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tblsomedoodles · 7 months
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Meeting Clara (but happy and cannon)
i had full intentions of coloring this. but that would take forever and i reached my limit as far as this comic goes a while ago. i have no idea what it was, but this comic fought me every step of the way. It didn't matter if i was having a good art day or not, as soon as i opened this document, i'd struggle.
But it's done now. so there's that
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twicethetrouble · 3 months
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Seer twins update! b/c i just realized my working chapter would work better as 2 chapters. so have the first of it
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media Types, Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Cartoon 2018) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Leonardo & Michelangelo (TMNT) Characters: Leonardo (TMNT), Michelangelo (TMNT) Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Apocalypse, TCEST DNI, Seer twins au, No beta we die... just die Summary:
""Hey Mike." Leo stood in the doorway of the kitchen where Mikey sat at a table. His mask was tear stained, and his eyes red from crying. "Can I tell you something?"
"Of course!" Mikey started to get up. "Let me just grab my Dr. Fee-"
"No Dr. Feelings today," Leo interrupted his remaining brother. "I just need to tell you something. About… later today.""
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ahyesanerd · 1 year
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Okay my brain had a horrible idea for TMNT angst
First if you don't know @tblsomedoodles go checkout her stuff because I am using their lovely Aus for this. Specifically pulling from the lovely Donnieverse and Adopted Donnie Apocalypse
(Also really needed to type out this idea but since it's kinda au of au I'm not gonna put it in an ask)
spoilers for above aus listed
NOW THE IDEA >:D
So basically through events of chaos and our lovely Donnie's attempting to get to 03 (Adopted Donnie's) Dimension. Now since this portal process thing has already been having issue locking on dimensions why not at some slight time travel issues.
So our Donnie gang gets thrown into Adopted Donnie Apocalypse AU. (Or basically an alt timeline that wasn't destroyed??? Idk) (We will just call all from this timeline there names sans Apocalypse Dee cause ya)
Now cause I want the world to burn this is maybe a couple months or so post-Dee Adopted Apocalypse death and maybe a month (or less?) after the 03 turtles have arrived.
I want to watch Raphie have a freakout cause his baby who he was told died is here and younger and they'res other Dees to.
I want Leo breakdown and hug Dee. The twin he lost once and once again.
I want CJ to see his young Dad and either be so confused and start asking who that is. I want to watch the other 'futures' hearts break. Or I want CJ to be so happy to see his Dad and Dee so confused.
Okay that's my angst added for the night :)
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soniclozdplove · 9 months
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Dang it I had to post it separate! Trouble's OC Clara dressed similarly to Orchid for no reason at all
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vicontheinternet · 1 year
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My moodboards, charmed au
Phoebe gives birth to "twins" her kid with cole making him the twice blessed child and the daughter of the source and seer, the source’s heir.
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quiche-draws · 5 months
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We've been cooking at the Kotaloy Elysium discord for the past week, all cuz we were inspired by a Critical Role campaign trailer which Noshir Dalal (Kotallo) and Ashly Burch (Aloy) will be starring in.
And so, a fantasy-steampunk AU was born, where magic is abundant in a world very unlike ours. ✨
In a post-apocalyptic world, where the land has come apart, separated by never-ending seas, Sky Admiral Kotallo, captain of the Tenakth skyship Wings of The Ten, needs a new wind weaver. These individuals possess the powerful ability to manipulate air and so often serve as Navigators, guiding skyships of all tribes through natural or conjured air currents. The Admiral will need such a person if he is to accomplish the herculean task of mapping out the world and exploring uncharted regions A Nora girl, Aloy, is one such wind weaver. After a fateful encounter, she, along with her twin sister Beta, who is a gifted seer, end up joining his band of skyfarers. Together, they begin unraveling the mysteries of the ancient world before them, discovering new lands and cultures, making new friends, allies and enemies alike.
*Aloy design (second image) by @i-lavabean. Other art for this AU has already been posted by @han-ban-bam, @mancatrex and @astralpaint! Go check'em out!
