#panic room au

[michimiart-blog]

Y'all, look.

It's Twist Fate animated! Jk jk

[official-twistfateau]

Anime Chibi Twist Fate!

Ta-da~!!

Aren't they adorable? In order:

Puppeteer

John Fall

Isami Nakamura

Alice Green

James Firewood

Jack Firewood

It's for a little thing I was planning for a few days. Enjoy!

[michimi-roleplays]

Oh no

Belen: *approaches Abby* Psst!

Abby: *drawings and hums* What happened?

Belen: You know who is a cute couple?

Abby: I have an horrible feeling of where is this going... *pauses and leans on Belen's ear* What did you do to Jack? *whispers*

Belen: May have organized a date... With Matt and him.

Abby: You insane...! And you left me out of it!

Belen: Ssh!! We don't want James to find out *whispers*

Abby: Do you th—

Isami: *appears of nowhere* Belen, where is Jack?

Belen: I have no idea.

Abby: Me neither

Isami: *suspicious frown* I see... *leaves*

Belen: We have thirty seconds, let's go *drags Abby out of the room*

Abby: I hope you at least planned something cute or I am telling dad!

*Dad is John, James is the grumpy uncle, Jack is the cute uncle, Jenny is the strict mom, Alice is also a troublemaker and Isami is the aunt*

[masquerain-with-a-mask]

IATSTIA ART HIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

THIS TOOK ALMOST 4 HOURS I THOUGHT IT WOULD NEVER END </3

[jodoesnew]

On the other end

A small dcaXy/n idea I had

Premis: Y/N works part time in the daycare but doesn't really interact with the dca which doesn't mean the dca didn't notice them there.

Start of the story

Y/N gets messages from an unknown number and decides to answer

They start messaging thinking that they don't know each other at all

They notice that the tone and wording in the messages switches completely throughout the day but get used to it way too fast

Y/N's life is a complete mess right now so Unknown is a pleasant distraction

They never tell each other their real names but use nicknames instead

Both share how they feel often and text about life and just anything that they think of

Someday y/n just calls their unknown friend to share some great news because they have no one else they want to share it with

They don't pick up but call back later

A male voice they have never heard answers. A pleasant one. They talk for hours.

But the voice tells them to only call at night bc he can't talk on the phone while working. But texting is fine

Y/N falls in love over late night phone calls and long text convos

They ask if they could meet up and hang out

He doesn't answer

The connection goes silent

The last thing he sent is "I'm so sorry. But I can't" written only a few minutes after their question (in the middle of the day)

Hours go by and they get no answer from him anymore

Hurt and worried Y/N is in a daze of crying and starring at nothing for the rest of the week

This is when Y/N misses their break bc they stayed in the daycare closet to cry

As they step out the daycare is dark sth that Y/N was never there to see

Then they hear it. The voice of the person they love singing from where the kids are sleeping.

Y/N stumbles through the dark until they reach the kids and lock eyes with the daycare attendant

Moon goes quiet and his eyes betray him and show his shock

Y/N is stunned

"It's you?"

Awkward

[your-fav-on-dsmp]

this one is for the evil x fans 🙏

plot twist this is where they went after hcs8

[10piecechickenmcnugget]

results are in

do you guys want some out of context au art

[i3utterflyeffect]

more human sticks ✌️

alan sometimes tries to resolve disputes between the CG and Chosen i think (such as all the snacks Mysteriously Disappearing while everyone in the CG insists they didn't take them all) but I don't think he'd be a huge fan of trying to negotiate with Chosen; which is partially due to them getting a little violent when he tries to get them to stop doing something but moreso due to him still feeling terrible about everything still

[veinsfullofstars]

“I. Am going. To kill that rat.” “What was that, Boss?” “I said, BACK TO YOUR POSTS NOW!” “Y-Y-Yes, sir, right away, sir!”

(ID: Kirby series fanart comic, four borderless panels featuring Dark Meta Knight, Mirror Axe Knight, and Mirror Mace Knight, in which the latter two comment on their leader’s interesting new battle scars, much to his restrained dismay. Transcript below the cut. END ID.)

Good thing his minions aren’t the brightest bulbs in the bunch - otherwise they’d’ve found out about all the friendly hugs he’s been getting in his off-time.

