#Kintsugi au

[demaparbat-hp]

Kintsugi is the art of decorating your scars with pieces of Agni.

In the Fire Nation, the amount of golden marks are a sign of status. Only the Royal Family can afford to seal every single wound with Kintsugi. Such is the weight of this tradition that, among the ones with Agni's blood, it is the highest mark of dishonor to have a natural scar, for it proves you aren't worthy of the privilege.

After the Agni Kai, Ozai forbid Zuko's scar to be sealed with Kintsugi. The boy wasn't worth his title, his traditions or his pride. Zuko would be broken, but he wouldn't be beautiful. Not anymore.

(And sometimes it's easier to pretend he never was)

#zutara #atla #zuko #avatar the last airbender #katara #atla fanart #atla zuko #atla art #prince zuko #zuko fanart #zuko art #katara of the southern water tribe #katara art #katara fanart #zutara art #zutara au #It can be seen as platonic tho #kintsugi #Kintsugi au #Zuko wears long sleeves and high necks all the time. It's better than admitting he isn't worthy of the gold in his body #It's a long road to acceptance but the Gaang is there to help him move forward and love himself as he is #It's kind of their pet project #Anyways this Kintsugi-in-ATLA concept is up for sale :) #I'd really like to know what you guys think of it. How it can be expanded and stuff #And how it can affect Zuko's character and already low self-esteem as a result

[veinsfullofstars]

🪞 Fallen angel... who do you see staring back from the Mirror? 🪞

(ID: Kirby series fanart of Galacta Knight and my personal interpretation of his Mirror World counterpart. GK hovers above facing slightly to our left, his feathery wings spread wide, shaded in lilac and tipped with gilded wing talons, a swallow-like tail visible. He holds his shield forward in his left hand (our right) and his lance to the side in his right (our left), a single magenta eye leering at the viewer through the visor of his mask. A halo of heart spears floats and shines angelically behind his horns. Below him, M!GK hovers in the same pose but flipped horizontally and without the halo. Visually, M!GK has mostly the same features as GK, with his color palette being darker and less saturated (dusty purple body, dark gray armor, gray mask, maroon lance, rose-gold horns and weapons accents). His eyes are not visible in the shadow of his mask, but there are signs of erosion running down the metal surface in rusty orange lines, almost like tear tracks. Instead of feathery wings, M!GK has wings composed of jagged shards of pink crystal, glittering and lit from within by a luminous glow. A few pale feathers can still be seen peeking out from his back. END ID.)

Hey, so... what if... I went a little insane for a minute? What if I just... concepted a character... for the sequel... to an AU... I've told no one about... and haven't even finished writing yet? What if I then... pulled the salt shaker labeled "ANGST" out of the pantry and just... unscrewed the cap all over this poor lad? Oh, and Galacta Knight's here, too, I guess.

Sketch started 02/21/24, render started 03/01/24, finished 03/06/24.

#veins art #veins ocs #veins fanart #fanart #kirby series #kirby #galacta knight #original character #oc #kirby oc #my ocs #mirror galacta knight #<- (note that I don't claim to own the concept of M!GK itself - just this specific interpretation of him) #AU #kintsugi au #<- ('cause apparently I needed to lose my mind in yet ANOTHER au rather than finish any of the others) #I'm having Ideas(TM) #me concepting: “hmm...how could I possibly hurt him more?” #“oh easy. by taking away his wings and putting his own crystal prison in their place! :D” #me realizing I have to actually draw said wings: *suffering* #I mean I guess they came out alright in the end but *frustrated artist noises* #regular GK still gets to be the Bastard of All Time tho - at least in this version #he also can be a li'l extra and have some gold wing claws as a treat :3 #how many eons do you think it takes to cry through your own mask? #*pounds fists on table* Rose! Gold! Horns! ROSE! GOLD! HORNS! #buh okay I need to stop looking at this thing for a minute - I'm gonna conk out now see ya'll tomorrow honk shoo mimimi #swallow tailed galacta knight #<- (inspired by @starflungwaddledee) #angst tw #veinsfullofstars

[collabwithmyself]

continuation of the kintsugi au, ft. a ghost that isn't quite as distant as the one in canon. (Lamar/Morceau and Sergei/Milton belong to @wizardmolars!)