(PS. feel free to send asks if you want to know more 😆 I set up an entire Gdoc to keep track of the details we'd been discussing in the server)
PLEASE DO NOT REPOST! REBLOG ONLY!
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foursaints · 7 months
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give me a rosekiller AU where Evan Rosier is part of a famous "twin seer" duo with pandora, and has made a very comfortable life giving awe-inspiring prophecies on television and hammering home the whole ~mystical blonde twins~ schtick. except its all fake, its always been fake, & he is too busy happily tricking the stupid masses with his sister to care. Cue Barty Crouch Jr, who is batshit insane, a little frightening, a babbling mess with a fringe cultlike following.... and who is very much giving some very real prophecies.....
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orobaxis · 1 year
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No. 20 for Ominis? I really loved the oneshot you wrote c:
thanks a lot professor black
ominis gaunt x reader arranged marriage au
summary: your crush on ominis gaunt comes to a head when professor black uncharacteristically gives ominis advice.
word count: almost 3k!
also a prompt: "it hurts me, just how much i ache for you."; slytherin!reader
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you like to think that your crush on ominis gaunt isn’t that obvious. after all, he only knows you because of that arrangement your families decided on when you were kids. the only times you had interacted with him were when you asked him a couple of time if anne was around (she is your friend and partner in some classes), and when he would say a polite “hello” to you in herbology (your potting stations are across each other). some interactions too whenever anne would drag you around, but you wouldn’t consider yourself friends. he was very particular to people he considers friends, and for now, it was only the sallow twins. even lucan brattleby was just an “acquaintance”. now, you are starting to think that either: 1) anne is a seer, or 2) your crush isn’t as inconspicuous as you previously thought.
anne sends you a knowing smile whenever he and sebastian enter a classroom or sit close to you in the great hall. always nudging you with her elbow and waggling her eyebrows teasingly whenever ominis opens his mouth to talk. snaps her fingers in our face when you would stare absentmindedly at the boy who doesn’t know better.
“are you some sort of seer?” you ask anne, who laughs at that. you now walk to transfiguration, where you and anne share a desk and sebastian and ominis share a desk beside you. you try not to make it too obvious when you try to catch glimpses of the gaunt boy, often finding yourself smiling whenever he and sebastian mutter something to each other and snicker (much to professor weasley’s chagrin).
“why do you ask?” anne questions. “is it because i know of your infatuation with mr. ominis gaunt?”
“hush, you!” you scold her, feeling heat rising from your neck to your cheeks. she laughs at how flustered you must look. “i would have denied it but you always tease me whenever he’s around.” you pout and she nudges you in an attempt to console you.
“come on, y/n,” she says, “i think ominis is the only one who cannot see how much you like him. but only because he literally cannot see you staring.”
you purse your lips and say nothing. the silly little schoolgirl crush started when you were just in your first year. your parents wrote to you that your betrothed also started school at hogwarts as a first year, and that he and his family are renowned for being direct descendants of salazar slytherin himself. you were so excited when you found out, hoping to catch a glimpse of your betrothed and intrigued more than ever knowing his family background. he must be some stoic and powerful wizard then, you thought to yourself. someone who takes his family name seriously, top of the class and able to do very advanced magic.
nope, you first found ominis and sebastian sallow (his best friend) in the courtyard, crouching on the ground in concentration. curious, you approached them and he and sebastian let out a shriek in surprise when you piped up, “what are you doing?”
“ah! we didn’t notice you!” sebastian exclaimed! “ominis, why didn’t you notice her?”
“i was concentrating!” ominis, short and with a high-pitched voice at eleven, whined, “we were trying to catch bugs, you know!”
anne had hopped to your side by then, watching as her friends stood up, not wiping their robes that were partially covered in grass and mud, “what were you going to do with the bugs?”
“well, levitate them of course!” ominis answers excitedly, “we wanna see them fly!”
your eleven year old self was so confused, trying to come to terms with the fact that ominis was…not what you thought he was. you imagined him to be a powerful wizard, but he was just…like you. he was just a kid. you apologized for disturbing them, now feeling bad for distracting them.
