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a bingqiu witches x xianxia fusion, as prompted by cass and fulfilled as part of an ongoing fundraising event at svsss gotcha 4 gaza!
#svsss#scum villain#bingqiu#shen qingqiu#luo binghe#shen yuan#mxtx#my art#i wanted to bring viet!binghe out for once#the prompter wanted them to be sitting on xiu ya#but the sword's not long enough to fit two grown men sooo next best thing was to have it tied to the broom lol#the white cat is sj#probably#but i can't decide if he's sy's familiar ORRR#if it was a summoning gone wrong#in which sy was summoned to possess sj's body by someone with Bad Vibes and inadvertently ejected sj's soul into the nearest living thing#which was a nearby white cat#ORRRR we do this sabrina the teenage witch style#and sj was sentenced to live a 100 years as a cat for some atrocity he may or may not have been involved in
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Soulmate AU: First Words + End of the World ; requested by @justwannabecat!
Duke has long since accepted that he doesnât have great luck. Most things in his life tend to go wrong very quickly, or complicate situations he was already struggling in (see: being a meta and getting his powers in the middle of a fight). Having an incomprehensible soulmark is an unpleasant discovery on the morning of his nineteenth birthday, but not entirely unexpected.
He had been hoping for something simple, a common one like hi itâs nice to meet you or sorry, didnât mean to bump into you.
What Duke gets instead isnât even words.
Scrawled across his left hipbone is a string of symbols glowing a faint green. Theyâre not in a language he recognizes, and the symbols seem to move, shifting ever so slightly so they look different every time he blinks.
âWell,â he says after a solid five minutes of staring into the mirror, unable to rip his eyes off his soulmateâs words, âI hope theirs looks nicer than mine.â
He spends his birthday in a bit of a daze, enjoying time spent with the Waynes and his friends. Itâs hard to be fully present when heâs all too aware of the soreness on his hipbone flaring up each time he moves. Itâs hard to keep his mind off of it, wanting nothing more than to search for answers, unravel the mystery of his soulmateâs first words.
âSomething on your mind?â Jason asks, as the attention shifts off of him for a brief moment as Harper and Cullen get ready to leave and everyone rushes to give their goodbyes,
Duke shrugs, carefully keeping his hands still so they donât drift to where his soulmark is hidden beneath his clothes. âYeah. Nothing you need to worry about, though.â
Jason looks him over critically, then nods.
Duke resigns himself to being investigated by the rest of the Bats. If heâs off enough that Jason had to comment on it, then that means everyoneâs noticed and are trying to figure out whatâs happened. Theyâre not going to ask him, because they think he needs space to work through whateverâs got him so distracted, but theyâre also not going to just do nothing.
This wonât be the first time theyâve done this. Duke expects it. Frankly, it would be stranger and much more concerning if they didnât try to dig up all his secrets the moment they caught wind of him hiding something.
Heâll tell them about getting his soulmark soon. Soulmarks can appear on any birthday between the ages of thirteen to twenty five; they might suspect he got his, but they wonât be able to confirm.
For now, Duke can keep his soulmateâs first words (whatever that gibberish means) to himself.
He makes the decision then and there, as his birthday party winds down, to tell them in a week.
And because his luck is abysmal, a world ending threat hits five days later and suddenly there is no time for soulmarks and first words.
Duke is the last to arrive at the Fortress of Solitude, hitching a ride from Superboy to get there. The biting cold and the harsh winds keep the place far from the reaches of the rest of humanity, surrounded by nothing but deadly white.
Desolate as the landscape is, itâs still in better shape than the rest of the world.
Things would be better if it was alien invaders. It would be more bearable if some sort of cosmic colossus tried to eat their solar system. At least then there would be something physical that they could fight.
Instead, the world is breaking apart, the sky and earth both fracturing to reveal glowing green faultlines. Timelines are getting mixed up and muddled; just yesterday, Duke had to evacuate a building that had been demolished forty years ago, then stop a gang leader who wouldnât be born for another eight years from taking over a neighborhood block and holding the residents hostage. Strange creatures are appearing out of nowhere, crawling out of shadows and tide pools and from beneath the roots of trees, all horrible, monstrous things that go after people with teeth and claws.
