#feel I belong au

[blade-that-was-broken]

"Don't be ridiculous. You aren't leaving," Clay shrugged and started to walk off, other trolls parting ways back to whatever their normal activities were. Branch's friends glanced at one another, in alarm.

Branch blinked, blankly. "Wait. What?"

"I can't let you go back out there!"

"I have to go home!"

"Home?" Bruce scoffed, seeming to agree with Clay on the matter. "You said you don't live with pop trolls nor near any of your other friends, even. Obviously, Grandma isn't in the picture anymore. You live in isolation and that is not healthy for a troll."

"You don't live with any trolls!"

"But I do live with others, it counts," Bruce pointed out.

"And you wouldn't be living with Bruce, you would be staying here, with me," Clay added, continuing to walk. Branch had no choice but to follow. "And there ARE other trolls here."

"I am constantly visiting other trolls! I socialize and I live a great life!" he snapped. And he did. He liked his life. He got the alone time that he wanted, the quiet he actually liked, without having to worry about anyone jumping him in a group hug or the constant noise of music, outside of perhaps the strum of a guitar. He liked where he lived, he liked the life he had right now. He had friends, close ones at that, and he traveled and learned new things and had a ton of fun. Trolls loved having fun - even him.

"You're a kid, Bitty," Bruce agreed. "You-"

"I what?" Branch growled, his shoulders bristling. They call him a kid, but they still saw him as a helpless baby. "What? Don't know anything? You left when I was a baby, Spruce."

"Bruce-"

Branch didn't care. His anger was growing although his hiss was low and furious, it was still loud and apparent.

"You don't get a say. You aren't my guardian nor my dad."

[copperpipes]

A wild signal appears

A wild bot appears

"You're my friend now, we're having soft tacos later!" *drags away giggling*

[demaparbat-hp]

soooo… any news on the kyoshi warriors au?

The girls are fighting

[fumble-art]

Gonna draw this man in everything but his main canon outfit kinda day

Flynn Rider Reth was colored by @hannahstumble

[myballsitchaurghouchie]

Human versions of Goat, Lamb and Yellow Cat for my DnD au. Getting more and more self indulgent by the minute can you tell i just like characters hanging out

[Image Description in the Alt Text and below the cut]

Image 1: A digital drawing of 3 characters looking towards the viewer as if posing for a picture. The character on the left is tall and stands in the foreground with their hand partially covering the view; they are dark skinned, have long dark dreadlocks as well as a long braided goatee, wear black and dark purple clothing along with a spikey choker, multiple piercings and a necklace with a purple gemstone. The character in the middle is smaller, standing a bit further; they are dark skinned, have medium length loose dreadlocks that turn from dark brown to white, wear a read beanie and shawl over a white turtleneck, and they have a red gemstone as a necklace. The character on the right is lighter skinned, has short blonde hair, a small beard and moustache, and wear a green floral shirt.

Image 2: A digital sketch page showing various drawings of the same previous characters wearing different outfits, all in their own section of the image.

At the top is the tall, dark skinned person with dark dradlocks, called 'Pinhead' Graham, with text in parenthesis saying "Goat". There are small bits of information next to them saying "Usually punk fashion. Absolute dogshit mixing of clothing. Mainly black, rarely has colors (purple, green, yellow). Spikes in every outfit. Clothing often shows off waist shape, occasional baggy outfits. Edgelord looking". There is more text to the side saying "Sides shaved", and "4b hair texture, sometimes has braids or dreadlocks".

The next character is the smaller one with white dreadlocks, called Lemuel, with text in parenthesis saying "Lamb". The text next to them says "3c hair texture, has loose dreadlocks", and the other bits of information say "Warm clothing (sweaters, hoodies, cardigans). Beanie 99% of the time. Often wearing a shawl. Neck never bare (turtleneck, necklaces). Light colors (brown, white, grey) + red (light, muted, rarely dark)".

The third character is the one with short blonde hair, called CJ, with the text in parenthesis saying "Yellow Cat". The information text says "Relaxed clothing. Always layering 2 tops at least. Different textures always. Knee-length pants most of the time. At least 1 item with a pattern. Rarely wears dark colors".

