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ebbpettier · 1 year

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i've never been tagged in one of these before this is VERY exciting

(tagged by @shrekgogurt)

caught this and threw it together REAL fast, it almost wasn't wednesday anymore by the time i realized i had notifications

i have a nasty little habit of outlining fics really ambitiously, writing a few thousand words, and then immediately psyching myself out about both the structure and quality, so i'm trying REALLY hard not to do that this time. frailty they name is accountability.

SPECIAL SHOUTOUT THOUGH: as of right now, @catofulthar000 is the sole progenitor of my motivation to write and i owe them for hyping up my drafts and regularly whacking the top of my hyperfixation like they're trying to restart an old radio

so, here's a little bit of everything!

the first is a snippet from a really long, very unstructured beast of a story wherein Simon Gets His Magic Back, But WrongTM. by volume, it's 70% whump, 20% recoveryfic, and 10% xenobiology stuff that probably qualifies as body horror if you look at it from far enough away

Here There Be Dragons

So I tell him, “We won’t then.”

I watched him cut off pieces of his childhood and feed them to a magickal trolley-problem. I’m not sure anyone ever even told him that there was a lever to switch the tracks; they just let him lay down on the rail and kissed his shoes, and thanked him for his sacrifice.

It's hard not to feel sick remembering the robotic way he used to lift his sword when he was exhausted but had to keep fighting. The switch, flipping between Simon and Chosen One whenever the air started to prickle.

I could pinpoint the exact moment, every time. He couldn’t be a person and a Messiah in the same breath. They wouldn't both fit in his body at once.

It’s a good thing none of that was ever my decision, or I would’ve just pulled the lever and let the world burn.

the second is one that i've been working on for longer, and i outlined the whole thing chapter by chapter for once. it actually started out as baz/reader/simon, but i gave up that ghost fast and just made the dude an original character at the behest of a friend.

the romance is much less overt, the lore is heavier, they never think to come in pairs, etc.

(at this point it's mostly just "MAN WE KNOW ALMOST NOTHING ABOUT GOBLINS HUH" and me bribing myself not to re-download grindr with labyrinth references and cool knives)

which is not to say that i won't be writing snowbazreader any time soon but for now the goblin prince is his own man

Thirteen O' Clock

I think I might have just lost Simon to a wandering pack of drag-mothers. I may never get him back now.

there's a lot of shit like this in the first chapter. ^ this fic legitimately is the most fun i've ever had writing baz dialogue and part of that might just be that he's complaining the entire time

On one hand; there’s something deeply satisfying, knowing that Simon’s head can’t be turned by anything in this room but me, and perhaps the Bombay Mix. On the other hand; I’ve been mostly wallflowering while a steady stream of partygoers of all stripes do their level best to crawl directly into his trousers. (Thankfully to no avail.)

WHICH IS NOT TO SAY CERTAIN PARTS OF IT ARE NOT UTTERLY MISERABLE

“And that’s … like a care home?” I ask, tipping a little more water onto the rag.

He nods.

“Doesn’t help that everything down here is made of trash. No offense,” Simon quickly adds (even though I wouldn’t be offended), “It’s just familiar. Disposable forks and paper plates everywhere. And if you didn’t have a suitcase, whenever you moved homes they’d just give you one of those five-gallon bin bags to put your things in. Like they were telling you everything you owned was garbage.”

Both of us are silent after that. What is there to say?

As much as I dislike Simon Snow–and lately, it’s been getting frustratingly hard to keep that up–the image makes my throat tighten.

I don’t really know what a human child is supposed to look like, because I haven’t seen one up close yet, but I imagine they look like little wilted goblin babies. Brown and beige and small, with soft fingers and blunt teeth.

I can imagine a small Simon. In my mind I give him downy curls and big eyes, and short scarless arms. I can imagine his chubby little wings--useless and round as a chicken’s--fluttering behind him when he toddles. I envision him dragging a little wooden sword behind him, too. A prince among paupers with paper plates.

i also have a much shorter, MUCH sillier one that's dedicated entirely to catofulthar000 because, lets face it, simon is a bit of an orange boy cat. and i think he should have more excuses to eat off the floor.

Everybody Wants To Be A Cat

Still. This could be my chance, and I’m not wasting it.

