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itsdefinitely · 8 months
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Aren't I so much better now that I'm just a normal guy?
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the-badger-mole · 9 days
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PLEASE elaborate on dark Aang killing Sokka, I love your ideas
Aang's demonstrated a lack of respect for the SWT customs and culture. I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that they are more overtly dependent on hunting than the other nations, but also I think there's not a little bit of classism, too. As they get older, and Aang becomes more insistent that the whole world be more like the Air Nomads, it would become a sticking point between Sokka and Aang. Suki would also not trust Aang blindly, which would influence Sokka, too. The tension between them would grow over the years, not at all helped by Sokka's feelings about how Aang treats Katara and her children.
Over time, Aang's support for the soft colonization of the NWT of the SWT would become too much, and Sokka would demand that any NWT transplants are subject to the SWT's laws and customs just like they would be if they immigrated anywhere else. Aang would argue that the more "sophisticated" NWT was having an enlightening effect on the rustic SWT. His thinking is that the NWT's influence would bring the SWT closer in line with Air Nomad philosophies, or at least the philosophies as he understands them. Sokka's not having it, though. One day Aang goes too far and supports what is essentially a coup that would leave Sokka as chief in name only so the the NWT can set up an annex government. Of course Sokka will not stand for that. At this point, the rest of Aang's friends see the problem, too and go to support Sokka. There is a skirmish between the NWT colonial forces and Sokka's warriors. Aang goes into the Avatar State, trying to end the conflict, but he attacks the SWT forces, who are being led by Sokka. Sokka takes a hit and he dies. It's too fast for Katara to even attempt to heal him.
When Aang comes back, he sees the death and destruction he's caused. Sokka  is among the dead, and Aang is at a crossroads. He can either realize that he has failed as the Avatar and become the very thing he was supposed to protect the world against, or he can retreat further into his selfish denial and lament what he was forced to do.
Sokka's death has a ripple effect. Fire Lord Zuko officially voices his dissent of the NWT's occupation of the SWT. Katara takes her brother's place as leader of the SWT, and she leaves Aang, taking her children with her, including Tenzin. With Toph's influence, Gaoling and Omashu both unite with the Fire Nation against the NWT and Aang. Something like the Equalist movement takes shape in the SWT and the Earth Kingdom, and Aang finds himself facing backlash. The people of the world begin to question the actual duty of the Avatar, and how much say he should have in any of the world's conflicts.
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jester-d-ace · 5 months
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Quick Buggy sketch which came out of nowhere. Caught in the act of longing for a certain red-haired pirate.
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ktkat99 · 2 months
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eowyn-igneelcheshire · 9 months
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I am once again returning to my creepy pasta hyper fixation so have an old Candy Pop/Jason the Toymaker piece I did back in 2021
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alloru · 3 months
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oc drop number three!!
remember the winged oc I showed you a while back? even if you don't, here she is again with a lot more intricate shading! I decided to carry on doing the coloured sketch thing, because I think it's a good format to show you my kids :>
she's literally my oldest original character from the story that's been haunting my brain for over half of last decade and that'll always guarantee her a special spot in my heart! <3
have a delightful next 24 hours everyone and stay hydrated!
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saline-coelacanth · 3 months
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I'm making another silly Ninjago poll because they bring me joy
I chose not to include Zane or Pixal since them being nindroids means they never really were little kids, so it didn't make sense to include them.
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trensu · 9 months
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an excerpt of the newest chapter of the halfway house fic based on this past post. Enjoy :)
“Steve, come get your furry little menace! He’s chewing up my laces again,” Robin grumbled.
“Maybe if your laces are ruined, you’ll finally buy a new pair of shoes,” Steve snarked. Steve walked to the living room to find Robin attempting to tie her old Converse only to snatch back her hands every time the kitten took a swipe at the laces in question. “He’s just a baby. He wants to play.”
