#Ascendancy AU

[dragonfelling]

What AUs do YOU have?

DND: The timeline was pinched and simplified a bit for tabletop roleplay purposes. In this AU, there's also a few changes to how Gods function and adds a few things just for the purpose of the story :D

Taifuns Ascension: This AU is a scenario where Taifun did not leave Ishida, and rose to the rank of Main Superior. She is already quite the aristocrat in Anemoi, and fucks around with politics... but as what would be a queen of Ishida, she becomes a bit like her mother. She holds her power in an iron grip but unlike her mother she never lets anyone around her get hurt and shes not an abuser. Kurtys, her husband in canon, is instead her sire (which is similar to husband but shared between her wives that she would have in Ishida.)

Modern: The modern AU is the most well thought through and explored. It focused mostly on Tai and Kurtys (we love them so much). In that AU, instead of being a princess shes the daughter of a rich CEO and Kurtys' story is one is a rags to riches trope instead of being born a bastard between a prince and a farmers daughter. In this AU, Taifun is actually kinda problematic lmao. Shes not exactly the best to Kurtys, is quite mean and even kicks him to the streets at some point before they make up and their relationship gets better.

Cowboys: Complete opposite of Modern really, where Kurtys is actually kind of a bad ass sheriff and Taifun is the adoptive daughter of the town mayor. He saves her from her biological father kidnapping her. Its a fun little trope filled AU and I love that shit.

Monsters: Basically modern AU if everyone was a monster of some sort. Example: Taifun is a siren and Kurtys is a werewolf. I think the Aerakis were harpies?

Kurtys is a killer: Its what it says on the tin lmao. Modern adjacent but with a twist

Engine Room: Don't worry about it :) JK- funny AU where Midas and Dahlia knows Engine. Very NSFW lmao

Midas is SILLY: This is canon adjacent that doesn't effect any of the major mortal characters. This is just is Midas was a silly little snake that the Fates brought around and took him on little dates to get oat milk lattes. Hes also besties with Ericus and occasionally gets out of the terrarium that the fates keep him in. Its just some hehe sillies :3

I THINK I may be missing one or two but ill reblog this if me and Curt can think of them

[zeal-ascendancy]

Some fun asks from the Discord server. More to come.

[daelynnxx]

some misc starwars au stuff from last year,, plus thrawn trilogy designs!!

[yyumehh]

idk man i got possessed by my inner demons

character designs from @jasethegooberton 🤝

y’all i feel fucking delirious right about now that 2 hours of sleep is hitting and those energy drinks are fading but i desperately wanna draft a sonic thing for the new deco27 song i can see it in my head i gotta make it but i’m 🤌 this close to collapsing

send help (preferably caffeine induced help)

[deceptiveshadow]

Not me getting flustered easily LOL Now have a flustered moon boy.

[netmors]

Night drop of sketches with Eli Vanto.

In addition to the canonical appearance, I sketched a version of the “commodore” from my Eleventh Fleet AU.

Because we need MORE bearded Eli'van'to, otherwise only Karyn with a cape :3

[mistercrowbar]

Three AUdiirns I’ve had pinballing around in my brain

Guardian - stuck in time loop hell to save those he once adventured beside. I wrote about it almost a year ago, here.

Ascended - Astarion ascended, Aldiirn built his empire then took it all for himself.

Modern - union courier committing insurance fraud to help Astarion who can’t afford treatment with his high profile but exploitative modelling gig. Goes smooth until a photo of them together goes all over social media, then they gotta fake date to keep up the ruse. Inspired by @satanicspinosaurus!

