#future timeline

[ask-agent-rapzutin-vodello]

Hey raz what's the most flustered lili has ever made you?

[Raz] (Inhales)

[Lili] Think very carefully about your next words, buster.

[Raz] What? I was going to ask 'Wow, do I really have to choose only one? because she - you - makes me flustered on pretty much a daily basis. It's like a sport for her.' .

[Lili] (Silence)

[Raz] (Grinning) Am I wrong?

[Lili] (Sheepishly grinning) It's more of a hobby than a sport, though.

[Raz] (Laughs)

[Lili] Shut up, babe.

[staerplatinum]

Shin and Turnip's first meeting in the future timeline was... totally different!

[itz-pandora]

Which character are in the Future timeline?

The only relevant ones will be Shadow, Silver, Mephiles, and Steel. The main cast is long dead 😭... And Shadow and Steel die, so....

[saiyanmazen]

never not askinh what actually made Vegeta in the alternate timeline stay and be with Bulma? There was no one yet to warn them of the androids coming—so no androids to train for. If surpassing Goku is the only reason he stayed on Earth, he literally could go and train anywhere. But he stayed in capsule corp specifically. hmmm

Oh, dear anon! I have a fic (likely one shot) coming up about this very thing! I promise that I'll finish and post it soon because I have so many thoughts!

Spoiler alert though: the Briefs were the one who knew how to work the spaceships. Without them, Vegeta would be stuck on Earth.

But there's more I have in mind!

[helluva-hazbins]

@Brokendreamscreation

Bright light with the fluidity of melted gold sears open a gap in temporal space and time in an instant. Not only bending reality but defying it altogether.

The man dressed in an impeccably white get-up complete with large hat, steps forward and the portal closes.

He waits a moment before deciding it best to speak up. His first instinct having been to place a hand gently on the shoulder. This felt like a time to take more heed than that. The younger of the two appeared to be thoroughly shaken, and he was, after all an angel in a strange and unapologetic land. The daemon lord wasn't sure what had left Lucid in this state, worst case some form of an attack. Or any random number of situations. Warnings only went so far, easpecially in their blood. But he was willing to find out.

And so he cleared his throat. "Now, now. What's gotten your halo bent outta shape, sunspot?"

[spooksverse-asks]

🧚‍♀️🧡✨️ Vera Hope Stewart-Small, Fairy Form ✨️🧡🧚‍♀️

Since I just posted the drawing officially introducing Vera as a fairy, I wanted to share the moodboard I made for her fairy form a few days ago! If you remember the concept sketch I shared several months ago(shown in this post), you may have noticed I made some changes to her outfit and wings, but I feel this form suits her better now. I know her colors may make her look like a fall/autumn-themed fairy, but I imagine her powers would be different than that(I don't know what they are yet, but I'm leaning towards love magic).

But yeah! She has a short, flowy orange high-collar/halter dress, opera-length sheer white sleeves, gold, strappy platform-wedges, gold butterfly hoop earrings, a gold triangle necklace(not specific to her fairy form, as she had it long before discovering she was one), and orange-gradient wings~

[ask-agent-rapzutin-vodello]

Hey lili have you ever had a moment where you got so mad you actually had fire come out of no where?

[Lili] As a kid? All the time? Now that I'm (almost) an adult? Nah ...unless I get really, really, really angry. Like that time some jerk threw some really hurtful slurs - which I won't repeat - at Norma and Frazie while we were out shopping.

And that's how I had to spend money on a ton of clothes that I didn't even want, nor get to bring home with me.

....

Because I burned about two racks in that store where it happened.

Still got a discount, though.

[legendarywedit]

Hmn... yeah.

Tried to different pace for this edit, a bit faster than my usual edits. seems a good choice for this specific art.

Original art drawn by @topperflop

[staerplatinum]

Alternate future timeline. "I will make it better!"

(Originally thought of this while yapping on my twitter lol,,)

[itz-pandora]

How'd Steel get the scar on her face? And do Shadow and Silver ever meet, and does Silver know Shadow is his dad?

Steel has a ton of scars, but her facial ones are the only visible ones.