I’ve used this spell before. Everyone says songs are unstable, and they’re right, but it’s never given me any trouble; it got me through a cavern full of sleeping aggrobats in first year, and it’s one of the few spells I can usually pull off without anything going too wrong.

“With catlike tread!”

I feel it catch me like a punch in the stomach and instantly know I’ve made a mistake.

it's been 84 years since i've heard the name crackfic ... and boy am i glad to see her.

I’m starting to get pretty hungry, but I’m not going to eat the dead mouse. Or the cricket. Baz can do as many rat keg-stands as he likes, I’m not desperate enough for vermin just yet. There’s a cereal-bar somewhere in my nightstand, but I don’t think cats can have chocolate. I’m not starved enough to risk potentially poisoning myself over it.

I’ll just have to wait. I can make a break for it and steal something else when he gets back and opens the door. For now, the best I can do is squirrel myself away under the bed with my wand between my teeth.

I don’t deny myself a piss in his posh loafers first, though. When in Rome.

having a little bit of each of them seen by someone other than my discord bubble is a little terrifying, but it's also REALLY motivating and i should post unfinished stuff more often

fuck knows i have a lot of unfinished stuff

i'm brand spanking new at posting my work, i don't really know anybody 'round these parts except in passing, and i am NOT sure what the tagging ettiquette is here, so: if you see this and you want to participate, consider yourself tagged!!

#WIP wednesday #HI I'VE NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE #someday i will present my virgin ao3 account and ask u all to be gentle. but not today.#the pen is mightier #blows a kiss at the swamp. 4 shrekgogurt #thank you for including me i've been wanting to talk to people and make friends but i have internet stage fright #so i've just been hiding in my RP group and making up wild bullshit about how dragons work

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disorganised-bagel · 1 month

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is this anything

#hi rtc fandom please accept me as one of your own #someone has probably done this before but oh well #i've been teaching myself how to use capcut by editing the rtc slime tutorial #and come to the conclusion that i will never use capcut again #ride the cyclone #rtc #ocean o'connell rosenberg #noel gruber

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crabsnpersimmons · 4 months

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This one goes out to all the slow burn enjoyers, the dense Y/Ns, and the soft robo jesters that suffer in silence!

Inspired by @bamsara's “Solar Lunacy” fic.

If you feel like reading my ramblings and want to experience more heartbreak for fictional jester blorbos, check under the cut where I detail all the planning behind the frames!

so i heard this song for the first time in a while and the opening lyrics immediately made me think of moon, so i was daydreaming some scenes and then i decided to thumbnail some ideas:

and it all went downhill from there as everything became a metaphor and a parallel to each other, which i will now go into detail on!

you thought the animatic itself was sad?

*writing muse laughs maniacally* IT'S ALL A METAPHOR

Frame 1. "turn down the lights" We start with a back view on Moon. The lights are out, the Moon is out, but we do not see his face. The music and the greyscale atmosphere are enough to establish the weight of the moment and the weight on Moon’s mind.

Frame 2. "turn down the bed" We cut to a shot of Moon's body, kneeling on the ground of the daycare, like a padded cell. Moon’s hands are twitching with the effects of the glitch, with purple sparks coming from his hands. We still do not see his face.

Frame 3. "turn down these voices inside my head" Cut to an extreme close up on the dark half of Moon’s face. Now we see his face, but only a portion of it. His left eye is wide open, red and glitching out. The voices in his head can refer to the glitch but also his repressed feelings. Or maybe it could be Sun's voice in their shared headspace.

Frame 4. "lay down with me" Y/N's hand enters the frame from the upper right corner, lowering down to meet Moon where he kneels on the ground. Only a corner of Moon's face appears on the bottom left corner of the frame, his starry nightcap beginning to cover his glitched left eye.

Frame 5. "tell me no lies" An full shot of Moon on the floor and Y/N standing in front of him with their hand stretched towards him. A light spills out from behind Y/N, creating a boundary between them.

Now we see more of Moon. It is only when Y/N enters the frame—enters his world—that Moon’s body is shown in its entirely. When Y/N is here, he is no longer fragmented. He is whole.

Frame 6. "just hold me close" pspspspsps Playfully, Moon extends his own hand, beckoning Y/N to come closer, to join him. His right hand crossed over his body as he uses the playful gesture to hide his true feelings—to put distance between him and Y/N. His hat continues to cover his glitching left eye. He doesn’t want to worry Y/N.

