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[spreadwardiard]

Wait wait wait Megatron reincarnation of megatronus au please tell me more?

Yesssss. Omg I haven't written for it yet, really, but its been haunting me since I came up with it.

Basically, after killing Solus Prime and being shunned by his peers, Megatronus Prime strikes up a deal with Alpha Trion to fix his mistakes. He's supposed to assist Alpha Trion in training Orion Pax as the vessel for Thirteen to come back.

So he becomes a miner, toils away down there for eons until he does what he has to do to become a pit fighter just waiting for this one twink to need his guidance. He knows what he's supposed to do. He understands the role he's supposed to play. He's got this. He'll make amends for his mistake.

But he wasn't counting on Orion Pax flirting with him. He wasn't counting on him reminding him of Solus. He wasn't counting on Orion Pax being so full of a lust for life. And it hurts because Megatronus knows that for Thirteen to be reborn, Orion Pax has to die. He wasn't counting on falling in love.

So he has to make a choice. Does he betray his family again or does he betray Orion Pax?

[maxdrawer]

Just a silly drawing I had on my head :]

[soythesaucytoast]

I have an Idea, like what if Yn goes out on enchanted seas, to go work at a Centuries old lighthouse, unaware of what lurks beneath- a pair of celestial Mers, they are curious, yet highly cautious, one of them being even violently cautious- Bonus points Yn was someone else before but in a past life and their death in rhe next life is marked by a big scar that marks them in new life-

[gummy022]

Hereeee take this puppet version of home. I like to imagine he made a wish to be more like his friends. I thought it would be cool if his windows were glasses and kinda just went from there. I know ppl think home is evil or some big bad but personally I'd like to believe him and Wally genuinely need help from us!!! Who knows what they're going through rn they're probably scared. Shame on you all.

[auideas]

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Hey all!!

Now that we're back making some posts, we wanted to check in with you guys to see what you'd like to see more of. The team is highly reduced, so revamping our focus will help a ton in keeping posting consistent:

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-- The Admins of AUideas

[boiledadhd]

just in case y'all don't remember, THIS is the AU I'm talking bout ⬆️⬆️⬆️

YA'LL. I JUST HAD THE BEST DCA AU IDEA EVER. (Not really but I love this AU I came up with)

Okay, so basically, it's like a Kaiju AU, inspired by Godzilla and all that, but there's like a secret species of Kaijus. Y/N is an explorer/photographer who takes pictures of wildlife and all that. Sun and Moon are the last of their Kaiju kind, Moon being like 30 feet tall and Sun being only 11 feet tall(I'll probably draw a ref). Sun's the intelligent kaiju who is sort of a lil engineer who makes all sorts of little gadgets. Moon's the quiet protective older brother who trusts no one, but he secretly feels lonely. They meet Y/N and BOOM, one big happy family.

Soooooo...What do ya'll think? ~(^3^)~

[hetalianskywalker]

Day 7: Scavenged

Pairing: Mer Denal x Reader

Summary: A scavenger stumbles upon a different kind of treasure.

Author’s Note: Denal is the clone with blue tear streaks on his helmet from the first two seasons of clone wars. To any other Denal fan out there! Here is my contribution for I could not find a single x reader of this man. Also, I kept thinking about the show Poldark while writing this one.

Warnings: Some blood and vaguely talking about wounds. Some cursing.

Word Count: 961

Prompt: While exploring the wreckage of a huge storm, Character A finds a mermaid on the beach, bleeding and unconscious. Naturally, Character A takes them home and puts them in their bathtub; Character A hopes that they can heal this mermaid back to health. Character B is that mermaid, and the last thing that they remember is being tossed by a huge wave. Waking up, Character B is surprised to find that their wounds have bandaged and Character A is watching them anxiously.

Prompt Mermaid in the Bathtub AU by auideas.

You were a wrecker or, as most referred to you, a scavenger. Before the authorities could arrive on sight, you took as many valuables from crashed ships on the beach as you could. The war had done a lot to keep you better fed than ever before so it was well worth the risk.

A bleeding Mer clone was not part of the agenda. He is bleeding out into the sand and shallow water, unconscious and slowly breathing. His beautiful blue and white fin shimmers in the moonlit water. He’s going to die.

Before you can really think it through, you secure your stolen goods to your back and slowly pick him up. He’s heavy, but you’ve heaved heavier across the sand. Once you see the coast is clear, you are racing for your home, thankful for the rising tide washing away your footprints.

‘What are you doing?’ You mentally scream at yourself. ‘You are a Separatist! You live on a Separatist island. Leave him!’ But you can’t. You don’t know why, but you can’t.