Anyway i love how two of these are like high fantasy sorta-villainous AUs and then there’s fedex aldiirn with your parcel

[redfirefox-55]

A very messy little comic to set up my AU idea

[cvntroach5000]

Bad Dog, Sit and Be a Good Dog 🔞

continuation of my nexos au fic series, featuring command evol reader!

pairing: caleb x reader

content warning: ooc caleb, suggestive, imprisonment, depiction of fictional mental ailments, power imbalance, dom/sub dynamics (sub caleb), human furniture, implied coming untouched, mind control

You slowly circle the prisoner, tapping your baton against the gloved palm of your hand. In the dim light, you swear you see a drop of sweat trickle down his chest. He kneels on the ground of the cell, heels tucked underneath him and arms held behind his back. But he is not restrained.

"Are you ready for today's routine interrogation?"

"Y-Yes, ma'am..." He whispers in reverence.

You hum, "What was that? I couldn't hear you."

"Yes, ma'am!" He repeats instantly, voice wavering slightly less this time.

Subject CL204 from the Fourth Ward, Sector Six. He is a very unique specimen. Despite the intense distortions messing with his mind, he's more compliant than some of his counterparts from the lower threat Wards.

"Good." You praise him, walking over to your chair.

You take a seat and cross your legs. CL204 whimpers quietly.

"Speak your mind." You encourage him.

He fidgets in his spot, glancing between your face and the floor.

"Permission to approach?" He breathes out, finally.

"Granted."

As soon as the affirmation leaves your lips, he springs from his heels and crawls over towards you. He stops right in front of you, hovering his chin above your knee.

"Permission to..." He swallows thickly, "Touch? Please?"

You scan your eyes over him. He seems stable enough.

"...Granted." You allow carefully.

He lets out a shaky breath, arms wrapping around your legs as he rests his head on your knee.

"The chair is hard." He rambles, "You should sit more comfortable."

You squint your eyes at him. He's trying something. Nothing nefarious necessarily. But he is testing the waters, looking for something.

"Are you suggesting more furnishing for your cell?" You don't think that's what he's asking, but you feign ignorance.

"No! No." He replies quickly.

He rubs his hand over your shin. Though he is the one carressing you, this action is clearly calming to him.

He licks his lips, as if tasting the words before he speaks them, "I could be your cushion."

You're still not satisfied with his insinuations.

"I won't sit on your lap, prisoner." You state firmly.

He jolts away from you, as if burned. Though you don't follow, the grip on your baton tightens on reflex.

"Not on my lap, ma'am." He scoots back over to you, pressing his forehead against the tip of your boot, "On my back..."

Even though you're familiar with the suggestion, it takes you slightly by surprise in this situation. For a moment, you wonder if you should go along with his needy requests or if it'd be more beneficial to keep a distance. Still, you'd hate to make him feel as though you're punishing him. At his best, he is easily the most well-behaved of the Sixth Sector beasts.

You slowly get up from your chair and he immediately scuttles backwards to give you space. He wastes no time bracing himself on his arms, lowering his head as he awaits your next move. You turn around and seat yourself on his muscular back. He hisses, feeling the leather of your uniform stick to the bare skin of his back.

"You're right." You muse, "This is more comfortable."

You absentmindedly trace the tip of your baton over his tailbone. You can feel him shiver underneath you.

"Thank you, ma'am. Always a pleasure, ma'am." He says between uneven breaths.

Classic Caleb. So eager to serve, so eager to please. Even in this detoriated state, that part of him never changes.

"Who am I?" You deliver the usual question.

He whimpers your name.

"Excellent." You take off one of your gloves and rub your hand over the back of his neck.

He moans softly, reveling in the skin-on-skin contact.

"When was I last here?" You pause your hand to let him focus on answering your questions.

He starts muttering numbers. He's counting mealtimes to calculate the days.

"Eight days, ma'am." He concludes.

"Very good." You comb your fingers through his hair.

Despite practically melting under your touch, he makes for a sturdy and stable seat.

"What did I ask you last time?"

"You gave me notes. Asked me to identify the ones written by me."

You gently pull on his hair, massaging his scalp. You can feel him start to tremble lightly.

"Yes. And how did you do?"

