#doll writes something

[mysteriousdoll]

A sweet little fic inspired by a commission I got from (or like,,,paid for??... i paid them to draw a thing-) @plummers because Hiroko is a good mom to her new son :)))))

[rendevok]

The sensation of waking up next to you ❤️💙

+bonus doodle:

…and they mimir’d happily ever after the end. ❤️

(ID under cut!)

Miles is roused from sleep by sunlight shining on his face. Slowly, his eyes adjust to the light, until finally, his scope of awareness broadens to a body he had been sleeping on.

Page 2

Miles looks up to the figure that holds him, and upon seeing, his eyes widen in recognition.

Miles looks up to the figure that holds him, and upon seeing, his eyes widen in recognition.

The bottom panel of the page shows minimal details of a window shedding light onto the bed and blankets as seen from a higher view in the room.

Page 3

On the other side of the bed, Phoenix rests, his head propped by the headboard. His hair is messy from sleep, and his expression is thoughtful. The light of the morning highlights his features.

The sun shines through the blinds of the window.

Phoenix finally notices his observer, and turns to look at him.

Page 4

Phoenix takes Miles’ hand in his, and lifts it to gently kiss the ring on Miles’ finger. They both move to share a kiss, and their hands shift to hold one another. Miles’ ring sparkles in the sunlight.

Page 5

They link their fingers as they kiss, and the morning creates a quiet atmosphere around them.

They part, but remain close, their fingers fully interlocked. Phoenix greets “Good morning,” with a tender, loving expression as he looks at Miles. Miles’ own expression is soft, unguarded, and fixed on Phoenix.

Page 6

Phoenix and Miles settle back into their shared bed; the morning sun illuminates them. They both smile softly, seeming happy and at peace. Miles rests his head under Phoenix’s neck, and his hand on Phoenix’s chest. One of Phoenix’s hands rests over Miles’ own on his chest, while his other hand holds Miles closer, revealing a matching ring of his own. Both rings shine softly in the sunlight.

Bonus image

A small simple drawing of Phoenix and Miles having fallen asleep again while holding each other as in the final page of the comic.

End ID.]

[rotyolk]

нoiнoiнoiнoi-san

[nobodyfamousposts]

New Dolls Crossover

Because I have no shame...

Shadow: I am the ultimate life form!

Littlebug: (Looks unimpressed)

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Littlebug: (Sitting on Shadow's head, patting him and oblivious to his glowering)

Sonic: (Trying not to laugh) Uh….you….you got a thing there.

Shadow: Shut up.

Littlebug: n_n (Pat pat)

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Shadow: I am the ultimate—

Littlebug: (Spritzes Shadow)

Sonic: Looks like someone thinks the "Ultimate Lifeform" needs a bath.

Littlebug: (Spritzes Sonic too)

Sonic: HEY!

Shadow: (Smirks)

Littlebug: (Waves the spritzer, warning him to be nice) >:c

Sonic: ...fiesty little thing, isn't she?

Shadow: She is a good judge of character.

Sonic: ...

Littlebug: (Stares)

Sonic: ...wanna go on a run with me? Meet some of my friends? Not try to destroy the world?

Littlebug: (Smiles)

Sonic: I'll take that as a yes.

Shadow: Wait. Don’t you dare!

Sonic: (Runs off with Littlebug)

Shadow: Get back here!

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Amy: (Hugging Littlebug) SO CUTE!

Sonic: Welp, Amy loves you. No surprise there. Tails is busy, so next up is bothering Knuckles.

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Knuckles: Halt! No one's getting the Master Emerald—oh, it's you guys. And what is this?

Littlebug: (Stares)

Knuckles: (Stares in confusion) ….are you Cream's or something?

Littlebug: (Tilts head)

Knuckles: No, she's not food.

Sonic: ….you can understand her?

Knuckles: …you can't?

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Sonic: Of course we can't go ONE day with a new friend without Eggman messing things up.

Knuckles: We need to get the chaos emerald, but it's in this vault and we don't have the key.

Sonic: Oh, I'll just speed over and—

Littlebug: (Makes a Lucky Charm key)

All: (Stare in amazement)

Amy: (Uses it on the door and it opens) It works!