Finally, you run through the front door of your isolated home and kick it closed behind you. You almost collapse right there, but the smell of blood and sea water pushes you onward. You pant as you slowly make your way to the bathtub with the end of his massive fin trailing along the floor. Gently, you set him in before quickly getting your supply of bacta potions.

You work for over an hour patching up as much as you can before filling the tub halfway. The pistol wounds in his left shoulder and right side are nasty, but at least the amo had passed all the way through. However, without a bacta bath, it would take a long time for those shoulder and torso muscles to heal. You flop down on the bathroom floor and just watch him breathe. There is a Mer clone in your tub. Maker, there is a Mer clone in your bathtub.

The last thing Denal can remember is Cad Bane shooting him before falling overboard and being tossed around by a huge wave. He grumbles as he slowly opens his eyes; his body hurt, but not as bad as he expected. His vision swims a little as he moves to sit up more. The pain from his gunshot wounds almost makes him scream, but he grits his teeth. He shuts his eyes tight, wishing it away.

After a minute, he tries to at least look around and finds the world far more still. The first thing he notices is that he’s still in Mer form and in a bathtub. As he looks himself over, he’s more than surprised to find his wounds are already wrapped, but now the question is who wrapped them.

He slowly glances around the room, taking no chances that the spinning sensation will come back. Finally, his blue eyes land on your anxious ones; you both just sit there and look at each other.

With all the insanity of keeping him alive, you now truely look at him. You had seen pictures of Mer clones before, but this man was slightly different. While he had the standard short hair, a pair of blue eyes looked at you curiously. Two thin blue lines were tattooed like a tear trail from the center of each lower eyelid to his jaw. He’s undeniably handsome, but the sharp teeth and claws unnerve you.

“Thank you.” His voice is raspy and he gives you a pained smile, barely holding himself together. The sheer amount of pain he must be in finally clicks.

“H-hold on.” You slowly get up and before grabbing some pain reliever and something to drink. He happily takes it and chugs the water down. It’s quiet for a moment as you both stare at one another.

“I’m Denal.” You smile and give your name in turn. “What happened?”

“I found you in the remains of a ship wreck. This is a Separatist island so you got lucky I found you first.” Denal lets out a sigh in annoyance at his situation and you bite the inside of your cheek not to laugh at him. It’s not that your taking any joy in this; annoyance, like this was only a great inconvenience , just completely caught you off guard. “What happened in the battle?”

“Cad Bane happened.” He ground out before running a hand down his face. “He needed my armor to escape so he knocked me out before putting me in his clothes. He then shot me and… I fell.”

“Stars. That’s fucked up.”

“No doubt of that.” Denal laughed before coughing. You quickly grab the cup again and hand it to him when he’s done.

“Why are you helping me?” His voice was a bit clearer as he set down the empty cup.

“You needed and still need help.” He blinks and cocks his head. “I couldn’t leave you to die.”

“But…”

“Just rest. You can figure out how to leave later.”

“I can shift to…” You shake your head.

“Moving your head is a battle. Your human form can wait. Just focus on making it through the night.” Denal slowly nods, giving in.

What neither of you knew was Denal would stay with you there the rest of the war. It was hard hiding him from the authorities, but his companionship was more than worth it. He felt guilty not going back to Rex and the 501st; however, there wasn’t a way for him to get off the island undetected.

With the news of an ended war and occupying imperials coming, you cast your lot in with Denal and the Mer. You both left for Mandalore before conquering boots hit the beach you once found him on.

[izuom]

falling into the depths of cyberpunk (classic me to went through one of these auideas of exploring cyberpunk bc that’s the closest thing someone (me) could’ve done to show an interest) and making it my new whole identity for the next few weeks/months if i let this certain genre takes over my personality, which, might happen.

[blossom-hwa]

HI LINA HAPPY 5TH ANNI!!!!!!!!!!! i would like to humbly request a mermaid!mingi drabble <3333 ilyyy!!!!!!

HI BLUE!!!!! thank you for the request <3 <3 mermaid mingi is such a concept fr, hope you like this!

5 year anniversary drabble game: send me a Stray Kids/TXT/Golden Child/Ateez/The Boyz member + a prompt (check out the post for ideas) and I’ll write a drabble for you!!

Based on one of these prompts by @auideas!!

REQUESTS OPEN!!

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Title: Siren Song 

Pairing: Mingi x gender neutral!reader

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: n/a

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The call comes late at night when the stars have risen and the moon is high. Before you realize what you’re doing, you’re opening the door to your apartment and heading down the stairs. 

