#im sorry i ran out of energy to color this

[junebugdunes]

Alright listen listen I've got another concept

Another pikmin story but Olimar gets eaten by a big creature like Charlie did in 3 and his kids come try to rescue him

Featuring an exhausted Louie and Olimar's really pissed off wife

[cygniavenue]

young capaeva sketh

he likes her a lot n doesn't know how to act

[caramelmochacrow]

happy birthday tsugu!!!! i did not forget u!!!! sayo's acting as distraction by giving tsugu "her" gift while tomoe, ran, and himari bring the cake to them. moca and hina are there being the funny guys/wingmen they are (draft is under the cut!!)

[demontonic]

Hayden Christensen - The first time

H.C x actor reader

In which you try to avoid him during training but it’s useless when Ewan puts you up against each other in a friendly match.

Word Count: 2099 words (que spiderman theme song. IM NOT JOKING THIS IS THE ACTUALLY COUNT)

You were new to the industry, you had only been in two movies thus far. The first one wasn’t big, it was just an indie film that horror movie nerds happened to like. From there you got picked for an audition for a bigger movie that would be put in a few theaters. However here, now, you’d never really expected such a huge change, you weren’t going to be playing a huge part. It was a flashback for the upcoming series Ahsoka, you were going to be a Jedi for a short time. They were doing another scene for order 66 in which Anakin goes against someone whom he’d become acquainted with during training. A battle was to be choreographed which meant you were going to be up against the actor who had single handedly started your acting career.

You were a huge Star Wars fan and without a doubt one of the kids who had lightsabers and a few Clone Wars coloring books. As you got older you looked into Anakin’s actor Hayden Christensen and grew to love the movies he’d done. Of course you thought he was hot, who wouldn’t love the nerd in Shattered Glass, or the punk in Life as a House? Sure he’s older now but that didn’t stop you from absolutely freezing up the second you walked into the training area. He’s significantly taller than you, that much you already knew but now it made you feel even more anxious. Interviews of him (which you of course obsessed over in your younger years) depicted him to be very nice, but you can’t always judge someone based on their interviews.

“Oh my god,” you whispered to yourself as you placed your hand to your cheek.

“Are you okay?” The trainer had questioned, a slight concern showing on her face. Hayden had also looked to you, the thin lightsaber prop swinging effortlessly to his side as he awaited your answer.

“Uh- Sorry I just got a… um- a headache is all.” You lied while your hands gripped onto the prop like it was the only thing grounding you.

“I have tylenol in my bag, or some water if you want?” Hayden’s hands gesture over to the black backpack that was leaned against the wall next to yours. Your throat ran dry as you opened your mouth to speak, before choking on your words and coughing… quite literally choking on your words.

“Yeah, the water should be fine.” Hayden walked over to his bag before pulling out two bottles and handing one to you. He stood there however as you took a small sip and placed it back down.

“Nervous?” He snickered lowly while he waited for you to collect yourself.

“Pfft… can you tell?” You questioned softly, looking up at his sparkling blue eyes. My god you’d dreamed about meeting him for practically half your life, but all you did was fumble. The casting crew never really gave you a lot of information, just that it was for upcoming Star Wars content and that they’d needed to fill a small jedi role. Nothing could’ve mentally prepared you to meet your living, breathing, wet dream.

“It’s just training right now, so there’s really no need to stress, we can all help you learn everything you’ll need to know.” His voice was so calm and endearing, maybe it was the daddy issues talking or the fact he is a dad, but it was so comforting.

Even three months into your training you’d distanced from Hayden as to not make a complete fool of yourself. He’s almost 40 at this point with a child you’d assume he was tired of the wild fans. Even so during training you’d often slip up while your eyes were trained on his swift movements. Sometimes you guys would get together and have little matches to see who could win. It was a random pick or whoever decided to challenge someone, and it was no different today. Everyone had finished training but the energy had been so vibrant that here you were on the cushioned floor in a circle. At this point it was no secret your character and Anakin were to have a final battle, but you had never gone against each other in these matches.

“Okay before we start, would anyone like to call someone out?” Rosario Dawson, Hayden’s childhood friend who’d been training for a separate project, questioned the small group.

“This isn’t a call out but I’d actually like to see Hayden vs Y/N without their choreography.” Ewan suggested while sitting on the blue mat cross legged, a childlike smile on his face. On one hand you were a shell of a human around Hayden, but with Ewan it was like he was your favorite uncle. Had you at some point in time found him incomprehensibly attractive? Yeah, but he’s the kind of nice that makes you feel like you’ve known him your entire life.

“Oh come on, is that even fair?” You whined, alluding to the obvious experience points he had on you.

“Are you calling me old?” Hayden jokes lightly as he steps forward into the circle, the group collectively letting out a low ‘oooooooh’.

“I mean your character is the chosen one, I don’t know if my three months of training can compare.” In all honesty you had tried your hand occasionally at a lightsaber when you were younger, so you had a little bit more experience than you let on. The amount of times you’d watched the behind the scenes,their practicing and training helped you recognize his moves.

“I’ll go easy on you, how about that?” His arms were outstretched to his sides in a shrug. A smirk was playing on his lips as he stared at you expectantly.

“Easy? Okay Christensen I’ll fight you.” Competitive couldn’t even begin to describe the drive that suddenly pumped through your veins. The way his eyes zeroed in on you, and the familiar smirk you had only dreamed of seeing in person made your adrenaline kick in. All the information you’d ever retained while watching those extras, would finally be useful for more than proving a point in a dumb argument online.

“Let’s not forget who’s had more training.” Hayden said with a scoff as you both got into your beginning stances. Yours mimicking the form Obi-Wan took while fighting Grievous, Ewan didn’t miss it, how could he? He simply stood with his left foot pointing towards you, his right braced for a sprint, and his saber behind him ready for a strike. You were reading him like a billboard, he never strayed from the forms he was taught, but you were a fan with too much time so you had a few of your own moves.

“May the force be with you Master Skywalker.” You said before he charged, you dodged the first strike but he had already begun to recover from the miss. A huff came from his chest as he swung the flimsy pole back down, meeting yours with a loud clash. The group let out sounds of shock and excitement as he pushed you down to one knee, he was stronger than you. It was no secret as height wise he’s an entire foot taller than you, so you quickly rolled from your position in front of him. He stumbled forward slightly, then twisted around to meet your blows. One to the head, down to the legs, up to the arm, then back down to his torso since it would be an awkward position for him to hold. You were both fast, you’d spent so much time learning basic defense in case one of you made a mistake it was too easy. Stamina was probably the only way you’d win this, or so you thought.

“You’ve learned well, young one,” he tripped you up, while you were focused on his words he’d hit you with the same move Anakin used on count Dooku. “although you’re too focused on me,” your ‘saber’ swung upward to slash his torso, but with a small step back, he dropped the pole to his open palm.

“And not my hands.”

“Fuck.”

The cool, thin, dented metal was up against the side of your neck as your arms were still tilted up in your last strike. Heavy breaths left the both of you as your small ‘audience’ went silent. The sound of your pole hitting the mat, signaled your defeat and in true style you dropped to the floor. The room erupted with groans and yells of victory from those who bet on Hayden. A few seconds of lying on the floor Hayden walked over, standing above you holding out his hand.

“Come on loser.” His smile was so genuine it made your face blush softly as you rolled onto your back.

“I can’t, I’m dead, rigor mortis.” You mumble, letting your tongue hang out the side of your mouth. You felt two arms scoot under your back and knees, quickly feeling your body lifted into the air. A scream came out of your throat as your hand quickly gripped onto Hayden’s loose shirt. The group laughed as he basically tossed you up and down, pretending like he was going to drop you.

“I don’t know why you’re screaming! Dead people don’t scream!”

“Oh- OH MY- PLEASE! GOD PLEASE! OBI WAN PLEASE!” He’d even managed to flip you on your stomach, your fingertips almost meeting the ground before he flung you back up again. Sure it wasn’t a crazt high distance from his arms, but add that with his height it was terrifying enough.

“So uncivilized!” Ewan mocked in a bad Obi-Wan voice, Hayden finally held you against his chest as he laughed with the rest of the group. Ewan came over with Rosario, both of them cooing softly at your semi panicked state.

“Put the poor girl down already!”

“She’s as red as a tomato Hayden!”

