#star dream ic

[purpleincarnation]

Purple fairy🪻🪄

🪻⭐🌜✨🪻✨🌛⭐🪻

[caccry]

screw you *star warses ur metal gear*

(individuals under cut)

[gilfhunter069]

I think we need to acknowledge this (Suffering Cute Aggression)

[isame-allen]

Dreamswpa except it has some mix of murder drones(they are not robots in this au)

Oh this was so fun to draw

[dankdope69]

Fandom bingo i stole from my main Pinterest account :D

Note these aren't all my fandoms i'm in like a million fandoms

[feyres-divorce-lawyer]

ad infinitum

A teenage girl enters her father’s office, dreading the news she was raised her whole life to anticipate. She’s being married off to some influential noble. Her father will make new connections through her marriage. Her mother’s in charge of the wedding, tradition states. It’s a lovely cycle.

Her dress is quite pretty. Night Court black in silk, silver gems sewn onto the bodice and train of her veil, as well as the matching gloves. They’re what she imagines stars look like. Closest she’ll ever get to seeing them.

Her father-in-law makes a crude joke, his son will rip her stars away tonight. She wants to run. She doesn’t. Remembers what happens to girls who run, who disobey. There are no High Lords in her bloodline.

The wedding’s over. She has a new home. Night’s come. Her mother said to think happy thoughts. It’s over. He wasn’t all that rough, she supposes. It could’ve been worse. She prays to the Mother that once was enough. It wasn’t. A second night. Then a third, then a fourth, then a fifth, then a sixth, a seventh, an eighth. Nothing.

Her husband’s frustrated. He’s taken a mistress. The whole household knows. She says nothing.

A decade passes. The mistress has two children. She remains childless. Her bed remains empty. She’s glad for it.

Two decades. The mistress is dead. Her husband killed her in a fit of rage. She never sees those two children again either.

Her husband starts visiting her again. It hurts. She thinks happy thoughts. She’s pregnant, hopes it’s a boy. Women can’t inherit.

Ten months. An uneventful birth. It’s a girl.

Three decades pass. She has a son now. She’s planning a wedding. Her daughter’s lucky, she thinks. Her future son-in-law is only 387. Not all that old. She’ll attend a wedding soon enough, help her daughter plan it.

It’s a lovely cycle.

[kittymoneymonster]

Girls trip!!

[allmyandroids]

needed to gif this scene because how Lee Woods jumped onto that guy with the best smirk ever was so hot, he should do it more often tbh

[ofironandivory]

I'm BACK to yap about the ship of the hour - emerie x viktor🗣️🗣️ (brace yourself, it's a bit of a word vomit)

so uh idk if you know about this AU but it was kinda popular in the arcane fandom at some point (or at least I think it was akahaj)

it's called the lumen au and it's a type of soulmate au.

a lumen is a ball of light usually around the size of a tennis ball, but it can vary I think lol, that is a physical manifestation of their soul mates soul. the colour, texture and any other features of the lumen varies depending on the soulmate.

the lumen has a personality similar to the soulmate, so a ditzy soulmate might have a lumen that wanders around a bit lol. but at the end of the day lumens always follow their respective soulmate, although they're not tethered and can be stolen but thats a whole other story.

the soulmate can also feel anything that happens to their lumen. so tickling, kissing, biting, poking, squeezing etc. the lumen results in the soulmate feeling it no matter where they are. the feeling all depends on the intention of the person touching the lumen, so if they are poking it with the intention of comfort that's what the soulmate will feel and vice versa.

when soulmate meet, their lumens get drawn to each other and kinda.. circle each other and let out a bright light before going back to their respective owners. by that I mean the lumen goes back to whoever they were already with prior, the souls don't just trade owners if that makes sense. lumen a stays with person b and vice versa. I think it is possible to trade lumens so you can have your own lumen in your possession, and maybe even trade it with someone else and decide your own fate :D

okay ramble over, I sent this because I have questions👀✍🏼

1 what do you think you and your f/os lumen would look like 2 what are their thoughts on lumens and 3 how do they treat their lumens based on 2

if you're not a big fan of soulmate au's - or just don't want to respond to this which is fair lmao - consider this a free gush pass🎟️

enjoy the rest of your day!!

@i-put-the-s4p-in-s4pphic

I LOVE SOULMATE AUS, ESPECIALLY WHEN IT COMES TO STUFF LIKE THIS FIFHDJDHDKDH!!!

Let's see... I'll do my real self and some of my S/Is and their respective F/Os!!

