#ok I feel better now that I have lore dumped

[biromantic-barbie]

Did you know?

There were a boatload of easter eggs compressed into that closing segment during the season finale of "Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man", but I'd thought to highlight a particularly interesting one.

The startup company Harry Osborn creates is Worldwide Engineering Brigade or W.E.B. for short. Sound familiar yet? As you can see in my edit above, that's the same company housing the Spider-Man attraction at the Avengers Campus (Disney's California Adventure and Walt Disney Studios Park).

It's obviously not the same timeline, since automatically this isn't Tom Holland's Peter Parker, and the Avengers Campus kind of runs outside 616's canon to correspond the theme park element. But as a Disney Parks fan, I would love to see more tie-ins with WEB in season 2 of "YFNSM"!

Bonus: Harry sent emails to former Oscorp colleagues to invite them to join W.E.B. One who'd accepted is a Wakandan girl named Asha. Well, in the WEB Slingers: A Spider-Man Adventure ride, the "slinger" vehicles have been crafted with vibranium. If the series honors any of the attraction's blueprints, we could see Asha engineering this project soon.

[anxiouspotionofgloom]

Scarian fics rec!

Ok so, here's me dumping all the Scarian fics I love and find underrated (under 1k kudos, please go give them some love if you see this 🥺)

No particular order except for number one, because this is my favourite fic ever and I think of it almost every day it is so criminally underrated and may or may not be the reason I created this list...

Sorry for the ping authors, I've been told most people would like to be pinged on those if I included their fics, so here we go I guess!

as above, so below by @birrdies

Hermit’s Hollow was a quiet town where you learned to ignore whisperings of nonsense and the dull, persistent feeling of being watched before you learned to ride a bike. To call it pedestrian would be a great disservice to all the terrible oddities occupying it— folks and legends alike. Not that Grian believed any of them, of course. Or; There's something wrong in Hermit's Hollow. There's something wrong with Grian. Neither of these are a surprise to him.

I'm begging you to give it a chance, it has legit rewritten my brain chemistry, the scarian dynamic is so perfect in here, the plot so fleshed out and it reaches, dear lord it reaches inside your chest and twist. I cried. I laughed. I smiled so hard it felt like it was carving itself on my face. My favourite Scarian fic forever probably.

2. they say my star is a little lonely (so how about staying a little longer?) by Lappisu (I don't know if they have Tumblr please lmk if they do ;-;)

Forgive Grian for not keeping track of the time. Centuries and seconds all feel the same when it's been so long since anything has happened on the little planet Grian calls home—until a being that calls himself Scar lands. He's too loud, and too bright, and too much of everything. Unfortunately, Scar is the single most interesting thing Grian has laid eyes upon in a long time. Forgive Grian for wanting more. or: Grian and Scar, strangers in space, and then some.

This fic is so so good, I am so intrigued by the concept and the lore behind it all, I am genuinely reading it for scarian but also for the world surrounding them, and thinking of Grian, alone on his little planet, it Gets to me. And the ending moment!! I was literally kicking my feet twirling my hair, I'm very weak to 'I'll kill them all' moments thank you <3

3. counting steps by @ilexdiapason and @greyquills

“Well - if nothing's broken, you didn't chip any teeth or anything, then I guess it's all good, right?" (It is not all good. It has lost everything. It has unbecome itself and now it has nothing, not even the wings on its back, not even the Sight in its core.) "Yes." Or: in which Grian has Fallen, but somebody is there to pick him up again. And again, and again, and again, every time he cannot find his way.

This fic is 9 kudos away from being out of this list but I'm squeezing it in there because it is SO good. I ate it up the whole way through. Fallen angel is such an interesting trope, and I love what they did with it. It is such an ode to humanity and what makes us us, seeing how Grian slowly creates himself out of all the things he has discovered, the things that Scar has made him discover, it goes very hard. Tears in my eyes perhaps.

4. it feels good to be known so well by @roseandmaple

Somehow, in the chaos that is the apocalypse— former human beings rising from the dead and whatnot— Scar has managed to find his way into the Compound, a makeshift gated community of survivors from all around the world, led by a man they call Grian. By some grace of God (or, more accurately, his own silver tongue) Scar has quickly climbed his way up the ranks, and has found himself in the position of their leader’s right hand man. The unfortunate thing, though, is that Scar’s pretty sure he doesn’t deserve it. Because Scar is still himself— clumsy, forgetful, reckless— but for some reason, Grian hasn’t sent him away yet, hasn’t replaced him with someone better, and a nagging voice in the back of Scar’s mind has one question: why? Or: Scar gets injured, Grian fixes him up, and they finally talk about their feelings.

Very cute fic!! I'm so interested in the relationship Scar and grian seem to have! It balances humour and self-doubt well, coupled with soft scenes that I'm 🥺 about.

5. Moths to a Fluorescent Flame by @entropyhours

Scar's there, standing, a cheeky, ever so slightly bashful grin on her face. It's almost a smirk, her classic slightly off-kilter upturned smile that frequently makes a cosy home on the tanned lines of her face. She makes a door opening gesture with her arms, a silly, dramatic thing that involves far too much motion for the small amount it realistically communicates. Can I come out? I'll leave you alone if you really want. Grian doesn't know what she really wants. In there it's warmth and joy and noise and people and the fear that all this is transient and bound to crumble in her careless hands. Out here it's cold and lonely and unchanging stillness and safety. Devil you know better than the devil you don't. Moth burning up in the neon radiation it trusts more than anything else. Icarus inside, Icarus outside. (in which a substantial New Year's kiss is shared at midnight, but feelings are best left unspoken)

It is MY rec list and I get to decide which fics go on here which is why I'm nominating my friend!!!!!!! It is such an amazing yuri fic (we need more of those in the world) The way scarian are so soft at each others in here, they have this understanding of each other, the things left unsaid and the things that are indeed said, it's all so lovely!!

6. The Love of a Killer by Anonymous

It has been 3 years since Detective Grian caught and apprehended the ‘Goodtimes Killer’, almost dying in the process. When the serial killer escapes prison, Grian is once again thrown back into a game of cat and mouse to catch him. Only this time, the killer has a new obsession with the detective that may prove detrimental to the case and his life.

Obsessed with this one. It's darker than the other fics but my god. MY GOD. This got me to rewatch hannibal for the fourth time and start a fifth. It is just so amazing, from the cat and mouse relationship between Scar and Grian (where they both try in turn to be the cat) to the plot besides the 'romance' that is so intriguing to me, it goes way beyond being a simple chase of a murderer, truly i'm amazed and oh so patiently waiting for a new update!

7. Splinters by orangeghosts

When Grian has trouble with a build, his solution is to just work harder. Unfortunately, this can lead to him neglecting pesky things like basic self care, including the preening of his wings. Enter Scar, who agrees to lend a hand with the terraforming on Grian's base - if he agrees to clean his wings first. And to stop him from sneaking off and working instead, Scar insists on watching him the whole time. This puts Grian, master of deflection and ignoring his feelings, in a rather tricky situation.

Honestly anything by this author is amazing, they've got a way with words that i find so magnificient, and it comes out so beautifully when coupled with their great characterisations. Honestly i'm weak to preening fic anyway, this is so soft and in love and if you've been yearning for them gay love, I would suggest you give it a try!!

8. A Certain Je Ne Sais What by @good-chimes

Literally any one of Grian’s friends would be a better soulmate than Scar, and Grian is going to prove this scientifically. Grian’s already felt it, a pinprick in his thumb. He’s familiar—he’s so painfully, unforgettably familiar—with the way Scar sees something and is already reaching out to touch it before he’s asked questions like 'what is this' and 'is it bad news' and 'is it going to hurt me, Scar, and by extension the unwilling bystander my physical sensations are now linked to'. Scar just immediately reaches out.

Another author I'm obsessed with. Pure bangers. This particular fic of them is one of my favourite, purely because of how well it gets the personality of Scar and Grian. It's so much them reading it again makes my heart vibrates: these are the men I (metaphorically) fell in love with. It is also frankly hilarious. So very Grian to list everything like that and still cuddle up to Scar. Big seal of approval, love this fic!

9. Graveyard Cinderella (the whole cemetery cryptid au) by @sisyphean-torment

As a necromancer, the last thing Scar expected when he dug up a coffin to raise someone from the dead and con them out of their valuables, was for the resident to already be alive. It only gets more confusing from there. Or, hey what the fuck is up with Grian

This AU is soo funny and I'm fascinated by everyone's deal, author has a way to write everything so naturally and yet we barely get some details about what's happening, which is one of my favourite kind of stories!! Though really, check out anything they've written, it's a gold mine :>

10. do you ever think of me and my two hands? by froggenbie

Grian and Scar drift back to each other throughout every season of the Life series. Except drifting makes it sound like it’s an accident, like it’s not purposeful. Like it’s not love. Like it’s not fate. or: hearts embroidered in clothes, puppy love laughter, three seasons of mountains, and a big fuck you to the universe or or: desert duo’s history throughout the life smp

I really liked this one!! The writing is so emotionnal, almost poetic, and I love this type of stories that explore characters within the bounds of canon (almost!).

11. out of memory and time by @purple-nightfall-writes

Scar looked at him with interest. “You’ve been living here, all by yourself, for five years? I think I’d go crazy." “Well, can’t promise I haven’t,” Grian said, shamefaced. After all, minutes earlier, he’d tapped into ancient magic to scream at a total stranger. Likely not a total stranger, actually… he mused, remembering the matching rings. There was an obvious question they raised. It was much too weighty to ask. “Do you think we knew each other?” he asked instead. “During the months we both lost, I mean.” Scar leaned back, thinking for a moment. “I mean, we must have at least met, right? If I knew your name, and you’ve got a ring I enchanted.” Grian startled slightly. He hadn’t really had time to process the implications of the name, on top of everything else. “You used my real name,” he said quietly. “Not many people even knew that one.” Or: Famed wizard Scar finds himself wandering in an unfamiliar land with no memory of how he got there. Grian, the dutiful Watcher, finds himself staring at a reflection he doesn't quite recognize, haunted by a sense of unease. Together, they must figure out what happened and what connects them to each other.

