#but that comes later

[quibbs126]

So I’m still working on the All Ancients Disappear au page for Dark Choco, but this has just been something from there that I’ve been wanting to make for a while because I thought it was funny, so I thought I’d just show you on its own

While I plan to tell this in the full page, I might as well give you some context. So in the Dark Cacao Kingdom, with the king gone, there’s trouble finding someone to properly replace him, considering that the prince is far too young. The First Watcher is put in charge, and they’re trying their best, but it’s not the same. The kingdom holds out for a bit, but with the increasing conflict and no one being able to truly fill Dark Cacao’s role, things start getting worse. This all comes to a head when one day, the Licorice Sea makes a particularly powerful attack, and because the inner conflict inside the Citadel has caused them to somewhat neglect the Wall, it ends up falling and the monsters get in the citadel. While the Watchers put up a fight, it’s ultimately too much and the Citadel ends up falling

Meanwhile, Toffee Cookie (aka Second Watcher), whom I’m keeping as Dark Choco’s caretaker when he was young, saw the attack and decided to take the prince somewhere safe, and when it became clear that the Citadel wouldn’t hold, he fled with him outside the Wall. Considering that the prince now has nowhere to go, Toffee took him in to raise as his own. And I’m saying that Caramel Arrow Cookie is his daughter, though right now she’s only freshly baked. And since Toffee worked at the Citadel, which is no longer standing, destroyed by the Licorice Monsters, he’s kind of out of a job, which is a bit of a problem when you’re now a single dad of two. Ultimately though they manage pull through

But yeah, the image of a stressed Toffee with his two children has just been rolling around in my head. Funny enough, this was also what got me to get back into this au, since I wanted one where Second Watcher raised Dark Choco, and this was my solution

So yeah

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run au #all ancients disappear au #dark choco cookie #second watcher cookie #caramel arrow cookie #my au #not a poorly drawn comic #wip #technically #I’ll admit my reasoning for the kingdom falling is a bit weak #I just wanted the Dark Cacao Kingdom to fall and Dark Choco to not live as a prince #I had to try and make up something for that to happen #given all the political intrigue of the Episodes I thought a power struggle/vacuum would be fitting #thought tbh that seems more likely for the Hollyberry Kingdom #given all the noble houses #oh well I don’t really have anyone to bounce ideas off of #oh yeah Crunchy Chip will also join the family #but that comes later #my art

[the-tiniest-demigod]

u know your twipher AU is totally awesome. Such a amazing idea for a au! So if u wanna give it I'd love to hear more lore about the AU! Like what's Equestria like under Bill Cipher's rule, weirdmageddon 2.0?

(first of all, thank you so much for being interested in my au!!)

Its important to note that Equestria was already in ruin before Bill met Twilight, Due to her misery stopping her from being a ruler. It's everypony for themselves right now, and it's about to get a lot worse.

Although Bill was defeated the first time, he is not at ALL concerned about being beaten again. Honestly, he has no reason to, he has the upper hand here. (or upper hoof lol)

Bill's first weirdmageddon was small and controllable, but now? There's no border keeping him confined, he has the whole WORLD this time. Also, none of the ponies have ever seen Bill, not even Celestia or Luna, so nopony knows how to defeat him

And even if they did, none of them know Twilight is possessed. All they know is their ruler who's been ignoring them for Celestia knows how long is destroying everything.

When it comes to his throne, I believe Bill would prioritize using unicorns for it, he knows they have power and could be a potential threat so its better to get rid of them as quickly as possible. (also you can guarantee he's remodeling the castle to look like him). Some remaining earth ponies and pegasi would be forced to work on rebuilding the portal to the nightmare realm, so Bill can get his henchmaniacs back.

#mlp #mlp x gravity falls #bill cipher #twipher #twilight sparkle #no senior citizen are gonna trick him this time #he still loses by the way #but that comes later

[bunstoybox]

Mx. Clover Chrysalis (Any Pronouns)

My newest OC & semi S/I whose shipped with Wally! They are a soft spoken gardener whose job is to teach the watcher proper plant care! But in a fun entertaining way. The smaller fella on their shoulders is Cress, their younger/baby brother whomst they babysit often!

Clover also has an older brother named Chive, whose one of the neighborhood's local librarians! (I have yet to properly design Chive yet)

Extras~;;

#💛 “ Home is where the heart is. ” #self ship #self ship art #art #I got all of these done in a day #im so proud tbh #I love clover and wally so much.. #Hoping to be able to develop Clover's relationships with the other characters as well! #but that comes later

[silverwolf1249]

Civilian Dr. Bruce Wayne au where he meets every batkid in the hospital he works at or during serious medical emergencies, and decides to take them in as his own. Side note, the kids do not become vigilantes, but it's not a completely no capes au either. Still deciding whether I want to turn it into a whole blown work on ao3 or just keep posting it here.