Frame 7. "don't patronize" In response, Y/N’s hand pats Moon on the head, returning his playfulness. Moon looks surprised by the action. Moon, notably, does not lower his hand—perhaps he has forgotten it or perhaps his invitation is still open.

Frames 8-9. "don't patronize me" Moon rotates his faceplate so Y/N’s hand is touching the side of his faceplate, a more intimate gesture than a head pat. However, his hat is in the way. At this angle, his starry nightcap fully covers his glitchy eye and the dark side of his face, hiding his defect and acting as a veil between him and Y/N. A self-imposed boundary. So close, yet thinly separated. It's better this way. It's safer this way.

The lyrics are broken up by Y/N's arm, both to illustrate how the song is sung ("patronize" is drawn out and "me" is briefly added in before the chorus starts) but also to show how Y/N interrupts Moon's resolve, highlighting the irony between the visuals and the lyrics. Demanding not to be patronized, yet Moon happily accepts this play at intimacy. Don't patronize me, I am weak for it.

This is also the only instance where the red light of Moon's eyes glow and tint the surfaces around it. Visually, it makes it look like Moon is blushing (heavily inspired by @restinsodaroni's art). But also, in this moment of honesty, Moon's intrinsic light spills out, colouring the greyscale world. In this brief moment of honesty, Moon touches the world with his own colours, his own light.

(and this is also where i forgot to clean up the shading on Y/N's arm, but it's okay it doesn't need to be perfect it simply needs to be. And Moon will still love Y/N even if they are a continuity error.)

Frame 10. "'cause I can't make you love me if you don't" A parallel to a frame 4, Y/N retrieves their hand away and immediately Moon is reduced to the corner of his faceplate in the frame. Only now his glitched eye is fully covered by his hat.

The lyrics here (and in the next frame) in particular grow lighter to emphasize Moon's diminishing resolve and agency.

From here on out, the lyrics here are broken up, carrying on this theme of fragmentation. Y/N is pulling away, Moon is breaking up, the words are breaking up. Everything is coming apart.

Frame 11. "you can't make your heart feel something it won't" Y/N turns to leave. The lyrics, broken up as before, highlight the irony of the situation. Y/N, a human, can’t feel something they simply don’t feel. Whereas, Moon, the machine, feels something his code never intended him to feel.

Frame 12. "here in the dark in these final hours" Another full shot that parallels frame 5, as Y/N steps towards the light and Moon leans forward into the space Y/N once occupied. Y/N is leaving—that which makes him whole is leaving. And he is only capable of making it to the boundary where the light cuts into the darkness. The "final hours" suggest it might be the end of Y/N’s shift, or perhaps this scene takes place right before the glitch takes over—the final hours that Y/N has with the true Moon. Either way, time is running out—and only Moon knows it.

There is a contrasting display of body language here. Moon is on the floor leaning towards Y/N with his hand still left out. Whereas Y/N is turned away, walking away, and has already slipped their hand away and into their pocket. Y/N is closed off while Moon is limply open. Y/N is actively moving while Moon is on the floor, waiting, hoping, for that which he lacks the agency to reach for himself.

Frame 13. "I will lay down my heart" A close up on Moon’s hand, rising up again, perhaps to beckon Y/N back once more. This is a slight parallel to Y/N's hand reaching out to Moon. While Y/N can freely reach out and touch Moon, Moon cannot. He can't enter the light and more importantly he can't risk potentially harming his relationship with Y/N—be it through the glitch or by his feelings. He can only lay down his heart—put aside his feelings or hope that someone will pick up his pieces and make him whole.

Frame 14. "and I'll feel the power" Still on a close up on Moon’s hand, now clenched in slightly. This initially was going to have the glitch effects. However, I felt it more meaningful for it to be left without. Leave it up for interpretation why Moon pauses his hand. What is the power that he alone feels and stays his hand?

Frame 15. "but you won't, no, you won't" A parallel to frame 1, a view of on Moon's back with his hand stretched out towards the light, and Y/N walking into the light spilling through the open daycare door.

The placement of the lyrics suggest two different “you won’t”—Y/N who won’t realize Moon’s feelings, and Moon who won’t dare speak them into reality.

