#will give me ideas for the future

[raeofgayshine]

*grabs my ocs on the top of the head like they’re in virtual families and drags them into a new genre for my bedtime story*

[bunnieswithknives]

I feel bad for neglecting Hazel so much, I do have many thoughts about her.. and also a mermaid au that im probably not going to do anything with

[isjasz]

Sacrifice - Burst - Fool

Day 10, 11, 12 for hermittober and day 111 dddaily4sherin! :)

[wandixx]

I have an idea that includes two person love square because identity shenanigans are always fun, but I have no idea what they should do, despite having fun dynamics between them, like:

"Of course they're dating" said Public Opinion about Miss Martian and Phantom, right after she broke his heart a bit by telling him she was in love with someone else (Megan's long distance best friend, Danny). Before this happened, Phantom was overly flirtatious to both Miss Martian and Megan, so she asked Danny what to do about "This one guy in my sports team" and his advice is to tell him to "Fuck off". She does exactly that, without quite understanding the weight of the word and Phantom is stunned into obedience (and he understands that no means no)

Anyway, I need help with actual... plot. Situations I put them through, because I'm determined to write it. They would be cute together imo.

[dovalore]

did you know? he's the guy that sells houses

design thoughts under cut

he got hit by the kittification beam, i'm afraid it's terminal

another design! this means i get to share the song that inspired it

he's not wearing a suit because i wanted to have fun with his attire and the actual suit kinda bores me, he's got a retro futuristic suit now!

i did try and keep the colours and placements somewhat similar so it's not as different as it could be, plus the monochrome works out when the rest of him is super vibrant

speaking of, i'm not entirely sure what he looks like without his suit, probably just really green

glorp was like, the starting point, but another cat that came into play was mew because y'know, cute little space cat, best mythical pokemon in existence

his antennae glow in the dark, so do his irises. actually, a fair amount of him glows in the dark (green bits on gloves, star on chest, purple bits on his tail and boots)

eyelashes? whiskers? why not both? he's an alien after all, i added them in pretty early on in my initial sketch because i wanted his head area to have a little more visual interest and it kinda made sense since the eyes on his skin already kinda float off his head

smooth to the touch (though whether it's because you're making contact with fur or skin is up for debate because i don't know either)

not really pictured: quasar is tall as fuck because his body is so damn long

theoretical champion design thought: he'd have rocket boots! complete with boosters at the bottom to help with jumps

his design is meant to compliment peekaboo's! together, they are peesar (pronounced pizza)

that's not the reason i chose the name, it's the title of a song and i was like... sure that's spacey enough let's roll with it even though there's not much else that came from there for him

[kagooleo]

doodlin some joh’s

[speakofcompersion]

Still Shining - Taemin

[ichimakesart]

Journey to Nowalia is coming

Monkey King might be ready for cold but will never be ready for wearing shoes all day v.v

[its-wabby-stuff]

Krang Will Rise

I have a couple theories, regarding the Krang.

There is such little evidence for it, that I don’t even think there’s evidence against it. But hear me out.

I think only Krang prime can abolish mystics. It’s not an ability tied to every Krang, only to him.

Thé Krang value strength above all else, putting no remorse into losing those deemed weak. As such, wouldn’t that make Krang Prime, their leader, the strongest? And what better way to deem yourself the strongest than carrying a unique ability that takes away your enemies greatest potential threat.

Another reason: it seems there are three types of krang. The biotech, the warrior, and the interrogator. I’m not sure how much they overlap, but I do think they carry specialities. Given krang brother is most often asked to- spread their krangness. He is responsible for krangification, domain expansion, and manipulating the technology they have (Nevermind how all these abilities make him the perfect match for Donnie)(also think Krang Brother is mute). Krang sister is the most skilled and best fighter. I’m sure she outclasses the boys in that regard. I’d go as far to say she’s second in command, leading the charge while brother krang stays behind (her role as commander matches as Commander O’Niels opposite in war, hence their quarrel). Leaving Krang Prime, who has the ability to dig into a persons mind, manipulate their captives, control the hive mind, and abolish mystic powers. Perhaps rare amongst Krang, this makes them the perfect leader (do I even need to explain why he’s Leo’s main antagonist, his opposite in every way?).