I feel like my lumen would be slightly dim around the edges but bright in the middle, with a blue and purple hue. Its texture would be like a stuffed animal, soft and fuzzy. It'd be shy and reserved, but clingy and curious, so it'd mostly reside in my soulmate's pocket or bag! It'd also expand or shrink depending on its mood, the more cheerful or pleased it is, the larger and brighter it'll get and vice versa!

Charlie's lumen is mostly green, with a deep blue center! Its texture resembles a very soft and warm cloth. It behaves extremely shyly most of the time, but when it believes its soulmate isn't looking it'll flicker and bounce excitedly! If it doesn't know where its soulmate is, it'll look around for them frantically, scared to be by itself

Emerie's lumen would be bright teal with a pink center, always bright and never entirely steady. It'd feel smooth and cool to the touch like a pearl! It mirrors its soulmate very well, so if it senses joy it'll bounce around the room in excitement; if it senses sadness it'll dim itself out and stay close to its soulmate, to comfort them in anyway it can

Viktor's lumen is a varying gradient from light blue to bright white, with iridescence "shards" that flicker and change colors around its core. The texture is surprisingly soft and cool to the touch, like letting a cloud slip by your fingers!It's very demure in nature, mostly floating still over its soulmate's shoulder, watching over them intently and curiously. It feels warmer to the touch when caressed with love or desire!

Jinx's lumen flashes between pink, purple and blue constantly. It looks sharp but feels warm and smooth to the touch, almost like holding someone's hand! It behaves sporadically and does as it pleases most of the time. If it feels like its soulmate isn't giving it enough attention, it will shove itself in its soulmate's face and interrupt whatever they're doing

Ocean Princess' lumen is constantly changing between multiple hues of blue! Its texture is like dipping one's hand into cool water! It should be kept on a leash, if at all possible! It is constantly all over the place, darting around in excitement and curiosity over every little thing. It is also incredibly affectionate and often floats up and around its soulmate's face and hands for pets and "kisses"

Simon's lumen has a cozy orange hue, with a very small blue core. It feels warm and nostalgic, like slipping under a comfy blanket during a rainy afternoon! It behaves shyly but if it notices its soulmate feeling upset it'll try to do something silly to make them smile and cheer up!

Eris' lumen is a deep shade of green with a purple center. It feels almost electric, leaving a tingling sensation after coming in contact with someone. It behaves like a floating lamp, unless handled with love and affection repeatedly, then it will always be around its soulmate! It will try to be helpful by dragging or pushing things closer to its soulmate and "blinking" over something they may be looking for or forgetting

Sir Pentious' lumen is golden and extravagant, it feels bumpy and cold like bolted metal. It tries to keep its composure and behave nonchalantly but it releases a proud hiss and smoke once excited or happy! It follows its soulmate around and usually slips under their sleeves or hair, like it's using them as a hat!

[icedragonlizard]

Let's talk about Ice Dragon

I mean.. this thing is literally my namesake! Let me give it recognition.

I know I frequently post about characters such as Susie, Magolor and Marx, and yet I have "icedragonlizard" as my username which would imply that I should be more all over this big chubby blue dinosaur.

Funny of me to be acting the way I do.

However... despite seldom talking about him, I do love this thing.

I chose this username for two reasons: 1.) to stand out and 2.) while Ice Dragon may not necessarily be my top favorite character in all of Kirby, it is however one of my very favorite designs in the series!

I adore the appearance of this big cute silly thing.

He's big. He's chubby. He's blue. He looks very squishy. I want to hug him even if he'd bite me or turn me into an ice cube. He just straight up looks like a dinosaur, despite having dragon in his name. This is like the perfect sort of kawaii dinosaur design you'd expect in Kirby.

He looks like the substitute decoy from pokemon, LOL.

We don't have much reptiles in Kirby. There's also Landia, of course, which is another dragon. And there are also Galbos, an enemy species with evolved variants such as Galboros. I've noticed the visual similarities that Ice Dragon has to Galbos. May they be related at all?

I think the biggest problem with Ice Dragon is that he... isn't much of a character. He's very under-utilized. As far as I know, all his main appearances are: a boss in Dream Land 2 where he debuted, he's a painting that Adeleine summons in Dream Land 3, 64 and Star Allies (the former two as bosses, the latter as playable), he's a hologram in Planet Robobot, and if I'm not mistaken he also shows up in the clash games. I've never actually played the clash games but I've seen images of him in it.

And the fact he sadly has little recognition in the fandom in general.

He's much less major than other boss characters like Whispy Woods and Kracko. At least those two show up in like almost every game.

He doesn't even have a mask of his likeliness in Merry Magoland!

At least he does appear in the anime, though. I think it was cool the way they handled him, where they gave him a small version and then he just grew really gigantic.