Littlebug: (Proud)

Amy: Good job, little Lady! (Pets Littlebug)

Littlebug: (Even prouder, happy with pets)

Sonic: ….it's cool. It's fine. Was only gonna go super fast. Because super speed. Kinda my thing.

Amy: Shush.

Knuckles: …can she just….magic up a chaos emerald while she's at it?

Littlebug: (Pauses, looking thoughtful)

Sonic: (Stops her) Don't.

[greatdisaster]

headcanon

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

hi im back with more Out Of Context lines from my outlines/snippets that i find mildly entertaining when going back through it all: Fantasy Au Edition!

[mercyisms]

bringing some of this out of previous tags, but something incoherent about the escalation of ‘dolls’ throughout the series, and the (obviously gendered) difference between ‘dolls’ and ‘puppets.’ including but not limited to:

john’s first forays into necromancy as puppeteering ‘Titania’ and ‘Ulysses,’ who are explicitly named as ‘extensions’ of john, which progress to the puppeteering of the world leader, which progresses to the apocalypse and john fashioning the parts of earth he doesn’t consume (alecto) a barbie-shaped vessel.  back in gideon the ninth, cytherea’s puppeting (explicitly called this, i believe) of protesilaus, to be contrasted with cytherea’s own doll-like position. both in her posturing as someone who needed to be carried, adjusted, coddled and in the broader uncanniness of pretending to be dulcinea septimus, of being a passable but undead ‘fake’ substitution of the living ‘real’ dulcinea.* all of the victorian energy also undeniably relevant. all of this progressing to cytherea’s body being a doll? a puppet? a weapon? for commander wake in harrow. the role she forced upon others and enacted being enacted on her own body in death.  rocking back up to nona, where images of dolls and puppets abound. though ianthe describes it as puppeting, naberius body is described, by others, in a way that’s much more suggestive of a barbie doll (“fashion hair” echoes the “hollywood hair barbie”). and naberius, furthermore, stands apart from the multitude of soldiers ianthe is also controlling from a distance. mixed with corona getting quite literally dolled up (hair refashioned, and ianthe’s fixation on the poor condition of corona’s hair, and put into a dress) once pulled back under ianthe’s control (to whatever degree we believe her to be). the doll as a particular extension of oneself, perhaps laced with intimacy? naberius as the conduit through which ianthe can (insufficiently) touch coronabeth; john’s romantic desire for annabel (and his occasional inability to sleep without her comforting him); even the fact that naberius becomes the vessel for palamedes and conduit through which he and camilla can become paul. (noting that camilla and palamedes sharing a body is framed outside of this language, possibly because camilla actively consents, for good or ill, to the process?)  (in dialogue with all of this, the way BOE encodes the lyctors as ancient weapons, and kiriona’s assertion that she is fulfilment of the nine house’s arts, stronger than titanium, faster than a speeding bullet: a weapon in the shape of a corpse, a prince, a girl. [to be a very dead weapon-body rather than a tragically alive one.] [also, as an aside, how her mother conceived of her: a bomb in the shape of a baby.] [also obviously related is that the out-of-house derogatory term for necromancers and cavaliers being, respectively, zombies and minions.])  i do not have a thesis statement, of course, but i think there is a clear development of a theme and some symbols and language that may be helpful to return to later or to unpick some of the various (and very gendered) ways agency is or is not present in necromancy.  * very known, but i think the fact that cytherea and dulcinea are both subjected to the same cancer-eugenics and arrive at a near indistinguishable state, that they are in some ways duplicates of each other, takes on a really compelling sheen in the wake of her comment that john, explicitly, is building a static society.  

