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museumartz · 11 days ago
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Some doodles of my The Book of Life “Copycat” AU!
Javier is in possession of Joaquin’s body… he doesn’t think he’s making it obvious. (Plus AU Claudia full body sketch!)
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catrinita-jadez · 1 year ago
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Cringe culture died years ago
So fuck it, I'm gonna be telling y'all some gods (like La Muerte and Xibalba)
La Flora
A plant god who makes flowers and plants grow (that includes trees). Her dress is made out of every flower (roses, dandelions, sunflowers, etc.). In the original concept when I thought of her, the plants and flowers die when she's feeling any negative emotion. She does have a land (Like La Muerte and Xibalba), which is Land of flowers
La animal
An animal god who watches over real and dead animals. She wears a short dress with skeleton printed animals. She would always play with the dead animals when they feel alone or let them play with other animals. Like La Muerte's land, she has a land full of animals that have passed away.
El clima
The god of weather. A strong and serious man (and by serious I mean emotional), whatever feeling he feels, the weather is also affected by it. For example, if he's sad, it drizzles with rain. If he's mad, there are thunderstorms. If he's happy, the sun shines. He wears a very reactive suit that can also be effective by his emotions. In his land, it's also effective by his emotions.
That's all the character concepts I have from last night, I may draw them soon.
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wanologic · 8 months ago
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sorry danny, sam will never think you’re cool
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spicymancer · 2 months ago
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So I know you generally keep Beck’s dad pretty mysterious but like
You called him a SUPERVILLAIN, as opposed to a criminal or mob boss. Did he have powers, like Geese Howard? Or was he a mundane but ungodly strong martial artist with a lot of resources?
(I apologize for sending loads of asks, btw, but you’ve made a lot of fascinating characters and I can’t help wondering about them)
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Beck's dead dad, Logan is definitely closer to a Batman or Spiderman villain (See: Penguin or Kingpin) than like, a Doctor Doom or Brainiac.
He's got some cybernetic augmentations (And I think Beck does too but I haven't explored them as much) and he probably takes some kind of Super Drug right before he's climactically killed. I have some vague ideas about the "cast" of the previous (even more fake than the main one) Rumble Game, but a lot of it is based on vibes.
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marciaillust · 11 months ago
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Asterism book cover
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sea-webs · 7 months ago
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"I don't know who I want to be, anymore."
Oc - Cirque | The Dragon Chosen by the Shadows |
| mary oliver / franz wright / chelsea dingman / mary oliver / sue zhao / can't find :( / can't find :( / i am a dog. i have blood all over my teeth. - sciencedfiction / little weirds - jenny slate / the unabridged journals of sylvia |
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thursdaymoonrise11 · 1 month ago
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Phoebe Honeyball's muggle childhood ✨
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If you will indulge me, this is the life of Phoebe (hogwarts legacy MC) before she was discovered as a witch:
Phoebe grew up in village near Bakewell, Derbyshire
Her father works at the post office, and her mother works in the local cotton mill. They are a close knit family and Bee is both a mummy AND daddy's girl
Her family are not well off, and Phoebe is expected to leave school at 15 to help provide, even though her parents wish she could stay in education
Sensitive only child energy
Missing baby teeth ALWAYS
Plays football with her best friend on the dales, even though only boys are allowed to play sports
(football was stolen from an annoying boy at school, but she will cry if her crime is ever discovered)
Often gets in trouble / is caned (it is the 1880s folks) for being too curious for her own good
Can manipulate fire?? When she's emotional?? How can that be??
Once her parents go to bed, she ignites a candle and reads a book she's borrowed from someone in the village (it might be fiction or something mundane like the train station manual, it doesn't matter)
Tall girl her WHOLE life
Her chalk board goes with her EVERYWHERE
Her clothes are always fraying because she's always rushing and pays no mind to how wild her hair gets
Everyone in the village says she's 'away with the fairies'
(references used)
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desultory-novice · 13 days ago
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"International Tug of War Day"
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"That's sweet, but you know you don't have to pay extra to bring in any kind of doll or emotional support animal with you."
"...No, I really should. With the damage this group is liable to cause, you'll want the money."
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They won, of course.
The next year, dolls, plushies, butterflies, and any/all "strange pets" were barred from the convention.
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Valfrey, Soul of the Universe / @gethoce Rope "really loves ropes" MF / @mint-termsandconditions Starstruck "perfectly ordinary" Dee / @starflungwaddledee Noir "Dark Matter's Swordsman" Fontaine / @ me
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Congratulations, Noir, you served your penance!