It isn’t until you reach the sandy beach that your mind finally returns to you with the brush of cool wind on your cheek. The song has grown louder, clouding your thoughts, but the spirits of those who were lost to the sea whisper on the ocean breeze push through them, a warning. 

There was a reason you traded your tail for legs all those years ago, after all. 

You blink once, twice. Your mind clears a little. As you take in your surroundings, your heart seizes - while you live nearer to the ocean than most humans, you’ve never ventured this close to the water ever since you stumbled upon the shore for the first time. You used to hear calls of the others searching for you when you disappeared, but you were able to ignore them because it wasn’t binding. No siren’s song is binding to another of their kind. 

Not unless they are soulmates. 

A cold shiver travels down your spine. That means...

Careful to keep your mind clear, you step across the soft sand. Pale moonlight pools on the beach before you, marking your path towards the dark, glittering ocean. The siren song grows louder the closer you come and several times you have to force yourself to stop, to let the voices of the wind empty your thoughts until you are sure you can continue without losing yourself. 

The song takes you to the base of the rocky cliffs that jut out of the water. Waves crash against the stone without abandon, mixing with the melody that has only grown more beautiful the closer you come to it. It takes everything in you not to give in with song of your own, to not reveal that you are here, ready to give yourself up to the siren singing to you now...

There. 

The breeze whispers in your ear, guiding your eyes to the dark figure sitting on one of the largest rocky outcrops. From this distance, all you can see is that the siren’s back is turned to you. This knowledge gives you the courage to take several steps forward, still remaining hidden behind layers of the craggy cliffs. 

Suddenly, the moon shines bright, bursting out from behind a cloud. Light glimmers directly on the siren singing as he turns just slightly, giving you a glimpse of his face, glowing in the moonlight.

Your breath catches. He’s incredibly beautiful, dark hair, shining eyes, a tail that ripples gold and orange and red in the moonlight. Like fire, you think dimly, thoughts still clouded from his song. Bright, strong, beautiful...

But sad, too. 

For the first time, you register the words in the siren’s song. Longing, yearning, searching for someone they’ve never met but whom they know, just know, as though the universe itself meant for them to find you no matter what.

Just the same way you know the siren he’s searching for is you. 

Your feet move without the permission of your mind. You step out from behind the cliffs, and almost at the exact same moment, the siren’s head turns. 

Like fire, is all you can think, even when the song abruptly stops. Not just his tail - his eyes burn with a low flame, glowing warm and bright as they widen. 

For a long moment, the two of you remain silent. You’re not certain words would leave your throat, even if you tried.

He speaks first. “Will you come closer?” he asks softly, and you could cry from the gentleness of his raspy voice. “So I can see the face of my soulmate?”

You tilt your head, listen for the voices on the wind. Cautious, they whisper, careful, careful, but they do not say no. 

Slowly, you take several steps forward until you stand in the path of the moonlight. And as the siren’s breath catches, so does yours. 

He’s more beautiful up close than you ever could have imagined. 

“You’re beautiful,” he murmurs, twisting to face you fully. 

As are you.

. . . . .

He tells you his name - Mingi, he says, the word washing over you like an ocean wave - cool, comforting, safe. You allow him yours, and when he repeats it, you swear it sounds like a melody sliding off his tongue. But then he asks you why he could never find you in the sea, why you only appeared to him tonight with legs rather than a tail, and your blood chills. 

“There are sirens of my former pod who would do me harm,” you eventually reply, memories of a chase and a threatening song rushing through your mind. “I left the ocean to escape.”

He seems to understand without more explanation, only nodding silently with a small, sad smile on his lips. “I take it that if I asked you to come with me, then, you wouldn’t agree.”

You swallow hard. “I left the embrace of the waters for my own safety,” you say quietly, still out of reach of his tail, of his hands. You want to trust him - you want to badly, so badly it hurts - but reason and fear keep you from taking the hands you’re almost certain won’t hurt you, not ever, neither accidentally or on purpose. “I will not return until I can be certain I will not come to harm from the sirens of my past.”

His eyes search yours, soft, sharp, soulful. “I understand,” he says, smiling slightly. “Will you trust me to protect you, then?”

For one long moment, you only look into his eyes, searching his expression as he does yours. Your lips press together thinly, not for disgust, but for trying to hold back the answer you want so badly to give him. The voices on the wind warn you to be cautious, to be careful - soulmates, or a lack of them, have brought you to harm once already. Though his song called for you, which means you must be his soulmate and he must be yours, that doesn’t mean joining him now will only spell good things for the future.

In him, though, you can only see trust, hope, and a promise. Nothing certain, nothing set in stone, but for all your words about certainty before, you know that you could never hold anyone, even yourself, to the level of surety you’d like when it comes to your safety. There was always a chance the sirens of your old pod will find you, even when you lived on land. 