I mentioned how krang brother is likely responsible for krangification, which leads me to a second point. Clearly, from the start of the invasion to the end in the bad timeline, the krangs numbers increased 100 fold. From 3 lone survivors to hundreds if not more. Which has led me to wonder how krang are created. I have two theories: 1) in the bad timeline, the krang in the prison dimension didn’t die. Meaning that when Leo grabbed the key in the movie, and altered time, the resulting explosion caused the krang to be wiped out. 2) the probably more likely one- they repopulated.

Thé krang are clearly parasitic creatures. Meaning their reproduction is likely from a source, that source being humans. “Recreating this world in the image of krang.” Krang possession is simple, and any krang can do it, latch a bit of themselves to a human and start the battle of wills. Krang dogs are amother easier way to make more, a quick process that mangles the hosts body. We see this happen with the foot clan. But if you want powerful krang, with no chance to turn on you, and to truly become one with krang, you transform them.

Raph was found in a bubble. In a slimy krang cocoon stuck to the ceiling and filled with glowing yellow goop. He was going to be turned, transformed into Krang. And he was going to be powerful, his source material being stronger than most. He was- until the process was interrupted. Notice how the krangification didn’t come from the outside, it wasn’t attached, it was growing inside him. And, unlike the other krangified peoples we saw, his eye turned purple. It wasn’t just covered in hoop with the yellow hive mind eye, it was purple. Let it be a testament to Raphs inner strength cause he very well may have accomplished a feat deemed impossible to overcome. The process wasn’t supposed to be reversible, he wasn’t supposed to be able to break free, he was krang now. Krang Prime could feel his struggle, sense his resistance, and hear his thoughts as the turtle fought it off.

Once you turned, there was no going back. You were krang. Your old life didn’t matter. Your old friends didn’t matter. You had a new family. A new purpose to fulfill. New powers to explore. And given treasures for the hunt. The mark of a krang and a fucking massive piece of armor. This way of reproduction was useful when hunting new prey, as their knowledge of the species past through, truly allowing them to know their enemies and conquer planets. Krang can never die.

Then again. I could be wrong.

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Thanks for reading! Likes and Reblogs appreciated! Other related theories and stories:

Resistance to Krang; The Shredder armor; Emperym Life Blood

[xiao-zhen]

Words Better Left Unread, or Is It? ~ Part I ☆

Part II Part III Part IV

Dear Wukong (don’t ask why I’m writing this when I’m never going to send it),

I still have no idea what to think of myself. I was brought back to life by Lady Bone White, yet nothing feels right. I was pulled from the grave and forced into a situation involving debt and a contract I never agreed to. Facing you again was the hardest thing I’ve experienced in all the years of my life. It seems that no matter how hard I try or where I go, something always happens to mess everything up and leave me in ruins once more.

(Macaque sighs, running a hand down his face in frustration and exhaustion, before penning the letter.)

What held me back when it came to the kid? I’m not sure. Maybe I thought I could be the Macaque I once was the way you remember me before my death. Before I realized it, I found myself helping Mk and you, even going against Lady Bone White. The kid, Mk, believes I am still the warrior I used to be. I wish I could be that person again, but those days are behind me now.

Then came Azure Lion, returned from the dead. Peng remained unchanged, doing everything he could to irritate me. Once again, I helped—this time for the kid. But perhaps I also did it for you when I entered the scroll to assist Mk in finding you in the ink scroll. Why did I do it? I'm still unsure. Maybe this is just another decision that will leave me in ruins. Perhaps I miss the way we used to be, the friends, sworn brothers that could go up against anything—the Hero and the Warrior. But those are just memories, remnants of what once was. You never apologized, but then again, neither did I. The truth is I’m scared, what if it happens again? Peng’s words still ring in my head, “Is there anything Wukong could do that would break his hold over you? Pathetic!” It’s true; it’s pathetic. I’m pathetic. First, I got stuck in debt I didn't expect, feeling the pain of being pulled back from the brink, only to realize I was blinded in one eye—something I could never regain. This betrayal came from you my best friend, someone I trusted. What would I even do if you ever apologized? Why do I still care?

