#Hero/Archivist Au

[owengejuice-fanblog]

no one tell my husband that i have a villain apo design from the osmp super hero au-

[catcake24]

Help… I’m imagining a Gladiator Orion Pax and High Caste Megatron Au…

[astraerystarr]

Optimus Prime x Megatron fic recs!!

HII AGAIN, I had to delete my old account @numbraerys so I'm reuploading this rec list, sorry about the mess but I'll make the rec a little prettier this time ^^

Homesick For A Memory by Eisengrave, Maelikki [M, 9k w., Bay Movies]

Even Primes can lose their faith. But sometimes, their failed Protectors make good on their word given long ago.(weird little fixit for AoE because we stan a protective Megatron and an Optimus who is finally tired of his human hamsters. Also, homecoming.)

~ugly crying, screaming on my pillow, rolling around on the floor

The Silver Lining by GeminiWishes [Teen and up, 38k w., Transformers Animated 2007]:

After Optimus was expelled from the Autobot Academy, he had no sense of what to do or where to go. Desperate for purpose, he ends up on a mining crew that travels the galaxy. But when their ship is attacked, Optimus' life will change forever.

Whether or not he'll be able to handle those changes is yet to be determined.

~I ran around my room on all fours reading this

Some Kind Of Forever by auri_mynonys (FAVE) [E, 8625 w., TFP]:

A chance meeting in a bar near the Pits brings Orion Pax and Megatronus together.

~I freaking love this fic, I'm so glad it was one of the first I ever read

Adeste Fideles by Legitconcrusher (FAVE) [Teen and up, TFP, 57,632+ w, ongoing]:

“Oh, indulge me, Optimus. How many times have you answered your desire’s calls to walk among these pitiful creatures…in the flesh?”

In which Optimus shares with his greatest foe, and former friend - Megatron, the one time a year he allows himself to feel amid the throes of their War within a Christmas market.

The angsty slow burn Christmas AU no one asked for.

~absolutely wonderful to read and incredible writing♡♡♡♡

Gaining Perspective by Dragonlingdar [Teen and up, BayVerse, 105,732 w., Ongoing]:

Megatron and Optimus are turned into humans by a prototype weapon Starscream uses against them. In order for Megatron to get his revenge and Optimus to free himself of Megatron, they must reclaim their original bodies. However, will they still be Optimus Prime and Megatron by the time they do?

~I hyperfixated on this fic for a whole month after finishing it

Contact by auri_mynonys (FAVE) [E, 98,747 w., TFP]:

Orion Pax knows there's a word for what Megatronus means to him. He just can't quite put his finger on what it is.

Which is probably how he missed the moment where he asked Megatronus to marry him.

~Slow Burn♡♡♡♡♡

Plus One by auri_mynonys [E, 64,631 w., TFP]:

Megatronus has a party to attend. A high-caste date will lend him status in the eyes of his fellow gladiators, and Orion Pax is all too happy to play the part…

~this slow burn was slowly burning, I loved every second of it

Songs Of Metal And Sparks by EbonyAura [Teen and up, 58,741 w., Rock n' Roll AU, TFP]:

Imagine the Transformers Prime universe where war is nonexistent, and instead of the Autobot and Decepticon factions, it's the Autobot and Decepticon rock bands.

Imagine that both bands are nearly world famous, yet have no idea the other exists.

Imagine that Cybertron's festival of music is approaching, and with it, the chance for a lucky upcoming band to go on a world tour.

Imagine that both bands, ecstatic for the chance to finally reach world fame, are going to the festival.

~this cured my teenage heart that didn't get to read nice cute stuff like this

Optimus Prime Is Destined To Die!! by Chuzilllaa (FAVE) [G, 169k+ w, ongoing]:

Orion Pax is your typical archivist from a functionalist free universe and lives a peaceful life, but after dying tragically in a transport incident he’s reincarnated as Optimus Prime of the hit action novel Songs of the Spark, the beautiful but aloof eldest prince of the Prime lineage…who is a pathetic side character doomed to die a tragic death at the hands of the tyrannical Duke Megatron.

Of course his darling little brother Rodimus Prime is the precious hero and puts an end to Megatron’s reign, but Orion has no intention of dying a pathetic death! No! Not again! He wants to live damnit! So begins the attempts of a pax-turned-prime turning over a new leaf in the hope of living another day. Little does he know there’s a bit more to Optimus than a pathetic side character…

~I love this fic so. damn. much.

Lunch Date by Chuzilllaa [Teen and up, 6,000+ w, Earthspark, crack]:

With a new cafe opening at G.H.O.S.T headquarters, Optimus invites Megatron to try something new.

~fluffy and funny♡♡♡

At First Sight by Lyricality (FAVE) [M, 27,000+ w.]:

Optimus is the last of the Primes; Megatron is the greatest of Kaon's gladiatorial warriors. Their shared destiny - Optimus is certain - just needs a push in the correct direction.

~help I got obsessed with this fic and I can't get out

To give (in) by 0 (only_elsewhere) (FAVE) [M, 10,000+ w, Earthspark]:

After the war, Optimus confesses.

~aaashhksdkkklkosljdhjh

Victory Condition by astolat [E, 37,000+ w, TF Gen1]

“Do you want me to tell you a story?” Megatron said mockingly. “You won’t like it, Prime. It’s not a very nice one.”

~cave in fic with poetry and the heart wrenching story of Megatron's origins - my beloved

Cooking Off by zuzeca [E, 2000 w., IDW G1]:

Megatron and Optimus find themselves in an awkward position and learn some extremely personal information about each other.

~ Good reading ;3

[tinfoil-jones]

Jerk Ford AU: Dimension in Passing

The Gravity Falls: Lost Legends story "Don't Dimension It" where Mabel falls into a rift still happens, except this time it's Dipper who falls through.

He ends up in the pocket dimension that his variants are naturally drawn to (MA5-0N), and meets Anti Dipper, who tries to steal his place just like Anti Mabel in the original.

Although they aren't arguing like their canon counterparts did, Stan and Jerk Ford are still having problems traversing the multiverse because Jerk Ford is getting mistaken for variants of himself who are wanted criminals, while also being recognized as "That one version of Stanford Pines who was mostly harmless but a notorious *sshole".

Jerk Ford realizes right away who Anti Dipper really is (The real Dipper always looks at Jerk Ford like he owes him money) and calls for assistance from a 'cosmic archivist' ally to notify Anti Ford to pick up his nephew.

Stan is proud of Jerk Ford for managing to make friends while he was away from their dimension, even though Jerk Ford keeps insisting that they aren't friends, they're just allies of convenience.

Anti Ford shows up to pick up Anti Dipper, with the Archivist who confirms that Anti Dipper is Anti Fords missing grand nephew. Stan and Ford find their Dipper pretty easily, because most other versions of him admire "The Author" to levels of hero worship, versus their Dipper who has jumped Jerk Ford with a steel chair more than once.