“He can get his own laces to play with, then. And there’s nothing wrong with my shoes. I’m not going to go buy new shoes when these are perfectly functional. And my favorite color.”
Steve scooped the kitten up even as he kept reaching for the laces and cuddled him to his chest. Steve rubbed gently behind the kitten’s ears until the kitten relaxed into tiny purrs.
“What do you think, Dustin? Should Robin get new shoes? Raise your paw if you agree with me,” Steve said. He lifted the kitten’s right paw and waved it a bit, making the kitten squirm. “See, he agrees with me.”
Robin snorted and rolled her eyes at his teasing smile. “I still can’t believe you named him Dustin.”
The kitten chose that moment to start climbing up Steve’s shirt to reach his shoulder. His tiny claws pricked at Steve’s skin through the thin fabric but they were so small, they barely hurt at all. Steve laughed as the kitten settled on his shoulder and began to mew at the top of his lungs.
“It’s not my fault he looks like a Dustin,” Steve insisted. When he brought the kitten home two days ago, Robin tried to name him something else but Steve put his foot down about it. He found the kitten, and he thought the kitten was a Dustin, so no other name was allowed. 
Dustin let out another mew so loud he nearly toppled over. Steve pulled him off his shoulder with an amused huff. Dustin wriggled incessantly in his hands. Steve lost his grip on him but thankfully he had gotten him close enough to the ground by then that the fall was negligible to a cat.
“Okay, okay, we’ll play for a little while, you needy baby.”
He and Robin were waiting for payday to run to the pet store for more supplies. They were lucky that their neighbor across the hall had an old litter box that her cat had outgrown, and a couple of spare food bowls. She had even given them a few cans of wet food, cooing over the kitten all the while. Dustin, apparently, was a charming little guy. He obviously took after Steve. Robin had punched him on the arm when he said as much.
In the meantime, they were using old bits of string and a little orange ball Robin had stolen back when they worked at a mini-golf place. The kitten seemed to enjoy them well enough but Steve planned on getting him fancier playthings and some catnip. He rolled the ball across the floor and the kitten chased after it. He pounced on it, wobbly, which sent the ball rolling again for another chase. Steve laughed. Robin giggled along with him.
“He’s lucky he’s adorable. Otherwise we’d be having problems, him and I,” Robin said with a grin. Her mischievous demeanor softened slightly. “I’m glad you found him, you big old softie. Now you can stop moping so much.”
Steve ducked away when she reached to ruffle his hair. 
“Yeah, yeah,” Steve said, lightheartedly. “Maybe if I do a good job with him, someone will finally let me have a kid.” 
The kitten had apparently gotten bored of the ball and was attempting to climb up the back of the couch. Steve quickly grabbed him so he would damage the upholstery. He booped the kitten’s nose.
“What do you think, baby? Will I be a good dad? Be honest.”
Dustin grabbed his finger and gnawed at it while making the most precious sounds. A purring mew.  Steve’s heart melted; though from what he had read, he really shouldn’t let Dustin get accustomed to using his hands as playthings.
Steve resigned himself to losing half his paycheck to cat toys.
Continue on Ao3
ps: i do not do reader tag lists or whatever those things are called. i tag all my writing with 'trensu tells stories' so please just follow that tag if you wanna keep up with my stuff, thank you
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naavispider · 1 year
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It would be funny if Spider seriously called the police. Like: "You wanna call the something? Go ahead 😙"
Spider looking his father dead in the eye dialing the number: 🙄
Quaritch: 😟😢
But seriously, what would Quaritch do then? Snatched his phone?
Ooooo, I think that Quaritch definitely has a back up plan. He believes he has good intentions, but that's what makes him so dangerous. I think he'd have some sort of chloroform stashed somewhere *juSt iN caSe*, which he would justify as only having to use if Spider freaked out/was going to try and attack him/was going to run straight to the police in a panic. He wouldn't want to use it though - he doesn't want to use force.
