evermore

A shadowy organization obsessed with harnessing Nightborn power to conquer the realm.

They’re responsible for weaponizing potential in kids (like Caleb, and even Xavier).

Their leader? Has an even bigger cloak than Zayne’s.

What They Want:

Evermore hunts the Nightborn to harness their curses for a dark ritual. Legend says if they combine all that unstable magical energy, they can open the Midnight Rift- a portal to a realm of limitless power.

The Stakes:

If Evermore gets their hands on the Nightborn, they’ll forcibly trigger their transformations to siphon raw magic.

A single meltdown from any one of them is catastrophic. All of them together? World-ending fiasco.

MC’s Role:

As the Celestial Guardian, she alone can stabilize the Nightborn. She also holds the key to locking the Midnight Rift.

Cue tension: Evermore wants to either use her to control the guys or take her out of the picture.

The Conflict

Evermore sends monstrous minions to provoke the guys into full meltdown mode, hoping to extract that unstoppable energy.

MC and the Nightborn LIs team up (despite their endless emotional fiascos) to protect the city- and each other.

Expect monster-of-the-week battles where each guy transforms in the middle of a grocery store, or a park, or a random Taco Bell. (Poor Taco Bell.)

🌟 Full Cast of Nightborn Disasters & Their Suffering 🌟 MC (The Magical Girl Who’s Tired of This BS)

Just a normal girl (haha, just kidding).

Alias: Astral Lily

Astral: Represents the cosmos, destiny, and unseen forces. MC is the only one who can stabilize the Nightborn, and her connection to magic is otherworldly-whether she likes it or not.

Lily: A symbol of purity, guidance, and burdens. Lilies also symbolize rebirth.

Role: 

The Celestial Guardian, sole force keeping the Nightborn from spiraling into unstoppable meltdown mode.

Her job? 

Keep them from going full cursed transformation mode.

Her life would be easier if her entire friend group weren’t afflicted with the most dramatic magical disease ever.

Her reality? 

Babysitting a bunch of emotionally stunted, overly attractive magical warriors who explode if they feel too much.

Goal: 

Live a semi-normal life while stopping her boys from demolishing the city every time they get flustered.

New Problem: 

Some shady organization called Evermore has appeared, hunting the Nightborn for their potent magic. MC definitely didn’t sign up for a magical turf war- but here we are.

Her catchphrase:"Oh my god, not AGAIN."

❄️ ZAYNE (The Brooding Ice Prince & The Emotionally Malfunctioning Cousin Figure)

Flair: Ice

Alias: Vesper Camellia

Vesper: Means "Evening Star," symbolizing fading light, solitude, and distant beauty. Zayne tries to keep everyone at arm’s length, but no matter how much he withdraws, his presence still shines.

Camellia: Represents longing, perfection, and unspoken admiration. White camellias symbolize devotion without words- Even if Zayne will doesn't say how he feels, it’s obvious to everyone except himself.

The Worst Case of Nightborn Syndrome™.

If he blushes? Instant dark magical transformation.

If he’s annoyed? Dark cape activation.

If MC looks at him too long? “Stop looking at me- ” (cue swirling shadow aura)

Transformation Theme: 

His old clothes shatter like frost, revealing a sleek, elegant silver-and-blue battle ensemble, and an unnecessarily large sword that he never actually uses.

Personality: 

Acts cold and logical, but is actually panicking internally 24/7.

Spends an unhealthy amount of time glowering in corners.

He copes by being emotionally constipated.

Backstory: 

MC was taken in by his family when she was younger, so they were raised like cousins. There’s a 5-year age gap, so half his life was spent trying to be the “cool older kid” and the other half failing at it miserably.

Is allergic to compliments from MC because they make him transform.

MC copes by messing with him on purpose. She figured him out way too fast.

And now she actively tries to make him trigger just to watch the chaos unfold.

Zayne, whispering in horror: "Stop testing me like I'm some unstable science experiment."

MC, smirking: "Oh, my bad. Didn't realize you were this sensitive."

Zayne, already glowing with ice magic: "I swear to god- " Zayne, gripping his face, visibly in pain: "This is a nightmare."

MC, sipping her drink, unfazed: "It’s hilarious, actually."

