#shard's stories

[dollish-shard]

A pilot, a handler, and a technician in a polycule. The handler and technician are dating, and the pilot is more akin to their shared pet or toy. The handler treats her precious weapon so tenderly, while the technician reminds the component of its place.

Every sortie, the pilot straps into its body, ready to be wielded, and feels safe, knowing that its handler will always be there to guide it, and its technician will always be there to fix it. And afterwards, when it is yanked from its true form and crippled into the weak flesh the person it once was viewed as their self, it knows that it will be cared for, until the time it is needed once more.

But until then, it is still a tool. And even with its frail vessel, it knows nothing but the joy of following orders. And what joy it brings in return, to the partners that own it.

[stars-obsession-pit]

Danny Phantom was not used to fighting magic users. Ghosts, yes. But humans with powers? No.

So when a cult managed to successfully summon and bind him, he lacked the knowledge of how to stop them.

And they tore him apart.

His core was broken into pieces, each one then implanted into one of the most loyal cult members (or potentially sold off to another person to use…) to grant them a portion of Phantom’s many powers.

However, the cult didn’t entirely know what they were doing either. You see, it turns out that shattering Danny’s core in that manner didn’t truly end him. His soul still persisted, still refused to die even as it was trapped amongst the disparate shards. Though each individual piece lacked the strength of mind or power to affect their hosts, they would gradually forge themselves together anew should they ever be gathered back together.

And after Red Hood killed several of the cult’s members, that process began. Their shards, now freed, transferred to the vigilante, instinctively latching onto his proto-core. Though still not yet whole enough to form a truly conscious fragment of Danny, they are enough to start to nudge Hood in the right direction (bolstered in effectiveness by Jason’s connection to death)

Jason can feel it deep within his soul. There’s something more to this cult’s powers than just normal magic, and he has a growing need to find out what that is. To stop them. To burn them all down and dig their secrets from the ashes.

[meiyan-path]

Have a drink of Ghostly Elixir. Song: Shard

[lynxalon]

i've seen a fair bit of... pessimism about dorym lately, esp with the ep107, for example wondering if dorian's opposing views on the gods making orym fall out of love, and i have to say. i very highly doubt it, ur fr talking about the man who has held on to will for so long, holding onto will's family and affectionately calling this *his* family too because that didn't stop when will died. i dont think falling out of love is an option or even a thought to orym.

that said, we know that orym has contingencies for if anyone in bells hells crosses the line into being a version of themselves they would despise, for anyone who jeopardizes their mission. his mission. i think, for the first time since knowing dorian, orym finally has a contingency for him. the longer dorian is back, the more orym sees how scarred he is by what's happened (understandable so) and knows that dorian is with bells hells all the way. but if he isn't...

[penofwildfire]

Biggest change I'd make to Ninjago were I to rewrite it would be having the dragons be real characters from the beginning. Not necessarily having them speak human language or anything but definitely making it clear that they're people, not just pets and modes of transportation. Obviously I get why they didn't do this is canon but I think it'd be fun to give the og 4 dragons some real personality.

[hanzajesthanza]

i like how sapkowski needed some more ways to make geralt’s life miserable and the worst thing he could come up with (asides from all the other things) was “what if cats hated you and you couldn’t pet them”

[dent-de-leon]

“You open your eyes for the first time…in the longest time—”

[bottle-of-harpoons]

Let Shard be a part of the hedgehog family.

[hershelchocolateart]

And things just keep getting worse and worse and worse and worse-

Practicing some of these guys' alt forms and little details! Man I love their designs

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[perseruna]

i Adore your fake marriage ice and flame art!! I was wondering, what reference/insp did you use for their outfits??

hello i am SO sorry I'm so late to this unfortunately uni got in the way BUT here's an in depth thread on the costume design of this piece and all the little details and references you might have missed <3

starting off, I wanted it to feel like a wedding picture of two people from different cultures, and they're not only marrying each other but so are their aesthetics. the costumes are very distinctive while also being complementary to each other.

yennefer’s dress is very much Indian sari inspired, while jaskier’s main influence comes from the Detva region of Slovakia. I wanted these costumes to be clearly influenced by traditional clothing while being something they would also wear in universe.

yennefer’s gown while being inspired by traditional saris is also inspired by Yves Saint Laurent and Elsa Schiaparelli take’s on saris as well as this Simone Ashley's look (also the fabric is supposed to be a two-tone taffeta, so I hope that reads well enough)

jaskier's Detva inspired look works so perfectly in universe with his s1 doublets in my opinion. His costume is also inspired by other slavic folk clothing, for example his pants are mostly inspired by the polish mountain style clothing from the Zakopane region.

yennefer's also wearing alta dye on her fingers, which women adorn their fingers with for marriage ceremonies in the Bengali culture. The red dye also matches jaskier's red doublet and the dark blue flowers on jaskier's vest match yennefer's dress. like I mentioned before they're wearing wedding rings with gemstones that match each other's eye color <3 yennefer's wearing bangles, a maangtika and a nath, while jaskier's sporting the single pearl earring that I always draw him in and his other neckless are under his shirt

+ some process from the drawing !! (fun fact the first file that I found on this concept is from may 1st 2023 lmaoo) anyway I really really love it and I'm very proud of it, my fave yenskier piece to date <3

[dollish-shard]

The Hypnowitch

Hypnowitch whose very aura is enough to draw people near her under her spell. Her eyes are so captivating they're impossible to resist, her voice so charming that any request made cannot be disobeyed.