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sskybooks · 2 months ago
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#25 What would your character do if they were a superhero? (And what would their powers be?)
I know you all have amazing creative juices in you and some amazing characters. This prompt is just for you to have fun and to help you explore your Character in a different setting. I would LOVE to hear what your Characters would do.
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aria-greenhoodie · 5 months ago
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Abigale Northwest, your wings are clipped and your nest is full. How do you keep your fledgling safe when you cannot fly for yourself?
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Ok so. I have a very specific interpretation of Abigale Blackwing/Northwest and I’ve constructed a whole narrative so I’m going to vomit some bullet points here because I’m CRAZY.
After the conference that got the Anti-Cipher society disbanded and had Thurburt Mudget Waxstaff III institutionalized, Abigale fled the scene for fear of meeting the same fate.
As an unmarried woman with an eccentric personality (and a checkered past according to my own headcanons) she would have been VERY at risk of being institutionalized as well, and mental hospitals in the early 1900s were uh. Definitely not great places to be if you’re a woman (Obviously it’s not great for men either but they did some real heinous shit to women specifically), and Abigale knows that.
While in hiding, a wealthy man by the surname of Northwest finds and approaches her with an offer; he would offer her safety from authorities and mental institutions in exchange for her hand in marriage.
Not seeing another way out, and her paranoia flaring due to still being taunted in her dreams by that damned triangle, she agrees.
She HATES her husband. Fucking DESPISES him. She hates their house, she hates how he refuses to let her tinker and invent in peace, she hates his rules and mannerisms. She is MISERABLE.
The only good thing to come from that man is their son. She ADORES her boy, and desperately wants to keep him safe and well.
Unfortunately Mr. Northwest is a huge piece of shit to both his wife and child so that doesn’t go very well.
Abigale feels trapped. She thought this marriage would cement her freedom from the asylum, but now she just lives in a different type of cage. She’s not sure how much longer she can take this before doing something drastic.
I have a different artpiece about that drastic thing she may or may not have done…. Teehee…. I’ll post it later 😇
Anyway long live Abigale Blackwing I am her biggest and only fan and proud to be
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bastart13 · 7 months ago
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My sister got me to read some Warrior Cats books so here are some other OCs I've AUed into cats:
Hedvig/Dewshine (she/her) - Pretty silver-ginger she-cat. Deputy to her clan and definitely not planning to usurp leadership
Elisedd/Embereye (he/him) - Massive black colourpoint tom. Former medicine cat apprentice before being exiled, and now looking for revenge
Lizaveta/Stagtooth (she/her) - Broad cream tabby she-cat. Bloodthirsty and proud warrior, eager to keep other clans in line
Maya/Shadowleap (she/her) - Sleek black she-cat. Quiet deputy to another clan with a speciality in information-gathering
Alexei/Mousenose (he/she/they) - Thick-furred black tabby. Gossipy warrior curious to see how things play out and how they can stay on the winning team
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iridiss · 2 months ago
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Aaron’s such an underrated character on Aphblr tbh. He’s become one of my favorite characters in the cast as I rewatch more and more of Mystreet. Aaron will tease you, but he’s also one of the best characters in the cast to go to for emotional support. He’ll tell you as it is, smack you upside the head when you’re being crazy and shake you back to rational normalcy, but then he’ll sigh and tell you you’re gonna be just fine and everything’s gonna be okay. He is the number one (and on occasion only) holder of brain cells in the whole neighborhood. He’s the most sensible, and often the word of wisdom/rationale, much more so than Katelyn or Lucinda or Zane or Laurance are. This can often make him come off as a serious character, but he’s still down to clown! He just does it in a different way!
He’s supposed to contrast Aphmau’s louder, more extroverted, playful, ditzy, eccentric personality, by being quieter, more rational, more responsible, more cautious and careful, more reserved, a word of wisdom to contrast her crazier, chaotic energy and pranking and punning and ponies and general whimsical tomfoolery. But that does not, by any means, mean that he is not participating in the antics. Just because he’s the only one who thought to bring a first aid kit and a safety harness doesn’t mean he’s not jumping off that cliff with everyone else in this crazy cast. You tell him to dig, he’ll bring shovels. He may sigh or say “oh god not again” when shit goes awry or the gang decides they are Dead Set on doing something insane for the 10,000th time, but by god he will commit. Aphmau kidnaps a baby and goes on a mad chase for a comedic bit, and he never complains about how “stupid” and “reckless” and “obnoxious” his girlfriend is, he just says in a completely calm tone, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go save my girlfriend.” And he chases after her immediately lmao.