Dick Grayson Part 1:

When his parents are killed, Bruce doesn't go out of his way to find their killer and get revenge. Instead, he wished to be able to prevent as much loss of life as he possibly can. He left WE in Lucius' capable hands, and becomes a doctor. He's good at it, firm steady hands with a will of steel, full of determination and drive. In another world, Bruce would have used those same qualities to don the cowl, but not in this one.

He's halfway through his residency at Gotham General when he spots a flyer for a visiting circus. He has a day off around that time, and decides it couldn't hurt to try something different than usual. Bruce is in the audience when he notices something is very very wrong. Before he can even blink, the Flying Graysons begin plummeting to their deaths. Bruce looks up to the platform and, eyes widening with horror, leaps to his feet, pushing his way through the panicked crowd, eyes stuck on the boy desperately trying to keep his hold on the edge of the platform.

He remembers the wire had snapped just as the child was being thrown into the air, destroying his original trajectory. Bruce wanted to be able to catch the boy, break his fall, anything...but all he could do was struggle against the crowd rushing towards him, and watch the strength leave the boy's fingers as they let go of the ledge.

Time seemed to slow as Bruce watched the boy, whose arms lifted up as if he could touch the sky through the large tent they were in, falling like Icarus who flew too close to the sun. The moment is broken the moment the child hits the earth, and Bruce can scarcely breathe. Unbidden, memories flash through his mind, a happy family, a doting mother and father with a different boy with blue eyes and black hair that had also watched his parents die that night.

He fights with renewed vigor to escape, unwilling to admit to himself that the child was most likely a lost cause as his parents. It only takes another minute or so of working against the crowd before he manages to get past them to race to the boy's side. He pauses for a brief moment to collect himself, he couldn't lose control when there were people to treat in front of him.

He kneels on one knee and checks the boy's parents first, wishing that he had brought any kind of medical equipment on him. No breath, and no pulse, though it wasn't as he had high hopes to begin with by the state of their bodies, so Bruce moved quickly to the kid. Glassy, bright blue eyes attempted their best to focus on him, startling Bruce for a second before he realized what this meant.

He screamed for an ambulance immediately, and waited next to the boy as it took it's sweet time. He was mad at himself for being unable to help the child with the too bright blue eyes, nothing that he could do that would reassure him that everything would be alright. As the paramedics arrive, he is helpless to do anything but watch them carefully lift the boy onto a gurney and disappear off into the night.

#look this one's all angst #but i swear theres a lot of fluff and schmoop involved too #there is just also a lot of angst involved for completely understandable reasons #bruce wayne #batfam #dick grayson #civilian au #not a no capes au tho #but that comes later #i have a lot of headcanons for this au #ao3 #fanfic writing #fanfic idea #the tenses are probably all wrong but im running under 3 hrs of sleep and am not at my best #batman #except bruce isn't batman #but you get what i mean #dc comics

[hoyatype]

sunday: 5 pages

monday: 3 pages

tuesday: 4 pages

today: 5 pages

i am writing. i don’t really know what the writing is for. or what it is meant to be. it is interiority flowing into introspection flowing into amateur literary criticism into reflections on time and disciplinarity and love and friends and the affairs of my friends (‘affair’ in the abstract sense and in the infidelity sense) and ethics and existentialism and what it means to self actualise.

it could all be nothing and i could be taking myself too seriously. but writing feels like something of significance in my life: exciting and engrossing and an autotelic activity that justifies itself…and i feel very purely and simply happy to be sitting and writing…and all i am doing is collecting seeds and planting seeds and quietly observing where my mind goes to, what it’s caught on, what are all the things i want to say and need the time and space to say.

i’m having a really good time. i think the secret to happiness, for me, is writing like this as consistently as i can. writing that has no purpose except to satisfy the persistent inner urge to create.

#of course i’d like it to turn into ‘real writing’ eventually too #but that comes later #i only promised myself for may that i’d return to writing as regularly as possible #and maybe in june i can consider what i am trying to do with this writing #and if there’s some project i should pull out of all this writing and start seriously and finish seriously

[jeritten]

Death Note L x Male!Reader: Chapter One.

yoo!! i'm back :P sorryy its been so long and sorry that i havent updated anything else recently,, ive really been struggling for motivation :(((( but i should (hopefully) be back now!! with that said,, have this fic that i wrote with a burst of motivation i got at two in the morning :] story begins under the cut as always!! - Jeri <33

Darkness. 

The street is delved in the solid obscurity of night, the tall buildings lining the pavements blurring together into a mess of shadowed industrial brick and sleek, tinted glass. The road ahead lacks any sign of human life: no cars or loud drunks making their way home after a night out drinking. All there is to experience is the smothering silence, the kind that brings a ringing to your ears if you keep your mind focused on it for too long. 