[frownyalfred]

look sometimes writing smut is fun, and sometimes writing smut is staring at a diagram in confusion wishing you could tell if this would be a real position or not

[alumirp]

Flying Low

A magical AU where Law is a raven shapeshifter, but has had his wings torn off, so he is always using a cane to balance himself and he lives in seclusion in the forest. He absolutely doesn't trust, well, anyone. Whether humans or other shapeshifters or any other race, he doesn't approach anyone and does everything he can to not let them approach his home either. But that changes when one day a guy just falls from the sky. It literally falls from the sky. Right in the middle of Law's herb garden and although he really wants to get rid of this invader, he can't get rid of his curiosity because Law's house is in the middle of the forest, far from peaks or mountains, so where the hell is this guy came from and, even better, how did he survive the fall? Curiosity (and his sense of duty as a healer) causes Law to drag the guy inside and nurse him back to health. 'The guy' soon wakes up and gets a name, Luffy, who reveals himself to be a priest of the Sun God's temple, which makes sense to Law, since Luffy's magic seems totally opposite to his, a raven whose species is constantly attributed to the Goddess of Darkness, Nika's enemy. All this, however, does not explain how Luffy fell out of nowhere from the sky and it only gets worse when not even Luffy knows how it happens. Unfortunately for Law, meeting Luffy is a path of no return and in the blink of an eye his isolated and peaceful life is disturbed by the priest who, after returning to full health, becomes a noisy guest in Law's small cabin. Things get weird when Law's wings start to grow back, white instead of black, at the same time that Luffy also starts to change. For worse. His health simply declines and his magic grows and becomes out of control, becoming a danger to everything around him, excluding, in some way, Law. Desperate to understand and help Luffy, Law begins his journey out of seclusion toward the capital's temple, where Luffy is said to serve as a priest. But dragging a time bomb in the shape of a man all the way to the capital is not simple when you are alone and Law has no option but to accept the growing number of people who seem to be drawn into Luffy's orbit and who decide to accompany them on the journey

[b4kuch1n]

I actually for real feel like my phone's scanning quality has dropped monumentally while I was away on thing so that's a fun thing to figure out now. anyways

[mysteriousdoll]

Toranosuke Earns a Restraining Order

In other words, Taka confesses to his father about how awful his grandad is.

I wrote this on a room so it’s not really proof read so… please be nice to me, it’s the law /ref

CW: Mentions of abuse

“Kiyotaka?”

“Mh..?”

“I have to work a very late shift tonight… with your sisters at their friend’s houses and Gundham out of town, you’ll have to stay the night with your grandfather.”

A pen dropped, echoing in Kiyotaka’s ears just as his heart did.

“W..what? I—are you sure? I mean no disrespect, father, but I can take care of myself! Really!”

“I know you can, but with the lock broken again I don’t want you here alone. Even with that emergency gun in the back, someone such as yourself could be at a serious risk of injury.”

He couldn’t stop himself from crying. He couldn’t do anything to stop the onslaught of tears, as he fell to his knees and begged.

“Please don’t make me go there! I can’t—I can’t do it again! He’s so cruel to me, father! He-he hits me and burns me and y-yells at me and-and,” Kiyotaka choked on his words, struggling to get his words out. He had kept this secret for so long, having been fully convinced and prepared for his father to be furious and disappointed in him for saying such things about his grandfather, or for giving him more things to worry about.

To his surprise, Takaaki met his gaze. Gently, Kiyotaka’s father put his hand on his shoulder, speaking calmly.

“Taka, look at me… let’s take a few deep breaths, alright…?”

Kiyotaka sniveled, doing as he was told. His father pulled him into a hug, gently rubbing his back. An occasional hushing and assurance everything was going to be okay. Once the poor boy could breathe again, Takaaki led him to the restroom, running a rag under water and gently pressing it to his face.

“Why don’t you come to work with me?”

Kiyotaka sniffled, looking up at his father.

“Won’t your supervisor be upset?”

“I told him I’d handle all of the paper work that my coworkers failed to do, so we’ll be at the precinct all night. Which means you will be safe, and the only other people there will be a few of my more… tolerable coworkers.”

“…y…you aren’t angry?”

“Of course I’m not. We’ll talk about it further when you’re ready to. Until then, we’ll figure out somewhere for you so you aren’t home alone.”

“…,” Kiyotaka hesitated, before bursting into tears once more and hugging his father. “Thank you, father!”

“Of course, son…”

[yandere-wishes]

Almost done the Fontaine archon quest... It's giving me too many feelings😭😭 I CAN'T

[fem0ral-artery]

No I'm still thinking about that render I did and I need to speak my truth.