Another friend :D This fic is so cute and really funny, I promise, once you read it fully the silly gets you ahahahha. Man, Scar and Grian in here are dumb in the best way.

12. Scar's Magical Emporium for Lost Grians by butterfly_wings

Things! It's Scar's Magical Emporium for Lost Things. - Grian (Scar runs a shop for lost objects. Grian is the unfortunate soul who keeps appearing in the store.)

It is SO adorable I immediately fell in love with the premise of this, and it upheld its promise as I read through the story! All in all it's deeply cute, but if you think about the reason behind Grian's appearance there's this bittersweet feeling on your tongue, how Grian is lost and Scar knows it and is so patient with it ahhh <3

13. a little victimless crime by @definitelynotshouting

On a technical level, the rite he’s performing is paltry compared to what he executed all those heady months back– chalk-powder in concentric circles, a matchbook, the potential for flame. Simple. Too simple; any of his old professors (Academy-trained, tried, and true) would have failed him for presenting such a stripped summoning spell. But half the magic lies in intent– with enough bull-headed, scrabbling belief, you can claw anything into a shape of your choosing. Grian had taught him that. One breath. Two. No room for doubt– no room for second chances. Scar strikes the match and, with a deft flick of his hand, tosses it into the chalk-powder.

A bit of a short one but I'm frankly enamoured with the rich universe the author managed to write in so few words. (One of my favourite author too, please check them out!) The way Scar and Grian fit together, the way their softness is contrasted by their fury at the world for wronging them... Amazing. I'd read a hundred more of them.

(The next two fics are '&' (platonic), but I didn't have enough to make two list separately so if you want Grian and Scar in all their forms, you can read those too, they're amazing, but please don't bother authors about it thank you)

14. Interlude From Another Reality: Peacock's-Eye by @sixteenth-days

"My assistant," announced Scar Goodtimes, newly-promoted Head Archivist of the Peacock's-Eye Institute, to nobody in particular except maybe the paused audio recording software on his laptop, or perhaps the small pile of tape recorders his predecessor'd left piled on a shelf in the corner, or arguably the little peacock-feather eye logo that dotted the office as haphazardly as it did the entire Institute, "is weird." (In which Scar is Grian's Archivist, and Grian is Scar's assistant.)

Ok skirting the edges of small fics here, but I really liked this fic!! You don't necessarily need to read the hermitcraft serie to get it, just have some basic knowledge from the podcast, but be aware this fic contains spoilers for the original TMA! Absolutely love how Grian was written here, he's just a funny little guy, and all the possessive use on words despite him not knowing the source, chef's kiss!!

15. catching signals that sound in the dark by @droidofmay

“Poultry Man, I’m gonna have to ask you to step back,” Scar said, and Grian went still. “Or, y’know, I guess I’m telling you? Definitely telling you, this is an order– step away from the Voidsong. Remove your digits from his person now, please, or I am going to have to explode you and explain that to Pearl and she will never give me extra concert tickets ever again.” Scar had his bow drawn, an arrow pointed in Grian’s direction. He was close enough that it would tear through Grian’s host body like paper, though the explosives in Scar’s quiver would’ve been more effective, and he was tense around the eyes, a wobbling downturn to his mouth. His voice had trembled, emotion leaking through like before he’d gone professional. Grian knew how those feelings tasted from the inside. He knew those hands, that vascular system, how Scar’s smooth voice felt as it vibrated out of his throat, as his tongue shaped the words– and that was what drew him back from Voidsong, even if it really would’ve been wiser to keep himself intertwined, because he knew that terror, too. Incredibly well. Way too well, as a matter of fact.

I'm thinking of this fic at least once a week. I'm such a fan of complicated relationships, and adding in the mix Grian as some strange symbiote thing? Complicated doesn't even begin to describe the way Grian was wrapped inside Scar's body so deep like a second soul, intertwined in such disturbing manner, I live for that!! The way they know each other so intimately and yet there's so many dark stains on each other's understanding, I'm so unwell it's not even funny. Odaigahara is such an amazing author in general, the words gut you. Like a knife, those sentences cut through your skin to twist your insides, and there's nothing you can do but continue to read.

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Anyways that's it! It was my first time doing a fics rec, I hope it was to everyone's liking!! Please give some love to the authors, as an author myself I know most of us get oh so happy to see a little comment in our inbox or even a kudo!!

You can also contribute by putting your favourite under 1k kudos scarian fic in the tags or reblogs!

Amazing day to all, hope you'll find some fics you haven't heard of before :>

And if you have read them all... well you get the knowledge that you have excellent taste 😌

[zorangezest]

Your OCs took over my life because of your Butcher Vanity video and I think I understand your lore enough to ask a question. Please correct me if I get anything wrong.

So, Roro, a necromancer, runs a boutique/creates clothing and is in some kind of symbiotic relationship with Yin. As a result of their partnership, Yin kind of physically unravels? And, in a comic you posted, Yin kind of looks stitched together?

Necromancy seems like it would require being good with a needle and thread. Creating clothing definitely seems like it would necessitate it. Is Roro so involved with her work that she's like 'To repair Yin, I need this very specific needle and this very specific thread made of this very specific material because my work deserves this much and I have standards'?

GOT SO EXCITED WHEN I SAW THIS LEGIT CACKLING AND RUBBING MY HANDS TOGETHER. TIME TO LORE DUMP ABOUT MY OCS BEWARE THE YAP

First of all—I eat theories about ocs for breakfast lunch and dinner so thank you for the ask! Let’s begin!!

Necromancers in this universe are a little different than how they’re traditionally in media—yes, they can bring back the dead, but they’re VERY BAD AT IT. In fact, that’s not what they’re supposed to be doing with their powers in the first place! Despite all this, their work is widely recognized and legalized!

Roro is a necromancer, but she doesn’t run the boutique—that’s a separate character entirely who’s getting a post to herself soon! The boutique, and its owner, are extremely vital to necromancers, because it’s where they get the bodies made. You are correct that bringing back the dead requires being good with a needle and thread! The process of necromancy itself in this universe is catching a ghost, and sewing a body for it. Who better for the job than the fashionable owner of a boutique?

Ok! Let’s look at the characters!

Roro and Yin are the central characters of the story and they are siblings! Yin has been dead for a long time, and he actually came back from it…really well?? Probably threw a party down at necromancer HQ when he was brought back or something. That being said, he’s very far from perfect, and very far from human, and everywhere he goes people get the intrinsic primal feeling that hey, this guy should be dead! This guy needs to die! Unfortunately for Yin, that means he just can’t seem to stop getting killed by people…well, the closest he can get to being killed, anyway.

As for Roro, she’s been alive for…much longer than she should be! All necromancers are, for spooky lore reasons. She’s had more time to think than anyone who’s ever been alive, and now she’s driven by a lunatic single-minded purpose to do her job, and do it well, and catch as many ghosts as she can! One day she’ll bring her little brother back better, and maybe her parents too, and all her neighbours, and all her friends…if she can even remember their faces.

There’s so many characters in this story and many key locations that i hope to keep fleshing out! I haven’t even gotten to the whole thing with ghosts yet!! This is going to sound extremely corny but to have people interested in this stupid world I’m building is the reason I’m an artist I think. THANK YOU IF YOIVE READ THIS FAR HAHA the yap returns…..

[yuriko-44]

I WANT TO THANK WHOEVER FIRST CAME UP WITH SCRIPTING AND SHIT BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'D BE RIGHT NOW!!!

(I basically lore dump about my main bnha reality in this post- but only about something really specific that kinda touches other things, so yeah-)

Ok- so yesterday I was getting all excited for shifting to my main bnha reality and all, like one does before going to bed and doing their method. At some point I focused more on the future in the postwar, since I still have to script it properly, until something hit me:

We're all gonna die. Plus I'm not only one of the youngest in the LOV, but I also have All For One's quirk, which means I also have that quirk I can't remember the name of that stops aging as long as it's active. So I'm probably going to see them all die.

In the cr, whenever I think about it I feel like absolute shit, so I don't even want to imagine how I'd feel about it in my dr.

SO WHAT IF I SCRIPT THAT WE BECOME IMMORTAL?? And obviously I also script that we're going to be happy about our endless life + we never get tired of it + we always find something to do (and even repeating some things doesn't get boring) + we live peacefully (so people don't bother us- like- in the future they'll know we've existed for a really long time, but they won't constantly be harassing us for whatever reason, they leave us be) + etc.

(actually, if you think about it, me and the LOV being immortal is good for society- if they try anything to make society bad again we WILL kick their fucking asses.)

So while I was brushing my teeth before going to bed yesterday I started thinking about how I'd make this make sense in my dr and how it'd happen. This is what I came up with ("why did you decide to make this post?" because I'm losing my mind, it helps me organise my thoughts and if someone wants to "steal" this for a similar dr then be my guest-):

(main bnha reality lore dump, let's gooo-)

All For One, during the time he temporarily ruled Japan, was able to get his dirty hands on an immortality quirk. This quirk is a one use quirk the effect of which can't be reversed. So he could have became immortal forever.

He never ends up using it for a number of reasons, so I'll still have it after the war.

The first reason why he hasn't used it is because he wanted to keep it in case of emergency, maybe when he was close to death or something similar.

Then the day of his death came. I was 14 and he was fighting All Might somewhere and he got killed.

"Why didn't he use that quirk?"