“you can make it up to us by helping us find some,” ominis suggested, “two heads are better than one.”
“technically four heads are better than one,” sebastian commented.
you and anne exchanged looks before grinning, settling yourselves on the grass to find the bugs that ominis and sebastian desperately wanted to find.
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it was during the third year when you were shocked to see ominis again. no longer was there a short and high-pitched sounding little guy, he somehow got stretched during the summer, now taller than you and anne (sebastian also stretched a bit and now stood tallest of the trio). his voice got deeper and he started to style his hair. you remember staring at him in shock as you sat across him at the great hall, a chicken leg on your hand stopping halfway to your mouth.
sebastian must have noticed your staring, teasingly cleared his throat, “y/n, we were asking how your summer was.”
“oh,” you shook your head, trying to dispel the thoughts and daydreams, “it was good. your…your voices sound different.”
ominis grins at that, “mine is. sebastian’s voice cracks.”
“no it doeSN’T,” his voice cracked halfway and you four laughed. you bit a chunk out of your chicken leg, still eyeing ominis. his beauty marks look prominent now. he also started walking a lot more differently–confidently. and his smiles–
you coughed, choking on your chicken. anne laughed and started patting you on your back hard. “focus y/n,” she continued laughing.
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the current week is getting a bit hectic. you have many things to do, lots of essays to write, and because of curfew, you cannot be in the library for as long as you wanted. this leads to you trying to finish all your work in the slytherin common room, hunkering down with other students, mostly other fifth years, as you prepare for your O.W.L.S. after a few late nights, you found out that you need a lot of food to keep your mind stimulated and make sure that you don’t fall asleep until you finish whatever you need to get done. so you had taken it upon yourself to stop by the kitchens after dinner to stock up on as many sweets, pastries, and other delicacies as you can to bring to the dungeon. you tickle the pear, which laughed and turned into a doorknob, and go into the kitchens, expecting to see nothing but house elves floundering about. while you know that the location of the kitchens is not exactly a secret, you are still surprised when you find ominis inside. he is chatting with a house elf, who is carrying a tray of cupcakes.
“mistress y/n!” lorry, a house elf you had befriended, pops next to you, carrying a hefty tray of assorted goods. “lorry has prepared lots of food for mistress y/n who needs to study for O.W.L.S!”
ominis turns to you and lorry, his eyebrow raising. “i didn’t know you knew where the kitchens are.”
you wound your hands together, turning pink. very rarely do you get to talk to ominis alone, and despite knowing him for five years now, you still find yourself nervous. “oh, yes…i accidentally found it in our second year when i got lost.”
he grins, “i found it during our first year.” the elves excuse themselves as they return to their work and you are about to also excuse yourself to leave and return to the common room, but ominis is already standing beside you and greeting the elves goodbye. “thank you for the food,” he tells them.
“of course master ominis sir!”
you swear he flushes at that, and he ducks his head with a smile as the door closes behind you. “i notice that you stay up late in the common rooms. are you busy preparing for O.W.L.S?”
you hum in confirmation, “yes. and we have so many assignments to be done soon.” you sigh, “i haven’t even started on the herbology assignment.”
he pipes up, “me too, i haven’t started it either.”
the descent to the common room is followed by a comfortable silence. you relish the moment now, knowing that you will be thinking about this tonight. you are walking close together that you can smell him, feel the swishing of his robes, and hear his breathing. oh he is so close to you that you can just grab his hand and–
“y/n?”
you blink, and notice that he is tilting his head in your direction. he must have asked you something!
“oh! sorry, what was that? i’m just…distracted.”
ominis’ smile is soft. “i asked if you would like to work on the herbology assignment together tomorrow. we can go to the greenhouses.”
your breath hitches at his words. together? just you and him? or you and him and the sallow twins? ominis asked you to work with him tomorrow? trying not to scream out loud in excitement, you try to sound as nonchalant as possible, “sure. we can do that.”