⚡ CALEB (The Delinquent Who Loves Too Hard)

Flair: Gravity Manipulation

Alias: Crimson Aster

Crimson: Represents passion, defiance, and an unshakable will- Caleb is fiercely loyal (which is fitting since this man decided MC was his ride-or-die at age 12 and never let go) but also a wildcard, challenging fate itself. His presence feels like an unpredictable force that can either protect or destroy.

Aster: A flower associated with love, patience, and remembrance- which aligns with his deep-rooted devotion to MC and the lingering past between them. In some myths, asters symbolize a farewell or a lost love..

Backstory: 

Grew up in an orphanage ever since escaping being a test subject at the tender age of 11.

MC met him when she accidentally got into a street fight with him at age 12 and won. Instead of sulking, he immediately declared her his future wife.

Everyone thinks this is a made-up rumor because he’s a delinquent even up to their highschool years and she’s the sweet, innocent MC. It is NOT.

Used to be a delinquent, now a competitive magical boy who refuses to lose at anything. 

Nightborn Syndrome: 

Triggers when he's angry. 

Transformation Theme: 

Electricity crackles at his fingertips, static humming in the air as golden sparks arc around his body. His jacket dissolves (for reasons unknown). (And yes, shirtless transformations happen at least once per episode.)

Personality: 

Competitive, refuses to lose, but secretly kind of soft.

A tough delinquent vibe, ironically forced into flashy magical boy uniforms

Most people expected Caleb to hold a grudge… instead, he immediately fixated on her and even trained with her.

"Pipsqueak, you're small, but you punch like a damn truck," he muttered, wiping blood from his lip. Instead of retaliating, he grinned. "I like you."

Ever since that day, Caleb has been an absolute menace in her life.

He wasn't a romantic type- no grand confessions, no stupid poetry like Sylus. No, Caleb proved his feelings through pure, unhinged loyalty.

"If I don't like someone, I tell them. If I like someone, I don't let them go."

Cue MC groaning into her hands for the next decade.

🎭 SYLUS (The Walking Romance Novel Who Needs To Be Stopped)

Flair: Energy Manipulation

Alias: Phantom Rose

Phantom: Represents mystery, illusions, and fleeting beauty. Sylus is too charming for his own good.

Rose: Symbolizes passion, secrecy, and dramatic suffering. Every transformation of his is basically a Shakespearean monologue in real time.

Backstory: 

MC met him after he literally fell out of a tree while reciting poetry.

He’s usually suave but relatively normal- until the curse hits.

Nightborn Syndrome: 

Overwhelming Romantic Energy™ (as if possessed by 1,000 Shakespearean ghosts)

Cloaks billow, rose petals swirl, dramatic spotlights appear out of nowhere.

Dramatic as hell.

His shirt mysteriously being unbuttoned.

Transformation Theme: 

"Midnight Prince" aesthetic. His shirt rips open dramatically every single time. His hair sparkles.

Personality: 

Normally, he’s suave, calm, and has that whole mysterious princely vibe. But the moment his powers trigger? HE BECOMES A FULL-ON DRAMATIC THEATER ACTOR.

He immediately forgets everything afterward.

It’s gotten to the point where the team just lets him run out of dialogue like a glitching NPC.

His Nightborn curse?

 He gets way too charming when it activates.

Shirt ripped? Cloak billowing? Flowers appearing out of nowhere? Check, check, check.

The Absolute Struggle of Sylus & MC

MC: "Sylus, you good?"

Sylus, his eyes slowly glowing as his transformation starts: "Ah, my dear, you mustn't concern yourself with the depths of my torment-"

MC: "Oh god. Not again."

BOOM- Cloak flares. Moonlight intensifies. Roses swirl.

Sylus, fully in his Nightborn form: "The weight of destiny rests upon my shoulders, yet I- "

MC, pinching the bridge of her nose: "Someone get the spray bottle."

Will literally quote Shakespeare at MC while slowly removing his gloves for no reason.

"Oh, my starlit goddess, my moonlit salvation, my divine seraph- "

MC: "Dude, we are at a Taco Bell. Calm down."

The worst part? He doesn’t remember any of it. The next day, he’s like “Why is everyone avoiding me?”

🔥 RAFAYEL (The Tsundere Knight Who Refuses to Admit He Cares)

Flair: Fire

Alias: Ashen Carnation

Ashen: Symbolizes burnt-out embers, destruction, and hidden warmth beneath the ashes. Rafayel burns for others but refuses to admit it. His power flares up when he feels too much- which is why he denies everything.

