#the fricking portal au

[voidchillz]

I’m already savage from the llamagines this is gonna be a TRIP. 💕

#a collection of fables and romances #sans aus #the fricking portal au #man #get cozy we’re gonna be here for a while

[pianocat939]

Random idea, but imagine the yandere turtle ai’s, but m/c straight up has no clue who they are even talking to.

Like, Donnie finds out about the multiverse and tries to connect with other dimensions. Our dimension has a show version of them, so he easily connects with it. Imagine poor m/c, who really likes the show, just randomly coming into contact with some strangers one day. The turtles don’t mean to connect to poor m/c at first, but they get attached really quickly.

It is pretty much the self aware au, but the turtles speak to m/c through a chat system and m/c has no fricking clue it is the turtles talking to them.

M/c, texting: wow! Your user is of that character I like in ROTTMNT! Do you like that show too???

Random turtle, texting: uhhhhh, yes…?

Or, we have a scenario like this:

Donnie, texting: salutations, random individual. I have breached the multiverse and appear to have found myself in this chat with you. My name is Donatello, what is yours?

M/c, texting: wow, that is some good role play! How did you get so into character like that?

Donnie, texting: wha-

Also, m/c is royally screwed. The moment the turtles get attached, m/c can pack their bags and say goodbye. Because as soon as Donnie gets a portal going to breach into their dimension, the turtles will kidnap m/c on sight and drag them to their dimension. Poor m/c finally learned who those strangers online were.

Besides, m/c really likes them! They will live a perfectly happy life in their world with them. Except m/c isn’t ever allowed to leave.

Leo, texting: what would you do if you were to enter an alternate universe with your favorite characters?

M/c, texting: I honestly don’t know. Maybe try to talk and interact?

*portal opens, and Donnie steps out*

Donnie, with a big grin on his face: hey

M/c: holy-

Ooh! I must say I really do love the Sentient Bot Alt/AU ngl- I wouldn’t mind adding a bit more on that.

Anyway, I’ll just add a few scenarios and bits.

Tw: kidnapping(?)

Donnie was just trying to discover what talking through the multiverse was, as a scientific curiosity and nothing else.

But the first person he managed to stumble upon was- interesting to say the least. Within the first message he sent, they would reply that he talks an awful a lot like their favourite TV show- something about being ninja turtle, which isn’t entirely wrong.

He continues to talk to them, and they’re quite funny but also nice at times. Donnie would soon find himself tending to talk to them more rather than focusing on his inventions and research.

The way they talked to him with so much love and appreciation! Ugh, he couldn’t help it, it just felt so refreshing talk to someone so kind rather than his brothers’ habitual bullying-

So in secret- he changed their username to 🤍Dearest_Darling🤍. They were HIS darling, the one who loved him and comforted them! And he was going to indulge himself on their love.

Then as if he’ll broke over- his brothers found out about his messages with them. And they are not pleased to say the least.

What became his indulgence became a communist type sacrifice of sharing the love of this person from the multiverse. Instead of just Donnie, all 4 would now converse with them- and Donnie hated it.

Until one day, a message was sent to him from them.

🤍Dearest_Darling🤍: I wish I was talking to the real thing instead of an AI chatbot- it would be so much fun!

And at that moment Donnie realized that he did not seem to be a living entity to them- which saddened him. But no matter, he is willing to change it! So instead, he took the chance to bring them to his universe by constructing a portal that interrupting the usual flow of energy of the universe.

His brothers were excited too, but HE’S going to be the first one to get to interact with them.

…

Princess_Diana_3000: How would you feel if one of your favourite characters suddenly showed up right before you?

🤍Dearest_Darling🤍: That would be so cool! I would definitely talk to them for sure!

Donnie smiles, and then activates the portal- as soon as steps through he sees them, and he can’t help but stand there in shock for a second. Wow, they are real- they’re just as real as he is…

He usually isn’t one for touch, but in that moment he couldn’t help but hug them. His dearest darling was finally within his grasp! No more lonely days where he wishes he could do stuff with them, just a world of happiness.

Donnie: “Oh my! My darling, we are finally able to live a life of peace and love!”

MC: “Wha- huh? Tf?”

And then he drags you to his portal, and you find yourself at his lab, surrounded by his brothers.

Leo: “Oh my god, they’re so adorable, look at their little face~”

Mikey: “Hey do you wanna try the apple crumble I made? I told you I would let you try my cooking my divinity!”

Raph: “You NEED to see my plushie collection. Then we can snuggle!”

And then consider yourself never able to leave their dimension ever again as you are constantly cuddled with love.

#rottmnt #tmnt #yandere #yandere rottmnt #yandere x reader #rottmnt x reader #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #tmnt x reader #yandere tmnt #Tmnt 2018 #blurbs #sentient bot

[kal-culator]

Idk if you still doing the submas x sky stuff but uhhh— I'm quite curious, does the twin ever goes to Homespace? Y'know where we always be spawned everytime we enter the game? What's their opinion about the Homespace? The seven portals of the realms are there and all, Eden where the kiddos sacrifice themself daily are fricking there also. What are you/submas twin thoughts? :o

I know I haven't openly draw or talk about Submas and Sky here but honestly they're still resting in my brain. (Also mainly because I'm trying to subtly steer myself away from Pokémon around now because I get salty at myself and it's not really a good feeling)

Anyways! Brainrot below, let's answer some of these really wanted questions;

In my own personal Subway in the Sky au, Ingo fell into Homespace first while Emmet fell in Daylight Prairie. But both of them have been there! They visited the home space at a later date in their adventure through the small praying statue thing (?)

——

Ingo feels like Homespace, like it's name suggests, is the place with the most feeling of being a 'Home'. He knows that Sky Kids doesn't necessarily all live in the Homespace 24/7, but he finds that place to be more comforting and the calmest. A small, quiet, safe yet lively environment. Fitting of the name.

Emmet thinks while the place is quite small compared to literally everywhere else in the Kingdom, when he sees the kids calling it Home and seems content with it, he really doesn't have any personal opinion on the place. While yes he still look at them as children, some have developed quite a mature mentality. He doesn't need to scold them about their options in picking home.

——

Unfortunately about the portals, Ingo and Emmet can't see it open the very first time other than the portal to Isle! (Just like how a moth would) as they're forced to explore each of the realm individually, visit each elder, and gain access to the portal at home space.

When they later figure out how it works, they're fascinated about it! It's literally a fast travel system that the kids uses to explore the world! (They were questioning the mechanics of it but gave up considering that so far, everything that exists in the Kingdom doesn't seem to go according to the laws of science from their world).

——

Oh I've talked a lot about the Twins'opinions on Eden and I'll keep standing by this opinion; their mix of feelings are swirling around anger, pity, confusion.