This kid is changing me. Will this happen again? The kid invited me to a beach party, obviously, I knew Mk didn’t tell you he invited me—no doubt about that—but…I have no clue why I accepted it and went, even though I was late. Why did I go at all? Why am I questioning who I am? Why am I questioning whether I truly hate you for what you did to me? 

End of letter. 

(Perhaps I should discuss it. However, these letters... I will never send it. Never to my ex-best friend was Macaque’s thoughts.)

Macaque paused, staring at the neat writing of the Chinese ink characters as if they were lifting off the page. He sighed deeply, dropping the pen onto the table. Taking a moment to breathe, he felt the conflicting emotions swirling within him: memories of the past, the current situation, uncertainties about the future, and his confusing feelings for Wukong. He cared for Mk more than he would like to admit.

The sound of a chair scraping against the floor echoed as Macaque turned to look out the window at the night sky. The full moon shone brightly, a stark contrast to the darkness surrounding it. For a moment, memories of the past flooded back — the good times spent with Wukong, the laughter and adventures they shared. But then, the painful memories returned, particularly on the day of his death. He hadn't even had time to scream; it all ended in an instant. A shiver ran down his back. Would things ever be different? 

Macaque got up from his cheap thrifted desk (not just grabbed from his shadows wherever the desk was and used it as his furniture, finders keepers. Losers won’t know and just think their house had been looted). He went to the kitchen to see if there was something he could make, as he suddenly noticed that Ramble and Savage had left him. He guessed they wanted to walk around or do something—something they often did when he hung around the house doing nothing. Ramble was focusing on the letter and had subtly caught Savage's attention, showing her the letter while trying to ensure that Macaque didn’t notice. They were his shadows, although a separate embodiment from him, and had their little personalities. They knew his thoughts and knew his feelings. Savage and Ramble looked at each other almost pausing, they were like mischievous teenagers. As Savage nodded, she grabbed the letter as Ramble's job was to distract Macaque.

Macaque was in the kitchen, rummaging through the cabinets and the refrigerator, when he heard a slight movement behind him. He turned around to see Savage holding the unfinished letter. He froze, realization and surprise overtaking his expression as he stared at her.

"What the heck are you doing with that, Savage?" 

Macaque's eyes narrow as he stalks closer to Savage, a mix of anger and confusion on his face. He holds out his hand.

"Give me that. Now."

As soon as Ramble yells “Scatter!”, Savage scatters into a dozen, smaller, shadow clones that dart around the room. Macaque growls, frustrated as he tries to reach for the letter still clutched in Savage's hands. He attempts to grab the letter, but the shadow clones weave and dodge, evading his grasp. Macaque's frustration grows as he chases after the clones, his movements growing more frantic and aggressive.

"Dang it, come back here!" 

Savage manages to slip out the window, the letter still clutched tightly in her hands. Macaque hears the window opening and turns to see her escaping.

"No, get back here!"

Macaque sprints to the window, reaching for Savage, but she's already outside and out of reach. He lets out a frustrated yell and smacks his palm against the window. Macaque turned to Ramble, who shrank back under his gaze. He crossed his arms and fixed Ramble with a stern glare.

"You too, Ramble. What were you two thinking?"

Ramble fidgeted with his hands, avoiding Macaque's intense gaze. He knew they had messed up by letting Savage grab the letter. He looked up at Macaque, a mix of guilt and fear in his eyes.

"We… we were just being curious…"

Macaque's eyes widened in realization. His anger was suddenly replaced by a sinking feeling of dread. He couldn't believe what he had missed. The letter, the letter meant for Wukong he always wrote those, two small buckets filled since his revivment but never sent them of course and now it was out of his control.

"No, no no no..."

