#i havent named this thing yet

[paradiseshards]

AU TIME

I had bits of this in my head at the end of reading Thunder, and now its kind of expanding but its by no means a solid thing- anyway.

So its kinda related to a lil art thing i did back when thunder was released. After Frostpaw had her big revelation, or maybe when Riverstar told her the ‘you were never meant to be a medicine cat, but now you’re one anyway lol’ thing (he did that, right? It wasn’t just him thinking it?), she was given a sort of, direct link to starclan and prophecies and whatnot. Like Jayfeather, but more biblically accurate and probably overpowered. And some Rootspring typical possession maybe, that’d be fun.

But i digress. They get back to the clans, and Frostpaw and Nightheart decide that since everyone thinks Frostpaw is dead already anyway, they could fake a sign from starclan to take away everyone’s trust in Splashtail.

Luckily for Frostpaw, the night was already a particularly cold one. Despite it being relatively early in the night, dew was already clinging to the grasses, and she was fully prepared to take advantage of this. Carefully brushing her fur against the plants, she collected the water drops at the ends of her pelt, and prepared for probably the biggest lie she would ever tell.

A comforting nod from Nightheart and the park cats gave her a small boost of confidence, and she stepped out into the clearing.

A loud, deceivingly calm mew cut through the chatter of the other clans, silencing their discourse over Splashtail’s announcement. “Splashtail is no leader; he’s a murderer. He killed Reedtail, and he killed me too.”

The cats turned to look at whoever this cat was, interrupting their meeting- and see her, they did. Frostpaw’s white and gray fur shone like a second moon, dewdrops glittering like her namesake in her fur. To all the gathered clans, Frostpaw truly did look like a Starclan cat.

Now if any of you remember that one scene where Lion, Jay, and Holly all faked a sign with their kind of cousins, and then Starclan actually turned it into a real one? Yeah, that happens here.

Frostpaw’s dew freezes and actually glows like stars, and because all of starclan is one collective theater kid with a taste for the dramatic (and i just think it’d look cool, sue me), Frostpaw’s funky silly stitches are still there and shine like gold. Rule of cool or something, I don’t take criticism on this.

Here’s where it starts growing into Wind events, kind of.

Whether the clans actually believe her or not, Splashtail is pissed and isn’t about to let her ruin all his plans. So maybe he calls her bluff, and maybe his hold over Riverclan is already strong enough to convince them all to keep following him despite a ‘literal starclan cat’ claiming he murdered their deputy and a child.

She could still end up in Shadowclan, but something is different about her now. She walks with the confidence of a cat many, many times her age, and when others look at her, it’s almost like seeing double. That cat is fluffy, small Frostpaw, but that cat is also dark gray, with all the knowledge of starclan and leadership in his eyes.

Riverstar has pulled a retroactive Cinderpelt on Frostpaw.

Maybe she’s permanently a bit glittery and borderline ghosty now, or maybe its something she can turn off, or it only happens while Riverstar is, I don’t know, lending her his blessing. But she stalks the Riverclan borders during dawn and dusk, staring silently at the cats who refused to believe her, and at night, she finds ways to haunt Splashtail.

Those cold, frozen blue eyes watching him from the entrance to the leader’s den, her blood dripping down from a neck wound that should have long since healed.

General cryptid Frostpaw stuff. I think she deserves to be a little silly as the local Horrors. Starclan and the powers that be have done more for less, before. Probably. Okay maybe not but shhhh, let me have this.

[turtleplushi]

I haven't seen anybody post the full Riddle Chain yet (including Silas Birchtree) so here you go :)

I didn't find any of these codes myself by the way! I'm not sure who to credit for the rest of them, but I did get the Silas Birchtree code from @dismissivedestroyer (sorry for tagging you ^_^" if you don't want to be tagged let me know and i can edit the post). You can also get the answer using the code "STOD EHT TCENNOC"

(SPOILERS BELOW)