One thing about the All For One in my dr (I'm pretty sure it's like this in canon as well, but whatever) is that he's a complete narcissist with a god complex. He consistently believes to be better than anyone. So during his fight against All Might he was 100% sure he was going to win. But then he didn't. So he still has the immortality quirk.

The second reason why he hasn't used it is because of his plans for me.

All For One plans years in advance. When he got a hold of five year old me he had different plans. Plan A consisted of using my body as a vessel for Yoichi's vestige, once he got One For All back. This also explains why he made sure I kept living a certain lifestyle and, as a result, ended up looking very similar to Yoichi.

But then he got killed by All Might.

This started plan B, which is the plan he'll stick to until the end. His body was damaged and using the immortality quirk would have been a waste, so now the new plan consists of using my body for HIS vestige. Then he'll use the immortality quirk.

But it'll not work out in his favour.

So the war starts and now he's literally in two places at once: his original body and his vestige in mine.

He'll give me the original All For One through the surgery and he's going to have a copy. But All For One and Daruma won't be able to duplicate the immortality quirk, so the original and only existing one is inside the original All For One quirk, which I have.

(The idea that they won't be able to duplicate it came form the fact that the strange teleportation quirk All For One has is a failed duplication of Kurogiri's quirk, so the failed duplication of the immortality quirk doesn't sound too far fetched.)

During the war his original body will die after he'll rewind himself back in time thanks to the drug made by Overhaul with Eri's DNA, leaving only his vestige inside me.

But he won't use the immortality quirk. Not only does my vestige's presence interfere with the proper use of All For One's quirk, but if he could use the immortality quirk while my vestige still exists it'd become immortal as well. And trust me, he does NOT want to share a body with me, he'd rather fucking die.

Also keep in mind that All For One, in my dr, could EASILY win the war, but he thinks so highly of himself that he's going to underestimate EVERYTHING and EVERYONE and he'll miserably fail.

So All For One's vestige goes down, everyone else survives and this will mark the beginning of a new era.

If you read the intro to this dr then you know the drill: shit changes for the better, the world will be amazing and bla bla bla.

(I don't remember if I wrote this in the intro, but One For All doesn't cease to exist after the war. I'll give it back to Deku, since during the war he passes it to me to get rid of All For One's vestige- and I'll still have All For One's quirk.)

"So how do you and your friends become immortal?"

In the postwar, since I'm now the holder of the original All For One quirk, I'll dedicate quite some time to properly make All For One's quirk my own. But keep in mind that the immortality quirk still goes unused.

(Keep in mind that for my dr I scripted quite some things about how All For One's quirk works and other things like that- I also scripted about vestiges and other peculiar things.)

(Also, in case I'll talk about it in the future [aka I want to yap about it now]: in my dr, the places in which vestiges are found are generically called 'Vestige Realms'. Deku's Vestige Realm, the one within One For All, is called 'Vestige Room' because it's supposed to resemble the room in which Yoichi was trapped in by All For One. My Vestige Realm, the one that formed after the surgery, is called 'Vestige World' because in the middle of it there's my childhood house surrounded by a city and it seemingly goes on forever. All For One's Vestige Realm is either 'Vestige Realm' because it's the first/original one, or 'The Black Hole' because it's literally a black hole. The reason why I decided to give names to all of them is because me and Deku are going to talk about it A LOT- and eventually we're going to tell everyone the truth about everything [so everything about All For One, what's One For All, etc], so this makes it a bit easier.)

The way we ALL become immortal, which shouldn't really be possible, is kind of strange. But I didn't know what else to script and to be honest I don't really give a shit, so fuck it we ball.

It's your typical "oopsie! Kinda lost control of my quirk for a second there, sorry guys!" kind of situation.

The fact that I accidentally activate a quirk within All For One isn't that strange, especially if I haven't trained that quirk much. So me accidentally using the immortality quirk, which cannot be trained and can only be activated once, isn't that far fetched.

The unusual and nonsensical part is the fact that everyone gets the permanent effect.

The best thing I could script is this: remember that quirk All For One used on an unconscious Kurogiri to forcefully activate his quirk? Yeah, it involves that quirk.

All For One used a quirk called Rivet Stab to touch Kurogiri from a distance and then used the other quirk to activate Kurogiri's. And this is basically what will happen.

Rivet Stab, at least in my dr, becomes an extremely versatile quirk when mixed with others stored within All For One's quirk. This makes it a bit of a pain in the ass to properly train.

So after some thinking I figured that Rivet Stab getting out of control and the immortality quirk activating, mixed with the DNA changing nature of All For One's quirk (if I start yapping about how All For One's quirk works in my dr I'll never shut up), is the most likely scenario.

So here you have it! How me and the LOV will become immortal and live an amazing, peaceful life!

I'm gonna be honest. My original plan for shifting was to achieve immortality because I'm terrified of death, so sharing it with my found family in a peaceful environment sounds so fucking good!

But I'll also make a new script for a separate reality, kind of like a waiting room, where it's just our immortal selves. Because fuck death, that's why!

(also it's my brother's birthday and my mum is making a cake. It's literally my dr self's favourite cake. I'm fucking winning.)

[jesterjaxx]

Halloween AU lore dump!!!

❗️WARNING❗️

so much infodumping world buidling and headcannons

DJ- Robot

Originally built to be a robo cop type deal. But when given free will refused to hurt anyone and got scrapped

Was found and repurposed by "Momma" to be a son

Really fuckin loves animals. Nature in general but mostly animals.

They get spooked by him a lot though

Hes kinda sad about this but gets it.

Momma is a scraper/engineer and outfitted him with everything a "good human boy" would need, like touch receptors and an ability to taste

Nothing to be done about majorly changing how he looks tho

The ability to feel is a bit too much sometimes

Sometimes all he can feel is cold

Goes to Duncan to see if he can do something about helping communicate to animals that he is a friend. Ala magic.

Machinery and Magic don't mix well typically, you gotta be crazy specific, which isn't really Duncan's styel

Duncan likes DJ tho, and proceeds to steal some of Harolds spellbooks

Side plot of them being wayyyy to hard for him to read, in both way too high level and shitty handwritten chickenscratch that fucks with his dyslexia, so he has to ask Harold for help

Maybe they learn to better understand eachother idk

Maybe they kill eachother

Harold and Duncan team up 6 dead 9 injured every single person is fucking baffled

Anyways DJ is like iron giant up in this bitch

His Momma is kinda worried that one day he'll learn enough mechanics to fix himself up and wont need her anymore

Tyler - Harpy

Ok the chicken fear makes sense now

He gets the uncanny valley feeling looking at chickens

I would too

He would fly into a window

Can he fly?

Hes like a turkey

Or a seagull

Wait im an idiot hes a chicken

Duh

Eva - Gargoyle

Her carver loved buff women thank god almighty for that

Punches like a brick wall

Living Stone

lion paws for feet

Did you guys know sound resonates the best through solids??

Her music listening experience is legit i just know it

Noah - The Blob/ slime monster

Oh god that poor guy

Hes gonna get slime all over his books

Harold - Witch

He's the type of witch to have seperate waters for different kinds of spells

A pretty dorky Witch, even by witch standards

Wears proper witch PPE (robes and hat)

Has his sheldon Big Bang Theory style shirts on underneath tho

Uses incantations and written spells in magical languages mainly

Uses the starlight, paper, ink, historical artifacts and an assortment of magical ingredients as fuels

Has a large collection of quality spellbooks for references

Not those shitty amazon spellbooks that are just a list of pre written spells, these ones were written by some old hag 80 years ago and through flowery rambleing language tell you how write spells yourself. They go into spell syntax.

Harolds books for writing incantations and spells are spiral notebooks

If he uses smbols will typically craft a custom sygil for it

Uses alot of number magic and latin

Uses his confidence in his skills with writing spells to harness magic

Is better at doing spells for other people, when doing spells for himself he tends to overcomplicate things

Actually went to magic camps and magic summer schools

"I was trained for this!" and it's Mostly true

Can make the most specific fucking spell work for him

I cannot stress he is good at this type of casting.

Duncan's way of doing magic pisses him off. Both are convinced their way is better

Harold to Duncan ->"What the fuck do you mean you increased your strength with a posca marker, bare knuckles and a dream. How are you not dead yet >:[ "

He has a lot of respect for magic itself, Duncan's almost disrespectful way of using magic makes him mad.

Whats worse is that it works.

How Harold casts a spell

Writes down a goal -> outlines different methods to achieve it (incantations, scrolls, potions) -> writes out the spelleork with alot of detail accounting for almost every outcome -> it takes very long -> outwardly or inwardly recites writes spell to activate it -> profit

Alejandro - Siren

(I give up with organization here no more bullet points)

Mermaids and Sirens are almost identical, with few overt physical differences

Sirens will typically have colored iris', 2 finned gills, longer tounges, boned ears and uniformly sharp teeth

Mermaids have colored scalera, 3 smooth gills, finned ears and sharp canines

This isn't a rule, and in modern times there are few families of sirens or mermaids that havent mixed with other monsters at some point

Both species have shape-shifting abilities.

Mermaids have two forms, and can switch between them at will, though the process takes hours and the mermaid will have to stay in either aquatic or land form for a couple weeks before changing again. though this wait time can be speed up with tailsmen, it's can cause health problems.

Siren can shift their features at will, including shifting from aquatic to non aquatic with no wait time, some families of Siren encourage "good breeding" and fostering shifting abilities to the point of shifting bone structure, hair, colors and gender at will. This level of shifting controll is a very desirable trait, and cannot be learned.

Alejandro is one of these few families who try to stay purely Siren

Hes a 100% Siren, but unlike his brothers he lacks any shape-shifting abilities, a flaw that has brought him great shame (this is just a genetic fluke, it's like a birth defect)

but he has both a very powerful ability to enchant his words and natural charisma. Dangerous combo.