The Flashes and the rest of the speedsters are nowhere to be found. The last time anyone get communication from them, it had been Impulse sending Red Robin a glitchy, barely audible video chat saying something along the lines of âtrying to fixâunstableâkeep us hereânever been alive before.â All things that are very concerning to hear, made worse by the fact that no one had been able to contact them at all.
The quiet loneliness of the Fortress of Solitude is a welcome change from the constant screaming, death, and destruction thatâs taken over Gotham as well as the rest of the world. Last he heard, even Justice League China was at the end of their rope.
âIn here,â Superboy instructs, guiding Duke through the halls. Thereâs no time to look around at Supermanâs secret base. All his focus is stuck on staying conscious for another few hours to see if this gathering of heroes is able to find a solution to the world breaking apart.
Batman stands besides Superman. Both nod at Duke when he enters the room. Wonder Woman is watching over John Constantine as he writes something on the floor, muttering under his breath. The rest of the Justice League lean against each other, visibly exhausted as they wait for Constantine to finish up what heâs doing. A few other heroes are here too, and Duke goes to join them where they lean against a wall, fighting to keep their eyes open.
âHey,â he greets, voice low. âHanging in there?â
Wonder Girl sighs. âSomehow. I donât know how much longer we can do this. Thereâs just too muchâŠâ
âWeâll get through this. I mean, even without us out there, plenty of civilians have formed rescue and relief groups to help with keeping things under control,â Speedy says, gently knocking her arm against Wonder Girlâs. âWe just gotta keep going. No giving up.â
âWhatâs this plan, anyways? I just heard that they needed me here to some attempt to fix things.â
âWell, without the speedsters, youâre kind of the only one who can help with time and power related stuff,â Speedy says.
âThatâs definitely a stretch. My powers donât really have anything to do with time. Itâs all just light and shadow.â
Speedy shrugs. âWell, youâre here, arenât you? Too late to complain about it now.â
Duke doesnât get a chance to say anything else when a loud clap catches his attention. The entire room goes still and silent as Constantine stands up and surveys the circle and symbols heâs written, taking up an entire corner of the large room.
âAlright,â he says. âTime to get started. Remember, let me do the talking. If you have to speak, itâs only to back me up or when a question is directed to you.â
Batman nods to the other Justice Leaguers, and suddenly everyone is falling into formation behind Constantine. Duke hurries to join them with Wonder Girl and Speedy, taking a place on the edge of the group where heâs a little closer to the circle than the others.
Constantine begins chanting. His voice is steady though none of the sounds make any sense, refusing to form themselves into recognizable words, and the air the in the room feels heavier. The chalk circle glows a blinding white and Duke can see magic swirling through the air, his power kicking in the let him watch as reality tears and a glowing star in the shape of a boy comes out of it.
Duke blinks, forcing his power down. The hypnotic swirls of magic fade from sight, but the boy still glows, bright and terrible as he floats above the circle and surveys them all. A crown engulfed in blue flame hovers above his head and the fabric of the cosmos is draped over his shoulders as a cape.
Just from presence alone, Duke can tell that this figure is now the strongest existence in this universe. He hopes this boy king is kind; no one, not even Superman, would be able to beat him in a fight.
The boy king opens his mouth and speaks, but itâs not words than comes out. A strange static like sound emerges, but light and almost melodic.
His left hipbone burns.
Duke gasps, hand flying down to it, and the boy kingâs gaze snaps to meet his.
The world stands still. No one moves. No one dares to breathe.
And then the boy king drops to the floor and walks out of the circle.
âI thought you said that would hold him!â Batman hisses at Constantine, who is looking more and more distressed.
âIt was supposed to! I wrote it specifically to hold the King of the Infinite Realms!â
The boy king glances at Constantine. This time, when he speaks, itâs in smooth English. âDid you name the king in your circle?â
âYeah, I named Pariah Dark⊠Bloody hell, you ainât him, are ya?â
âNo,â the boy king smiles, âIâm Phantom.â
The cape and crown fade away, and suddenly itâs not an all powerful, terrifying king standing before them, but a young man with white hair and green eyes who looks Dukeâs age. Like he could be any other new generation hero in the room.
âPhantom,â Duke repeats lightly, just under his breath, but it makes Phantom look at him again.
He walks forward, ignoring the other heroesâ aborted attempts to stop him, coupled with Constantineâs frantic back off motion happening behind him. Phantom leaves the circle and the Justice Leaguers behind to stand before Duke, a soft smile on his face.