They're angry because why would these kids be attracted to something so dangerous to the point that many would confess it's their true purpose and calling? Even if God exist in that world, what kind of God would let children experience such things, repetitively?

They pity the children because no matter how many times they try to explain about the danger of death and how unhealthy the mindscape that they'll be fine even if they just got hit by a red rock, the children would just tilt their head in confusion and told them that they're, in fact, okay and have been doing so for dozens of times now. (He noticed some children actually agree with what he said, but they really aren't that much different. Still thinking that death is nothing to be worried about and pain is nothing big for them)

And the confusion is mainly because.. Well.. Why? Why would these kids have this weird calling that wherever they go, whenever they ask for directions from the bottom of their heart, it'll always lead to a place with such danger and smell of death? What happened to the fallen Kingdom, ruins left by their ancestors and the lack of living being but the presence of ghosts?

Anyways thank u for coming to my pep talk. I hope this answers most of the questions you have uwu

#havent write this long for a while #prince does ask #anonymous #sky cotl #sky children of the light #subway in the sky au #submas

[instaquarius]

For Full Res

Retconning this

Or rather who MagiChara's partner is, and I've decided instead of Riolu, it's gonna be Volo (Togepi or Volopi) for the "Mystery Dungeon" AU version of PTA.

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Also meet MagiCHARA cuz 1) I honestly feel like Chara would totally become a Magikarp cuz the whole LV20 motif with Chara, like in Genocide when Chara becomes LV20 by taking the players LV, EXP (since Chara is the narrator and she more or less confirms it at the end of genocide that Frisk basically uses her stats) and at LV20 Chara is strong enough to literally yeet the entire game into the void/world/timeline And even ignore TRUE RESETs (since she still remembers your Genocide run and prevents the Player from ever getting the happy pacifist ending and makes the player think she kills everyone on the Surface anyways to show the Player/Frisk that you aren't above consequences and stuff)

And Gyarados according to the pokedex can annihilate entire fucking cities with a single Hyper Beam or something???? (and can also be very very angry, which reminds me of Chara too when you finally meet the first fallen human in Undertale during the Genocide run like she's EXTREMELY pissed at the player for probably killing off all the monsters she loved/died for to save and stuff- *WHich also happens at Level 20 if you let Magikarp evolve into a Gyarados)

2) Also cuz of Chara's self-hatred/hatred for humans + possible abuse makes her feel as if she's worthless/useless/etc. which kinda also fits Magikarp cuz it is also useless until like, level 15 where it finally learns tackle and stuff and idk- I just feel like Magikarp totally fits tbh lol *And maybe I also like the idea Arceus is trolling his daughter and turned her into a Magikarp since she hated being a human so much/hates humanity in general* idk-

(If anyone wonders why I turned Chara into a Magikarp) //Also I know Magikarp is not one of the Starters you can choose to become or whatever in the PMD Universe but frick you okay- Magikarp SHOULD be one for those psycho people like me who likes making games 10 million times harder for no goddamn reason and Magikarp is adorable so REEEEEEEEEEEEEEE- XD// ------

For PokeTale: Ascendance

An AU based off of an RP between me and a friend of mine from my discord server discord.gg/pQf9ZsdF6E where the Creation Trio as babies (a time they all cant really fully control their powers and junk) accidentally create a portal into the Undertale Universe and meet Chara and basically Arceus finds Chara and adopts her after finding out about her shitty human parents and Chara ends up helping Arceus raise the babies and basically lives in the Pokemon Universe now

((And Also yes. Up until the Dialga Boss fight, MagiChara was mostly just there as Moral Support and to be annoying/narrate for Volopi sometimes. And also used as occassionally a weapon to be yeeted at Enemies for being annoying and a bew lmao)) 

*And Ive still yet to decide how the hell Chara's DETERMINATION works as a Magikarp but anyways- 

#volo #volo togepi #volo is a togepi #volopi #chara #chara magikarp #chara is a magikarp #magichara #no i am not sorry for the naming puns #pokemon #pokemon mystery dungeon #reference #poketale ascendance #chara dreemurr #volo pokemon

[sofreddie]

Fricking Free

Summary: After a close call, Dean decides it's time to settle down into a normal life.

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam x Eileen, Miracle (the beautiful floofy pupperz)

Warnings: 15x20 AU, Injury to Dean (but no death), Angst, Fluff, Pregnancy

Word Count: 2,239

A/N: A part 3 or epilogue of sorts to the Dog-Gone Witches and Pesky Portals mini-series. I combined them into one list since it's all connected.

Sam hissed as he pulled Dean's body off the pole of rebar that had impaled him, gently laying him on the floor of the barn. The wound was really bad. The rebar narrowly missed his spine and heart, but he was sure it broke through at least one rib and punctured his lung.

He knew he'd have to get his brother to a hospital immediately if he had any chance of saving him. With his last bit of strength, he hoisted Dean into his arms and hurried to the Impala.

Laying Dean across the backseat, Sam rummaged in his pocket for the keys before shutting the door on his brother and hopping in the driver's seat.

Dust kicked up as he sped off towards the nearest hospital. He kept glancing in the rearview mirror to keep an eye on Dean. He looked like he was passing out.

Other than subconsciously praying that his brother would be alright, only one other thought rang through his mind.

Y/N was going to kick both their asses.

Y/N parked the antique truck in the large parking lot of the hospital. Sam called her as soon as he got Dean to the hospital. She immediately took off to meet them, several hours away.

Sam shot up from the waiting seats in the hall outside Dean's room as soon as he saw her enter. He stood and waited for the yelling, but she rushed to him and crashed into his chest, wrapping her arms tightly around him. He was surprised, but grateful, as he understood her fear.

"He's in here," Sam said as he pulled from the hug and led her into the room. She walked through the door and her eyes landed on Dean in the bed. He was covered in bruises and bandages and so many things.

Her breath caught in her throat and she choked back a sob.

"Hey," Dean croaked with a small smile.

"You could've died," she blurted out in a whisper. She took several steps closer to him, speaking louder not but not quite yelling, "You almost died."

"I know," Dean rasped, "But I'm okay-"

She raised a hand to silence him, "I did not travel across the universe for you to turn around and die on a hunt Dean Winchester," she chastised, "You saved the world countless times. You've replaced God. You're frickin' free!" she huffed, "So be free Dean, with me. please," she begged, carefully taking one of his hands in her, tears streaming down her face.

"I can't handle seeing you like this. I can't handle not knowing if you're coming back. Please, please," she sobbed, dropping her head to his chest and holding him as carefully as she could.

Dean carefully draped an arm over her back, holding her to him as she cried. It broke his heart to see her like this. She didn't know, but Sam had had a similar conversation with him when he woke up.

He glanced at Sam then over Y/N's shoulder. His brother gave him an 'I told you so' look and Dean minutely nodded, looking back at Y/N.

"Okay," he said, brushing her hair back and looking into her eyes, "You're right."

