#luz's quill

[sir-luz-the-brave]

I got overly emotional about roadkill the other week (and this stayed in my drafts for too long)

Who are you?

Why are you here,

Among unwilling witnesses?

An unwanted crime.

Did your murderer hear?

The snapping of small bones

The last of your fears

Pitter-patter

Pebbles on asphalt,

The end of a journey.

[novelist-becca]

When Stringbean is in a bad mood she turns into a porcupine, hedgehog, skunk, turtle, etc.

Whatever gets people to leave her be.

[acesentialsketches]

Hey hey! You wanna see a gallery of my work?! Check me out on furaffinity! They'll be slowly updated to get them both up to date!

Check this for my regular art!

And here for my transformation art!

[philoursmars]

Je reviens à mon projet de présenter la plupart de mes 55000 photos (nouveau compte approximatif. On se rapproche du présent !).

2016. Je passe quelques jours à Pau chez Christine “hors-saison” !

Ici, une virée en Bigorre, à Lourdes : le château-musée.

Des surjougs toulousains, un jeu de quilles, des cires de deuil (dont un “lourquet”) censées se consumer autant que ledit deuil,  des tenues traditionnelles de la vallée d’Ansò (le mec ressemble à Dr House ou c’est moi ??), puis des vallées d’Ossau et de Luz. Enfin, des meubles rustiques...

[blackcur-rants]

[Image description: Luz Noceda dressed as Star Lord/Peter Quill dancing with Amity Blight dressed as Gamora]

Gotta love that ADHD coded Disney protagonist created or reimagined by a kinda edgy Catholic raised artist who’s life got up-ended when a parent died of a chronic illness and the subsequent gift the dying parent gave to them that became their lifelong hyperfixation and who then ended up with a gruff but loving foster parent and a colourful found family of strange creatures in a bizarre and wonderful universe threatened by various forms of religious/nationalist fanatics toxically hung up on what happened to their blood relatives a long time ago, toxically masculine colonialist Farquaads who want to destroy anything that’s different from what they think it should be, and callous wannabe scientists who want to force living creatures into a rigid hierarchy and reinforce themselves with God Complexes.

(Sidebar and question, by the way, @disregardcanon. Is Belos going to be Ronan the Accuser (complete with the Gravesfield Witch Hunters as the alter Empire), Ego the Living Planet, or the High Evolutionary in your TOH/GOTG AU?).

Luz dancing with Amity dressed as Peter Quill and Gamora from Guardians of the Galaxy for a kofi!

[quillsinkwell]

☆ Hi! Just a bit of a heads-up if you still wanna tag me, ☆ I changed my URL from sammysjam to this one (starry-luz) and I just wanted to let you know so it doesn't get lost to confusion ☆ Have a lovely day!! :3

oh thank you!

[litfeathers]

Before Hunter's Palisman Observations... Before Lilith's Letter... Before Luz's Diary Entry...

A witch's quill scratches on paper, her eyebrows furrowing in thought as she fills a well-worn book with her thoughts and desires and fears.

She smiles at the yellow bird who is fast asleep on her extra pillow, and with a snap of her fingers extinguishes the light spells that had been illuminating her cozy bedroom.

She sleeps.

She dreams…

She dreams of a strange world. A world without magic. A harsh world of rules, and penance, and fear.

A man stands in front of a bonfire, the glow of the firelight dancing on his wild blond hair. He is surrounded by a screaming crowd, torches and pitchforks and fists waving in the air.

"No," she begs. "No, no, no, no."

She calls his name over the cacophony of violent chanting, her voice muffled by the roar of the growing conflagration.

He turns.

She screams.

Blood. Smoke. Fire. The flash of a knife. It all happens too fast.

He is gone.

...and she wakes up.

Welcome to Evelyn's Journal.

Credits: -The phenomenal cover art was drawn by the absolute legend @bananadramaaa. Thank you so much for your help! -The script and Evelyn's voice were written and recorded by Birdie (that's me!) -It's probably pretty obvious, but this project was directly inspired by the audio recordings a few of TOH's VAs did for one of Dana's charity livestreams. Look them up if you have never heard them. They are fantastic!

The audio and script will also be available at AO3 on (or some time after) Sunday, March 26th. You may find it at litfeathers if you would like to give this project some love over there too!

The complete script can be found under the read more, so you may follow along if you wish.

Grab a snack and get comfy. We have an almost 15 minute runtime! Enjoy! 🔥🪶

Scaburary 10th

I had to cover for Bileadona at work. She never showed up for her shift, and so Goldie and I were forced to make an unexpected trip to Bonesborough.

Extra disappointing, since I was planning to spend the afternoon in the garden with my sketchbook. I wanted to redo my blue jay drawing, as I am not quite satisfied with it.

Ah, well. I’ll draw in the garden tomorrow.

Scaburary 11th

UUUGHHH DAMN RAIN!

Goldie has been moping and staring out the window at the sizzling forest all morning, desperately wishing she could have her early morning flight through the trees. I have given her a handful of seeds to help her feel better. She seems pouty still, but has cheered up slightly. She is currently ordering the seeds from most to least appealing. Heh. This should take her a while.

Only two days are left!

Scaburary 13th

Work, work, work. I couldn’t stop watching the sunlight and shadows slowly move across the library floor and sighing impatiently. Bileadona happened by my cart as I was shelving books, and asked why the calendar at my desk is so strange. I told her it was an old-fashioned solar calendar from the bloodievil period. She didn’t seem to buy it, but didn’t push the subject.

I also made a quick…detour before I went home. Just to say hello to some dear friends. Some very special friends who are going to severely regret their actions from last week.

*evil witch cackle*

As an added bonus, I finally managed to nab one of their…creative drawings of me. It is now proudly displayed on my living room wall, just above the couch. Truly, it is a work of art, and I am humbled by their kindness.

I just hope they find my return offering just as humbling ehehehehe.