She's gotten burns and scratches from scavenging for materials (which is how she met Shadow again)

(future) Shadow is DEAD by the time Silver can form memories, and they never actually got to meet, so Silver has no clue since Mephiles never tells him. The only hints silver gets is the uneasy feeling he gets when meeting Shadow in the present timeline, and he blames that on Mephiles looking similar and the fact (his perception of) Shadow is evil, and really strong

THEY NEEEVER FIND OUT... it's so funny cuz some other characters are like "You two are really similar! 😄" "You two are really similar. 😦... 😥"

[topperflop]

ITS WIZARD TIME MOTHERFUCKER🧙‍♂️‼️FIREBALL🔥🔥💥

[rise-turtle-nonsense]

I’m sorry but I’m sketching out some fanart for @somerandomdudelmao’s comic and I feel like Tumblr would like this so here you guys go

I’m gonna just blame the time of night I’m drawing this for why it’s making me laugh this much

[rottmnt-background-screenshots]

Leo still being a little goofy in the apocalypse and them having karaoke nights is really important to me

also RAPH'S SHELL TOO?!?!?!

[lotus-3dart]

Lotus Character Sheet: Yu

A Brief Explanation:

A long time ago, my friends and I had an RP based on the World of Avatar. The story took place in the modern day equivalent of the ATLA/Korra world.

Lotus is loosely based off this old RP. A lot of changes were made in the years, it barely resembles the old story at all.

Anyways introducing Lotus’ protagonist:

Yu is based off my character from the RP. I picked out the earthbender. I decided to make her a metal bender as an excuse to be able to use weapons. I also gave her Blue eyes instead of the usual green to go with the Blue Spirit vibe. 

Yu was trained trained under the Order of White Lotus from a very young age. A long time ago the White Lotus were forced back into hiding, and have now adopted more extreme methods to keep the peace. 

*Comparison between the original White Lotus Sentry and Yu’s costume. I know they’re not similar at all but it was still an inspiration

Yu is an odd case. While other White Lotus members are focused on much bigger missions, Yu is stuck dealing with smalltime crime.

Yu puts on the Blue Spirit Mask and fights the Triads in New Republic City, while still being forced to go to high school and maintaining a double life.

Author’s notes:

Yeah I know the whole: “This high school girl is totes and accomplished assassin“ is such a cringe trope. I did come up with this all the way back from when I was a teen.

I am going to do more with this story, hopefully soon

[spooksverse-asks]

Something I've been meaning to draw for some months, to officially introduce Vera in her full fairy form(minus the slit pupils, since I forgot those), since she is one~ 🧚‍♀️🧡✨️

I hope you enjoy! :3This has been something big I've been thinking about for her character for a while, so I had a lot of fun putting this all together! :D I imagine some things might change but her character with this big update, but she is still generally the same as before, just a fairy now! ^w^

(Unrelated to her being a fairy but I decided to give her bangs(plus make her hair a little wavier), since I think she looks super cute with them and I imagine she would get inspired to get them after seeing photos of her dad when he was a kid with bangs)

Here is more information about her origin as a fairy! Put under a 'readmore' in case it gets too lengthy lol

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She was originally born in the magic realm, a realm that was locked away from regular human society where magical beings could live in peace. She was born during a time of war and personal distress for her fairy mother, who had lost her husband and a lot of her family. Not wanting her child to grow up in such a harsh and cruel world, she placed a spell on her daughter to make her appear human, swaddled her up warmly, and place her in a basket with a blanket, orange butterfly plush, and a note that contained only her birthday and a short message. This message was brief with no identifying details, only mentioning how the baby was born a few days ago in a cruel world, the mother felt unfit to care for her and brought her here, and for whoever finds her, to take care of her last hope. She then traveled through the barrier to the human world, to the city of Poltervale, the first city she found that had such a strong magical and supernatural aura. It was a rainy day so not many were out-and-about, but she found a dry, covered spot in an alley to set her daughter in, and placed one more spell that would make her noticed by humans who could be walking by. Thankfully, a young couple were out on a walk when they heard her crying, and after investigating they discovered her. Once the fairy could determine that the couple would take care of her child, she returned to the magic realm to help put an end to the war. After a long period of a medical checkup, talking with legal officials, trying to figure out her origin and birth family, and the long adoption process, the couple welcomed her into their life as their first child, becoming parents earlier than planned but neither had it in them to leave her alone in the world again. They named her Vera, with the middle name of Hope, inspired by the note that she was found with. Vera lived most of her life believing she was a regular human, but always felt something was "off" with her. She always had such a strong connection with any winged creatures, a few uncanny abilities she could not explain, a big interest in fairies, and had quite a few times where others like her Auntie Suzie has sensed the magical energy radiating from her. It is not until her late teens that a big accident by her hands revealed her status as a fairy and wore off the glamour spell that was placed on her so long ago. She, along with everyone around her at the time was confused, even her parents as they never did find out about her origins. After a long period of searching for answers, making sense of everything that happened, and exploring her newfound form and abilities, she came to terms and was excited to be a real fairy. Still, her curiosity about her origins was never quite quenched and she still yearned for the chance to visit the magic realm someday, but until a moment like that comes, she is content using her fairy abilities for fun, help, and sometimes, a little mischief~