Anti Ford insists that the adults take a picture together, but no one brought a camera that can print so they just group up in front of the CCTV of the nearest Space 7-11 and demand at gunpoint ask for a screenshot of the footage.

[From left to right: Jerk Ford - Anti Ford - Stan - "Cosmic Archivist" ]

[Art and Archivist by @tearosepedall]

[lets-try-some-writing]

Smokescreen angst where he missed Alpha Trion >:).

Coming right up anon! Yall really like seeing my boy Smokey go though The Horrors don't you? Maybe I need to right a horror one shot with him since I've done Bee.

You know what? Imma link this to the previous Smokey angst. Lets make an AU for it. Previous part here.

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The night was longer on Earth. At least, it felt long to Smokescreen when he stood guard.

He hadn't actually been ordered to stand guard, but Smokescreen had taken the job upon himself after arriving on the world of dust and dirt he now found himself walking. Waiting in position was familiar, and comforting. Especially since late at night, he often got the chance to perform his familiar duty of shadowing the Archivist.

"Smokescreen." The Archivist regarded him simply. Smokescreen took that as his cue to join him in his walk to the console. The dim light of the device was soothing in the quiet atmosphere of the base, especially as the Archivist stepped up to his place and sighed. It was deep and tired, the Archivist's vents long worn from millennia of functionality. Smokescreen smiled at the familiarity, especially as the Archivist began to type with speed reserved for those raised within the halls of Iacon's most prestigious institute.

He would have loved to mingle with the Archivist and his fellows back during the golden age. Sure, it had it's problems, but it was a time of learning and change. It was a time and a world he never had the chance to know. In a way, he envied the Archivist for having had the opportunity to live an arguably normal life before the war began in earnest.

He settled himself a few feet away from the console to watch the Archivist and ensure nothing happened to him during his work. His fans slowed and he stood with his arms hung loosely by his side. Before his change of scenery, the Archivist would normally assign him a datapad to read.

He had no such luxuries in his new station.

Still, in the quiet it was easy to forget and imagine that shelves filled with datapads surrounded him as he watched the Archivist work. The tapping of digits on the console, the faint green glow of the device, and the periodical tick of a file completed were all easy for Smokescreen to lose himself in as he stood at attention.

Time passed, and as it did, he found himself longing to request permission to go read something from the fiction section. Conquests and old wars. Heroes and Primes long dead. He always loved those stories. Maybe if he asked kindly, the Archivist would let him wander off for a bit. He looked busy, and his features were largely obscured due to the way the light hit him. Surely he wouldn't notice if Smokescreen fell into a good story for a while. The night was long, and a datapad would keep his tired optics from shuttering until he was released from his watch.

"Hey, Trion, could I read something in the historical section for a bit? It's hard to stay awake standing around like this." He rubbed around his optics, hoping the touch would force his vision to focus. Through blurred optics, the Archivist's plating shone a familiar purple. But as the Archivist turned from his work in confusion and began to approach, Smokescreen saw for the first time that night just who he was looking at.

The Archivist turned Prime. Red and blue bound together in firm plating designed for war and conflict. Bright blue optics that shared the same wisdom as the Archivist Smokescreen was used to serving. Powerful arms and long thin digits perfectly sculpted for handling delicate data.

This Archivist was not Alpha Trion.

"I'm sorry! I got confused for a minute..." He trailed off as those optics met his. The Prime said nothing for a moment. It was a suffocating silence as both of them seemed to stew in the maelstrom of memory that came from their respective times in the Iaconian Archives.

They came from different eras, but they shared one thing in common.

Alpha Trion.

Sweet Primus, he hadn't realized just how much he missed the quiet of the Archives or the thoughtful mumbles of the Master Archivist.

"There is no shame in missing one who you hold dear." Optimus spoke slowly, almost as if he was forcing his voice to remain steady.

"I too miss my master." The Prime vented deeply, and for a moment, Smokescreen saw a younger mech. Optimus seemed so very pained in the dim light of the console. His optics were wider and more emotive. His field was clamped close like all Iaconians, at least according to the records. Even his posture seemed softer, lacking the air of the firm commander long used to death and destruction.

He looked like a simple data clerk.

For a moment, his expression mimicked Smokescreen's.

"He taught me a lot... I miss hearing him ramble on about everything under Luna 1." He found himself opening up as Optimus's field crept around his own, pulling him in. Before he knew it, his frame moved of its own accord until he was only a foot or two away from the towering Prime.

"Alpha Trion was fond of the old tales. I spent many long nights reading accounts from the last generation to have lived before the Quintessons arrived." Optimus stared at the console as his optics cycled wide. He seemed lost in memory as he smiled softly.

"My master was not pleased to see me engrossed in something other than my work." The Prime's digits hovered over the console keyboard, almost in a contemplative manner. Smokescreen found his field opening on instinct. He couldn't help but the sense of companionship that flared in his spark as he watched the mighty Prime speak so freely to him.

"I get that. Trion caught me with my face stuck in a novel all the time." He admitted his own guilt with a quiet laugh. Optimus raised an optical ridge in surprise, but he otherwise remained unreactive. His field rippled in comforting waves, washing Smokescreen's worries away as the Prime questioned him.

"You read novels?"

"Yeah, uh, I like historical fiction." He rubbed the back of his neck guard guiltily.

"Primes, heroes, great champions and all that. I don't think Trion approved of my choice of literature." He fiddled with his digits, unable to meet Optimus's optics. All those vorns in the Archive, wasted reading silly novels. He really should have taken more care back then. But he wouldn't have traded the passing moments he shared with Alpha Trion for anything.

"He never stopped me reading while I was supposed to be on watch, but he did snatch my novel and give me more suitable material a lot." He remembered vividly the way the Master Archivist would sigh and take away the novel he was reading when on duty. Generally speaking, what he was given in return didn't peak his interest. But whatever he read, he remembered. Maybe because the Master Archivist tended to stare daggers at him when he was caught trying to reach for a novel after being caught.

It was a fond memory for him. He didn't expect Optimus to laugh so boldly as he processed what Smokescreen had said.

"That sounds like my master." The Prime smiled wide, and Smokescreen could see the sincerity in his optics as he did so. It stunned him to see such emotion on the normally stoic Prime.

"I cannot count the number of times he shut down the datanet in my sector when he caught me speaking to Megatronus. He always told me that my actions were dangerous and that strangers should not be trusted." Optimus's laughter died off as he reminisced. Smokescreen could hardly comprehend the very idea of Optimus being young and chatting with strangers on the datanet like it was the greatest sin a mech could commit. And yet as he looked at Optimus, he could imagine the Archivist looking around warily before frantically swapping tabs to send a swift message.