#collab doodles #collab ocs #wizardmolars #buttermint #kintsugi au #hitoshi #akiko #aoi #bellementa

[anon-e-miss]

Kintsugi - Welcome

When Jazz returned home from the studio, he had not expected to find Prowl in recharge, wrapped up in Punch’s arms. His originator was cradling his exhausted sparkmate like he might Sunstreaker or Sideswipe when they were ill, like he had cradled Jazz and Ricochet when they had been young. For a moment, Jazz feared Prowl had taken a turn and he did not know how he could explain to the Twins that their originator had died but he saw Prowl’s chevron, crimson red and felt indescribable relief. His legs felt like gel as he walked over and sat, careful and quiet as could be at Punch’s peds.

“How is he?” Jazz asked.

“Worn out,” Punch replied in a whisper. “Scared as can be. He’s sure y’ll tire o’em in his bitties.”

“How do I convince’m my glyphs good?” Jazz asked, spark aching. He knew Prowl was scared, had been scared. It was clear every time he looked into Prowl optics.

“Show’m,” Punch said. “Just keep showin’m.”

“I can move’m to the berth,” Jazz offered, Ori shook his helm.

“He’s fine where he is. If ya can get a blanket for’m? ‘N take care o’ dinner?”

“I got ya.”

He ordered chrome-alloy pie. Jazz put the order in and made sure to get Prowl’s favourite pie, as well as one the Twins like. His originator’s advice was spot on. Promises were hollow; Jazz had broken the biggest of them all when he had divorced Prowl. If he wanted Prowl to feel at home, to feel safe again then Jazz would need to show him and to keep showing him. Along with the pies, Jazz ordered Kremzeek and some crystals. It was not a splurge, not really. His signing bonus was nowhere close to tapped and he had plenty of gigs booked. Specifically, he had one booked at Swerve’s place. Would Prowl want to go? Prowl had been so humiliated seeing Swerve. Jazz imagined seeing everyone else would be that much worse.

It was his fault that Prowl felt like a pariah so fixing it was Jazz’s responsibility. How, was the question he was going to have to ruminate on. He had talked slag about Prowl to all of his friends and they had very much all taken his side. Jazz could imagine how they were going to react when he told them he and Prowl were back together and that he wanted to renew their legal bond. They were going to call him a fool. They were going to echo the exaggerations, the misunderstandings he had vented about; Jazz was already ready to tear at his plating. He hated the idea of them making Prowl more miserable than he already was.

“Chrome-alloy pies’ comin’ in,” Jazz said as he returned to the couch. “Figured I’d get’m his favourite comfort fuel.”

“Good plan,” Punch replied. “The Twins are playin’ wit Blue upstairs. Ya can fetch’em when dinner comes.”

“I don’t think I e’er seen’m recharge so deep,” Jazz said anxiously. He stroked Prowl leg gently. The Petrorat bite was already looking better.

“It’ll do’m good,” Punch replied.

Jazz left to fetch the Twins when the fuel was a couple of breams out. They were excited for the treated, excited to have had a visit with their friend. Bluestreak had not been around much of late, what his procreators had been up to with him was anyone’s guess. He was usually in the care of a nanny; Jazz had never actually met his procreators but sometimes the mechling just disappeared for a while, only to reappear again. It seemed like a rough life for a little sparkling but before Jazz got to criticizing another mech’s parenting, he reminded himself that he had thrown the originator of his creations out and… well… he was not in a good position to judge.

“Ori!” Sunstreaker raced into the habsuite and leapt onto the couch. Jazz saw Prowl jerk awake but rather than be angered, he watched the originator of his creations open up his arms and hug Sunstreaker to him.

