#yes a multiverse but different

[theramblingsofadork]

I just got hit with a new AU idea.

Think Sonic Generations, but it’s alternate realities clashing and colliding with each other.

Reality falling apart.

Characters meeting alternate versions of themselves as they’re randomly teleported from their realities to another one.

A battle hardened Tangle seeing Whisper for the first time since losing her and everyone else in the Restoration in her reality.

A Dr. Starline that never became evil, discovering his counterpart’s heinous deeds and being mistaken as him by a furious Surge and Kit.

Maria. Just how Shadow remembered her, but healthy.

And somehow, across the entirety of time and space, they all have to figure out how to work together to find the cause to and stop their worlds from melding before it’s too late.

JUST IMAGINE THE POSSIBILITIES. 👀

[7goodangel]

Here's some 'Quick! Gotta draw something before the end of the year!' sketches!

Mostly Ink since I was in an Aggie (Magma Studio in reality) and there were a TON of Inks there!

It was super fun to participate in... And hope to do more of these in the future!

[jack-daww]

I'm in love with infinity.

[meimeikyu]

entirely random, but what order were Horror, Dust, and Killer yoinked by the gods?

for yoinked by the gods im going with nightmare yoinking them for this!!! those 3 were also technically affected by other gods but,,, nightmare would be the primary god who i mean. literally did take them so-

the first was killer! nightmare was wandering about late at night some point after the 'incident' and found killer bleeding out in an alleyway. nightmare wasnt really intending on doing anything about it at first but well,,, nightmare saw something in them that felt too familiar...

the second was actually horror!!! horror was touched by a previous god before being 'yoinked' (i need a better word for this-) by nightmare, but nightmare is the god he is properly 'under'. nightmare discovered horror, being the only survivor of a cult town that attempted ahem. not great shit!!!. horror had somewhat escaped the town before but really had no where to go, so accepted nightmares invitation.

dust was third! nightmare actually had to track dust down somewhat. she discovered part of dusts 'story' and decided she wanted to find where he was being kept and free him from it, bringing him into nightmares group!!

i will go more into detail about their like,, stories n stuff if ppl r curious but ye!!!

[madbard]

In this multiverse, the Stars have been around for a very long time. Stories of their adventures have spread from world to world over the centuries, cloaked in legend and myth.

Ink and Dream are both immortal. Swap wasn’t. When he died in battle, Dream swore to never recruit another mortal to the Stars. It was too dangerous, and Dream couldn’t lose another friend. Ink had other ideas.

Carefully, exquisitely, Ink recreated his friend. Not exactly as he was - that wasn’t possible, and Ink didn’t want to take any risks with this creation. They wanted this to work. So instead, he created a young child. This child would be bold like their friend - clever, resilient and kind. With care, he would grow into a magnificent warrior.

Just before Ink finished drawing, he looked at his creation and hesitated. Was he really trying to copy Swap? It felt wrong, somehow, to make such an exact replica. So in those final moments, Ink carefully drew on the scars Swap would have borne if he had survived that final blow, then brought the child to life.

The child, affectionately nicknamed Blueberry, was brought to an Underswap universe where Swap had died. Hesitant, but ultimately grateful to have his brother back, Swap Papyrus raised him.

Now, Ink couldn’t be there all the time. After all, they had their own duties as the God of Creation (and he had an unfortunate tendency to forget Blueberry existed). But he did visit, and every time he did he told the child of his adventures through the multiverse, of Dream and a legendary hero named Swap. Blueberry idolized the Stars and grew up dreaming of the day he would finally join them. Every day, he trained and sparred, imagining that he was facing deadly enemies. One day, Blueberry knew he would defend entire worlds.

This image shows Blueberry at age 13, 15 years prior to the current events of the story. This is the year Error attacked his universe.

Theme Song:

[cuteniarose]

PART 5 of my incorrect quotes shenanigans featuring six of our newest OCs, which I am happy I kept forgetting to post because that means I now get to use them to hopefully brighten up @katkastrofa’s day a little ^–^

[msue0027]

Why couldn’t I get into something normal, or at least something with consistent canon? Now I am digging into depths of Whoniverse (and we all know the canon doesn’t exist (it is what you want it to be (a bit like Schrödinger’s canon: it both exists and does not, and a bit like a Young Experiment, different when observed, and in 3 places at the same time))); and I am studying Arthurian legends – where every source gives you different facts. And I’m trying to make sense out of it. And create for those universes. It’s fun. And the greatest torture.