I have been getting more and more excited for every visit to the Human Realm. Not that I have been there recently. I most definitely have not. Don’t be absurd.

But anyway. This week has dragged endlessly! I cannot wait for tomorrow.

It’s nice to have a friend.

Scaburary 14th, Human Realm year 1623

Today was nice.

It was a Friday in Human reckoning, so Caleb and I enjoyed the usual supper on a blanket in the snowy woods. I made sure to include dragon bacon sandwiches and deviled griffin stew in the spread, as they are his favorites. And of course, a thermos of hot apple blood to warm us up. It was a marvelous feast!

He looks a bit better lately. His skin is less pale, and the shadows under his eyes are less prominent.

The moment I landed at at our spot, Caleb immediately asked me if I had anything to do with the recent vandalism of the Gravesfield meetinghouse. I plead innocent. He grimly informed me that someone had scribbled all over the siding, and that one of the drawings bore a striking resemblance to Goldie. I expressed my deepest sympathies for the poor soul who would have to clean it up. He further informed me that the words “Evie was here” were scrawled over the front door. I told him that since my given name isn’t Evie, it’s Evelyn, he was clearly looking for another culprit. He grabbed me by the shoulders, looked me dead in the eye, and told me, in the most fed-up of tones, that the drawings could move.

“Huh,” I said. “In that case, it sounds like you might have a witch on your hands. I hear they are pretty tricky to deal with, but seeing as you are such an expert witch hunter, you surely won’t have a problem rooting her out!”

At that he made such a ridiculously frustrated face, I could no longer hold in my laughter. It was the look he gets where his cheeks flush and his nose flares. The red even reached his ears this time! Fantastic.

He gave up at that point. He just sighed deeply and shook his head. But I could tell he was desperately trying to hold back a smile.

While we enjoyed our meal, we got on the topic of weather. After my previous deception, he didn’t quite believe me when I told him that rain boils in the Demon Realm. When I cast an illusion to show him a typical Boiling Isles thunderstorm, his eyes lit up brighter than the sun. As fun as it is to tease and banter with him, I think I vastly prefer those quiet moments between us. When the storm clouds lift from his eyes.

*trails off*

I can tell he’s lonely.

Last week, while we were on our owl watch, he mentioned offhandedly that he hasn’t received a proper hug in years.

I was about to feign ignorance and pretend to not know what a hug is, until I realized that…err. Well, we are two galdorpeas in a pod in that regard, aren’t we?

And no, I did not offer myself up. Because some walls are built for a reason.

Caleb is surrounded by pitchforks and torches and prying eyes.

His village is dangerous.

His brother has been asking more and more…questions.

I know I shouldn’t keep doing this. I know I can’t keep doing this. There is a line, and I am terrified that I am gleefully dancing towards it, and one day I am going to be unable to stop myself from crossing into something…

*deep sigh*

…something I cannot come back from.

I am unwilling to admit this anywhere but here. And this is difficult to write, even if my eyes are the only ones that will ever read it. But…

He scares me.

Hah! How silly is that? We’re the closest of friends. I am a powerful adult witch. And I am scared of him?

It makes no sense. Witch hunter my butt! I trust him completely. He is kind. Sweet, even. No matter how much sass and grumpiness he sprinkles into his words, it is abundantly clear that his heart is made of pure gold. His smile could melt snow. His soft words could tame the wildest slitherbeast. His laugh is pure music.

*embarrassed cough*

So, then. Why the fear? Why have I been finding myself so on edge around him lately? It’s incredibly frustrating.

Words are difficult to get out. My pulse quickens when he sits too close. I can no longer look him in the eye without my face heating up. What else could cause this but fear? It is clearly my body warning me that what I am doing is incredibly foolish.

Or perhaps it’s just the apple blood.

*sighs in frustration, then there is a long moment of silence*

No. I’m not that naive. I know it’s not the apple blood. It’s just that…I’m…

I’m not ready.

I don’t have much more I would like to say on this topic, so I suppose I shall end this entry and tuck myself into bed with a good book. Perhaps Goldie would like for me to read her another story.

Here’s hoping for some nice dreams. Titan willing.

Goodnight.

Scaburary 15th

I had the day off from work. I tried to draw in the garden, but my redo of the blue jay sketch came out even worse than the original. I ended up spending most of my day on the couch, half paying attention to a book I could barely focus on enough to read.

I had dreams last night. Dreams I absolutely refuse to relive by writing them down.

Please. Please, please, please let tonight be better.

Scaburary 16th

Oh, Titan. I hate this.

I have made a decision. A decision I am absolutely miserable to be making.

It’s something I can absolutely not back out on. Something I should have done ages ago.

Something I should have done before I got…attached.

No matter what, this will end in pain. But it must end. Before he is harmed. Or worse. I know what I must do. But it hurts. I have to protect him. This week will be rough. Please wish me luck and courage.

Scaburary 17th My chest hurts. My eyes are sore. Everyone has been giving me space at work. I am sure they can tell something is very wrong, but no one has pried. At least I managed to keep it together until I was halfway home. Be proud of my fortitude.

After I was done being sorry for myself, I got an idea. I am unsure if I will be able to follow through with my plan. But if I can find my courage, perhaps I can at least try.

When we say our goodbyes, I can at least ensure Caleb still has a friend.

I haven’t carved a palisman in years. Not since I made Goldie with Mother and Father. And not since they…

*chokes up for a second*

I don’t even know if I remember how. But there is a grove of healthy palistrom trees in the backyard. And I still have my knife.

I even know what he would want.

Fine. Tomorrow I will start carving.

Scaburary 18th I opened my journal to write, but I have nothing substantial to say. This week has been miserable. I wish it were Friday so I could get this over with. Goldie keeps offering me seeds to cheer me up. I’m sorry, Goldie. I appreciate the gesture, but not everything can be fixed with a tasty seed.