“Did you have fun with Bluestreak?” Prowl asked, voice soft with a whisper of static from recharge. His optics were just a little glazed as he continued to wake up.

“Mhm,” Sunstreaker said. “Geni order chrome-alloy pie for dinner.”

“Did he?” Prowl asked as he looked over to Jazz.

“Maccadam’s,” he explained. “Got yer favourite.”

“Thank you,” Prowl replied. He looked up at Ori. “Punch… I am sorry, let me move so you can get up.”

“I didn’t mind, Prowl,” Punch replied as he helped Prowl get settle on the couch. Sideswipe clamoured up to join his twin in snuggling their originator. “Ya needed the rest.”

“Thank you,” Prowl said. “Did your meeting go well, Jazz?”

“Yep, hammered out a recording schedule,” Jazz replied. “How ya feelin’, Sweetspark?”

“Better,” Prowl said. Jazz was inclined to believe him. He looked better.

There was a buzz at the door and Punch stood up and walked to the door: “Gonna be the chrome-alloy pie… Oh… Swerve, what can we do for ya?”

“I brought a welcome basket for Prowl,” the diminutive Polyhexian explained. “His favourite snacks and fuel additives. Whirl added a couple of things… You know how he is.”

“Why don’t ya come in,” Punch said. “Prowl?”

“Swerve?” Prowl’s optics were bright with confusion as he took the gift basket from Swerve. “I do not understand.”

“It’s just a little somethin’,” Swerve replied, “to welcome you home.”

“Thank you,” Prowl said, he pulled a lupinoid on a string from the basket. “Has Whirl gotten into toy making?”

“Since we found out we’re expectin’,” Swerve replied. Jazz looked the other Polyhexian over and sure enough, he had a little bitty bump. “The way he’s goin’ we’ll have enough toys in the hab to fill a warehouse.”

“Congratulations,” Prowl said and Jazz echoed him. Swerve was glowing with happiness and Jazz felt a pang, wishing Prowl might recapture that same glow.

“Whirl’s a lucky mech,” he said. “Hope Blurr’s pickin’ up some more joors for ya.”

“Oh, we’re sorting it out,” Swerve said. “See, he has some races and you know how that goes.”

“I could help,” Prowl offered and Jazz swallowed the refusal as it rose in his throat. “Not with… well, labour but with the accounting and scheduling, if you need any help.”

“Jazz has a gig comin’ up,” Swerve said. “If y’re up to it, come along and we can see?”

“I do not know if I would be welcome,” Prowl replied.

“Ya are,” Jazz insisted. If helping Swerve for a couple of joors here and there, while Jazz was performing, made Prowl feel more settled then Jazz could not argue it. “‘N anyone who thinks different can go swim in a Smelter.”

#kintsugi #kintsugi au #valveplug #maccadams #tf prowl #tf jazz #mechpreg #divorce au #tf swerve #tf punch #anon-e-miss writes

[corishadowfang]

xehanort kintsugi story 👀👀👀?

-moonluringfrost

(For this)

Haha, so this is actually the main document for Fool's Gold, it just...never got officially renamed at any point. (Break Your Heart Like Glass is actually similar; it remaned 'Baldr story' in my documents until I actually posted it.) Basically, I knew I wanted to do a story in the series from Xehanort's perspective, and there was a lot of interesting stuff about him (his relationship with the Player, his "memories" of the Union Leaders, his connection to Ephemer...) that I wanted to kind of explore. This was basically my opportunity to do that!

(It was surprisingly easy to write, which was...kind of a relief after how hard it was to write Fill the Cracks with Gold, aha.)

#wip folder tag game #kintsugi au #kingdom hearts #thanks for the ask!! #i uh...don't really have a snippet for this one since it's just...what's in the fic #but it was fun to talk about it a little bit!

[kursed-curtain]

Kintsugi - the Japanese art of putting broken pottery pieces back together with gold — built on the idea that in embracing flaws and imperfections, you can create an even stronger, more beautiful piece of art.