He takes a moment before daring to answer, "Good?"

"That's right. You were a very good boy, Caleb."

The tremors intensify. You swiftly lift yourself off his back. As soon as your warmth leaves him, he lets out a pathetic cry and slumps to the ground. He whines your name, in a manner that sounds almost jovial and boyish.

"Who are you?" You finally ask him.

He blinks blearily at you, then smiles so softly it makes your chest tighten.

"I..."

You hold your breath.

"I'll always be... By your side."

The prisoner passes out.

Despite your best efforts and his great progress...

Another failure.

You stroke his hair. He looks almost peaceful like this, free from the shackles of madness for just a moment.

"Go to bed."

The limp body goes taut. Without awakening, the prisoner carefully stands up and makes his way to the mattress in his cell before laying down on it. His muscles relax again, command completed.

You almost wish he was always this sweet. Putty and pliant in your hands, craving if only the sound of your voice. And yet you still missed him. The Caleb that tried to tease you, despite knowing your icy demeanor. The Caleb that pushed back against you when he was being overprotective. But even this rabid dog before you shall be domesticated by you one day.

[mercymaker]

𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 🩸🦇

[quesocheeso]

MK bring pissed at his dad and calling him „Emperor“ or „Your majesty“ instead of das/baba/father

Wukong would cry afterwards 😂

Ooooh that would be when he’s extremely EXTREMELY pissed, so far Wukong has been safe BUT he is not safe from the usual teenager calls their parent by their name when they’re mad phase.

MK is a very affectionate and loving kid, he has always called him Baba or Dad, but the moment the kid came into his royal office and called him Wukong he froze on the spot and was immediately thinking back to their past interactions looking for what he did wrong (he ate the kid’s peach popsicle he was saving for later).

Only Macaque has ever put the fear of god into him by calling him by his title before.

[rampantram]

Stream Art from last Friday, finally up! 🎉

This is a great page with a lot of fun stuff - thank you to everyone for your ideas~! ✨

[chocolamay]

Did a lil week prompt over on bsky a while back for A!Astarion/Consort and the theme was Bonds ♥

The bonds of matrimony :)

[deikshen]

What if Heavenly Demons come from being children of a ascended God with a Demon?

Of course, that would be an explanation for why they are relatively few, so powerful, and why the ones we know the most (LBG and ZZL) have their blood diluted. It is practically impossible for a pure offspring to arise between two Heavenly Demons unless it is direct incest. More than a species, they are a direct result of, who knows, a Blood Demon, where 90% of the Blood Parasites' abilities to heal or attack others could come from + the OPness of an ASCENDED GOD.

So it's not just that they've died out after a long lineage. It's that they've ACTUALLY been few and far between from the beginning. The Heavens know that even if immortality accompanies an ascended God and a demon, and even if they leave behind a progeny of, what, ten children over the course of a century?? there would be nothing but an internal war between the heavens and the demon realm to hunt them down. They have the best of both realms. They ARE part light - part dark. They can give in to the abyss in their hearts or embrace the goodness of the heavens. They can be something horrible or the best thing that ever happened to the world.

They are not the legacy of a dying species. They are not the worn-out result of what time and exhaustion do to the powerful. They are… the result of love. The result of a forbidden love that was perhaps kept secret. The result of an ascended God who loved too much, a demon who renounced the evil of their spirit, they are the children of those who betrayed who they were and who they believed for their family.

They are the legacy of something beautiful.

They are a legacy of love.

Imagine Shen Qingqiu, married to Luo Binghe, FINDING OUT ABOUT THAT.

[netmors]

Night art with Admiral Ma'kro and the First Syndic of the Mitth's Family - Thalias.

Later I will tell you more about their roles in the "Eleventh Fleet AU", but for now will just drop a little spicy art of this duet.

[mistercrowbar]

Losing my mind at Ascended Aldiirn /pos

He’ll be running the entirety of the gate in due time~