Scaburary 19th I sent Goldie to deliver my final rebus message. I got such an excited response back, I nearly lost it again. He has heard a saw-whet owl in the woods by the fields. He wants to take me out there to listen for it. Sounds lovely. I suppose it’s nice to look forward to one last owl watch. What should I do with the remaining Titan’s blood? Dispose of it? Donate it to a researcher? All I know is that I cannot keep the vials. Lest I be…tempted. I’ll miss the birds. Caleb’s gift is drying on the kitchen table. I wonder what wish he will make.

Scaburary 20th I am surprisingly calm. There is something to be said for allowing yourself to…feel. To let your emotions exist, acknowledge them, let them out. That isn’t typically how I operate, but perhaps it can be advantageous to…sometimes…occasionally…not bury everything? As much as I hate to admit it. I was even able to laugh at Goldie’s antics. She brought home a rattle worm and pretended to feed it to our new scarlet friend. She even feigned offense when he refused her gift by remaining silent and wooden. Silly bird! I don’t know what I would ever do without her. I think I will be fine. Once the dust settles. We will all be fine.

Scaburary 22nd I do not know where to start. It is late evening. I am sitting here in bed, journal in lap, as usual. But Goldie is perched on my shoulder instead of her usual spot on my extra pillow. Because my extra pillow is occupied. It is occupied by a blond human and a small red bird. Oh. He just reached out in his sleep to hug my waist. I suppose I’m trapped now. I’ve never been so happy. I’ve never been so happy, and yet so anxious? I can’t stop smiling. I don’t think I’ve stopped smiling or swooning or giggling since last night! How embarrassing. How completely and utterly embarrassing! ...Goldie, I know you are reading this. I can hear you laughing! Quit it! I think I’m still in a bit of shock-GOLDIE THIS IS PRIVATE. I haven’t quite processed any of this-I KNOW YOU CAN FEEL MY EMOTIONS AND HEAR MY THOUGHTS! I DON’T CARE! YOU’RE STILL BEING NOSY. WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE WERE BOTH SO OBVIOUS? I SAID STOP LAUGHING!!! Fine. You were right. Is that what you wished to hear? Are you happy now, you smug little feather brain? Good. Anyway. Where was I? Everything happened so…fast. The last 24 hours have been absolutely wild. And terrifying. And…intense. But I think I can finally admit something important, even if it’s only here for now. Let’s see if I can manage to actually write it. Goodness, my hand is shaking. Alright. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. Here goes… *swoons a little* I’m in love. Goodnight, everyone. Sweet dreams. *snaps fingers, and light spells are extinguished* Sung: You are not alone No matter how far you have flown Together we feel we’re at home In darkness light shines in your bones *As she hums the song fades out*

[childlikegoblinqueen]

Huntlow Week Day 5: Laughter/(Love) Letters.

Hunter had already spent two full weeks at Hexside and he knew that he'd be lying to himself and everyone around him if he didn't admit he'd gotten off to a "rocky start".

Of course, Boscha had used this term as a way to mock him. During his first few weeks, Hunter worked hard to adjust his very strict scout-trained brain to a High School setting.

One time in particular he'd saluted the Construction Magic professor after turning in his homework, and to his horror, the entire classroom -- including the professor burst out laughing. In fact, they all laughed so hard that a few class projects began to break apart, crashing

Hunter had slunk out of class, covered in dust and rubble to meet Willow and the others in the cafeteria. Here, he was soothed with many stories about Gus, Luz, Willow, and yes -- even Amity's own past classroom mishaps.

"Ya see?" Willow wrapped her pinky around his. "We've all been there."

When he'd finally relaxed enough, he leaned into Willow's shoulder and the two split a Crispy Chicken ala Vodka Sauce sandwich that Hunter had made earlier that morning. But his spine snapped right up at the sound of the bully's voice.

"Oh! Hello half-a-witch!" Boscha sang, "I heard your freak boyfriend is off to a rocky start to his school year! How appropriate since he crawled out of actual dirt and rocks like an insect."

Hunter fought his darkest instincts to fight Boscha right there. Since the moment he'd stepped into the advanced potions class beat her out for top student, Boscha had been constantly pointing out that he was a grimwalker and thus implied that Hunter was not worthy of being treated like a regular student. Really, he was used to it.

But when Boscha called Willow that terrible moniker? The one Willow had called herself in the cave when her magic had gone haywire in a desperate attempt to be everything for everyone (and no one for herself)?

Hunter balled his fists close to his chest.

He began to glow.

And then?

Willow grabbed his hands. Slowly, unfolding his fists she dropped a floral shaped piece of paper right into the middle of his palm.

Slowly, Hunter unfolded each petal as gently as a kitten.

In the middle was a note.

Two words.

You're cute

A squeak escaped his throat. Next to him, Willow was smiling softly.

Now there were three new words.

I like you.

And then? Six more words.

You've got something on your face.

"W-what is it?" He gasped. "More dirt? Sauce from the sandwich?"

Blushing, Willow reached forward and laid a palm on either of Hunter's scared cheeks.

She was blushing. Hunter felt his heart rumble as he looked down one more time at the note.

The words had changed again. This time it read.

My lips!

And without any more warning she kissed him! In front of everyone in the cafeteria, Willow laid a soft warm kiss on Hunter's lips.

"Ooooooooooooooooooo!" Sang Luz and Gus and Amity and Skara and Viney and Matt Tholomule, Jerbo, Cat, Amelia, Bo, Mary...

"DOES LITERALLY EVERYONE HAVE LUNCH AT THE SAME TIME AS US?" Hunter shrieked.

Then he stopped. Everyone was smiling. Willow was smiling.

And then they all fell apart into peels of light gentle warm laughter.

And Hunter? In spite of himself he felt his eyes and mouth turn up as he also began to laugh.