#- i hope i distinguised the difference between the images lol. grahams from different chapters! #kintsugi au #midas tears au #- i cant decide on an au name help lol #kings quest #traditional art #fanart #character design

[pastadorable]

Round one @rottmntpeepawpolls

It was a good fight @daedelweiss truly an honorable first battle!

Aus present:

NQK @tervaneula

WRORAU @weranoutofrats-rottmntau

Arm+A Leg @newellthedragon

WBBS @purplecatghostposts

Red Rover @red-rover-au

Shell Shock @lieutenantbiscute

FABT @cartoonhostage

#totpocalypse au #peepaw polls #peepaw showdown #rottmnt au #we ran out of rats au #worlds best babysitter au #not quite kintsugi #arm and a leg au #red rover au #shell shock au #for a better time au #fabt au #wrorau #nqk au #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt polls

[whump-captain]

it's a beautiful day in the unethical lab and you are a horrible test subject

#thinkin about lab whump again #and about like. how delicate real science and real experimentation would surely be. #and how little effort it would most likely take to become just an apocalyptic fucking nuisance in an environment like that #kinda want a kintsugi lab chapter au in which ethan is not manipulated into consenting to all the stuff done to him #and instead embraces sabotage #lucy: i can't imagine what horrors he must be enduring in those cruel labs #ethan: i have contaminated all of their control samples #ocposting

[nexusnyx]

Journey to Kintsugi

Summary: In the cold mountains of San Juan where you made a home when Cordyceps first took over the world, your life passed by in almost a blink. With your people, there was safety — the most important and precious of all things. When you find a teenage girl lost and wandering through your woods, destiny keeps you from looking away. From not intervening. As your life entangles with Ellie’s, something else comes along — someone.

Joel Miller is on the brink of death when you first see him; instead of offering help and leaving them to continue their path, you come back. Something pulls you back and keeps doing so until neither you nor Joel seems to understand how to get out of this gravity that is created between the three of you.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAO3 | Main Masterlist | Official Playlist

— A/n 📝Reblogs and comments make all the difference. I do not allow my work to be translated or uploaded to any other place. Specific tags and warnings will be in every chapter. My tip jar if you enjoy this story a lot and feel like it. ☕️ — Warnings⚠️ mature content—explicit depictions of sex, violence, mentions of death, gore — canon-typical themes; Minors DNI.

ㅤㅤ▹ Prologue — Close Your Eyes

ㅤㅤ▹ Chapter One — My Little Outlaw

ㅤㅤ▹ Chapter Two — the hero’s shoulders

ㅤㅤ▹ Chapter Three — a love that transcends hunger

ㅤㅤ▹ Chapter Four — Goodbye. Goodbye.

ㅤㅤ▹ Chapter Five — I made this place for you

ㅤㅤ▹ Epilogue — The Gold Room

#usernexusnyx #i'm doing it! here we go #journey to kintsugi #joel miller fic #joel miller series #joel miller fanfic #joel miller imagine #joel miller x you #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller au #joel miller x y/n #joel miller smut #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller x oc #joel miller x reader #joel miller x poc!reader #pedro pascal imagine #pedro pascal fic #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x y/n #pedro pascal smut #pedro pascal fanfiction #tlou fanfic #tlou fanfiction #tlou fic #tlou smut #tlou series

[rottmntpeepawpolls]

#peepaw showdown #<- in case i haven't made it obvious this tag is where you will find all the polls #not quite kintsugi rottmnt #did i spell that right? #red rover au #red rover au rottmnt #rottmnt bad future #rottmnt #rottmnt future leonardo

[suffarustuffaru]

Hi so i found this post about a reinsuba soulmate au? but I can't remember the name of it I don't remember the person who posted it I've search everywhere for but can't find it I only remember some of it I think it was a soulmates has the others scars there was also a were reinhard is desperately searching for his soulmate because they were fine just a awhile ago and suddenly they just started getting the scars and doesn't know it's Subaru because of return by death I think The scars are in gold on the other soulmate? I think I saw your name somewhere it's fine if you don't know but if you do know please let me know.