Another note on the parallel to frame 1, this time we also see Y/N's back, but it is notably different from our view of Moon's back. With Moon, we literally see inside him through the hole for his loop. However, Y/N is shrouded in shadow, just a solid, obscure silhouette against the bright light of a world Moon—and Sun for that matter—are closed off from. We don’t see into Y/N, just as the Daycare Attendant doesn't have any vantage point of Y/N's life beyond their time at the PizzaPlex. (The unfortunate reality of a being a character made for the purpose of being a vessel for the reader.)

Frame 16. "'cause I can't make you love me" We finally cut to face Moon head-on, frozen in place with his hand stretched out, unable to cross the boundary into the light. His eyes have gone dark. Where we began by seeing bits and parts of Moon, and never seeing his full face—now we, the viewer, see the full Moon, open and vulnerable—unbeknownst to Y/N.

Frame 17. "if you don't" But in the dark, behind closed doors, there is no one to perceive him—no one to receive him. The light dwindles as the daycare doors are closed. Moon stays frozen where he kneels. It is no longer the glitch that plagues him, but a far deeper dread.

But a lone streak of light peaks through the gap in the daycare doors. Perhaps that is just enough. A silver lining. A frail hope. A single, ethereal thread out of darkness and into light.

Thanks for reading and watching!

We'll be back to our regularly scheduled fun and games shortly!

#fnaf moon #fnaf dca #dca fandom #so this idea had me by the throat ever since I heard this song again #I've never done an animatic before but I wanted to give it a shot #the opening lyrics already reminded me of moon right off the bat #but then i kept listening and started thumbnailing some frames #it was actually the frames with moon receiving the head pat and turning his faceplate that convinced me i had to do this lol #the sweetest images resulted in this work of angst #thank you if you read all this!#i promise to post something cute soon to balance things out #and no promises but i will say the second verse of the song is PERFECT for sun #“morning will come and I'll do what's right just give me 'till then to give up this fight” /lyrics #hahaha it hurts :')#crab art #traditional art #digital art #traditionally inked and digitally coloured #animatic

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deadpoets · 2 months

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PSYCH 03.16 | An Evening with Mr. Yang

#psychedit #psych #shawn spencer #james roday rodriguez #dailyflicks #*mine #*mygifs #i genuinely laughed out loud when his photo came on the screen #like i was dying at the diner table and could not stop laughing #especially the smouler that he's got going SJDHDH #one of the things that makes psych one of my favorite shows is definitely the humor #also i've never done a psych edit before so not completely sure abt the coloringg #*coloring

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saturdaysky · 1 year

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mr. the shadowhand

(a chill-out sketch using a cool face reference I found on pexels + a color palette meme my friend gave me)

#critical role #essek thelyss #i've never done a color palette meme before and it was shockingly fun #he is in his ruthless ''never heard a moral i wouldn't discard'' pre-nein era #i don't have a set headcanon for what essek looks like but this is a common way i imagine him #my art

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son1c · 7 months

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undead love !!!!!!!!!!!

#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #lah the ghost #fibula the hedgehog #sonic oc #oc x canon #<- I'VE NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE. HI #scribbles #the lineart for this tested my patience but i think it turned out good.................

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raycatz · 4 months

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small man with a baton

animated pixel art

tadtones

do you see my vision?

#wip #my art #linked universe #lu wind #I want to make animated pixel art to music!!!!#but I've never done pixel art before 'xD #tadtones and kina's pumpkin song!!!#omg I want to do Kina's pumpkin song where the whole chain is up there performing with her #Wind Wild and Rulie seated on the edge of the stage all whistling and clapping along #Wild would have his concertina from the loz concert artwork #twi with a harmonica!!!!

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beanbeanbee · 6 days

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Happy (unofficial) birthday, Murasaki!!! 🎉

#If I end up being the only one who posts something I'll be mildly embarrassed hahaaofwqapifna #my art #splatoon #splatoon 3 #splatbands #squid squad #front roe #murasaki splatoon #003soy #gijinka #Murasaki is not sad in the last pic he just has something in his eye ok? He just got a little emotional during a drum solo ok?#Speaking of drums I've never rendered metal before so idk how they look :V #I drew most of this in one weekend. Hashtag possessed.#My work here is done now I need to study for final exams and finish three projects *weeps hysterically*

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takeiteasyonmeimstilllearning · 17 days