“i’ll see you tomorrow then.” he nods at you, a smile still on his face. one, two, three, four…he has so many beauty marks, who knows that they look so good on his face. are they beauty marks because they make him look so beautiful? or are they just marks that now look beautiful because they are on his face? the smile he wears on his face makes him even more attractive, you just want to squish his cheeks and–
focus, y/n, focus!
“good night y/n,” he bids you with a grin and a small bow before proceeding to his dormitory. you stand there in the middle of the common room, mouth agape, heart racing, head pounding, and so so infatuated and in love.
the next morning, you find yourself and ominis on your way to the greenhouses when you see the headmaster strutting in your direction. “headmaster black is coming!” you whisper to ominis beside you. he frowns, his wand up to guide him, and wonders to himself, “the headmaster? here? what could he want?
“mr gaunt! miss y/n,” the headmaster exclaims, you try to look as passive as ever while your mind wonders what he is doing here talking to students, “where do you two think you’re going?”
“i beg your pardon sir,” ominis starts politely, “we’re simply on our way outside.”
the headmaster scoffs, “taking the day off to go on dates, eh?” you shake your head at that, quickly turning redder than a tomato at this suggestion, “typical students, wasting the hours away.”
“headmaster,” you chime in, “we–we actually have to write twenty pages on dittany and its uses. we were just heading to the greenhouse.” you don’t know why you try to vehemently defend yourself against headmaster black’s accusations, but the implication that you two are on a date still rings in your head.
“ah, yes,” black assents, “mixed with…um…bubotuber pus…makes a fine…er–mustache paste.” he glances at you and quickly clears his throat, “yes, mustache paste…i find.”
you scratch your head in confusion, while ominis’ frown deepens, “are you alright, sir?” he asks the headmaster. “you don’t seem yourself.”
you remember hearing from anne that ominis’ family along with other prominent pureblood families all know each other. ominis has probably met the headmaster outside of hogwarts, in house parties and whatnot. you wonder how your parents managed to make an arrangement with a family as prominent as the gaunts, then, seeing as your family is not that well-known, nor does it come from some powerful bloodline.
“i assure you i am quite healthy, gaunt,” black sticks his head up in annoyance, “if i need a medical diagnosis, i shall head to st. mungo’s.” turning to you, he huffs, preparing to leave, “better keep your future husband in check, l/n, lest he gets too nosy.” he straightens his coat and speeds off.
now that makes you even more embarrassed. you have always been afraid of even thinking about the betrothal around ominis, especially when you found out that he and his family do not see eye to eye. you think you are both forced into this predicament, and knowing that he doesn’t approve of his family’s views, it also goes to show that he is not happy about the arrangement. so despite telling the twins, you begged them not to bring it up with ominis, afraid that he will all be reminded of this precarious engagement and pull away from you. you cringe as you and ominis quietly walk away, afraid that he will excuse himself and never talk to you again.
“something is very wrong with professor black.” he exclaims, and you deflate at his words, wounded. you open your mouth to apologize, when he continues, “dittany and bobutuber pus? mustache paste?”
you cannot help the giggle that escapes your mouth at his very confused expression. “maybe he was giving you some advice on how to properly care for your mustache should you decide to have one when you’re older.”
ominis grunts at that. “i don’t know if i want a mustache, or want to look anything like professor black.” he chuckles at your teasing, “when i start growing a mustache and beard when we’re older, you’ll help me shave it off, won’t you?”
you feel yourself almost spontaneously combusting at the thought. he just gave you a very detailed picture that sends you right into a daydream: you and ominis, finally wed, you laughing as you lather his face with shaving cream and slowly shaving him while he rests his arms around your waist. you cough loudly which startled ominis, and begin fanning yourself as you start sweating and getting hot in embarrassment.
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you are eight pages into your dittany essay when you find yourself staring at him. after five years, it is safe to say that you are now helplessly inlove with ominis gaunt. however, the nagging feeling in your heart is telling you that it may not work out, because you know that he disagrees with his family. he more than likely does not approve of your betrothal.