He let you down to your feet, still holding onto you as you stumbled lightly. Your chest heaved as you rested your hands on your knees, completely oblivious to how you practically pushed against Hayden’s crotch. His hand came down to rest on your lower back, rubbing softly while you regained your breath.

“I’m-… I’ll kill you for that one day Christensen.” You said through heavy breaths before standing straight again. Hayden’s hand coming up to rest on your shoulder, sporting a smug smile as the group began to discuss the next match. Hayden pulled you off the far walls where your bags lay, you both sitting in front of each other while he pulled out water bottles. For a while you sat in silence, just leaning against the wall watching Rosario and Ewan go at it.

“Were you ever going to tell me about your tattoo?” Hayden questioned, his voice staying low in contrast with the yelling from the group. At first you almost didn’t know what he was talking about, but then your cheeks turned to a dark red. On your wrist was the japor snippet Anakin gave Padme when they first met, and under it read ‘Skywalker’ in Huttese. Usually it was covered by a scrunchie or bracelet, but it must’ve slipped your mind today.

“I wasn’t planning on it, it feels too embarrassing to show you.” You held your arm out to him, since he’d already seen it there was no use in hiding it now. His hand pulled your wrist closer as he traced it with his fingers.

“I always wanted to get a replica of the japor snippet but I never did. I think this is really cool Y/N, you don’t need to be so nervous around me all the time.” He said quietly as he set your arm down on your thigh. Hayden was nice, but you were feral, you still couldn’t grasp the fact you avoided him like a schoolgirl avoided her crush.

“I-… I am not! The job is just so… overwhelming you know?” Lies, you shook as bad as a chihuahua when you were alone with him, practicing lines, fighting, and in general.

“It’s been three months and you still get distracted by just staring at me mid-fight.” A chuckle resonated in his chest as you looked at your blushing face.

“Okay… I just didn’t want to look like some nerdy, obsessed fangirl, I didn’t know how well that would go over.” Holding the cool bottle against your face you let your hair shield your face from the older man.

“I think it’s cute.”

And for the first time, you felt like maybe the star would align, maybe you would have a chance with the man you’d worshipped during your teen years.

I need to be his controversially young girlfriend HIS BIRTHDAY IS THE DAY AFTER MINE idk i think its a sign or whatever🤞🏼 hope you liked this! feel free to make any requests! i might make a part two but idk yet

Masterlist

[bueckerrss]

Does she even exist? - c. sturniolo

warnings: mentions of abuse and death, cursing

this will be from chris’s perspective (takes place when he’s 17-18 years old then it jumps till when he’s older at least 21-22) street names are made up! (they’re not famous in this)

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late night walks weren’t really my thing but tonight i felt like i really needed one especially to get an energy drink from the gas station a few blocks away from my house.

i felt my phone buzz looking down at it i see it’s a message from nate deciding ill read it later i check the time 1:45 am, shit i needed to get to the gas station before anyone notices i’m gone.

as i walked the streets the cool boston air hitting my face making my cheeks and nose turn a slight pink color, from the distance i can see the lights of the gas station.

at the corner of the gas station where the lights are dim a girl around my age is standing there alone she kept looking around as if she was looking for something or someone.

“hey, is everything alright?” i asked her my voice seeming to grab her attention as she slightly jumped “yes, i’m alright! sorry i’m just looking for my boyfriend” she spoke softly still looking around “is he in the store? maybe i could go get him or something” i spoke pointing at the store behind her.

“oh no! he’s at work but he should be getting here soon since he got off at 1:30.” she explained looking down at her watch i pulled out my phone to check the time 2:00am “do you know how far his work place is?” i said “yea he works at booster juice you know that restaurant that’s a few blocks away?”

“oh yea that’s a great restaurant! what’s your name by the way?” i asked now seeming intrigued by the strange girl in front of me “oh my name is y/n l/n what about you?” she replied now looking at me “oh i’m christopher sturniolo but you can call me chris, hey do you go to somerville high school?” “yea i do!” she smiled “really why haven’t i seen you around?” i asked “i don’t know i’m very quiet and get to class as soon as possible maybe that’s why” she said with a shrug.

we spent a good 30 minutes talking getting to know each other until i felt my phone buzz.

NICK:

where the fuck are you?! it’s 2:45am! you said you were going to get something from the gas station that was over an hour ago!

shit. i look at the time and it surely was almost three am i quickly replied to his message before putting away my phone. “sorry to cut our conversation short but my brothers are waiting for me at home, are you sure your boyfriend is coming? i mean it’s almost three am” asked looking around for any sign of a car approaching us. “oh yea that’s okay and yes im sure he’ll be here any minute don’t worry!” she smiled at me.

“well it was nice meeting you y/n i’ll see you around!” i said as i headed towards the store and grabbing the energy drinks and heading to the cash register i pay and head out, looking towards were y/n was standing just to see she wasn’t there anymore maybe her boyfriend did come pick her up after all.

-

five years later

“oh my gosh remember that one time when we had hockey practice you accidentally ran into the wall because you tripped over chris hockey stick?” laughed nate as we were talking about old high school memories.

“i remember that!” laughed matt across from me as he nearly spilled his soda.

“i remember this one time chris scared the shit out of me!” spoke nick from next to me.

“what how?” asked matt leaning forward now intrigued by the conversation “yea it was like around january or so we were the only ones awake so he said he was going to the gas station a few blocks away to get a few energy drinks he didn’t come back till nearly three thirty am! what were you doing there for a long time?” questioned nick looking at me.

“oh i ran into y/n” i replied shrugging my shoulders “y/n?” asked nate confusion taking over his features “yea y/n you know y/n l/n? she had shoulder length hair and y/e/c eyes?” i said describing her but not seeming to ring a bell to the three boys in front of me “are you sure she went to high school with us?” asked matt

“yea she told me!” i replied “hold up i have the yearbook let me go get it” spoke nate as he made his way into the house.

not even five minutes later he came back yearbook in hand placing it in the table in front of us and flipping through all the pages no sign of her anywhere.

what? did i imagine her? was she even real? does she even exist?

“what the fuck, i swear i met someone that night named y/n and she went to our school!” i said pointing at the book confused as to why she wasn’t there.

-

the next morning i made my way to the library to research her online i tried looking for her social medias but nothing popped up.

as i walked in i made my way to the back where the computers where, i pull up the research bar and type in her name ‘no matches found’ read the screen fuck.

‘y/n l/n somerville high school’ i typed clicking the enter key to see if anything popped up ‘256 matches found’ the screen loaded to a bunch of articles “bingo” i smirked scrolling through the articles most of them being about the awards she’s gotten for being the top of her class or how she was nominated for scholarships.

nothing seeming to grasp my attention all being the same thing but rewritten as i was about to give up on my research an article at the end caught my attention,

‘TEEN GIRL FOUND DEAD IN THE WOODS BEHIND A GAS STATION NEAR OAK STREET!’

read the title of the article catching my attention i double click on it to get the full story when a newspaper article appeared on the screen making my heart drop.

‘local teen girl known as y/n was found dead in the woods behind a gas station near oak street, police say they’re investigating the incident but as far as we know the victim had several bruises on her face and body the cause of death being stabbed in the back thirteen times, the murderer has yet to be identified.’

published:1/24/99

said the article i looked through the whole article trying to find out if they ever found out who killed her or any updates on her death but nothing was updated since 1999, meaning it was a cold case and she never got her justice.

until now.

i’ll make it my mission to find out who killed her and why they did it even if it’s the last thing i do.