âHi,â he says softly, âI dreamed of you.â
âYouâwhat?â
âI dreamed of you. I have for years now. To think that being summoned was what made us meetââ Phantom breaks off into a breathless laugh.
Duke swallows, then drops his had from where it had been pressed against his hip. âSo weâre reallyâ? You have my first words too?â
In the corner of his eye, he sees Batman stiffen up. Maybe he should have just told them the day after his birthday, but in Dukeâs defense, this is the definition of extenuation circumstances.
âFirst words?â Phantom repeats, âIs that⊠Do we have different soulmate connections?â
âI think so. Here, everyone gets the first words their soulmates say to them appearing somewhere on their body.â
Phantomâs gaze darts down to Dukeâs hip, then back up. âOh. I get dreams. Where Iâm from, we dream of our soulmates, and the closer we get to meeting them, the more we remember the dreams.â
âAnd you dreamed of me.â
âI did.â
âAs touching as this is,â Constantine interrupts, and Duke gets to watch as Phantom rolls his eyes, âWe summoned you here for a reason. Our world is falling apart at the seams and we need someone powerful, from the Realms, to help us fix it.â
âOkay.â
â...What do you mean âokayâ?â
âIâll help,â Phantom says.
âJust like that? No deal to be made, no price to be paid?â
âJust like that. Iâm not one for deals anyways. If I can help, then I will. But I do want to see what the problem is with my soulmate by my side, if you donât mind.â
Batman steps in, fixing Duke with a steady gaze, a barely noticeable tilt of his head. âSignal?â
âYeah Iâll go with him. Of course I will. The sooner the better, in fact, because everythingâs gone to shit.â Duke turns to Phantom, taking hold of one of his hands. âIt is really bad out there,â he warns, âIf you need helpââ
âIâll ask for help from others in the Realms,â Phantom says. âNo offense or anything, but if itâs really that bad, I doubt living mortals will be able to do much to fix things. Itâs why I was summoned, right?â
âRight. Letâs get to it, then.â
Thereâs a flash of mischief in Phantomâs eyes, and cheeky grin stealing across his face for a moment, before he says, âAye aye, captain!â and picks Duke up like he weighs nothing and flies up through the ceiling.
Duke is able to hear everyoneâs surprised, panicked shouts before theyâre outside the Fortress of Solitude and Phantom is flying them away. He only needs a few directions from Duke before he finds the first of the large fractures in the sky.
âYikes,â is all he says, which is not a great thing to hear. âI think I know how to fix it, though. Weâll need to do a little investigating as to who, exactly, started messing around with reality, but once we find the source, itâll be an easy fix.â
âThatâs the best news Iâve heard all week.â
âEven better than meeting your soulmate?â
âI havenât slept for more than four hours all week. Knowing thereâs an end in sight beats everything else.â
Phantom laughs, throwing his head back and Duke canât help but drink in the sight of him, so ethereal and bright and full of life. âFair enough! Got any ideas as to where we should start?â
âIâve got an entire crew of detective vigilantes,â Duke replies. Heâs not taking any more chances. No more waiting to talk about important things; he messed up by keeping his soulmark to himself, so he needs to make sure everyone meets his soulmate before shit goes south again.
âLetâs go find them, then!â
They take off again, soaring through the skies that are barely holding themselves together.
The world is still ending, and every hero is being stretched thin, but held carefully in Phantomâs arms, racing head first into a solution, Duke canât help but feel that everythingâs going to be alright now.
Heâs had enough bad luck. Now, his soulmate with him, bearing the title of King with grace, things are finally starting to look up.
