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If you found yourself to this blog, welcome! This is a little work blog for a fanfic and art thing I’m doing for funsies.
I’m reliving two of my favorite series and smooshing them together for my own enjoyment, but because of things I thought it might spark joy for others.
Also this is the easiest way to share it with a friend without bogging down our Discord servers lol. It’s so unrelated to anything else
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In medieval times, jaundice was treated with the contents of a lion’s gallbladder. These days we prefer a simpler, more effective treatment, such as disappearing into the woods for two weeks and returning mysteriously healed with no recollection of what happened.
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I don’t know how, and I don’t know why, but sometimes when I hang my clothes up to dry, they vanish.
However, yesterday’s security footage shows Terry the rake making off with my socks and one pair of jeans. Where is he taking them? More importantly, does he even wear pants???
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If ever you feel like a ghost of yourself, an empty, tired shadow of who you once were, aimlessly haunting your own home, then try talking about these feelings with the actual ghost that’s haunting your home. You haven’t been yourself recently and she told me she’s worried about you. You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to, of course, but… she’s there, if you ever feel like it.
Don’t worry about looking for her, she’s already with you. No, look a little to your left. Yeah, right about there.
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Attention, zoogoers! The zoo seems to have changed locations. I’m hearing from other zoogoers that it can now be accessed through a hole between two trees that have grown together, bound for eternity, parting only for a brief moment near the ground as if specifically to guide you there. There is an old dwarf who lives near by that will be happy to help you find it if you do miss it.
I haven’t seen it myself, as I do live onsite here at the zoo, but it sounds like the zoo has found a lovely entrance this time around! The last underwater one was a bit sketchy. If I never have to treat another piranha bite wound, it’ll be too soon.
If this new location is not near you, check if you’re perhaps in the wrong time. If you still don’t see it, I’d recommend postponing your visit just a bit to see if it moves closer to you. We’re having a sale in the gift shop next week anyways, so it’ll be a wonderful time to stop on by!
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While flash photography is technically allowed at the zoo, it's not recommended. Some of the residents take it as a challenge. Others take it as a threat. The eldritch owls take it as a chance to multiply. We currently have 2 extras owls, so I thought I’d take this chance to remind zoogoers that we really don’t need any more of those guys.
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It’s spring, so you know what that means: lycanthropy season.
Lycanthropy is going around like crazy this year, especially with the full pink moon a few days ago. If you haven’t gotten your vaccine yet, now’s the time to do so!
As always, if you believe you may have been exposed, please visit your nearest hedge witch for the appropriate potions.
And please remember, lycanthropy is far from a death sentence for those affected, and it doesn’t have to be for anyone else either as long as you eat a big dinner on the nights of the full moon! 
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Nessie Jr will not stay in the lagoon. Every evening, I find her somewhere new. Sitting in the gift shop fish tank, lurking in parking lot puddles, once she was even wedged between the fridge and the counter in the staff break room. Look, I admire the dedication, but I cannot keep fishing this thing out of inappropriate bodies of water.
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For the next week only: bring a bag of cinnamon, get 10% off at the gift shop!
This is for a very important reason, I assure you. I want to attract a cinnamon bird to come nest at the zoo! I’m thinking if I can get enough cinnamon in one spot, one might decide to make its home here. They usually collect the cinnamon for their nests from the pocket dimension where cinnamon originated from, but surely having it all in one spot already would entice one to settle down here.
I’ve never actually seen a cinnamon bird before, so I’m honestly not sure how likely this is to work, but I have to try, right?
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Flags to fill in daydream terms.
daydreambased
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@acircusfullofdemons @pluralitywords @radiomogai
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/63098614/chapters/166028329
The new chapter is up! Technically a big reveal in this one
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If you found yourself to this blog, welcome! This is a little work blog for a fanfic and art thing I’m doing for funsies.
I’m reliving two of my favorite series and smooshing them together for my own enjoyment, but because of things I thought it might spark joy for others.
Also this is the easiest way to share it with a friend without bogging down our Discord servers lol. It’s so unrelated to anything else
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Forgive my atrocious handwriting of details, I am but mortal and I miss my drawing tablet
Varian’s general outfit as prince of the crystal empire, Rarity took inspiration from the Crystal Empires traditional style.
He has gloves ready for alchemy in his belt, the goggles he had when Cadance took him in, and a staff with a few chemicals usually ready after an incident where he had to go into the frozen north on his own. He has a bag he fills with whatever he might need on his outings, and a golden charm Cadance gave him when he was little that he’s fairly certain is hiding a secret. Both have alchemical symbols embroidered/etched in
He also has a second, blue strand of hair now and has gained the crystalline look in his eyes from living in the crystal empire for ten years.
The vial is the cutie mark Rarity designed for him.
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The (mane) family! Flurry (now in color), Princess Cadance in her finest Crystal Empire daily wear and Prince Shining Armor.
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It’s my turn to complain about the Coronan justice system because it’s fucked and we all agree but without beating the dead horse of throwing a 14-15 year old in prison in the same cell as a 20-30 year old terrorist….
But the fact that Eugene was going to be put to death next day no trial for stealing a crown in the movie????
And also that Attila was almost sent to a prison barge for breaking and entering and property damage with very little proof???
Like Lady Caine has a point tbh and if she had taken Frederick offscreen to kill him or whatever her plan was I feel like season 1 would have had a lot less problems.