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how we feel about this? should i continue it? lmkkkk !!!

taglist: @sturnioloslurps @patscorner @hearts4chris @arisslifee

[xxtommycoolattasboobs420xx]

Ok so first off. He got a LOT more to his character if you wanna hear me ramble I sure can but. As for design he does look quite a bit like everyone draws Gordon, except he has one blue and one yellow eye (sun and moon colours). His HEV suit is soft and his whole body has a ragdoll feel to it. His right arm looks like it got ripped up. And yeah that is my boy Sunshine I care him so much

HI IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO GET AROUND TO!! I completely ran out of energy for a while but I ended up coloring him n everything!!

i love love drawing plush ragdoll stuff and stitches he was so fun I Heart Sunshine <3

[tvcore-productions]

Box full of shards(WIP title)

Chapter 1 of a Gengar taking care of a clefairy egg (1 introductions)

{Currently: only the Oneshot part of it, I need to fix up the fighting scene and than puzzle that it together <3 need that over 1k mark}

Chapter 2/The Filler Chapter

Blanket full of "So?" i don't care {not real title}

A filler full of blankets and Eye's{The fic that's two chapters combined so I can have 1k words}

I just noticed some grammer mistakes, im sorry I feel to laxy not to edit. I apologies, but ima keep going with writing(missed two days of writing 1k a day woops). Im sorry I dont have beta reader, not the best editing ability, ill feel way to down on myself to write. I gotta write more, and deal with plot holes and bad transitions scenes... After novemebr when the challenge is over, or ill fix It in nov 7th if I get an unbiased beta-reader/editer. you can dm or comment my mistakes or criticism please

after all, my motto is "Atleast i have writign to get criticized!" gotta be positive on me having bad writing, when I'm trying to get writing habits

Gengar looks at the Pansage, and the pansage looks back at them. A lot more terrified than the Gengar thought they’d be, even after ran to hide. The air felt stiff, till Arachnia put oranges, and cinnamon sticks in a ceramic bowl of water.

Gengar observes that Arachnia changes the ice-stone with a fire-stone. Just rare items, used for convenience, how rich.

Gengar looks over the market counter for the berries and wood boxes filled with ‘green tea’ or ‘tea’ as carved in footprints. Odd. But it had patterned leaves and a painted color, so that helped.

The Pansage was gone, the door having a smoke of dust.

Gengar strolled around the market, looking at the Zorou and Phantump playing in the middle of the street around the stained glass of the moon with a crashing star being hit by the sun. Their parents watched between the warehouses, in chairs with swirls patterned on the back, drinking herbal tea from the green camping bag the taller tree had.

They glared looking at the Gengar strolling through the other side of the market, near the end of a sturdy little cafe being quite tall over an Aggrons height.

“Hope you take your egg on a nice walk, heard it nice for their soul to gather the energy around them.”

A Kadabra advises, leaning their legs on the table. 

The Gengar glances at their card the one on Kadabra's thumb is shaped like an ornate mirror with a reflective surface in luminous colors, a card with eyes in darkness with distorted borders effect and the third one is not so visible.

Gengar smiled and nodded.

…

“I think the egg they have might be fairy type,”

“How”

“Because I'd hear, and read that Gengar believes that having Aggrons blood is good for their kid, cause of them thinking ol cave divers are a dragon type.” Kadabra slams their cards on the table, showing the last cards a haunter. “That's a why”

The muscular-type Pokemon smiled and rested their hands to look at the Kadabra conspiracy, “Isn't that a little odd?”

“Yes, that is. A typing blood for some superstitious reason and Gengar usually lived here for the human era that was a common superstitious. Gengar might know some dead humans.”

“And… What?” The Pokemon got slapped on the back of the head by a palm, “You don't know what you're talking about, reading Pokemon's mind made your brain scramble.”

“I was there, I just haven't seen Gengar come out often or at all.”

“Yeah but know we might, just with an egg.”

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Gengar takes their egg on a walk

Gengar looks at the sign with a purple Rattata with a mustache and train station cap.

Looking over the railway station they found themselves. They walked up the stairs with white tiles, up from the dirt path of railways.

“Well good afternoon, I am the train conductor of the station supervising the train tracks welcome.”

Gengar adjusted holding the egg, “Hi…”

“You came out of the railway, well that's unsafe. But I guess from being a ghost type and all, it wouldn't phase you. ”

Rattata peaked over the egg.

“Oh you have an egg, congrats, is it yours.”

“Yeah, em” Gengar looked at the egg, “Found it.”

“Have this.”

Gengar received thin yarn, twiddling the tail of the yarn in its Rose onyx shade (Purple).

“This is a secluded part of ‘Rayvoush Bay’ because it's under my operation for when the train comes in.”

Rattata took Gengar to the next route, to a nice bustling of water and light right on top of the center.

“Visit Frillish’s Grills, they have nice shells.”

Rattata waved, hopping off from the barrel.

Gengar was in the middle of the market, there were a lot of wide bridges and a lot of water sidewalks. Seeing some Magikarps cross paths, and looking down to see its own market to blurry, but the guess was close guess.

Gengar hobbled a little over to more of the land area, that had smaller water paths for fish pokemon to make trades with the rodent marketers.

Gengar could hear the wings flapping overhead, and a crisp orange leaf fell into the water paths.

They pass gazes with a Lucario. Gengar stopped by to look at some heaters, “Oh hey did you come with that Lucario.” Gengar's smile faded as they looked at Lucarios chivalrous stare.

“No.”

Gengar is a bit scared all in all. Just would it be awkward to go in the shadows, they couldn't bring the egg with them… They didn't fully trust themselves it wouldn't break the egg.

Gengar walked down the patterned tiled path more bluer than the second, finding a subway exit.

Gengar had redecorated.

Organized, fixed the place, and rearranged the contents of a box of old collected electronics. Some were gifts from scares, and some were found fair and square.

Gengar had unfolded a patchwork knitting blanket that mostly bled in the pinkest of shades.

The first patch in the right corner was of a mushroom, the second patch was a cloud, and the third was moss shrubs on a tree growing small clusters of purple flowers.

Down the tree and on the second row of patches was a pinned purple mirror on the swirls of the carefully knitted tree, then the star, and then another pair of clouds with flowers.

On the last row, the full Moon sparkled with small purple stars, the second patch was grass with purple knitting, and just by the tree was a stack of purple books.

Gengar turned it around; determination sparked a clear blaze in their eyes.

{This is slapped on part because turns out, up, those words are 957 around it. Wich is good, but ima cut some parts up for conflict cause I ain't editing all that Fr need beta-erader but hey this might be good. Still using prompts, even if its unexcpect}

“Hey! You have a Clefairy’s egg?”

Gengar looked to the entrance of their home, resting on their arm. Seeing a Bunnary with belts and a roll-out bag. Oh yeah and the same Lucario they had seen before, and without the blur of the small crowd their fur is a bit dirtied

“You know as a ghost-type Pokemon the only thing you can do is steal heat for yourself.” The Bunneray gripped their bag, “That Egg won't make it through the winter.”

"So?"

The Lucario beside them’s ears flicked more inwards, pointing at Gengar “... Ah.”

Gengar felt threatened, in their home. What point do they have to come down here? Do they like hunting?

“Hold it right there!”

The Lucario shouted.

“Is anyone here too scared to ask why this Gengar had an Egg!” The Lucario called out.

The Pokemon murmurs ‘Hey fights gonna happen’, Putting Gengar at ease from fully getting up.

The Lucario started to go on a tirade of mournful song, of the swanne’s migrations mourning.

“What you gonna do, you're a cliched fool. You know that don’t you.” 

“If I'm cliche what are you.”

Gengar’s eyes dimmed and sharpened arresting glare. Flinching the Lucario from their half-made stance, their feet patting the dirt in adrenaline.

Gengar gets themselves up, placing the egg behind one of the rocks.

“It’s always the less self-aware ones that are for me.”

The shadows seemed darker or was the Gengar in the shadows? Gengar eye’s intrinsic aura is overshadowed by Gengar's glare. The Lucario froze from taking their last step away.

Gengar shouted, causing to Lucario flinch, “A day of cliches! How Unbearable” A melded fist of shadows hit Lucario straight in the head,

"A day of the Frillish and a day of no task, how disappointing you showed up."

The Lucario seemed faster. Taking a few steps back a bit faster, and zigazing with their claws melding into steel.

Lucario's paws ached, weighing them down at the thought of using ‘steel claws’ again. Lucario adjusted their stance back up.

Gengar was feeling curious punching the Lucario around, until there was the Lucarios head smacking theirs in an agonizing migraine.

Gengar didn't learn any other moves, and might just break the aura detected. Was it even used in battle? I mean it'll probably hurt.

Gengar sure might've been amature in some aspect of being a ghost-type, maybe not average but not bad. There were just posing curses that worked well too.

Making their Bunnery friend have to frag them all the way back from the steps of their homes.

The 3 Finneon circling that usually pool river knew about the curse. The old Clamperl and Shellder couples sure enjoyed the little fight. The Pansage only stared down at the Gengar. After looking at the Pokemon in the river, he tried looking at the Pokemon watching from the cliffside.

The Kadabra beside them was only just as entertained.

"Yknow maybe this is a good resting spot for an old sport like me."

