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rnomos: [[busts down ur door at 4am]] WOULD YOU LIKE TO TALK ABOUT BILLY JOE COBRA

Thu, 23 May 2013 21:14:25 -0400

rnomos:

[[busts down ur door at 4am]] WOULD YOU LIKE TO TALK ABOUT BILLY JOE COBRA

I live in a fantasy world where Billy’s both young enough...

Wed, 22 May 2013 21:13:37 -0400

I live in a fantasy world where Billy’s both young enough and alive enough to take part in a school play

also Spencer’s play on words was a completely unintentional happy accident

Potential Verdancy (a broken gods au): Chapter 2

Wed, 22 May 2013 02:04:50 -0400

smallricochet:

part 1: calamity

part 2: at the price of oblivion

The first time Rose lied completely and totally to John was when she told him Alternia could not be rebuilt. It would actually be very easy to recondition, after all, there were an entire 12 players from another universe with nested DNA refined by the game itself and Sburb was only ever a click and drag game. (Her sight said Sburb was a game of symbols, simple interfaces with unfathomably complex meanings hidden behind arbitrary intuitive choice.)

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Potential Verdancy (a broken gods au): escape

Wed, 22 May 2013 02:00:01 -0400

smallricochet:

a quick future section to help show how horrible i want everything to be. eventually! I’ll work up to it I guess.

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A sweep of feet enters your vision.

TEREZI PYROPE leans down over you, and you can feel her razor sharp grin over your neck.

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casually recycles AUs across all my fandoms omg my Broken Gods...

Tue, 21 May 2013 23:47:00 -0400

casually recycles AUs across all my fandoms omg

my Broken Gods AU (Homestuck) is basically about kids with superpowers being exploited and used by the military and it’s angsty and I love it so here’s a version of that AU with Danny Phantom

Danny thinks the whole thing is pretty cool cause he gets to really help and make an even bigger difference in people’s lives once his secret is out; until he’s forced to kill people during war. And of course the government somehow blackmails him to stay, because hey a kid with that much power shouldn’t be allowed anywhere the military can’t control him

im literally just trying to aggravate my arm for a doc...

Tue, 21 May 2013 22:32:16 -0400

im literally just trying to aggravate my arm for a doc appointment tomorrow haha ;w;

these two babies are so adorable ahh

Breaking free at last

Tue, 21 May 2013 21:55:59 -0400

kayahdhorsemaiden submitted:

I got a bit carried away with this AU, it’s Very appealing, do excuse my bad grammar, english isn’t my first language. So, please enjoy!

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Your name is Sollux Captor, or was it? You have been locked, motionless, in some sort of bed where you are constantly forced into a comma, your psychic powers suppressed and your mind constantly meddled with.

They investigate your Doom powers, they want to see into the future and steal the wisdom of death from you, they need your powers since the seers have escaped.

It hurts, it pains you, but you still hold strong against the constant torture, deprivations, aggression, even the horror shows they flash into your mind, forcing you to relive through your own death, but it hurts most when it’s Her death

The times that they made you relive through that one specific day, the taste of honey on your mouth, the sweetness makes you wish you could throw up, but you haven’t eaten anything solid in a while, the smell of her blood make you struggle against the cuffs that are holding you down outside this mental plane, and when you hear her voice, her cries of pain when you ended her, even though you were being controlled and weren’t supposed to remember this so well…

You don’t know how long it has been that you are locked into this constant loop of terror, pain and fear. Sometimes you wish you could just give in and end it, they promise it’ll end if you let them use you… Do humans break promises like these?…

The loop begins once more, you are at your computer, coding or some shit, building up a new virus probably, you get up to check on the honey brew, it’s almost time to feed your lusus. And suddenly, you get the urge to taste the forbidden goo you know you’re not supposed to eat that shit, you know it, from day one you know it’s not a rational thing to do, and yet, your hands coated on the shiny golden substance are about to enter your mouth, you feel sick to taste that stuff again, you’re so tired of mind honey, your original impulse is to spit it out but your tongue just pushes it down your throat as your hands pick up a jar, fill it, and then you chug down the whole thing. There’s a coil in your stomach, wanting to expel the damned liquid, but once again, you can’t, your stomach is too empty to expel anything at all.