Because of the well known knowledge that Sirens can manipulate people with ease, Alejandro semi pretends that he is a Mermaid, using his long hair to obscure his gills

He more just lets people assume hes a Mermaid and does not correct them rather than actually lying

He lies about many things but outright lying about species is a bit much

Siren Speech doesn't work as good if someone's also using magic at the same time or knows what's up about it

It doesn't work that great on Heather, Duncan or Harold point blank, or Lindsay, Beth Trent and Justin if they're shifting or shifted

Good thing hes manipulative on his own!

Beth - Mermaid

Yeah sure why not

I don't know enough about Beth yet i need a moot whose obsessed with her

Ezekiel - Ghost

Lmao hes invisible

Poor dude probably gets looked over all the time

Hes just clothes and a transparent person

Justin - Werewolf

The twilight girls would go crazy over him i know it

Cody - Puppet

Oh poor dude

Itll look cool tho

Hed make knock on wood jokes all the time

Trent - Werecat

The trustin girls would go crazy over this i know it

But real like hes chillin

Would use claws as a pick

Geoff - Frankenstein

A man of the people

Literally

Looses limbs easily

Wakes up after a party like "wheres my leg lmao"

Heather - Zombie

Oh this is good

Shes vegan

Would insult people like "i can tell you have a brain why the hell don't you use it"

Very concerned over phsyical appearance

Uses so so many products

Pretty alive looking for a zombie cuz of it

It's kinda creepy

Her eyes got no eyeshine tho

Like a shark.

Gwen - Skeleton/Ghost

Ok this was an accidental double Gwen got both Skeleton and ghost

Since Ezekiel is already a ghost i'm Gonna lean into the Skeleton bit more but throw a transparent silhouette over all of her for the ghost bit

Ghost vs Zombie rivalry

She'd do all sorts of cool drawings and markings on her bones

Gwen, drawing a bat on her femur with sharpie: tattoo moment

Her eyeliner is also sharpie

Who the fuck cares about skincare when you don't have skin

Lindsay: you shouldn't put permanent marker on your face! It can hurt you 🥺

Gwen, floating bones:

LeShawna - Chimera

YES I LOVE MONSTER COMBOS

LIKE COMBINATIONS OF MULTIPLE ANIMALS

lets do classic chimera but with one head

Lean into the Lioness bit cuz Leshawna is a boss bitch and Lionesses are so fucking cool

I might give her a scorpion tail

Duncan - Witch

Another double whoops lol

He's a "fuck it we ball" typa witch

lmao he and Harold are beefing like crazy i know it Harold has 12 spellbooks hes memorized with their specific ways of casting and Duncan is writing runes on his knuckles with sharpie

Duncan to Harold ->"Why are you using 2 pages of latin for a fire spell??"

"Because i need only this bit of wood to light on fire a little bit and nothing else and if i dont i could loose control of it or blow it up or it might not even start"

*stares in did finger guns at a branch and cremated it for fun*

Harold to Duncan ->"Why are you writing runes on your nailpolish??"

"i'm tired of being the only scary bitch here without claws"

*stares in once accidentally rubbed spell notes off of his spellbook and onto his face while passed out on his desk and gave himself acid burns for 3 weeks"

They go crazy they go stupid

Hes self taught

The Duncan and Harold bullying arc turned Street smart vs actually Smart but make it witches

Mostly just picking shit up as he goes

"Stole" (it was free) a pamphlet on different types of magical symbols and has managed to make the symbols illustrated in it work for almost every spell he wants

Fueled by raw unrelenting audacity

Real lore tho- magic is created with belief and harnessed with confidence, you can either go the intellectual route and control every variable and have trust in your control of those variables to harness the magic like Harold, or like Duncan, have enough semi-unearned confidence in yourself to harness magic with little need for more than a few variables.

Basically as a general rule, it has as much meaning as you truthfully believe it does

Doesn't explain what hes casting or how hes doing it

"Where'd you learn how to do that?"

"what are you a cop?"

(learned from illustrations, word of mouth, and other witches on the street)

Has a couple stick n poke magical symbols, several other scribbled on symbols that are temporary

Biggest one is a glyph for fire on his hand, he doens most of his spells using it

Has burns around his glyph tattoos from spells backfiring cuz he got distracted

Uses sharpies, spraypaint, eyeliner and the insides of firecrackers for drawing symbols

If he needs a magical material he'll typically substitute whatever he has on him, belief goes a long way.

"Pure Holy Silver?... this earring looks silver enough

This doesn't work for potions cuz potions are only a little left to normal chemistry.

Has alot of talisman he wears

Carries extra ingredients on him ala accessories cuz fuck it it looks cool

Mains his spells with symbols, uses potions or material fuels if he cant make a good connection between what he wants and one of 10 symbols he remembers at any given time

Uses moonlight, bones, rocks, and personal artifacts as fuels

How duncan casts a spell

Draws glyph -> creates a mental connection between what the glyph means and what he wants to do (this is mostly subconscious with Duncan he doenst know what hes doing he just knows he does it well)-> activates glyph physically (ie hitting, tapping, lighting, punching, tracing with finger)

Example: draws fire glyph on Chris's camper -> wants to set it on fire but not the surrounding grass and trees -> smacks the side of the camper that has the glyph on it -> profit

Duncan, to Harold: You make magic math, i make magic my bitch

Bridgette - Alien

Aww she could be so cute

Surfer girl from planet nine

Owen - Plant Monster

This could visually look really cool

Big carnivorous plant

Izzy - Angel

kaleidoscope = biblically accurate form, cuz she "Looks like a kaleidoscope! Duh!"

Lindsay - Selkie

If you steal her coat ill fucking kill you

Sadie - Vampire

Ough thats cute

I'm Gonna make her pigtails batwings

Katie - Zombie

undead girlfriends

Sadie thinks Katie is so pretty it doesn't matter her eye just fell out

Courtney - Demon

Oh this bitch looooves contracts

Is also upset about Duncan but she just doesn't like witches in general

Whats the point of making deals with humans for magical powers of some humans give themselves magical powers

Demon of what?? Pride maybe?? Or envy??

Shes a sweetheart tho

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MOLD LORE DUMP TIMEE

So before Chara fell into the underground and caused the disease to happen and all Mold was one of the royal scientists (in undermold there was more than him and alphys,fight me), he was this nervous little guy that had somewhat of an attitude, When Chara did fall down and die in the Dreemurr's home, the mold disease spreading made Mold turn paranoid before eventually getting infected and being taken over by it

now he's this almost non-talkative but angry guy, hes sorta dead??? the mold disease keeps him alive like almost everyone else

after getting infected he kinda lost his mind and he turned violent, he still cares dearly about Papyrus even tho his mind is flooded with paranoia

he usually just sits at his booth and tries to rest,even tho the tendrils crawling around him make it uncomfortable all the time(same for the other characters who got tendrils :P), it's painful too cuz the tendrils grow out of his bones (arms and legs and his ribcage)

he likes laying in the snow for some reason and no he doesnt make snow angels (unless ;3)

notes:

the reason his pupils are gone is because the tendrils got to the inside of his head and are crawling outta his eyes (his left eye is entirely covered up,while the other one just a little,enough to let him see), so hes half blind

you cant get rid of the tendrils, theyre a part of him now, they can regen too (depending on how strong/powerful the monster is )

his attacks are slower now,since he feels alot more easily tired and uneasy

he also needs to puke every now and then because the disease cant contain his power which causes him to vomit tendrils (so you might see black liquid dripping from his mouth,idfk hoe), he doesnt puke often like idfk 2 maybe 3 times a week

Mold is... probably bi? still haven't entirely decided but he's definitely a man liker

he's in distress and paranoia most of the time, 1. because hes worried about Papyrus (who's doing actually alot more better than him💀) and 2. He hates having to vomit every week and is walking back and forth nerve-wracked that he can puke any second now without realizing early(he needs a bucket... or a toilet???? fuck)

he puts on this big boy act around others, when it comes to Frisk falling into the underground, Mold would probably be this quiet but tough guy who's a real alpha male...heh.

he has trouble reading obviously (the tendrils tend to move around in his skull,making him distracted easily or making his eyesight worsen or better every now and then ( IDK THE WORDS)

his character in a few words: cold hearted,paranoid, nervous, introverted, sarcastic, a whiny ass bitch when he's drunk (very real of him), easily disgusted (like by a comment or opinion or something)

OK IM MAKING THIS TOO LONG MOST OF YALL WONT WANNA READ.

the color palette i used in the first drawing is

cant find the blog i got it from

[ejsuperstar]

MISC SKY LORE POST

Note: This isn't stuff that I necessarily believe is canon, more so shit I've made up for my ocs and comic. I like playing with canon. Long post ahead

Sky kids earn their names. A sky kid isnt born with a name and typically doesnt earn one until at least some time after their first ascension. As such, moths don't have names (me explaining away why my moth ocs don't have actual names lol). Names can be earnt due to actions, behaviour, or circumstance. Names earned can either be granted by sky kids (including the sky kid earning the name) or spirits.

Sky kids forms are malleable, and change over time to be in accordance with how a Sky kid views themself. A sky kid who likens themself to a wild animal may grow horns, one who takes pride in being a moth may grow antennae. If a sky kid feels themself more mature than others they may grow taller, and vice versa. Going to Eden halts these changes. Eden sets your form in place, leaving it unchanging for a while.

Regarding Eden. After rebirth, a sky kid's form is locked in place for a while. Leaving them unaging, and mostly unchanging. Small things like hair growth will still happen, but larger changes (height, mental age, physical age, things like horns) will not happen. A sky kid who does not go to Eden very often may slowly start to grow up at a rate faster than a sky kid who does. And a sky kid who does not go to Eden at all will grow up, and eventually die, and rejoin the cycle with no memories.