He could just as easily imagine Alpha Trion appearing out of the blue to press the power button. Smokescreen had been on the receiving end of such treatment before. Yet another experience they shared.

"He cared deeply for each of his students." Optimus's voice was soft, wistful. Smokescreen's spark panged in loss. Optimus really was the perfect student. He could imagine how much Alpha Trion cared for the Prime. Sure, he'd done some things in his youth, but he was wise, powerful, and more knowledgeable than half the Autobots combined. How could he not be Alpha Trion's favorite?

"I bet he really cared about you. After all, you did become Prime." His tone was more bitter than anticipated. He was going to apologize, but a firm servo on his shoulder stopped him before he could.

"Do not sell yourself short, Smokescreen. I can tell my master cared for you as well." A smile greeted him, and Smokescreen remained stunned as the Prime leaned down to mostly match his height.

"The ease in which you carry yourself, the knowledge you possess, and the fondness in your tone tells me that he treated you kindly." The Prime's field wrapped around him warmly, like a hug from the gentlest of giants. Tears gathered in his optics against his will as the Prime met his gaze with understanding.

"Our master did not offer his affection easily." His venting hitched as he registered Optimus's words. The Prime brought him in for a hug as sobs overcame him. To know that Alpha Trion cared? It eased an ache he didn't know he suffered from.

He missed the Master Archivist. He missed the quiet moments they shared and the reprimands he received for slacking off. He regretted being unable to save him, for both his and Optimus's sake.

By the time he calmed, Optimus had been humming a soft tune for a while. It felt familiar, likely from the Archive. He appreciated it.

"I still carry a few novels in my hab. If you would like them, I will give them to you." The offer came gently as Optimus pulled away. He Prime kept his servo on Smokescreen's shoulder, guiding him toward the hallway leading back to the team's habs. Smokescreen could break away if he wished, but the offer was there, and he found himself eager to follow the Prime as Optimus edged in the direction of the hall.

"You read novels too?" He could hardly believe it, and yet based on what he now knew about the Prime, it seemed in character for him to indulge in stories rather than documents cycle in and cycle out. Every mech needed a chance to unwind, even Primes.

"You are not the first student that Alpha Trion had to steal unregistered reading material from." Optimus smiled again, and this time, Smokescreen smiled with him as he followed the Prime dutifully. Their fields mingled in a companionable way and he relished in the joy of being with a fellow student of Alpha Trion, no matter how great the age difference.

"I have a small collection of works I saved from the datanet before it fell apart. One of my favorite series is amongst my small collection." Optimus's voice was filled with joy as he walked the halls, Smokescreen at his right side taking long strides to keep up.

"What's it called?" He asked, eagerness filling his field. How long had it been since he'd read a novel? He was sure that it had been a few centuries at least, even if most of that time was spent in stasis.

"Sunburst, Explorer of Crystal City." The Prime seemed truly excited to share his work as he entered his hab and pulled a box out from under his berth. Smokescreen hovered around, watching as the box was placed on the hard surface and its contents revealed. There were at least a dozen scuffed up datapads all arranged in alphabetical order just like Alpha Trion always preferred his work to be organized.

"Historical fiction?" He guessed hopefully. Optimus smiled knowingly as he pulled out what Smokescreen could only assume was the first datapad in the series.

"Yes. It is written from the perspective of a scientist attempting to find old relics within the abandoned city of the Primes. It is quite a fascinating read. I think you may enjoy it." The datapad was pressed into his waiting servos, and Smokescreen did not hesitate to smile as widely as he could. His spark flared in joy at the familiar surface of the datapad, and he didn't feel at all awkward when Optimus pulled him out a chair to sit on.

Optimus felt more like a friend as they sat together, Optimus on his berth and Smokescreen on a chair, both reading novels written in an age without war. There was probably work they could both be doing, but as the night continued on, neither of them made to move. They were content.

And just for a little while, Smokescreen was happy to pretend he was back in the Archive, resting and relaxing with a friend while he waited for Alpha Trion to come snatch his datapad away.

[zethsdumpster]

New au based on an anime I liked quite a lot when I was a teen (Dog Days)

Anime's summary: protag-kun gets summoned to another world by a dog-eared princess to be her country's hero its a world where the countries and citizens have pastry-themed names, and each country has certain types of animal people, the countries also have protecting wards to keep monsters away hero-kun is summoned to fight in a war, but the wars are literally just an sports events with magic stuff so people can't die, dog princess chose him cuz she used an interdimensional thingy and watched him participate in an America ninja warrior-style thing and did awesomely (he did not win first place tho, he lost to -i think was either his cousin or childhood friend- and she's summoned by the cat kingdom to be their hero in the second season. in the third, the squirrel dukedom joins the wars and summon one of protag's friends tho she's no athlete, she gets to use magic-tech)

So

the ASL brothers are the heroes that get summoned by the different countries also, the citizens who "die" in the war become furballs and are taken to be treated/rest until they can join again if they want, except the important characters, those get their clothes torn

Germa is the kingdom of the cat people, ruled by Sora (Judge was exiled after trying to experiment on their kids) , they're neighbours with Alabasta (rodents) and Whitebeard (dogs) there are, ofc, other countries but these 3 are the ones that matter and the ones that participate the most in the war games the first to be summoned is Luffy by Alabasta's princess Vivi, they've been in a losing streak and are desperate, so hero time it is the Whitebeard gets Ace and, lastly, Sora gets Sabo Germa and Whitebeard had been absolutely dominating the war games

Until Alabasta brought Luffy Ichiji and Ace met at the war game, ofc, Ace had had the intention of going straight for Luffy but Ichiji got in the way and they were pretty evenly matched, tho Ace ultimately won having been the first to ever tear Ichiji's armour -and clothes- off, giving the Germa -and just all- citizens the fan service they've always wanted -and winning himself Niji's undying hatred-

The brothers get to learn that not all in that world is fun and games when it's time to free Dressrosa but after they do Dressrosa joins in the war game and ends up summoning their own hero, their sister, Uta Oh, yeah, and Dressrosa citizens are mostly sheep and the like

Sora is also a bit of a tech nerd-mad scientist, she's just not that into doing human experimentation or weapons of mass destruction she rather make tech-advanced raid suits and spyware a la Totally Spies the raid suits are supposed to be nearly indestructible so the whole "Ace accidentally burning off Ichiji's clothes on international tv" (because the war games are televised, I think I forgot to mention that lmao, there are commentators and all that jazz) incident was a bit of a shock and Niji will have Ace pay for it, preferably with his life lmao

Robin would be a delight as a commentator actually, she works as an archivist/historian (she does fieldwork as an archaeologist/anthropologist) at Alabasta's royal palace but always makes time to be a presenter at the war games and appreciates Franky's (and Galey-la's crew) effort on designing and making the game's fields}