Now your mind is working at full potential, yet it’s out of control, you destroy everything that crosses your path, but you don’t want to, as a god, you’d have all the power to stop this, but here you’re no more than a guinea pig, lost in a hell-built labyrinth.

You fly through the sky, leaving wreck and death behind you, the voices are back, but there’s one louder than all the others, not that voice, please don’t let it be Her voice…

You’re now facing her, you know what’s to come now, you let your hand lift, energy sparking from it, the blow will come and then you’re suddenly left in darkness

Why is this confusing you? Well, usually you’re forced to see her face burn as life is ripped from her, you’re supposed to see a big explosion, her cooked blood spread on the ground, her cries ceasing to echo in your head, because she’s gone…

But now, you just feel cold, and are lost in darkness, you can feel the cuffs and you can hear metal shrieking and banging.

“Captor! Listen to me you low-blooded useless fool! I’m taking you, but to do so I need you to cooperate damn you!”

More metal cries under the brute grip of Equius as he finally sets your arms free, you can feel a breeze hit the weak members of your body, and then the metallic shrieks are on your head.

You can’t speak right away, you choke and your voice scratches your throat painfully. All you manage to articulate are faint grunts, and beg him not to let you see just yet, not to remove that helmet. You couldn’t bear to see the room you were once forced to lay in to get your mind checked and your powers taken down to a pitiful level.

Zahhak tries to put you on your feet, but your legs are too weak to walk, he swears and grunts nervously, “there’s no time!” he says, as he hoists you up and over his shoulder.

Your weak digits coil to the back of his clothes, making sure you’re in charge of your body now, you can feel the outside, even though you can’t see it yet.

And then he starts using his void powers, the feeling is awful, that sudden emptiness hits you like a punch in the gut and you feel nauseous again, this time you do throw up a bit, but it’s just acid and water. It doesn’t seem to bother him.

As you move through walls and running soldiers who can’t seem to spot you, the nausea slowly fades, but you’re too weak to go through this. And you eventually faint, not that it is of an difference since you’ve been locked in darkness for what it felt like being an eternity, or close to.

You wake up to the crackle of a distant fire, it’s there, close enough for you to feel some of it’s heat. The helmet is still on your head, you guess they let it be your own choice to remove it. You sit up and suddenly there’s a familiar peppy voice calling out the group. Nepeta tries to wake up the hoof-beast addict of a friend, you don’t really care.

You draw your hands carefully to your head, feeling out for the real size of that darned thing attached to your head. You first try to yank it out, but it’s stuck.

You hear her voice again, but it doesn’t sound like pain or sadness, it sounds happy and caring. Her hands, her warm hands are on yours “here, I’ll help you”.

The cave is dark enough, the only thing making you cringe would be the light from the fire, but you bear with it as your blurry vision focuses on her face, you can see her eyes, the shape of her horns, that messy curly hair falling down her shoulders her red smile and the round nose that you loved to boop when you were alone and together.

“Hi Sollux, it’s been a while”

“Two fuckiing long iif you a2k me AA…”

zilleniose: i want a twewy au where everything is the same except josh constantly has his dick in neku's butt

Tue, 21 May 2013 21:30:30 -0400

[20:28] zilleniose: i want a twewy au where everything is the same except josh constantly has his dick in neku's butt
[20:28] zilleniose: 100% of the time
[20:29] Caitkat: ........
[20:29] Caitkat: zoey what lmao
[20:29] zilleniose: "we have to get to 104" "its really hard to run like this"
[20:29] Caitkat: i'm dying again

I don’t think I’ve been simultaneously obsessed with...

Tue, 21 May 2013 20:56:24 -0400

I don’t think I’ve been simultaneously obsessed with over 5 fandoms at the same time this is odd

I’m so sorry Bulbasaur, but Snivy is my new favorite...