Macauqe ran a hand down his face, a feeling of dread and panic washed over him. His mind started racing, trying to figure out what to do next. He couldn't let Wukong get that letter, not like this. It was too personal, too revealing of truths he had wanted to keep to himself. Macaque stood there, his mind racing as he considered the gravity of his situation. "What am I going to do now?" he thought, the knot of frustration tightening in his chest. He knew that Savage, the swiftest of his shadows, had a knack for darting away with whatever they desired. Ramble, on the other hand, was a master of stealth, slipping in and out of places unnoticed. It was no wonder that the letter, filled with secrets and emotions he had long kept buried, had been taken so easily.

Clenching his fists, he battled against the rising tide of helplessness. He was acutely aware that there was nothing he could do to retrieve the letter now; it was likely already far beyond his reach, whisked away into the night. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as the reality of the situation washed over him like a cold wave. The very thoughts and feelings he had worked so hard to keep hidden were now in the possession of someone he had hoped to shield them from—Wukong.

The anticipation of Wukong’s reaction loomed over him like a dark cloud. Macaque felt a chill run down his spine at the thought of the impending confrontation. With a heavy heart and a racing mind, he accepted the truth: he would be spending the night in restless torment, unable to shake this gnawing anxiety as he awaited the fallout of choices made long before. Sleep would evade him, leaving him trapped in his thoughts, haunted by the secrets that now hung in the air like an unfinished song.

[bluerosefox]

Consorthood Via Combat

Okay I know we all love the headcanon that Danny becomes the King of the Infinite Realms after defeating Pariah Dark in a 'Keep what you kill' kind of way, only its not kill but defeat in combat, but what if Danny's future consort/husband/wife is chosen the same way.

Like what if Danny is dating one of the Bats (can be anyone tbh from any fandom, I just love the batfam) and they've been dating in secret for a while and knows each other's identities. The one he's dating even knows about the King thing as well, that's how much Danny trusts them at this point.

So when they wake up to a glowing green sticky note with the words 'Alls fair in love and war. -CW' they know of the ghost Clockwork and his riddles ways, and keep on hand the anti-ghost weapon (in their preferred weapon of choice) Danny had gifted them as a 'just in case' option, all day.

So they were fully prepared for a fight when they, and the rest of the Batfam, get pulled away from their dinner to the Infinite Realms, in a huge castle in front of an empty throne, surrounded by a bunch of weird eyeball ghosts and one angry/jealous, snobby looking ghost, whose been trying to gain Danny's eyes/favor for months now especially since they have the backing of the Observants but nothing works, and said ghost challenges the "Current lover of King Phantom to a duel for the rights of courting him!"

(This law was created by Pariah Dark who wanted his future consort strong so he let them fight it out for the spot. It was entertaining for him to watch ghosts fight for it. But it needed to be done in front of the throne, no King was needed to be present, and both fighters needed to be endorsed by powerful and old beings (the ghost fighting for Danny's hand had the Observants, meanwhile the bat Danny is dating had technically been endorsed by Clockwork when he sent the sticky note)

They fight, the Bat Danny is dating wins, and Danny returns from a 'oh so serious problem' the Observants said he needed to fix only to find the person he's dating in an argument with Clockwork over 'I only fought because Danny isn't some prize anyone can claim, we are not forcing him to stay with me even though I won. He has the right for his future.', Clockwork whose just smiling and chuckling in his all knowing way, the Observants tied up in ghost rope, the annoying as heck ghost that's been trying to get in his pants for the last few months also tied up and beaten up, and... oh boy that's the Batfam... all watching... and yep they're all looking at him.

Not the way he wanted to finally meet them.

[suntails]

so like @memoryoflife gave me quite possibly the best comm ever

[hyakunana]

✨💖 Winner gets desir———

[stardestroyer81]

Seeing as I drew Anton fairly recently, I felt that it was only appropriate to also draw his cranked-out coworker Dynamite Annie, and it looks as though she has something very important to say... 💚🏳️‍⚧️✨

[salthien]

and tattoo #2, on the inside front of my bicep (photo angle was awkward). i. yknow. part of me feels like i have to justify myself here, explain my reasoning, but i don't think i do, actually.

[the-enjoyerrr]

Boxten x shrimpo? Boxten x shrimpo.

shrimpo got a hold of teagan's lipstick, huh