There's unfortunately just very little to work with or talk about with Ice Dragon. One can try to rectify this with headcanons, which I've tried.

I do have headcanons for him.... it's just not a ton due to how little and minor of a character he is. For one, I headcanon that he's the king of whatever is Popstar's main snowy/arctic area, whether that be Iceberg (from DL2 and DL3) or White Wafers (from RTDL). And I imagine he's friends with King Dedede or at least gets along with him well, since they both serve as kings in their respective lands. Adeleine and the animal friends may know him and get along with him well, too, since the former even has paintings of him that she can summon.

If Ice Dragon was more major than he is... if they made him a more frequent boss and did more with him, I'd be all over it. I'd talk about him a lot more. I'd develop more headcanons for him at that point!

I once thought about that if Forgotten Land was willing to include dinosaur-like creatures during its game, then a primal version of Ice Dragon would've been absolutely perfect for the Winter Horns section.

If they ever do a Kirby game that includes dinosaurs, whether they be the villain faction or something else, then I think Ice Dragon himself or a relative could show up, and the aesthetic of his design could be a great base for other dinosaur creatures that get added in the series.

^ Just an idea, more ideas could be made.

This could be said for a lot of other characters in Kirby, I know, but I think a lot of really cool and awesome stuff could be done with Ice Dragon if HAL were to utilize him as such. I'd love to see it happen.

Oh and by the way, I'm aware that a plushie for Ice Dragon exists... it's from the Roly-Poly Friends merch line, but it's extremely rare to find and also costs a ton of money. It's out of my luxury to get it, sadly.

I would love to see a Sanei plushie of this guy come out at some point. I did say after all that I'd expand on my plushie collection more when they introduce more Sanei plushies later down the road, didn't I? Hahahahaha. Although I have the feeling that may take a while. That's fine. No need to rush. But if an Ice Dragon plush from Sanei comes into existence, I'm going to get it in a heartbeat. It'll be great.

[raccoon-crown]

DREAM LAND AU: Frost (aka Kit) the Jambastion General

As I said, Hypnoss (Starline from this AU) went on a voyage to find people who could inherit the power from the elemental Crystals, that's why he went to Snow Island in looking of a candidate.

After all, that frozen place would be perfect to find someone at an inch from freezing... And he did.

There in the middle of a snow storm, was a small fox, a fennec, almost buried in the white snow only a scarf and a little coat.

It was his fist test but since the little fox had the furr frozen and the ears dull from the cold, he knew he had very little time left.

It just needed a dosis of stardust for the kid's furr and skin turn pale and blue, and when he stopped absorbing the ice around his breathing was back to normal.

To Hypnoss, the kid was the prove that the experiment was a success so he took him with him to Jambastion. There, he treated him and when he woke up discovered that the little fennec was actually an abandoned kid.

He couldn't be more lucky.

"Don't Worry Kit, all those bad memories are just gonna go away soon" he said.

After all, his name wasn't Hypnoss for nothing.

And that was how the first General of Ice was Born.

[iniziare]

Tag drop: Jingliu

[roetrolls]

Damage Control II

(Previous!)

Cylion is still sitting in a daze when Nymira reaches his room, her sudden awakening leaving his own consciousness to snap back into place like a spring-loaded rubber band. He can almost envision a cartoonish halo of stars circling his head, the static in his skull akin to stinging.

It’s not as if he wasn’t expecting this, though. She needed a scare––a proper scare. He knew what that meant when he was crafting it. The odds that she even notices the state he’s in are next to none, especially having just woken up herself.

The door flies open more dramatically than usual, clearly driven more by frantic terror than Nymira’s typical childish distress. She stumbles in, face wash with tears, and he nearly finds himself distracted by the inky rivulets running down her cheeks. They pour out of her at a hurricane’s velocity, each drop a swirling dance of color in the way they refract the light.

“Cylion!” She blubbers, choking on her own sobs. “Father– I-I saw Father–”

His heart twinges at the anguish in her voice, and he finds himself once again wishing that his sister were a less stubborn sort. He would have much preferred it never come to this.

Even in his stupor, Cylion wastes no time in opening his arms to her. Nymira falls into them just as quickly.

With a gentle shush, the prophet smoothes his goddess’ hair and hugs her to his chest, holding firm even as he feels her shoulders wrack with sobs. He angles his head to press a kiss to her hairline, again petting the younger troll with one steady hand.

She always looks so tiny from this angle.

“I-I couldn’t find anyone,” she hiccups, gripping him as if terrified he will vanish into smoke. “I couldn’t find you and then–”

“It’s alright, Mira. I’m here.”