Winged light is part memory, part soul. You are granted power when you remember who you are, who you used to be, and when you remember the cycle. You are your light and your light is everything. After being reborn from Eden, moths and young sky kids may find themselves not remembering much at all, while more established sky kids have a better grasp on their memories, and may only find themselves a little big foggy after Eden.

After dying in Eden, you are only reborn after another sky kid comes through and participates in the cycle, granting YOU a winged light. This can take a while in universe, as someone needs to get to you and grant you a winged light. (Same goes for if you die outside of Eden, a sky kid gotta come through and grant you that pity light)

Guides are simple people who have stepped up to a task to... Well guide someone through something. Even something as small as "help us with this theatre play". Guides DO have spirit names, but often-times, after being recognised as a guide, go by their Guide names. There are exceptions (Forgetful Storyteller, and Hopeful Steward come to mind (Yes Storyteller is a guide they're the Harmony Hall guide)) but typically being considered as a Guide is an achievement to be proud of, so Guides like to use their Guide names. There is no fundamental difference between a Guide and a regular Spirit.

Spirits don't age, and don't need to eat to survive. Sky kid's age slower thanks to eden, and don't need to eat either (but do need a steady source of light). Both very much appreciate eating food though.

When getting an item from a spirit, it's not some sort of magical "hey now you can have my hair/mask/clothes". That spirit goes out of their way to make/get a replica of their mask/clothes for the sky kid in question, or teaches them how to style their hair. This is because getting an item isn't a transaction, it's a gift, a sign of friendship.

Candles forged by sky kids are valued highly by spirits because they're persistent sources of Light with a capital L, they have short burn times but can be used by spirits in place of a sky kid's internal light source. Candles are also valued by sky kids too, but thats more a respect of the craftsmanship and appreciation of the gift than anything inherent to the candles.

ok im tired now no more lore dumping, have fun with this guys

[driftingmoonmenace]

Ok I'm gonna kinda unhinged ramble about my D&D robot oc Riot and lore dump about him a little bit, don't mind me !!! 👀💦

LISTEN ok listen I love my bbg Riot so gd much and I'm having like so much fun exploring his character in my friend group's campaign!! He's my little pathetic wet meow meow okkkk😭

Poor guy has been through SO MUCH shit for the past 59 years of his life and he's TIRED of it. SO TIRED.

He was one of five made-to-order robots programmed to be clowns for a scummy ringleader's circus (that the guy totally fucked up the first time financially and ran it into the ground before moving to a new planet and rebranding). AND EVER SINCE THEN all R-10T has known is how much his existence doesn't matter and the constant demands from his boss owner and society!! He hates it!!

He started off so sweet and compassionate, and he still is deep, deep down (partially cause he was programmed to be since he used to work with and entertain kids but his AI grew to feel genuine about it!!) Despite the constant abuse he loved entertaining those kids and making them smile with his silly jokes and tricks and balloon animals!!! Not to mention his little troupe, he loved them so much, they were like family to him!!

AND AFTER 40 YEARS, the ringleader just got into so much debit that he sold them all off to an auction house to see how much money he could get out of it like an asshole!! AND TO TOP IT ALL OFF the guy who bought them is the adopted son of a known mafia syndicate cause he thought 'hey they have some useful dexterous attributes and stuff so I'm just gonna take 'em and unconsentually fuck up their programming by slapping a killcode in 'em and modify them to serve their use better to make them all into hitmen' (which his father did not like so they all had to prove themselves or be scrapped) Which in the process, one of Riot's troupe members died because of him because he chose to stand up for himself and tell them 'No'.

So Riot has been doing this assassination stuff for almost 20 years and again he hates it !!! He hates his life so gd much!! And being a little forced given an opportunity to escape for a while and meet this weird little group of people who have genuinely grown to care about him despite him being so standoffish and abrasive and stick up for him when they're at places that look down on robots. It's kinda made him go 'hey, I kinda like this...' and it reminds him of his troupe a lot.

But Riot KNOWS that because he just up and disappeared suddenly that he'll be found eventually and his new 'boss' is gonna scrap him for it. He knows he's gonna die soon and he's just yolo-ing everything at this point cause at least if he possibly dies, he'll die 'free' and on his own terms. Self preservation thrown completely out the window and struggling on whether he should keep warming up to this group or continue to keep them at arms length.

Not to mention the killcode rearing its ugly little head at times and making him more aggressive and bloodthirsty that this little group isn't safe from either. And dodging every time this group offers to mod him to help him out, cause this poor guy is scared and traumatized of losing more of himself and what's been done to him in the past.

Anyways yeah I love my funky little New-Yorker assassin clown a lot. I'll end this with some funny little facts about him!!

He wears a helmet all the time so the group has never seen his face, or realizes he has a face (yet)

He keeps balloons and a small hand pump in his crossbody bag to make balloon animals sometimes. (One of the group's members, Nexus, asked him for a lobster balloon animal while a Boss was monologue-ing. Riot didn't hesitate to make it.)

He has a deck of cards in his bag also that he uses to play games with people he's threatening. If they win they get to live, but if they lose, well Riot gets to kill you. :)

He reverse robbed someone that was trying to rob him.

He got a sick ass sniper rifle that he can now use without setting up a tripod first (that the DM jokingly hates allowing him to loot off a dead body so early in the campaign)

[meg-noel-art]

Queen Lucinda Edevane

Pretends my Discord ramblings make any sense and throws one of my OCs at you. LORE dump below:

Sort of a brief preface but imagine my universe is Avatar the Last Airbender if every Nation had an Avatar of Each Element. And there are no non-benders! Everyone can use some degree of said magic. And that they needed all said Avatars to work together to defeat the ultimate Evil Entity, because doing it alone/without Avatar powers have proved to be impossible for centuries. If anyone has played FFX it's very much the same concept of "there is a recurring darkness that we are stuck in a perpetual cycle trying to defeat bc the main characters haven't arrived yet" ---

So there are Avatars of Five Elements for my universe: Lighting/Storm(kinda broad but imagine like,,airbending/lightning bending combined) Water/Ice/Sea (Any liquid tbh) Earth/Nature (stone/earth/leaves/plants), Lunar (magic moonbeams babyyy), Solar (cast fireball) < -- the missing element is Solar, and it's been gone for hundreds of years, never choosing an 'Avatar' (ive been calling them 'Arbiters') and nobody knows where the source of the Element is to try and 'persuade' it to choose another "Host" (Enter Samantha Sinclair, but that's another part of the story)

SO ALL THAT SAID:

HERE is one of my Deuteragonists MOMS. She's part of the LONG line of magic users whose bloodline has always been chosen by the source of Lunar Magic. RE: There's always been a rich royal Lunar Magic 'Arbiter', for generations. It seems to be 'passed down' the line. Maybe they have a whole 'Choosing Ritual' (even tho that's not how the magic works, rich people be silly and privelaged).

So she is in what is the Royal Family of this world. While all the elemental nations have their own leadership, the Lunar Kingdom/Nation/Etc has the most powerful magic/and the family kind of rules everyone because of that. Targaryens vs other Houses ala Game of Thrones.

When she is young, Lucinda (that's her name) <- is SECOND in line to inherit the throne, should her brother (who is the Arbiter of Lunar magic at that time) die. WELL, turns out he does, meaning the Lunar Kingdom loses both it's Arbiter and it's heir in one fell swoop to a bad battle with the Ambiguous Evil Forces I haven't come up with yet.

So OOPS she's suddenly saddled with responsibility she wasn't supposed to have, which is in this world less of a "ok you're queen now go produce a male heir" and more of a "oh you're queen now, and ALSO you better make sure this Arbiter nonsense stays in our bloodline".

So that kinda sucks for her -- her consolation prize is being allowed to marry the captain of her Kingsgaurd (straight bodygaurd AU ooooOOOoo) the only problem is---he's a weak ass magic user. So her family is a little sus that any kids they have would have a chance to be chosen as the next Arbiter. But she INSISTS, it's the one good choice she gets to make for herself bc oops she happens to genuinely love this guy

Anyway their first kid (Elias) ISSSSSSSSSSS --- not chosen. Firstborn, next in line, not the Arbiter. Very embarrassing for everyone involved. So kid number two, one of my deuteragonists, Lucy -- is more of a 'necessity', rather than a 'want' from her parents. And it shows in the strain in their relationship. Lucinda (Mom) (Lucille, 'Lucy' is literally named to echo her ) regrets her own choice to marry for love because she feels like she fucked up - she also resents having to take on that responsibility in the first place, so her attitude toward Lucy (who luckily WAS chosen as the Lunar Arbiter) is very "I fucked up hard so you better not blow this for us ---"

anyway. Here she is looking grumpy. the end.

[tired-all-the-time22]

I just got here from the YouTube via the LaPlace’s Angel animatic, it has been replaying on my phone for at least 20 minutes if not more- I am obsessed with your guys and also your expressions and linework. If I may, might I ask what was going on in it?

Sure!!! I'm always excited to talk about my little guys :DD This is gonna be like. A ridiculously long post because of all the backstory, lore, and context I'm about to dump on you so I'm gonna put it under the break below.

Also now that I've fully written this I will also say it kinda turns into like. actual writing at the end so yeah. this gets long.

Massive thanks if you actually read it all!!!! lol

Also massive spoiler warning because I'm making a comic of these guys and the animatic is basically like. the climax of the story

(I might copy this writing and delete the post later when/if the comic starts picking up in popularity-- don't want it to get completely spoiled lol)

TW for text depictions of violence, murder, child/teen death, and brief mentions of child abuse

Ok so like. I made two little diagrams to explain the relationships between everyone in the animatic (click for better quality/readability):

These are everyone's general relation/feeling towards each other:

For larger context,

this is set in a post-apocalyptic world where most of humanity has straight up disappeared. Planets have been rearranged and earth has essentially just become a snowball, all courtesy of an 8 year old Nyx (purple) breaking down and gaining psychic powers after Faux (blue), her newly-acquired father figure, is knocked out and presumed dead at the hands of her abusive biological mother.