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Jigen overlooking the crash sight. Poor jigen believes lupin is dead for sure :_(

the inspo for this frame

#lupin fanart #lupin the third #Lupin III #Daisuke jigen #Jigen #Another key frame in my animatic animation #I've never done an animatic before so bare with me #This will also be my second animation ever and lord walk cycles are so hard #Lupin 3rd #Sassy spaghetti western man misses his silly sticky fingers monkey

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slingbats · 5 months

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bloody mess

#blood #gotham #oswald cobblepot #curryart #this is a little........................... mm?#i don't actually know how to paint blood i've never actually done it before #it was difficult to make it transparent with his skintone #that's what I felt like anyway. it was hard to find references that explained why light works the way it does w/ an example of it On Skin #i found one that explained it in a way that was useful but... the original resource has long since been deleted #all that's left of it is the preview #anyway this isn't based on anything specific I just wanted him to bite someone #to be honest I've been looking at this for so long I can't tell if it's odd looking because...#I did something wrong or because he has odd features? maybe hsi eyes are too big i don't know #maybe they're too close together? maybe he's cross-eyed?#i think it will simply have to be finished and i can live with that

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bonefall · 11 months

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Are you going to keep Goosefeather's curse? If so are you going to change anything about it? From my memory the book was... depressing.

It will probably get rolled into Pinestar's Crusade, building it up into an SE rather than just a novella. There's actually a lot going on in that specific moment, and it makes sense to go over it all at once.

So to answer your question, yes, most of Goosefeather's Curse is staying. Most of the Crusade Generation have depressing stories to tell. If the Thistle Period is defined by the fact that Thistle Law metastasized and went terminal, and if the Campaign Era was when it was newly born, then the Crusade Era was when it was first conceived.

I've been thinking about Pinestar's Crusade idly and mentioned it a few times, but here's my fragments so far;

PINESTAR'S CRUSADE (Fuses Pinestar's Choice and Goosefeather's Curse)

We start in the Crusade Era; there is now more focus on 3 major characters, though it's still built around Pinestar as the POV

Pinestar, Goosefeather, and eventually Pinepaw's apprentice Speckletail.

Pinepaw is born into the start of the Crusades, a bloody period where the Clans are invading Chelford and brutalizing cats in the hopes of appeasing StarClan. He only begins to learn the full story of what happened in Darkstar's Commandment once he begins going to Gatherings as a warrior

The truth being that Oakstar came up with this idea because he couldn't take an L

But even as an apprentice, it becomes quickly apparent to him that what they're doing is evil. They were brutalizing kittypets who aren't trained to fight back.

During his first raid as an apprentice, he allows a ginger-and-white mother and her kittens to escape

This came back years later, when that queen, Crystal, forms BloodClan in response to the Crusades.

Pineheart watches Oakstar die barely a year later to the queen he saved, using early claw extenders to cut right through him. Even if he hadn't been on his last life, it would have ended him.

But, Crystal lets Pineheart go, recognizing the Clan cat who had saved her life.

Watching his dad die along with several friends, and countless more innocent Chelford, plus being released by Crystal, is a Formative Moment.

Doestar continues the Crusades in the name of revenge for Oakstar, but now that BloodClan exists and is ARMED, the easy raids become bloodbaths.

They slowly peter out, not with a bang but with a whimper. She never announces an official end, eventually she just stops organizing them. No one gets closure, especially not Pineheart.

But the 'peace' doesn't last. Just before Heatherstar takes power from Smallstar and begins the Campaign to take the Mothermouth Moorland, ThunderClan deals with the Great Hunger

Pineheart and Goosefeather become very good friends, part of a little buddy group that also included Tawnyspots and Pheasantfeather (who will become One-eye later)

Pineheart was given his first apprentice, a rowdy little one and the niece of Doestar, Specklepaw. He's tasked with helping her fill the pawsteps of greatness she's destined to walk in.

Just like canon, Goose predicts the Great Hunger... though, he is an adult this time around because of some timeline changes.

And, like canon, it fails. They couldn't stockpile enough food to last an entire year of famine, a scorching summer and a frozen winter, they end up losing a huge stock of their food as if it was destiny.

Goosefeather was forced into a role he hates, given horrible visions of the future, and argues ferociously with Pineheart; if they hadn't tried to stockpile, they wouldn't have lost all that food to begin with.

It is in this moment, he comes to realize that every time he's fought back and used his visions like a warning, it's backfired.

So, perhaps, they are instruction.

