Wait, This Is A Idea I Just Got, But, What If... Layton And Wright As Wanda And Vision?

wait, this is a idea i just got, but, what if... Layton and Wright as Wanda and Vision?

(sorry for the delay i forgot about the asks!! part II) Well, I didn't watch wandavision and only remember these characters a little from the movies... But I'm curious about your thoughts on this, from the little I know from the show it seems like it would make for a cool au! Who would be Wanda and who would be Vision?

Hi here’s a very self-indulgent Unleashed AU where everything is the same except Silver is there for Sonilver reasons (down here are close-ups for better visualization)

Hello! I wanted to ask you if I could use some of your art for an edit 👈👉 (giving you credits, of course)

Sure thing!! And if you do please tag me, i'd love to see it :D

I’ve just had an epiphany.

Professor Hershel Layton is short.

That is all.

thing is, I think he's actually tall in his own series (at least, he seems taller than most of the characters) but when in aceattorneyland he's suddenly super short compared to the normal-anime-sized characters and I find that beautiful

The final battle for oot is awesome, so here is a drawing I always wanted to make, and finally did.  -x- A batalha final de oot é perfeita, então aqui tá um desenho que eu sempre quis fazer, e finalmente consegui.

Ýo this is such a cool take!!

So I got bored, and random inspiration hit me, so here’s this fic I made for @felis-rach ‘s Mario AU. Please enjoy! Also, if I missed any trigger warnings, please let me know.

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There have been countless rumours about the destroyed Kingdoms that scatter the planet. Some say that they are the results of infighting in the royal families that ripped them apart, and destroyed their lands. Some claim to be divine retribution for us forgetting the Old Gods that cared for us millenia ago. And some of them had created the folktale of the Nightmare King. A boogeyman who comes when the skies are dark, and devours the dreams of naughty children, and of evil souls, leaving them empty and doomed to an early end.

Of course, these are all ideas that people put forward to explain something we will, sadly, never truly understand what happened. I, however, don’t spread these crazed rumours. I only tell the truth. And the truth that I had witnessed, unlike all others in this world, is that he isn’t a scary story to keep kids and adults in check. The Nightmare King is real, and I saw him with my own two eyes. And he is the reason why I now live in exile; why the kingdom I was born to rule, the Mushroom Kingdom, now sleeps in an eternal nightmare.

I was twelve when this happened. I can remember exactly what happened, even after twenty years since he arrived. I woke up in the middle of the night to a strange sound. I was about to dismiss it when I caught the scent of smoke. My Mother came to my room, covered in burns from the fire starting on the other side of the castle, and said to me, “Listen to me, Peach. We have to get out of the castle, and run as far away from here as possible.” She brought me to the window, breaking it open. The sound she made was something like a struggle to not scream in pain. It was a rather far drop, and it hurt like hell when I hit the water below my window. But we swam up to the surface, and climbed out of the cold water.

Toadsworth rushed over to me, and wrapped me in a blanket, sobbing about how scared he was for me. “Young Princess!” he began. “I feared the worst! I thought you were still in there with your father! Your Majesty,” he said, turning to Mom. “What on earth was that thing? It was nothing I’ve ever seen before!” Now, Toadsworth had seen a lot of things before he was my caretaker. Even after he took up the job, no day was the same. One day, I’d climb a tree to grab an apple, and the next, I’d be reprimanded for sneaking out to go stargazing with a few friends of mine. So even as a kid, I knew that this thing was weird.

“I don’t know what that was either, old friend. But you must leave here as fast as possible. Understand?” She looked to me, and kissed me on my forehead. She never really did that unless she was scared. “I will be back. I will find you, just as soon as I find your father.” She charged into the fire shortly after. That was the last time I had ever seen my Mom. I, being the naive little girl that I was, broke away from Toadsworth, and followed her. I don’t know what happened to her after I lost her in the smoke. Sometimes, I like to imagine her and Dad living somewhere nice and warm, happy, yet missing me, and the lives they left behind. But looking back at the memory as often as I do, I doubt they escaped the castle that night.