He may never feel like he could completely quit hunting. But he trusted them and they both said he should. So he'd try. She was right. She was here, with him. After he had missed her so much.

It would be dumb to throw that all away. He almost died on that hunt. He swore to himself to never do that to her again.

Sam drove Dean and the Impala back to the Bunker, Y/N following behind in the truck. She was angry, hurt, scared. Sam hoped the drive back might give her time to calm down.

Dean was certain she didn't believe him and was gonna leave him. They all do eventually.

When they finally parked in the Bunker's garage, Dean was surprised to see Y/N there, helping him out of the car and offering to help him to their room.

Sam followed behind with their bags, ready to help if Dean seemed to falter. But he and Y/N seemed to make it to their room just fine. Sam set their things inside and helped Y/N get Dean settled onto the bed.

He still had a long way to go to heal. They were back to doing things old school. Just another reason not to take so many risks. This hunt made Sam realize that any day could be the last now. For real.

It was sobering. It made him want to seek out all the things he couldn't before because of the life, because of Chuck. He wanted that for Dean too.

Y/N sat on the bed next to Dean, taking his hand and Sam smiled.

"I'll just leave you two to it," Sam said, going for the door.

"Hey Sam," Y/N said, turning to look at him, "Thank you for your help, and for keeping him alive."

Sam grinned and nodded, "Always."

Y/N smiled then turned back to Dean once the door was closed, "You're gonna be laid up for a while," she sighed.

Dean swallowed hard, "Are you gonna leave?" he asked in such a small voice it surprised her, "Are you gonna go back home?"

She stared at him as if he'd grown a second head, "I am home," she responded, "I'm not going anywhere, Dean. But I am not above nagging and a little shoving and smacking if you put me through this again. I'd kick your ass now but looks like someone else did me the favor."

Dean laughed, taking in her playful smile. She called this home. She was staying.

"Now, do you want food or do you want to get comfy and watch some mind-numbing entertainment?"

"Pizza and Netflix in bed with you sounds fucking perfect," Dean groaned, letting his head drop back against the headboard with a lazy grin.

"On it, Babe," she responded, pecking his lips. Dean drew her back to him, reigniting the chaste kiss and deepening it. She pulled from the kiss and giggled, "Oh, no stud. You're out of commission for the time being," she patted his chest and he groaned once more, before taking off to set up for their relaxing evening.

Dean actually enjoyed the break he got while healing. Spending time with Y/N was just like back at her farmhouse. Except he was practically an invalid for weeks, Sam and Y/N having to help him with everything.

Now that he was healed, he was restless. He promised he wouldn't hunt, and he knew Y/N was still wary that he could or would even keep that promise. But he was determined.

Instead, he started picking up odd jobs around town: handyman, car repair, lawn maintenance. Whatever people needed, Dean offered a hand and started making a decent amount of money.

That's when the idea struck him.

If he could make and save enough money, maybe he could find a small home in the area. Maybe even a little farmhouse on the outskirts of town. Y/N would love that.

Suddenly, the apple pie life seemed attainable, tangible. So he turned to Sam for help with his plan. Sam was completely on board and started making all sorts of suggestions on how they could make the money: side jobs, part-time gigs, hustling, and selling a few non-dangerous artifacts from the Bunker.

Sam was certain they could make enough for Dean and Y/N, and for him and Eileen. Dean was over-the-moon when Sam told him he and Eileen wanted a home and to start a life.

Everything finally seemed to be falling into place.

Dean found Y/N in their room, folding and putting away laundry. He smiled at her, always loving the small moments of domesticity. They were new and refreshing and he didn't want to take any of it for granted.

"Hey, Babe," Dean caught her attention. coming up behind her and grabbing her by the waist as he placed a kiss on her cheek, "Can we talk for a minute?"

Y/N stopped what she was doing, turning to Dean with trepidation. She knew Dean wasn't a big talker. She nodded, giving him her full attention. He sat her on the edge of the bed and joined her.

"I've been doing a lot of thinking since that last hunt. You're right. It's time I left the life behind. It's time I focused on our future."

"Dean-" she interrupted, feeling incredibly guilty, "I'm sorry I said what I said. I know you hunt. I know that-"

He raised a hand silencing her, "I want to. I want a life with you."

She smiled brightly, leaning in and kissing him deeply with relief. Maybe they could have a simple, domestic, safe life.

"Rise and shine, Sweet Thing," Dean said as he swiftly pulled back the covers, revealing Y/N. She groaned as she wiped her mess of hair from her face to glare at him with barely open eyes.

Dean chuckled and pecked her lips before handing her a mug of coffee and sitting beside her on the bed.

"Why are you so chiper so early?" she groaned, "I thought that was Sam's thing."

He laughed again, "Well, I'm in a good mood and I'm really excited."

She raised a curious brow at him, taking a hefty gulp of her coffee to help her mind, "What's going on?"

"Get up and you'll see," Dean said, getting up from the bed and beginning to go through the closet and dresser, pulling out clothes for her. She decided arguing with this crazy person wouldn't get her anywhere, so she just went along with it.

Whatever it was, at least it made him smile so brightly. That tugged on her heart strings a bit.

She took turns getting dressed and gulping her coffee, trying to move as swiftly as her body would allow. Dean was practically vibrating in place, like a kid ready to go to Disneyland.

An hour later and she understood why.

Dean stopped the car at the end of the long driveway - practically a private road - to the charming yet dilapidated farmhouse in front of her. She climbed out of the car, her eyes taking in the property around her.

It reminded her of her own farmhouse in a way. Or it would if it wasn't so rundown and overgrown. That didn't deter her though. She wouldn't shy from a fixer-upper. Hell, her home was one too.

"I bought it," Dean said, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her middle. He rested his chin on her shoulder as they both looked over the house and property.

There was plenty of land. She could already pick out a few good spots for a garden. The property was surrounded by woods too, so there was a sense of privacy and quiet.

"I figured we could fix it up together," He said as he took her by the hand and led her inside, showing her around and telling her all the ideas he had for the place. Her face hurt she was smiling so hard so long, "Sam said he'd come by and help too."

"He's not coming with us?" she asked, wondering why Dean would leave his brother behind.

"He bought a house too," he grinned, "For him and Eileen. It's in town."

"Wow," she huffed a laugh, "So you really were serious. About leaving it behind? Building a life with me?"

"Yes. We can be happy here."

She looked around once more before settling on him again and smiling brightly, "I think we can," she agreed.

Y/N groaned as she placed the bowl on the floor, petting Miracle on the head with a smile. She stood up straight, a hand on her lower back for support, the other on her large belly.

She perked up, hearing a car pull up the drive outside. She opened the front door and went down on the porch, smiling in greeting at Sam and Eileen as they exited the car.