Also you know, lady Caine lost her father to this ‘justice system’ for petty theft so like… idk Fred I feel like maybe you should try literally anything else
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It started with cantrips, which is why it took people a while to notice. The first few events were people on the news talking about how they’d been needing a light and then suddenly they’d waved a hand and said words and there was light. No one really believed them but as more reports were verified suddenly more people came forward with even less believable stories of what everyone really didn’t want to call magic. Even though it was pretty obviously magic. Spectral floating hands grabbing things that were out of reach, whispered messages that reached their friend seated too far away to hear them.
An EMT who whispered a word and suddenly saved a dying man.
Then the darker stories started filtering in.
Words spoken in anger causing explosions. Poison spewing forth from a hand gesture. One person gave a retort so witty that someone was hospitalized.
Everyone was scared, but the nerds started to figure it out fastest. It sure wasn’t the scientists who were doing the equivalent of crying on the floor in the fetal position in their respective labs while reports poured in globally of these occurrences. A growing movement online started spreading lists. They had all the blessings people might have gotten and regardless of how many people scoffed no one could really deny that every instance of magic correlated to a website listing the cantrips in Dungeons and Dragons. People pooled their collective resources to help quantify what was happening and facts started to emerge.
Everybody got one. You had to be at least thirteen to use the magic. That pretty much summed up the only other common denominators. Otherwise it seemed completely random, the magic didn’t line up with any existing character traits. You just unlocked one piece of magic each. People with aggressive cantrips were almost loaded up into camps for suddenly being so dangerous- however many hit points real humans had it was apparently not a big number. A lot more deaths occurred than anyone could feasibly track and the global population panicked.
The legislation for the camps got struck down. There were riots and confusion and for a while everything was pretty chaotic. Firebolts and Eldritch Blasts went off from sheer exuberance as much as anything else. Amidst the rioting were people just living their lives, not using their cantrips. It took a while for things to settle down, but humans can get used to most anything if given enough time.
Almost everybody scanned the list to figure out which they got, but someone with Chill Touch just enjoyed frostier beverages than most even if it made you think about death more to drink something after the skeleton hand had been wrapped around it. At least it looked cool. Most people didn’t really do anything other than play around. A youtuber who had gotten Shape Water suddenly surged in popularity as she pivoted her channel to creating beautiful patterns with colored water. Other online personalities quickly followed and those with combat focused magic set up backyard target practice to show off. Some fires resulted as well as numerous noise complaints and a law was passed limiting where people could practice magic. It was virtually unenforceable but the people in charge were trying to keep a grip on the situation.
Noticeably the largest subset of the population that used their magic were those who had gotten Spare the Dying. Every government turned out the call that such individuals would receive a generous stipend for taking to the hospitals and stabilizing the sick and injured. Death rates dropped substantially, but it was still only a cantrip. Cancer marched on, but many got to live after miraculous recoveries.
Months passed and things started to become a little more normal. There were still debates about what had caused it and how to regulate magic but day to day life settled down. Speculations over what the long term ramifications would be continued as well as why those cantrips. Wizards of the Coast refused to comment for the first six months, closing its doors to the rioting and keeping them closed. At the end of six months they abruptly published a new line of cantrip cards with all kinds of utility and no combat usage whatsoever. The internet exploded and the government wasn’t pleased, but nothing happened. No one got any new magic. People wondered if those under thirteen would manifest the new stuff, but no one did. They just blew out their thirteenth birthday candles and got handed a cantrip like everyone else.
A year later a mechanic in rural Canada was peering into the engine of a busted car. He realized he needed some lubricant and instead of reaching for his can he waved a hand and splattered the car with Grease that had burst from his hand. He was a calm sort of fellow so he called up the local news and said there was more magic. They asked first what cantrip he had- folks who received Prestidigitation had made a number of false alarms on receiving additional magic. The mechanic told them his cantrip was Infestation which he’d never had cause to use after figuring it out.
The press descended and demanded a demonstration. Most people had read up on the basic rules of magic at that point, so everyone understood when the mechanic said they’d have to wait until the next day. A media storm went up the next day with headlines blaring that first level magic had been unlocked after the passing of the lunar new year.
A wide contingent had been waiting for this opportunity. The spell list went out again amidst less panic but more chaos. There was a rash of identity thefts no could trace and eventually people realized Disguise Self posed a significant challenge to daily life. Celebrities had trouble convincing people they were who they said as random citizens took their faces on numerous joyrides. A scandal broke when it turned out an A list actor had hired someone else to play them while they went on vacation but the details were kept very hush hush.
Hospitals called out desperately for anyone with healing magic and most of those blessed with Cure Wounds and Healing Word answered. People with Goodberry formed community food kitchens and for the first time it seemed like hunger could actually be eliminated. Veterinary offices and zoos made special positions for those who could cast Animal Friendship and Speak with Animals.
A celebrity chef hit the jackpot with Purify Food and Drink and made a whole spinoff series where she went dumpster diving and made five star meals out of rotting leftovers. Several people changed careers entirely to lend their services to study ancient texts with Comprehend Languages. Even one hour a day led to huge leaps in discovery and understanding of ancient civilizations.
A small murmur of worry followed the new influx of skills and power. What would happen when more magic was unlocked? The amount of people now running around with dangerous combat spells was even greater than before. Would people have to worry about necromancy? New crimes were being invented faster than laws could keep up as magic was put to novel and interesting uses.
A year passed and everyone waited with bated breath for the lunar new year, but nothing happened.
But I’m pretty sure I figured it out. We got handed cantrips. And we waited a year for first level spells. I’m pretty sure it’s one more year, and then things will really start to get interesting.
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