If Spider were to actually dial the police I think Quaritch would snatch that phone so fast, bungle Spider into the car and try and make him listen. He'd do everything he could to try and give Spider an earnest explanation, showing him the tattoo and explaining the latin meaning, going into detail then and there about the case with Regina, and generally trying to show Spider that he means no harm. If none of it worked, if Spider was too panicked to listen, or just didn't want to, then Quaritch would be prepared to let him go.
Of course, he'd keep stalking the kid, following him wherever social services moved him, but he'd accept Spider's decision and maybe try again in a few months' time.
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xirayn · 1 year
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Spider-man AU
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The little spider-kid is staring up at him with the eyes of his black and red suit wide. Steve thinks he might be starstruck. Probably, considering this guy seems to be stealing his whole brand.
"You're-"
The eyes of Steve's own red mask roll. "Yep."
"But you-"
"Nope."
It had been a whole thing. Factors bigger than the city had made Spider-Man, aka Steve Harrington, abandon his post for coming up on a year now. Apparently, in that time, someone else had stepped up. He was grateful. It made him feel less guilty about how long he had stayed away, but Eddie had needed the time to get Venom under control or domesticated or whatever they were now unless they wanted another Carnage situation.
"How does the quote go? The rumors of my death something, something, whatever. Mark Twain"
"The report of my death was an exaggeration."
"That's the one. Hey, you found the goober." With a flick of his wrist, Steve used his web to snag the flash drive out of the kid's hand. He'd been on his way to the lab to find it when he ran into his mini-me. "I'll take it from here, kid. Go hang your suit up and concentrate on your studies or find yourself a girl... Or boy, I'm not one to judge."
Steve stepped off the edge of the building, adjusting to the change in angle as if he had just turned a corner as he started to walk down the brick wall.
"H- hey!" Spider-kid scrambled after him, obviously not as experienced or confident as Steve was. "You can't just take that."
"Can and did." A little wiggle of the drive added to the taunt. Spider-kid tried to pull the same move Steve had only for Steve move his hand before the web was even close.
"Vecna has one of my friends."
The desperation in the kid's voice made Steve stop. Robin and Nancy had gotten all of the information about Henry Creel aka Vecna. At least, all the information they needed. Most of it was pretty standard: 'angry white man takes it out on humanity rather than get therapy'. Where Creel differed is he had psychic powers and had gotten his book on what Eddie and Dustin called the necronomicon. That would be more of a nuisance if not for the alien technology he had gotten his hands on that let him actually use it.
So Steve had to destroy the technology (hence the goober), save the blood sacrifices because of course the ritual or spell needed blood sacrifices, and defeat Vecna. Even with Venom, Scarlet Spider, and Black Cat helping him, that was going to be a lot.
"Ugh, fine! Always the babysitter." He starts to walk and notices Spider-kid is still clinging to the wall staring at him. "Come on. Let's go."
Spider-kid snaps put of his shock to stand and walk over the wall to Steve like he's walking on thin ice.
"Come on, kid. Try to keep up. Jeeze, I'm regretting this already."
Steve sent out a web and jumped.
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s0larblast · 8 months
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A wip of my villager and the sweetest boy in town, no she's not taller than him, she's standing on a rock, she just likes to feel tall sometimes
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More Kallamar nonsense with a small dash of headcanon on how he got the scar over his eye
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faeriegirl · 6 months
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Re:coco
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not-poignant · 11 months
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ARDEN RETURNS!! super excited to hear more about the gwyn + ef epilogue. sending you lots of love as well 💗💗 i hope things get easier
Thank you anon!
I wrote two more chapters of Constellations today (which makes it like...3 chapters in total).
It's been fun to dive back in. I'm not sure on an ETA yet because I want to clear the decks with another story first, and idk how to...do that currently...since I feel like I'm in the middle of everything lmao.
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Currently drawing my new CoD OC. Her Codename is Fluff :3
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randomgentlefolk · 6 months
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I felt like posting my oc here
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