(… this isn’t too much, is it? Stars, I hope not. I tried to keep it vague enough that it doesn’t have to mean anything spicy. Maybe it was just a very competitive game of tag. Or maybe DMK couldn’t quite reach an itch between his wings and Daroach got a bit overenthusiastic trying to help. Basically anything that could ruin his “big scary cool toughguy” reputation. As long as DMK is too embarrassed to admit to it in front of his crew, they’re all viable options, haha.)

Started 12/25/23, finished 12/28/23, updated 01/04/24, updated for color correction 11/02/24. NOTE: This was originally posted on my deleted account on 01/04/24. | Kintsugi AU Masterpost

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Transcript:

Panel 1

*DMK walking forward towards our left, M!Axe and M!Mace passing by in the opposite direction, M!Axe waves cheerily to DMK, who glances at them over his shoulder*

M!Axe: Oh, Boss, there you are! Hey, how was the fight? Didja win?

DMK: Hm? What’re you talking about?

Panel 2

*reverse shot of DMK, still glancing over his shoulder, several pink scratch lines can be seen on his back and the base of his wings, each in sets of three*

M!Mace: Got some new scratches on your back, Boss. Nasty ones, too, by the look of it.

M!Axe: (laughing, impressed) Ha! Musta been one heck of a scrap to leave marks like that! I’d hate to see what happened to the other guy, haha!

Panel 3

*front shot of DMK, his eyes shrunk to dots in realization, as a thought bubble hovers over his head - a simple headshot of Daroach, grinning roguishly beneath the shadow of his hat, showing off his claws as they glint sharply*

Panel 4

*front shot of DMK, sweating and glaring fixedly off to the side, eyes still shrunk, a vivid blush inside his visor, while M!Axe and M!Mace stand where they were before behind him, heads tilted in innocent confusion*

DMK: (strained) … … … Yes. … … A fight. … That’s what happened.

[mxnster-soul]

Hey, just a warning, if Bill is still super delirious/dissociated, try to avoid red and blue?? We think that’s what his parents looked like, and the last thing anyone wants is to remind the poor dude of his dead family :[ (and home dimension)

What the hell.

So

He's fresh outta therapy and is STILL experiencing extreme trauma from losing his family???? 😭

Gonna be hard to avoid those two colors, cuz most of my wardrobe is red and blue stuff-

[fluffysaus]

If all the Freddys from my AUs met.

Swap! Freddy: "I will get my spotlight back, that traitor stole it from me..."

Nightmareish! Freddy: "At least you have a brother! MINE IS A DAMN MONSTER!!!"

Ghosting! Freddy: "Your Goldies are alive?..."

[michimiart-blog]

For the Panic Room Twist Fate AU

I made some portraits similar to the ones that the Original Panic Room has for its quests, but changing the frame detail and adding a little symbol. This symbol is related to their state as member of a faction or factionless.

Characters in order:

Puppeteer, symbol Factionless

John Fall, symbol Factionless

Isami Nakamura, symbol Apprentices

Alice Green, symbol Saboteurs

Jack Firewood, symbol Apprentices

James Firewood, symbol Saboteurs

Matt Stubley, symbol Factionless

Bill Gordon, symbol Factionless

I know the game's main detail is the realism, but to draw the detailed realistic version of these will forbid me from ever finishing it.

OG Panic Room: Nikita Online

Panic Room Twist Fate AU: Me / @michimi-maidenvelekblog / @official-twistfateau

[official-twistfateau]

The first part of the Puppeteer's Mansion is here! Take a look to what the puppets see in the paintings.

Also, if you wanna know which are those rooms, here you go.

It may be a little obvious but as you can notice, the mansion has an almost symmetrical structure. Contrary to the OG Panic Room, this mansion has exactly the same number of rooms in each floor, (five) meanwhile the game has 6 in one (without counting the basement), 4 in the second and 5 in the last (without counting Feather's room).

Some rooms are in different locations than the OG Panic Room (i.e. kitchen, library, bedroom, observatory, art room, children's room, bathroom and lair) while others are renamed or brand new (i.e. Proyection Room being Film Theater, Egyptian Room replacing Indian Room, Chemistry Lab being a new room, etc).

Related to the prior point, basement was moved to the cellar and the cellar moved to the basement, hence why I didn't show the cellar as a room.

Regarding Feather's room and the other inhabitants, their rooms are located on the upper floor (3rd floor) and when they go down, they go through the Observatory side, meaning that they end up in front of the Art Room and have to walk all the way to the kitchen when they are newcomers.

