#*AU tag pending*

[crimsononiarataki-archive]

@cpirits -Plotted Starter for Gorou-

The Oni would hold his arm out, stopping his Gang from stepping any closer, the Yokai mumbling something to Shinobu who would merely nod. He'd draw his claymore and hold it in one hand as he moved toward the scent he'd caught. What he'd done was essentially stop his Gang from moving forward, toward someone, or perhaps, something that was injured. The scent of blood was still fresh.

He'd continue moving, gripping his weapon as he did so, after all, there was still something of a war going on in Inazuma, and he wasn't willing to get caught in the crossfire. Sure, he'd helped the Rebellion in the past, but the only high ranking official who knew of his involvement with the tactics that had saved hundreds of lives, was Lady Sangonomiya. As his eyes settled on the smaller frame of General Gorou, he'd dismiss his claymore before kneeling next to the smaller male.

"Doggy General? Hey, can ya hear me?"

The scent of the other male's blood hit him, but rather than merely acting on what he could tell, the larger male would pull a medkit from his pocket and set about cleaning the other male's wound. It wasn't too big of an injury but the scent of his blood would likely draw people toward him that he'd not want to deal with.

"Sorry if it stings but this'll stop the bleedin'."

His voice was uncharacteristically quiet, should Gorou still be coherent enough, despite his loss of blood, he'd know that the Oni was intentionally being as such. After a short while, the larger male would wrap a clean bandage around the wound before placing a large, clawed hand atop the smaller male's head before ruffling his hair.

"If ya need a place to lay low for a while my Gang and I have a camp nearby."

[swiftviolets]

in july of 1969 andy married lori just weeks after proposing. the small ceremony consisted of just lori's closest friend, sylvie, and andy's bandmates.

[houndfaker]

ok important question for those of you that have been following the swap au so far

[transblitzo]

been nursing the au idea in my head of like...when lilith leaves (presuming shes rhe one who owns alastors soul) she sends him to take care of charlie to make sure she doesnt do dumb shit however she is depressed and miserable as a teen so he cant do his jolly fuck powergrabs as easily

[no ship tags please! thank u]

[dualitytransformation]

AU where Jekyll is trying to get rid of Hyde, so he concocts a potion that he THINKS will do the trick. And it does — after immense pain for both of them, their body is no longer being shared — BUT HYDE IS SUDDENLY A FULLY SEPARATE BEING IN HIS VERY OWN BODY, STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF JEKYLL!!!

[murder-popsicle]

@bokketo (that Stevie-in-the-future AU we plotted)

Remember who you are.

That was what Steve had said as he'd held the Cosmic Cube up in front of her, its blue glow pulsing and blindingly bright. He'd said it as if he believed it, as if remembering who she was would fix everything that had been so irreparably broken over the past seventy years.

Bucky didn't even know how Steve had come to be in the present day, looking hardly a day or two older than he'd looked when she'd said goodbye to him in Brooklyn in 1943. Half of her didn't even believe he was real. He'd died in 1943, died liberating Bucky and her fellow soldiers from the Red Skull's factory. Bucky had fought a war to avenge him, had walked into the darkest of places and fallen deep into darkest parts of herself, just to stop Hitler and HYDRA and all the evil Steve would have fought if he'd been alive to do it. Then she'd fallen for real, and died, and then been brought back -- losing herself in the process, letting Karpov and Zola forge her into a monster.

She'd done terrible things as the Winter Soldier. Was remembering who she was supposed to erase that somehow? That was why she'd used the Cube's power to flee. She couldn't face Steve -- if it even really was Steve -- couldn't let him see what she'd turned into.

Instead, she'd thrown herself into a new mission: Burning HYDRA to ash from the inside out. As far as Alexander Pierce knew, the Winter Soldier had been killed by SHIELD operatives while on a mission to steal the Cosmic Cube from SHIELD's custody. As long as Bucky struck silently and eliminated all witnesses, Pierce would have no idea who was destroying his bases and killing his agents.

Steve probably wouldn't approve, but there was too much anger in Bucky for her to care.

[wrxthfulguard]

W.I.P AU: Reincarnation AU

In this AU, Don discovers something he didn’t want to learn: He is the reincarnation of Adam and Eve’s son: Cain.

At some point in unwritten/hidden history, Don learns that the curse and mark inflicted onto Cain has been removed, and thus Cain dies by having his own house in the first city named after his son collapse onto him.

Cain is reincarnated by a mysterious force, being told that the afterlife will be doomed to a apocalypse unless a certain requirement is met to prevent it.

That requirement? The Princess of Hell’s hotel is successful in not only redeeming sinners, but also changing the norms between Hell and Heaven.

History states that Cain was reincarnated, but it is unknown who his reincarnation is... Until now.

Cain is a Child of Isu, a Hidden One... Those Who Came Before.

And his reincarnation... Is Don himself.

Cain’s mission... Is vengeance... To kill his father, Adam for creating Abel and causing his downfall with his rage-induced murder of his brother.