OH i absolutely know which post youre talking about!! it was an idea on the fanfic thread a few months ago, and i do sometimes go on rezero reddit so i contributed to some of the ideas in this thread here.

yeah so for everyone else who doesn't know - the fanfic/AU idea was basically that soulmate pairs get each others scars (physical OR psychological) in gold on their skin. think of it like kintsugi art, where you repair broken pottery by filling in the breaks with gold -

like this basically!! (meaning subaru might notice the similarities between the whole soulmate system and kintsugi itself yes)

yeah so to summarize all the ideas me and a few other people had in that thread, basically reinhard and subaru are soulmates (this can be platonic or romantic or however youd like to see it). reinhard takes on ALL of subarus physical and psychological scars so reinhard's basically Covered in them. meanwhile because reinhard doesnt physically scar, subaru only gets psychological ones - a collar mark around his neck to symbolize the collar of submission (a collar the kingdom puts on reinhard to suppress his powers; reinhard isnt allowed to leave the country without this collar on), and later in arc 5, subaru also gets a giant slash mark across his chest (to symbolize reinhard's death in arc 5). subaru's physical scars are self-explannatory - the psychological ones though include markings around the lips (for the rbd taboo :(( ) and a handprint on his chest right over his heart (because. satella/witch of envy).

meanwhile reinhard is guilt stricken because oh god my soulmate is SUFFERING and i cant even save them :(( i cant even find them!!! but at least i can take on all the burden of their scars for them ahahah i deserve this. and then reinhard looks over at subaru and goes hm. a collar mark. reminds me of the collar of submission :(((( but i cant possibly be subaru's soulmate!!! slavery is unfortunately commonplace in this world, subaru, perhaps you should go look in kararagi? :<<< so then reinhard ends up going on a wild goose chase for a soulmate that was LITERALLY right in front of him. subaru either doesnt notice the growing scars on reinhard until later (because they dont see each other very often) orrrr subaru is sweating buckets because he of course cant explain ALL of those scars so hes like haha im gonna keep quiet until i figure out how to break the news.

but then reinhard dies in front of subaru in arc 5 and then subaru watches as not only does reinhard come back to life, a new golden slash mark appears across subaru's torso that perfectly matches the wound reinhard just died from.....

yeah anyway!!! im quite fond of soulmate aus actually and this idea is particularly fun yes :o both in concept and aesthetically. ive always rotated a bunch of different rezero soulmate aus in my head and this idea is pretty cool i think!!

#re:zero #rezero #natsuki subaru #arc 5 spoilers #reinhard van astrea #i have like another reinhard soulmate au idea that ive been really thinking of?? might make a post on that one day #but yes i like this idea of like. kintsugi-esque scars. very interesting!! #ask #kintsugi if

[puppetmaster13u]

You may regret this @phoenixcatch7 lol, what if I start spamming you /j

Less cryptid Batman in this particular WIP since it's semi-outsider pov lol (one of two outside person not unnerved by them lol)

🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇

   Clark knew Batman wasn’t human, even before that disaster of a mission where he had let it slip to the others. 

   He’d known for a long time, from one of their early meetups, when Batman had first referred to him as Clark Kent instead of Kal-El, and he had panicked. He hadn’t ever lied to his teammates when he said that the cloak prevented him from seeing his body, but his ears still worked. 

   He’d tried to listen to a heartbeat, to see if his at the time temporary ally was lying when he stated he wasn’t going to tell anyone and… Nothing. There was no heartbeat, no breathing, nothing even remotely human, and if he didn’t know any better, nothing even remotely alive about the silence. 

   He couldn’t help but to pay attention more, to seek out the strange almost silence-feeling that accompanied the Gotham vigilante each time he felt it. It was… almost comforting, like the swaying of branches and the rustling of cloth over stone. Familiar, compared to the hustle and bustle surrounding him in the city. 

   The first thing he had noticed, physically that is, was Batman’s ears. Previously he’d thought the man unemotional, what with the rough voice, expressionless white eyes, cloak-covered body and the gas mask covering a good chunk of his face. 