Here is a representation of what I mean:

The one that says '???'s Room' is actually [redacted]'s room, they are not in the house (currently) so that's why their name doesn't appear.

As you can see, more rooms switch up either the location or name, and some are new (deposit and chemistry lab more obviously). Latin Room replaces Japanese Room and Festive is the Holiday Room with another name. Greenhouse is the Winter Garden but with more exterior view (aka the forest).

So, here we are in the first part! Next, I will reblog this post to add the second part. See you later!

Reminder: Original Panic Room belongs to Nikita Online, Panic Room Twist Fate is an AU that belongs to me.

[jimfirewoodsimp]

Belen: What do you take me for? Of course it’s going to be cute.

Abby: *trying and failing to hide her grin* understandable *pause* Isami is suspicious that might be a problem.

Belen: It’ll be fine. We need to get Alice but we can do that and walk because like I said we don’t have much time probably even less now.

Abby: lead the way my best friend!

*Meanwhile with Jack*

Jack: *under his breath* Okay Belen what did you want me to see?

Matt: *blushing* Hello doctor

Jack: *also blushing* I told you. You can call me Jack. Belen call you here too?

Matt: Yeah, where’s your brother? *trying not to sound scared*

Jack: James isn’t that bad. He’s just *pause* protective.

Oh no

Belen: *approaches Abby* Psst!

Abby: *drawings and hums* What happened?

Belen: You know who is a cute couple?

Abby: I have an horrible feeling of where is this going... *pauses and leans on Belen's ear* What did you do to Jack? *whispers*

Belen: May have organized a date... With Matt and him.

Abby: You insane...! And you left me out of it!

Belen: Ssh!! We don't want James to find out *whispers*

Abby: Do you th—

Isami: *appears of nowhere* Belen, where is Jack?

Belen: I have no idea.

Abby: Me neither

Isami: *suspicious frown* I see... *leaves*

Belen: We have thirty seconds, let's go *drags Abby out of the room*

Abby: I hope you at least planned something cute or I am telling dad!

*Dad is John, James is the grumpy uncle, Jack is the cute uncle, Jenny is the strict mom, Alice is also a troublemaker and Isami is the aunt*

[masquerain-with-a-mask]

Leo never went to Casey's timeline before iatstia.

In the future Casey came from, he never existed, he was never mentioned by anyone, nobody ever talked about a mutant turtle with a white hood and a behavior that didn't match the appearance of a 15 year old, no matter how many scars he bears. No one talked about this dimensional traveler who knew about the krang before they brought hell on earth, not theirs, but krang nonetheless, just a different kind of krang. The nominative Periwinkle was never used to refer to a misplaced turtle who had lost his home. Because in the future Casey came from, Leo simply hadn't visited the past that became Casey's present. Maybe he wasn't even jumping from dimension to dimension when Casey was growing up, maybe he was still with his family, maybe he wasn't even born. Maybe he was still a normal turtle, or an egg.

Casey has no way of knowing, because no matter how much he wants to, this isn't the kind of information that Leo will willingly give him. Because it's common knowledge that the traveler keeps his past close to his chest.

But he knows one thing for sure ; to some extent, Leo is like him. He's misplaced. He shouldn't be here. He's an anomaly in this timeline, and it's a wonder that the space-time continuum hasn't crushed him yet, for his mere existence in this time is a paradox. But he has the choice to make it better.

He has the choice to change things, to stop it.

Perhaps it's because they're so similar that Casey feels so sick whenever Leo runs.

[violet27writes]

Whumptober Day 6: Panic Room -Twilight

Part 1 (Legend), Part 2 (Here), Part 3 (Warriors), of (10), Ao3 link

- Twilight-

Twilight wasn’t sure what was happening anymore. One moment, he was charging at the Dark, the next, he was on the ground surrounded by familiar woods. Alone.

His home wouldn’t be too far. The village that raised him when he’d had no home.

The shift-portal left him momentarily disoriented, as always, but even then he’d known something was off. It was too quiet. The birds that usually littered the trees had lost their song. The leaves lay still on their branches. The animals were hidden far from both sight and sound. The earth under him stood still. His forest seemed to be holding its breath. He tried focusing on something. 

Anything. 

Even with his advanced hearing, there was nothing. It was like he’d gone deaf. There wasn’t much to see, either, as it must’ve been just before dawn, with the sky still holding onto the darkest of nights. It was interesting how their different eras seem to hold different day-night cycles as well as constellations. Either way, he would leave that for the scholar and adjacent-scientist to sort out.