But, meanwhile, Pineheart can't loose his apprentice or his friends. While others were hunting desperately, he was keeping cats alive through scouting for grubs, foraying into other territories, and...

Every bite of kittypet food he took for himself was a morsel in someone else's mouth. But this... this he kept quiet.

It started a "bad habit" he could never break.

Having lost the previous deputy to starvation and on her deathbed, Doestar nominates Pineheart to the position. He was shocked and upset by this, but he was the obvious choice.

Son of Oakstar, Hero of the Hunger, the cat who had kept Specklepaw alive when all the other kits and apprentices starved.

But, Pinestar took the helm to extreme controversy.

Everything Pinestar's ever done that worked was nonviolent. He's never seen battle do anything but bring harm, and the thought of leading people into war... it makes him feel sick.

But the rest of the Clan can't see what he sees. They yearn for the glory days (even though they were not glorious at all), itch to die for a cause, and leave this old, disgusting subsistence survival behind them. ThunderClan wants blood and Pinestar just wants peace.

Taking back Sunningrocks is an example of this. To avoid losing Clanmates, he proposed to Hailstar that they would have a Joust, instead.

ThunderClan's strongest against RiverClan's strongest. Adderfang vs Mudfur.

It didn't go well.

The problem with those sorts of situations is you have to abide by the deal. RiverClan took Sunningrocks for 6 months. It was humiliating for ThunderClan.

Even the cats he'd saved from the famine were furious with him

The only things that DID seem to please the Clan was when he would throw them fully into battle. Such as Goosefeather's prophecy that WindClan's herbs needed to be destroyed...

Every time a situation like that happened, where Goosefeather would phrase things as a Holy Struggle, Pinestar was thrown right back to the Crusades

Terrified eyes, screeching, cats begging for mercy, his father dead at his paws and feeling horror and relief swirling

Sitting vigil for old friends killed in these horrible fights, like Moonflower, it made him feel like how he felt the day he buried Oakstar.

And the bile rose in his throat, remembering that Oakstar was not there at his Leadership Ceremony, damned to the Dark Forest.

A thought was born, here. What does StarClan truly want? What do they expect of him? If they will send the architect of the Crusades there...

What of a cat who stayed fed on human food and fed grubs to his Clanmates? Or a leader who never knows the right thing to do?

When Mumblefoot retired and Sunfall became deputy, the Clan seemed to love him more than Pinestar. He found himself just... sitting back, and allowing Sunfall to call the shots.

It was towards the end, when Leopardfoot proposed an Honor Siring. He was from a glorious legacy, she wanted kits... and on his end, he wanted the peace that raising kittens could bring.

The warmth of human dens was calling him, but perhaps the warmth of love for children could keep him home.

UNLIKE CANON; Nothing about Tigerkit was born evil.

There was no StarClan vision of Tigerstar; Goosefeather knew full well that Thistlestar was the Leader of Prophecy.

But Pinestar would never give Thistleclaw an apprentice in time. Nor would he ever give his own little son to a cat as vicious as him.

Goosefeather never hurt anyone... but Pinestar just needed a push.

Pinestar was already anxious, unhappy, clinging to the goodness that was his little kits. Even as two of them were lost to minor illnesses, shortly after receiving their names.

It wasn't a lie. It was just half of the truth.

"Pinestar... you have a choice to make. StarClan has given me a vision of blood and war, and Tigerkit will have a role to play in it."

He DID have a vision... of Thistlestar. Not Tigerkit. But that was enough for Pinestar, his fear and trauma took the helm from there.

He'd seen his friends, his apprentice, the kits who had been born and died in his rule, all of them turn into the monsters Clan Culture demanded

Nothing he did ever seemed to work, why would THIS moment be different?

How could he prevent Tigerkit from becoming like that too?! Was StarClan telling him to KILL his son??

Pinestar's never had a vision from StarClan. He doesn't have the aptitude like a Cleric... what he has is a nightmare, of Tigerkit growing so large he crushes the whole camp under his claws

After a week of agony, Pinestar unknowingly creates a prophecy of his own,

"Can only the death of a child break fate?"

Sensing he was close to victory, Goosefeather dipped his head, not denying his question.

And it's the last straw.

And that is the climax of Pinestar's Crusade. Broken from his experiences, every turn taken for peace causing him more pain, the idea that he might have to hurt his own son plaguing his mind, he makes the choice to leave.