Sam reached her first, giving her a hug and kiss on the cheek. He rubbed a hand over her belly in greeting to the baby, before stepping aside for the women to hug and coo. They laughed, barely able to hug each other as their matching protruding bellies got in the way.

"Dean in the garage?" Sam asked and Y/N nodded with a roll of her eyes.

"Is he ever anywhere else?" she joked. She ushered Eileen inside, Miracle happily greeting them both.

Sam made his way to the garage. It was a large barn previously, but he and Dean had converted it. Sam smiled at the sign above the entrance: Family Business Auto Repair & Restorations.

With Baby and a few cars from the Men of Letters Bunker, Dean was able to showcase his skills locally - and eventually regionally - which allowed him to really take off with cars professionally. He always thought about it, but never thought it could be a reality.

After a quick hug and greeting, the brothers made their way back to the house. The four of them tried to have dinner together at least once a week.

The brothers stopped in the trek, spying the women sat on the porch chairs, sipping at lemonade. A pitcher and additional glasses sat waiting. Dean smiled at his brother.

"Living the dream."

Forevers:

@sis-tafics

@lyarr24

@calaofnoldor

@hobby27

@spnbaby-67

Dean Winchester:

@akshi8278

@jerkbitchidjitassbutt

#fricking free #dean winchester #dean x reader #sam x eileen #15x20 au #15x20 fix it #dog-gone witches #pesky portals

[cozylittleartblog]

more wheets! in which my favorite part is the part where this isn’t a comic, but with the one unrelated doodle in the corner makes it look like it is and he just Greeted a machine and it burst into flames.

which is a very Wheatley thing to happen, i think

#portal #portal 2 #wheatley #art #fanart #robots #android au #doodles #valve #i got Nice Words about my last wheet... and im big into valve lately... AND i still cant find my IRL WHEET >8( #so all that has motivated me to draw more wheet #Enjoy Wheet! #im gonna yell when i find my IRL wheet like where the FRICK is my emotional support orb. where did i put him. #I SHOULD HAVE TAKEN HIM WITH ME BETWEEN HOUSES... I SHOULD NOT HAVE PACKED HIM.... #NOW HE IS LOST SOMEWHERE IN THE STORAGE SHED........... #MY PRECIOUS ORB BOY........ M I S S I N G . .......... ; - ; #WHERE!! IS!! MY!! GOT!! DAM!! O R B!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lordofhunger47]

Is Mabel responsible for Weirdmaggedon?

Yes and No:

I mean, yes, its' true that Mabel isn't the only one to blame for causing Weirdmaggedon, that would go to Bill, who created it, Ford for creating the portal (being manipulated and lied to) and Stan for opening it ignoring Ford's warnings. I can't blame Dipper tho because he was just doing what his grunkle was telling him to do and, let's be honest, after Mabel was willing to give the journal to Bill knowing fully well that her brother's life was at stake, and the fact that Mabel had trusted Stan over Dipper, Dipper really had good valid reasons to trust Ford's word and follow.

But on the other hand, we can't deny that Mabel played a big part in it: is she alone to blame and the most to blame? No, of course not, but she had a big part in it. And these are the major problems:

* What she does to cause Weirdmaggedon is bad enough on it's own. Yes, you can claim that:

1. She doesn't know about the rift...except Blendin tells her clearly it belongs to Ford and Mabel states that she's looking through Dipper's bag, a bag she claimed she had prepared for a "mission to saving the world or whatever", meaning that she KNEW the rift belonged to her grunkle and brother and that it was important to the mission they had just gotten to.

2. She doesn't know it's Bill, true, but the point is, she knows it's Blendin, you know, the guy that tried to kill her twice just a couple of weeks ago, like, I think those are facts big enough to NOT to trust him right away.

3. She doesn't know that she's causing Weirdmaggedon...but she KNOWS she's trapping the entire town against their will in an endless time bubble so that she gets her summer last forever.

* After she causes Weirdmaggedon, she doesn't show remorse or guilt over what she did, and she doesn't try to stop it, in fact she knows what's happening, that her family and friends are in danger due to the situation she helped to create. And what does she do? She replaces her brother with a fricking walking insult towards him because apparently, he's not "supportive enough" for once taking something he wanted for himself, and guilts and threats him with a trial where, if he doesn't convince her to come back (aka giving up the apprenticeship, which is what upset her in the first place), she will kick him out in the apocalypse where he'll probably die, and only agrees once he promises to give it up for her.

* She never pays consequences or growth after what she did: Ford got tortured for days by being electroshocked, Stan sacrificed himself and Dipper suffered by surviving on his own in the apocalypse for 3 days straight trying to get his sister back. Mabel meanwhile had a blast in her bubble, replaced her twin and called it a day. And even after that, Mabel NEVER gets called out for causing Weirdmaggedon, and very less exposed, unlike Ford who Stan decides to play the blame game with, and Bill never reveals what Mabel had caused. In fact, she gets away with it.

Is Mabel 100% to blame for Weirdmaggedon? No, in fact, for me the problem isn't that she caused Weirdmaggedon, is that, after what she accidentally caused through clear bad actions, she absolutely didn't care about it and did nothing to solve it until she got what she wanted. THAT is what makes her responsible for it. You're not to blame for being lied and tricked, but if once you do reallize what you did wrong you shrug it off and you don't care, then THAT makes you to blame for ignoring your responsabilities. And yes, I know Mabel is 12...but so is Dipper, yet the show doesn't hesitate to force him to be more mature than his two grunkles combined, but Mabel gets spared for being the funny immature one, when both of them are co-protagonists.

Hence why I like CodyLabs's and Milky Boy Blue's works because it neither cuddles her up with a repeative lesson like Lost Legends or give her a curse luck to make needless edgyness like a CERTAIN AU, instead she is treated the same way other characters are without any special treatment.

#gravity falls #mabel land #mabel pines #critical role #critique #show critical #criticism #criticizes #double standards #lost legends #gravity falls fanfiction #fanfic #fanfiction #weirdmaggedon #who is responsible for weirdmaggedon?

[develation]

I love your Quasar Ink and I have a couple questions about him and Nightmare! Specifically, why does Nightmare chase him down, and how does Night's parasite feel about Ink? (Also since it's so usually portrayed as hostile, how does Ink feel about it since he's so skittish and fearful?)

So when Nightmare and Ink first ran into each other, parasites can sense each other's presence That's how Nightmare is tracking Dream, by his parasite. So they ran up on Ink not knowing it was in fact, not Dream.

So there both staring at each other, both knowing each one of them has a parasite.

Ink dips because frick that, he doesn't want to risk that. Nightmare obviously wants to talk to him because one- its the first person he's found that's like him (besides Dream) and two- omg he is making a portal, he can travel through realities, hey wAIT NO DON'T GO I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING I NEED hELp!

So that's how that happened.