Slowly, he pushed himself onto his feet, wincing with every leaf that crunched and every article of clothing that swished. His heart pounded in his ears.

Exactly how far were the others? Were any of the rest of them together? Or were they all alone like him?

Twilight wasn’t sure how to act. Making any more unnecessary sounds would be painting a target on his back. There was undoubtedly an enemy in the area, the only question was who? And what was their purpose?

However, the others would also be here somewhere, in an unfamiliar place. They would know something was up, as they had plenty of wits about them. Some might even be more prepared than Twilight to deal with this threat.

Unfortunately, Twilight’s decision was made for him as the silence broke with a heart-wrenching scream.

Rusl.

Twilight ran. Ran. Ran. Consequences be damned.

His father screamed again, prompting him to somehow quicken his pace. Roots tripped him up. Branches snagged on his clothes, scrapping on his face. 

Run run run.

He found the well-worn path that would lead him through the village and continued on it, the cobblestones crying out as his boots fell on it. Home was right there, just past these trees-

Blood. The wave of it hit his senses harder than a ramming goat. Fresh. Human.

Next was the smell of fire, of smoke, burning more than just wood. More than a harmless campfire, bigger than one had any right to be. He could see it now, too, burning bright between the branches of the spruce and birch. When the trees finally fell away, Twilight slowed his pace to a stop, simply staring at what used to be his home. 

Someone had torn down Ordon.

The town hall was hardly anything more than ashes. The remnants of its planks were black and the fire that had destroyed it was still stubbornly holding onto its life. The buildings surrounding it were in various states of ruin. The shop’s roof was gone, the mayor’s house was frame and bones, the flames on Fado’s ranch were still lively, consuming anything it touched. Twilight didn’t want to avert his gaze. Not toward the houses. 

But, he did.

The houses hadn’t been spared the fire. Even more of them were in the earlier stages of destruction, some still with the thatched roofs holding on to the walls. Rusl and Uli’s was the worst of the lot, not looking dissimilar to the town hall.

Rays of sun began to peek from the horizon, revealing even more to him.

Cloaked figures stood all around the houses and buildings, tall, dark and armed. Around them were the villagers. They lay still and unmoving.

“Link!”

Twilight’s head shot toward the sound. Rusl. He didn’t have time to realize his body was moving again. It wouldn’t have mattered.

His father lay on his back, his shirt drenched in crimson, his gaze wide and scared. The figure standing over him drove a spear into his chest. The light left his eyes in an instant. His outstretched hand fell short. The other lay in Uli’s, who was at his side, eyes glazed over.

Twilight didn’t hesitate after that. Still charging forward, he pulled his sword from his scabbard and lifted it over his head with a battle cry. Whoever had done this was going to die tonight.

The scream alerted the figure, who spun around and then lifted their hand in a feeble attempt at self-defense. Twilight swung. The sword hit their hand- And bounced right off, the force of their magic throwing him back. His sword flew out of his hand from the strength of it as Twilight hit the ground with a crash.

He wheezed as the breath left his air and tried to find where his weapon had landed.

The figure in front of him lowered their hand, tilting their head to the side thoughtfully. They were covered in blood, from their arms, to the blue embroidery on the hems of their tunic, simply reeking of it. But another scent lay below that. Below the smell of ash and smoke. Now from his angle, as well as the scant sunlight, Twilight saw all he needed to see. And the figure knew that too.

Midna lowered her hood, cold eyes piercing into him as she simply stared into him. The Twili began to gather around her, their hoods still up, their faces hidden.

“Don’t worry,” She started, her alien tone sickeningly sweet without the lacing of sarcasm. Her lips pressed together with a smirk, “It’s not my blood.”

Twilight screamed at her, jumping onto his feet. Tears streamed down his face, hot and angry. He had every intention of killing her where she stood. Only, another blast of magic from one of the Twili knocked him back onto the ground.

Again he stood, tearing up the earth beneath him as he charged again with a snarl, before he found himself yet again brought down.

The streams of sunshine bloomed on the horizon, turning the little beams into light akin to fireworks and brightening the sky.

Midna watched, eyes sharp. Gaze cold. “You know, it really is a shame that the daylight can be so violent.”

Then they were gone in the blink of an eye.

And Twilight could do nothing but scream.