Carnation: Represents deep emotions buried under a tough exterior. They also represent unbreakable bonds and self-sacrificial love, which is a nice way of saying: "This man will burn down an entire city before admitting he cares."

Backstory: 

MC met Rafayel, and - of course - it was in the middle of a dramatic fight.

That was Years Ago.

Fast forward to now, and she’s somehow stuck with him.

Nightborn Syndrome: 

Rafayel’s problem? His Nightborn Syndrome is fueled by his overwhelming need to protect people.

So what happens when he sees MC in danger?

BOOM. Instant flames.

BOOM. Armor materializing out of nowhere.

BOOM. Dramatic pose, followed by a desperate attempt to pretend nothing just happened.

Transformation Theme: 

Goes full “Holy Guardian” mode with so many sparkles that you’d think Tinker Bell exploded.

Personality: 

Grumpy, follows the rules, but secretly the biggest softie. Tries to hide his emotions but that makes them worse. Ends up tripping into his own transformation sequences.

MC, sighing: "Rafayel, it’s fine, I can handle myself- "

Rafayel, blushing violently as the flames swirl around him: "I-It’s not like I was worried! I just- SHUT UP."

His personal hell?

MC being sweet to him.

MC smiling at him.

MC saying anything remotely soft, ever.

MC needing help and actually accepting it.

MC vs. Rafayel’s Denial:

MC: "Rafayel, you're blushing."

Rafayel, covering his face with his hand: "I AM NOT-"

BOOM- Instant transformation.

MC, smugly patting his armor: "Huh. Sure about that?"

Rafayel, face now burning hotter than his actual flames: "I- I was just testing my control.”

🌟 XAVIER (The Quiet One Who Turns into a Glitter Bomb)

Flair: Light

Alias: Noctis Edelweiss

Noctis: Means "Night," symbolizing hidden power, silent strength, and unspoken emotions. Xavier lurks in the background until his Nightborn power explodes into something uncontrollable.

Edelweiss: Represents bravery, devotion, and rare beauty. This rare flower grows in high, unreachable places- just like Xavier, who prefers to observe from a distance until the moment he literally shines brighter than the sun.

Backstory: 

Unlike the other Nightborn disasters, Xavier didn't immediately combust upon meeting MC. In fact… MC didn't even realize they’d met before, when he helped her as his Noctis alter-ego self even tho they were classmates.

The problem? He is very, very bad at talking about his feelings.

If Nightborn Syndrome is a wildfire for the others, for him it’s a slow-burning, inevitable supernova- one that will eventually consume him if he ever loses control. And the more time he shares with MC, the more his feelings grow - the less he can control them.

Nightborn Syndrome: 

Activates when he gets embarrassed or surprised - which is rare luckily.

No one even knew he HAD Nightborn Syndrome until one day, MC complimented him and he transformed so hard the windows shattered.

Transformation Theme: 

A golden halo of starlight flares into existence around him as his eyes snap open, pupils now glowing like twin constellations. Soft motes of light rise from the ground, orbiting him in slow, mesmerizing patterns.

Personality: 

Quiet, observant, lowkey terrifying.

If MC so much as praises him, you can guarantee a 50-foot glitter tsunami.

Xavier has spent so long in the background that being noticed- even a little- is overwhelming for him.

Reaction to MC complimenting him: (Silence.)

"..." (immediate glowing transformation explosion)

MC is launched backward into a bush.

Everyone else is blinded for 30 seconds.

Xavier stands there, absolutely mortified, glowing like an actual sun.

MC, coughing up sparkles: "… Bro, I just said your hair looks nice."

Xavier, whispering in horror: "I know."

👄 The "Oh My God, Just Kiss Them to Stop It" Rule

MC literally holds all of their fates in her hands and she is not responsible enough for this.

She figures out that if she kisses them, it INSTANTLY cancels their transformations.

So now every time one of them starts glowing, she’s just like "ugh, fine," and pecks them on the cheek.

Zayne:

Kissing him. He does not recover from this knowledge. The first time MC realizes this: MC: "Fine. Let’s try something." Zayne: "What-" MC kisses him on the cheek. Instantly, the glow fades. The ice dissolves. The blizzard stops. Zayne, staring at MC, visibly malfunctioning: "...What the hell just happened." MC, smirking: "Oh, nothing. Just science."