Nightmare's parasite likes Ink, thinks he's small and pretty. Like a mini version of the night sky.

Ink is a first kinda terrified by when Nightmare gets a chance to explain his situation he just ends up feeling extremely bad for the both of them. Ink lives in the woods of different aus, he's seen wolves and bears hunt, he knows the basic "just because it has sharp teeth doesn't mean it's evil". After there's a brief exchange of "you're not gonna eat me right?" "What? No!" "-NO. DO NOT WANT TO.-" Then they good.

Plus Ink really wants to help Night find his bro. Ink's been alone for basically his entire life, it's nice to have someone around. Even if he's still a little skittish when he forgets their there xD

#ask #calcium cat #two face!au #two-face!au

[diofasolia]

{Always}

{Shattered! Dream x Reader}

Shattered! Dream by @shattereddreamsau

Writings by me

Today (8/7) is Shattered! Dream's birthday and I decided to post a writing I did last year—which is also the reason why I eventually join in the tumblr

Because back when I wrote this story, I found Dark Cream comic, which made by amazing @zu-is-here

Her creations give me the inspiration for the writing

The story is long (it has like 2000 words in it) and may be a bit cheesy, but I'll be happy to know if you read the whole thing (◡ ω ◡)

******

Before the story start, I want to ask you a question.

   Do you believe that the worst person can change?

   Oh! How awkward, sorry, I ask the wrong question.

   What I meant to ask is—

   Do you believe that the best person, the kindest person in the world can change?

   Maybe…all it needs is a tiny push?

   The harsh whipping hits in my abdomen again. I kneel on the ground, thinking how deep the scar might be from that blow.

   "What're you doing!? Look at your king when I'm talking to you! Such a piece of useless trash!!"

   "I apologized, My Lord."

   Raising my bruised neck, I gaze at the former guardian of positivity. Those eyes that used to hold the tenderness, now only fill up with hatred.

   "Where're those fricking basters!? I told you to track down my brother and other Sanses!"

   "I'm sorry, My Lord. They escaped. I can't find where their location is–"

   Not even waiting for my sentence finished, another powerful punch land on my face. I watch as a tooth fall out of my mouth. Blood dripping down my chin.

   "Worthless! Can't even do a little task like that!"

   Multiple kicks and insults throw at me. The numb feeling slowly occurs in my torso as I curling up into a ball.

   Closing my eyes, the memories from the past arises in my mind, bringing me back to the day that I seal my fate.

   "Dream? Earth to Dream!"

   "(Y/N)? What's wrong, love?"

   "What's wrong? I've called your name for five times! But you didn't answer to me."

   Dream scratches the back of his skull, looking a bit embarrassed.

   "Is that so? I'm sorry, (Y/N)! It won't happen again, I swear!"

   I cuddle Dream close, letting out a giggle.

   "It's fine! I don't really mind it. But Dream, you tend to space out recently. Is there something on your mind? You can tell me everything, you know that, right?"

   Giving me a kiss on the cheek, Dream smiles gently. He assures me that there's nothing to worry about. It’s just the task of guardian makes him a little exhausted.

   "Well, if that's the case, go on and get some rest! I will inform you if something was up."

   "Okay! Thanks, (Y/N), I'm glad I have you by my side."

   "Me too, my dreams and hopes."

   It's been quiet in Dream's room. He must be very tired. I knock on his bedroom door, telling him to wake up.

   "Dream, I know you're tired. But you still need to eat."

   "Dream? Are you awake yet?"

   There's no answer.

   Guess I’ll have to get into his room.

   Yet no one is there, only an opening portal hanging in the air.

   A portal leads to Dream's corrupted universe.

   "I'll show you, brother. I know what you're feeling…I know what you're going through…"

   "No! Dream, stop!! You don't know what you're doing!!"

    Two vague voices shouting in the distance. I begin to run like my life is in danger.

    What the heck is going on here?

    What is this dreadful feeling?!

   I'm too slow.

    The half bitten black apple lay on the ground. I watch in horror as the small tendrils creeping out Dream's eye sockets. His painful screech rings in my ears.

   "Dream!!!"

    I reach out to him, hoping that I can comfort Dream in my arms. The positive energy…they gotta do something, right?

   "What…? Nightmare! Let go of me!! I need to…to get Dream!!"

   "No! You can't get near him now, (Y/N)! You'll…you'll get hurt!"

    I thrash in Nightmare's hold, screaming at the top of my lungs.

   "Dream!! No! Dream!!!"

   "What's wrong, love?"

   My teary eyes stare up, it's…Dream's voice.

   But it sends an unknown coldness down my spine.

   "Ahh, you're crying! Good, keep doing that."

   A sadistic grin spreads on Dream's face.

   "I love it."

   Nightmare is already sobbing, begging for his beloved brother to come back. I walk step by step to Dream, putting on the best smile I can muster.

   "My love…Dream…please, come back to me…! I love you. I know you're strong enough to resist those negative feelings…"

   Dream cackles loudly. The tentacles wrap tightly around my neck, pulling me closer to him.

   "Go back? To my weak self? (Y/N), when did you become stupid? Why would I do that?"

   "I've already past the point of no return."

   A bucket of freezing water splashes on me. I must have passed out during the abusing session.

   "Wake up."

   "Get clean up, we're leaving."

   I pick up my sore body, stumbling across the lonely hall that me and Dream live in. There's no one here except the two of us.

   "Make a choice, (Y/N). Will you join me? Or will you prefer to disobey me like my coward brother?"

   "I'll go with you."

   I want to weep, yet I can’t even shed a single tear. I shouldn't be upset. After all, it's me who decided to follow my corrupted lover.

   Filling up the bathtub, I submerge myself in the steamy water.

   "Why, (Y/N)!? Why are you side with him!? Open your eyes! Dream doesn't love you anymore. He's just using you!"

    "It doesn't matter, Nightmare."

   "Great job, (Y/N)! You make this AU full of despair and miseries! I always know you're my favorite soldier!"

   "It's my pleasure to serve you, my lord."

   I scrub my blood-stained skin, the wounds sting because of the soapy water. Some of the old gash reopened, making me yell in frustration.

   "We can save Dream! Don't lose any hope, (Y/N)!"

   "How? There are barely things we can do. It's over, Nightmare. Look at yourself! You transfer back because Dream shattered! How are you gonna turn him back? By let someone else eats a black apple again?!"

   The white dirty bandages wrap around my mess up torso. Why am I even bother treating my injures? They sure are going to reopen soon anyway.

   "No matter what you say to me, I won't change the path I've chosen, Nightmare."

   "I've already gone far enough."

   "I don't understand…he's hurting you, (Y/N). Are you still…in love with my brother?"

   I hate it so much.

   The smell won't disappear no matter how many times I wash it over and over.

   I hate it.

   My hair smells like those disgusting goop on Dream.