RIDDLE (would you like to play a game) > YES (what's Mcgucket's favorite soda?) > MOUNTAIN DONT (what's a medieval homonym?) > LYRE LIAR (the 20th ingredient of Anti-Cipherzing Tonic?) > HAROLDS RAMBLINGS (how is clown repellant made?) > UNION MADE (Bill's govt file number?) > 29121239168518 (who comes from Zimtrez 5?) > GREBLEY HEMBERDRECK (what's on Bill's flag?) > 3466554 (what leaves a thin line in the snow?) > TINSEL SNAKE (the 6th option on Bill's editing software?) > TORTURE MENTALLY (name an unpronouncable wizard) > XGQRTHX (where do Tri Angels come from?) > 333SUNDAPPLELANECOZYCREEKIL6071494611 (Bill Cipher's Lawyer?) > CAESARATBASHVIGNERE [or] MULTI LEVEL MARK (who defeated Silas Birchtree--?) > EMMALINE BUTTERNUBBINS (you've earned a treat! enter 'DISPENSE MY TREAT' to download) > DISPENSE MY TREAT

The 'treat' you get is under the cut

"BILL FILES DO NOT OPEN"

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[lunarin64art]

That feeling when he can't stand to see you that way, no matter what you do, no matter what you say😩😭💔

[baeshijima]

fic where you are the heir to the throne and argenti is your personal knight who can be a little... melodramatic at times, but you know he means well when he takes meticulous care in your appearance when you are to speak before your people or about to attend a ball ("everyone must be dazzled by your beauty, your highness!" ...is what he always responds with whenever you ask why he insists on doing it himself when there are maids for that very purpose), as well as his habit of presenting you a bouquet of roses he lovingly named after himself, always managing to replenish your batch just before they wither away ("there is nothing which match my beauty as these argenti roses do, and you deserve only the most loveliest and most beautiful of experiences, your highness!" ...is what he parades with an almost comical sparkle), or even during the times in which he is to escort you, only to dramatize your entrance with an embarrassing flair as he makes your presence known to those present and possibly the neighbouring kingdoms, too ("but everyone must behold your beauty and grace, your highness!" ...is what he preaches when you sputter and fluster at his theatrics, his genuine expression rendering you unable to refute him each and every time).

despite all this, he is a knight nonetheless. you're reminded of this each time an assassin clambers through your window in the dead of night, only to be rendered immobile when argenti takes care of them without a second thought and makes no haste in checking up on you (whenever such incidents occur, it is always you who has to calm him down, holding his hands and reassuring him you are safe all thanks to him), or in the moments where you watch him train, in awe of his battle prowess and find yourself lost in his broad strokes and effortless stance perfected over the years (he likes to flex and show off when catching your stare, though you find it amusing how quickly he flusters when you don't avert your gaze. he's rather cute in this sense).

while some of his antics may be a bit over the top, he is your chivalrous knight nonetheless — and you wouldn't have it any other way.

(though you would never tell him that, for you would never hear the end of it...)

[dukeofthomas]

Do you see my vision

[mint-is-here]

Tried doing lineless art in ibis paint. Not sure how well i did but i've edited this like 5 times already

[huntressofartemis001]

imagine you’re a crow and you’re living your crow life to the fullest, flying and collecting rocks and stuff until some random goth lady comes by and picks you up and now you gotta sit in a cage and watch as she makes her wee little witchy potions and you’re kinda rolling with it bc its nice until one day she decides she’s gonna terrorise some teenagers and makes a very big and complex wee big witchy potion and turns you into a human and now you have the full range of human emotions flooding you and also you gotta go out and seduce a ghost. like would that be fucked up or what

[emjayimpulses]

screams childe abyss touched childe intertwined with fate childe-

also b&w version cause i kinda fw it

[sneez]

fermain lord clancharlie, born c. 1680. notable for the thwarted conspiracy for his abduction as a child which emerged after the death of james ii in 1701. died 1707. [id in alt text]

[zarvasace]

Oh, questions about your new au, you say???

How did the chain come to be at this facility place? Did any of them know each other 'before'?