A Qougsire hit the tree, "Sure, and I won the deck of colorful card games from stealing your third card sour Litten"

"It was a rare card"

"It wasn't even shiny like the mirror"

"Yeah, I just could've had a cool combo"

"Haha, yeah it would've been."

Qougsire mumbled the last part out quietly, "I don't know how the game works"

The Kadabra pointed from their tree wagging the hips, "Hah you were fluking!"

"I just joined the game, it felt obvious."

Aggron was one of the many Pokemon that were there, with a Hoothoot kid on their head and a Swanne next to them. They were on the other side of the cliff, being able to see the Gengar from in between the trees.

"Is the Gengar gonna eat us"

"Mm maybe"

The Aggron watched the Gengar pick up their, hidden from the rocks.

Entering back to their den, the Gengar pats the Clefairy egg. Wishing to tell it something more, of things they don't truly know. Because some fears just don't seem reasonable to always tell a child.

Let alone one that hasn't even hatched out of its cradle.

Gengar floats up to their homey room, placing the Clefairy egg on the willow tree's leaves cushions, and pin missiles. With one little wooden thorn, blood dried off on the leaves too.

The Gengar sighs and lays down beside the egg.

--- Oneshot of fluff Fused with Chapter 2

Life… of a train conductor https://traintrackshq.com/life-of-a-train-conductor/ I loved the rattata oc idea, i have 2 pokemon train conducters oc, one from a separate insane 7 sins isekai pmd RPG fic <3

Oc i made it just for filler, my thoughts on ‘mystery dungeons devlopaning recently’ was made in outlines.

Lilith G. F

MOURNING; SIDEWALK; STEPS

i didnt know add mournaning considering the changes, but like. Maybe the lucario died or something, interpertble

I guess the aggron side plot is removed where he helps takes a swanne whos escorted by a lucario named guard to migrate on sea in another forest.

[askfallenroyalty]

Here's some more deleted scene panels that never made it in

sorry there's no captions, there's just too many panels to describe and i'm tired. hopefully i'll have the energy/rememebr to do so tomorrow ):

IM REALLY SAD THIS ONE DIDN'T GET IN. I even drew asriel shutting flowey in a box for this joke to work. There was going to be a visual gag of it being a "soap" box. Haha.

Asgore was originally going to tell Asriel to think of something nice to get his mind off of his panic attack.

Which, while funny, took away the feeling of intense panic the audience and asriel should have been feeling at the time. It just didn't fit the pacing/mood. It also showed that -well, i don't know if this is a legitimate grounding technique or if it'd be read as "its ok just think happy thoughts <3 then ur panic attack would end" which... is not.... how that works. Even if it was only to give Asriel a moment of respite, it's shown as effective until Asgore brings up a bad memory. So. bad comic sequence.

more stuff under the cut

I had a really, really hard time balancing the tone of the scene that is currently happening in the redraw. it's why i'm so behind in my drawings, so i'm only now sketching the next couple month's updates.

This chapter has gone through SO MANY changes. I feel that comes with it being the first chapter to completely diverge from the original tumblr version.

Asriel was originally going to have a very on-the-nose nightmare about Flowey feeling excluded from the family and fearing drowning. Now, the whole darkness/water metaphor for suicidal depression will be introduced when that stuff starts to come into play in chapter 4...

i mean, just to really hammer home how much i had to delete for this: i actually did sketch out the original tumblr version here. I had it all ready before chapter 2 began posting. But as I was finishing the color for the warship section I realized, shoot, I don't wanna repeat it.

When I first made the tumblr version, i was getting burnt out and the characters just became so much... meaner? rude? to each other. some bickering or annoyance is fine but I have a bad habit of going overboard. That's something I hope to correct in the rewrite -and focus more on less drama and more wholesome/loving moments.

(note the above scene is shown not in full. its jumping around a bit)

Even tho I was mostly keeping chapter the same the first time I sketched it for the redraw, I added this scene. The idea was that when the house was on fire, Frisk would of ran off to the right of the house to where you can see Old Home.

There, even tho Frisk can't verbally talk, the two have a nice heart-to-heart. Chara remember Frisk has [spoilers] issues. Chara was going to own up to their bad behavior.

Now well, hm. Chara's got a lot of shit going on. Frisk of course has forgiven them (like they do for everyone in the underground -_- oh frisk...) and it's going to be something that's addressed down the road. for now, they've held hands, and shown solidarity for each other. As kids, they're going to goof around and be buddies and not let the cruddy stuff chara did earlier matter. things are so much less of a big deal when you're a kid.

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Gifts: Part 2

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AHHH SO I DECIDED TO MAKE THIS A SERIES!- 💗🌟

𝒍𝒆𝒆: Minho

𝒍𝒆𝒓: Felix

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘢 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭i𝘯𝘨! 💗

tw: shirtless Minho 🫠, massage oil

im sorry its short, i have exams 😭😭😭

this is flustering-

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Now for the next member to torture. Felix looked at the time. 2:17 PM. Damn. He had spent almost half an hour in Chan’s room. He had to get answers about his gift. He already knew they all teamed up to get him something, and Felix was definitely urging to figure out what it was, but he was almost enjoying this. It was like a little mystery! For his birthday, too, it was. Felix grinned as he made his way over the evil cat’s room. Minho. Now what question was he going to ask him? Felix pondered as he knocked on the door.

 He was going to pounce on the boy the moment he opened the door, but then Felix caught the look of exhaustion on Lino’s face when the older looked at him, and Lixie felt a little bad. He knew Lee Know had an exhausting schedule, being one of the best dancers of the group, and he knew it wouldn’t be fair to wreck the boy after such a long day.

So instead Felix ended up asking, “Are you ok hyung? Do you need cuddles, or a massage?” The birthday gift left his mind immediately when he realized how tense Minho looked. “Yeah, a massage would be nice, thanks and sorry, Lixie.”

 Felix nodded as he ran to the shelf to get the massage oil, Lino removing his shirt (🫠) and laying down on his stomach. Felix sat on his waist and popped the lid, the lavender scent of the oil making them both sigh, suddenly feeling sleepy. Lixie worked out all the knots in Minho’s back, smiling at the satisfied sighs the older was making. 

After Yongbok finished with all the proper massaging, he grinned. It was time. 

“...hyung?” “mmmmhhhhmmmm” was his response. “Ya know that my birthday’s tomorrow right?” Lee Know nodded. “Well, I wanted to know what color it is” This made Minho’s head perk up, confused. 

“I thought you would want to know what it is, not what color it is” Lee Know giggled, smiling sleepily. Felix frowned, aware that Lino was making fun of him.

He grabbed the bottle of lavender oil, spreading some on his hands. “You will tell me, won’t you?” “Nope, sorry. Strict orders from Channie.”

Felix smirked. This was exactly what he was counting on. He darted his hands down to Minho’s exposed sides, massaging the oil in a very ticklish way.

“Hey what are you- AHAHAHA?!”

“Well, you wouldn’t tell me, so now you suffer.”

“WAHAHAIT I CAHAHANT HAHAHAH-”

Felix giggled at the lack of coherent speech. 

He made sure to scribble his fingers across the wide expanse of Lee Know’s back, digging into back ribs. MInho’s arms shot back, grabbing Felix’s wrists weakly, as he couldn’t do much when he was on his stomach.

 Lee Know’s face reddened almost immediately, cackling as his body was zapped of it’s energy, succumbing to the torture. When Felix turned around, he screamed when he felt hands grabbing at the back of his thighs, an incredibly weak spot for him.

He felt tears welling up, the lavender scent which had seemed so refreshing now seemed intoxicating as he tried his hardest not to faint.

Felix, obviously annoyed by the lack of secrets being spilled. He scribbled on the back of knees, not realizing Minho was gaining enough strength to suddenly flip over.

He grabbed Felix by the shoulders and the two wrestled playfully for control. Lee Know was gaining the upper hand until Felix smirked, hands shooting to bare underarms, crazed laughter shooting out of the older as he fell backwards. 

“Are you ready to give in yet?”

“NAHAHAHA-”

Felix frowned yet again, hands slipping down to bare ribs, finally finding the spot that would break the older.

“YAHAHAHA NOHOHOOO AHHHHHH-!” The rest was cut off by silent laughter, Minho pleading as Felix knuckled ribs, straddled grip not allowing a moment of rest.