A pitiable sob draws itself from her throat, and Cylion can feel cool tears soaking through his shirt.

“Take your time,” he soothes her, “we’ll decipher it once you’re ready.”

She acknowledges him with a feeble nod against his chest, weary hands still clutching the yellowblood with all the strength they can muster. He bundles her further into his arms and rises from the kitchen island, tension melting from his shoulders as he corrales her toward his bedroom.

As they pass Somnia’s door, he taps his foot two times against the wood.

––––––

Somnia never bothered to ask what Cylion had planned for their sister that morning, but after hearing her reaction to it, he figures it must have been a doozy. One might even suggest that Cylion took it farther than he had to, but hey, who is he to question the master?

His biggest gripe, really, is just that he’s been forced out of bed for this mess.

He scratches idly at his ear as he steps into Nymira’s room, lips screwed together in thought. If he were a severed arm, where would he be?

Before he can lose himself to the thought fully, Somnia’s attention is captured by the faint scraping of metal, a grating screech that sounds in short, choppy bursts from across the room.

Nymira’s curtain inches open, seemingly on its own, and a thin strip of sunlight dips inside to cleave the room in two.

There’s a pause, then another scrape, and the beam widens ever so slightly.

Somnia can’t help but grin.

With all the confidence of a playground bully, the goldblood strides to the window and thrusts a hand towards the sill, fist closing tightly around smooth, sun-soaked wood. He can feel the doll’s joints tighten in his grip, a charming mimicry of tensing muscles as response to his intrusion.

It twists in his hand, little legs kicking fruitlessly and arms pinned at its sides, and he gives it a small shake as he draws it into view.

“That could have been smart,” he admits, patting its head with his thumb. “Shame you didn’t start sooner.”

Little Friend glares up at him, painted face displaying a rather impressive amount of vitriol. Amusing. On any other night, he might have been inclined to take a break and bother it a while.

With how stressed Cylion has been, though, that kind of delay seems likely to give the poor man an aneurysm. 

“You can go back once I’m finished here,” Somnia assures the doll before shoving it headfirst into his pocket. It thrashes, fighting to turn itself upright, but he pushes it deeper before it can gain much leverage.

Satisfied that the thing won’t be climbing out any time soon, he laces his fingers to stretch his arms in front of him and sweeps his gaze around the room, thoughts drifting back to the topic at hand. That being, of course, Marrie’s hand.

He checks the reasonable places first––desk, bookshelf, reading nook––but to no avail. The closet and dresser prove similarly useless. When it finally hits him, he feels more than a bit ridiculous.

Where else would Nymira bring something she was trying to safeguard?

It takes some patting down to find it in her bed, tangled up in the mass of pillowy blankets she burrows into each morning, but he knows he’s guessed correctly when his palm hits something solid.

He’s struck with the realization that his sister has more than likely been sleeping with this thing, and Somnia’s face contorts in disgust. Sure, it’s made of wood, but it’s still a bit creepy, isn’t it? He pictures her clutching it to her chest like some kind of demented teddy bear, a visual that is, for once, too grim to be hilarious.

For a brief moment, he allows himself to pity her. He stares at the ring still sitting on Marrie’s finger, a knot forming in his stomach. Nymira made that, didn’t she? She’d shown it off to him when she did, buzzing excitedly about the opportunity to give her friend a gift.

Would it ruin Cylion’s plans to let her keep it?

Somnia chews his lip, eyes still locked on the trinket. This doesn’t seem like the type of decision he should be making.

But with circumstances being what they are… who else can?

After some extended deliberation, he pulls Little Friend from his pocket and drops it on the desk. The doll, disoriented at first, takes a moment to clamber to its feet before turning back to resume its glaring.

Somnia holds up the ring. “Where would Mira lose something like this?”

A look of confusion crosses over Little Friend’s face, and he responds by shoving the object into its chest, knocking the doll over in the process.

“She made it for Marrie. She never gave it to her. Where did she lose it?”

It looks dumbfounded by the question, dotted eyes shifting back and forth as it searches Somnia’s expression. Then, it raises an arm and points toward her bed, little hand angled at the floor.

“Under the bed?”

It nods.

“That’ll work.”

Finished with the doll, Somnia flicks Little Friend to send it spinning halfway across the desk, whatever brief sincerity he had donned morphing right back into his usual satisfied smirk. 

Genuine care sufficiently stifled, he sets the ring in place and tucks Marrie’s arm under his own, traipsing out of the room without another glance.

[unmeinoniwa]

     LOOKS like Theodore’s doing a bit of housekeeping around but perhaps he’s carrying a bit too many books in his arms -- they almost seem like they’re about to topple over at any moment.

[detectivekirby]