Image 3: A small sketch of the same three characters shoulders up, smilling.

Image 4: A sketch of the three sitting at a table which is covered in papers and dice, whispering to each other.

Image 5: A sketch of the same three characters standing side by side, showcasing their outfits.

CJ is on the left, writing next to them says "they/he/she"; he is wearing a bucket hat, a long sleeved shirt under a short sleeved jacket, knee-length shorts and ankle-high socks.

Graham is in the middle, text next to them says "they/them"; they are the tallest of the three, wearing a bone looking hair clip, a jacket with a fur collar, customized patches and spikes along with a big zipper, and a kilt over another skirt and bagger pants.

Lemuel is the one on the right, text next to them says "they/them"; they are the shortest of the three, wearing a crocheted beanie with horns, a shawl over a big sweater, and pants with a "Christmas-looking pattern".

[feligayzed]

rings dinner bell FOOD IS SERVED

originally i was gonna post his ref with Painter's but i can actively feel myself getting lazy and i just want to get this out into the world :,3 BEHOLD SURFACE SEB in all his angsty glory

this ended up looking more like brain vomit than i intended but OH WELL i'm not touching it anymore ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

[otaku553]

Procrastination doodles of sabo for the king sabo au :)

[mental7anguish]

Hey tadc fandom, wanted a tadc x beastars au (from someone who hasn’t read it in almost two years but had their brain chemistry changed by it too much to forget) where they are in college with murderous undertones??!?? No..? Well I did it anyways lol

I have some storybeats in my head but don’t wanna talk abt it rn, also zooble and pomni share a dorm room (after pomnis last roommate went missing)

[luckyyyduckyyy]

MUWHAHAHAHA, @idswolf I am your Secrettttttt Skeleton and I humbly whisk you away to my neck of the woods; hosting a lovely party with your one and only White Rabbit, Sun! No worries, I've brought some extra guests around to ensure the party stays lively and goes off without a hitch!

Some extra yapping below for you Idswolf! <3

I honestly had so much fun making this! The moment I found out your Rabbit Sun was from an Alice in Wonderland AU, I knew I wanted to go for it. I loveeee Alice in Wonderland! That and while it's been a while since I've drawn anything anthropomorphic, your design was so interesting that I saw it as a very welcome challenge in my books!

I'm not too good at backgrounds, but I do hope it fits decently enough into your world. I wasn't sure what Sun's area would look like, so to not spoil the surprise through an ask about it, I made my own little corner and plopped everyone in. See it as a little clear pocket dimension of sorts for my disembodied voice. ^^

I really enjoyed reading all the extra tidbits about your other goobers too (I loved seeing all the art and backstory!) and it was sooo tempting to make a Hallow drawing because of how well they fit the spoooooky month. :3

It was fun time, and even though our interactions haven't been many, talking to ya was lovely! You have so many wonderful AUs, I hope to see you create more of them! ^^

GASP, I can finally follow you now Halloween hath arrived!!!

[zehl0w]

Very messy scribble of a comic because they were on my mind (I doubt I’ll ever clean it up so I’m just posting it now so it doesn’t rot in my procreate files LOL)

[morninkim]

Power Rangers: Prime Suspects - Bowen

Ankash the Phoenix Knight

same as ever, story stuff under the cut!!

Ever since Udonna first established Root Core, Clare has fought threats from Repulsa forces, Dark Magic users, anyone wishing to invade the last bastion of Good Magic on Earth. None so persistent as Ankash the Phoenix Knight, lifelong loyal servant of the Master. Ankash wields the Knight Saber, sword of his late mentor, Koragg, and transforms using a mysterious claw-like morpher infused with his Dark Magic. On orders from his Master, who wants to claim their power for himself to overthrow Rita's rule, he now targets this mysterious new Green and Pink Ranger pair. Intent on killing three Rangers with one blade, he backs them into a corner and forces them to seek refuge at Root Core, knowing that the Gatekeeper would never turn away someone in need. What he didn't count on, though, was these strangers' knowledge of another world. One where his life took a much different turn. A turn that may not be out of reach for him, if he just accepts the hand reached out to him.