Thanks child XD

Mostly kidnappings, though sometimes they got duped by a fake event of some kind (e.g. Time went to a "job interview" and never came back.) They arrived in game release order—so Hyrule first, and Wild last, though Legend at least had been at a different one previously. Really I'm just going for maximum angst here

I haven't pinned down all the backstories yet, so I don't know if any of them knew each other before! That would be interesting, I can imagine it would get us some good stuff. Hmmm thinking thoughts.

Here's a snippet of a scene just after Time arrives:

Hyrule has become very good at making card castles. This current one is up to three levels. He picks up two more worn cards, specific ones that have small rips in similar spots, and balances them just perfectly against each other. He pulls his hands away and nods.  “I know a little bit of how, and a little bit of why, but not all of it,” Legend says. He picks an old, chipped glass out of a cupboard and takes it to the aluminum sink to fill it up with some water.  “At this point, I'll take anything,” the new guy responds from one of the few plastic chairs that doesn't have a leg cap missing. It doesn't wobble when he leans back.  He's older than Hyrule had expected, middle-aged with a few grays in his stubble, though he doesn't know why he'd expected someone younger. To hear Legend tell it, these people don't care about age. Hyrule doesn’t know how much of Legend’s information is colored by Legend’s resentment, but he thinks it's mostly accurate, anyway.  Legend turns around to lean against the cheap countertop and sips at it, still somewhat flushed from his exercise. He's supposed to get water from the filter, but he enjoys rebelling where he can. If he keeps this up, though, Hyrule suspects they might lose the sink altogether, or cups or something. Whatever. It isn't as if they use it much.  “Did you give blood sometime recently?” Legend asks.  “Last week,” the new guy answers.  “Then that’s how they found you. There's a tell in our blood that means we're able to take these changes. That's why we're all here.”  The new guy scowls. “And I'm going to assume that, due to the less-than-legal way I got here”—that’s a nice way of saying was kidnapped, Hyrule knows—“that we don't exactly have a release date?”  Legend finishes his glass and fills it up a second time. “We're here until they can't use us anymore.” “So until we die.” “Pretty much. And who knows what our life expectancy is now.” Hyrule glances over to see the new guy close his eyes as if he's trying very hard to keep himself from exploding. It wouldn't change anything if he did. Hyrule goes back to his card castle. He's about to finish the third layer, without any aids like books this time.  “So we’re looking for some kind of escape plan?” the new guy says.  Hyrule pulls his hands away gently from a completed third layer. “Our next one had better be very good. I don't like getting caught.” “You've tried before?” “Of course. Several times.” Hyrule remembers each with dwindling clarity as time goes on. He can't bring himself to stop trying, especially because Legend hasn't, but there really aren't a lot of ways out of here.  The new guy leans forward again to rest his forearms on the wobbly table. The wobble is why Hyrule is building his castle on the floor. “How long, exactly have you been here?”  Hyrule looks over at the out-of-date calendar propped up against the wall on the countertop and counts on his fingers. “Almost ten months.” The new guy looks startled. “Ten months?”  Legend and Hyrule exchange a look, and Legend puts down his glass after emptying it a third time. He sighs. “About five years total, myself. Not entirely here here, but definitely not out there.” “You're kidding.” The new guy shades his eyes with a hand.  “Afraid not, old man.”

[theaethernetconnection]

Watching season three of bridgerton like

giggles and kicks my feet gay ehhehehee

Polyamory!!! :3333

Uhoh a woman with passion swoons

[nmzuka]

been working on my design of Sinjin (he's a fucked up dude haha...)

also a quick bonus shippy pic (oops)

[lohstandfound]

so my madeline and chloe post from yesterday?

its on ao3 now. enjoy

[milkbreadtoast]

(OC) v quick siwons... drew that first one as a joke aldjskdjs korean military buzzcut... wanted to see if he's still recognizable even when bald... thanks to the mole it still retains a siwon essence i think🫣 this wouldnt be canon tho bc i dont think the story takes place in korea.... (in the dream the cast was pretty diverse so.. i think there'd be more freedom to set it in a us-inspired setting. like promare)

[moeblob]

Deacon loves two things: Ymber and digging himself a grave.

Fulj hates one thing: Deacon.

[captainadwen]

My mostly blind ff15 playthrough is off to a good start I think