[rainbowgod666]

There needs to be a game thats half minecraft, half BOTW, and half percy jackson, where you can make your own demigod like its a soulslike. One of the few images for it just has the title of the game, and a subtitle that says: "PERCY JACKSON NOW HAS A GUN/ oh god oh fuck - Zeus what the fuck did you do this time"

TLDR: percy deserves to gun down deities. Let him be the Kratos 2 he deserves to be.

[marinsawakening]

[Timmy Turner voice] I wish every Links Meet AU that uses Marin as a phantom to haunt and traumatize Link goes to hell no matter what

[unearthlyfromage]

What is Stan's relationship with demons from other dimensions(Kryptos, 8ball...). And can he accidentally end up in a t Realm of Nightmares in a parallel dimension?

Gonna answer all three of these here. In my version of the multiverse, there can only be one Bill per multiverse. View it like layers of an onion, or a lesbian with many jackets. At the center, there is a world. Around that world, is a multiverse that consists of different versions of that world. Within this layer, these worlds have Gods. But these Gods are not absolved of the theory of multiple instances. Surrounding THIS layer, is another layer, consisting of multiple multiverses. Within THIS layer is where there are multiple Gods deigning over multiple universes. Bill cannot meet another him. Nor can Stan meet another Bill. It's a layer of multiverse neither of them can perceive. Will exists somewhere else, in a different multiverse entirely. So does any other version of Bill, the Axolotl, etc. Each multiverse can only have one. There is only one Nightmare Realm. As for the first one, with Stans relationship in demons from other dimensions. It varies from henchman to henchman, but he views them all kind of like siblings. He is not romantically inclined to any of them, but he does have his favorites. He likes Kryptos more than he likes Hectorgon, etc. It's a matter of taste. Not that he's around them much, his duties take up quite a lot of his time.

[lulusoblue]

after hearing spoilers for Bayonetta 3 can we just start a new drama to get them to patch the ending because my queen. look how they massacred my queen.

[cissa-calls]

Countdown to Coven of Chaos: Day 365

So, to celebrate a year of Countdown to Coven of Chaos, I want to take the opportunity to branch out from the usual silly incorrect quotes. As someone who has both studied art history and art, I thought something longer form might be of interest:

A lot of my artwork uses references and inspiration from media I love, ie to help draw curtains angles, shapes and perspectives, or has a theme I root ideas in but quickly branch off into something entirely new. Most of the time unless you know what franchises and media I’m currently hyperfixating on - you won’t recognize those things in my art. Often times I have library of ideas and stills from movies, songs, books, comics, etc. that I catalog for later inspiration (distinction: NOT to copy). It’s a process I’m pretty familiar with, but not used to being questioned on. However I recently got that rare question when I was receiving critiques:

“Where are these images from?”

I sat there in horror, how much do I divulge? Do I just play it safe with the safe option of my imagination? That drawing in particular was something I had directly mashed together from scenes of MoM and Wandavision with a fair bit of personal liberty so it was transformed into something new. I decided to simply go with:

“Comics!”

And I got the response that, though that was okay, it was something I should keep to myself. Other more esteemed artists would look down at my work if they knew that I took inspiration from comic books. And honestly, that’s really stuck with me. I may be biased since one day I would love to illustrate comics and think the early drawing of Stan Lee are timeless and beautiful, but that comment felt like a sting. Comic books in general have always been regarded as low brow art, but after the work of the 70s Pop Art movement, you would think that these styles would have a more positive reputation after widespread popularity.

I still have a lot to learn about art still, but as an active consumer of comic books and art history…I have to ask: how different are comic books than religious paintings? Though the subject matter is extremely different, paintings during the Renaissance (and before) were used as methods of storytelling in religious institutions for the masses. Hundreds of years later, the stories are different, but the sentiment is the same. Combining art with narrative to convey a story. And though comics now can sometimes cost an arm and a leg, they were once forms of inexpensive entertainment for the average or lower class. Similar to the religious paintings of Renaissance Europe, it was a method of consuming narratives through art regardless of status. It feels a bit strange, and rude, to regard one form of art as lesser than another simply because it didn’t gain popularity with high paying patrons of museums and institutions.

So, I’ll keep reading comics and I'll keep eagerly awaiting the release of Coven of Chaos to see how the set, costumes, and editing comes together to form some beautiful scenes that may inspire some art…and I’ll keep believing that storytelling, in any form, deserves recognition.