Nyx grows up blaming herself for the annihilation of the humanity, but has also in the process created a new, weird world inhabited by many different creatures, becoming a sort of god-like figure. Grief-stricken and horrified by what she has done, Nyx isolates herself - terrified of repeating what has happened - until she ages to 16, at which her trauma and inability to move on manifest in her mind and body magically stagnating, now unable to progress further in her life. This goes on for [really long amount of time undetermined by author yet].

Unknown to Nyx,

the residual effects of her powers had actually resurrected Faux, who is now left alone on a now snow and debris-filled earth to go about his business, isolated and amnesia-ridden.

Meanwhile, Ash (red) and Attwell (pink)

have come into being as distant personifications of Nyx's self-preservation (including her wish to be able to move on) and her mind/intelligence respectively.

(There are other personifications that exist, such as her love of humanity, physical flesh, and the physical energy/electricity in her body, but they're not quite important here. These personifications, though originally manifesting from Nyx, are all their own people, generally unaware of where their relation to each other or Nyx herself.)

Attwell (similar in body/mind situation as Nyx -- 16 and unable to grow past that) grows up among a society of capitalistic and corrupt racoons who make high-tech inventions where she is isolated, her ideas are stolen, and where she is generally mistreated by pretty much everyone around her. Unfortunately, having grown up in this environment she has also been indoctrinated into the idea that this is the normal way to be treated. Ash on the other hand, is pretty much spawned - fully grown (~25ish, same age as Faux) - into existence along with his pseudo-sister (aformentioned personified love of humanity), and is subsequently tasked along with her to take care of a sort of mini-humanity who grow and die relatively rapidly, over and over again. His sister, Yasen (not pictured, same age), is enamored with this humanity, throwing extravagant blowout parties in order to give what she believes could be the best life they could have before their inevitable death, while Ash aspires for more, unsatisfied with simply preserving what they have.

This culminates in an event when

(pre-isolation) Nyx makes a visit to their city to explore what she has created; ending in a death, a horrified and re-traumatized Nyx, a heartbroken and betrayed Yasen, and an Ash who has now found who he (misguidedly) believes to be the bringer of progess he has been looking for (Nyx). Ash leaves Yasen and their mini-humanity to become a mentor, bodyguard, and follower of Nyx, who has now gained a reputation as the creation goddess of their world.

This all goes on for [aformentioned long and undetermined time] until one day, Ash stumbles into Faux through Shenanigans and, unknowing of who he is or his relation to Nyx, collects him from his isolation and dumps him in the forest Attwell grew up in.

Hijinks (capital H) happen, and Faux ends up meeting Attwell, mentally adopting her, and dragging her out of the bad situation she's been saddled with growing up, her kicking and screaming the whole way. They get kicked out and banned from returning from the racoon society, Attwell devastated and terrified of leaving the only place she's known, despite its shittiness. Faux, unaware that he actually already has an adopted daughter, is intrigued with exploring the new world he's been shoved into. The two go on adventures together, with Attwell desperately trying to find a way back into a society that never accepted her through trying to prove herself useful, and with Faux slowly coming to remember the life he used to lead bit by bit.

Along the way, Ash, oddly interested by Faux, starts secretly meeting with and forming a relationship with him.

Subsequently, Nyx discovers Attwell's existence for the first time and is enamored with her boldness and attitude. Attwell has just now met the most beautiful girl she has ever seen. The two begin their own secret meetings as well.

Then begins the three major events leading up to what happens in the animatic.

Ash, in an effort to force his and Yasen's mini-society out of the cycle of death and rebirth, injures an enraged and protective Yasen in a fight to the point she succumbs to her wounds and dies.

This happens right before the eyes of Nyx, who is horrified and blames herself, Ventria and Shax (other two personifications mentioned earlier), who had become like little siblings to Yasen in Ash's absence, and Attwell, who had only just been starting to find a community and people who cared about her and was coming around to the idea of staying with them, all courtesy of Yasen. Faux, though aware of Yasen's death and her significance to Attwell, does not witness Ash's actions and continues to meet with him. Attwell, hateful of Ash and defeated in every way possible, leaves the city without a word to anyone. Nyx returns to her place of isolation to grieve, while Ash is left to sit with the feeling of essentially killing his sister.

2. Attwell, tired and having been broken, built back up, and now broken all over again, returns to where she grew up, begging for forgiveness. She is given the ultimatum that, if she is to return, she is to serve a minor deity responsible for the forest's wellbeing, as resources have been dwindling. Attwell accepts the ultimatum, desperate for any amount of belonging, acceptance, or praise from an authority figure.

This manifests in a wedding-like ceremony where it is revealed that pledging herself to this deity in the way needed would kill her, as the deity would possess her. This revelation comes at very inopportune time, having only been disclosed to Attwell at the altar by the deity itself, and by accident no less. For Attwell, who has ever only been a child used as a sacrificial lamb for the majority of her life, this is the straw that breaks the camel's back. Full of regret, rage, and mental exhaustion, Attwell accepts the deity, loses control of herself, and violently murders the ringleader of the society/the main instigator of her mistreatment, in addition to causing massive collateral damage as a result of out-of-control plant powers. In the aftermath, running on fumes, Attwell limps away to find Nyx and, in her mind, say her goodbyes.

3. Faux, having been left behind by Attwell, finds himself alone again in the aftermath of Yasen's death. Her city, and her little siblings, are significantly rattled and at a loss of what to do in her absence. They'd never had to grieve before -- they never even knew the meaning of what death truly meant. And now Faux-- the only adult in a sea full of freshly-traumatized and grief-filled children --strangely starts to feel as if he's been in this situation before.

He sticks around to help Shax and Ventria with the fallout, and with the death of their older sister. He's worried about Attwell but- there's just. Something. here that needs his attention. He's been having flashes of a life that he thinks might be is, and he's on the verge of figuring out what the deal with that is. Eventually, he discovers Ash lurking around in the back alleys of the city, with a heavy air of contemplation and an undertone of regret. The two meet up, Faux unknowing the Ash is the direct cause of the city's great loss, and venture into depths of the city only privy to Ash and Yasen. They fall down a sinkhole or something and get isolated, met with a cave full of darkness and crystals clean enough to reflect the tiniest details with stunning clarity. They venture deeper and deeper into the cave in an attempt to escape, Faux's head starting to pound with increasing pain as Ash grows concerned. As the pain grows to agony, Faux is met with flashes of memory, and soon enough what was the solid ground of his mind -- his consciousness, his sense of self, what he thought he knew -- crumbles. Faux plummets. and then, He remembers. First, he remembers himself. Then he remembers the woman he met long ago, and their affair. Then, he remembers the kid. His kid. His daughter. His daughter who is very much still alive, who he's seen throughout the past few months everywhere -- scripture, folk stories, stained glass in religious congregation -- Faux is left reeling on the ground, shocked and terrified and devastated. and Ash, confused and unable to cope, Leaves him. Later, when Faux begins to wake from his shock, finds himself alone, and he knows exactly who he needs to see.

Now! With all of that out of the way, we can get to the animatic.

(apoligies for taking so long to actually answer your question)

What's below is the TLDR of what's happening in the animatic:

However,

if you will indulge me in yapping more about these four, you can read on for a more in-depth scene of what is happening in the animatic:

Everyone is looking for Nyx.

Attwell gets there first.

The two reunite, emotionally exhausted and in greatly in need of seeing the other. Over the time they have gotten to know each other, Nyx has found someone her age that gets her -- that doesn't idolize, or infantilize, or minimize what she's gone through-- and though Attwell can't truly understand the scope of it, she's willing to let Nyx do what she needs. And Attwell, so used to being used, has found someone who respects her autonomy and intelligence. Though these two have not gotten a proper moment to truly hang out like normal teens, there is respect, and adoration, and there are the beginnings of love. Their happy reunion is short-lived.

Ash gets there next.

Unwell and unsure of his previous actions, he sees them together. He first sees Nyx -- the kid who he's come to care for and grow protective over, and Attwell -- the rambunctious girl that fought him every step of the way in his city, over what to do with the people he was charged with caring for, and who emboldened his sister to fight with him to the point that he had to kill her to get what he needed done. Safe to say, he is deeply unhappy with this development. Safe to say, that girl needs to get the hell away from his kid. Attwell soon becomes aware there's someone watching her and Nyx. She looks, and sees the man who murdered the only other adult in her life (apart from Faux) that didn't see her as cannon fodder. She's not about to let this man take away one of the only good things she has left in her left. Not again. Not when she's got such little time left. So she gets up, puts herself between the two, and resolves that, if there's anything-- anyone she's going to sacrifice herself for, it's going to be Nyx.

Nyx had always been there. With herself.

She'd been with only herself. For years, for decades, for millenia-- she didn't know. She hadn't even been old enough to read a clock when her dad died, so it's not like counting would have done anything for her. Besides, There were no clocks left. No calendars or alarm clocks, no sundials or hourglasses. She had destroyed everything in her wake, and left nothing in the aftermath. Everything that had mattered was gone. She had left everything ruined, and continued that path into the afterlife. But now. they mattered. The two in front of her. This man who had aided her through her lowest, despite claiming indifference. She knew he cared for her. Even in the earliest beginnings of their meeting, she knew. Could one child have four parents? The first two hadn't cared for her -- she knew that now. But she had killed the third, and now the fourth... Could a child like her deserve a fourth? A child that had achieved nothing but death, and was only rewarded with more murder? And the girl in front of her... The girl that she hadn't even been aware of months ago, that had both more and less than Nyx had ever had. The girl that had sought her out in her time of need. Nyx had never known friendship. She knew of it -- of the characters on the TV she used to watch as a little girl, sitting with her dad as he braided her hair and told bad jokes. She saw it looking out onto the street from the window of the one-bedroom apartment she lived in when her mother was gone. She longed for it. Attwell was it for her. Friendship, love, family- Nyx had only ever known the concepts. But she knew. and now, She was horrified. The sight before her was nothing short of ravenous. These two, who she had come to hold so deeply in her heart, clawed and punched and stabbed at each other with nothing but pure, unadulterated violence. She couldn't tell whose blood was whose. It didn't matter. She needed it to stop. She needed something to happen- She needed to someone to do something- She needed to make it stop- The tension in her mind snapped. something had released. She couldn't see what- she had closed her eyes without thinking. But there was silence. and then, there was a sickening thud.