(Note: This AU uses lore from the A/ssassin’s C/reed series)

[14dayswithyou]

Please give [REDACTED] a kiss for me!! <3

So the emo is ISTJ... but what's N? I must know what the (lack of) trauma did to them!! /nf

✦゜ANSWERED: Emo boy is ISTJ, anime boy is INFP, and alphabet boy is INFJ!!!

They're still very introverted and reserved, though N doesn't mind socialising and hanging out with others in public spaces — so long as his friends (and spouse) are nearby :3

[irradiatedsnakes]

by the way a bit more of the dialtown halloween/monster au: kobold roger. and also dragon peter

[shares-a-vest]

Prompt: Roommates (Discord Drabble)

Tilting his miniature towards the desk lamp he has perched on the edge of the dining table, Eddie licks his lips, readying himself for the final touches.

The knight – who he has shamelessly painted to resemble Steve – still needs his boyfriend's gorgeous peppering of moles and freckles, a detail left to the last and to be used with his teeniest, tiniest brush.

Eddie raises the brush and shifts forward onto the edge of his seat for good measure.

He'll start on Ste – The Knight's neck first.

He adjusts his fingers on the brush, determined to keep a steady hand as he moves to place a delicate speck right –

"Touchdown!"

Eddie shrieks as a smear of dark brown paints straight across the Knight's neck as Steve, Robin and Vickie cheer and scream over on the couch.

"Woohoo!" Steve bellows and Eddie looks up, glaring as his boyfriend takes a hearty swig of his beer.

Meanwhile, Robin throws popcorn up in the air in celebration. She cranes her neck to catch it in her mouth, but Vickie dives for it, spilling the bowl of popcorn onto the rug with god knows what else. Crunchy candy, Robin's fruity cider, Steve's sticky chicken wings – take your fucking pick!

Eddie hangs his head.

And everyone said he'd be the messy and loud roommate.

[syncstones]

Ancients your metals and dooms your yaoi all in one go

[swiftviolets]

sometimes you just have to bust a move to an album your dad made 6 years ago

[raynecloud06]

Vague idea I have for a Project SEKAI AU; Mizuki Akiyama and Tsukasa Tenma as infamous phantom thieves, who are often used as the subjects of renowned painter Ena Shinonome's work.

[dutifulsilence]

He remembers this same dance over a hundred years ago for him - last time, he'd been forced into the spotlight with the Princess, honored among the Champions, with those hand-woven blues designating their positions as the heroes who would save Hyrule from the Calamity. He remembered dancing with Mipha, with Princess Zelda, and even with Urbosa, who taught him one of the dances popular with the Gerudo.

This time, he'd forgone the Champion's tunic, avoided the spotlight. Knowing what he knew, after waking up in the past he'd failed once, he couldn't bear the celebration for those who would be dead in weeks if he couldn't make it right.

He only attended at the Princess' insistence. Duty bound as her knight, he couldn't tell her no. Though he'd found he was grateful for her near-order to attend, because he had been trying to find a way to talk to Sheik since he'd first found the other man in this time.

Why was Sheik there, in the past? How could he be there, in the days before the Calamity? Had he always been there? Link had so many questions, each one breaking his heart more than the last. If Sheik had always been there, why hadn't he remembered him? Why had his Sheik, the man he'd fallen in love with after the Calamity's long-delayed defeat, never told him?

These questions had been haunting Link every time he'd seen Sheik, watched the young Sheikah slip away, avoiding him.

They still buzzed in the back of his head as he led Sheik in the slow, awkward dance that he'd all but dragged the other man into now. Awkward, but more important to him than any steps on his foot. Even if Sheik had no idea about what they would be to each other in the future, Link wanted to lay the groundwork - he didn't want to wait a hundred years again to be with Sheik.

"I don't think you're that bad of a dancer," he told him. Had they been among the crowd, he was sure his voice would be too soft, but here, close to the open doors that led to the balconies, it should be enough for Sheik to hear him. "Not as graceful as you are with a harp, but not bad."

▴ — @dutifulsilence ;; Sheik & Link. ❰❰ DANCE ❱❱ Timeline: Hey remember that plot you threw at the dash and I absolutely consumed like a starving woman? Yeah that. AKA: Link relieves the previous 100 years to save his friends and apparently his Ancient Boyfriend.

   Sheik is not the type of person to dance. He knows, at the very least how to waltz, but he isn’t good at even that so he doesn’t dance. At these grand, Royal dances, where he’s forced to attend by Impa? He tries to push himself into the darkest corner and pretend that he’s one of those shadows that their tribe was named for. A task that isn’t very easy in the brightly lit room that was intended to draw attention to the Princess of Hyrule and the brilliant blue dress that she was wearing. Blue to match the Champions. 

   Like a certain Champion that Sheik was avoiding heavily. 

   He doesn’t know Link, the most he knows of the Hylian Champion is what everyone else says. Common gossip thrown around and just basic observations. He’s an incredible person, dedicated, kind, stubborn and sometimes reckless. He’s also trying very hard to be everywhere at once and help his friends. It’s admirable. However, Sheik was not one of his friends. So why, why then, did he keep looking at Sheik like he had somehow wronged him? You can’t wrong someone you don’t know, but the Hylian’s face constantly screamed of regret and upset. 