Happy 1st birthday to the Countdown for House of Harkness, now known as Coven of Chaos. Thanks to everyone who enjoys each day, cheers

[maddisandy]

having to inform friends when that realization hits that something is developing into a special interest

[mushroom-for-art]

I should be writing shadow au oops, I'm sorry I am working on it slowly but these guys possessed me I wanted Syn to menace May and them chat about aus my brain is bouncing around XD enjoy! (Syn belongs to @seasidemew)

More multiverse shenanigans

May should've been working. May HAD been working, until the larger mewtwo decided to descend upon her. She could feel the warmth of his chest on her back as he leant over and into her body, arms wrapped around her his tail lightly hitting the floor as he purred quietly.

"Can I help you Syn?" She asked slightly amused by this sudden affection but also it was rather inconvenient.

"Mm…" He hummed softly, "No, I'm just glad you're so small and cuddly here." She sighed softly, feeling him give her a little squeeze like she was some plush teddiursa.

"Which world did you find out about then? Perfect or Poached?" She asked simply already aware of the many vast variations of herself and knowing those were the most recent and the only ones so far that played with her height. His tail stopped lightly thumping.

"What's poached.." She could tell by his tone he didn't know what it was and felt a bit of panic settle in.

"...oh you know..like with eggs…" May deflected keeping her eyes on the very interesting tiles on the floor.

"May. What happens in Poached." Syns arms shifted subtly to more restrain her preventing her from trying to duck or wiggle away but still remaining quite cuddly. She made a bit of a whine bringing a hand to cover her mouth as she mumbled.

"Ikindamaybegetcaughtinadarkball," she mumbles unintelligibly into her palm, his weight leans down more into her making her exhale softly in an oof.

"Careful big fella I can't support your whole weight!"

"Well I can't hear you when you're mumbling so I gotta lean closer," more of his weight presses down and she makes a slightly panicked 'ack' in response to his antics as he simply chuckled.

"Who the hell let you watch lilo and stitch alright give give a bit I can't talk like this," his weight lessens on her back as she sighs exaggeratedly before awkwardly fiddling with her hands.

"I get caught by poachers, caught in a dark ball..hence the name.."

"A, dark ball?" She audibly sucked air through her teeth at his question, hesitating on telling him.

"it's uh..type of pokeball poachers use…Darkness says the technology used is quite impressive actually, has a similar function to a master ball can capture any Pokemon instantly," she felt his weight shift, "hey I'm getting there!"

"You're stalling," His voice was a playful singsong.

"I know I'm stalling!" She emptily shouted back, "it's, not fun to talk about," her voice awkwardly quietened and she felt his weight lessen and heard a soft apology, she sighed, "the dark ball…it can enhance a pokemons original ability bringing it to it's highest possible level augmenting them to be even better than they were originally.."

"Why would that make you bigger?"

"Because I'm, not," she struggled for words, "apparently I have potential and I was meant to be tall and powerful and the dark ball artificial unlocks and forces that version of me into my most powerful state.." She didn't want to talk about the how it did that though. She felt him gently squeezing her body again but more as a hug.

He hung his head down a little besides her eyes screwed tight and she gently put her hand to his head rubbing the side of it comfortingly as he experienced new memories from across the multiverse.

"You're, yea, I see it, you're brutal.." He mumbles a bit as the new memory of the fighting ring enters her head.

"I guess so…guess being forced to max level does that..sorry about knocking you about so much." Memories of a fight began to form in both their heads as the new world grew and they became aware of it.

"Oh it's fine, it's kinda hot actually you're efficient," He chuckles, lifting his head up a bit to smirk at her playfully moving to gently bonk his head against hers to which she made a mock 'ow'.

"How come you hesitate on landing the match ending blow?" He furrows his brows at his memory.

"Because I don't want to hurt another mewtwo, not really, guess seeing your bloody bruised face was enough to get past the dark balls influence. Must have a thing for bloodied up pretty boys. Well gives you enough time to strike and then kick my ass." She laughed softly as he guiltily chuckled.

"Yeah I'm sorry, I really saw an opportunity and took it."

"Hey we were in a fight, i'd rather you won especially with your history." He hums above her gently squeezing her again.

"You, escape all that right? I don't recall seeing you again."

"Yea, I get out.. Thanks for asking, nice to know you care." He chuckled softly.

"I can care a bit!" She laughed a squeal as he squeezed her again, picking her up a bit before putting her down as he sighed softly in guilt, "I, actually learnt about the other one, Perfect was it? I'm, sorry for how I act there..I hear you saying you don't want to fight. I can see you dodging and avoiding fighting back and." He signed again, "all I can think about is how good it'll feel and how loud the audience will cheer when I take down such a big powerful opponent." She felt him squeeze her in guilt and moved her hand again to carefully hold the side of his face.