Arching a brow, he grabbed a piece of paper and a quill and scribbled furiously in the middle before folding it into three parts and sliding it over to Willow.

"Oh? For me?" Coyly, the plant witch batted her eyes and began to unfold the note.

Fold one. Three words.

You are beautiful.

Willow blushed.

Fold two. Four words.

I like you too!

Her green eyes lit up, and her cheeks dusted red.

Fold three. Eight words.

Now you've got something on your face, Captain!

And Hunter lunged forward delivering the loudest, wettest raspberry ever across one of Willow's perfect apple round cheeks and then the other.

"YOU GOOF!" She laughed, which made Hunter laugh too -- and then all of their friends, as the memory of Boscha's bullying became nothing but a passing shadow.

[witchesandbirds]

"Greetings Sir."

He holds his quill in his right hand as he holds some kind of journal in his left.

He looked to the person right in front of him.

While some features felt familiar to him, some things were quite off and different.

"I have been informed by my sons friend, Luz, about the existence of different universes. It peaked my interest so I wanted to conduct a study on how different each universe is."

He explained calmly as his eyes now looked down to his opened journal.

"If you got time to answer some questions and explain how your world differentiate from mine, it would be greatly appreciated."

Caleb looked up, blinking tiredly as though he'd been in a trance. His eyes were mismatched— one was brown, and the other held a dull grayness to it, with a deep scar all the way across it. His pupil in that eye was also quite faded, nearly invisible. Another scar circled around much of his neck like a collar, and by the color alone it was clear this scar was in fact from a burn, along with the one on his forearm, but the gash on his chest.. soaking with phantom blood, couldn't be so.

If you looked at him closely, you might notice an odd gauntness to his features. A sharp jaw and very pronounced cheekbones, bags beneath his eyes; over all he just looked exhausted and worn, and the forlorn expression he currently wore did nothing to help the matter.

"You're not the first I've met," he said softly, hardly moving the air around him. "And yet each one of you continues to surprise me. All so different. I've got to hand it to ye, though. I don't know how ya keep findin' me. There's nothing special about me either. I'm just here, festering.. thinkin'.. forgettin'.."

There was an odd little chitter that sounded distant, but seeing how Caleb tried to console the noise, it couldn't have been closer. He put a hand to his chest, humming a soft apology.

"Go to sleep, darling," he told the voice.

"I'll answer questions, though. I like the company. We get terribly bored when we're in here all alone. First, tell me about your world. I know nothin' about it aside from the fact that apparently ye have a son which is... not at all like the Philip here."

[throuple-tournament]

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I don't know when I'm going to have the first polls ready as I'm going to be getting busier from this week onwards but I'll let you guys know.

Match Ups Under Keep Reading

Group 1

Marco/Star/Tom vs Marco/Janna/Jackie from Star vs the Forces of Evil

Adaine/Fig/Ayda vs Em/Sofia/Dale from Dimension 20

Kala/Wolfgang/Rajan vs Lito/Hernando/Daniela from Sense 8

Willow/Luz/Amity vs Willow/Hunter/Gus from The Owl House

Raz/Lilli/Dogen vs Ford/Lucretia/Otto from Psychonauts

Finn/Rey/Poe vs Rex/Anakin/Padme from Star Wars

Makoto/Sayaka/Kyoko vs Hajime/Nagito/Chiaki from Danganronpa

Ryunosuke/Barok/Kazuma vs Clay/Apollo/Klavier from The Great Ace Attorney

Jason/Roy/Koriand'r vs Dick/Barbara/Koriand'r from DC Comics

Marius/Ivy/Raphaella vs Orpheus/Narcissus/Eurydice from The Mechanisms

Group 2

Selina/Harley/Ivy vs Tim/Bernard/Kon from DC

Sam/Tucker/Danny vs Vlad/Jack/Maddie from Danny Phantom

Rose/Lissa/Natalie from Vampire Academy vs Bonnie/Caroline/Elena from Vampire Diaries

Jay/Nya/Cole from Ninjago vs Red Son/Mei/MK from Lego Monkie Kid

Rilla/Arum/Damien from Penumbra Podcast vs Howard/James/Cel from Rusty Quill Gaming Podcast

Haru/Legosi/Louis from Beastars vs Ranpo/Poe/Mushitarou from Bungou Stray Dogs

Adrien/Marinette/Kagami from Miraculous Ladybug vs Anne/Marcy/Sasha from Amphibia

Ichika/Nene/Kanade vs Rui/Mafuyu/Tsukasa from Project SEKAI

Parker/Hardison/Elliot from Leverage vs Neal/Peter/Elizabeth from White Collar

Yamato/Ace/Deuce from One Piece vs Arthur/Lancelot/Guinevere from Arthurian Legend

Group 3

Ichigo/Minto/Retasu from Tokyo Mew Mew vs Hikaru/Lala/Yuni from Star Twinkle Precure

Kyle/Rogelio/Lonnie from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power vs Pearl/Rose/Greg from Steven Universe

Rapunzel/Eugene/Cassandra from Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure vs Zuko/Sokka/Suki from Avatar: The Last Airbender

The Doctor/Rose/Jack from Doctor Who vs James/Bones/Spock from Star Trek TOS

Nancy/Steve/Jonathan from Stranger Things vs Merlin/Gwen/Arthur from Merlin (2008)

Rachel/Chloe/Max from Life is Strange vs Thanatos/Zagreus/Megaera from Hades

Vincent/Victor/Albert from Vincent: The Secret of Myers vs Rinne/Himeru/Niki from Ensmeble Stars!