Felix lowered his hands to lightly tracing Minho’s stomach, allowing the older some words, but Lino couldn’t stop giggling, the oil making it tickle so much more.

“Nonono hahaha its bluuuhuhue” Felix stopped his tickling, giggling at Lino’s wrecked state, face red and covered with tears, chest heaving. 

Felix got up and left, leaving Minho to recover. Now he needed to find out more….

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i hope you enjoyed! Feel free to request however pls check my intro before interacting! Part 3 will be out soon! Have a good day! 💗✨

[th3radlad]

Thread Breaker! Vol. 1 Chapter 1.

Hey There! This Is My First Ever Light Novel, Feel Free To Leave Criticisms And Whatnot Down Below~!

Threadbreaker Vol.1 Chapter 1

"You are a child of time..." "Wake up... you must find the threads..." "You must give time its space..."

Sakano abruptly woke up, drenched with cold sweat, but before he could panic, he saw the time, now he was panicking to not get whooped in the ass by his momma. Therefore, Sakano dressed up, brought a packet of pocky, and went to school, the day was average.

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the quiet town of Erenia. The gentle breeze rustled the cherry blossom trees, their petals dancing in the twilight. Sakano Aeona leaned against the rough bark of an ancient tree, his gaze lost in the hues of dusk. At 15, he was an ordinary boy with a chill, laid-back life. or so he thought.

Sakano had always felt a peculiar connection to time—like an unseen thread weaving through the fabric of his existence. As a child, he often daydreamed about moments frozen in time, wishing he could revisit the past and correct his mistakes. When asked about what superpower he wished to have, he'd always reply with 'Duh, Time Stop, Obviously! ZA WARUDO TOKI WO TOMARE!' as if it were the most obvious thing ever. But today, something felt different, as if the air itself crackled with anticipation.

“Hey, Sakano!” called his childhood friend, Miyuki, as she bounded toward him, her long silky brown hair swaying behind her. “You’re daydreaming again! The festival starts soon!”

He smiled, shaking off his reverie. “Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about... well, nothing important.”

Miyuki nudged him playfully. “You need to stop getting lost in your thoughts! Come on, let’s go before the good food runs out!”

As they made their way through the bustling streets, filled with laughter and colorful stalls, Sakano couldn’t shake the feeling that something monumental was about to unfold. They reached the main square, where bright lanterns illuminated the night.

"Tch... i feel like im in some crappy light novel written by a 15 year old with an AI bot..."

Suddenly, a sharp jolt ran through him. He staggered back, gripping his head as visions blurred into focus—a whirlwind of colors, the sound of distorted whispers, and fleeting images of strange symbols... *threads* even...

“Miyuki!” he gasped, his heart racing. “Did you feel that?”

“What are you talking about?” she replied, concern etching her features. “Are you okay?”

Sakano couldn’t explain it; he felt a deep sense of foreboding, as if a curtain had lifted, revealing an entirely different world.

"S-sorry... i just keep feeling like something's gonna happen, like im in a crappy light novel written by a 15 year old kid who had nothing to do with his free time..."

Miyuki chuckled, a hint of mirth on her face "fufufu~ you're rather specific about that, arent you?" Miyuki then flicked him gently on the forehead, giggling as she does it.

That night, Sakano dreamt of swirling galaxies and twisting dimensions, where threads of light danced like luminous ribbons in the void. He found himself standing in a vast expanse, each thread representing a different force of reality—Time, Space, Matter, Energy, and Perception.

“Who are you?” a voice echoed through the darkness.

Sakano turned to see a tall, imposing figure emerging from the light—a tall, cloaked man with an air of authority. “I am The Guardian of the Threads... thats all you need to know.” he said. “I see that you possess the potential to awaken the Time Thread, but with it comes a new world.”

“Time Thread?” Sakano echoed, confusion clouding his mind. “What does that mean?”

“It means you can manipulate the flow of time, dumbass.” The Guardian explained. “But be warned: misusing this power can lead to dire consequences. Reality is delicate; it must be balanced.”

Before Sakano could respond, the dream shattered like glass, plunging him back into the waking world.

Sakano awoke in a cold sweat, the morning sun streaming through his window. The dream lingered in his mind like a fading echo. Could it have been more than just a dream?

He tried to shake it off, heading to school with a lingering unease. In the crowded hallways of Shirogane High School, he felt out of place. The laughter of his classmates faded into a distant hum as he replayed The Guardian's words in his mind.

During lunch, he and Miyuki found a quiet corner under the cherry blossom trees. “You seem different today,” she remarked, her brow furrowing in concern. “Is everything okay?”

Sakano hesitated, then said, “I had a strange dream last night. It felt so real... like I was part of something bigger.”

“Maybe you’re just stressed about exams, why the fuck did you even pick drama? the people in your class are a nightmare to work with...” she suggested, but he could tell she wasn’t convinced.

Just then, a loud crash echoed through the courtyard, drawing their attention. Students screamed and scattered as a figure emerged from the chaos—a Matter Thread Weaver, a boy clad in dark clothing, his eyes gleaming with malice. He raised his hand, and the ground trembled, warping around him.

Sakano felt his heart race. This was no ordinary fight; this was a battle between threads, and he had unwittingly stepped into the chaos.

“Get back!” Sakano shouted, instinctively pushing Miyuki behind him. The Matter Thread Weaver unleashed a wave of energy, sending debris flying toward the students. Time seemed to slow as Sakano's instincts kicked in.

Sakano panicked, and only then did he realise... the dream was real, the threads were VERY real...

“ZA WARUDO!” he shouted, feeling an overwhelming surge of power as he concentrated. In that instant, time froze around him. He could see the panic in his classmates’ eyes, the moment suspended in chaos.

The Weaver of the Matter Thread simply burst into laughter "PFFT, YOU'RE NOT DIO DUMBASS, YOU DIDN'T STOP TIME!"

As if on cue, everyone moved again, it turns out they only stopped because they heard Sakano scream at the top of his lungs, they all burst into laughter.

"Listen kid, you may think you're a hot shot, but i bet you can't even weave a thread, you should've just shut your trap while you were still a nobody." The Matter Weaver's face contained mirth, and Sakano was left helpless...

...or so the Weaver thought.

Sakano simply took out one of his signature pocky sticks, and held it in his mouth like a cigarette. Upon suckin that shi dry, he noticed his forearm had markings on them, something akin to a magic crest, he rolled up his sleeve tensed his forearm, which caused the crest to glow, just as this happened, the Weaver was lunging at him, yet, the closer he got to Sakano, the slower his movements became, it seems that the magic crest had an effect on him, and this effect was the slowing down of time.

Sakano seized this opportunity and immediately kneed him straight in the groin, and from there unleashed a series of punches and kicks, which left the Weaver on the floor, a wheezing, panting, sweating, bruising, broken mess.

"Damn... you... swine..!" In a last minute attempt to save face, he tried a bold move. The weaver clenched his fist tight, and the building began to shake violently.

"Everyone! Get out of here!" Sakano cried, wishing nothing more than the safety of his fellow classmates. Miyuki panicked, and hugged Sakano tightly in fear.

"S-stay with me..!" She cried out, not wanting to let go of the tight cling of her best friend. Sakano lightly caressed her cheek, rubbing her cheek over and over with his thumb reassuringly. Before turning back to the Weaver, still on the floor.

"Are you crazy!? You'll kill everyone..!" Sakano boldly remarked, pouncing on him.

...But, as he did, the Weaver disintegrated into fine powder, and was swept away by the wind, causing Sakano to fall face-flat on the ground.

"mmrrhh... damn it..." Sakano slowly got up, rubbing his head, which was throbbing in pain from the impact. Miyuki closed the gap between her and him and placed a reassuring hand on his face.

"Quick! Let me go get you an ice pack..!" And with that, she scurried off to the Nurse's office... [CHAPTER 1 FINALE]


[toxycodone]

I'm doing fine I think?? My emotions are being really weird/intense/fluctuating right now and I'm not sure why... I did run out of testosterone yesterday so perhaps that has something to do with it. Uhh my favorite color is monster energy piss green or nasty vomit green. I also like the color of blood cuz it's really bright and I'm a faggot.. my favorite food is pasta (any form) and I had some soup and bread today :3

the wolf furry enjoying the color of blood??? wow. Are you also going to tell me the sky is blue? (light hearted sarcasm btw)

but oof I’m sorry you ran out of T. IM HOPING U GET MORE EXPEDITIOUSLY!!!