Borderlands Silent Hill au in which a regular and normal teenager/ young adult Angel experiences The Horrors but also learns how to overcome her trauma and how to finally live her life for herself. 😁😁😁

[bubblekidaesthetics]

Baby gays be gayin 💚💫💖

When we first got introduced to Valentine in the Monster High universe he was just another villain. His whole spill was kinda cool tho.

Collecting the hearts of girls in love as trophies, thus making it impossible for them to ever love anyone again??? I was immediately hooked. And it was a Draculaura-centric movie too, so there was a bonus.

However it wasn't till many years later that I discovered Valentine's diary and boy did it deliver.

If that sounds kinda like the gay archetype, well, put on ur listening ears for a sec, 'cause we've got a story for you. Apparently, according to the creator of Monster High, his diary was supposed to have him come out as gay. It was a collector's item anyway. Kids wouldn't have had a chance to buy it as it was a convention-exclusive doll, but Mattel said and I quote "It is not the right time"

An extract from the original post of the creator which just goes to show how little influence they truly have over their own creations.

Well, the gay route was a no-go, so instead they had to be sneaky about it. If you read the diary, the core, the framework of the original idea is still there. Evident especially in the May 3rd entry:

"I now know that what I did - stealing love - was because I thought that's what emotional vampires were supposed to do. But it never felt quite right. I thought if I kept doing it, it would eventually feel right. Then when Draculaura called me - well, Toralei really - I thought that if I could get the heart that got away, it would change me, and everything would be fine. But I was just a real pain in the fang to everyone and made a fool of myself. So I've come to the conclusion being myself has to be easier than not being myself, right? Back then, I hated the thought of who I really was, and that conflict made me become someone who wasn't me. It's time to be true to myself, but it's scary."

Like come on!!!! How can it get queerer than that?!? He is one foot away from coming out of his coffin with glitter make up and rainbow hair!

But then the diary had to go the sneaky route. They knew they couldn't make him gay... At least directly. They had to be increeibly sneaky about that. Just then Spelldon Cauldronello steps onto the scene.

Written into the diary as a blink you'll miss it moment, Spelldon is Casta Fierce's younger brother. Up to that point there was no mention of the character in Monster High cannon. but his interaction with Valentine, well... It was short for one. But a lot was packed into that very short meeting. Keiran Valentine upon first meeting him spaces out, after which they spend some time together gettin to know each other better, ultimately ending with Valentine asking Spelldon for his number.

You'd think there'd be more, yet sadly that is where Spelldon's part in Valentines story arch stops. There was clear intent there to create a more inclusive Monster High, for which I am grateful. Despite not giving us a look at Spelldon's design, the fandom took it upon themselves to create designs and fanart, thus keeping his character alive.

The design I used in this piece actually belongs to my incredibly talented friend @i-have-serious-brainfreeze . He created this design of the nerdy Spelldon on a whim, and since then I have been utterly obsessed with it. So much so that I choose to create a fanart piece of the two bby gays.

As of now, Gen 3 made no current mention of either Valentine or Spelldon, so it's safe to say their story has been shelved for the time being. However, things are moving on the Monster High representation front. Twyla has been cannonicaly made autistic, Frankie nonbinary, and Clankie steered slowly towards a canonical romantic relationship.

If there ever is a better time to bring back Keiran Valentine, it certainly is now.

I'll be here waitin Mattel. I'll be here💖

[lyril]

i feel like not enough people use writing fanfiction as a way to like... study and learn? outside of it being more practice and things. like sure, this is for entertainment first and foremost, but for me keeping the writing tone and characterization as accurate as i can to then transform it more into a writing style to create something good just ends up in me like, intensely studying the source material. i don't ever go off of memory i fucking break that shit down, study dialogue patterns and write down literally everything the characters i'm writing for say, observe the structure and themes and tone of whatever i'm looking at, watch and analyze things until i'm sick of them and come out a better writer because of that hands-on observation and because i simply fucking hate when other people go off of memory while writing characters i like ❤️

[susiehunsecker]

in s4 it should be revealed that shiv has a teddy bear from her childhood that bears an uncanny resemblance to tom