Jack/Kirtash/Victoria from Idhun's Memories Series vs Qibli/Winter/Moonwatcher from Wings of Fire Series

Ludivine/Rielle/Audric from The Empirium Trilogy vs Vlad/Nathan/Ursula from Hunger Pangs:True Love Bites

King Kelp/Lord Cabbage/Bagel from Cucumber Quest vs Camilla/Nyra/Dendro from Muted

Group 4

Neptune/Uranus/Pluto from Sailor Moon vs Aira/Rizumu/Mion from Pretty Rhythm

Mickey/Goofy/Donald from Disney vs Pepe/Sylvester/Penelope from Looney Tunes

Draculaura/Clawdeen/Frankie from Monster High vs Ruby/Weiss/Penny from RWBY

Nathan/Annalise/Gabriel from The Bastard Son & The Devil Himself vs Quentin/Eliot/Arielle from The Magicians

Leon/Claire/Ada from Resident Evil vs Jaskier/Yennefer/Geralt from The Witcher

Abigail/Sam/Sebastian from Stardew Valley vs Candy/Sapphire/Zack from My Sims

Sweet/Capn/K_K from Deltarune vs Shiver/Frye/Big Man from Splatoon

Chris/Millie/Conrad from Chronicles of Chrestomanci vs Sadie/Walt/Anubis from The Kane Chronicles

Rah'oxah/Legzi/Ryjnah from Drawga: Dungeons and Drawings vs Grendan/York/Rose from Drawtectives

Jean/Scott/Logan from Marvel Comics vs Wu/Li/Gao from Iron Widow

Group 5

Yuji/Megumi/Nobara from Jujutsu Kaisen vs Misa/Light/L from Deathnote

Lucy/George/Anthony from Lockwood & Co vs Louis/Lestat/Armand from Interview With A Vampire

Chel/Tulio/Miguel from The Road to El Dorado vs Manolo/Maria/Joaquin from The Book of Life

Henry/Charles/Ellie from Henry Stickmin Collection vs Steve/Alex/Herobrine from Minecraft

Soldier/Demoman/Zhanna from TF2 vs Susie/Magolor/Taranza from Kirby

Morgana/Launchpad/Drake from Darkwing Duck vs Yoo/Han/Kim from Omniscient Readers Viewpoint

Isabela/Merril/Hawke from Dragon Age 2 vs Dorian/Orym/Fearne from Critical Role Campaign 3

Vivi/Arthur/Lewis from Mystery Skulls Animated vs Aizo/Yujiro/Hiyori from Honeyworks

June/Dave/Karkat from Homestuck vs Trevor/Sypha/Alucard from Castlevania

Elizabeth/Jack/Will from Pirates of the Carribean vs Cyrano/Christian/Roxanne from Cyrano (2021)

[enchantedchocolatebars]

Kidnapping Luzura (A short fanfic request for Elsewhere and Elsewhen anon. Based on these pieces here and here that they wrote.)

"Found you~" Philip cooed triumphantly in a sing-song voice, holding the round object he had been looking for in his grasp.

As he views his reflection in it, the object is revealed to be a mirror with a crescent moon drawn on it.

The Collector's disc.

He had finally found it.

Philip proceeds to place it into his satchel, a satisfied look on his face.

He was so close to was completing his very important mission, and it was all thanks to that gullible witch.

Speaking of her, Philip gazed in her direction and saw her and Luzura running for their lives from the rampaging Stonesleeper.

The two try their best to evade it.

A look of genuine concern crossed his face as he watched them.

'That poor human girl...' he thought to himself as he dug a hand into his satchel and retrieved his journal and quill pen.

After opening his book, Philip began flipping through it until he found a new page.

Using his pen, he starts drawing a plant glyph diligently on the paper.

After completion, he activates it in Luz's direction.

"Aaa!" Luz screams in fear as vines loop around her figure, pulling her over to Philip.

This causes Lilith to gasp with widening eyes.

"Luz!" The witch cried out to her niece, her right hand reaching foward.

Philip placed his journal back in his satchel and kneeled down to activate the teleportation glyph as Luz sat next to him, entwined in the vines.

She grunted, desperately trying to escape her imprisonment.

"Say goodbye to Aunt Dirtrude, Luzura," Philip hummed darkly to her, pressing the glyph.

Luz's eyes widen as she turned her body towards Lilith.

"Lili-"

Before she could finish, she and Philip were transported back to the cave they started in.

...

Luz opened her shut eyes. "Huh?"

She blinked as the teleportation flash faded away, and saw that she and Philip were no longer in the same cavern where Lilith and the Stonesleeper were.

Still wrapped in the vines, she turned to glare at Philip as he stood. "What was that for?!"

Philip began to brush the dirt off of his blue coat.

"I was expecting another human to express gratitude towards me for rescuing them from a witch," He huffed.

"Human?" Luz gasped. "Wait a minute! How'd you know I was human? I never told you that."

"You had saved me from those thickheaded demons who were attempting to destroy my journal. You wouldn't have done that if you were a witch," He explained, looking down at her.

A playful smirk started to spread on his lips. "Also, you're a terrible liar," He hummed with a chuckle.

Luz gasped once more.

"Hey, you take that back!" She demanded. "And take me back to my cool aunt Dirtrude! I need to save her!"

Poor Lilith was probably still being hunted down by that Stonesleeper, she thought.

Philip shook his head. "I think not." His tone returned to its cold and calm state as he continued. "It's quite clear to me that the witch you believed to be your aunt was corrupting you. Someone I know experienced something similar..."

Used to know.

He was long gone.

Philip proceeded to pick up Luz and tuck her under his arm like a log of Palistrom wood, the hip opposite to the one in his satchel.

"Come along. It's important that we get back to my camp before sunset, and I have to write down a daring discovery and rescue in my journal."

Philip began heading towards the entrance of the cave.

"Take me back! Take me back!" Luz ordered with a bark, attempting to break free from the vines once more in order to retrieve a glyph and escape.

Her enragement was further fueled by Philip's lack of response.

"YOU BIG BEARDED BRITISH JERK! I HOPE YOU GO BALD! I HOPE YOU GET SMASHED INTO A WALL SOMEDAY! LET ME GO RIGHT NOW!"