#ghostlights#dc x dp#dp x dc#dpxdc#dcxdp#dc x dp fic#prompt fill#my writing#when its the end of the world but youre soulmate is here and ready to help fix it#meanwhile constantine had gone ON and ON about how dangerous summoning realms beings are#and all the precautions they have to take and how to be specific when making deals etc etc#it was supposed to be only the justice league but with the world ending they wanted their proteges and allies with them in case things#went wrong w the summoning. and with the rest of the bats helping out in gotham and around the east coast#signal gets to join batman. plus hes got his meta powers that could help in the worst case scenario#NO ONE predicated signal and the GHOST KING being SOULMATES#batman leaves for gotham immediately. updates the rest of the team w 'ghost king successfully summoned. he's signal's soulmate.'#and does not respond to ANYONE after dropping that bomb on them lol#they do all get to meet phantom when they join forces to find whatever doomsday cult caused all this#and the world gets saved!!#also. semi related to all this. the speedesters are gone bc time went wacky and they tried to fix things. but then the speedforce kinda#came to life and trapped them. so they have been lowkey eaten by the speedforce bc the speedforce is the true eldritch monstrosity here#anyways. thanks for the prompt!!#working on ur other two prompts now :)
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I had a crack idea and I really like your content I was wondering if you would like to hear it
Damien had an Over The Moon moment with Danny
Over The Moon Is about a little girl while building a rocket to the moon to meet a goddess so she can get advice about accepting the death of her mother
As a child Damien remembers one of his caretakers telling him the story of the god Phantom how something happened to him and how he floated up and away to space and became their God but could never see his family or friends ever again
Story that Damian got told was incredibly popular one in the infinite realms about King Phantom after he had to shut down the portals to the infinite rounds from the human world to keep the ghost safe and himself
And the ghost saw this heavily liminal child is like oh let me tell him the story of the space god Phantom
This was when Damien was still dueling Talia to find out who his birth father is and like a few days before his birthday Damien actually did find a portal that led to the infinite Realms
He ended up meeting ghosts like the Box Ghost or Johnny 13 and Kitty and going on a big adventure to the infinite rounds to meet High King Phantom who encouraged him to venture out there and find out about what it's connected to him
And turn there was a portrait made of Damien and Danny of Danny being in Royal where in Damien sitting on his lap with the brightest smile on his face
Damien ends up going back home and never telling anyone else in the League of assassins or in bat family about his adventure in the infinite Realms and king Phantom
Damien ends up getting into it like a really bad argument with Bruce and feeling unwanted so decided to go back you get advice from Phantom it ended up taking Jon with him
The bat family have to realizing that Damien's gone missing are spending most of their time trying to find Damien when Constantine calls them and shows them a portrait of Damien and the ghost King
Which leads the bat family thinking that Damian got kidnapped by the ghost King probably because of the Lazarus pits while Damian and Jonathan are out there living their Disney adventure
So the bat family and Constantine summon the Ghost came to the man Damien back while Damien trying to convince Danny at the world is changing that he might be able to go back home and see the people he loves
Anyway I just kept having the idea of Damian singing my rocket to the moon but changing out the lyrics
Anyway I hope you like my dumb idea and you might watch Over The Moon it's really good movie
This is such a cool idea! Unfortunately I donât know much about over the moon but hereâs my little spin on this idea.
The Justice league do the summoning but unfortunatly, they are still under the impression that the ghost king is Pariah Dark. So there is a bit of interference. So the summoning latches onto the last person to touch Pariah Dark (AKA his coffin) and while Danny did defeat the previous king in single combat, he wasnât the one to turn the key. No, the last person to touch Pariah Dark was one Vlad Plasmius. So when the JL starts the summoning, they get a very confused Plasmius and before he can comprehend whatâs happening a bunch of angry and colorful adults just start demanding that he return Damian.
Vlad has no idea who these people are. He has no idea who this Damian kid is. And no matter what he says, none of these strange costumed adults believe him! Heâs not even the ghost king!
JL: lies. Lies and slander.
And THEN, ooooh, and then he wasnât the only one summoned. For Maddie the cat was right there and unfortunately got caught in the summoning because it was feeding time. And because she wasnât a ghost, naturally she was able to wander outside the circle. The JL, having multiple interactions with Kalrion assume this is the ghost kingâs familiar and snatch up the fluffy white cat.
Vlad can only stare in horror.
The. Pure. AUDACITY.
You know what? FINE! Yes! It is I! The ghost king! I have your PrEcIOse little boy! You want him back?! THEN GIVE ME BACK MY CAT!
So here Damian and Jon are, having the time of their lives, chilling in a strangely warm ice castle with Danny and telling him their problems, giving Cujo scratches and meanwhile, Vlad is screaming bloody murder from his summoning circle.
JL: give us back our child!
Vlad: Give me back my princess before I ERaSe YouR exIStaNce and Iâll think about it [insert intelligible ghost swear]
Constantine: *dramatic gasp* How DARE you?!