Tue, 21 May 2013 20:11:58 -0400

I’m so sorry Bulbasaur, but Snivy is my new favorite starter…

bekuki replied to your photo: who said demon au everything...

Mon, 20 May 2013 23:21:04 -0400

bekuki replied to your photo: who said demon au

everything is 3000% more shota when Zoey is around

was that a challenge, becky

who said demon au

Mon, 20 May 2013 22:34:52 -0400

who said demon au

on youtube | GIF on deviantart teaching myself to learn the...

Mon, 20 May 2013 20:58:00 -0400

on youtube | GIF on deviantart

teaching myself to learn the puppet tool and some trapcode stuff in AE, so here’s another John from my Homestuck AU, Broken Gods

if tumblr’s file restrictions didn’t suck I’d have just posted the gif (which looks better imo) but alas. try not to view full screen cause I made this to be 500px wide :\

I was commissioned to create a fluffy critter with wings and...

Sun, 19 May 2013 22:52:58 -0400

I was commissioned to create a fluffy critter with wings and horns! I like how this little guy came out, I may make him a species for adoption later.

im heading down a dark road still trying to figure out if i care

Fri, 17 May 2013 00:24:33 -0400

im heading down a dark road

still trying to figure out if i care

something from my recent plotbunny aw ye blood and angst

Thu, 16 May 2013 23:26:35 -0400

something from my recent plotbunny

aw ye blood and angst

spence stop being so bashful

Thu, 16 May 2013 21:02:03 -0400

spence stop being so bashful

Casually sliding this Danny Phantom AU idea here when most of my followers aren’t on haha AU...

Thu, 16 May 2013 14:19:00 -0400

Casually sliding this Danny Phantom AU idea here when most of my followers aren’t on haha

AU plotbunny - In which the human world is overrun by ghosts who dine not only on negative emotions and fear, but flesh and blood.

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Ghost have always been a speculation as they are today. Whatever sightings, whatever hauntings may have been recorded were left with skepticism, void of any solid scientific proof beyond questionable static and suspicious floating orbs.

In the far future, an unknown supernatural phenomenon breaks the barriers between the spectral and the corporeal world. Ever-changing tears in the fabric of space open up temporary portals from the ghost zone to the human realm, breaking down a flood gate of curious and hellbent spirits. Now capable of attaining a solid form, ghosts wreak havoc on the living, driven by anguish, jealousy, revenge… but most frightening of all, hunger.

In order to sustain their new entirely tangible forms in the human world, ghosts find they have a slightly altered diet; one fueled by negative emotion, fear, and solid flesh. Tearing humans apart is a simple endeavor, considering the grossly imbalanced power between near-magical spectral entities and mere mortals. The thrill of the hunt isn’t just enjoyable, it’s practical; chase the humans down, torment them to devour their fear, and once they’ve their fill of that, they dine on the body. Not even bones are spared.

Humanity is diminished to tiny pockets of survivors. Towns so far apart, they may as well be in their own separate world. Since the dawning of the ghost uprising, scientists scrambled to learn more about their enemy – and thus, professional ghost hunters were born.

The Fentons are the guardians of Amity, a small village protected by a ghost shield developed by their grandparents. Brilliant minds run in the family, each one of them gifted in the art of field research and weapons development. Though the shield used to be imperfect, allowing ghosts to slip through now and then, it’s since been reinforced by the latest generation of the Fentons, ensuring a worry-free life for all those who stay within the confines of the barrier.

However, there continues to be a need for resources beyond the shield’s safety. Expeditions are led outside the village to forage for plants not easily grown at home, to hunt for wildlife, and to mine for minerals used in primitive anti-ghost equipment. It’s a dangerous job, but all those who brave the world outside of the barrier, to face the creatures who wish to torment and devour them, are held in the highest regard.

But simply getting by isn’t enough for Amity. They wish to thrive, to no longer live in fear of ghosts, to strike back and regain what was taken from them. The Fentons begin to work on a synthetic ghost portal, one they could control what passes through. It could potentially become a gate that only allows humans to step through, giving them an opportunity to strike the home of the ghosts and obliterate them for good.