Now, back to acechiji

Ace keeps accidentally burning off Ichiji's uniforms despite how many adjustments and upgrades Sora does to them and is growing convinced that it must be on purpose theif powers come from god-blessed treasures that respond to their wills and desires which is why Ace's fire keeps accidentally burning off Ichiji's raid suits he does want him nakey but it isn't his intention to leave him nakey on international tv lmao

Ichiji starts aiming to burn off Ace's clothes in revenge but Ace has no shame and has won more times than Ichiji has + Ichiji ends up getting embarrassed if he overdoes it and helps Ace over his privates

All the siblings (+ Ace) also start bringing an extra something for Ichiji to cover himself Ichiji just trying to take them both down but Ace has no problem letting it all hang out lmao Sabo daring him to see who gets censored more on live tv

The moment either of them start moving the show editors have their fingers on the audio censor (for Sabo’s swearing) or image blur (if Ace’s outfit dissolves again)

the worst part is that Ichiji is the only victim of Ace's burning-clothes technique germa citizens love and hate in equal measure this fact and Ace suffers cuz no-one believes that it really isn't his intention to do that (in public)

Sabo keeps scolding him and apologizing to the Vinsmokes on his behalf

Marco: don't you think it's enough? I'm starting to feel bad for the poor boy

Ace, crying on the floor: IT'S NOT ON PURPOSE

his own fire is getting in the way of wooing Ichiji (and then there's Niji) meanwhile Nika is probably laughing in the distance -he is the god who blessed these treasures- it'll take a while but Ace will succeed Ichiji easily fell for his charms but his bruised pride gets in the way

the animal peaple also have omegaverse tendencies, for example, they go into heats

picture -> Ichiji going into heat and getting all handsy with Ace and rubbing against him in public and Ace is flattered but also incredibly flustered and confused until Ichiji is dragged away by his brothers so he can have his heat in peace and someone explains the whole heats ordeal to Ace

[quilloleander]

Call of the Deep

At his Amica's insistence, D-16 agrees to go along with Orion Pax to visit Tronus Lake - a well-protected lake by the Senate whose visiting access is difficult to acquire - for his archival research paper. What was meant to be a normal trip turns sinister as a singing voice haunts Dee during the lunar cycle, with Pax seemingly oblivious to the melody. As the song begins to reach its climax, our intrepid heroes may come out of this with one lesson that ought to be learned… Sometimes, it is better to leave the unknown alone. For those who slumber should be allowed their eternal repose.

Allo, so this is technically the same concept as the one from "Beneath the Surface" but it's essentially an AU where Pax is not an eldritch child and is just a normal archivist mech. Another major difference about this one is that while Dee still suffers from not being able to transform and his pedes still hurt a lot, he's much more capable of actually handling himself in comparison to "Beneath the Surface" Dee. This Dee kinda just learned to live with his disability, even though it still hurts a lot. Pax's goal is to essentially find a way to help Dee out and that's why he decided to drag them both to Tronus Lake.

Don't worry, after this I will be focusing on the High Guard + Sparkling Megatron One-Shot Request Book. I decided to write this one cause I missed my D-16 being Primatronus' sparkling AUs lmao and as a birthday gift to myself. Today was a good day (even though it's also my country's elections and surprise surprise my fellow countrymen continue to disappoint me with their stupidity) so I'm channeling all my positive energy to writing. My friends threw me a surprise birthday party and it made me so happy. Despite how exhausting it was, I did have a good day.

But yeah anyway, that's enough of my yapping skskks. This fic will just be a one-shot, because I have too many WIPs at this point and this is just a fun birthday gift for me.

Ao3 Link:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65505160

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As an offworld explorer, Dee had seen his fair share of wonderful views. From long stretches of icy plains, destructive volcanoes, and all the way to beautiful green fauna, Dee had learned to appreciate the beautiful sights of different planets. Yet even he had to admit that for all his travels, he did not dwell much on his homeland to truly recall any of the natural beauty that it had to offer to the universe. It was this reason why he didn’t put up much of a fuss when his Amica insisted they visit Tronus Lake for his archival research.

“Pax, I thought you said you had everything planned.” He let out an irritated vent, his digits pinching the bridge of his nose as he reset his optics. Out of sheer desperation, he glanced once more at the dilapidated boat that his Amica had rented for them to use. “What is this?”

“Oh, have some faith in me, Dee! I did have everything planned but when I mentioned we needed the boat for Tronus Lake, nobody would let me borrow their boat except for some crazy old mech I found on the holonet.” Pax grinned, “It won’t sink, trust me!”

Dee rolled his yellow optics, unable to forget that the last time Pax had asked him to “trust him,” he had nearly broken one of his legs as his Amica wanted to test his transforming capabilities. Sweet as Pax could be, it was a miracle that Dee hadn’t gotten himself somehow stuck while trying to change into his non-existent alt form. Then again, this was why they were here by the shore of Tronus Lake - since Pax had this crazy idea that maybe, just maybe, submerging himself fully in energon may help the sharp pain that ached Dee’s pedes disappear.

“If it does, then I’ll kill you before either of us can drown.” He huffed, moving closer as Pax climbed onto the boat. Using his truck alt, Pax had carried the hunk of rusted metal over to the lake quite easily, with Dee sitting by the deck. It had been a nice drive out, watching as the bustling roads of Iacon gave way to organic trees that dotted the surface of Cybertron. Eventually, they had reached the border patrol surrounding the lake.

“Awww, then we wouldn’t be able to drown together.” Pax pouted, as if that was somehow more pleasant.

He tried not to roll his optics again as he reached a hand to pull Pax all the way further onto the boat. Dee’s servo came back wet, though he wasn’t surprised since Pax had to drive a few paces into the lake’s energon to get the boat onto it. Then he’d had to transform himself back to his bot form and wade through waist-deep energon to reach the untrustworthy ladder that hung over the side of the boat. Now, he watched as Pax headed inside to figure out the controls, and a few kliks later, the boat lurched forward.

“WOOO!” Pax’s shout echoed loudly over the thrum of the boat’s engine and propellers, enough so that his joy infected Dee enough to force a smile on his dermas. He remained standing on the deck, watching with wide optics at the view of the lake.

The sun was beginning to set, and from where they were, it was mostly covered by the large mountain that was in the middle of Tronus Lake. Even so, the sunrays seemed to seep past and coat the surface of the energon lake with their golden hue, granting him a wonderful view of today’s end.

“At least you picked a good spot to drown.” He leaned over one side of the boat, unable to see his reflection in the energon below. He heard Pax walk over to him, the boat slowing to a stop as the engine was turned off. They were in the middle of the lake now. He felt Pax’s frame press close to Dee’s. “I get that you’re an archivist, but is it really your job to write information about… Cybertronian myths?”

“Even if merformers are a myth, it doesn’t hurt to try. Hey, who knows, maybe my Amica would be the first recorded merformer transformer in history.” Pax laughed, nudging him slightly. “Indulge me, what’s the worst that can happen?”