I'm afraid I can't do that, Luzura," he insisted calmly.

Luz continued to insult him as he sighed.

What made her want to return to that witch so badly?

He sighed a second time.

She was just like Caleb.

[biwetch-hunter-general]

"Greetings young lad."

He holds his quill in his right hand as he holds some kind of journal in his left.

He looked to the person right in front of him.

While some features felt familiar to him, some things were quite off and different.

"I have been informed by my sons friend, Luz, about the existence of different universes. It peaked my interest so I wanted to conduct a study on how different each universe is."

He explained calmly as his eyes now looked down to his opened journal.

"If you got time to answer some questions and explain how your world differentiates from mine, it would be greatly appreciated."

*The teen slowly gives out a wide shit eating grin. * Look at who we have here. Mr. ButterTwink, long time no see! *Philip spreads his hands to the sides, slowly walking up to the Alchemist as if he was the villain who got the protagonist in his trap.*

Since i am so nice, of course i am going to answer your stupid questions. With all seriousness and honesty. *It is unclear how many layers of fat sarcasm and meta-irony there is to Philip's statement. But he definitely wants to have fun with this conversation.*

[acesentialsketches]

In preparation for Anthrocon, I put together a bunch of character sheets for my OCs! Even got ticks on them to show if it's alright to draw TF or NSFW art of each of them! Got them printed and laminated during the con and they were immensely useful for both giving references AND showing off my characters. A bunch of people were likewise inspired to do the same for their characters ^^

The vast majority of the artwork on these sheets are my own, but for the ones that aren't, I'll add credit right below!

Top Left sepia-toned Eris: Andy Price (commissioned in 2019)

Bottom Right Mirage: JadedJynx (original designer of the character for Ponycon 2017)

Right Ebony the Hare: @jorrated

Left most Tyra: Watsup

Center most Tyra: SepiSnake

[grigori77]

Critical Role, Campaign 3 Episode 99

O.O Where will this go? What's gonna happen? Everything's up in the air and it's SCARY ...

That's not Sam! It's an undertudy ... "Marsha"? Okay, then ... ah, there he is. The popsicle ... oh boy ... XD Marish: "So ... Sam is just lazy now?" Sam: "I sure am." LOL ... yeah ...

A three part story? Huh? Downfall? intriguing ...

So NORMAL BUSINESS resumes in August ... right ... gotcha ... that's ... interesting ...

Travis: "The stand up and walk?" Oooooooh ... AHA!!! Hello, Mr Mulligan! And he's IMMEDIATELY overacting magnificently ... XD

Introductions, then ...

Tengar, the Eternal Palace? Cool ... "the Quill of Infinites"? Hmmmm ... oh, so there ARE no humans here? That's new ...

Aru? And Edun ... hmmmmm ... okay, so here we go then ... Luz? I am getting a little weirded out by the reverb effect ... it is making it a little hard to keep track here ...

Yeah, this is all very trippy and abstract right now ...

So ... is the Orchar of Possibility SUPPOSED to be a proper orchard or is it a metaphor? I'm so confused ...

Oh, so ... did this Edun character just ... DIE?!!! Is that what just happened?

I maintain this is all very odd ... I'm going to have trouble with this if it continues like THIS for the entirety of this story ...

"Doom" is approaching? U-huh ... I'm sorry ... "EDAM"? LIke the cheese? Yeah, that name choice may not go down THAT well in this corner of the world ...

Yeah, I think RUNNING might be the smart move here, whatever this shit is ...

Shosti ... oh, wow, that one almost felt like a proper DEATH ...

Brennan: "Welcome to the real ..." and a dex roll for the group? Interesting ...

Yup, now they're becoming corporeal beings, then ...

Oh wow ... saved by a hug? Trippy ...

"It's here." WHAT'S here? I don't know what's going on!

Does that mean Edam's becoming a kind of navigator for this sort-of ship? They're guiding them through this ... chaos?

Wait ... so this is like some kind of genuine act of cosmic creation? And they're multiversal beings compacting into one finite possibility of all their potentials ... this is STILL fucking trippy ...

Ooooh ... existential dread! Way to go, Laura ...

Brennan: "A different time and a different place ..." Wait .. WHAT?!!!

NOW what's happening?

Sometime after the Age of Arcanum ... oh, so this is still sort of set DURING the Calamity, then? Okay ... Hawk's Hill sounds ... quaint, really ... or it's starting to sound more like a refugee's boondocks, now ...

Trist, then ... she sounds nice, really ... pleasant, I like her already.

Gilly? AWWWWWWWWW ... he's a good boy, clearly ...

So they're a whole family, then ... okay ... oh yeah, clearly Trist has got her hands full ... Amaris? Oh, he's a firbolg? Cool ...

Ah, so Ayden's like a cleric, then? Okay ... or perhaps more of a novice, since he's only 15 ...

Also, he's clearly a bad influence ... XD

Yeah, a long term couple still very much in love is always so heartwarming to me ...

So ... Emhira's like ... the companion of Purvaan Sol, then? She seems like a gentle soul, I don't understand why he could EVER leave her ...

Wow ... so he's still got that wolf, then ... yeah ... it's still unnerving ...

Tal's playing a female elf? Cool ... this should be interesting, then ... Asha ... okay, she's clearly fallen on hard times ... did she live directly through the Calamity itself, then?

Her friends are an interesting bunch ... oh, she can TALK into their heads? ALSO interesting ...

Ah, so she knows Purvaan? Okay, then ... things are starting to come a little clearer ...

A skyship? Cool ...

A herald? Okay ... an aeormaton? COOL. Oh, so he's, like, some kind of bureaucrat? Okay, maybe a bit LESS cool then, I guess ...

Ah, so THAT'S what happens when the DM needs to pee ...

Investigation check? Roll well, Laura ... "a place of hunters" ... hmmmm ...