I called out to Mom and Dad, barely able to hear my own voice over the cackling fire. I ran towards a figure I saw in the smoke, thinking it to be my Father. I was wrong. It wasn’t my Dad… It was that… thing. The only way I can describe him is as a vampire. Not the ones that drink blood, and the types you should aspire to date. No, those don’t exist, and honestly, thank god. This guy was tall, pretty skinny, and wore a lot of black and purple. A beast of the night.

I stumbled away from him, probably about three seconds from passing out from the terror of seeing that thing in my burning home, when Dad sprinted out of the smoke, and attacking the beast. It sort of vanished into the ash and dust when he cut it with the dagger. Dad stumbled over to me- he was bleeding a bit, but it didn’t look too serious -and he said, “Peach, what are you doing? Get back outside! You’ll be safer there! We will find you!” Pops was always stricter and a bit meaner than Ma, so I nodded my head, and did as he told me to.

I heard Dad calling out for Mom, but when I turned back to look at him, the Nightmare King was standing right there. His claws dug deep into my arm, and Toadsworth later said that I was lucky I survived. It apparently cut open a major artery, and I would’ve bled to death if he didn’t heal it after I found my way out of the flames. I don’t know why he just stared at me when I fell to the ground. Maybe he felt bad for me? Was he waiting for me to bleed out? I hope I never get the chance to ask him. He just stared at me, and watched silently as I stood up and ran away.

When I got out, Toadsworth picked me up, holding my injured arm tightly, and ran away. He ran through the town, down the roads, and wouldn’t stop, even when I pointed out where some of my friends lived. I watched as the fire spread to the town by the castle, screaming out in terror when the building collapsed. Toadsworth and I waited at a secluded village in the northwest of the Kingdom for days, waiting for Mom and Dad to arrive. As you know, they never did. Instead of waiting for them for the rest of our lives, we moved even further north, immigrating to the Koopa Kingdom. I do remember that Pa wasn’t too fond of the rulers, but I got along with Bowser and Kamek pretty well.

I’ve lived in Roseway for twenty one years as a Priestess of the Stars. I figured that they could answer any questions I had about what happened that night. They gave me a purpose to keep going when I found myself the exiled Princess of a destroyed Kingdom. And the stars comforted me when Toadsworth passed away two years ago. But the nights have been growing more and more dangerous. I can’t spend hours gazing at the stars, or watching the snow gracefully fall. I’m trapped inside my home, left to my thoughts and to my prayers.

My Dad said that when there is hope, there is a chance. So when I heard that a pair of effective and powerful Monster Hunters was travelling to the Koopa Kingdom, I got very excited for a handful of reasons. They could help us with the monster attacks, for one. For the second reason I pray they’ll wander here is because of those rumours about what laid waste to my home all those years ago.

People here in Roseway have been falling ill with something we’ve started calling Dreamer’s Decay. It’s a pretty nasty sickness, and it’s a very sad thing to see occur. When someone catches Dreamer’s Decay, they stop responding to anything, they almost stop breathing, and they’re very cold to the touch. We aren’t sure about what happens to them after that, but it appears that they suffer through nightmares unlike anything we can imagine. The victim sadly passes away within a few days from the stress, and there seems to be no cure.

I remember my father talking about something like this happening across the country, maybe a few weeks before our lives changed forever. So it must mean that the Nightmare King isn’t just real. He’s devouring our dreams, and killing us. That beast is plotting something, and I’m the only one that has any clue as to what he’s doing. He is undoubtedly planning to destroy the Koopa Kingdom. And I can’t fight back; I don’t even know where he’s hiding. Bowser isn’t responding to any of my calls, and Junior was sent here, because, and I quote, “Papa is sick, and he needs his space”. With everything going on, Bowser is either dying of Dreamer’s Decay, or he’s been cursed. Either way, I’m growing more and more anxious by the minute. Those two Monster Hunters… those twins. They have to come here, and soon. I can’t go through something like that again.