“We drown or the Senate blacklists both of us.” Dee shook his helm, leaning closer to Pax as they watched the energon lap gently against the side of the boat. Even if this was all for some absurd theory and research data, at least Dee could enjoy himself a little bit before he had to leave Cybertron again for another expedition. “How did you even get permission?”

“Oh, you know, some connections. Pays to be one of the brightest young archivists Iacon has ever seen.” Pax grinned, his servos gripping the railing of the boat with careless abandon. “I helped out one of the senators, and through some convincing I said I was interested in doing some research here. Now, they were going to refuse me at first but I convinced them with my carefully constructed plan. Even had to show that I wouldn’t be going alone, so, sorry if I used your picture—”

“What?”

“Well, after they realized you’d be coming with me, they agreed to pull a few strings to let us go here. I think they just don’t want anyone drowning here so you being here actually helps me.” He considered his Amica’s words.

“Pax… I don’t know how to swim?”

“Yeah, that could be a problem.” Pax waved a servo, as if it was a trivial matter they can talk about later. Before Dee could push any further, his Amica was leading him towards one end of the boat, one that had a deck that jutted out into the energon.

“Good thing you can hold onto the edge while you submerge yourself.”

“This is the most ridiculous idea you've ever had.”

Dee got into the energon anyway.

—

Ripples had interrupted the stillness of the lake.

For cycles, he had remained hidden within the depths, the glow of the sun lost as he cloaked himself in the darkness of the deep.

Yet even in the isolation of shadows, there was the presence of his beloved and his darling sparkling, protected in the embrace of his domain.

For cycles, he had remained in his eternal slumber.

As they had agreed upon when Primus had casted them as blights of this planet.

Yet now his optics are open for the peace has been disrupted.

Up above, flashes of movement echoed through the energon lake.

No light seeped into the murky depths, for even as he began to rise, he knew the sun had fallen.

Only the moon and stars shall be his guide.

His frame creaked, the cycles of dormancy clinging to him like the organic plants that had grown over him, yet as his large tail swept through the bottom of the lake - he felt his power return as he slowly reached a servo towards that miniature figure that dared to wake him.

His blue optics adjusted quickly as he realized with barely constrained irritation what it was that intruded within his lake.

Even after cycles of carnage, it appeared that Cybertronians could not resist the temptation to know.

How many bots had lost their lives? How many bots must he drown for them to understand that this was his domain and he did not take kindly to trespassers?

Especially not with a sparkling nearby.

Among all the Primes, he thought himself the most forgiving.

Yet this…

This blatant disregard for his home, he will not allow it.

With practiced ease despite cycles of slumber, he began to circle the small boat that was close to his beloved’s mountain. His tail carefully bumped against the side of it, not enough to tear it into, but to jostle the occupants inside. Underneath the energon, he could not hear if there had been shrieks of terror, yet he cared not if there had been any. 

Their suffering would be swift, unlike the others, he did not enjoy playing with creatures beneath him. 

He swam a distance away, not intending to give the Cybertronians a glimpse. His blue optics broke through the lake’s surface, narrowing slightly at the sight of such a weak vessel.

It almost felt cruel to do this, when these Cybertronians were using such a pathetic ship, yet he cannot let such disrespect continue - not when they had come too close to his beloved and his darling sparkling.

From where he was, he could see by the edge of the ship, a solitary figure whose lower frame was carelessly kicking at the lake’s surface, sending soft splashes that were perhaps the cause of the ripples that must have awakened him.

He reached a servo towards his mask, lifting the metal until his intake was free.

Then, as he had done before the great repose, Megatronus Prime began to sing.

—

Dee felt like a sparkling again as he continued to kick his legs out, sending splatters of energon against the still lake, unembarrassed even if he was usually the more level-headed one between him and Pax. He had rolled his optics at first when he had first entered the lake, yet he couldn’t help but notice that the stinging pain in his pedes - a muted agony that he had long forced himself to live with - had entirely disappeared. Pax had been ecstatic when Dee had hesitantly admitted that he did feel a bit better, though it proved nothing about merformers.

Before he could let out another exasperated scoff, a soft melody invaded his audials. He looked over his shoulder, wondering if Pax had turned on a radio. His Amica had headed inside to write a few more observational data on his research, leaving Dee to spend a few joors alone by the edge of the lake. His sight began to blur slightly, the lullaby was soothing against his processor and he felt his frame sway as he tried to regain some semblance of consciousness. Yet the harder he fought, the worse the exhaustion seemed to seep deep into his cables.

He reached a servo, gripping at the metal deck of the ship as he nearly lurched forward. With his remaining energy, Dee forced himself to lean back, his helm practically smacking against the ground as the world spun above him - the stars turning into silver specks before he fell asleep.

—

Pax hummed a cheerful tune to himself, heading back onto the deck of the ship as he tried to think over the data he had just written for his research. He had scoured the entire archives about merformer mythology, and Pax was sure most of the strange symptoms Dee was exhibiting fell in line with the stories of merformers’ being unable to transform on land, as well as feeling pain in their pedes. Now, Dee feeling better in the lake didn’t really prove anything, but if Pax could just convince his Amica to try and transform again then he could…

He stopped, optics adjusting to the darkness of the lunar cycle as he realized with some fond amusement that Dee was curled up on the deck of the ship, his optics offlined as he vented softly in his recharge. He moved a little closer, unable to help himself as he looked down at his Amica. Dee had always been adorable when he was deep in recharge, and Pax felt honored that he was one of the few mechs that Dee trusted himself to be vulnerable around. He kneeled down, arms slipping underneath the silver mech’s frame with a loving gentleness.

“Let’s get you to a proper berth, okay Dee?” Carefully, he lifted his Amica in his arms, struggling a bit as the other was much bigger than he was. 

Pax then turned back inside the ship, not glancing once at the large ripples that were breaking through the lake’s surface.

—

He awoke to a cacophony of despair.

Without hesitation, his servos reached forward, ripping through metal as he clawed himself out of the mountain that had been his coffin.

After many cycles, Prima Prime had awakened once more, the screams of his beloved heralding his arrival.

The mountain gave way beneath him, and unlike the last time, it was the sky of the lunar cycle that greeted him - yet the splendor of the stars and the moon above held not his interest as his many optics scoured the land before finally settling on his beloved conjunx.

Prima tore himself away from the remains of the mountain, careful not to disrupt the small energon lake that it surrounded. He swiftly made his way by his beloved’s side, all optics focused on the only mech that mattered at the moment.

Megatronus, his siren with the most alluring voice that would ever grace this waste of a planet, had pulled himself away from the lake and onto the side of Prima’s mountain. Dull blue optics, a sight that disturbed him for his Megatronus’ gaze had been so brilliant, stared resolutely at the small energon lake. His servos had gripped the mountain, his own claws having torn into the metal in his attempt to move closer.