   Why can't I get rid of this sickening stink!?!

   Throwing the bottles at random direction, I tug my hair till I scream out.

   "What's with all that noises in there!? You better finish your business soon, I'm losing my patience!"

   I hate it.

   "I deeply apologize for making you wait for such a long time, my lord."

   I wish I can understand your pain sooner.

   "Whatever, time to leave."

   I'm sorry I couldn't save you.

   "My lord, where are we going, may I ask?"

   Dream's left eye glows in excitement.

   "I find out where those sneaky scums are hiding."

   With a wave of hand, Dream opens the portal leads to an unknown empty place.

   No one is left out.

   Nightmare, Ink, Blue, everyone's here.

   "And I'm going to give them a pleasant encounter."

   But today is a little different.

   Then all hell breaks out.

   Nightmare's starting to transform. The dark gooey substance covering up his body gradually.

   The same routine as usual. Nightmare pleads Dream to stop his actions while the former guardian of positivity just laugh it off, a bit talks here and there.

   "Miss me, dear brother?"

    The crazy laughter of Dream rings in the air.

   "Yes! Finally, things are getting interesting!"

   While Dream focusing on battling with Nightmare, I have to handle the two other skeletons.

   "I know deep down you don't want to fight us, (Y/N)! Let's just drop our weapons, okay?"

   Ink creates a bunch of arrows, ready to launch them at Dream. I block his charge immediately, slashing Ink's arm with my sword.

   My silence is always my only answer.

   "No one's going to get near Dream."

   I continue to attack Blue. We've already been through this conversation many times.

   "How…how's this possible?!"

   Dream can only defense himself from Nightmare as the latter one keeps on firing attacks. It looks like Nightmare gets more advantage of the battle.

   "Seems like you can't control your tentacles very well yet, little bro."

    Nightmare mocks, resulting Dream to lose his temper. He strikes at Nightmare blindly, only to receive a powerful blow in the guts.

   "Dream!!"

   I rush to Dream, who’s looking more exhausted than usual. From the way how he’s panting heavily, I know he's already losing too much strength to fight.

   "Get away from me! I don't need your help!!"

   The attack is sloppy but I didn't dodge it. Dream can beat me all he wants after I get him to safety.

   Even if it means I can possibly die.

   "My lord, I apologize, but we have to move to another universe again."

   Dream growls at me.

   "It's you who are dragging me down!!"

   They're still following us.

   I'm whacking to the ground in a flash. A heavy boot stamps on my ribs harshly.

   The nasty cracking sound and my piercing shirek fills in the air.

   "You're no longer useful to me."

    I watch as Dream disappears in a portal. He doesn't even spare a glance at me. Leaving me bleeding and slowly dying on the ground.

   "I've told you."

    Nightmare's lurking shadow towers above me.

   "Oh no, Ink! We must save (Y/N)! She's…!"

     Ink put a hand on Blue's shoulder, shaking his head solemnly.

   "We can't, Blue. Remember, our priority is to capture Dream."

   "Please, Night…"

     I find myself pleading to Nightmare.

   "Don't…kill Dream…"

   "You and I both know that's an empty promise, (Y/N)."

   Three skeletons begins to move towards the portal that opens by Ink. Before they leave, Nightmare whispers in a quiet voice but loud enough for me to catch.

   "…he's in Dreamtale."

   How much will you sacrifice for protecting your fallen love?

   "You really are dumb. You know that?"

   "Or you're just enjoy me breaking you apart bit by bit?"

   "Don't you scare of your own nightmares?"

   "I deserve it."

   "I'm already living with it."

   "You will always be my fading dreams."

   "It's my own redemption."

   "Surrender now, Dream. Then we can put an end to this whole mess."

   My time is running out.

    "Heh, I thought you know me well, dear brother. You should get the answer by yourself now."

   "…goodbye, my poor little brother.

   I pray to you, God. Let me see him one last time.

   I can't save him the last time.

    It's always a miracle how accurate the portal can lead to.

   "(Y…Y/N)?"

   This time, I'm going to save Dream.

   There's no pain anymore.

   "…at least…you……say my…name……one…last……time…"

   Crimson blood drips down my penetrated torso. I think I see Dream's crying. But that might be just my own tears.

   Forgive me, Dream.

   My collapsing body falls forward, landing on the soft grass surface before me.

(3rd pov)

   "Nightmare, I need your assistance."

   "I thought we're enemies now."

    "There's a method I want to try. It might succeed to bring Dream back."

   "Well, I'm here to listen."

   "She's just a tool."

   "Nothing else."

    "Because I know him well. The extreme emotion is the only possible way to get things right again."

   Dream mutters to himself like a broken recorder. Staring the wrecking body of yours, his non-existent heart begins to hurt.

    "I refuse! That's too dangerous! You surely will be dead in this terrible plan! Besides, how can you so sure he'll behave like you predict!?"

    "It's worth it. I'm doing this for the whole alternate universes, and him."

    "But…you…"

    "Wake up! I demand you to wake up now! (Y/N)!!"

    "It's not…worth for your own life."

    "Don't pity me. Pity for the one who can't help himself in his own nightmare."

    "Wake up."

   "Don't leave me…alone, (Y/N)…please…my love…"

   Ahh, it must be the time when he transfers into this horrible creature.

   Nightmare, who’s now in his uncorrupted form, widening his eyes.

   "…congratulations, (Y/N). Your suicidal plan…works."

   Dream doesn't recall when’s the last time he breaks down.

    No one dare to speak a word, except Dream drowning in his own pitiful cries.

     "Always."

     "I don't understand…he's hurting you, (Y/N). Are you still…in love with my brother?"

   You look at Nightmare with a smile, replying to him like it's the only correct answer in your mind.

#my writings #solia's writing #shattered dream #shattered!dream #dream #shattered dream × reader #sans x reader #sans x y/n #ink #blue(underswap sans) #nightmare #fanfic #I think Shattered is kind of a special character me #hope you guys enjoy the reading uwu #tw violence #tw angst #tw death #tw a bit abuse mention

[flowerquib]

The urge to make my sad enderdragon!tubbo au come to life-

Frick it I'm just going to go and explain it

Basically it's set after Ranboo's death but also explaining the backstory behind tubbo's dragoness powers or whatever

Backstory: Tubbo is born as a guardian of the end like how (in this au) karl is born as the guardian of time. Both become the guardians at a certain age but as a drawback they start to slowly forget things.

Back to present

After Ranboo's death tubbo is severely upset. Thinking that he's alone and there's just no one really left, he just leaves to the end. He doesn't confine in ghostbo because...he's not really HIS husband. He just disappears from the overworld and the nether. People think he's dead cause he's just no where and dream will of course not say anything.

(The reason why the end was off limits was because dream was waiting for the guardian, tubbo, to get back to the end.)