You’d seen this place before. The realisation hits you in a sharp, desperate attempt to stun your legs into action- a raw, primal instinct to preserve your life: yet, as you hastily command your muscles to move, they bitterly refuse. Letting out a poorly stifled noise of frustration, you are compelled to accept your fate of being unable to flee, being trapped on the spot as if tied to lead and sinking slowly, forcibly into the inky, eternal darkness of a calm ocean current. 

It appears in front of you. A figure that towers over your own, silhouetted black and gold against the dull glow of the amber streetlights lining the alley. With deep, crimson eyes boring into your own, it perches over you, unmoving. A cold shiver rockets down your spine. You take a deep breath. 

“Why…” You find yourself asking to the air, struggling for a way to stand your ground, “why am I here..?” 

You don’t get any form of an answer. You never do. 

You’re forced to watch as the beast extends a singular, slender clawed finger towards your chest. Your body seizes as if in a perpetual state of fight or flight, the blood that’s pumping in your ears shaking your eyes and blurring your vision. 

You open your mouth in another attempt to speak your case, but it doesn’t discourage the monstrosity in front of you from resting the tip of its vile, slim finger atop the middle of your ribcage.

You’re immediately hit with an overwhelming electric sensation, a mangled, startled cry crawling out of your lips as you find yourself crumpling to your side on the cold, dark tarmac. You desperately claw at the uneven road with weak fingers, casting a heavy, strained glance up at the carmine eyes of your darkened captor. 

It grins back down at you. Your vision fades sluggishly to darkness. 

You startle awake, a small gasp slipping from your lips as you subconsciously reach a hand to grasp the fabric of your shirt where it sits over your heart as if to verify that you are, indeed, still alive. 

A shaky breath rattles from your lungs. You’d had identical night terrors to this one time and time again, but that vile creature had never in any of them smiled at you. 

You take a deep breath in and exhale it through your nose, attempting to forcefully remove that look of malice that the silhouette had given you from your active mind.  

Heartbeat beginning to settle, you cast your eyes down at the hardwood desk below you, scanning over the sprawled out files and haphazard note paper- that’s right, you were working on a case. 

You lift your arms above your head, attempting to rid your back of the tension from your previous experience and the crick caused by the awkward wooden chair you’re currently sitting on. You sigh heavily, trying your best to draw your attention back to the notes you were taking before succumbing to slumber. You spare a glance at your watch: only thirty minutes had passed. That’s good. Rain hammers down on the window panes of the library building as you get back to work. 

It is only when you take your pencil back in hand and begin to scratch down ideas that you notice a presence over your left shoulder. At first you ignore the feeling, but as you realise that it’s not disappearing you decide that confrontation is required. 

Turning your head around, you’re somewhat startled to be met face to face with a young black-haired man. He has a… peculiar air about him, and the dark circles under his eyes suggest that the two of you have at least one thing in common. 

“Can I… help you?” You quiz the boy, watching as his attention shifts from your unorganised work splayed out on the desk to you. He tugs on the hem of his white t-shirt, placing a tentative thumb on his lower lip as he speaks. 

“I’m sorry.” He talks slightly bluntly, although you can read the conviction and deliberate placing behind his words. “I couldn’t help but notice that you’re struggling with whatever it is that you’re working on.” 

He takes another somewhat hesitant look over your paperwork before continuing, his eyes drowsy yet intelligent and focused, speaking volumes yet revealing seemingly nothing at all. 

“Are you a detective..?” 

And thus began the friendship that would pin you right in the crosshairs of a killer. 

imma be real,, i rlly enjoyed writing this one lmaoo

i just love writing edgy shit oh my goddd

anyways,, i hope you enjoyed!!

(i'm working on togami chapter 2 next!! :DD)

-Mod Jericho :3

#death note #death note l #l lawilet #no spoliers yet #fanfiction #ao3 #death note fanfiction #l x reader #l x you #platonic!! at least for now anyways :P #platonic relationship #sdhasdhaksd i still dont know how to tag #canon compliant #but that comes later #yippee!!! #i love autism #OHG I FORGOT #AUTISTIC L #L IS AUTISTC #!!! #at least he will be hinted as autistic in the entirety of this fic #and if you dont like the idea of a character w/ autism in a story thyennn my blog is probs not 4 yu lmaoo

[pap03]

The Moonlight Blossom Monarch

Queen Sectonia

In all her beauty...

#queen sectonia #kirby #triple deluxe #kirby sectonia #i told you i was gonna draw her #now i gotta draw a friend too #but that comes later #im still in a bug mood

[chronal-anomaly]

combat rolls out of bed

Plot with me 🔪

#( ooc. ) #I'm writing up a manual for our research project so I probably won't be writing here too much today #But it's very tedious so #And taking my PPA/dementia/aphasia/anosia quiz and that's a beast so #If you want me to ramble about communication disorders i WILL #( also probably will re: lena after the slipstream ) #but that comes later

[lifeascaty]

Feeling so light.