Prima unhinged the lower half of his face, a croon escaping him as he reached out to hold his beloved’s servo. 

As if comforted by his presence, Megatronus turned his gaze upon him. Though Prima had many optics, Megatronus knew to gaze at those that were hidden beneath the wing finials that covered the upper half of his face. Prima continued to croon, his voice deeper and less soft than that of his beloved’s but it was enough to ease the pain that had stabbed itself inside his poor Megatronus’ spark.

With slight hesitation, Prima turned half of his optics away to look at the small energon lake, the other half still focused on Megatronus. It did not take him long to understand what had caused his beloved such distress. 

Where their darling sparkling ought to be, there was nothing but an empty lake.

At that, a sudden rust storm formed over, blocking out the light from above as Prima’s many optics turned everywhere - reaching for the farthest corners of the planet and deep into the small Cybertronian settlements they called “cities.” He would not echo his beloved’s despair, for Prima could not contain his anger.

Who dared—

It was only the squeeze at his servo that calmed Prima down enough to turn a bit of his gaze back to his beloved. Megatronus’ mask was lifted upwards slightly, and in better circumstances Prima may have leaned down to savor the taste of his beloved after cycles of being apart.

Yet now was not the time.

His beloved’s blue optics had hardened and shifted to gaze behind Prima.

Slowly, the rust storm disappeared.

All thousands of his golden optics turned to the ship in the middle of the lake.

—

It was the guttural scream that tore through the silence that woke them from recharge. Pax had clung to Dee, horrified by what could have made such a terrible noise. He had nearly been frozen in shock but Dee had moved quickly, perhaps cycles of dealing with strange creatures in other planets had taught him to not question when a strange roar woke you from recharge. He felt Dee grab him, and Pax had quickly shifted gears. They both had moved to the upper deck of the ship, Dee urging him to get the ship running as they looked out.

Then, a rust storm had come, nearly knocking both of them off the ship as they both grappled to hold onto the deck. He had felt Dee’s servo clamp around his arm, the silver mech holding on tightly for the both of them. Pax should have held on just as fiercely, yet like the storm that had come, suddenly he felt a painful presence in his processor - his HUD flashing with sickeningly bright colors that nearly made him want to purge his tanks. Pax thinks he may have screamed…

Then without a warning, he felt himself fall into emergency stasis.

—

“PAX!” 

As quickly as it had begun, the rust storm had ended, leaving him venting hard against the deck of the ship as he slowly let go of the jagged piece of metal that had become their saving grace. Dee quickly moved towards his Amica, servos grasping at Pax’s arms as he tried to shake him awake. His only relief was that Pax was venting softly, as if he had simply fallen into recharge. Though Dee had heard him scream, and he knew from his many adventures off-world that there was a clear distinction between recharge and an emergency stasis.

“Pax, you need to wake up!” He lifted his Amica closer to his chassis, optics wide as he looked around him into the darkness of the night. Somehow, even with the rust storm gone, it was as though all the light of the sky had been swallowed by the abyss. It felt as though his optics were the only source of light in the depths that he had found himself trapped within. He shook his helm, desperately shaking Pax again. “I’m going to kill you if you don’t wake up in the next few kliks! Do you hear me?!”

Yet his Amica’s frame remained still, and Dee felt nearly hysterical. He didn’t know how to operate the ship without Pax. It was old, and Pax even had difficulty himself trying to turn it on because he had needed a manual which Dee was sure had fallen off the ship in the chaos of the storm. Dee moved his helm, trying to quell the panic in his spark when he realized that the darkness had lifted around him for he could see golden-hued stars appear above him.

It was the large servo grabbing him that made him realize those weren’t stars.

Thousands of optics stared down at him from a giant white and gold frame. Underneath their gaze, he felt his processor nearly collapse within itself yet Dee fought against it as he tried desperately to hold onto Pax who had been dragged alongside with him. A large mechanical creature loomed over him, its frame covered entirely with optics that seemed to follow his every struggle against its hold. Where its optics ought to be, there was instead wing-like finials that covered the upper half of its face, yet even those finials held what must have been hundreds of small optics.

To Dee’s horror, the thing’s bottom jaw joint unhinged, revealing a large gaping intake with sharp dentae that would have easily pierced through any Cybertronian’s chassis and impaled their spark - an easy meal for a monstrosity such as this. It began to emit a low croon, a noise that sent a wave of nausea through his processor as he tried to keep himself from purging his tanks. Dee focused instead on gripping onto Pax’s unconscious frame, refusing to be separated from his Amica. Yet, that small action attracted the creature’s gaze as it turned to look directly at Dee’s servos.

“NO! PAX! NO, LET GO OF HIM!” He shrieked, servos grasping at what he could as the thing began to pull Pax away from him with ease. Dee felt horrible leaving marks against Pax’s frame, yet it was all for nothing as his Amica was torn away from him and placed back onto the ship below. He tried to struggle, his leg struts kicking uselessly against the large servo that held onto him. “NO! NO!”

As he continued to scream, the creature seemed to croon at him even more. To his horror, it even moved Dee closer as if to—!

He stilled as he felt himself be nuzzled close against the creature’s cheekplate, a digit gently petting at his helm. He could feel all those optics on him, their gazes never wavering as he swallowed down his terror. He wanted to scream, but what use was it against a monster that he had never even heard about? 

It seemed his silence was all the creature wanted as it let out another croon, this one somehow softer, before him away from its face. 

His relief was short-lived as he felt himself be shifted slightly, before being placed down on a surface.

He had thought that he had been returned to the ship, yet Dee watched in horror as the giant creature lifted the ship he had previously been on with both of its free servos. 

Pax was still on that ship!

He tried to sit up, to scramble to his pedes, but the ground beneath him shifted. He felt his voice box stutter, static coming out as he forced himself to glance upwards.

Blue optics stared down at him fondly from a mech that Dee was sure was larger than any he had ever encountered before. It lifted him closer, its servos gently wrapping around Dee as he was pressed close to this strange creature’s chassis. Instead of the terror he had felt with the first monster, a part of him couldn’t help but remain calm as he was held by this one. 

Yet even this respite was short-lived.

The same lullaby as before began to fill his audials, and dread filled Dee as he tried to struggle against the pull of sleep that threatened to force him under.

As if sensing his distress, the large creature held onto him even tighter, those kind servos becoming a cage as it tried to keep him from struggling.

Dee didn’t even have time to scream as the creature then lunged forward, plunging them both into the cold depths of the energon lake.

He tried to hold on.

He tried to keep his intake shut even as his tanks screamed for him to cycle in air.

Yet as he felt the creature try to pry his intake open, he knew it was a lost cause.

As the stress and the song finally forced him into recharge, he thought of only one thing as he let himself fade into slumber.