Caleb: 

MC walks into the room. Caleb, immediately tense: "Don’t start." MC: "I haven’t even said anything-" Caleb: "I can feel you thinking. Stop it." MC: "Nice jacket, though." BOOM- Caleb instantly transforms. His cloak billows out dramatically. A wind that wasn't even there before starts swirling. MC: "...Seriously? From one compliment?" Caleb, gripping his head: "I CAN’T CONTROL IT, OKAY?!" MC: "...Just- come here, you idiot." MC pecks him on the cheek. Caleb, blinking in confusion as his transformation fizzles out: "Tch." MC, patting his cheek: "Good boy." Caleb, combusting internally.

Rafayel: 

Kissing him. This realization ruins him. The first time it happens: MC: "Fine, you big baby-" (kisses his cheek to calm him down.) Rafayel, immediately de-transforming, standing in absolute silence. MC: "There, that wasn’t so bad, right?" Rafayel, hand touching his cheek where she kissed him, utterly broken. Rafayel, whispering in horror: "… Don’t do that." MC, grinning: "Oh? Why? Because it works?" Rafayel, turning bright red: "I- Just shut up."

Xavier: 

Xavier tries SO HARD not to feel anything. But then MC comes along and just casually worships him and he short-circuits. MC: "Wow, you’re actually really graceful in battle." Xavier, internally screaming: "Don’t transform don’t transform don’t transform-" Glows anyway. The worst part? MC realizes that kissing him immediately cancels the transformation. MC: "Fine. Get over here." Xavier, suddenly frozen in place: "Wait, what-" MC kisses him on the cheek. His glow instantly dies down. Xavier, absolutely shell-shocked, staring at the ground like his entire belief system has been challenged. MC, smirking: "Breath, cutie." Xavier.exe has stopped working.

Sylus:

Kissing him. Which is, quite literally, the most dangerous thing to do. Because the moment MC kisses him to stop the transformation, he just leans into it. First time it happens: MC: "Okay, enough of this." MC pecks him on the cheek. His transformation instantly dissolves. Sylus, blinking, processing. Then, the smirk returns. Sylus, voice smooth as silk: "I see. So you’ve chosen to indulge my desires." MC, realizing the mistake: "Wait- NO-" Sylus, leaning closer: "Very well, my love. If this is the path you wish to walk-" MC, already trying to flee: "HELP, I FIXED THE TRANSFORMATION BUT NOW HE'S JUST FLIRTING." Caleb, Zayne, and Rafayel watching in absolute horror.

🌟 HOW MC MET ALL OF THEM 🌟

❄️ ZAYNE: Babysitter Turned Eternal Sufferer

MC was taken in by Zayne's family, which means she grew up constantly annoying him. Zayne, at age 15, when he first met little MC: "She’s small. She’s loud. This is my personal nightmare." MC, at age 10: "HI! YOU’RE OLD. ARE YOU MY BROTHER NOW?" Their dynamic? MC: "Zaaayyynneee~" Zayne: "Go away." MC: "What happens if I poke your Nightborn mark?" Zayne: "Do NOT-" (instant dramatic transformation explosion)

⚡ CALEB: The Rivalry That Turned Into a Marriage Proposal

MC met Caleb when they got into a fistfight at age 12.She won. Instead of holding a grudge, Caleb immediately decided she was wife material. Every interaction since has been: MC: "You mad?"Caleb: "Why would I be mad? My future wife is strong-" (immediately starts glowing and transforming)

🎭 SYLUS: The Living Shakespeare Monologue

MC was minding her business when Sylus literally FELL OUT OF A TREE. Landed dramatically, stood up, and said: "At last, fate has guided me to my one true- " "Wait- who are you." MC: "... Dude, are you okay?" Sylus: "Only now that I have seen the light of your eyes- " MC: "I’m leaving."

🔥 RAFAYEL: The Grumpy Knight with a Soft Spot

She was cornered by an enemy, and before she could react, fire exploded through the battlefield, turning her attackers to ash. A figure in crimson armor stood over her, blade still burning from the strike. MC: "You saved me-" Rafayel, scoffing, looking away: "Don’t get the wrong idea. I was just passing through." And then he literally sprinted away before she could thank him properly.