She hates it. She hates this power with all of her being.

She goes everywhere with dark sunglasses, hiding her eyes. She mumbles everything she says as to not accidently issue a command. She spends most of her time cooped up in her isolated manor, communicating with others over the internet, where her power has no sway.

To control others is her heritage, her birthright, but she wants no part in it. Her mothers were despots who used their power to control, always getting what they wanted. And for her, who was immune to their powers...

She swore never to turn out like them.

Most in town feared the witch anyway. They averted their gaze, avoided her, lest they be subject to her control. It was, to them, deeply unpleasant, having their free will ripped away. It was understood she did not intend it, but humans are ever fearful of the different.

Except for one girl.

Where others fled, she remained, watching the witch when she could. Letting that control wash over her, shivering with pleasure as her mind blanked out. She wanted to feel it all the time. She wanted to be completely under the witch's power.

One day, the witch, hurrying to finish her chores, tripped, spilling her belongings all over the ground. The girl's heart soared, for she saw her chance.

"Let this one, Miss!" She said, running over and gathering the witch's things.

"Oh, no, you don't have to, really, it's fine..." The witch mumbled, shaking her head, but the girl continued anyway.

"It is no trouble, Miss! This one exists to serve you!" The girl felt her mouth and body move on their own, and knew bliss like she'd never before.

Blushing with embarrassment and shame, the witch took her things from the girl, muttering apologies, and rushed away as fast as she could.

When the girl's will returned, her mind was made up. She knew what she had to do.

The witch rarely got visitors, her manor so far from any civilization. So when she got a knock on the door, her heart sank, anxiety and fear overwhelming her. She hastily grabbed her glasses and rushed to the door with trepidation in her heart.

She looked through the peephole, and saw the girl that had helped her before. Fear swelled in her heart, for surely this girl had come to get revenge.

"Miss witch?" The girl called. "Are you there? Please open up..."

Swallowing her fear, the witch opened the door.

Instantly, the girl lit up, dropping into a deep bow. The witch shook her head, taking a step back. "No, no no please don't, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry..."

The girl looked up, and smiled. "Don't apologize, miss. This one has come to pledge itself to you."

As the witch stared, mouth agape, the girl continued, the words compelled from her lips but coming from her heart. "This one has always yearned to serve, Miss. It could think of no greater honor than you be a vessel for your will."

"You... want this?" The witch asked. She had never experienced anything like this before.

"More than anything, Miss." The girl nodded.

"And you're not afraid?"

She shook her head. "No, Miss. This one is eager and willing."

And the witch knew that her words were true, for she had asked for the truth, and her power ensured it. A new, strange feeling bloomed in her chest, filling her body with warmth.

"Then... look into my eyes, little one. Gaze, and be claimed."

She lowered her glasses.

And the girl stared, and felt herself sink further than she ever had. The world around her melted, for what took up her entire mind now was her world. Her Miss, whose power in full she at last was under.

The girl was washed away, revealing the true self, the doll, underneath.

The witch rarely leaves her home anymore. The people of the nearby town feel much safer, without her strange aura twisting their thoughts. In her place acted a doll, obeying the commands of its Miss.

And yet, the witch is happier than she's ever been.

She lets her eyes uncovered run over her devoted servant, issues commands in firm tones. Her heart sings, because she knows that the control she takes is freely given, and not cruelly stolen.

And both witch and doll finally, in each other's embrace, feel comfort.

[witchexia]

finally decided to write something about simons final day as a field agent!! xx

[luna-the-cretar]

Jericho’s segment in episode 17 just. Fucking. SHATTERED my heart. Especially at the end, when Lethica gave him a (very much needed) hug, and Jericho just. Didn’t know what to do. Poor baby just awkwardly held his arms up before awkwardly patting her back.

MIKEY. WHY THE FUCK YOU GOTTA DO THIS TO ME MIKEY. YOU FUCK. YOU CANT JUST MAKE SUCH A PRECIOUS BEAN LIKE JERICHO TAKE MY HEART THE MOMENT I FIRST HEARD HIM SPEAK, JUST TO SHRED IT TO PIECES WHEN WE LEARN HIS BACKSTORY. YOU CANT DO THIS FOR ME. I DONT HAVE THE EMOTIONAL STRENGTH FOR THIS RIGHT NOW YOU FUCKER

[thegreatyin]

it's always a delight to see OC lore backed up by canon.

[dandelionjack]

i have a maybe lukewarm maybe hot take about this godforsaken show that some people could find mean, but i stand behind it, no elaboration (okay, some elaboration in the tags below… a lot of elaboration)

opinion: if you claim to like clara’s dynamic with the doctor and her character development in series 8 and 9, but simultaneously say you hate the impossible girl arc/elevenclara, you don’t actually understand anything about their relationship and what makes it the way that it is

[hanzajesthanza]

geralt: hi kitty :)

cat: [hisses]

geralt:

“it’s fine i didn’t want to pet you anyways”