#Dpxdc#dcxdp#Kizzer55555 ideas#Summonings gone wrong.#Vlad Plasmius commit to the bit.#You want him to be evil? He will SHOW you evil!#Danny is a wise mentor figure to Damian. He taught the boy how to fight.#Chaos in the watch tower.#Vlad summons the box ghost out of spite.#You know what? I think he still has Skulker on speed dial too.
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why is it that all I can think about is corruption, sukuna, and a good girl!reader
#im not even a Sukuna fucker but like#fuck#idk what Sukuna would be??#yakuza?#demon from a summoning gone wrong?#I could do og Sukuna then đ
#hmmmm#thoughts#if anyone has thoughts for me hahah#I canât get it out of my head#my degradation kink is popping off today ig#sab speaks#this posts are why my blog is 18+ only lol
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A "Normal" Day. đ
#obey me#obey me nightbringer#original character#lyarose#lya rose#mc#oc#originalmc#main character#obey me lucifer#lucilya#luciferandlya#lucifer x lya#lucifer#lucifer morningstar#obeymelya#screen chat#funny#summoning gone wrong#Everyoneâs getting strung up#chat
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They tried to warn you about summoning. Demons, angels, and spirits were all fine if you prepared yourself correctly, but you weren't satisfied with that. You wanted to reach out beyond the void and timeless expanse to touch something human eyes had never seen before.
The summoning went perfectly, but its presence began to swallow up the room. You tried to run for the door. But it reached it before you. A void leaking over every surface, taking away the very air inch by inch until there was nowhere to go. It was a depthless darkness that pressed against you, sliding over your skin, warm and wet. You were swept off your feet and unable to feel anything, but it.
Then you landed. You hadn't felt like falling, but here you were pressed up against a chalky white surface, the substance clinging to your back. Three oval moons float into the sky breaking the endless darkness. You couldn't move to try and reach out for them, but you could feel their presence, cold and glassy, run over body in inch wide sweeps.
In one last attempt to save yourself you tried to bargain with it. As soon as you opened your mouth it pushed in. Warm wet void filling your mouth and throat. You don't know if you'll survive. You'll just have to give yourself up to whatever unknowable wants it has.
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I SUMMONED DUNCAN AT 3 AMđ±đ„¶đ„¶đ±đ„¶đ±đ± *GONE WRONG!!!* *NOT CLICKBAIT!!*
#yippie#total drama#total drama island#:3#td duncan#total drama duncan#its 3am#itâs 3am#DUNCAN SUMMONED AT 3AM GONE WRONG#đ„¶đ„¶đ±đ±#NO CLICKBAIT
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Daybreak art dump
Psspspspsppspsspss come and feast daybreak enjoyers
#loner girl who lost her grandma accidentally summons murderous ghost in a gone wrong ouija-board session#daybreak#roblox#roblox daybreak#jack sato#jack sato my dearly beloved#amari tayymiyah#hit game daybreak#art#digital art#daybreak 2#artwork#daybreak jack#daybreak amari#daybreak serena#daybreak seoung#daybreak fanart#daybreak roblox#my art
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While in his old age primo is revered for his skill in the dark arts. Just as any of his colleagues it took much time and practice to learn to control this power. And although many mistakes were made he would always learn from them. However this mistake he will be stuck with for the rest of his lifeâŠ
#the band ghost#ghost bc#tobias forge#digital art#my art#papa emeritus i#nameless ghoul#ghoul summoning gone wrong?!#a ghoul oc ???#this happened on accident#was tryna create some designs for the ghouls
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From Chapter 4: Lambâs Blood
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#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel lucifer#digital art#lucifer morningstar#my art#ao3 fanfic#ao3 writer#summoning gone wrong#summoning#chapter 4#To Bleed And Burn For You
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Have a crackpot theory: the people who enjoy most of the new police procedurals that have been coming out recently just secretly wanna watch soap operas but donât have the Guts