Wait what kind of soup…I love soup. I would’ve had some today but it’s fucking. 99 degrees outside. I may suck it up and get some Pho sometime this week tho. I’m craving it.

[truth-01001001-liar]

Heyyy~

I love drawing the flora and fauna from TES games, I absolutely love it. If anyone has any requests on that front feel free to throw an ask at me. This extends to plants, animals, fungi, and alchemy ingredients from any of the scrolls games. I just think they’re neat! :))

ALSO!! I post about my elder scrolls OCs sometimes (there’s info on them under the cut if you’re interested.)

[Making this so it’s not only a TES blog anymore, so you might see me post about other things]

(Last updated: 11/25/2024)

The Heros

(Skyrim) Viir/Viiraulor:

Viirautarelor is my LBD and also a Thu’um using alteration/illusion bard. That is to say xe likes to pretend to be people other than hirself for hir own amusement, and for the amusement of others. If you see several different designs for hir this is why. Xe is armed only with hir illusory wit and a kitchen knife. (Hir name should translate loosely to ‘dying trickster’. I ran with the Shezarrine idea, but this time it’s literally just mortal Lorkhan. ish)

(Oblivion) Archcanon Ice Wraith:

My HoK, Wraith, is a spear-wielding, bug-loving, ALMSIVI-enthused, alchemy nerd that makes friends with as many people as possible, and has fallen head over heels in love with assumptions and metaphors. She WAS the Nerevarine once, but didn’t want to be. In an attempt to mimic Vivec, she ended up using Kagrenac’s tools on the heart of Lorkhan to create her own unreal reality. One in which she is never the Nerevarine. This is the reality that all of my other characters live in. She calls it c0da Web. (When written, ‘web’ is the daedric character for ‘w’. Yes… it is a spider pun. This is Wraith so of course it is. Caught in a web of lies… im sorry). Ice Wraith is kind of obsessed with Vivec, and it is kind of a problem.

(Morrowind) J’uhna:

Wraith gave my Nerevarine, J’uhna, his name. In full the name is a mix of Dovahzul, Dunmeri, and a pinch of Ta’agra. It is JUN LUN/LUHN AH VAR, which means both ‘The Life-Light and Moon’ and ‘The Hunter of Leech-Kings’ Lives’. J’uhna is a frustrated, greedy, self-obsessed person who is crafty and annoyingly adept with words. If he likes someone he needs them to be unquestionably loyal, and if he hates someone he needs them to fear him. J’uhna has memories of all of the failed incarnates. He remembers being Peakstar, Conoon Chodala, Erur-Dan, etc. Of course he also remembers being Nerevar. He’s coping with this, but not very well (he’s not entirely convinced that his memories and traumas from his past lives are real).

(Daggerfall) Plink

(ESO) Cirainile/Flowers:

This is my Vestige, an absurdly tall restoration mage who means well, but boasts some of Summerset’s more standoffish body language. He is an altmer born of a noble clan in Alinor which claims (without proof) that its lineage begins with Trinimac. He’s very interested in fabric making, and has a pet rat he calls Rice. His friends call him Nile, or Flowers, for short. (I pronounce his name sorta like ‘see-rye-kneel-uh’. Don’t really know how to write pronunciation out so that’s the best I got sorry :) )

(Battlespire) Daggi:

A powerful dremora from the badlands who is constantly rebelling against Mehrunes Dagon. He likes Nirn a lot. His favorite color is the color purple. I’ll elaborate more on Daggi when I have more energy to write it down.

The Side Bitches

(Skyrim) Ilabael Muhr:

A sweetheart and a plant nerd. Also my LBD’s ex-wife. Ilabael is the child of an exiled ashlander of Erabenimsun, and a kwama miner. She’s from Jora’ruhn—a city built by the Warrior-Poet’s last archcanon on top of the ruins of Vivec.

(Skyrim) Cahnu’ul:

Totally not a reincarnation of Vivec ;). In Skyrim he’s My LBD’s friend. He’s got no idea that he is who he is and if you accused him he’d refuse it. He grew up in Dawnstar, thinks the gods are incapable, and carries Wraith’s axe named Heaven-by-Violence. (Side note: Cahnu’ul exists in every conceivable timeline as a consequence of Wraith’s actions. If you’re curious about the ‘whys’ and the ‘hows’ of the mess that is this oc, feel free to ask. To put things bluntly though, Cahn Hahnu Sul Ul is my oc’s oc.)

(Skyrim) Peynach:

A winged Ayleid whose family lives in Skyrim’s southwestern mountains. My LBD’s friend.

(Morrowind) Morvana-Dar & Yana-La:

Two Khajiiti siblings who are both a part of the Camonna Tong during the events of Morrowind. My Nerevarine’s friends.

(Daggerfall) Snakes-Faces/Thuxisei:

Snakes or Thuxi for short. She’s Plink’s ‘friend’….. with benefits.

(ESO) Ondoth:

A leather working enthusiast and my Vestige’s husband.

(ESO) Zhaari-Sa:

A senche-raht that works odd jobs, and my Vestige’s friend.

Kaj-Mota:

Kaj exists … I love him.. I have no idea when he exists in the timeline tho. He’s pretty so there that. Idk. Big ol floofy man who likes to hunt.

Suna’raleyr & Aniayifir:

Siblings… both merchants and craftsmen. They live in the shivering isles. Ania says they live there for good reasons.. something about it being great for the imagination. They can occasionally be found on nirn, and are the ones who built my Dragonborn’s enchanted lute.

The ‘Wraith Fucked Up Her Old Timeline’ Characters:

Fahlthahrk:

I mean… someone had to do something about that bullshit that Ice Wraith left behind.

Xayah:

A Khajiiti incarnation of Nerevar’s incarnations. Fahlthahrk’s ally. Someone (Azura probably… at least we hope it was Azura) slammed all the failed incarnates—memories traumas and all—together into a single person… but … Nerevar himself isn’t there... Elvil Vidron is though. In other words… this is not the nerevarine. This can’t be the nerevarine— not yet anyway.

Niryai:

Niryai is not her real name. It’s just what she calls herself. This makes her sound conceited.. she thinks this is funny.

[zomviesworld]

Hello again!, this is my other OC name Alec this is his story for Now at the moment it might change later on but enjoy

TW on a lot

Real name:Alec Keller

Name:Mr. kitty

Age:19

Height:6’6

Gender:male

Metal issues:PTSD, anxiety ,depression, personality disorder (DID only 1)

Did only two people:Mr kitty is the protector he stays out the most, Alec is the host, alec got DID personality disorder after the accident with his past

Relatives:(mother:Michelle Keller,Deceased), (father: Lucas Keller, Deceased), (sister:lily Keller, unknown)

Weapons:Gun, Hand-to-Hand Combat Skills, chainsaw

Ability:Physical strength,Speed,Telepthy,teleportation,Hand-to-Hand Combat Skills

Hobbies:reading,writing,bird watch and then eats it,Smoking

Crimes:Murder,assault,trespassing,stalking,kidnapping,blackmail,Cannibalism,harassing

Goal: what to do with this life (On-going)

Personality:bold not afraid to speak his mind,mean to people he dislikes,caring tho,people see him as kinda “bad energy”,he is a gentleman

Appearance:black and grey hair,Purple orange yellow eye colors,sharp teeth, his mouth is stitched up but he can still talk he has stitches on his body a few on his arms, a few on his stomach,he crys boiling bitumen but it doesn’t hurt him,and when he opens his mouth boiling bitumen comes out but he can manipulate how hot it can be or it can be cold however he wants,his tounge is very long

His backstory:

When Alec was little at the age 5 he started school he was a quiet boy, one morning before school he was so happy to start school meeting new people to make friends with his parents would always say things to him calling him names he kept shamed in away and guilty “did I do something?” He spoke

“I told you to abort that piece of shit I dont know why you wanted to keep it” said his father, “I already Fucking told you the stupid doctor said no because the fucking rat was already about to be a month you dumb fuck” said his mother knowing Alec was infront of them, but Alec was to young to understand it a neighbor of his dropped him off at school he was so excited to be at school he walked in the kids looked at him weird, Alec asked himself “do I have something on me?”, he quickly went to the bathroom a bruise on his cheek “oh right how can I forget” he said to himself when it happened yesterday his father was hitting his mother and Alec tried to stop it but instead he got slapped not only by his father but by his mother he never understood why

after some time passed he found out his mom was pregnant he was happy to have a baby sister, Alec had cuts and bruises all over his body but happiness still remain on him, he would witness his mother and father take alcohol and drugs “mama! I don’t think you should do that while you have my baby sister my teacher told me it’s bad!!” Alec said worried but his mother looked at him then laughed at his face smacking him to the point it busted open his lip “tell your teacher I said go fuck yourself bitch” said his mother