Of course, just as in canon, Danny gets caught in an electrical mishap involving a prototype of the portal. Left on the brink of death and exposed to both the ghost zone and the human realm, he dies halfway, instead of merely attaining ghostly abilities.

At first, it’s something found he could keep secret. No one had to know, so long as he could continue to evade his family’s weapons and detectors, his ectoplasmic signature weak enough to mask most of his spectral presence.

But it isn’t long until he realizes that having a body that’s half ghost means he requires both a human diet, as well a ghost diet to survive. He nearly starves himself before Jazz finds out, and in the fog of starvation, she forces him to drink her blood, as well as her fear. It’s a long time before Danny recovers from self-loathing, disgusted with the fact that he’s no better than the ghosts outside the village. But eventually, he and Jazz find a way to keep him alive without causing too much damage; instead of purposely terrifying the villagers, he discreetly feeds on the natural fear that humans around him produce on their own during everyday life. And he paces himself, taking small amounts of blood from his sister, and eventually, his best friend Tucker.

Danny would have given up on himself entirely had it not been for a revelation he had. With his newfound abilities, he could leave the confines of the village to obliterate other ghosts who wait to ambush expedition parties, and perhaps eventually keep ghosts from approaching altogether. And considering how immensely powerful he is, he’s able to evade attacks from the ghost hunters as well.

Sam is part of a tiny caravan that stumbles upon Amity during their search for a safe haven. Upon nearing the village, they’re attacked by a number of starving ghosts – and only escape thanks to the odd white-haired humanoid ghost that destroyed them. After her caravan settles in the safety of the village, Sam learns about Phantom, and is immediately intrigued and baffled at the idea of a powerful ghost who not only decimates his own kind with what seems like purpose, but hasn’t made a single move to attack humans.

Driven by her curiosity, Sam becomes one of the Fentons’ many apprentices. She helps out with the research and the weapons development, often times working with Danny, and kindles a shaky friendship with him. Danny is clearly more antisocial than most other boys his age, and detests the fact that Sam seems interested in Phantom. Time and again, he assures Sam with hardened resolve, that all ghosts are evil, that there isn’t a single one out there that can be trusted. The young girl clearly gets upset with him on the subject, pissed that Danny can’t even entertain the idea that perhaps there’s a ghost out there who isn’t bent on torturing and devouring humans. It isn’t like she trusts Phantom yet, but the prospect could mean a huge advantage for humanity.

Sam does eventually befriend Phantom, but only after many terrifying encounters; Danny wants so badly to extinguish Sam’s hope that there are so-called “good” ghosts out there, in fear of her trusting any other ghost – it would spell her death. So even while he saves her skin multiple times, he attempts to scare and even mildly hurt her. But Sam stays determined that Phantom is merely trying to keep her at a distance, since he never kills her or shows any true resolve to eat her. It’s even longer before Sam finds out Phantom is actually Danny, and becomes a true friend to his human form, as well as a food source like Jazz and Tucker. They eventually begin to fall for each other.

I have a few “ending” ideas, but I haven’t exactly decided on one yet. But they more or less revolve around the humans finding a way to restore the earth and close most of the ghost portals.

i’ve really wanted to draw something from my broken gods...

Wed, 15 May 2013 23:11:34 -0400

i’ve really wanted to draw something from my broken gods au again for a while now

wow can I just say that I'm really happy that you draw and actually LIKE DTMG? Because a lot of really nice artists are watching it and saying it's "meh" but do fanart anyway, but I've followed you way before and then I found out you really liked it AND drew fanart and that made me so happy because this show just really means a lot to me

Wed, 15 May 2013 20:23:00 -0400

it’s really kind of ridiculous how much I enjoy DTMG

it’s just one of those shows that, honestly, I can’t pinpoint anything specifically spectacular about? But it just makes me so HAPPY to watch and it’s so silly and adorable and I love it and I got so sad when I realized I ran out of episodes to watch

so now it’s fanart time

btw followers I’ve got more Homestuck things in the works too, I’ve realized I can’t go too many weeks without drawing John or I start getting withdrawals