“i…want to apologize,” you tell him.
he hums questioningly, looking up from his parchment to look in your direction. “why? did you finish your assignment before me?”
“uh, no.”
“are you leaving?”
not unless you want me to. “no, i’m not done yet. only 8 pages.”
“oh,” ominis smiles, “then what are you sorry for?”
swallowing quietly, you take a deep breath. you respect ominis too much to not apologize. for black’s remark, for your family arranging a marriage between you and him at a young age, for everything. “well…for one, i apologize for what professor black said.”
“about you keeping me in check?” he raises his eyebrows.
despite not seeing you, you still turn away from him in embarrassment. “yes. i’m sorry. i know you probably don’t want to talk about the…o–our arrangement–the betrothal, i mean. and i’m sorry that he brought it up.”
you exhale, still turned away. you wonder what he is thinking about. will he forgive you? or will he finally let you hear a piece of his mind. ominis is quiet for a moment, and you think he decided to ignore your comment, and you sigh, about to resume your work in silence, when,
“why…why do you think that i don’t like being betrothed to you?”
“well,” you clear your throat as you turn to face him away (he looks so gorgeous, even with the confused look on his face, eyebrows knitting together and lips pursing), “our families decided on our fates at such a young age. and i…i know you don’t share the same sentiments as your family. so…i know you don’t like me, and i just…i’m sorry that we’re both in this predicament.”
ominis nods slowly, taking in your words. you anxiously wait for him to speak up. your parchment is now smudged as the ink falls down from your quill in silent drops.
he mutters something so quietly that you didn’t catch it. “what?” you ask him, noting the boyish smile on his face, “what are you smiling at?” what is so funny? is he finding you pathetic, for voicing your insecurities? is that why is he laughing?
shaking his head, he chuckles, “you’re silly.”
“i’m…silly?”
“if i didn’t want the betrothal, i would have forced them to dissolve it by now.”
one, two, three, four, five, six beauty marks on his face. you blink rapidly, trying to process his words. “wait…what? ominis…what are you saying?”
you try not to hope. but you also pray that you understand what he meant by his words. heart now pounding hard against your chest, you feel your breath being rushed out from your lungs when ominis extends a hand across your potting station, reaching you slowly. his hand is careful, methodical, trying to feel the air and listen to the sounds of your breathing (you know that he can hear your quiet panting).
his hand stops when he touches your cheek. it’s rough, warm, and much bigger than yours. you gulp, eyes wide as you find your eyes glued to his face, unable to look away, captivated by the teasing, mischievous grin on his face. “it means, y/n, that as long as you’re okay with it, i would want you to help shave off my beard and mustache when we’re older.”
his grin widens when he feels your smile against his hand, and you bring a hand up to cup the hand on your cheeks, “i’d like that.”
he sighs, relief evident in his laughter, “it used to hurt me, just how much i ache for you. now,” a thumb caresses your cheek and you close your eyes as you bask in his presence, “now, it’s not so bad.”
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anon, you're the very first one to send me a message and im so sorry for putting this off for so long! this went into a totally different direction, i had like a 5k+ and counting story on this but i didn't like the direction it was going so i abandoned it and wrote this!
i hope you all like it! pls let me know your thoughts! <3 once again, thank you for all the love and support!
tala <3
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slobstation · 2 months
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i want to write a Percy Jackson marauders AU
i have made another post more organized / easier to read !!
but i feel like i am to biased to give them houses without advice.
- (also i have NOT looked to see if there are already fanfics on there because they will cloud my judgement.)