   So to combat that, Sheik had just decided to avoid him entirely. It worked, clearly, since the man didn’t seem all that interested in talking to Sheik. Or–anyone actually. The silent knight they called him. It sounds like such a cruel title, Sheik finds he doesn’t like it. And this is coming from someone who barely talks to anyone himself. 

   His fingers twist into the fabric of the Sheikah uniform he had on, the beige color of the jacket warming him against the cold of the Grand Ballroom they were in. He shifts against the wall a bit and then sweeps his gaze across the room. The Princess was dancing with her father, a rather nice change from the tense relationship they had. It’s probably just an obligation, something they both have to do, but it’s nice. His gaze moves from them and accidentally connects with the very blue eyes of the Hylian Champion. 

   Unable to fight the reaction he tenses a bit and quickly averts his gaze, trying to brush off the looks the man was giving him. But it’s too late, he’s already making his way across the room and Sheik really wishes he could just melt into the shadows. He makes his way up to him finally, the clothes of the Royal Guards uniform fitting his body in such–interesting ways. Nice. He looks very nice. Sheik tries to crush those thoughts. He’s attractive looking. 

   He has to drag his gaze back quickly over to him because the man begins signing and Sheik struggles with following the movements if they’re too quick. For some reason, he seems to know this, because he pauses to let Sheik process the words. No one should know that. Not so easily. Or even the fact he can read Hylian Sign Language. It’s not exactly common to just learn. Sheik had out of simple curiosity, because of some dreams he had.

   ❰❰ Sheik, dance with me? ❱❱

   He can sign his name, why can he do that? Why does he have a name for Sheik in sign language? 

   “I don’t–” a press of his lips. “I don’t really dance–” the other’s face falls, looks upset, looks hurt and he just–why does it bother him? It shouldn’t matter. He shouldn’t care. So what if he’s upset? And yet, his heart is clenching in his chest, and it’s painful. It’s so very painful and he’s upset. He doesn’t want to hurt Link, he doesn’t want to upset him, he doesn’t want it to be bothering him. He doesn’t want to see that expression on his face. 

   A breath, he swallows tightly and curses himself in Sheikah before pushing off of the wall. He takes a step closer toward Link and holds his hand out. Surprise flickers across the other’s face, like he had really expected Sheik to leave it at that and tell him off. Then, slowly, a smile spreads on his face and Sheik’s hand is taken hold of instead. Without a bit of hesitation he yanks Sheik across the Ballroom, finding a place that wasn’t too crowded and they’d have room to move. He had looked for that too, he had searched with his gaze for a spot with less people. 

   Did he know crowds bothered Sheik? Why? 

   He doesn’t get a chance to consider that too much, because the man was spinning around in front of Sheik and moving his hands to place them properly on his body. He takes the role of the lead, since Sheik had seemed so uncomfortable, and then waits for him to get a proper hold on Link’s body. It’s a bit awkward, touching him honestly, after avoiding him for as long as possible. But once he does have his hands on Link in a way that the other deemed correct, he takes the first move and tries to guide Sheik along. 

   It is awkward, Sheik’s too tense, and he only gets worse the closer the man moves to him. He tries to fight down the feeling, to loosen up, but Link’s face is so very close and so very concentrated that he keeps finding himself getting distracted. The gentle look on the other’s face, the contemplative thought, the press of his lips–it’s very distracting and Sheik hates how much it does distract him. 

   Then his gaze flickers over, bright blue’s taking in Sheik’s own expression and there is a knowing look that fills that gaze that just sets him on fire in embarrassment. He stumbles a bit, steps on Link and that blush only gets worse. Yet, all he saw on Link’s face was gentle amusement. Like this makes him happy.

[howlsofbloodhounds]

Self-projecting; Killer starts wearing a safety pin as part of his necklaces. Epic is quiet the first time he notices it. Later he requests Killer for a bladed choker for himself

I wasn’t sure what you meant exactly by that, but when I looked it up, these came up. So im assuming you mean the promise not to kill one’s self and the one for a symbol of a struggle with depression and mental health, in which case

These two are interesting cases to explore with the idea of death in general i think. Especially how Killers conditioning/Stages affect his views.

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

HOME SWEET HOME UPDATE

Nearing the one year anniversary of the TMC Home Sweet Home au, me and rufus have put a lot of work into making the au unique, trying new things with the TMC series that border on it being a nearly completely different thing entirely. However due to recent events, the au, as it is, will no longer continue.

However. the thing about Homes is that they never truly. go away. they change shape and location, but She'll always be there for you.

From now on Home Sweet Home will be a standalone, original universe project, disconnected from TMC as a whole.

This means however, that we will be basically starting from the ground up, using the bases the TMC cast gave us and creating new characters with new names, designs, and tweaked personalities. this will mean that the entire series will have to be redone and rewritten, meaning the plans for the anniversary will no longer happen, at least not on time. I hope you all understand our decision on the matter, and continue to like and support HSH despite it no longer being connected to a pre-existing Media. Things will be very different from here on out, and its hard for us to make this decision too, but we believe this is the best path forward for Home Sweet Home's future.

Thank you for all the support!