Faux had gotten there last.

And he had gotten there too late. What laid before him, was the most unfortunate, most one-in-a-million-unluckiest-fucking-horrifying thing he had ever seen in his life. First, he saw his daughter, his little girl, face frozen in shell-shocked, ice-cold terror as she sat on the floor, legs unable to support the weight of what she had just done. Then, he saw the man he had been coming to like more than a little over the past few months standing, with talon-like nails and hands painted in warm blood, face obscured, fingers twitching. And finally, he saw the corpse. He saw the child. corpse. of the girl he had gotten to know. Of the young girl that was so bright, despite what she had gone through and what people had done to her. The young, fragile girl he let leave while he stayed behind to try and pick up pieces he wasn't even sure were there at the time she left. The spear lodged in her chest was the only thing that was new. He had seen it only a few times. The same places he had remembered his daughter from-- they had always accompanied her in her depictions. The heavens' wrath, they said. His eyes returned to his daughter. and his heart broke. Because it was like watching her fall and scrape her knee as a kid. Because she was silent. Because then she crawled forward, and pitifully grasped the shirt sleeve of the only friend she had ever had. Because her tears welled up, face catching up to the scene before her. Because then, She wailed.

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I didn't mean for this to turn into me essentially writing fanfiction about my own characters, but here we are!!!

I have been getting back into writing lately, so maybe this was a good little exercise to get the creative juices flowing :))

MASSIVE thank you if you read until the end!!!!!

I am always open to more questions if you have any!!

[oopsallmabari]

I don't have the game, WHAT did he do to the dwarves??

OK lore dump below the cut!!!

I'll do my best to explain what I understand from the lore drops-which you get by uncovering murals of the 'regrets of the dread wolf'. This goes into solas' memories of before he created the veil, his relationship w the evanuris, etc.

One of the big lore drops is that elves were. Originally spirits that by consuming lyrium (not entirely certain I'm getting this right here) took material, humanoid form. Mythal did this, solas was reluctant because he believed that taking lyrium from the earth would be a bad thing in the long run, but because mythal asked him to he did it anyway.

This apparently pissed off the titans a lot, enough that it started an entire war between the titans and the ancient elves, that was drawn out and seemed like it was at a stalemate. Solas goes to mythal with what he believes is the only way to stop the titans once and for all (again a point where I may not get this exactly right) but it will come at terrible cost to the titans. He decides to do it anyway to ensure the elves' victory (and really it seems like because he loves mythal). So what he does to the titans seems to sever their connection to magic(or something i remember the murals describing it as the original blight almost being a manifestation of the titans' pain), creates the Blight out of the titans' magic/blood/energy whatever, and ensures victory for the elves.

The consequence of solas doing this is that the dwarves are entirely disconnected from magic and the fade. Solas' actions are why dwarves cannot use magic, cannot dream, that their stone sense is so limited (and also bc it seems like solas helped create the blight and the dwarves are CONSTANTLY under threat of the blight from the deep roads, the suffering continues). I don't know if solas understood the exact costs of his method for stopping the evanuris/titan war, but it's clear that he knew that this was going to be more than just stopping the titans.

So yes. Solas' actions in creating the veil and imprisoning the evanuris cost elves their immortality, and he regrets that so he wants to tear down the veil, and it's understandable!!!! But i'm not seeing all that much regret for cutting the dwarves off from magic and so permanently harming the titans, and I'm dying @ how what he did to the dwarves feels HUGE and now that the reveal has happened only harding and I guess a dwarf rook are like 'hey. What the fuck. What the fuck??'

I completed this quest several hours ago in game time, so I was expecting to have an immediate conversation with harding about it as a fellow dwarf, or an opportunity to confront solas about that knowledge, or more opportunities to. Idk. Bring it up???? We'll see how it goes bc I'm nowhere near done with Harding's questline and thats very much about dwarven magic, but I still haven't gotten over the reveal lmao😭

Hope that explanation sort of made sense? For folks that have finished the game/understand this better than I do, feel free to chime in (but don't spoil endgame for me pls <3)

[snobgoblin]

sobs that's a great request...

CHAOTIC ACE (GORILLAZ) X READER

rated: PG probably I dunno. nothing sexual

plot: see above image

(this was saved as a draft like over a month ago and to continue working in it I had to post it privately (too many drafts to keep taking breaks) so if the times are weird that's why)

Ace was sooo excited like really excited like the kind of excited you get when Gorillaz actually drops lore instead of teasing you with the thought of lore

and you know why?

he got to take his amazing date to go look at a bunch of junk at the gym... if he wanted to do that he could've just stayed home but this junk was DIFFERENT

SO! he picked you up in the car he found at the dump that one time it's NOT stealing if they obviously didn't want it anymore

and you both walk in. and everything's perfect. he's so handsome. you're so [PREFERED TERM OF ENDEARMENT] and you're so excited to be in each other's company

THEN BOOM

there's somebody that DOESNT approve. how homophobic (gender neutral) THE GOT DAMN SECURITY GUARD

"Ace?"

"Yeah"

"Of the Gangreen Gang?"

"Yeah" He had his arm linked with yours, and he pulled you closer, nervous

"No way bub. Last time you guys were here you busted a Mesopotamian vase, an expensive one. AND disturbed a mummy. Not to mention you guys stole that uh, candy cane and made Sedusa all big and stuff. She crushed my candle making business! I haven't recovered. Now I'm doing this!"

"Ah... yeah, kids do that."

The security guard raised an eyebrow

"Well, if it makes ya feel better I got a uh... this is my parole officer. Yeah- the jail thought I could use a little culture so they're showing me around," he lied. he was good at that. sometimes. let's see if this was one of those times. you nodded along to try to help "Yeah, soon as I step outta line uh, yeah"

The security guard shrugged. "I hear that about 10 times a day. And you frankly I don't get payed enough to care. Go ahead, get yourself arrested again. see if I care" he waved a hand

Ace pulled you in tight and quickly went in. he had one hand over his face, he stopped. "Yeah I... guess I shoulda expected that. Sorry about that toots."

You patted his back, reassuring him. "It's ok. You're not like that anymore. Let's just have fun ok? Stop moping" you smiled at him, held his hand, and he smiled back. then you guys went to go look at some paintings. Ace giggled whenever he saw any nudity, and you couldn't help but do the same.

it was fun until-

BOOM. POWERPUFF GIRLS COMING IN THROUGH THE WALL. they destroyed a painting of an orange with hyperrealistic eyes and teeth... for some reason

"STOP RIGHT THERE GANGREEN GANG!" Blossom said

Bubbles blinked "Where are the rest of them?"

"Probably wrecking stuff somewhere else" Buttercup accused

Ace yelped and hid behind you. "I CAN EXPLAIN! WAIT A MINUTE"

People were staring. Waiting for another ppg victory

Buttercup was about to do something, but Blossom held her back "He's got a hostage! Be careful!"

"HOSTAGE?" His voice cracked "KID, THIS IS A DATE. THE GUYS AINT EVEN HERE, HONEST... if threes a crowd, eheh, six must be a parade. Nah, i didnt bring the guys, you gotta believe me"

Blossom looked suspicious, and turned to you. "Is that true?" Ace clung to you.

"Ace is my boyfriend, yeah. We've been dating for a while. I got a ton of pictures on my phone if you don't believe me" You smiled and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze

Bubbles looked down at her feet "Are you SURE... he's kind of..." She didn't finish the sentence, but Buttercup giggled

Blossom just sighed. "I don't know why you would want him, but it's not our job to question it. I've got my eye on you Ace, so don't try anything. GIRLS! Let's go do something more important."

The girls flew out again, this time breaking a painting of a sad clown on their way out

You turned around, as Ace was still hiding behind you, and you cupped his face in your hands. He looked terrified. Before he could even speak, you told him it was ok, and he didn't need to apologize again. And that, if anything, you were probably gonna get arrested today for breaking some assholes nose. He laughed and gave you a hug, and you tried to go back to what you were doing before. He kept apologizing to you, but you told him it was ok. You look at the statues next. Ace didn't like the Medusa statue.

There were a lot of weird looks, a lot of people holding their kids closer to them as you walked by, but there wasn't another outburst, thankfully

You guys had fun despite what happened. But, Ace told you the next date would have to be somewhere without people

[shdwtouch]

this is an official (mini ? semi ? idk) hiatus post. without overexplaining myself I'm just trying to distance myself from tumblr, for a variety of reasons, my mental health most importantly. I want to do other things & feel less like roleplay is a chore, or that I have to be here. if I'm not vibing then I won't be here, and if I feel ok then I will be here, but I just need to find and set a healthy balance for myself.

I've been struggling mentally, dealing with a lot of anxiety and insecurity and RSD, and I'm hoping that this will help. I need to find more to do with myself, so I'm not always just. loitering on tumblr ? and feeling bad about what I am or am not doing, and who or who isn't my friend. I'm really going to try, because I just. this isn't working anymore for me. so something needs to change.