- (also if you saw this on my other blog first, no you didn’t? you’re… crazy…?)
i write a lot on my free time and want to invest in something to regularly write for people to read for once (usually write and then hide it forever).
plus i am genuinely curious on what people believe the marauders houses are, honestly. anyways i am referring to general MARAUDERS ERA- so feel free to share HC about any from that era rather than the main group.
mine so far:
james, apollo. yall had to see this coming.
regulus hades !!!
sirius WOULD FIT WITH ALMOST ANYONE ?!?!
remus athena or hermes ^^
peter UNCLAIMED?!?!???? bring on the angst. or demeter or hermes tbh!!
lily, artemis. but could also fit with a few other like Iris for example
mary aphrodite ?!
marlene ares!!
dorcas hecate?
barty dionysus!!!!
pandora and evan athena (i love having them as twins recently for some reason?)
as not twins-
evan, NIKE!
pandora as DAUGHTER OF IRIS!!!!?!!?
Gideon and Fabian hermes coded? maybe…?
molly, A SEER? :3
Arthur as a SATYR!!!
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tblsomedoodles · 10 months
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My NON CANNON Leo meets Clara comic i was talking about yesterday
I should wait to post this, but i'm not. I just spent the last six hours rendering this.(i know it's six hours b/c i listen to the entire first book of hitchhikers guide while doing so, and that's five and a half) and want this posted now.
anyway! Explanation!
this non-cannon version, Donnie died early in the apocalypse timeline. The day he died, Leo immediately went into his lab, hoping he had some sort of 'get out of death free' plan on his computers. he couldn't access it. Instead, Clara, a freshly hatched turtle tot (and Leo's Seer successor) makes herself known.
i might do more for this. I have a bit of an idea of doing a small comic where Clara finds a video message left for her by Donnie, but we shall see. (i have to figure out clara a bit more before i do anythign like that.)
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twicethetrouble · 10 months
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Seer twins update! it is here! as promised!
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ghouljams · 9 months
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Character Directory
Cowboy AU
Goose: Ghost's Darling, Duck's daughter, Friends with the others. Moon: Soap's Darling, Friends with Goose and Birdie. Birdie: Gaz's Darling, Teacher, Friends with Goose and Moon Duck: Price's Darling, Goose's mom. Bee: König's Darling, Tech Wizard, sort of friends with the others.
Fae AU
Love: Ghost's Darling, BFF of Liebling, Customer of Witch Liebling: König's Darling, Friends with Love and Witch Witch: Price's Darling, Friends with Liebling and Threat Threat: Soap's Darling, Crybaby's partner, friends with Witch Crybaby: Soap's Darling, Threat's partner, friends with Gaz's Darling Gaz's Darling: Gaz's Darling, friends with Crybaby, very new addition Pet: Valeria's Darling, unknown affiliations Angel: Keegan's darling
Demon AU
Die: Ghost's demon, friends with Hush Fetch: König's demon, doesn't know or care about the others Price: Price's demon, defaulted in charge of the 141's demons Hush: Soap's Demon, friends with Die Luck: Gaz's demon, Price(the demon)'s right hand
Babies:
Carmilla: fae!Ghost and Love's oldest daughter, literal cabbage patch kid Mary/Frog: Ghost and Goose's oldest daughter Abigail/Bibi: Ghost and Goose's middle daughter Jackie: Ghost and Goose's youngest daughter Jamie/Bug: Gaz and Birdie's child Wilhelm and Felix: König and Bee's twin sons Melissa: König and Bee's daughter Ainsley/Monster: fae!Keegan and Angel's oldest kid Arthur/Bear: Witch and fae!Price's son Andromeda/Andy: Witch and fae!Price's daughter Fenrir/Hund: König and Liebling's son
Misc OCs
Murphy: Feed shop owner in the Cowboy AU The flower fae/Rose: regular at Liebling's shop The Fae-by: Ghost and Love's home grown infant, dubiously canon Tock: Former owner of Liebling's shop, made her a Seer
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soniclozdplove · 1 year
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the moment I heard about your Seer Au this is all I could think of
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gamerbearmira · 6 months
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(Kind of inspired by a roleplay, I did once with a friend and The Rebirth of Miracle/De-aged Mirabel AU by another person here)
I introduce you to... de-aged triplets! :
It was yet another day in ever growing paradise Encanto. It was 18 years since the Miracle happened and the village was founded. It was ruled by a small, yet strong Madrigal family, that sometimes even seemed like a royal family, consisted of the current Miracle Candle holder, Alma Madrigal, and her three children, triplets, each blessed magical gifts of their own, Julieta, the oldest, a healer and beloved in community as a "golden child", Pepa, the middle, a weather girl and since childhood known as a bundle of sunshine, and Bruno, the baby of family, a seer and due that known as a "Bad luck Bruno" (even if none dared to call him this way, unless they wanted to have to deal with a furious Alma and equally furious Julieta and Pepa).