[blade-that-was-broken]

His home was smoking.

Scorch marks, nasty words carved into the ground and trees, a giant hole decimating a third of the cabin. Branch's heart dropped in his chest. And he let out a shriek.

"Oh no," Holly whispered.

Branch bolted inside. Or, at least, he almost did. Synth and Holly pulled him back just before he got to the still smoldering door. What was left of said door was embers that burst and fell over at the movement. "Let me go!"

"No, bro," Synth insisted.

"He could still be in there!"

"He isn't," Holly agreed. "The hard rock trolls have taken everyone they come across so far. They would have taken him too."

"How did they even know to find this place? It's so isolated! It's not like we go around telling people!" Branch flipped, tucked away from view from his brothers by his friends. He was glad they were around him.

"I don't know dude..." Synth mumbled, with a frown and downcast gaze.

Darnell walked over, a machete in hand and offered it to Branch. He recognized it. They all did. "It's kind of knicked. He didn't go quietly."

"That sounds like him," Holly mused. It was a compliment, of course, it just meant that he didn’t go down without a fight. However, that could have meant any number of things.

Branch took the machete by the handle and stared at it. The grip was old and worn, years of use and hand strength bore into it. John’s fingers had literally made indents in the handle. He didn’t often use it as a weapon; John preferred glitter bombs and close combat for that, so the fact he had probably used at it as a weapon was worrying. “If they made it here, they got to Lonesome Flatts too."

"Delta would never go quietly either," Holly said with a frown, her shoulders tense. She wanted to argue, try to deny and plead for hope - Branch knew it - but even she could see the reality. "But this level of destructive force..."

"She'd have no choice."

"Which means the only ones left would be Funk," Branch nodded, glancing at the sky. "Can Angular Beasts fly to the heights of Funkships?"

"I have no idea."

"If we follow the Melancholy River..."

"Vibe City would pass at the end," Darnell nodded, in agreement. They all knew Vibe City’s flying patterns but as their Prince, D would know best.

"We have a raft," Branch continued, gesturing through the woods where he knew down the hill would be a handmade creation that could get them down the river quick and easy. "Rhonda can't move quickly through the reeds."

"Branch," Spruce said quietly, coming up to them, almost pushing through. After a moment, the others let him as we as his other brothers. He glanced up at the smoldering cabin. "You... you lived here?"

"I still do," he replied, stubbornly but he didn’t want to explain that now. "We have to go." He gave no room for debate as they quickly made their way down towards the river. John loved lounging on the raft they had built, listening to the soft hum of the reeds. Sometimes he'd even bring his own tune, strumming at a guitar and the reeds following. Branch couldn't be sure, but he was pretty sure the Reeds liked him.

They started down the river.

"Look, Branch...I think we should talk," Bruce said, coming up to sit next to Branch. Clay and Floyd followed. "You... you lived in that isolated cabin alone and that is not..."

"I don't live alone."

"What?"

"I never said I lived alone."

They all sighed in relief; weird but okay. They were all younger than him when they left - alone. He didn’t really understand why it was so different from him. He was older than them when they left. Bruce was the one to say something, after they seemed to calm from the notion he wasn’t living alone. "Okay, great. Well, not great considering if these Rock Trolls are taking people that means Gramma is in danger…” Bruce started, with a concerned frown but Branch interrupted.

"Gramma?" Branch asked, truly confused. "What does she have to do with anything?" And he honestly had no idea. Wow… he hadn’t thought about Gramma in a long time. Clay had said there was an escape. He hoped that Gramma got out then. But he wasn’t sure why they were bringing her up.

"Isn't that... who you lived with?"

Branch made a face. “No."

"No?"

"I haven't seen Gramma since I was a baby,” he pointed out, kicking from on the edge of the raft. Behind him, out of the corner of his eye, he could see a few of his friends shifting slightly, ready for anything. Synth was swimming underneath.

"A.... baby?" Floyd squeaked.

"Branch... if you haven't seen Gramma since you were a baby, who..." Bruce questioned, anxiously. He looked so worried.