It wasn't hard, he'd still had that old bad habit of taking bites of kittypet food, a couple friends on the other side. But what he doesn't know is that by leaving with his life... he prevents Sunstar from acquiring his own.

Sunstar had ONE single life, StarClan was not able to give him more with the previous leader still alive. For leaving his Clan, for unknowingly preventing the transfer of power, and for dismissing the Warrior Code, Pinestar is sent to the Dark Forest after his death.

He can choose to walk there, or spend time in the mortal plane as just a spirit, but StarClan offers him no place in the cosmos.

#Pinestar's Crusade #Better Bones AU #So yeah it's still depressing LMAO sorryyyy #im a sucker for the theme where someone you raised and loved became part of an evil system #failure to protect. How COULD you have done differently? Was there anything at all that could have saved them?#i've mentioned it before but I love Pinestar most as the foil of Firestar #and it's very underexplored as an idea #How Firestar succeeded where Pinestar failed #Literally like a brighter version of you #someone who never gave up past the point where you would have broken #and how painful and uncomfortable that idea must be #It doesssss things to me #Also I am still shuffling the timeline #Pinestar might end up being old enough to remember Mapleshade... BUT we'll see #It might be pretty funny to have Pinepaw watch his dad take several Ls in Darkstar's Commandment #''this is my cringefail boomer dad who I have a complicated relationship to. he cannot swim. oh god. oh fuck''

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muninnhuginn · 22 days

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Writers tag game

Prompt: share some writing

Thanks for the tag, @miyamiwu!

So, I'll be honest, I don't actually have any WIPs I'm intending to do anything with, but I have some oldish abandoned stuff I managed to relocate. It's back from 2021 so in my Untamed era and this bit was specifically set during Fatal Journey*:

Nie Huaisang woke blearily, cold seeping into his clothes from the floor. It was dark and it took several seconds to remember where he was. He could hear the muffled sounds of clanging and voices. As he lifted his head off the ground, they slowly resolved themselves into the clash of swords and yelling. [...] He didn't know what to do. What would his brother do? Xichen-ge? San-ge? He had his flute with him– he could try Cleansing. This was what it was for, right? Before he could doubt himself further, he started playing, pouring all the qi he could muster into the tune. He'd practised for hours the night before, long after San-ge had left, but despite that, he hadn't truly thought then that he'd need to play so soon. Was that so naïve of him? As he watched, Da-ge began to slow in his movements and Nie Huaisang felt himself start to relax. He kept his lips to the flute, trying not to let his relief fool him into making mistakes. Still, he knew he only had to play a little longer and then they could all escape. Him, his brother, his cousin. They could flee far away from the darkness that haunted these halls. And then Nie Zonghui's head hit the floor. He stopped playing.

And then I had this other bit:

He'd messed up. He must have played a wrong note. Maybe he'd misremembered the entire thing? And now Nie Zonghui was dead and his brother - what looked like his brother - was stood, Baxia dripping blood to the floor. [...] The sword was pointed at him. He tried to hold himself steady as he looked down the blade. Tried to blink away the tears that kept escaping without his permission. He could tell he was failing, unable to stop the trembling, but he forced himself to meet the eyes at the other end of the sword. He couldn't die here. He refused to die here. After all, he was the only family his brother had left.

*(it was meant to be part of a short time travel fic where post-canon characters went back not long before NMJ died. It would've had flashbacks to Fatal Journey interspersed with the "present" up until the point at which future NHS tipped off past NHS about the poisoned music. I actually got as far as figuring out where I wanted all the characters to be at the end of it, but I ran out of motivation pretty quickly so there's only this WIP stuff and the intro part written in the end.)

Ahh not sure who to tag when it comes to writing stuff. I know @roseofcards90 and @floofiestboy write some stuff? And anyone else who sees this who writes, feel free to consider yourself tagged ^^

