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What if... Mira and Zoey did their duty
Another piece based on @lelitachay story
From bad to worse.
So this is based in the last chapter of søsken, a frozen fanfiction written by the amazin @lelitachay
Just wanted to draw something for @sm-baby 's au.
So i wanted to challenge myselft with a comic. This was inspired by the story søsken written by @lelitachay I just couldn't get this scene out of my head and well next thing i know i'm drawing this 😅. Anyway, hope you like it
Coffee Fix - DA!Verse
As we know, DA!Elsa has a slight coffee problem. Everyone around her has noticed, and wants to see things improve. But will their plan work, or make everything that much worse?
Elsa turned her keys in the lock and pushed the door open. She kicked her shoes off and deposited her heavy work bag on the floor near the coat closet, took a sip from her travel mug, and entered her apartment.
“Hey! I’m…” she trailed when, instead of finding just her sister sitting in the living room, she saw Anna, Kristoff, Tadashi, and Hiro occupying chairs and the couch. And they were all watching her every movement. “…home?”
“Hello, Elsa,” Anna greeted simply.
“Um…did something happen?” Elsa questioned in confusion. She noticed Sven was sitting next to Kristoff, and even most of the cats were present as well, scattered around on various pieces of furniture.
“Take a seat, Elsa,” Anna told her.
Elsa hesitantly made her way over to an empty armchair, not exactly a fan of the feeling them staring gave her. “Am I… in trouble for something?”
“Well, technically, no,” Anna said, “But we still want to talk with you.”
Elsa cast her gaze around them for a moment before realizing what this was. “An intervention?” she demanded, “For what?”
Anna pointed to the travel mug still in Elsa’s hands. “We need to talk about your coffee problem.”
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They drove in silence for several minutes and exited the town. Marshall's attention was on the Route at all times and he only looked at Elsa for a few seconds, when a right turn forced him to. They both were quiet people. It wasn't the first time they found themselves in his car driving in complete silence; but it was the first time Elsa felt the air so tense and the silence unnatural between them. What she liked about Marshall was how simple existing next to him was. It wasn't supposed to be the way it was at that moment
So i wanted to draw a scene while trying to figure how to draw these two on my style. Probably next time they will look better since this was for practice. The scene is from the fanfiction søsken written by the amazing @lelitachay I will probably try to draw more scenes in the future but for now here's olaf
Ok so i just finished reading the new chapter of @banyanas lenguage barrier au and i loved it so i made a quick drawing. Character designs by @vryfmi
Hello! I’ve just listened to the Clockmaker’s daughter for the first time (and LOVED IT, I don’t think I’ll ever recover from this) and I was wondering if it was possible for you to give a quick summary of the plot for me?? I got most of it from the album but there are a few things I’m a bit lost on!! No worries if not :) x
ok, so first of all, YAY! more Clockmaker’s Daughter fans!!!!! I’m obsessed with this musical, you don’t even know.
Second, i have reblogged the concert that’s on youtube a couple times, so if you want to watch that, you’ll find that a few posts ago. (it was unlisted so you couldn’t just search for it)
Third, i can’t write things ‘quick.’ I've already written a full-on wiki size synopsis for this, so sorry that it’s so long.
Spoilers under the cut!
Act 1
The story starts in the small Irish town of Spindlewood, where a tradition, takes place on the last night of winter, which has come again. No other tradition, practice, or old wives’ warning is so firmly adhered to as The Turning of the Key. The Storyteller begins to tell the story of how it came to be. (“The Turning of the Key”).
im still so excited that we got to the girls’ reunion in the latest chapter of the Moth mAnne fic, because it means MORE MOTH CAT INTERACTIONS 🤩
Marcy: 0_0
The killapillar: must protect my new adopted kitty :3
CHAPTER 6 IS OUT GO READ IT
https://archiveofourown.org/works/36281308/chapters/93263239
I had to draw a title page for this one, yall i’ve been pumped for this chapter, we’re moving past set-up and starting to get into the good stuff ;3c
have fuuuun~
@maldito-arbol this is for you, a reminder of everything Marcy went through (for now) in paint me in trust, i'll be your best friend and call me the one. Tw:blood
@thatonedorkthatdraws, you made a huge mistake with the latest Marcy and Core comic. I knew she was doing too well after everything that had happened to her. Now I offer you this angst drabble. I hope you enjoy.
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"Ah!!"
Marcy woke up not knowing where she was standing. Her head was spinning with an incredible headache and she was completely disoriented, god it felt like she had been hit by a truck.
When she stabilized a bit, she discovered her surroundings: she is no longer in her room, instead she is in a corridor of the castle, apparently near the throne room due to the luxurious decorations, there are several columns covered with purple curtains and the symbol of newtopia Marked in strong gold that shimmers in the light, there are also several priceless pottery and antiques. The castle had received a complete makeover and decoration once Andrias was no longer on the throne.
Looking out a nearby window she could glimpse that it's still night, "that explains why everything is so dark...wait I'm in the middle of a corridor, oh no it HAPPENED AGAIN".
As soon as she realized what had happened, she ran straight to her room, ignoring the strange looks that the guards on their night turn gave her "they're used to it" Marcy reminds herself, it's not the first time that they find her walking in the middle of the night, the problem, none of they really knows the cause and Marcy will never dare to tell them.
This time it seems that it was longer as she was quite far from her room, she had to take a couple of turns around corners and run through several corridors to get to the wooden door. Clearly her fitness took its toll, she felt like she had run a marathon, her legs aching, her head throbbing from lack of sleep and overwhelming whispers, her lungs trying to inhale as much air as possible making her heart beat faster, quickly carrying more oxygenated blood through her body.