#this brought to you by my mother being physically pained by that new fbi show#I dunno what itâs called#she really liked the first seasons of Bones and Criminal Minds and the old CSIs#but the interpersonal drama in the new stuff physically repels her#and also me#I donât watch them you see because I know they will not fulfill my desire to watch little guys quip and Solve a Problem anymore#Iâm sure many show still do this!!#donât get me wrong#but the amount of shows that ratchet up tension with Cheating Spouses and Personal Vendettas and such is SUSPICIOUS#guys just write the soap opera you so dearly desire to#leave me with the silly little dregs#I know theyâve gotta make the show interesting but thereâs a line#once the drama starts coming from extraneous sources beyond the main Crime Solving Squadbyoi have gone too far for your genre#BaffledOcto#I was told to release this theory upon the internet#please donât hurt me police procedural squad#basic âpolice procedural: Evil Occurs and is Thwarted/Arrested/AvengedâEnd Scene#Soap Opera Police Procedural: Evil OccursâEvil OccursâSomeones Wife leaves themâMorality crisisâthe entire season has one continuous plot#both can be fun#but you can see the issue if youâre going in for a lil bit of Cathartic Justice and you accidentally trip into Seinfield Lite#you ever take a bite of pizza and accidentlaly drag off all the toppings at once? itâs like that#I will now cast an evil spell and summon the police procedural people so they can kick my teeth in#csi#bones#ncis#fbi#blue bloods#criminal minds
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I'm really glad elyss came several years before melliwyk, because mel's alignment shift from chaotic neutral to chaotic good sometimes feels a little embarrassing in an 'I can't keep my own feelings to myself for the sake of committing to the bit' sort of way, but the counterpoint to that is that elyss, steadfastly true neutral, just simply Does Not Care about anyone other than her own loved ones or anything outside her own immediate interest no matter how much I sometimes wish she would
#she has a soft spot for children but that's the only real exception. other people's problems are none of her business!#she's not gonna look for your kidnapped husband or whatever unless the paladin wants to (he wants to. this is my loophole as a player lol)#whereas *I* wanna befriend and adopt every NPC and do quests and help people out of genuine desire to help#melliwyk is still more self-interested than not but at the end of the day she fundamentally really is a good person#she just lost track of it for awhile. being around people again has reminded her that she cares about people actually#she IS bothered by needless suffering. she IS smart enough to recognize when smart people handwave 'necessary sacrifices' to be cruel#she DOES oppose evil on principle rather than just because of how it directly affects her or her friends and family--#not just passively and in general but actively enough to want to do something about it herself#and I dunno it's nice. it's nice that it feels like that's not just me muddying the waters with my desires as a player--#but that it's just something *neither* of us realized when I started playing her but that was nonetheless always true#and honestly I also think it's nice that elyss is Like That but that I don't think there's anything wrong with her for it#she's not evil! she's not hurting anyone who didn't deserve it! she's literally just trying to mind her own business#she's not going to needlessly or carelessly hurt people just for her own gain like early campaign melliwyk would have#she's true neutral like a wild animal is true neutral and That's Fine#the ONE downside I suppose with mel is that 'NICE does not mean GOOD' is compelling to me#especially when your stereotypical chaotic neutral dnd character is an edgelord asshole#but ÂŻ\_(ă)_/ÂŻ maybe if her field of study had more opportunities for human experimentation lmao#melliwyk the experimental necromancer or behaviorist or summoner has a different relationship with ethics I have no doubt#melliwyk has READ studies with Dubious Ethics and gone 'I mean they couldn't have GOTTEN results like this otherwise'#really the biggest difference between Good Melliwyk and Neutral Melliwyk is opportunity for temptation. which is also compelling#my OCs#melliwyk#elyss
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actually i am woobifying yellow a little seriously but thats a whole different convo.