And if you return to the ocean this time, at least you won’t be alone. 

The melody of Mingi’s song runs through your mind, soft, yearning, desperate. Your heart clenches. How long had he been searching for you before you appeared to him tonight?

Taking a deep breath, you step forward. Place your hand in the one he holds out, let his fingers tangle with yours. 

“Yes,” you say, smiling into his moonlit eyes. “Yes, I think I will.”

[bluepoodle7]

#Illbleed #Level6ToyHunter #CorkInda #AUIdea #HazbinHotel #HelluvaBoss

I have been thinking a Toy Hunter with Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss Au.

Where Cork ignores both Potedon and his Toy Bible lore.

And he ends up in normal hell wandering around and he is still toy size small regretting not listening to his friend while also losing his girlfriend in the process.

Cork Inda has to fight his way to get redemption for all the bad stuff he has done.

I wonder if Cork Inda, Sexydoll, and Potedon are lost toys since they are stuck in Toy Hell with their owners dead.

I can also see Rachel and David going to Hazbin Hotel or Helluva Boss world.

Images, Game, and Video not mine but link is there.

Warning video game is mature.

Snek plays Illbleed (No Commentary) (Sega Dreamcast 2001) Part 6 (Toy Hunter, Inda Goes to Hell) - YouTube

ILLBLEED - Rachel and David Go Back To Hell (youtube.com)

[maxdrawer]

Proof that , no matter what, you can always get better.

Past year Vs Today

Now I'm always breaking my "Best drawing" record lol

By the way, it's been four months since my girlfriend and I declared, I'm so happy for us

Charlie Te amo ^^

The next project I have on mind is a comic, so I guess I won't publish anything for a couple weeks

[nerd6log]

The name's bond...

Ben Willbond

[escapist-dreams]

I NEED FAN CONTENT FOR INVINCIBLE BUT MY FAVORITE CHARACTER IS THE DOUCHE OF THE CAST AND I'M HECKING SURE THAT EVEN WHEN FAN CONTENT COMES OUT FOR THIS SHOW THERE WILL ONLY BE A SMALL PERCENTAGE OF CONTENT FOR MY BOY INTERVIEW A POSITIVE LIGHT, I AM SAD

YES I AM AWARE THERE'S CONTENT FOR THE COMICS, I NEED MORE

I NEED AUS

I NEED ANGST

I NEED SOFT FOUND FAMILY VIBES

I NEED BAD FANFICTION WITH BAD GRAMMAR AND A SINGLE LONG PARAGRAPH TO READ AT 3AM FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES WHEN I HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW AND START REGRETTING ALL OF MY LIFE CHOICES

[auideas]

hello :] just wanted to check, how do we credit for the au prompts you have posted if i were to be inspired by them....? would this be sufficient — Inspiration for this story is from @auideas on tumblr (insert hyperlink to post). thank you so much for this, i have found some really inspiring prompts that i hope can bring me out of the writing block! have a lovely weekend~

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[bitchiosforbreakfast]

Spideypool AU Idea #1:

(Roommate AU)

Peter and Wade are announced as roommates for their first year of University

Peter is the majorly-infamous Nerd

Whilst

Wade is the majorly-infamous Playboy

Naturally they don't get along, but as they get closer and learn more about each other, will that slowly change?

Some extra (Important) facts:

°Peter and Wade are still Spider-Man and Deadpool

°Deadpool gained his powers before enrolling in University, whilst Spider-Man gained his powers whilst at University

°Wade does have his scars but they're not as bad as in the comics/movies, he covers them up with make-up to the best of his abilities

°Peter is a tsundere to Wade, Spider-Man is even more of a tsundere to Deadpool

°Wade/Deadpool is flirtier then usual, and also lewd

The rest you guys can add on, I hope those of you planning to make content for this AU have fun, and remember to let your creativity let loose!

(I'm actually currently writing a Fanfic for this AU, and I really do enjoy this AU, hence why I'm posting this, so you guys can hopefully join in)

-Love that Trashy Spideypool Lover/Nataoi

[there-is-a-beast-inside-me]

Writing... “AU ideas”

I had read a variety of AU ideas in which they say things like: Imagine that if you fall in love a tattoo or a red line would appear on your wrist … I think that it will be turn into a dangerous disease or useless evolution of the human bodies. They'll try desperately to look for a cure, so they could protect their hearts/minds. Why do I think that? Because the most of the time love in unpredictable, complicated and sometime so hurtful that the air you try to breathe burns your throat, tear up your chest and dig a deep hole in your heart.

~Lori Loret