A medicine check? Nick rolls and 1 and a 2 ... ouch ... not a great start, lad ...

So they're sick? That's not good ... oh, okay, Ayden's gonna do his cleric thing, then. Lesser Restoration? Cool ... whoa ... that DIDN'T work? He just ... died? Hmmmm ... oh, this is ... heartbreaking ...

Ah, so the group is starting to coalesce, it would seem ... okay then ...

SILAHA? So THAT'S what the aeormaton's called, then ...

The crate gives them a "funny feeling"? Hmmm ...

Insight check!

Oh, trouble? MIssing patrols? Interesting ...

Wait ... Ameris isn't going with her?

Is Ayden going to try and FLIRT with SILAHA to get some food for the beggars? And a spare tent? That's sweet. Create Food & Water? Wow ... "A tent is far easier to spare than food." Oh yeah, this kid's definitely one of the GOOD ONES.

Oh, I think I'm starting to understand their relationship a little now ... and I love the "darling" ... XD

Wow ... Topher just made that big shady crook's day ... LOL

Heartbreaking goodbyes, then ... oh, so SHE'S the one parting from her family? Trist is very sweet with her kids, too ... yeah, we're gonna FEEL this absence, clearly ...

"Two days"? Gods ... you can only hope ...

Oh, so Asha's parting from her friends too, then?

Now I like that ... Emhira charges Purvan to watch over Trist's family, and her childredn in particular ... nice ...

Aha ... so Aeor has, like, COMPLETELY turned against the Gods because of the Calamity, then ... that's unsettling ...

Yeah, Ayden's clearly a cleric, so this won't be sitting well with him at all ...

Now THAT'S a powerful final image for her ... more heartbreak, then ...

SCENE CHANGE!!! What now, then?

Gathering around the crate ... all right, what's this all about, then?

Oh, so it was a smuggler's trick? Interesting ... so who's THIS final member?

A stone encased in ice? Huh?

Oh, this is turning into something very creepy indeed ... the Emissary? What even IS THIS THING?

FUCK this thing is TALL.

Yeah, Asha is a MOODY bitch. LITERALLY.

SILAHA: "It's supposed to be apples!"

Well that sounds PROFOUNDLY unpleasant ... Latimus Princepts? Lovely ...

The Emissary: "Dark." SILAHA: "Yes, it's very dark darling, but just stay inside."

Warships? Really? This just got interesting ...

I'm sorry ... these engines are literally being powered by MURDERING DEMONS DOWN TO THEIR ESSENCE?!!! That's just CHARMING ...

Wait ... Asha's ACTUALLY a wolf? That's really cool. And kind of adorable, in a goth kind of way ... :3 And VERY Taliesin, too.

Dispel Magic? Really? Oh, this is an interesting and novel use for this particular spell ...

Zone of Truth? Crap ... group Charisma save! Balls ... Paladin Aura ... ah, so Ayden's a PALADIN, then. Okay. Nice trait, though ... +5s all round, then ... yeah, a bunch of apples has no need for lies anyway ...

Suggestion? Ballsy ...you better make this GOOD, Laura ... 17! Sweet ...

Asha's thinking about just EATING the problem. Okay ... O.O

Brennan: "On a 25, a wild goose chase erupts on the Venatoria." XD

Aeor? Awesome ... so it's still an impressive sight, then ...

Break time, then ...

The Ars Ward?

Yeah, that is A LOT of aeormatons ...

Wow ... enslaved demons walking about in the open? That is kind of unpleasant now I think about it ...

Honestly, overall there seems to be something deeply WRONG about this place, to me.

Ah, SILAHA, you silver-tongued devil you ...

Asha: "This place is beautiful as only an obscenity can be."

Mage Hand? Ooooh ... some mischief, then?

"This man will be dead before sunrise"? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!!!

The Opus Ward?

So technically this place is the wrong side of the tracks, Aeor-wise ...

A ruined, dephiled temple? Interesting ... which deity?

The Archmage Arcadia Cerenvetorix ... yeah, she's FASCINATING already ... oh, and she's VERY friendly with Ayden ...

Aha, nice magical camouflage. The Emissary IS very STRIKING, after all ...

The Emissary: "LIttle lies are okay?" Trist: "Sometimes."

Yeah, typical raven behaviour ...

Thin golden chains ... holding the scales of justice? Ooooh ...

Brennan :"This is a place where they tried to kill a story. It's a very frightened thing to do."

A priest of the Dawnfather? Blimey ...

Well this is a very ... disconcerting group ...

A weapon? The Factorum Malice ... yeah, sounds about right. Yup, as we thought, a godslayer ...

Father Milo Cowst ... Tichar, Umleta and Zaharzht ...

A TRAITOR? Really? A worshipper of the Dawnfather's turned snitch on them?

Oh, it was an ANGEL?!!! Whoa ...

Aha ... so, now to THE PLAN!!! What to do, then?

Insight check a god? Yeah ... I don't think 17 would quite do it, somehow ... Luck? Okay ... 17 AGAIN?!!! Holy shit ...

The three elements?

The Obtenebrator ... its engine ... the Latinus Princepts ...

The Eravox Protocol ...

Take out the Obtenebrator, open up the defences, bring in reinforcements ... sort of ...

Aha ... split the party, then? NEVER a smart call ...

So it's OFFICIAL, then. They're planning on DESTROYING the city. THIS is what happened ...

Well, that's all a bit ... Hellraiser ...

Oh, okay ... NOW that opening makes some twisted sense ... Brennan you sneaky bastard ...

Aha ... dissent among the ranks?

Does he never tell the truth or ALWAYS tell the truth? Bloody hell, man ...

32 insight? Fucking hell, Ashley ...

Arcadia: "I've put a lot of work into this mind, and I'll thank you not to touch it."

"Two bats, one stone." Um ... yeah ...

Mask of Many Faces! Sweet ...

