#this is technically part of my verse

[uncharted-constellations]

Dreaming about them 🥰

[comixandco]

The four Sages were called back into the past by Terrako and they remember it happening

Tulin got to meet his hero, Revali, and decided to be just like him, adopting his idol’s brash personality and drive. He practises Revali’s Gale and eventually comes up with his own way to show off his mastery of wind, and when trouble hits his home he rushes to fix it on his own to prove how strong he has become and because, like Revali, he can’t stand idly by while he knows there’s still things he can do.

For Yunobo, when he goes back and meets his ancestor Daruk, he is a very timid and reactive Goron. He needs a push from others to come up with ideas and carry plans through, and when bad things happen to him his first instinct is to use his fire magic as a shield, to wait until the threat has passed by or somebody else has come to save him. But when he is sent back in time to Divine Beast vah Rudania, for the first time he has to be the one doing the saving. Daruk encourages Yunobo and is proud of him from the moment they meet, and it’s this support that gives Yunobo the confidence to help fight against Calamity Ganon, and to start YunoboCo when he gets home.

For Sidon, meeting his family from 100 years ago is bittersweet. He is proud that he was able to protect his sister, and it’s a comfort to know there is a version of him who will grow up alongside Mipha because of his bravery and fighting prowess. But as much joy as he got from seeing her, hugging her, and hearing her voice again, it just reminds him of how unfair her death was, of just how young she was when she died and how he is now older even though he’s the younger sibling. And at the end of the war, when he’s returned to their original time, he has to readjust to her absence all over again, and in light of that is it really a shock he’d have her statue moved further away from his home? And it also explains why he’s so desperate to protect Yona from the sludge.

Riju in AoC still a new ruler to her people, despite her accomplishments in BotW, she still feels guilty over the temporary loss of the Thunder Helm and isn’t sure if she can lead the Gerudo. She has a lot of confidence but is quick to falter when things go wrong. Urbosa treats Riju as a capable fighter despite her young age, and teaches her that she should never give up, to keep trying even when her resolve falters. There is always something you can do, even when it’s just stalling for time until help can arrive. Urbosa guides her in mastering the Thunderhelm, and possibly begins teaching her to summon lightning herself after Kohga attempts to steal it, and at the end of their time together Urbosa tells Riju she’s certain she’ll lead the Gerudo well. Riju treasured her time being mentored by Urbosa so much that she considers what Urbosa would do during the Upheaval in her diary in TotK.

I think the entire reason Tulin was added to the DLC was because the TotK team had already decided that Tulin was going to be the Sage of Wind, and that since the other sages were going to meet their Champions Tulin had to as well.

At some point in the years between Botw and TotK Teba, Tulin, Sidon, Yunobo, Riju and Patricia were summoned back in time by Terrako to aid the Champions during the Calamity, and even though those events took place in a parallel timeline and had no bearing on the world they returned to, the Sages’ personalities at the beginning of TotK are because of their experiences during the Calamity and the bonds they made with the Champions.

[synthshenanigans]

something something the window in light & night is a mirror and its all just been Whole looking in a mirror thinking about himself/his brain

[pencildragons]

snippet from my upcoming foxquin fic sinner, sinner (come to dinner) for foxquinweek !!!!!

“Commander Fox,” says the Chancellor, smiling his kindly smile. Fox stands very still and stares straight ahead, past Palpatine and through the great transparisteel window at the city below, skyline exploding in the brilliance of the sun’s final dying rays. The fanciful part of him that will one day be responsible for his death imagines that, if he’s just still enough, Palpatine will forget him entirely. It’s ridiculous, he knows, he knows, of course he knows, but he clings to it anyway, endeavours to move as little as possible, turns trying to hide even the slight rise and fall of his chest into some sort of test of how good his impression of being a block of stone is. “Sir,” says Fox. “Commander Fox,” Palpatine says again, still smiling that awful fucking smile, but sadder, now, mournful, bushy eyebrows doing something terrible and expressive. “You have disappointed me.” “Yes, sir.” “I gave you a very simple directive, Commander, and still you failed.” Fox is barely breathing now. Only a few klicks away, the spire of the Jedi Temple burns in a halo of pink-red, spearing through the cloud-strewn sky. It looks like one of the paintings hung in the Senate rotunda corridors, the ones that like as not cost more to procure than he did. His throat is dry. He tries to swallow. It sticks. It is likely he is dehydrated. There is a little light flashing on top of the spire, warning away in-atmo transports and low-flying starships. Orange-blue-green. Orange-blue-green. He stares at it, so he doesn’t have to look at Palpatine. “Yes, sir.” “Such inadequacy is, of course, unacceptable, Commander, as I’m sure you’re aware. I really had hoped it would not come to this, you understand.” Liar, Fox thinks. You love this. “But there is only one way to learn, and that is through experiencing consequences of your actions. Perhaps next time you will not take your sworn duty so lightly, hmm?” “Yes, sir.” “Draw your blaster, please, Commander.” Fox blinks and, in his surprise, breaks his stillness to turn his head to face Palpatine properly. “…Sir?” “Must I repeat myself twice? Draw your blaster from your holster.” Slowly, Fox draws. He wonders if this is some sort of test, if he’s going to be punished further for making his weapon naked in front of the Supreme Chancellor of the entire fucking Republic. (In the light of the dusk spilling through the window into the opulent office, Palpatine’s eyes seem almost gold. It is for but a brief moment, just the rays of the fat sun catching oddly, and then they return to that sharp, ice-chip grey like nothing at all happened.) “Good,” says Palpatine, and smiles again. Like this, he looks like some natborn’s father’s father—grandfather, he believes the term is—all benevolent wrinkles and knowing looks. “Set it to kill.” Fox sets it to kill. It is not a difficult thing. He is just as much a weapon as the blaster in his hands, well-oiled, clean, smooth. Efficient. He was designed for this. It is easier to follow orders mindlessly; his brain, like all their brains (except, perhaps, Kote’s, but Kote’s a little fucked up and is an outlier for everything else, anyway), is primed for command, made to obey. A perfect, thoughtless gun, with just enough ruthlessness and self-determination to set them apart from the CIS’ droids. That’s the idea, anyway. It certainly wouldn’t be the first time the Kaminoans failed in the execution of something. “Turn around, Commander,” Palpatine murmurs, words soft and smooth and rich as the heavy velvet-fabric from his home planet that he has all his clothes cut from. “And fire at will.”