Aaron enables the antics and participates in them, and if you rile him up or challenge him damn well enough, he will throw himself into the group antics with an unbeatable, fiery fervor. If the boys decide they’re all gonna pretend to be Santa and his elves in order to cause prankster-variety chaos one day, Aaron would join in and go right alongside them. He’s here to make sure it all goes to plan. He’s here to make sure you don’t break any bones when you jump off that roof like a madman. He’s here to help you run away from the cops, help you break into the building. He may chide you for doing it in the first place (“do you even know what you’re doing?!”), and if needed he may drag you back home if you’re barking up the wrong tree and it’s nothing but detrimental to you, but if it’s viable for the bit, he absolutely will show you how to break a window correctly.
And he can be a little shit if he wants to, too!! He can snicker at you and tease you and make quips, and I bet if Aaron himself dedicated his energy to it, he would make the best of pranks. He’s not an asshole that’s full of himself and too serious and stoic and cool for being silly, he’s not a whiny bitch, he’s actually very incredibly supportive. At times, much more so than Garroth, Laurance, Zane, Katelyn, etc. He’s reliable, he trusts Aphmau a lot, he knows how shittily Aphmau cooks and still does his damndest to support her, and he will force himself to eat her biohazardous cooking just to make her happy. He is the chef of the household. He’s good with animals, animals love him. He’s a kind guy!!! He’s just got his own unique energy and vibe to him, that no one else in the cast really has, and I really appreciate that core trait of him. He’s a grounding character. He’s probably got his own ways that he’s weird and eccentric that are a lot more hidden than Aphmau’s. If we didn’t have Aaron, the entire neighborhood would have burned down ages ago, ten times over.
I genuinely do believe he’d make a fantastic dad, being a combination of a soft and gentle and tenderly loving man, and responsible enough to always bring safety helmets and bandaids and snacks, very supportive of his kids development, emotionally available as a great source of genuine advice and wisdom while still getting plenty of encouragement. He would probably want to make an effort to be a very different parent than his father was, and since he was emotionally neglected as a child, he would refuse to do anything similar to his own kids. He’d be a good influence (and Aphmau would be the bad influence LOL)
He’s kind of a teddy bear of a man <3 If he weren’t so heavily wolf-themed, I’d say a bear would be the best animal that’d fit his personality and energy. He’d protect you like a bear, he can be really fucking terrifying if he wants to, but he’d only use that power to make sure Aphmau gets what she wants and needs to make her happy. He’d never use that terrifying intimidation factor of his on his friends and loved ones, never as anything more than a single look that has a derailing Garroth/Laurance/Travis/Dante/Gene/etc. get right the fuck back on track and start backpedaling, like if they started saying or doing something careless or stupid that made Aphmau feel worse. He’s quiet and reserved with that tired, grounded, solid energy of a bear. He’s a big guy. But he can also be really soft and supportive and sweet. He takes more time to come out of his shell and let down his walls, but when he does, he really dedicates his life to the few people he manages to trust. And it’s that thick outer shell that makes Aphmau a good match for him, because she’s kinda the only character in the cast who’s able to bring him out of his shell so easily.
She’s kind and extremely friendly, unstoppably and unendingly so. She’s sweet and naive and selfless in the way that proves to Aaron that she’s not trying to get anything out of him, she’s not lying to him, and she would never neglect him or just…abandon him like a discarded toy once she’s through with him. She’s not scared of him. She sees the best in everybody, and sees that there’s something more underneath that scary, prickly outer shell of defenses that’s managed to push everyone else away and keep the likes of Laurance and Garroth and Katelyn on their toes. She sees what no one else does, she sees the true beauty and the kind heart he has underneath. Even in MCD, when he’s literally held a sword to her throat and threatened her life multiple times, she can still sense that he’s full of shit and there’s a kind heart underneath, and if she does a little cultivating, extends a hand of gentle kindness and genuine affection, a kind of love and affection he’s never really seen before and been starved of all his life… it works wonders, and he steps out to meet her. He changes, drastically, because she sees the best in him, and that makes him want to become the best version of himself that he can be, for her. Where he might hate himself and grapple with feeling unloveable, Aphmau is there to remind him none of its true. And so he tries to keep her nightmares away in return, sticking by her side, taking care of her, cooking for her, encouraging her to keep doing everything she does best, defends her against the bullies that make her feel like she’s not good enough, and takes her by the shoulders to remind her that she is good enough, and all the voices out there and in her head that tell her she’s not are full of shit. Because he knows first-hand, better than most, the good things she brings to those around her and the wonderful presence she is in others lives, and how wonderful she is as a person. He trusts her. He’s here to guide her along in her path to becoming her fullest self, to give her that last big nudge to boost her along the way. Likely on a cosmic level, mainly, with her becoming Irene.