   Yet the longer he watched, even idly, the more he noticed that while the man’s face or body didn’t show much, his ears did. 

   While Batman could stay silent and still for hours, the long ears twitched and swiveled, catching on the hood that he’d always wear around them. They’d pin back sometimes, a near silent sound he couldn’t quite place accompanying the movement, while other times they’d twist a near full three-sixty, as though searching for whatever sound it had caught. 

   Sometimes, when he’d startled the other vigilante, there’d be rattling noise, like wood and metal clacking together before it was cut off. It was a strange sound, one he’d not heard anywhere else, except with his… friend. 

   Were they friends? He’d like to think so. 

   The next time he was reminded that his friend wasn’t human was when he saw him get injured. It hadn’t been a bad injury, even if the Gothamite’s head had hit the wall with a very loud cracking noise, but he’d still smelled what he’d eventually come to recognize as blood. There was an almost pickle-like scent to it though that wasn’t quite it either. 

   Honestly the closest he could think of describing it was some sort of formaldehyde. And once he focused, he could pick out other things beneath it. Maybe not flesh and blood in the traditional sense, but still. 

   There was always that scent of cloth and wood, but he could smell the black liquid, paint, a metallic thing underneath like iron and steel. No heartbeat, no breath, but life all the same. It was honestly beautiful in a way, like a part of the city the other vigilante called home had come to life. 

   And it wasn’t like Batman minded whenever his own human mask slipped. Clark may have been raised by his Ma and Pa, whom he loved, but it didn’t make his body any more human in nature. There were just some things that he couldn’t change, and it took effort to move like one all day as a civilian when his body wasn’t designed to do so.

   So he stayed quiet for the most part when their group of three grew, and people started to speculate. He diverted the conversations whenever it turned to him, lightly admonishing over the various rumors. 

   It didn’t matter if Batman wasn’t human, he was still his friend, their ally and teammate. Was he curious? Oh of course, he’d gone into journalism for a reason after all, but it was still his friend. If he wanted to tell, he’d tell, and Clark wouldn’t break his trust. 

#possessed doll au #possessed puppet au #This is pretty much the start of the doll reveal I did art for from Clark's and Diana's pov lol #batman au #cryptid batman #clark kent #superman #writing wip #Bruce when Clark first bends an arm in a way a human can't: I shall take note of this to see if I can do this later #Clark: Wow I have a friend who doesn't mind me doing weird things yay! #I like to think that the dolls start getting black veins through the wood like a mimicry of human arteries the longer they're in use #It's a symbiotic relationship that starts semi parasitic but turns mutually beneficial as the bond grows stronger #Diana who is made of clay probably also has a bit of a reveal to her teammates at some point I just realized #Maybe add my kintsugi headcanon for amazons in this oneshot lol #Might post the finished oneshot in AO3 if you'd be fine with it #Absolutely love this AU so much <3<3<3 #Bruce is unaware of how expressive his ears are when he doesn't have them tucked down to not hit them on ceilings lol #Clark isn't aware that half the time Bruce is not listening for sounds but listening to comms and for vibrations #Pfft oh I can't wait for Constantine or another magic user meets the batclan for the first time #Just chanting “what the fuck” over and over because *wtf is up with that* #It's like a wooden homunculus thing mixed with a sacrifice and willing possession and so much that *Should Not* be a single creature #How many tags until Tumblr has the munchies and eats them #random thing but wasn't there one series of games or comics or whatever where the batfam had a robotic dog or two #I am *just saying*- #Clark: He don't bite #Batman hunched over like some sort of predator about to pounce with spikes out and rattling/clattering angrily: #Goons & Future JL members: YES HE DO #batman #bruce wayne #dc

[veinsfullofstars]

"Now can we please get on with the meeting already? The monarchy isn't gonna overthrow itself, y'know."