"The Subtlety Brigade" ... XD

Zaharzht: "I can heal." Sure you can ... O.O

Rary's Telepathic Bond? Nice ...

The temple's Icons have been restored? SWEET!!!

Ayden casts Death Ward on the Emissary. Yup.

So that's it, then. Game time. And OF COURSE that's where Brennan calls it a night ...

Thank fuck I finally got a handle on what was going on ... that whole opening was VERY confusing ...

[latenightswithdoom]

Characters

(Organized Alphabetically for ease of use. If a character does not appear they either A. Haven’t been added yet and you can send an ask if they will be added as an accepted character, or B. Are not an accepted character.)

Avatar: Aang, Asami, Azula, Katara, Korra, Sokka, Mei, Tonraq, Toph, Zuko

Ben Ten: Ben, Gwen, Kevin

Beastars: Haru, Jack, Juno, Legoshi, Louis

DC: Barbra Gordon, Barry Allen, Beast Boy, Blackfire, Bruce Wayne, Cassandra Cain, Clark Kent, Clara Kent, Cyborg, Damian Wayne, Diana Prince, Dick Grayson, Hal Jordan, Harleen Quinzel, Harvey Dent, Jessica Cruz, Johnathan Kent, John Stewart, Lady Shiva, Pamala Isley, Power Girl, Raven, Selena Kyle, Sierra Hall, Starfire, Stephane Brown, Talia Al Ghul, Tim Drake, Wally West

Disney: Anna, Ariel, Aurora, Belle, Cinderella, Elsa, Gaston, Honeymarren, Jasmine, Moana, Mulan, Pocahontas, Rapunzel, Tiana

Edgerunners: David, Lucy, Rebbeca

Gravity Falls: Dipper, Mabel, Pacifica, Wendy

Helltaker: Asmodeus, Azazel, Beelzebub, Helltaker, Judgement, Justice, Loremaster, Lucifer

Helluva/Hazbin: Adam, Angel Dust, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Blitzø, Charlie, Chaz, Husker, Lilith, Loona, Lucifer, Lute, Mille, Moxxie, Octavia, Stella, Striker, Vaggie, Velvette, Verosika, Vortex, Vox

Incredibles: Bob, Dash, Helen, Tony, Violet

Invincible: Amber, Anissa, Debbie, Eve, Immortal, Kate, Mark, Nolan, Rex

Kim Possible: Ann, Bonnie, Jim, Kim, Monique, Ron, Tim

Legend of Zelda: Ganon, Link, Zelda

Mario: Bowser, Daisy, Peach, Rosalina

Marvel: Ben Grimm, Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Drax, Felica Hardy, Gamora, Gwen Stacy, Harry Osborn, Jean Grey, Jennifer Walters, Jessica Drew, Johnny Storm, Jubilee, Logan, Mary Jane Watson, Miguel O’Hara, Miles Morales, Mystique, Natasha Romanov, Nebula, Peni Parker, Pepper Potts, Peter Parker, Peter Quill, Reed Richards, Rio Morales, Scott Summers, Steve Rogers, Susan Storm, Thor, Tony Stark

Miraculous: Alya, Adrien, Chloe, Marionette

Miss Kobyashi’s Dragon Maid: Elma, Kobyashi, Lucoa, Tohru

Murder Drones: J, N, Tessa, Uzi, V

Overwatch: Ana, Ashe, Brigette, Cassidy, Doomfist, DVA, Echo, Emily, Hanzo, Genji, Kiriko, Mei, Mercy, Moira, Pharah, Ramattra, Reaper, Reinhardt, Roadhog, Solder 76, Tracer, Widowmaker, Zarya

Owl House: Amity, Camila, Eda, Edric, Emira Hunter, Luz, Willow, Vee

RWBY: Adam, Alyx, Blake, Bleiss, Cardin, Ciel, Cinder, Coco, Dove, Emerald, Flynt, Fox, Ghira, Glynda, Goth Nora, Hazel, Ilia, Ivori, Jacques, Jaune, Jessica, Junior, Kali, Kobalt, Leo, Lewis, Lil Miss Malachite, May Marigold, May Zedong, Mercury, Neo, Neon, Neptune, Nolan, Nora, Oscar, Ozpin, Penny, Port, Pyrrha, Qrow, Raven, Ren, Roman, Roy, Ruby, Russel, Sage, Salem, Saphron, Scarlet, Summer, Sun, Tai, Theodore, Velvet, Weiss, Whitley, Willow, Winter, Yang, Yatsu

Scooby-Doo: Daphne, Fred, Scooby, Velma

She-Ra: Adora, Catra, Glitter

Sonic: Amy, Knuckles, Shadow, Sonic, Tails

Spy x Family: Lloyd, Yor

Star Wars: Ahsoka, Anakin Skywalker, Asaji Ventress, Ben Solo, Bo-Katan, Cal Kestis, Han Solo, Leia Organa, Luke Skywalker, Obi Wan Kenobi, Padame Amadala, Sabine Wren, Shami Skywalker

TCOAAL: Andrew Graves, Ashley Graves, Julia, Renee Graves

Zootopia: Bellweather, Bogo, Bonnie, Fennec, Judy, Lionheart, Nick

[theemperorsnewestgroove]

"Greetings Sir."

He holds his quill in his right hand as he holds some kind of journal in his left.

He looked to the person right in front of him.

While some features felt familiar to him, some things were quite off and different.

"I have been informed by my sons friend, Luz, about the existence of different universes. It peaked my interest so I wanted to conduct a study on how different each universe is."

He explained calmly as his eyes now looked down to his opened journal.

"If you got time to answer some questions and explain how your world differentiates from mine, it would be greatly appreciated."

He looks the person up and down, noticing their similarities and their differences.

"I suppose I cannot fault the pursuit of knowledge." Soleb shrugged.

Waving a hand, he smiled. "Ask away, friend."