Her room is just as she left it when she went to sleep, except for the fact that the door is open and the bed sheets are scattered on the floor. Without waiting any longer, she closed the door, making sure that no one saw her, and went straight to the mirror that was found on one side of the room and shot a sharp and withering look at her reflection, if anyone entered her room at this time and see Marcy's condition, would say she's crazy. She focused firmly and stubbornly on the mirror
"I know you can hear me"
The reflection changed, Marcy no longer had her pajamas, now she has a dark violet armor with a neck covered with soft fur that formed a kind of hood, a green skirt, two pairs of orange horns on her head, and seven orange eyes with yellow irises: three larger ones located where the human eyes normally are and one on the forehead, two pairs of smaller eyes are in between the three larger ones located almost in the hair. Three more pairs of eyes on the armor and her characteristic fingerless gloves but instead of blue they are now violet. The Core flashes an evil grin, almost looking amused.
"What's wrong little one, you don't like night walks?"
Marcy really wanted to throw the mirror across the room if it meant she didn't have to deal with this idiot, but it wasn't going to work.
"I won't let you have control, not again!"
The Core let out a laugh that sent shivers down Marcy's spine, "Seriously you're pathetic, I don't need you to give me control, sooner or later you'll break like a window with a rock thrown at it and no one will be able to defend the poor and sad Mar-Mar"
God it already started their unbearable routine
"I don't need to be defended, I have control over my body, you are no more than an annoying voice in my head and it is only a matter of time before you rot and get out of my life"
The Core sighed as it shook their head in denial "you know I can't understand how you are the smartest enough to be a worthy bearer of the gem of wit and at the same time you are so blind to what you have in front of you, which leads me to ask me if it is that you are so distracted or is there really something in your conscience that does not want you to perceive it"
Marcy could feel her hands trembling. What is The Core talking about? "What are you talking about?" It came out more of a hiss than Marcy would like.
"Tell me, Marcy, do you really think it's all zeros and ones? Or do you think there's something behind it?"
"..."
"fear, you're afraid"
Marcy felt the blood come out of her face "I'm not afraid of you"
"Not towards me, rather to what could happen if I repair to regain control, either by your will or by force, and achieve my goals"
"You won't be in control, I'll always be alert!!!" Marcy definitely wanted to throw her fist against the glass.
The Core cocks their head to the side "Always? If that's true, how come I managed to gain control over your body while you sleep, or when you have a mental breakdown from stress and my voice gets so loud you can't resist?"
Marcy squeezed her eyes shut and covered her ears with her hands as she turned her back to the mirror. She couldn't see it but she felt The Core change its form into one they thought was more terrifying. Marcy knows this form and the last thing she gives it at this point after dealing with it so much is fear.
The new form has a body similar to black ink whose shape became more irregular when it reached the ground, the face is a human form almost a replica of Marcy's, except for the amount of eyes and horns and now it is completely black like a black-hole , the hair now a metallic white and the fur from the hood now spreads down the back of the creature as if it were its own hair that grew naturally, on each side a robotic arm connected to the body with a thick orange cable and at the end sharp metal claws with a color more like a bluish-gray with the fingers a shade greener than the palm.
"SHUT UP SHUT UP!!! I'm sick of you and listening to you every hour of the day in my head!"
"Do you think I don't too? My purpose is not to wander through the mind of a girl who is too stubborn to realize my proposal"
"Yes, no. Your disgusting proposal to give you control so you can destroy all the worlds while I become nothing more than an annoying little voice in your head muffled by the rest of the voices inside you doesn't work for me, and will never do"
"So you prefer to suffer in silence and have to deal with me for the rest of your life?"
"It's better than being without friends"
"Those friends of yours again, mmmh" a maniacal smile forms on The Core's lips "what do you think their faces will look like when they find out I'm still here?"
Marcy turned around facing The Core face to face "They won't find out, I won't allow it"
"Remember Marcy you can't stay alert forever, even when you sleep you become vulnerable enough for me to take control and walk around the castle at ease. It doesn't matter the place, the time or what world you are in, I'll take it the moment I see an opportunity, you can't ignore me and keep me in your mind forever, until then..."
The figure disappears leaving Marcy contemplating her true reflection, the high moon lets in light through the window, today was Friday and tomorrow is Saturday Marcy reminds herself, she doesn't have to go to school on Earth which means she doesn't have to wake up early .
"If I fall asleep now The Core will take control" with that in mind she preferred to do an all-night, then she will deal with Olivia about not sleeping and why she has dark circles under her eyes but she have to do it to protect them from a threat that only she knows that still exists and is in the shadows waiting for the ideal moment. Marcy won't give it to it, she won't let it hurt anyone else.
Her mind tried to ignore the whispers of the voices of all those who ended up in The Core "if I give up I will be nothing more than another of those voices"
Without further ideas she threw herself on the bed and put her legs on her chest, her arms around her legs in a kind of hug to herself, she dropped her head on her knees, none of this serves to silence the unbearable voices but to Marcy It helps her to reflect "I don't want to end up like this, being a puppet controlled by a parasite that will destroy everything I care about and love" feeling a wave of adrenaline through her body she made a promise "I won't let that happen, never"
That night Marcy Wu did not go back to sleep
My god it took longer than i expected but it was completely worth it.
Anyways, this is the final result of the sketch i posted a few days ago, this is for now my favorite marcy/darcy draw that i've done.
Sneak peek of something i'm working on
Tried doing @the-chaotic-lesbian dtiys. I really like how this turned out, basically my first time drawing a violin. It was really fun to do it :D (click for better details)
a wild moth mAnne appeared. just a little fanart of @themissakat 's au moth mAnne, hope you like it :3