[neonseperatedau]

Donnie’s Log Entries 1244 to 1364

A fragmented retelling of Cass apocalypse series @somerandomdudelmao  Donnie edition because I’m still suffering, and rereading all the comics helps me numb the pain. TW: Medical descriptions and major character death A grand panel sparks to life as you approach it. The screen asks for a password, glitches out and without you doing anything, you are offered several files. One of them contains a great number of written entries, you skim through them: Log entry 1244: Located another cyberattack on my firewall. They are getting more frequent and cleverer, but not clever enough. Still, I need to brief my ‘assistants’ again to make sure they might detect these attempts to digitally invade our base, on their own. Insert dramatic sigh. Log entry 1247: It amazes me that Casey continues to find silly ways to pass the time and get everyone else involved in them as well. Well, mostly Leo succumbs to the shenanigans. He might deny it, but he is the kid’s surrogate father at this point. Never considered my brother to be THAT kind of family guy. Log entry 1250: This status report has been delayed due to receiving severe damage during a retrieval mission. Casey blames himself for it and to be honest, he is not entirely wrong. His eyesight is not optimal, and he tends to register danger with a slight delay. Perhaps this could be countered with the appropriate equipment. His mask might be a potential candidate, though I am not sure if he would ever willingly part with it for even a second. I am glad he is okay. Log entry 1262: Restoration of Raph’s mechanical body is complete. The stark difference in materials I had when I built him in contrast to what I have now at my disposal is infuriating. Log entry 1263: The fourteenth attempt to recreate a coffee substitute has been semi-successful. Everyone else might not be amused by my all-nighters, but they are for the sake of the resistance. My ruined sleep schedule feels like I have reclaimed a part of pre-apocalypse normalcy.