Alec got up and ran to his room locking his room crying in pain throwing thins around next day he went to school teachers asked him if he’s okay “Alec are you okay Hun? You always come with new bruises what happened to your lip?” His teacher says, Alec manage to look at her and smile “I’m okay!! I was playing outside then fell but I’m okay I promise”, His teacher didn’t take his word a couple days later they heard a knock at their door, the mother went to open the door “Hi is this the Keller’s family?” A lady said ….”yeah who the fuck are you?” His mother said saying it with an attitude, “hello ma’am Im from the child abuse apartment we came to see how Alec Keller is” the lady said looking at the mom, “can I come in?” The lady said looking at her, the mother said “oh my! Of course!” The mother said the way she said it changing her attitude

they talked for a few minutes then the lady left, “wait until your father comes from work” Alec mother said, Alec was apologizing “I’m so sorry mama! Please” “I didn’t know please mama”, his father came him which Alec went to hide he was so terrified, “where are you son of a bitch” said father said Alec heard him close by, His father found him which Alec was apologizing but he got hit with a wire he begged and begged for him to stop but his father didn’t. When time past his baby sister was born. (time skip). At the age 12 Alec was known was the creep, weirdo,freak even a worse he had a few female Features he never really cared his hair is always messy, other boys from an older grade would pick fights with him which he would try to defend himself but always lose he felt weak, after fights he would go home then his father would beat him calling him a “bitch” “wanna be a girl so bad? Huh” his father mention to Alec

Alec got older he felt different urges he never felt everytime his father says things to him the Urge to strangle him,during 7th grade people would bully him call him names, during gym he would change clothes someone pulled his hair putting his head on the toilet trying to drown him, Alec passed out for a couple minutes he woke up in some random abandoned place he checked the time it was 11Pm “shit” Alec said

Noticing the time he got up and ran home which he apologized but when he got home his mother slapping his father but his father pushed her she fell on the floor unconscious his father started to kick her on her stomach calling her “slut fucking bitch”, Alec was terrified he went upstairs seeing his sister

his sister was around 4 or so, “hi lily” Alec said to his little sister “hiiii” lily said looking at him “daddy and mama fighting?” Lily said so innocently which Alec said “no it’s okay let’s play”, Alec cared so much for lily his only sister Lily offered him cookies which he ate a few then a few gummies he played with her for a few minutes before passing out he woke up his body was numb like he was having sleep paralysis he looked At his sister “lily??” Alec said a bit worried and scared, “I’m sorry big brother but I wanna play!!” Lily said innocently,

“I dreamed of being a famous doctor!” Lily said while getting a knives, “really? That’s nice please let me go” said alec thinking it’s some shitty joke, “why would I do that? Your my big brother” lily said smiling grabbing a needle and a string lily started to grab the knive cutting big wounds to Alec stomach, his wrist, side of his neck, slit his mouth open Alec scream In pain calling her a bitch and crazy calling for his parents which his parents came to see, “great show lily” his mother said while she was bleeding from her face and body, Alec scream for dear life then said father said “lily isn’t your sister your baby sister died and we just replayed her”.. it all make sense now for his sister, “you make to much noise big brother” lily said to Alec lily started to stitch him up but Alec was slowly dying from blood lost “is this how it end? God please let me Live one more time I beg” said Alec, “OH SHUT UP!” His mother said poring boiling bitumen on his mouth lily was stitching his mouth he blacked out woke up in the same Place but his parents body were all over the room guts everywhere

Lily looked at him smiling but scared at the same time “see!! I fixed you” lily said Alec looked at her, “Kitty see! Lily said, Alec grabbed her with his whole hand on her face his claws cutting threw her skin from her face demonic scream at her to the point she passed out Alec dropped her on the floor, he looked at the body and his parents stepping on their body and dead body he went downstairs sniffing something so delicious leading the basement seeing dead corpse all over he saw a paper “food” it said, he took a moment realizing through the years his mother was feeding his human flesh “no wonder it was so delicious” Alec said looking at the corpse that one of them was stick fresh and alive he got down crawling upside down on the celling not letting his prey Know he’s there, The person got up and started to look for a way out Untill Alec open his mouth to big looking so disturbing bit the head off Alec started to laugh, soon after he heard the police he made a run of it

he was under a bridge frightened Of himself he herd something “who there?” Alec said looking around then he saw a Small kitty the kitty’s fur was black , Alec sat down so unbothered, he tried to Shoo the small kitty But Kept coming back, “I’ll name you Deadly” He kept the cat and slowly got up made sure he didn’t hurt the kitty, he began to walk sometimes he wonders if lily is still out there and just question what happened, he needs to feed himself and deadly don’t he? and he met up with his first victim at some gas station,He Put deadly down and began to walk, the victim was humping gas smoking a cigarette, alec went behind the Victim and immediately attacked putting his arms on the Victim and broke their neck he dragged the person the back of the gas station and began to eat the person. He fed Deadly human flesh..”Just you and I untill The end”.

[drawn-corrosion]

IT'S DONE! IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE DONE IN 3 DAYS! IT TOOK ME 3 WEEKS! and it was only the sketch...! I hope it's not in poor taste to make so long after the main poll, but I put a lot of effort in and wanted to at least have something to show for it. Featuring Kairos, character by @amxthystiine who was my opponent in the @original-character-championship. (sorry for tagging you both so much) It's supposed to be a comic explaining why there wasn't any crossover art, while the actual reason is procrastination + life in the way, I thought I'd make up for it somehow. I wish I had the energy to color and refine this, but I just want to move on at this point. Also, the whole time Kaleido is reminiscing, he's supposed to be sitting in a chair.

Page 1: Interviewer (I): "So, how do you feel about getting past round 1?" Kaleido (K): "Pretty good, I guess. Must've been my "natural charm", ha ha." (K): "Though...I never met my opponent. (Not properly, at least.)" (I) "Really? What kept you?" (K): " W e l l . . . "

Page 2: DAY 1: "Rauthaz wanted to learn how to make crab cakes. I didn't think it would take long, but I haven't been that wrong in a long time." DAY 2: "Ura wanted to investigate an old metal ruin. Naturally, I forbid her from going on her own. So she ran off anyway! Spent the whole damn day chasing after her."

Page 3: DAY 3: "Xanthos...agh, I don't even want to talk about it." DAY 4: "Saf stole my hat out of spite! Couldn't go without it." DAY 5: "Chlor got chased by 'old friends' again. Wild mess that was! Didn't want to show up all torn-up, so y'know, I no-showed..."

Page 4: DAYS 6 AND 7: "Honestly, I don't have a good excuse. I was just tired. It also didn't help to get assailed by the weirdest hallucinations...I could hardly sleep!"

Page 5: (K): "So yep, that's my story. Never met 'im." (I): "Would you like to?" (K): "Oh? I can still do that? Then sure, why not-" *Kairos proceeds to smash through the door via exiting a time rift*

[imgonnagetkilledbynutstink]

"All we know is jeans"

"Actually none of that fur is from animals... its all from... mustaches"

"I think her name could just BE Melissa"

"How could you do this to me? I was your loyal apple servant... and you turned me into a danm sword"

"This is my loft, it is also a prison"

"Lets just turn the ethnicities up. He is all ethnicities all at once"

"Its like his mustache has a mustache riding in it like an exo suit"

"A FULL FACE IS JUST WHAT THE DOCTOR ORDERED. IM DAZ... HOLY CHRIST"

"HES A HUMAN LAVA LAMP"

"I dont wanna smell what ive been doing" "on the coartz... did you say course? On the corch" "on the kornk" "out on the gro- out of the jeolf gortch"

"Did not golf!... failed to golf!"