🌟 XAVIER: The Guy Who Sparkled So Hard She Finally Noticed Him

MC didn’t notice Xavier at first because he’s too quiet. One day, she casually complimented his hair. BOOM- instant magical transformation. MC, screaming and shielding her eyes from the glitter explosion: "WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS."

🌟 Transformation Sequences - Magical Boy AU!

🔥 Rafayel - "Blazing Heart!"

Rafayel snaps his fingers, and a burst of golden-red flames swirls around him, lifting him off the ground. The embers crackle, spiraling upward as his clothes melt away into shimmering light, reforming into a sleek crimson and gold outfit. With a flourish, his coat materializes mid-spin, embroidered with glowing sigils of fire. His boots click against the ground as he lands, flames flickering harmlessly beneath his feet. He smirks, running a hand through his hair, now streaked with vibrant embers at the tips. With a dramatic snap of his fingers, a flame ignites at his palm. "Justice burns brightest in my hands." (🔥 Cue dramatic coat flip. 🔥)

❄️ Zayne - "Glacial Knight!"

Zayne’s breath crystallizes in the air as a cold wind swirls around him, lifting his scarf as it begins to unravel into sparkling threads of ice-blue magic. With a sharp swoosh, his old clothes shatter like frost, revealing a sleek, elegant silver-and-blue ensemble with icy crystalline armor forming over his shoulders and arms. His boots form as he steps forward, leaving a frost-kissed imprint beneath him. A gleaming blade of ice manifests in his grasp, and snowflakes dance in the air around him. He exhales slowly, eyes glowing with a soft, steady frost-blue radiance. "A knight’s duty is eternal." (❄️ Cue very graceful but very unnecessary hair flip. ❄️)

⚡ Caleb - "Stellar Striker!"

Electricity crackles at his fingertips as Caleb grins, sparks racing up his arms. His jacket dissolves into pure energy, reforming into a sharp, star-stitched military-style coat with lightning-infused seams. His boots magnetize to the ground before he leaps into the air, lightning arching between his hands as his gloves materialize mid-motion. With a dynamic midair spin, his weapon - a dual-bladed energy staff - flickers to life in his grip. He lands with a flash, winking as the energy settles around him. "Lightning strikes twice when I'm around." (⚡ Cue finger guns and a smirk. ⚡)

🎭 Sylus - "Moonshadow Mirage!"

A gentle breeze swirls, and Sylus tilts his head, grinning as silver light gathers around him. His coat dissolves into ribbons of moonlight, reforming into a sleek, deep-indigo outfit with asymmetrical layers and flowing midnight-blue fabric. His gloves shimmer into existence as he flicks his wrists, revealing concealed daggers woven with constellations. The shadows around him dance, moving in sync with his movements as he steps into place. With a flourish of his scarf, he vanishes for a split second- only to reappear behind his own magic, smirking as the final glow fades. "The night’s secrets are mine to keep." (🌙 Cue a smug bow before vanishing again. 🌙)

🌟 Xavier - "Celestial Guardian!"

Soft starlight radiates from beneath his feet as Xavier closes his eyes, allowing golden constellations to swirl around him. His coat transforms first, shimmering into a regal navy-and-gold ensemble adorned with celestial embroidery. With a gentle lift of his hand, a radiant staff manifests, pulsing with the light of countless stars. His boots solidify beneath him as he steps forward, stardust lingering in his wake. He opens his eyes, now glowing with cosmic wisdom, and gives a calm, confident nod. "Guided by the stars, I walk the path of destiny." (✨ Cue soft cosmic glow and dramatic cape flourish.✨)

Coming soon to a Magical Girl anime near you! ⸻ Note: Header Image generated with AI.

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A clearer look at that one Edward design

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deciding to give evil/glitch!bonnie green eyes hehehe... and also testing out a new sketch brush

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Chibi Inkling Having Lunch !!

Since Inkling is a dumbo octopus, one of his food sources would be bristle worms. And since I like to make Inkling creepy (it's a show of affection), I drew him eating one !

Bristle worms are creepy little deep sea creatures that can get impossibly long, and they freak me out 👍

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I love Inkling sm <3

Kinda frustrating that I used to be able to sit down and make a fully detailed drawing in less than 2 hours, multiple times a day -- but, because of fuckass burnout, this took nearly 3 days to bring myself to finish. I hate burnout season, I just wanna get cozy in the cold, not this shit 😔