rbs deeply appreciated :]

[herecomesthesol]

Beans, anyone?

[oscarpiastriwdc]

charles missing every shot in the LA chvlog + oscar listing charles to round out his 5 player basketball team = random part 4 of the club!verse

“This one’s for you, baby,” Charles grins, face contorting into his idea of a wink. He points at Oscar, points at the net, and shoots the ball. It hits the backboard and pathetically falls to the floor.

[sketchywhale]

So it's just on the draft portion still, but you learn by doing. So here's a little snippit of something I thought of while reading Humphries' Nightwing Untouchable arc. It needs a lot more work done to it before I'm even happy in the slightest, but I'm hoping it will be done well and if nothing else, it's a good learning experience. And yes the cafe looks like garbage, I think the last time I tried to do an actual background in any kind of art was around 10 years ago.

[secret-origins-crossover]

fic updates

this fic is a crime on hell to write- aka it keeps getting increasingly longer and i'm pretending i know what i'm doing, but okay- i figured i could post an additional silly wip because i am slowly going insane from not being able to post still! (this fic is a mess but i love it sm- i haven't written in a little while, i'm trying here-)

oh phantoms and felines (wip)

Morning hit unexpectedly, a half-groan leaving his lips as he blearily sat upright and took in his surroundings. The hotel was definitely luxurious but honestly it felt a little too suffocating for Danny’s tastes- which of course, led to him trying to find something else to do. Jazz had heard from someone there was this little bakery somewhere close by; there was seemingly nothing happening, and well, he was growing frustrated with the silence. Of course, he couldn’t expect this place to be like Amity Park but it was too still- it felt too peaceful. 

Rounding the corner, he paused as the wafting scent of scones and macarons filled the air. Danny could feel his mouth water, as his stomach rumbled- he still had the secondary effects of jet lag and he needed something to eat. Not to mention, the bakery was clearly well taken care of and looked like those made-from-scratch diners he recalled seeing back home.

[destiny-in-the-universe]

I don’t remember if this is canon but it is now.

HC that Randy owns a bike. That’s it. That’s the post.

[byanyan]

what if... what if i did a starter call, but it's for all my verses except for main... 🤔

[abyssmalice]

(something something in the pgr hole again and thinking of pgr verses for my tonitonis something something but just one muse and their one au already eats my entire brain something something but its still so fun to consider what that verse would look like something)

[katyspersonal]

Hrrrrrg, great... With all these art block shenanigans, sudden surge of NEEDING to play vidia gaems and mental health hiccup, I haven't planned shit for Inktober.... Is this too late yet to make a mini list for myself with various halloween themed things, buy pens and sketchbook and doodle one per day?

[fulgurbugs]

got my missing 2 pets today and while i was cleaning i found aris which i knew was in the mess somewhere lol. this is basically complete for the original 4 novi stars and i’m very happy with display now with miku and zooey also filling up some space :P

[princepipper]

you know, these characters being de-oncelerization is way better tbh 😭 they get their own backstories and own different names. Before I even knew that they got de-oncelerization, I always saw them as just different characters because of different facial features and different personalities that they had. I honestly disliked how some people kept tagging the “Onceler ” tag even how many times the mods said not to

HAH, yeah, it's definitely more interesting when things are not held down by a preset universe/ based on an existing character. And yes, people still tagging things as Lorax or Once-ler can be irritating, but tbh I think most mods have learned to let it go for the most part because to the majority of fans, the OCs did start as Once-lers, so it can be hard to remember for some folks.

That said if I were a mod and worked really hard to make a cool OC and someone TO THIS DAY still called them a fandom character I think I'd go off a little HAHA...

[purpleturtle9000]

Five years after Usagi dies, in what’s left of a world overrun by Krang, Leonardo finally has a dream about him. It doesn’t hurt as much as he always thought it would.

[silenceindefeat]

"Oh Sasuke, come here." Mikoto bends down to her sons level with an amused huff. Smile gentle but weary as a finger gently traces the burns around the little boys mouth. "Let me go get some bandages and cream, those probably sting a lot, don't they?" @musesofchaos

He'd been training so hard, so relentlessly, to gain an ounce of his father's approval and recognition. Hurting himself in the process was par for the course, if he were to get on the same level as Itachi.

But when he was alone with his mother, he was able to relax a little...even if their conversations ended up going back to his father and brother.

"...It doesn't hurt that bad," he murmured quietly, but he wasn't going to stop her. Mikoto, while strict, showed her love for her boys without fail. He knew without a doubt that she loved him and was proud of him.

He just wished he could say the same for his father.