It didn’t hurt to breathe.

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Author's Notes:

Say bye bye to Dee <3

Pax will be fine, Prima's just putting him and the ship back on the shore. He doesn't have time to deal with him, time to go back to his eternal nap, this time with his conjunx and sparkling.

Also finally, an AU of mine where Prima and Megatronus are together and one of them is not dead! Yippee! SKSKSKS But yeah, of all the AUs, it had to be the one AU where... they're literal monsters skskks. Though I guess, who the hell would be crazy enough to try attacking any of the Primes while they're in these forms. Like good luck even trying to get near Prima who's going to drive you instantly insane or Megatronus who will force you to drown yourself.

Also also, if you didn't catch it, in the first part of the story, the reason why Pax and Dee were allowed to go by the Senate is because Pax showed them Dee's picture. The Senate has been scrambling to find the sparkling they accidentally removed from the smaller lake inside the mountain that Prima is sleeping in (for a reference of what this looks like, look up Taal Lake and Volcano - it's a geographical landmark in my country) before Primatronus realize their sparkling is missing. They clocked Dee's yellow optics as being like the many optics Prima has and took a gamble that it may be him (plus they researched about him and realized it's peculiar that he seems to be suffering from a rare inability to transform despite having a t-cog, that's cause his alt form is literally a merformer and he can't transform unless fully submerged in energon).

Also also also, the reason why Megatronus realized his and Prima's sparkling was missing is cause he found it weird that Dee just kinda fell asleep when he heard Megatronus sing. Usually, in the old days, when Megatronus sang it usually drove bots into drowning themselves in his lake. Dee is special cause that's Megatronus' sparkling so he's only affected a little bit by it, only falling asleep.

[flarunie]

Everyone is an outlier/ Superpower AU (kind off)

Outliers are a group of Cybertron with ability that is not related to their alt mode. But this group is only a minority in canon and the Senate doesn't like them considering they defied the concept of functionalism etc.

So what if Primus decided to give them an extra ability? Now instead of alt mood that dictates a bot's social standing, it's also their power.

Other cliche things like the hero association and League of Villains being Autobot and Decepticon. Academy for heroes and stuff. Sentinel Prime is the symbol of hope

Also Optimus dondoesn'tist in this univeres just Orion Pax the simple archivist who unfortunately falls into the powerless category

The Decepticon would occasionally launch attacks now and then with Megatron as their leader.

And somehow Pax caught the attention of Megatron or he accidentally helped the tyrant without knowing it.

That is how Megatron falls in love with Orion along with other similar tropes.

After the event, Megs starts to approach Orion under a civilian identity.

[pooks]

been working on this for a couple of days now (sleep and meal hours was necessary). i thought that Ichiji, as a straw hat, needed a proper art dump

clear translations;

Scarlet Ichiji (aka straw hat!Ichiji AU)

resting bitch face

gluten intolerant

can cook, but rather eat it

shitty eyesight after a fever nearly boiled him alive

takes his big brother duties super seriuously

escaped Germa with Sanji

always had emotions, he's just too good at hiding them Role; Archivist

writes & archives the Straw Hats' adventues

he really loves writing stories other information;

starburst scar on his covered eye (Judge did it)

(why does he look like Nighteye from "My Hero Academia"?)

fancy sword, most likely stole it

uses swordfighting, but fencing style

dresses with an actual pirate "Sparking Red"

a multi-purpose, light-based power

since unethical human experiments is the cause, sea stone doesn't work

is often mistaken for Devil Fruit powers

enhances all abilities, like speed, strength, etc.

1st image: a full color of Ichiji. he has shoulder length hair and keeps it tied up. without Germa's continuation of unethical experiments, it has turned dark red and is his natural hair color. he has the same eyes as Sanji and he has a pair of glasses. as stated in the art dump, he got shitty eyesight after a fever that almost boiled him alive (he got seriously ill during the five last days he, Sanji and Zeff were on the rock and nearly starved to death). he also have scars across his nose, implying that he has a starburst scar on his covered eye (caused by Judge, when Ichiji rebelled against him)

2nd image: lineart of Ichiji staying up late and writing down the Straw Hats' latest adventures in their chronicles. if it wasn't for Chopper, then Ichiji would stay up all night and write.

3rd image: a fullbody lineart of Ichiji in fighting pose. in battles, be it pirates or marines, he uses both Sparking Red and swordfighting. his swordfighting is more fencing style (his Germa lessons never left him and he's using that to his advantage). Sparking Red has evolved like a power of his own and he can use his sword as a tool to focus his power. and what happens if he doesn't have his sword? easy, he uses kicking just like Zeff taught him and Sanji.

bonus:

this poor lad is one of the few rational ones on the ship and everyday, he asks "why me". he just wants to nap, write his stories and dream.

dw, he's very loyal to Luffy, but he'd like to ask his captain to please go one day without almost drowning and pissing off marines or other pirates

[sacredhyacinth]

What IS the relationship of David and Loretta in the blood moon au? What did he do to make her the way she is? Or is it not that way at all???

After the disappearance of Kim, David resigns and becomes an archivist—but he only pursued this project because he had hopes of repairing the damaged worlds caused by Maryi—he wanted to be respected and viewed as a hero like Harmonia, so he (stupidly) used these corrupted worlds to mold a different reality—The Solar Eclipse Gabriel universe has Reina survive her duel with Harmonia, and the Blood Moon au is the one world where Kim stayed on the island

He would also use these worlds kinda like how Novanne sees the island of sol or the flowers grove universe; like an experiment

it’s why Blood Moon Lori hates him so much, he doesn’t destroy the worlds because it’s his only chance to see his mother alive instead of a statue, but he sacrifices that chance for a neglected Organa. It’s lowkey why I love David because he will always put himself first but he values family and relationships—in a scrapped comic (strip? Scene?) I was gonna have David use normal Loretta as bait, basically when she gets the chance to travel with him, he uses her to lure out the other version of herself

but the blood moon version of lori is super smart and watched David as he worked on experiments in her universe. She knows how to function Cora’s watch and the complexities of the other universes, but she sees David as weak since he won’t straight up kill her and destroy the miserable world she spends eternity in, because Kim is still there

[mollymauk-teafleak]

Avoiding Thinking about Personal Issues and too much listening to the Wicked soundtrack have combined into an AU.

So my favourite song from the musical and the movie is No One Mourns the Wicked. And it has me thinking about a canon divergent AU where Jon doesn't (appear to) survive the final confrontation at the Panopticon but Martin wakes up in the rubble. And as the world is putting itself back together, the Avatars are hunted down and killed e.g. Simon Fairchild. And word spreads about the Archivist, the evil servant of the Eye who doomed the world and brought about the Change. People are itching for the chance to make him pay for what he did.