"Hey..its okay I get it I understand why, maybe I don't understand there at first but here I understand and I've hit you pretty hard and brutally before myself, I can't hold a grudge."

"You always fight like that to protect others or as a last ditch self preservation thing, it's not the same."

"What would've happened had you lost?" He went quiet in thought, turning his head away at the new suggested memories of losing and the fall out of it.

May was quiet as her hand moved once more to hold his face as he pressed into her touch knowing without him having to say that it would've been bad and although he did it for himself there was also a level of survival to it. She felt him purr softly against her hand.

"Feeling better now huh?" He hummed softly against her, "can I get back to work now ya great lug? I can feel something hard and pointy jabbing into me and I hope its that crystal." He howled an abrupt startled laugh at her joke moving instead to scoop her up into his arms ignoring her protesting.

"Oh no I think I'm going to steal you away for myself for a bit actually," He turned his head towards the general direction of the kitchen, "I'm stealing May for a bit, deal with it!" before turning to carry her out the restaurant leaving the owner quite confused.

"You put me down, this is kidnapping!" She couldn't hide the excited giggling in her tone as he carried her away.

"I just figured we should get some privacy if I'm gonna jab you with something hard and pointy." She squeal laughed into her hands as he carried her away kicking her feet in too much energy as his tail wagged behind him chuckling at her joy.

[dementedspeedster]

deb vc; i recommend anyone that's not a hero. really why do you keep dating heroes? like not even /cool/ heroes

Accepting || Recommend romantic candidates for my muses and see their reaction! Or question my muse's taste. @legacychosen Heroes referenced: @volucerrubidus (Tim Drake) & @beyondiism-blog (Terry McGinnis) Verses: V: Do the Bad Thing & V: The Schway and the Shirt Stealer

Standing before Deb is not one, but two Thad Thawnes, and neither looks pleased by Deb's comment about their respective partner.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa there." The older of the two Thad's pipes up first. This one dressed in their civilian clothes and seemingly pulled from their universe into this one, "Excuse you. How is dating someone who was the Batman of the Future, not cool?"

Thad, the Thad from this universe who was still dressed in his costume, shoots the other a quirk of the brow at hearing that there was a version of himself dating a...future Batman. That was...interesting. Hopefully this didn't actually say anything about him as a person other than he seemed to have a thing for people with dark hair. The jury wasn't out on whether 'heroes' was another qualifier he had to add to the list.

"And...okay. I admit Tim doesn't seem cool at first, but he is. Sure he's a bit of a nerd and dork, but that's what makes him cool. He's always genuinely himself and is an amazing and talented person. Plus you'd know he wasn't such a bad person if you tried to get to know him. C'mon," He nudges her shoulder, "For me?"

"And look I don't know if heroes are exactly my thing given my limited track record with dating, but It's not as if anything's gone wrong so far, Deb. Despite our history and with a bit of work, Tim's been good to me. I don't think there's anything exactly wrong with my dating a hero. Certainly isn't anyone's business if I just happen to date one. I can't help that there was just something between us." His eyes avoid Deb at that last statement. He was not going to admit it was because Tim was a hero.

"Uh-huh." Thad rolls his eyes and lets out an audible scoff that earns him a glare from the younger Inertia. He saw right through his other self.

"Look. As much as I hate to agree with the Inertia who thinks it's a good idea to date one of Bart's best friends. As if that's not going to blow up in your face." And also earns him a heated glared from the other Inertia.

"He is right. Chemistry just happens and in both of our instances it just happened to be with a hero." That surely wasn't his biases talk there. No, not at all. (It was.) "Anyway. In my case, Terry was the one who came after me. He was persistent and we had already had a friendship. And after I said 'yes,' it just all worked out. He's good to me. He's always good to me. He's sweet, and kind, and he cares. I was skeptical about our relationship, but we just clicked. And given my life" He pauses for a second before he nudges Deb's shoulder with his own, "Annnnd let's be real here. Isn't it a bit fun when everyone keeps telling you not to do something? Maybe you should try dating a hero, hm? At least don't knock it until you try it." He snickers.

Inertia rolls his eyes at his other self's statement and turns his attention back to Deb, "Anyway, I guess what we're getting at is that we can't help who we have chemistry with. Just so happened that across universes that Thad Thawne has fallen for a hero twice." He shrugs as if it's not big deal, "It's not exactly a pattern we've got going here. Just a coincidence. No big deal. So don't worry about it."

[bxdbxdboy]