(ID: Kirby series fanart comic, Kintsugi AU, featuring Dark Meta Knight stuck in a mission debriefing, clearly bored and letting his thoughts wander towards a certain rat thief, much to the frustration of his old friend/begrudging henchperson, Mirror Sailor Dee. Transcript below the cut. END ID.)

Me: wants rarepair shenanigans. Also me: wants compelling plotlines. Also me: compromises by making an absurd amount of notes for yet another highly-detailed and overcomplicated AU. Also me: tired of my nonsense.

Started 03/09/24, finished 03/10/24.

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Transcript:

Panel 1

*A dimly-lit, nondescript room, the plain walls tacked with papers and sticky notes depicting scribbled writing and various images, such as the Dimension Mirror, Dark Matter, the sword Master, a crossed-out headshot of Shadow Dedede, and the symbol for anarchy. DMK sits at a simple table looking off to our left with lidded eyes, leaning his head on one hand, the other tapping idly against the tabletop (SFX: tmp tmp). Three thought bubbles float over his head, each showing a different physical feature of Daroach - his sharp-toothed smile, his long claws, and his big ears respectively. A faint blush can be seen just behind the knight's mask.*

Panel 2

M!Sailor: (from off-screen, depicted as a simplified Waddle Dee head with two slash scars on their right cheek, wearing a white sailor cap with a blue-and-periwinkle ribbon, a blue bill, and two fishing hooks embedded in the top, yelling with their eyes squeezed shut) Hey, scarface! Quit daydreaming about your boyfriend for five seconds and pay attention!

*DMK startles, eyes shrunk to little gold lines, the arm holding up his head slipping out from under him, nearly bumping his chin on the table.*

Panel 3

*DMK turns sharply to our right to point and glare at M!Sailor off-screen, slamming his fist down on the table (SFX: THUD!).*

DMK: (angrily) Hey, shut up, he's not my-

Panel 4

*DMK pauses, his eyes once more shrunk to points, his pointing hand dropping a bit as he realizes what he just said (shown by an ellipses over his head). A tiny bit of blush can be seen through the mask.*

Panel 5

DMK: (glaring and pointing once more, the blush in his face more noticeable, visibly sweating) I mean, I am paying attention!

M!Sailor: (from off-screen, looking unimpressed with half-lidded eyes) Nice cover, Boss. Very convincing.

#veins art #veins ships #veins fanart #fanart #kirby series #kirby #dark meta knight #mirror sailor waddle dee #<- (not sure if I should mark them as an OC or not so I'll just leave it untagged for now) #dark meta knight x daroach #darkroach #rarepair #AU #kintsugi au #comic #Dameta “Shirking His Responsibilities” Knight #kicking his feet - twirling his hair - thinkin' 'bout boys (rats) #homeboy is *obsessed* with those claws #he's also not nearly as good of a liar as he thinks he is #(not lying about the first thing tho - they're not *technically* boyfriends) #and frankly M!Sailor does *not* need more of his personal drama right now #they may technically be his subordinate #but they've known him for far too long to have much respect left for him #not when they're the one leading the rebel alliance #and he's out there wasting his time on “side hobbies” #suggestive #<- (it's not really that bad but just in case) #veinsfullofstars

[collabwithmyself]

looking into a Lamar and Sergei roleswap AU with Grim. Morceau d'Zvezda I love you forever and ever (Lamar/Morceau and Sergei/Milton belong to @wizardmolars!)

#collab doodles #collab ocs #wizardmolars #buttermint #? #hitoshi #death #death tw #“lamar got kept alive because he knew confidential info and they tried to torture it out of him” #“thus the NUMEROUS scars. and hand tremors. and breathing problems.” #“sergei is also a far more active and personality-filled ghost than lamar is” #“haunted by a stray cat that likes one (1) person and it isn't you” #kintsugi au

[kerizaret]

Hinatoya is here!