#i will defend yellow until i am DEAD arthur really fucked up with him#he KNOWS he KNOWSSSSSS yellow is a blank slate. that he has no idea who he is and only has memories of the dark world which /terrify/ him#and push him to act like that because the entity lashes out and manipulated when hes scared and arthur should know better now#*manipulates#instead he completely disregards that time and experiences made john john and decided that the entity is just doomed to be evil and can#never compare#and treats him accordingly#he treats him so badly and then yellow learns that arthur willingly summoned him ????? and then acts like him being in his head is somehow#yellows fault ???#if i was yellow id hate arthur too like /i/ know my boy was going through a hard time#and yellow is hardly a perfect innocent baby sure#still#if i was suddenly brought into existence only to hear#'youre not john [who was sooo much better than you] and youre awful and evil and i hate you#and everything thats gone wrong in my life is your fault [nevermind that you just got here]'#yeah id probably be pretty upset and act out too#malevolent
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i can't even think of a caption for this one
#summoning hero omori at 3 am gone wrong /j#I am sincerely sorry for that previous tag#||other tags >>#Silly Hero Plush#hero omori#omori hero#omori plush#hero plush#omori game#omori meme
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Egotober Day 24: Fire
It wasnât often that Marvin got sick, he had a naturally stronger immune system but when he did get sick it was awful. He ached and it felt like even breathing hurt, he was so dazed and his brain so fogged that he could barely focus or think straight. He was hot, he felt like he was on fire even with medication to reduce fever even if his body shuddered with chills that left him underneath several blankets, he was so weak he only had the energy to go to the bathroom and to hold himself up to shower. He barely had any sort of appetite even if he swallowed down broth and water. Realistically he shouldâve called Henrik by now but he didnât want to be a bother.
He was in and out of sleep, that state of sick where youâre more between dream and reality because you canât tell the difference due ti how your brain reacts to sleep when sick. But he jolted a bit at the sudden boom of thunder, the sound of rain pelting against his bedroom window. He panted softly, trembling from the fright as well as the feverish chills, the lights had gone out.
Marvin groaned softly and just slumped back into bed, he was too tired to deal with thisâŠ.The sound ofâŠgiggling? made him clench his eyes shut, he was delirious from fever. He was alone in his apartment⊠he suddenly gasped at the sound of a match being struck. The scent of smoke faded into familiar relaxing lavender and the light of a candle glowed against a hand.
He had to be dreaming again, he had to be. It was so hard to keep his eyes open as he tried to look at who held the candle. His brows furrowed, he thoughtâŠbut it couldnât beâŠhis voice was raspy and weak as he tried to speak above a whisper.
âJack?âŠâ
There was a soft shush and the magician whined softly at the gentle hand in his sweat soaked hair, his blue purple eyes fluttered closed a moment as Jack spoke sweetly.
âSorry Marv I know this is unexpected, it took me a bit to find your apartment. But I heard you were sickâŠya poor tâingâŠall alone here.â
Marvin tried to remember when heâd told Jack his apartment, let alone how heâd gotten here in the rain, the Youtuber had been busy since Marvin hadâŠsort of popped up a few months ago. He was still practicing his tricks when he had the time, but being sick heâd not had the energy. He couldnât help but lean into the sweet contact, heâd missed hanging out with the SepticsâŠ
Had Jackâs nails grown out? They scratched at his scalp gently and it felt really niceâŠhe started ti purr weakly and blushed as Jack chuckled fondly.
âHere we go, yeah bet that feels better huh? Jusâ a big kitty cat ainât ya Marv? Ya get a bit oâ attention and ye melt, cute~ Iâm curious though, ye ever wonder why ya get so sick like tâis?â
Marvin hadnât really thought about it, he just assumed that it was a thing heâd have to deal with, like Henrik needing glasses or Chaseâs clumsiness. He shook his head softly. Jack hummed softly in thought and kept petting and softly scratching his scalp as the magician tried to purr louder. He knew it shouldâve been embarrassing to being treated likeâŠ.well a cat, but he had felt awful before and this was nice, he could deal with it right now.
âI was gonna tell ye tâis next I had you over Marv butâŠI think right now is a better idea. Itâll help you get better. The reason you get sick so much, so often, why yer sick right nowâŠitâs because you have real magic. Itâs trying to come out but youâre not ready yetâŠ.I could help if you wanted me to, itâd make the fever stopâŠitâd make all the awful sick go away.â
Marvin was half convinced he was dreaming now even as he heard the storm continue to pour down, real magic? Him?!? He could barely do card tricks right, the simplest sleight of hand he screwed up! He-he couldnât have magic, heâd just mess it up, hurt someone! He whined a bit as he tried to open his eyes again another soft shushâŠcloser to his ear now, stopped him. The hand in his hair smoothed it back from his face tenderly.