He’s very sweet, he’s sweet to Aphmau, Aphmau’s even sweeter to him, and genuinely I’ve learned to love the big, fluffy guy and I really appreciate him and his impact on the other characters the more and more I see of him. I don’t really know how I would enjoy Mystreet or MCD or the Aphverse without him. If he were real, I would love to give him one big hug, I bet his hugs would be amazing (topped only by Garroth’s rib-crushing bear hugs)
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catrinita-jadez · 1 year ago
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el avaricio
Like Mammon and Xibalba, they're very greedy and a cheater. Made a deal with him, you're cursed until you give him something he likes. He's 13 feet tall, shirtless and has some dark green goo on his bottom body (on his waist, like the Nagas (aka the half serpent and half human). If he had a voice, it would be the crab from Moana (yes, the one that sang Shiny IT'S A GOOD SONG.). His human disguise is a dealer and his realm is full of gold, jewels, gems, weapons, all of that.
tiempo
Knows about the past, Present, and the Future. Of course he can see the future. He's 7 feet and wears clocks as his outfit (like old timey clocks). He hates to worry but cares about the time and future and what might happen to someone. His realm is full of clocks (and paintings of clocks). His human design is a clock shop owner (his favorite clock is the great grandfather clock).
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jiubilant · 7 months ago
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cw: blood
“Do you love your brothers?” asks the priestess of the god Ofaanruvaak.
The god, licking the gore from his great maw, grants her a burning look. He’d caught the god of the hillmen, his brother, winging over his land without tribute or tinvaak—and had named him anew for this insolence, that Ahrolmal who had been Ahrolmul would not again forget who was thur from pines to fens. Nor would the hillmen forget. The priestess, before sending her marshmen to make thralls and crowfood of Ahrolmal’s folk, had painted their faces herself.
Now she stands at the foot of the godsroost as Ofaanruvaak Raven-Gift clambers down. Stones skitter down the slope. The ground trembles like a supplicant. A tree trodden beneath the god’s foot groans, prostrates itself, and snaps like a twig.
“Tell me a riddle,” he croaks, his voice still hoarse with flame. He bends his head. Smoke vents from teeth longer than seaxes. In the gilded hall of Konahrik Jun, hung above the pelt-strewn throne, the priestess had once seen a god’s fang taller than herself.
“My beak is bent to the base of things,” she murmurs, her face as still and wooden as her mask. The answers of her god are often as circular as his paths in flight; she spends her days treading patiently after the shadow of his wisdom, which seldom eclipses her whole. “I go grave along the ground. My going-forth is green on one side, and my track is black—”
“Do they love one another, these words that you speak?” The vast neck coils around her. A breath, or perhaps the heat of the huge eye, scorches her back. “The parts of the lawspeaker’s speech—proposition, examination, refutation—do these love one another, sonaaki?”
“If the speech is wise,” the priestess suggests. Her hand drips with the blood of Ahrolmal, which she had daubed on her warriors’ brows. “If the riddle is glib.”
Her god snorts. A pillar of smoke swirls from his jaws and dissolves in the mist of the night.
“It is a plough,” he says. Like a child studying an ant, he rests his chin on the ground to look the priestess in the face. “Tell another.”
“I have one single eye,” says the priestess, her voice dry. The riddle is one of Konahrik’s. “And two ears, and two hands, and two feet. And twelve hundred heads.”
A pause.
“I do not know this riddle,” says the god.
“A half-blind onion-peddler.”
Ofaanruvaak’s huff of laughter ripples the priestess’s robes. He straightens. He’s not as large as the World-Eater, her god—but his scales, as slick with blood as her sticky hand, are almost as black.
“I love my brothers,” he says, lifting his head higher than the trees, “as you love yours.”
He nods to the western hills. A glow like sunrise crests them: the burning houses of the hillmen, abandoned by their god.
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hugsarethugs · 8 days ago
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This is Vida, Princeton's 1st friend in the underworld
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She one day accidentally dug a hole into Princeton's bedroom when she tried to find her way back home on her own for the 1st time
And instead of reporting the intrude to a henchmen, princeton decided to bombard her with questions about the surface world
Questions he couldn't get out of his fathers
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They became buddies soon after that.
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volkaynaaa · 1 month ago
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just some cringe ass oc x canon ship for today that's it
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