Currently, it was nighttime and the matriarch was sitting in her room, thinking over things. Even with a community to run, Alma made it clear her children were her number one priority. She loved them with whole her heart and wanted the best for them. And yet, she ran into so many people, who took her children's hard work for granted and none ever thought about them. They were given their powers at age of 5, and since then, they were cursed with burden of carrying them. Bad prophecies, hurricanes and greedy people, who took for themselves and left nothing for those, who needed those more... not the childhood Alma wanted for her children.
And she hated it. She hated the burden, her children were forced to hold on their shoulders for so long. It was their 18th birthday few weeks ago. Marking 13th year of the curse, they were given. Of course, the same Miracle was what gave them this beautiful place to call home and the tall mountains to protect them, but she always wanted it would've stopped there. She remembered how happy they were before the "blessings", they were real children. Happy and bright, eyes ready to see the world around them.
"I just want them to be happy. I just want them safe... is it so much to ask for..?" The woman whispered to herself, looking onto the candle on her window, before sighing.
The miracle candle watched her to best of it's ability. It saw the sufferings, this family has going through due it's poorly calculated decisions, but it knew there was nothing that could be done to undo it... there was no way the childhood experiences could be recreated, now that the triplets were older.
There was just no way...
Or was there?
~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~In the morning~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~
Alma woke up to strange noise. She could always hear a lot of what was happening within Caista walls, due how... normal(?) her room was, compared to her children and weird noises weren't something unusual, with what people her children grew up into... but even then this one was even out of ordinary.
At first, she didn't realize what it was to begin with, but she soon came to recognize it.
It was a cry. A baby's cry. And, by the sound of that... there was more than one baby too.
Do we have a visitor? Maybe they didn't have time to find a babysitter? Alma thought to herself. It did make sense, as they did have a few families, who recently had a baby, including two, who had twins each...
But then again... why were they here so early? Why were the babies crying still? Why weren't their parents comforting them?
And why... was it so quiet? There was no thunder... no clattering... no rat squeaking, no wod knocking, or sand and salt falling...
It was dealt quiet. The only noise being the babies' crying.
"What is going on?" Alma, forgetting all about still being in her night clothes and that she just woke up, got out of her bed and left her room.
She walked past her children's rooms, taking time to knock and look inside, to find the triplets inside. But they all were empty. No a single sign of either of the triplets.
Alma's heart started to beat faster, as she walked thorugh the hall, before she was met with the Casita nursery door. She didn't know, why she came there, but her feet themselves dragged her to it. And, by the sounds of it, it was where the crying was coming from too. With another sigh, the matriarch pushed the door, preparing to any chaos that might be happening on the other side.
But, to her own surprise. It was fine. Just like it always was, when she would visit it.
"Huh..." She looked around, rasung an eyebrow. "That's... weird..." but it still didn't explain anything.
Where were her children? What was going on? And where are those crying babies? She swore, when she got her hands on that ignorant parents, she'd tell them-!
And then, she saw a movement on one of beds. Alma raised her eyebrow, making her way across the room to it, where her eyes widened.
On bed, there were three tiny wailing babies, probably just a few months old, identical similar white outfits.
But what happened was out of her control, as she fell on her knees, gently taking all three of the small infants in her arms.
She finally understood, why she came here. She understood, why no parent was there to comfort these poor children. Because it was meant to be her. Because it was neutral to her. Because no parent would stand by, when their child was crying.
And it what happened to her, no expectation. They cried and she came. Like any other mother would her children.