âOh donât be so certain Marv, yeah sure youâre not the best at tricks, yet. But thatâs because ya donât have your full potential unlockedâŠtâink oâ it huh? Power at yer fingertips, ya can do whatever ye set yer mind to, snap oâ yer fingers it would happen. Everyone would know yer name Marvin.â
His breath hitched a little at that, a mix of guilt and desire warred in his chest. He knew that it hadnât been that long since his first video and things took time, he knew he did have fans butâŠhe wanted more. He wanted to be in the spotlight, he couldnât help it heâd literally manifested like thisâŠhe was a showman at heart. As if hearing his thoughts, Jack continued to speak lowâŠalmost alluring? When had his accent thickened?
âWhat a show itâll be Marv~ Youâll amaze and inspire anyone who sees ya, make âem believe in magic again. Youâll be truly magnificent, and all ye gotta doâŠis lemme help yeâŠyeâll owe me only one little tâing. Tâats fair ainât it? A little favor fer helpin ye when ye need it mostâŠ.when no one else did⊠we ainât really so different ye know~â
Marvin felt like he couldnât focus, he couldnât think straight. The fever, the untapped magic, burned under his skin, his veins felt like theyâd boil over. The rain felt like white noise against his senses. He couldnât do anything but listen as Jack spokeâŠ.was this Jack? Who was it? It couldnât be any of the other SepticsâŠunless he was newly manifested?âŠbut he was offering the magician everything heâd ever wantedâŠin exchange for a favor.
It was too good to be true, there had to be a catchâŠbut he wasnât in any situation to say no, he couldnât keep his desires secret forever. He opened his eyes as much as he could, unfamiliar hypnotic green was lit by candlelight and a familiar yet strange face was close to his. His heart started to race, adrenaline pounded in his veins in subconscious response to a danger he was just now registering. He licked his lips and spoke as softly as his weakened body would let him.
âHowâŠcould you help me? Who are you?âŠâ
Fangs flashed in the low light and the other chuckled low and purred amidst static and the rumbling thunder of the storm.
âJus call me a friend fer now~ NowâŠletâs get yer magic unlocked huh? Iâm sure yer tired oâ being sick.â
Before he could say anything else, ask any other questions that were starting to form through the fevered haze, there was this pulse of static through his body that made him arch. This feeling of his body not being his own, of being a passenger in his own head, for several terrifying moments.
Then the fire erupted from under his skin and every nerve ending broadcasted pain.
Marvin didnât have the breath to scream as he writhed in agony, ethereal colors snapped and lashed out like tongues of flame, he felt his body changing. His eyes felt different, the colors around sharp and bright like it was the middle of the day and not past midnight. His ears shifted position to his head, growing fur? Pain in his lower spine as it seemed to elongateâŠa tail? His nails sharpened into claws and his teeth sharpened to points. It felt like his heart was going to give out from the painâŠ
Then like a pressure valve, the pain started to ease. He started to feel betterâŠthe fever heâd been languishing in broke as he panted for air, he was exhausted but he felt energized at the same time. The rain started to let upâŠhe looked up at the green eyed stranger to thank him, ask questions but he wasnât there⊠there was a note next to the candle that was almost out.
Remember, a favor for a favor~
#Antisepticeye#Glitch Demon#Marvin the Magnificent#Feline Mystic#Jacksepticeye Ego#Jacksepticeye Fandom#Fanfic#South Writes#Egotober 2023#One of the many possibilities Iâve had in my head for a) Marvin getting his real magic#b) Marvin meeting Anti#and c) Anti getting his initial strings on Marvin#Thereâs also summoning gone wrong/corruption through learning from a demon that he breaks out of#Or meeting him in a way like Jackie with crime fighting#Thereâs a lot of different ways I see this going#One thing is that Marvin had to unlock his magic#either through stress or through a deal#Sooo a sickie fic felt fitting#Angst#Manipulation TW
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Uralesh will see a pile of minerals on the ground and be like "is anybody gonna eat that" and not wait for an answer
#rotating her in my mind#I have this scene of a random ship accidentally flagging her down by having a spell gone wrong that looks like a flare#and she lands on their boat. It sways with the weight of her as she stands and slowly unravels her wings they see her skeletal face/body#they look on in horror as they realize they've accidentally summoned this Thing that could tear them limb from limb#without having to make the strength roll. and she just sees a pile of lodestones and is like#â.... yall gonna eat that?â and just walks over and eats it immediately.#she gives them Things in return. âsorry that was bad manners... do you guys like. need anything?â#I love ideas for endgame uralesh. she is my terrible child#eon yells#uralesh briadir#uralesh#uracore
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