The US strike means I’m on hold with a bunch of projects, but I still had UK deadlines.

Just sent off my latest rewrite and now - while I have work - it’s all with deadlines of WEEKS and MONTHS instead of the situation I’ve been in for most of this year where it’s been a never ending parade of deadlines.

Been feeling like Lucy and Ethel at the chocolate factory but now someone’s slowed the belt down and I’ve had a chance to spit some chocolates out and empty my bra.

#I will complain bitterly about these projects that I’m currently excited to start work on #but that comes later #right now I am enjoying getting to start something new #although tbf my next deadline is in 2 weeks #for the draft of this new thing #so it’s not that much of a break #but it’s a longer break than usual so I’m celebrating

[dickbaggins]

oof that feeling when you’re writing something that sucks and you know it sucks but the only way out is through

#and editing #but that comes later #pouring one out for future Janis who has to clean up this camp nano shit show

[e17omm]

Its too hot where I live atm and I got stuff I can publish but I'll do that when I can actually think

#i got that crime au i talked about a while ago #chapter 1 doesnr actually have much crime but chapter 2 got that #i wrote it as something new and different #and i got the early chapters of adopting a stray herrscher ready for publishing #thanks to writing some crime au #but that comes later

[knifefightandchill]

comic con tomorrowwwwwwwww

#I AM STRESSED BUT ALSO EXCITED #got so much to do but nothing to build so that's nice #unless i get a sudden urge to turn my lunchbox into a medkit #really happy i decided not to do pyramid head until i rebuild him because i can actually move a r o u n d this year. #no more massive platforms or hurt necks #i had to balance the weight of the pyramid with a sock full of dried beans because it was too front heavy. #literally a crew sock and a whole bag of beans #next time it's gonna be lighter cardboard not the heavy duty stuff it is #plus i think i broke the knife handle last time but i haven't looked at it since i hung it up #also i wouldn't be able to fit the knife let alone the helmet in my car lets be real #i got everything for leon ready to go except for my self confidence #but that comes later #without the body shaper its so much more comfortable and that's what i'm trying to focus on. the comfort part #eccc2024 #personal #one day we will stop rambling in the notes but not today

[akaisenhatake]

last drink.

#wow i never thought id come back literally a year later just to post my deranged doodles #anyway theyre my life now theres no stop to it #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel lute #hazbin hotel sera

[sirenetica]

I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door

DDVAU created by @xmaruu11 and @kitsuneisi

#cracks knuckles #hermitshipping #desert duo #scarian #ddvau #ddvau fanart #my art #desert duo fanart #hotguy #cuteguy #gtws hotguy #grian cuteguy #sun/moon stuff to come later this week :) #if you're from the ddvau server hi!! waves!!! o/

[frownyalfred]

okay so there were a ton of posts/fics about the hilarious "fuck/maryy/kill" Bruce Wayne & Justice League scenario (I read them all, amazing comedic timing y'all) but to me, the most hilarious scenario is the JL play fuck/marry/kill, Bruce's name comes up, and half of the people in the room in the know immediately turn bright red and refuse to keep playing and no one will explain why.

Hal: "...and I would fuck Bruce Wayne. No, I would kill him. Nah, actually I'd fuck him, who am I kidding."

Clark: choking on his coffee and rapidly turning an alarming shade of red

Diana: "An....interesting choice, of course."

J'onn: "Shall we play a different game?"

Hal: "Wait, what? that was the game, wasn't it?"

Ollie: "I'm with Hal, I'd fuck the shit out of Bruce. He's the easiest guy I know, it's not like it'll exactly be a hardship for him."

*every single person in the room turns to Batman, standing in the corner*

Clark: "Wow! I think I just heard someone drop an ice cream cone in Guatemala. Batman, I'll need a team up."

Ollie: "For ice cream?"

Diana, standing up and putting herself in between Bruce and Hal: "This sounds dire. I will also assist."

Clark, under his breath, one hand on Bruce's back: "It's not worth it. He's not worth it. Come on. Walk it off."

#treadmill thoughts #bruce wayne #batman #dc #fic commentary #justice league #jl #and then like three years later #when he finally tells them #this moment comes back to hal jordan in technicolor

[egophiliac]

I had to turn the boops off (sorry!), so here is a little Malleus for you all to boop instead! he has no thoughts in that little brain of his!

#art #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland spoilers #twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland episode 7 part 6 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 part 6 spoilers #i don't like grouping notes so my activity page was being OBLITERATED #thank you for all the boops though! #please transfer them to the dragon #he needs love to grow up big and strong (and then trap us all in an endless dreamworld) (but that will come later)