Her children... her beautiful girls and sweet boy... somehow returned to this fragile, helpless point of life and waited for her to come for them.
"Oh, queridos míos" She whispered, holding her little ones to her chest. "I'm so sorry, I came so late..."
Julieta was the first one to stop crying, through her sniffles were still there, but she looked up onto her mother with a hopeful eyes. She hoped Alma knew what was happening. All while her siblings were still crying, Bruno burying his face into Alma's shoulder, looking for safety and comfort, and Pepa's cry seemed to only increase, nearly coming to scream from frustration or fear.
Alma didn't mind it too much through. It's been way far too long since she held all three of her children like this. And oh boy, she missed it! She let her maternal instincts take over, as she continued to rock herself, while rubbing her babies' heads and backs and humming familiar for them lullabies, hoping it would help them to settle down.
And eventually, it did, with all three of her babies sleeping soundly in her arms. Alma sighed out, but still not letting go. She just sat there, watching her precious little ones asleep on her chest. A light smile crossed her face, as she kissed their small heads.
"But don't worry, my little ones. It's going to be alright... Mamá will make sure of it~"
WOAHHHHH SO RAD 😮‍💨
I think this is so cool. Nice to see Alma not really liking the miracle⁉️ Listen, I’m not goona lie. I’m a sucker for those kind of aus. Where Alma lowkey don’t like the magic/miracle, and majorly prioritizes family over it. My favs 🚴‍♀️💨💨
ANYWAY YEAHHHHH, I like this. Alma not even seeing them turning into babies a bad thing. Like her main priority is calming them down and. I’m living for that, she is so real for that 🤕
I LOVE THEM 🗣️🗣️🗣️
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WELCOME TO MY SKETCHBOOK
Personal sketchbook blog for me to post mainly stuff for Rise of the Guardians and The Big Four. Tumblr exclusive do not repost on other sites. I don’t own the characters, this is just for fun and to log my ideas and doodles, I hope it brings joy. 🌻 🌻 💌
Quick links to my AUs, tags, comics and more.
Common AU Tags 🏷️
Pitch’s Baby Teeth - An AU were a pair of Tooth’s little fairies decided that Pitch is a better caretaker and choose to stay with him.
Comics: Origins , Spoiled Rotten , Custody Battle
The Big Four - Jack, Merida, Hiccup, and Rapunzel as friends, mostly in a modern setting.
Series: Fashion Passion, Modern AU, Ghost and Seer, MHA
Devious Overland - Jack couldn’t save Mary, now they are both trouble making spirits
Comics: Awakening , How , Mama , New look
Punk Siblings AU - Hiccup, Dagur, and Heather are adoptive siblings who are in a punk rock band. (They are bad with directions.)
Series: Guitars, Karaoke, Battle of the Bands (coming soon)
Overland Witch - Mary Overland becomes a witch and desperately tries to find her dead brother’s soul.
Comics: Origins , Search , Variable (WIP) , Trial (tba) , Hop scotch (tba)
Moon Scythe - Katherine with a scythe! What could go wrong?
Series: Chosen to Wield Gold , Animated Spin
Common Character Tags 🏷️
Rise of the Guardians/ Guardians of Childhood: Jack Frost, Toothiana, North, Bunnymund, Sandy, Pitch Black , Jamie, Sophie, Baby Tooth, Mary Overland, Katherine, Lady Pitchiner, Mother Nature, Nightlight, Ombric
How to Train Your Dragon: Astrid, Hiccup, Heather, Dagur, Thorston Twins, Viggo, Toothless
Other: Rapunzel, Flynn, Merida, Mavis, Anna/Elsa, Hiro Hamada
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Miscellaneous Tags 🏷️
Fandom Events: rotghalloween , rotghopeweek, Mermay, rotgbingo, bigfourfest, rotgsecretsanta
Fun Things: Activities, Memes, Mixtapes, Speedpaints, Videos
Platform related to this sketchbook: Spotify , YouTube
Last Edited: February 13, 2024
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