He kept his cut-off strings as a reminder of what he used to be but what he chose to be instead

Tenmas saved him long before the "present" time in this story so he was "found" by an Ootori ancestor and passed down together with the Tenma dolls

(Also Tenmas made sure to hide Toya until Harumichi left their town and only then "left" him for their owner to find so that they wouldn't be accused of theft by the Aoyagis hdhsh)

#“you forgot Tsukasa's kintsugi” no i didn’t 😁 hope this helps #he's the first toy they help for a reason #harumichi looks at his puppets one day and finds his newest one gone what a shame #he never found out who did it or where it went #probably thought it got lost #hinamatsuri au #prsk #prsk art #prsk fa #toya aoyagi #tenma tsukasa #tenma saki #tenmas #tenma siblings #kerizart

[corishadowfang]

You’re like.. already writing the fic I wish you would write! But aside from Fallen Stars… maybe Eraqus’ perspective in the Kintsugi AU?

(For this)

Oooh, that's a fun one!

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            “Why are you here, Eraqus?”

            “Huh?”

            Baldr carefully set his gardening tools aside, rubbing dirt off his pant legs.  In many ways, he didn’t look that different from the Baldr Eraqus had gone to class with: same eyes, same hair, same face.  But the clothes had been exchanged for jeans and a t-shirt, his hair pinned back, his face set in an expression Eraqus wasn’t used to.  “I didn’t know you liked gardening,” he said, with an awkward smile and a laugh, like that could get him out of answering.

            (There were a lot of things he didn’t know about Baldr.)

            Baldr sighed, near-quiet.  He didn’t quite look at Eraqus, eyes shifted to some point over his shoulder, but it was enough to make his heartrate spike.  (He was too close, this was dangerous, there was no one else here, what if Eraqus had to—)

            “I—I just wanted to see my friend.”

            “No you don’t.”  The words were quiet, but unyielding, and they made Eraqus flinch.  Baldr’s eyes shifted to his momentarily, then flicked away again.  “Or—you don’t want to see me.”

            It was baffling enough to start Eraqus out of his worry.  “But you’re…the same person…?”

            “I’m not.”

            “Is this about the whole ‘darkness’ thing?  Because I thought Master Yen Sid said—”

            “Eraqus.”

            Eraqus faltered.  It felt a little like something was crumbling between his fingertips.  “I just wanted to see you,” he repeated.

            He didn’t say, You’re the only one left, besides Xehanort, and he’s changed and I don’t know what to do.

            He didn’t say, I want things to go back to the way they were.

            He didn’t say, I still don’t want to believe that you were the one who killed them.  Just give me a reason to forgive you.  Please.

            He didn’t say it, but Baldr seemed to pick up on his thoughts, anyways.  He sighed again, closing his eyes, and when he opened them again he finally looked at Eraqus.  “Go home, Eraqus.  This is just going to hurt you.”

            “I—no.  No, that’s—I don’t want to.”  That hurts more.

            Baldr’s expression turned conflicted briefly, but he smoothed it over.  “You flinch every time you look at me.”

            Eraqus tried very, very hard not to prove his point.

            Baldr seemed to notice, anyways, a bitter sort of smirk crossing his face.  It softened into something sadder—something understanding in a way that made Eraqus’s stomach twist uncomfortably.  “Maybe we can try again sometime—but not yet.  Not when you’re still hurting.”  Baldr shrugged, glancing aside.  “And maybe by that point you won’t want to.”

            A protest bubbled in his throat—he would never give up on his friends, ever—but it got caught behind his teeth, and he just stared at Baldr and tried to ignore how lost he felt.

            After a moment Baldr turned back to his garden, digging into the dirt.  Eraqus didn’t think it was supposed to sound loud, but it did, the noise filling in the holes where conversation should’ve been.

            He couldn’t leave.  He couldn’t stay.  He couldn’t move, and so he just stood there, awkward in his indecision.  He’d never felt so out of place in his life.

#kingdom hearts #kingdom hearts fanfic #kintsugi au #thanks for the ask!! #a full eraqus pov fic is on my list of 'things i might like to write for the kintsugi au' #so it was fun to dive into his head for a bit! #he's definitely having a bit of a struggle coping with everything