"Who took care of you?" Clay demanded, finishing the question. He was staring, wide eyed.

Branch continued to look confused. It seemed to be a reoccurring theme, which he did not like. He wasn’t used to being confused in general. He was the smart one, the one with the plan. But then again, his brothers were a confusing lot. "The same person that took care of all of you."

They still looked confused. Honestly what? “What..."

"JD.”

He sounded stupid just saying it. Who else in the world could he be talking about? If he wasn’t talking about Gramma then there was only one other person that he could be talking about.

There was a brief pause.

"What?"

"Branch..."

"What?"

"He left. The same time as us,” Spruce said, trying to be gentle. As if Branch didn’t already know that.

"Yeah? And?"

"I don't think the few months beforehand can count as raising you,” Spruce continued, slowly, carefully. Branch blinked, staring for a moment as he tried to wrap his head around what they were trying to insinuate.

"Try the last sixteen years," he scoffed and his lip curled. Right, they left right after John did the first time. They had no idea he came back a few months later. And then a few months after that, John took him out into the wild with him.

"Huh?"

"JD has been raising me for the last sixteen years," Branch replied, repeating himself with the roll of his eyes. He wasn’t entirely sure what was so hard to understand. He was speaking clearly.

"Explain."

"Uh... so JD came back to the Tree. After my first Trollstice, we left. Me and hum. Eventually, we found the other tribes and a nice spot and built a cabin,” he kept it short and sweet. They didn’t need to know any of the details and honestly, he didn’t care for telling them. Branch had been upset, at first, realizing they were never going to go back to the tree. But as time went on, when he made friends and became more content with his new life, John had told him about what Gramma wanted. And he told Branch that the others weren’t coming back.

He was right.

"You... live with John Dory."

"Yes?"

They almost looked confused still. Branch really didn’t understand what was so hard to wrap their heads around.

"Have been for 16 years?"

"Yes! What's the big deal?” Branch’s voice began to raise in some irritation. “I lived with him and now he's captured by the Rock Trolls with all the other tribes, why are you guys looking at me like I'm the one who has two heads?"

"He... he raised you in a very isolated environment. Branch, that's not... that's not healthy,” Bruce continued, trying to be tactful and gentle. Branch knew he was a dad and he could see it but Bruce trying to… father him or whatever, felt weird. Wrong almost. Branch didn’t have a father. He didn’t really know what that was supposed to feel like like. But what Spruce was saying and what he was insinuating was rubbing Branch the wrong way. He knew it.

“Are you… are you serious?”

“Isolation is-.”

“You can’t be serious! I love my life! I have more friends and support than I ever have had, I get to know all sorts of new things, I get to learn not only a ton of stuff and read a lot, I get to learn about the other cultures and genres. I get to read their books. I’m far more adjusted and knowledgeable than most!”

Branch’s frustration was growing and he knew his friends could tell. They were all pretty in tune with each other, with how much time they spent together.

“But he-,” Bruce continued, trying to put a hand on him. Branch shoved him away, almost violently. He could see Holly tense but Branch cast her a glance. He turned back to his brothers - particularly Bruce.

“No. You have your own life now and we have ours! You don’t get to go after him with your grudge just because he chose differently from you and now you suddenly feel guilty about it.”

[justaribald]

Hey @itz-lauryz ! I did your thing!

I saw that there was still a long time until the deadline so I thought I'll swoop in. This was genuinely so fun and I'm really happy with the result, so thank you for that!

[musicalmoritz]

I’m like the biggest multishipper for TBHK but when I multiship for Mitsukou I do it while gritting my teeth and pacing my room

[wolfjackle-subscriptions]

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Story Summary: Danny loves the Waynes, loves living with them. After the GIW, after his parents, he never thought he'd be able to have this again. A family, a home.

Then he overhears a conversation.

The Waynes aren't just the Waynes. They're the Bats, part of the Justice League. And the Justice League works with the US Government. The same government that runs the Ghost Investigation Ward.

It was all a lie.

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[mayhemspreadingguy]

Hob with longer hair and fancy accessories ❤️

If you wanna know where this brain rot came from check this post. I blame @magnusbae ☺️