Tubbo makes it to the end. He starts get more dragon features, specifically his wings. He usually spends most of his time talking to the enderman and lounging around. He slowly starts to forget people, forget what their personalities are. For example, he doesn't really remember Wilbur, but he knows wilbur made tubbo feel bad. The people who mostly remembers at that point is tommy, Michael, and ranboo.

He starts getting powers. He can breathe and summon fire. He can regenerate health using end Crystals he once used in the overworld. And hey! A cool looking scythe!

Everything's fine. Sure he can't really remember a lot from the overworld anymore but atleast he feels content here at the end.

Until someone opens an end portal.

That day tubbo was just chilling, he was lounging on one of the towers when he felt people entering his land.

He looked down to see them. The one with black and white hair seems awfully familiar.

Well no matter. He still has to fight them to protect his land. His home.

(Personally I think sbi plus a revived ranboo would go to the end, later on more people such as dream will go to the end)

It's been around two years since tubbo's disappearance and it's been a year since ranboo was revived. After dream lifted up the ban on the end Sbi and ranboo decided to venture to it. See if they can beat the enderdragon.

They didn't think the enderdragon was a certain brunette that went missing a while back. It doesn't seem like tubbo remembers them.

The pleads to reason with the dragon are deafened due to the amount of fire roaring around them.

And the pleads certainly didn't stop the dragon from killing them.

Sbi and ranboo thought they were dead, gone, some of them back in limbo. After all some of them only had one life.

So how is it they respawned back in their beds?

Thing's to note for this au:

-when you die in the end, you can respawn back in the overworld without losing an actual life.

-tubbo still only has one life in the end.

-tubbo mainly speaks in ender. He has no need for english in the end. He can still understand english though.

- tubbo got to the end by a faraway end portal.

-the end portal sbi and ranboo used was the one in the Syndicate

Um if anyone has questions let me know cause I will and want to answer them

I might draw fanart later. Also I need to come up with an AU name for it.

#tubbo #dream smp #roleplay #ranboo #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #dreamwastaken #philza #technoblade #sleepy bois inc

[gazmembranerp]

Annoyed Arrival

A teenage girl with purple hair fell through a portal playing a game. She sighed shifting to land. As soon as she had she glared at the surronding area

"Dib I swear if this is because of you and your dumb boyfriend again..."

//open rp

@moth-steven @suicidal-steven @lkcatss @bright-steven @izuku-midoriya-rp @marie-taylor-mha @itsthecupbros @corvid-steven @monikax3 @purple-steven @flowey-and-steven @hi-im-grillby @bartender-steeb @boba-bae-cafe-su-au @fricking-sans-undertale @anyone else

[astridintwstmchybridau]

Twst MC Hybrid AU: Astrid the Shulk.

(Last Updated: 05/26/21)

"I'm being too quiet? Ah, I've never had a group of people stick with me before, so excuse me. I'll try my best to loosen up– Ha... HACHOO! Oh frick, I did it again! RUN!!"

BASIC INFORMATION

Name: Astrid Lancaster

Age: 16 y/o, but due to The End having no sun, day and night didn't exist there. Therefore, Astrid has no idea about her age.

Gender: Female

Date of Birth: December 25th

Status: Alive

Hometown: The End dimension.

(will be updated)

HYBRID INFORMATION

Hybrid: Shulk

Also known as 'The tank'. She can deal more damage even without weapons and have tough skin. But, she can only use a heavy weapon that requires two hands to hold to balance her massive strength.

Additional Power: Whenever she sneezes, a small and white bullet pops out and will start to chase the nearest person. Be careful not to get hit by this square, or else you'll start levitating for who knows how long. Please forgive her, she can't control it.

Weapon(s) of Choice: A double-sided battle axe that's about a foot shorter than her. It's heavy, which is one of the main reasons Astrid chose it; to balance her massive strength. The handle is made out of wood and the blade is carved from stone.

APPEARANCE

Eye Color: Deep Purple

Hair Color: Black

Hair Length: Leveled below her chest, wispy bangs.

Skin Tone: Olive

Height: 163cm

Weight: She would prefer not to say.

Wardrobe: (shown above)

She wears a shulker helmet. A white shirt underneath her unbuttoned lavender topcoat. A Sam Browne belt around her waist and another one placed diagonally from her right shoulder to her (left) waist. Black shorts, and a black fingerless glove on her right hand. For the bottom part, she wears black knee socks and white rubber shoes.

Addition: She has purple marks all over her body. Most noticeable ones are on her face.

PERSONALITY

Astrid Lancaster may not show it, but she can be very caring. It's just that she's been living in the Overworld by herself after finding out that the portal was broken. Suddenly throwing her into a squad of foreigners will/might make her uncomfortable.

And also, she's having some troubles expressing herself and getting used to the ways of the Overworld. Some people may see her as the quiet type due to her always-frowning face, but really, it's just the product of growing up in a cold and dark dimension. Although, once you get to know her, you have a chance of seeing that smile she puts on once in a blue moon.

Extremely resourceful during battles, will come up with strategies even when all she has left is a stone and a stick. That is, considering that she isn't fighting a powerful enemy or a large crowd. This is one of the reasons she prefers moving in dark and deep places like the cave to avoid encountering anyone.

And someone please keep this hybrid's glutton in control. She's never had Overworld food before, so she tends to get feral at the sight of them.

BACKGROUND

She lived in The End for as long as she could remember. Until one faithful time, a group of adventurers who failed at slaying the dragon (again) caught her interest when they dived into the portal. She began to wonder what it was like on the other side. One look wouldn't be so bad, right?

She went out to the Overworld to satisfy her curiosity, it was mesmerising alright. Let's go exploring for a bit, shall we?

But as she turned around to go back, the portal was broken. Specifically, missing the 12 Ender Eyes. After that, she lived in the Overworld. Homeless for all the time she did, living and surviving in a forest near the cave where the Ender portal is located.

One fateful time, she overheard some adventurers talking about how the Ender portal can be activated once again by using the Ender Eyes. Thus, she was given another goal: Find an Ender Eye.

The only problem was that she didn't know where to get some. The cave is where she assumed it would be considering that it is rich with minerals.

So, she lived as a miner, full of hope that she'd be back in The End in no time.

But it seemed that the Overworld king had other plans...

RELATIONSHIP

Sargeant Morris – The Enderian knight who supervises her during her internship as a knight. He acts strict towards her, and he claims that all interns have gone through the same treatment with their supervisors.

(to be updated)

LIKES AND DISLIKES

Like: Citrus Fruit, Overworld food.

Dislike: Winter and Spring season.

TRIVIA

Her battle axe had been her friend since her trainee days. She shares a bond with it. Also, i helps her cope with her isekai'd-to-the-Overworld situation.

