#AU shenanigans

[like-the-rest-of-la]

Happy Little Accidents

The last thing Eddie Diaz expects to come out of his trip to Buckley’s Plant Nursery & Landscaping with his son, is to develop an honest to god schoolgirl crush on the guy who owns the place (and not notice that that is what’s happening for an embarrassingly long time).  

The plan is simple. Get in, have Christopher pick out a couple of succulents or whatever he needs for his school project, and get out without infesting any of the gorgeous plants in the shop with his bad plant karma. 

But then, the first thing he’s greeted with is a hunk of a man, carrying two heavy packs of soil on his broad shoulders. Eddie swears he can see a drop of sweat running down the man’s face in slow motion. His t-shirt looks like it’s one strategic muscle flex away from bursting at the seams and Eddie—Eddie feels nervous all of the sudden. And he’s gaping like a fish. 

“Hey,” Hunk-man says as he hoists the soil on the counter next to him with a grunt, “What can I help you with?”

At least Eddie has enough self-awareness to close his mouth.

Or: the one where Buck owns a plant nursery and Eddie stumbles through his crush (and has no game during all of it)—oh and also, there are a lot of Bob Ross references.

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(With a banner by the wonderful @theladyyavilee thank you so so so much <3)

[the-art-was-blocked-dawg]

An oldie but a goodie-- Me and my friend's DMs on Discord as John and Dave.

[goobernormieomi]

bunch of AU things :3 brainrotted a bit too hard.

OCs owned by @luvuwite

[gabbygerbs]

L bozo got himself possessed by an evil eldritch entity. Classic Stanley stumble smh my head

[victavare]

Some doodles of “those guys from Eurovision” (tm) made for my fellow ficwriter

I love that international relationship in the making :D

[aethernoise]

wolmeric week day 3: AU

An adventurous ram inspires a chance meeting of strangers in the Shroud... and the DoH/DoL AU I never knew I wanted until now.

[corvussei]

Teehee college au time

[dogydayz]

So in the Zonic server i came up with a stupid fuckin concept of something called the Scribble Zone that only makes sense in a 2d art environment, because basically it just turns everyone (besides Zonic specifically) into fucked up scribbles but for them physically it's absurdly painful.

so i drew this

no it's not sideways on purpose but i think its really fucking funny that my phone decided to make it sideways anyway so im keeping it like this

[agirlwithmagicpals]

Half the gangs drinks include:

Juliana joyful’s jumping jukefruit

Harry pillar’s happyshots

Humphrey’s humpback hooray

Winnie’s wonderful applewam!

and much much more!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[lieutenantbiscute]

Ok back on my bullshit if creating needless crossover au ideas:

God of War Ragnarok and Detroit: Become Human, but it’s just Týr finding himself being swept into the android revolution on his travels through America.

I like the idea that Týr is a traveler- he often disguises himself as a homeless man on said travels. Helps keep his status of godhood secret, though one winter while bunking out in an abandoned church who should come knocking on his door but the remnants of Jericho and her peoples leaders?

Obviously I’d think he’d be following their story on a radio he stole and patched up, keeping an ear to the wind about deviants and those who pass through in the alleyways. Small blessing from him to struggling androids trying to reach Jericho even though Týr himself doesn’t know where she sits specifically. The Jericho Four obviously don’t take kindly to finding a human in the church but, HC again, I like the idea of the deviant androids working with some of the homeless to get spare parts and thirium in exchange for stuff like clothing and food.

So Markus and Simon break the argument ‘Our people are cold, injured and waterlogged. We need this space for the night.’ Týr, still disguised as a homeless dude, stays hidden in one of the churches back rooms. Watching Jericho’s people silently; in pride of them taking matters into their own hands. Seeking justice in their own ways of stealing and protests and riots when words don’t work.

‘Humans are fickle beings. Seeking to wield power in swaths and failing to heed any consequences when they come knocking at their door. Creating life and failing dog to recognize its own intelligence; the failure of a parent to their child.’

Obviously this is just a small bump to Týr and his travels. He knows the people will make it through this winter, he’d thought Fimbulwinter would be the end and yet here he stood. In the shadow of new budding leaders and their cause for recognition he’ll leave once they do.

A mangy dog tailing their protest and watching from afar at the barricade they will build and the last stand they make as song breaks out over the tense silence. He knows they will be ok.

[like-the-rest-of-la]

hear the door slam (realize there's nowhere left to run)

[For @buckactuallys ✨ you write Witch!Buck, I draw Witch!Buck! Happy Birthday Pia!]

[creaturetale-askblog]

Quick sketchy thoughts that needed drawn out on some height comparisons.

More so Z’s reaction when any sans is close to their height (boi it’s over 7 ft)

Underfell (red) and mafiafell (orange) belong to respective creator’s.

Pink and dark red (creaturetale sans and Gaster)

[goobernormieomi]

Lucifer mega post doodles because I'm lowkey obsessed w this lil goober

Connie is @luvuwite's oc

[ghostgirl-ward]

[unnecessarybeltbuckles]

Take much pleasure in imagining my alt timeline hates-and-betrays-Shao-Kahn Tsung slapping the sass out of his snotty little MK-1 self