Log entry 1267: Rejuvenation Serum, Series IX shows great promise. For the first time, Mikey appears physically altered and his energy reserves are replenished. The effects of Hamato Ninpo on the body do not exactly follow common physics, which troubles any concrete estimates of the serum’s durability. More tests might be necessary. Log entry 1268: It does not adhere to any logic, that we prioritize the life of one human over that of many. Especially Leo should be more impartial in these cases, yet keeping his emotions and his tasks separated has never been his strong suit. Log entry 1269: We harvested our first batch of tomatoes that are entirely grown in an artificial environment. Recreating a proper day-night cycle has been tricky. Most seeds will be repurposed and thus our yield will continuously grow. I am looking forward to Mikey’s home-cooked pasta. It has been ten years. Log entry 1270: Casey has been affected by an ooze-quito. Presumably one of the few remaining on Earth, which is in itself a discovery. It is a shame he hangs around my twin brother so much or else I would have finally acquired a mutant of the same species as mine. Would have been quite useful for some of my experiments. I am torn whether I find the distrust that my family openly expresses toward me amusing or offensive, maybe both. I should contact Draxum soon. Log entry 1274: I blame it on the non-existing education system that Casey has a rather unique understanding of the term ‘dad’. I bet Cassandra would have been amused, too. I also finalized a prototype of a Donnie-trademark-hockey-stick. Not that these things are in any way related. Log entry 1277: We received notice of high casualties in our Boston base. The few security cameras I could tap into confirm the eye-witness reports. Log entry 1281:  April has returned to home base. Watching a vintage JJ recording has been scheduled for next Friday. The coffee substitute gradually loses its effectiveness. I need to increase the caffeine dosage to ensure its efficiency. Log entry 1300: Regular entries have been on halt for a while after I accidentally dropped some of the Rejuvenation Serum, Version X on myself. I do not remember much from this period. Merely loose impressions of some sort of blue cotton fabric, a bloody human nose, and overall blurry surroundings. It made me think of the time when I was the first one out of our batch to walk and explore the world and how much trouble I would cause our father because of this. Log entry 1303: Despite tripling my coffee consumption, I sleep in longer intervals. With the Kraang regrouping near our base, I cannot allow my body to be weakened. As soon as I am able to, I will run rudimentary tests on my vitals to ensure my continued work. Log entry 1310: Today’s health report shows anomalies in my bloodstream. To not alarm the others, I am going to conduct further tests only when they are asleep. Its source or effects are yet to be determined. Log entry 1311: Even with a regular intake of sufficient nutrition, my body mass has decreased. I need a detailed analysis of the serum portion of a blood specimen. Not an easy task when any kind of clinical equipment had been destroyed, but I would not be able to call myself the ‘last genius on Earth’ if something like that would stop me. Log entry 1313: I determined the anomaly in my blood to be of Kraang origin. It acts similar to an influenza virus. A Kraang variant with a diameter of 20 nanometres is unheard of and surely not a standard procedure if you go by the warfare strategies that they have displayed so far. I should feel honored that they devised something like this specifically for me…taking out one of the most dangerous threats from the inside sounds like something I would also come up with. After locating the specifics of this virus, I will dedicate one of my servers to run simulations of potential counteragents. Log entry 1316: Injecting antidote number 4. No signs of recovery. I keep optimizing my battle shell to fit my shrinking body, but I fear I cannot keep this up for long. Log entry 1317: Switched to pullovers, admittedly a make-shift solution. I am staying at the base for most of the time anyway and with an all-time high number of missions, everyone is too occupied to notice. I suspect either Casey or Leo will, sooner or later. They are both much more perceptive than anyone else gives them credit for. Perhaps that is why they make such a good duo. Log entry 1320: Everyone knows. I hoped to stall for more time, but after I had collapsed my family pressed me for answers. Somehow a part of me also hopes that sharing this information might aid my search for a cure. Log entry 1325: The virus behaves in no way akin to Earth variants. I keep recalculating how much time remains. Visiting the greenhouse today to notice that the Magnolia tree we could rescue from a botanical garden in Florida has recovered well and will be in full bloom next month. I hope everyone will enjoy such a rare and magnificent sight. Log entry 1327: My server found the optimal solution to my problem. However, it requires a blood product identical to mine and that simply does not exist. To recreate my blood artificially would take an environment that ceased to exist 15 years ago. I broke the news to Leo. I wanted to set his mind at ease so that he can stop reaching for insufficient options while also having to lead pivotal missions. He…didn’t take it well. Log entry 1333: With my focus shifting from searching for an antidote to securing and preserving my work and the home base for any form of contingencies was a productive decision. Not everyone agrees. Do they believe it is easy for me to just transfer some of my work to someone else, with the perfect awareness that they will not continue it with the same kind of efficiency? In all honesty, it drives me mad. My family’s rejection of taking some of my work over immediately is equally frustrating. At least their more regular presence at my lab is a welcome change of pace. Log entry 1343: Today is a great day because I got to tell the Kraang to eat shit. To be fair, I did not tell them this with mere words. Instead, I used my mystic arsenal and I mean ALL of my mystic arsenal. Consider it a kind of firework to commence the end of a great era: Mine. I could have also metaphorically dented their hull a bit further if Leo had not picked me up and dragged me away to safety. This did not diminish my sense of victory. Payback is a bitch, after all. Log entry 1355: My brothers take turns hovering over me, which hinders my work, but I do not complain. I try to focus on one task at a time and not plan far ahead. The only future that matters to me is the single logical end game: the end of this war. Log entry 1364: My heart-rate monitor woke me up today, warning me that the intervals of my heartbeat had decreased. I diagnosed myself with local paresthesia in both legs after falling off my bed, which is not a great way to start the day. Leo put me back on my mattress and said he would get Mikey, which gives me not much time to write any further notes down. The numbness spreads to my arms right now, the virus appears to have accelerated its corrosion of my nerve system. I might have a week, a few days, or hours. Just in case I activated the automatization protocol. When I do not respond to the system within 24 hours it will switch to autopilot. Not everything is ready or accounted for, but it will hold until this is all over. Nardo, if you are reading this (and I assume you will because you have always been nosey) please refrain from crying. The keypad is translucent but the hardware on my desk is not waterproof, and you will need it to - It appears the text stops here. Either the author couldn’t continue, or the rest got deleted, you don’t know for sure.