#twst mc hybrid au #astrid lancaster #wip sort of #my oc

[princess-of-the-corner]

Remember that you were doing a Teen Titans AU? Are you thinking of including Zoé? Cause I can totally see Audrey having Zoé as a backup portal in case Chloé ends up as a disappointment. And I think that it would be more dramatic than in HC. Also, Chloé would have someone to relate to.

Chloé: "Damn there's two fucked up kids. Frick."

#ml tt au

[sofreddie]

Coming this week:

4/6 - Nanny No More (Jensen x Reader), Fluff/Smut

4/7 - Serendipitous Souls 4 (Dean x Reader) Fluff/Smut

4/8 - Fricking Free (Dog-Gone Witches and Pesky Portals Epilogue) (Dean x Reader) Angst/Fluff/15x20 AU (fix it)

4/9 - Serendipitous Souls 5 (Dean x Reader) Fluff

- Friday Feature

4/10 - What Went Wrong? (Dean x Reader) Angst/Fluff

4/11 - Serendipitous Souls 6 (Dean x Reader) Smut

- Rest & Read Recommendations

#coming soon #more fics #i've been a busy bee #dean x reader #jensen x reader #i promise there is more sam coming #and probably some jared too

[ask-bard-wandersong]

*falls through a portal*

Kiwi holy frick, i just went to an alternate universe where you and Miriam NEARLY broke off your friendship

Dont worry the other you and Miriam are chill now-

- AU anon

O-Oh...

(They seem to frown hearing this.)

Well.. atleast they're.. still good friends together..!

#askbardwandersong #anonymous #wandersong bard

[crystalninjaphoenix]

Hey you like evil septic egos, right? (I've read your Inverted series lol very good) Something I've been wondering for a while is what an evil version of the septics would be like. Like if most of the others were good guys but one of them was evil. You know, like how some people think Marvin is evil? I thought you'd like something like that enmwljdisl What would you think that would be like?

Uhhh how’d you know I like evil septics? *sweats nervously and glances at my AUs with evil versions of good characters* (Also thank you!)

Okay but like this idea is so intriguing. I’m gonna assume this is a world where Anti still exists, but like, one of the boys has a reversed morality and serves as a secondary villain. How would this work? How would they interact with the other boys?

I mean, the community’s already had a lot of evil!Marvin concepts. I mean like, the idea of a black magic magician who’d do anything to get what he wanted—wait that’s Inverted!Marvin abort abort abort make something different! dsjkflhdsj But in all seriousness,I think an evil Marvin could serve as one of Jackie’s enemies, a supervillain to Jackie’s hero. I wouldn’t be surprised if he went after the other boys as part of supervilliany deeds, or tried to team up with Anti. He’d be after power and dark secrets, not caring who he has to go through to get it. He’d probably also make a show of it, loving the attention he gets. And he’d have some cool magic powers. I really like the idea @beerecordings had about an evil!Marvin that can turn people into animals, which is like, really cool because can you imagine being forcibly turned into an animal or something? Especially something tiny? That would be freaky. Evil!Marvin holds people hostage by turning them into mice and putting them in a cage or something, and Jackie has to find other magicians to reverse the spell.

Or people thought JJ was evil back when his Power Hour first came out (don’t think I haven’t forgotten that *squints*). So what if he was the evil one? I’m imagining, like, he used to be a normal, nice guy but then Anti ripped him out of his time period for puppet reasons and that really messed with his idea of morality. Maybe even after Anti stops straight-up controlling him Jameson just sticks around because he doesn’t know what else to do in this new time period. Or maybe Jameson goes looking for a way to get back to his own time, and he gets so obsessed with going home that he’ll do anything to get back, including murder. Maybe he wants to get back at Anti for doing all this to him, and the other boys take him in as an ally at first before realizing just how far he’ll go in order to get rid of Anti. They try to talk him down, but instead Jameson just starts to see them as the enemy too. In all honesty JJ being a secondary villain could be really sad, because he’d be so driven by this determination to get home and kill Anti and it’s really all he’d have left :(

Or like, we can play around with the evil doctor trope with Schneep, right? What if he was a doctor who got his license revoked for doing some shady shit, but he continued to work, tricking in people who don’t have anywhere else to go for medicine and stuff. I think he’d be super confident and cocky, because he’s the smartest person in the room and he knows it, so he’s absolutely insufferable. His “patients” just have to deal with listening to him monologue and insult them like GLaDOS from Portal jdsahfdjkl He probably runs experiments, claiming it’s all for the greater good and that if he can just get this data down he could make a breakthrough, but he really knows what he’s doing and just thinks it’s fun. But once he finds out that magic and the supernatural are real, he’s intensely curious about it all. He’s interested in Marvin’s magic, in Jackie’s powers (if he has any in this universe), in if JJ was affected by the journey from the past. And he’s especially interested in Anti, but he can never seem to get a hold of him.

Or! We could take Jackie, the hero, and make him into a villain! I can imagine an evil!Jackie trying to convince people that he’s one of the good guys, and for a long time the rest of the boys have him as part of the team. But then they start to catch on to some of his more questionable acts. He stages crimes, sometimes committing them himself so he can get others to like him, see him as a hero. In doing so, he’ll put innocents in jail or even get them killed. He keeps up the good guy image but he also really likes the idea of being a villain with good presentation via Megamind so once the others catch on he makes a new costume just for them jsaflhdjsak He tries not to monologue because of the advantage it gives the others but sometimes he can’t help it. I imagine he could get the group in a lot of trouble with the police simply because he looks like them, making it a lot easier to frame them. Which he will do, once the others start to threaten to expose him. He probably really cares about fighting Anti, tho, if only for the idea that he wants to be the only villain in town.

But an evil!Chase...frick, dude, that might actually be the freakiest one. Because Chase is the “protagonist,” right? For whatever reason, he’s the one that Anti’s mainly after. Maybe after everything he’s been through, he just snaps one day. He’s done with Anti, he’s done with the others, he’s tired of being hurt so he’s going to hurt others before they get the chance to. From a story perspective, we would watch as Chase goes down this spiral into madness, and we’d watch with slowly growing dread as we realize that the sad rad dad we all know and love changes into someone completely different. The others would be shocked, even Anti might be shocked seeing what Chase is capable of. And Chase would’ve just lost it, he’s now going after Anti full force, showing a ruthless side nobody knew he had. But also, Chase could be the only one who actually has a redemption down the line. Maybe the others could get through to him, maybe Stacy and the kids could get through to him. Or maybe not. Maybe he’s been pushed too far, pushed right off the edge, and maybe he doesn’t even want to climb back up. And that...that’s a scary thought to me.

Anyway that’s what I’ve got djkasflhdsjk If you have ideas of your own anon, I’d love to hear them. Or heck, go write them! I mean, your own ideas, not mine, of course dalfhsdjkj Anyway these are all concepts that I think are really fascinating, love to talk about them ^-^

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