I'll still be here intermittently. otherwise, please ! add me in discord ! info dump about your muse(s), send me memes and photos. I'm very chill and I'm always open to talking to folks, so please don't be shy. also, I am open to discussing 1x1 servers, as well as plotting interactions and dynamics etc, just know that I am slow rn in terms of rp-related an ic things and I appreciate folks being patient with me ♡

in general, I appreciate folks being patient with me !! ♡ cuz in general I am slow and anxious and while I am trying to be better about responding in a timely manner, I am slow. it is never a reflection of you or my interest in you / your muses, it IS a reflection of me being distracted or feeling anxious / shy.

so... add me on discord ?? sealsnoot

tl;dr I'm trying to prioritize myself and other things over tumblr and roleplay. its not healthy for me anymore, and change needs to happen. I appreciate ya'll being patient with me and supportive. ♡ please just expect much less engagement on the dash & much less ooc posting from me for awhile. I may make a personal blog to hangout on, but for now I encourage folks to find me in discord to chat.

EDIT2: I made a personal blog where I will also be hanging out !!!

EDIT: additionally, for clarification, I am not leaving tumblr / rp. ya'll think you can get rid of me that easy ? naw. I just need to reprioritize ! I will be working on the blog revamp in the background, with its fate (url change ? remake ?) in the air as is. plus I may be showing some attention to muses on the side / on sideblogs so. but no, I'm not planning on leaving, I'm still planning on revamping etc when I'm back.

also, all plotting, discussions, threads, asks, etc are still active and on the table ! I still want to discuss and plot with ya'll, just consider this a... soft pause ? cuz I am reworking lore for both kaey and shade so. yeah ? point being I am still interested !

[howlingday]

Oh ok so I'm about lore dump one of the most important for my Rwby world. So

I have seen all of Rwby and don't know everything so I'm gonna step over real Canon lore.

I'm not good with power balancing in stuff.

A lot stuff my be understanding which you might see differently.

Feel free to call anything out you think could be better also I'm not asking to write anything if want to use my ideas I give you permission but I'm asking you to?

Without further ado let's talk about The Keep and it's Keeper.

Long ago when the brothers still wandered the Rement with their creations a women would follow and worship them. The women was mighty curious about the gods. She would flatter them, bring them gifts and talk about how the world was. Inreturn they would sparly talk of a relam they lived before. The women wonder if they were born their or if it was another world they made. As she grew old and Time neared its end she would build a magic mask to keep her memories and a piece of soul so her apprentice would have all the tools he needed.

As time pasted the mask would gather more soul pieces and memories. Soon a women named Salem would gather the armies of Humanity to fight the gods. The current holder of the mask thought she was insane with how much he knew of the gods.

So he gathered a small group of people and ran far away from the battle and prayed for mercy. It is not know if the gods listen or were seemingly so egotistical that they missed the spot. With population they would try to reproduce but it was quickly show 2 generations they would end up inbreeding with how little they were. So the current holder tried to slice human and animal DNA to fix the problem and it worked.

But would one see humans came back so the host now called the Keeper would return and learn of Salem and Ozma using the relics he would learn Salem,Omza, and even the Ever After story and mangne to get a single leaf of the Tree. The next Keeper would become one of Salem's handmaidens. Which would go terribly so as the castle burned the Keeper would shove a child away causing the child to knock out but seen by someone else and saved.(A story for another time)

Salem and Omza were locked in battle so the Keeper would hide away. The Keep would soon develop fully as it's own entity. As magic started to die out the Keep and it's current Keeper were able to grow a small tree from the preserved leaf. Using the tree they were able to make a Potion that would awaken magic in people without magic but kill those unable to handle it. So the Keeper title would be passed down all the way to morden day always staying out of Ozpin and Salem sight even giving people Magic or making Magic tools to keep them of its tail.

I think that's enough for origin. Many of his actions will effect my Rwby world. Feel free to ask any questions or critique anything.

This sounds like a really interesting idea. I'm kinda curious to see where this story goes. Though I do have some questions about the story, too.

First off is the mask the Keeper wore, and how it would store the memories of the previous keeper, as well as their soul. Does the mask still do that? What happens when someone wear the mask? Does it ever come off?

Next is the topic of the inbreeding group who were able to solve their problem thanks to splicing animal DNA. How exactly did they do that, and were there any ramifications to the inbreeding?

Last is the tree growing in Remnant. Is it sentient? How is it decided whether or not a person is worthy? And if these people are granted magic, how are they kept out of sight by the rest of Remnant?

[tamarieatsbatteries175]

ok so some people wanted my rw lore dump so so here it is ::3 i just copied and pasted it from discord lmao i am NOT taking another 20 minutes to write that shit

okay so first i gotta explain the main components:

1. the cycle - Basically everybody is in a timeloop. nobody can die permanently without ascension [dying permanently], so when you die you wake up again.

2. the ancients - Basically humans who want to break the cycle and die permanently. most of them see the cycle as suffering so they want to die lmao

3. iterators - big sentient supercomputer that reach higher than the clouds thats how fucking big they are. they were created by the ancients to help them find a solution to break the cycle [called the great problem]

ok now the storyline

an iterator by the name of seven red suns sends the potential solution to five pebbles. but the solution requires intake of a shit ton of water to be done successfully which causes problems bc of his neighbor, looks to the moon uses the same water supply as him [iterators need water to function] so uh. pebbles is taking all the water and moon is like "oh my god you are fucking killing me please stop" and pebbles is like "STFU UR NOT MY MOM" or smth and bc he had to lock in like crazy to do his project correctly he fucks it up bc moons message distracted him so now he has robot turbo cancer [called the rot]

seven red suns sends out a messenger, spearmaster, to deliver a pearl [pearls are data storage. like google docs] telling pebbles to stop immediately. hes like "NO STFU GTFO" and spearmaster goes to moon and shes like "yo can i rewrite this? k thanks" and she rewrites it and gives it connection to the communication arrays [iterator discord] to announce shes fucking dying. spearmaster takes it there, the message has some soppy bs in it about how moon is thankful for everything everyone has done n whatever but thats it then she dies

so another iterator, no significant harrasment [weird names ik] makes like a fuckin slag key thing to get her atleast slightly functional again and sends out the hunter to give moon the slag keys and they r successful and moon is like "thank you bro but uh you have cancer get well soon 🙏" and idk man hunter dies and i get sad

im keeping out irrelevant/slugcat only bs btw play the game urself for that [or ill make another infodump just on the slugcat campaigns]

so giant fucking timeskip to the far future!

pebbles is fucking dying to the rot and some slugcat, rivulet shows up and pebbles starts venting to it like "i feel so bad for what i did to moon shes like my sister and everything wah wah wah take my last power cell and give it to her i dont deserve to live anymore" and riv is like "alr sure i guess" and takes his fucking heart out and riv makes its way to moon like "hey man i got ts for u" and shes like "omg i think u just killed somebody anyway go put that in my superstructure for me will ya sweetie" and riv is like "ok anyghing for god 💚" and blah blah it puts the cell thingy in moons systems and shes able to work better now and shes like "i can finally read all my missed messages yay" and she sends out a message to the communication array and is like "hey guys im back online i missed so much also i forgive you pebbles" and pebbles is like "ty bro🙏🙏 while im still alive lets be best friends forever"

anyways more timeskip to the far future!

its fucking cold and snow is everywhere. some slugcat, saint, has some weird ass attunement to the world and can like ascend stuff so he ascends everybody and whatever 💚 he cant die tho so. uhh everybodys dead the end i dont know man play the game the dialog is a fuckibg masterpiece

[eclipseberrycake]

Ok ok ok… so finnnneeee since you insist /lh (giggling)

I’ve made a bunch of doodles of my oc but for the moment I’ll just info dump the concept tehe

So like her full name is Winifer Howllos (pronounced hollows) but their nickname is Winnie!!!

Anyways Winnie is a werewolf themed toon and she’s a main character toon 💀

(This is where I come in and say I literally have no knowledge of dandy’s world lore… so like if this isn’t applicable… then shhhh we’ll like slap the au card BAHAHHA)

Her general premise is they were supposed to be a seasonal like event toon but for Halloween! Her and her gangle of ghoulish fiends were supposed to be a hit! An episode was story-boarded and promo art was made of the gang (some posters and just little odds and ends) however it was decided that making toons strictly based over one day rather than the month as a whole was not a smart financial decision. Don’t ask me for the schematics just trust LOL

At this point only Winnie had been created, the others had not— so the project was scrapped in favor of toons that would have better longevity if that makes sense. Most of Winnie’s life is spent in a dank, dark, closet all alone 💔

Anyways one day a janitor or something happens upon her prison— closet and this person alleviates their loneliness while telling her all sorts of stories about the outside world.

So uhm I’ve kinda like absorbed your idea of the lore like a sponge if that makes sense??? Like uh with dandy being the first to turn and poppy and boxten working to get research and save the others it just itches my brain pleasantly and I was like “yep that’s canon trust”

After the icky Ichor hits I like to think because Winnie is isolated and alone they don’t become a twisted(at least from the get go…), but her janitor friend stopped coming and she gets so worried that she finally gets the courage to bust out and subsequently happens upon poppy and boxten and helps them lol

(She’s desperate for any kinship tbh, they’ll do anything just have someone to hang around with)

UHM SORRY ABOUT THE YAP FEST I feel like this is getting to long souxjaiziaj

I have like her ability, and whatnot thought up and even her twisted form, but I’ll probably share that in a different ask :33

Winnie my belovef

Also in case it wasn’t obvious in the art muncher anon tehe :))))

THOGG Im glad you like my lore for one <3 Thank you <333 Adopt it all <33

Second YAP ALL YOU WANT BESTIE

Third: Im taking her rn you can't stop me <3 She's my friend now and we're having soft tacos later <3 /lh