#I'll be honest. I don't think I'm going to ever post fully for any variation of this fandom because I'm not into it enough anymore #and honestly need to rewatch at some point but also (and this is the big thing) the fandom is just too big it lowkey intimidates me #so sticking to lc methinks which I have a couple of ideas for but haven't been able to actually put anything down #I really want to go into my take on cxs and ql's relationship because I've done something for ql and lg + lg and cxs now #but I kinda think my view on the whole thing isn't exactly the same as the main agreed view on the eng fandom side #like. ql said to ltx she considers cxs a sibling but as for if she'd say that to his face? as for if anyone else considers them siblings?#I think it's complicated (and I mean ql never got ostracised like cxs did) and also cxs's parents factor in to some extent #anyway! I'm tangenting. thanks again for the tag! this had me looking at my more recent stuff for comparison which was interesting #ask meme #miyamiwu #also argh I'm looking at this stuff again and it's like I can do the end lines for impact but the stuff before that is so messy #and also. I keep saddling every character I write with some form of anxiety which works for some characters but not all #I need to either figure out another approach or just write loid forger pov 'til the end of time :V

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m-kyunie · 1 year

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"The supposedly sealed memories of a miniature garden"

#dgm #d.gray-man #alma karma #kanda yuu #okay im going to word vomit my concept abt this apologies in advance #anyw ik Wisely gives the opportunity to mind-read/access memories like we see in the 3rd exorcist arc #but i think Road wldve been another interesting choice. i rlly like the concept of dream n its used a lot in that arc #we see a lot fo Kanda's original life within his dreams and illusions which is Road's specialty #just like constructing this false reality idk I've talked abt the idea of Kanda being put to sleep many times before but never properly #inspection style like idk maybe they still look like kids running in this like. perfect place that illusion of the word that Alma read abou #Allen waddling through a lake's worth of lotus with Road instead of the labs!#idk...........some parts are so deep he falls in and those r pockets of memories u know bc i still want that #and the deeper and closer he gets the water gets murky and red #u know bc im cool and love cheesy symbolism #I want Allen to bargain with Alma and Alma to just be like. sweet and charming and laugh it off until Allen gets to the root of the problem #WAIT U KNOW IN LIKE SAILOR MOON WHEN THE SCOUTS DIE (that is not a spoiler i promise) and they're wrapped in thorns?#I wanna draw that w Kanda....deep under the water #but he has to want to wake up from that dream. I'm playing off the fact that Allen had to punch him to snap him outta it #anyway....im done its okay

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neonlazycat · 2 years

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Sus and moob enjoyers come get yall food

#cw suggestive #???#fnaf security breach #fnaf sun #neonsart #fnaf sundrop #fnaf fanart #fnaf moon #fnaf moondrop #sundrop #fnaf #moondrop #glamrock sun is being a little bastard #and moon is showing off his favourite stockings #doodles #I've never done something like this before* sob *#sus and moob #fnaf sb

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son1c · 1 year

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i sketched a boscage maze shadow to complete my set. this version of shadow takes several... creative liberties... with boscage maze, but i think it works? maybe? let me explain.

so, i like the idea that boscage maze is the result of a science experiment catastrophe. the fallout of the accident mutated all life on earth, creating mega fauna (such as thorn rose’s giant flicky), and killer plants. i’m talking humongous venus flytraps that capture and consume people, vines with minds of their own, etc. obviously, this made earth extremely hostile to regular humans... so they left.

the survivors of the catastrophe boarded the ark and left for space. they had plans to return-- but at the current time, it was simply too dangerous to do so. and they needed to make something that would be able to combat the violent mega fauna. enter... shadow. aka halcyon, as he’s called in this au. halcyon has the ability to drain shard energy, thus un-mutating the corrupted plants and animals, and returning them to their natural state.

unfortunately, the people on the ark thought that the world was still too dangerous for him to return to shortly after his creation, so they put him on ice, waiting for a better time to start their restoration project. before that, though, halcyon grew up hearing all kinds of stories about the way earth used to be... a beautiful paradise, a safe haven in a vast, uncaring universe. his best friend on the ark, maria, also instilled in him one wish: save earth. so that’s what he intends to do.

his bitter enemy is thorn rose, whose goal is to protect the horrible mega fauna. but she just doesn’t understand the harm it’s doing to what was once a peaceful planet. and how could she? she never knew what it used to be.

#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #shadow the hedgehog #sonic prime #sonic au #just a doodle lmao i had to get this out got bless. i will probably not draw him again but #for my own sake i wanted to tie up this loose end #scribbles #halcyon #his name <3 btw <3 #and also the knuckles of this universe being a conspiracy nut loops back around to halcyon being AN ALIEN and i think that's #really funny tbh.#edit: omg i forgot his earring nooo i just fixed it </3 #AND MY SIGNATURE? oh my god i've never done THAT before LMFAO

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