"We can give this human boy an icecream paint job"

"Im gonna teleport you to the no crime Dairy Queen"

"IM ABOUT TO DAIRY QUEEN THAT THING OUT OF THE FUCKING SKY"

"I feel like this character has changed... now hes not so much a crime stopper as he is a dairy queen salseman"

"YOU THREW OFF THE ANGLE OF MY DANGLE"

"MOVE YOUR GIANT PIZZA ASS"

"We need a name" "how about New America" *names it Good America* "perfect"

"Im gonna put some flames on this ass eyed dog"

"Im the sequal to dogs! I need your eyes, fat slug!"

*gasp* "theres a good boy" "there's my good boy!"

"We're taking a new approach to minions... what if they were horrible and had no eyes... bæñåņã"

"What i like about him most is that hes looking up at god"

"THE LEGS DONT EVEN KNOW HOW TO DO IT"

"Its like you got nipple suspenders"

"I don't think it should tell me if i do or dont eat boy"

"IM GONNA SEND THIS DOG TO SPACE"

"No one should have to behold that" "nooo... not me, not you, not god"

"WAIT CAN WE GET AN IMMEDIATE REPLAY ON THAT CAUSE IM PRETTY SURE HE JUST EXPLODED MY WIFE"

"Heres the shrek sex scene youve always wanted but that dreamworks is too afraid to give you"

"THIS GAME IS GARBAGE FROM A TOILET"

"Oh that scamp... he tried to kill our baby again"

"We can say one of them is Shrek, one of them is Fiona, and one of them is Shrek's brother... Garje"

" did you just say my friend TO-TO-RO??... My dad Totino" "my niece garbanzo"

"Who is pigeon?" "Im sorry, who is pigeon!?" "Who is this???"

" I MISS MY ARM BONES... *misses at frisbee* SHIT... i blame that one on the lack of bones"

"Shes gonna turn that Fresca into biking energy"

"This is inconvenient at bathroom time"

"If you see guy, call the pervert police"

"This is a hot topic toilet mistake"

"It dont know cant" "it simply dont know cant"

"JUSTIN HES PUNCHING ALL MY BLOOD OUT"

"Got to go make my bed and then go do a murder"

"Oh jesus" "oh boysers"

"I heard there was a deempis party going on"

"Now take a look at those peepers and then you tell me..."

"Fast food... you have head... AIRPLANES"

"AH SHIT WHAT THE FUCK. CYBER BALKI???"

"Guess what? Ill turn you into a fucking baby if you're not careful"

"No thats the crime frog!"

"Well with every piece of meat that i eat, i dont want to have to stop and be like... did this guy write a book?"

"How many 4 arm woman persons do you know?!"

"STUNK IN BOPX PLEASE... low on nups"

"Can i hit you with Riddle Me Piss?"

"Hickory dickory dock, the mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one and down did come, hickory dickory dock. What am i?" "A mouse?" "No dumb shit!" "What is it?" "... the guillotine!"

"400 HORSE POWER WOULD DESTROY THE GALAXY"

"Now why would you let us change the fin color? You know what fin is made out of. Its made out of the rest of him"

"right now I'm trying to fucking nose-scope a rhino out of the sky"

"i like that. kind of a hair diaper"

"no Justin, you're not a wrestling fan, not like me, a real wrestling fan- you gotta grab the orb! you have to grab the orb. it's the secret"

"is this what you think of west virginny i-in-ins?"

"are people still sixty nining out there?" "not... legally"

"the gaME CRASHED- TODD DAMMIT"

"that slime burger's in hell, and that's the fucking dalema"

"non negotiable means nothing to you, Griffin, don't act like it does"

Mcelroy quotes

"OH GOD OH FUCK HES GONNA EAT MY BONES" "YOUR TOUCAN BONES"

"Toucan Dan the spooky badooky toucan man"

"Listen kids, people are gonna try to give you guns all the time, but theyre no cool. Listen to Toucan Dan. Chili dogs"

"I wish we had lorenzo music on call" "i think he passed away" "... i wish we had lorenzo music on the planet, then"

"WELCOME TO THE STARSHIP FUTURE TIMES"

"I come for you in the sleeping hours!"

"Is he your son or your husband?" "My sonsband"

"Can i be strong?" "I think you are strong" "no i need to be stronger... like king of the universe strong"

"Gonna put you in this prison toilet... cause thats what you are, you're a stink man" "garbage boy" "garbage boy stink man"

"She looks like a human goldfish"

"No eyelids??? WHY IS THAT AN OPTION!? YOU NEED THOSE"

"Hey whats going on in here??" "NOTHING, TRASH HULK. ME AND METAL HUSBAND ARE COOKING YOU A MEAL WHICH I WILL FEED YOU IN BABY BOTTLE CAUSE YOU. ARE. MAN. BABY"

*types in "pam the existence eater"*

"COME TO ME MY SHAUN-STER"

"HAS ANYONE SEEN MY VERY LITTLE HUSBAND!?"

"Hes not my love child anyways. My love child is like, a can of peas back at home"

"HES LIKE A ROTTISERIE CHICKEN"

"HAVE YOU BEEN TO MY FOREST OF SONS??"

"Did you literally do anything to trigger that?" "I tried to turn everyone into dogs and i get why the game wouldn't like that!"

"HONEY I SHRUNK THE YOU"

*types in "set underwear to no"*

"The force of these things being birthed from my womb is gonna push me through the ceiling"

"HES LIKE A HUMAN BOTTLE OF OLIVE OIL"

"I want his soul in a jar so i can put it on my desk"

"OH... YEAAAAH GHOST DAD"

"My boy Stevo's gonna drink an alligator's weener"

"Please stop throwing me off if tall shit"

"Having been recon- dont- pit- stop- throw- dont- throw- if you- dont- stop- throw-"

"You're on some next level shit. I gotta start throwing my children"

"Great bones, man" "thats a high quality set of bones in that goblin"

"You ready to make some genuine wrestle boys?"

"My perfect baseball son"

"I CAN SEE HIS MOUTHY MOUTH GUMMY WORKS"

"Aw beans, i look like a real goober"

"Thats true... thats a real good point griffin, i guess ive never blamed god for rats before"

"Holy shit... LOOK AT RAT BABY'S MADDEST HOPS"

"I dont knwo what you want me- i goofed up very good"

"This isnt my grandpa's Dark Souls" "no its your grandma's Dark Souls if your grandma is a witch that hangs out behind the Arby's"

"Hey dude? Your desk is pizza. Like, i dont want to tell you how to do your thing... but your desk is pizza"

"That movie is piss... that movie is piss. End of sentence, end of thought"

"It looks like you're falling into a portal that is a man"

"Hey guys, its president Obama. Ive been watching the entire time, and no"

"Thats my hero wood"

"He looks like a skin diaper"

"Like if Bill Nye amd Bill Nye had a baby with a mushroom. What would that look like? And the answer is a sad dinosaur"

"JUSTIN, THE BLOOD DINOSAUR IS BACK"

"I cant believe i have to play this normal!"

".... HOW DID THAT GIVE ME MORE PANTS!?"

"Youve taken me to two sex dungeons amd this is the worst place youve taken me so far! Its full of demons and it crashes my computer!"

"Im gonna get some poppy corn" "no we cannot stay here" "im staying and im getting some fucking poppy corn"

"Tonino's, i was possessed by the bad chair"

"I think these two people are about to have sex- should we go? Should we go? Should we go? Should we go? I just shot myself off the space station"

"I just clicked on your wings and it asked me if i wanted to finger your wings??" "Where are you?" "I think im in hell?"

"Theres so much nudity in Second Life! Its like 🎶everywhere you look there's a breast or three🎶" "🎶on the same person🎶"

"Oh god the anime vagina's back... its right next to a place called Muddy Country"

"I lost what makes the boy mayer a boy mayer... now he just kinda looks like a man mayer"

"I hope thats not disconcerning for them... to see a skateboarding pizza man and a trash boy"

*types into chat "pizza crime is eternal"*

"I just made myself kinda a boy hat?" "Well the good news is, now she has a reason to drink"

"WHATS UP EVERYBODY, I THINK DOGS SHOULD VOTE"

"I just told them i think its so progressive that they let skateboarders in and they booted me"

" ive made kinda a pizza party prison- like a personal panned pizza party prison?"

"The music is actually so loud im kinda having a panic attack" "to southern country?" "Yeah"

"I simply cant" "you can't?" "Not with the Bart"

"Someone has a sign with trump holding all the chaos emeralds"

[arceal-doodles]

Yandere Underswap Sans if you'd like? Also, how are you mun?

I found a new pen!