And Martin Blackwood is a hero, the poor prisoner of the Archivist who managed to defeat him in the Panopticon and save the world. He's at the forefront of parades celebrating the death of the Archivist, giving speeches and interviews about how it all went down. After all, the wicked die alone and deserve everything they get. The Archivist tried to take on too much power and he fell.

But no one sees how Martin breaks down in tears after every one, hating how he has to lie and act like he didn't just lose the love of his life.

But he has no choice. He doesn't really care about what would happen to him if the truth gets out that he's the Archivist's boyfriend and tried so hard to save him. He'd happily tell them all the truth, off his life was the only thing at stake.

But he dreads to think about what would happen if people knew that, even if the Archivist is out of reach (supposedly), his baby daughter is still alive. So to protect his and Jon's daughter, he has to live this awful lie and it's killing him.

Merry Christmas I guess.

[ertrunkenerwassergeist]

@raven-6-10

"Ah, so you're the one."

Epistéme gave the archivist a bland smile. She had heard a million iterations of the same sentiment until now. Lucian academics were the same everywhere.

"Marcella Cartus, Archivist of the Royal Archives. I will show you why you were allowed in here. Do not leave your designated area. If you need anything, you will ask me. No food, no drink, no pictures. If you violate the rules of the archives, you won't be coming back, no matter which strings His Majesty pulled for you to be allowed here. Am I understood?"

Epistéme's bland smile stayed glued to her face. "Yes, of course, Lady Archivist. Thank you for allowing me to be here."

Cartus gave her a long, hard look. Then she nodded and waved Epistéme to follow her.

They walked through long rows of shelves full of books, scrolls, and artifacts. Boxes were piled high in carful stacks. Many of the shelves were carved from the stone the archives had been build into, though in the newer sections they had been made of heavy wood.

Epistéme would have loved to browse through them all. But this was not an ideal world, so she followed the small woman leading her through the maze. It took a few minutes for the two women to arrive at their destination.

It was an ancient reading nook, complete with a table and two benches carved from stone. They looked like they were growing directly out of the wall. Old carvings decorated the sides. Electric lanterns were the only light source back here. A young man sat at one bench, bent over a stack of papers. He looked frazzled. He must be one of the undergrad students Epistéme had heard about.

"The documents you need are all here. That one will tell you what to do." Cartus pointed at the undergrad student who hadn't noticed them yet. "Now, if you'll excuese me, I have work to do."

Wihout waiting for an answer Cartus walked off, back into the maze.

Episéme approached the reading nook and set her heavy bag down with an audible thump. The undergrad student startled, nearly scattering the pages he was working on, all over the place. He looked at her, startled, before his expression shifted into e genuinly happy grin.

"Anagnosta Arra! I'm so happy to see you! Thank you for coming. Trying to translate all of this on my own is sending me into an early grave."

Epistéme gave the young man a bemused smile. She had never had that kind of reaction from a student at the university.

"Epistéme Arra, but you knew that already," she introduced herself. "The Lady Archivist told me you'd tell me what we are to do. Translating these, you said?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry. My name is Falconis Celatum. I'm specialising ancient history. Or rather, trying to. The Lady Archivist lets me work on these documents because I reconstructed a few of the words from what little Hadnissa I know. It's most likely why she even agreed to have you here in the first place."

"Ah, Hadnissaih osarto tu?"

Falconis made a slight face and made a so-so gesture. Epistéme gave him a small, genuine smile.

"That's still more then 99% of all Insomnians can say. Now, let's get to work, shall we?"

I'm guessing that Princess Augura was one of the LCs who hid stuff around the Archives, yes? Probably things she didn't manage to smuggle out of Insomnia before her nephew banished her, or things that were just too bulky to take.

(I'm imagining some niche that used to house statues being turned into impromptu hiding space by the way of bricking up a new wall)

Oh, she definitely was.

In life Augura had a certain reputation. One she consciously cultivated. That she loved books and paper and the written word more than her own family.

So it was easy for her to push for a (partial) renovation of the Royal Archives when her father was still alive. It was easy for her to bribe a few workers into building a few extra additions not shown in the construction plans.

Even back then she wanted her findings to be safe. Because she could see the political climate tilting into a direction she did not like.

Jump to present day where Marcella is tearing through the archives like a woman possessed with her 'borrowed' undergrad students and that one foreigner she really doesn't want in here. And she keeps finding things that have either been misfiled so long ago they aren't in her current filing system (and haven't been in the 2 older ones as well) or have never been filed at all.

And then! They find one of Augura's hidden caches. All Pitioss breaks loose.

[dameronswife]

✩˗ˏˋ what if you let someone who loves you rewrite your story? who would you be? maybe it's the story that will define you. ˎˊ-✩

౨ৎ .𓂃 Hiya, I'm Nym! Welcome to my blog, a scrapbook/diary for my forever loves, passing interests, and various creative endeavors! This is far from an organized account, but a personal representation of moi. technically, we're 18+ here, babes. I post about: Star Wars (the films, with an emphasis on the sequels, and SWTOR), Marvel (Moon Knight, Spider-Man, the X-Men and Daredevil), various films I love, Oscar Isaac and occasionally (more often than not) Doctor Who. There's also original characters, disability theory, and whatever else that might tickle my fancy.

Currently: watching Daredevil for the first time, reading Star Wars Legends novels (Vector Prime atm), and playing Jedi Knight for the billionth time on swtor.

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Volya Doneeta - Twi'lek, Jedi Knight, Resistance pilot. Originally a Jedi Archivist turned diplomat in a canon compliant DND campaign, Volya's current iteration exists in a canon divergent universe where, after the events of Star Wars: The Old Republic, the Sith were no more, and Palpatine didn't become Chancellor (alternatively: @/hermitmoss's iconic Succession AU). There, she was Qui-Gon Jinn's second padawan until his death, and she became a pilot in the Jedi flight corps. While aiding her best friend, Brider Surriss in the Jedi Archives, she's hurtled decades into an alternate future (the primary timeline) where she meets Poe Dameron, and joins the Resistance. Details may vary from there, depending on the universe.

Lucina Thelanis - human, Jedi Master and Commander of the Eternal Alliance. Formerly known as the Hero of Tython, Lucina Thelanis was born on Kijimi and taken in by the Jedi after her planet was liberated from the Empire. She grew into a headstrong, cocky Jedi who was forced to learn humility as the cold war between the Republic and the Sith Empire turned hot. Currently married to Theron Shan. [Please Note: her profile on toyhouse has not been updated since Shadow of Revan.]

Emilia McKnight - a bartender at the London bar known as the Feather of Truth, Emilia hides a dark secret: she was formerly the spider-themed vigilante, Nephila, who has been presumed dead for years following a devastating battle with Aftershock. However, after meeting and falling in love with Marc Spector, she's thrust into a world full of magic and mayhem that forces her to return to her webs.

Not A Ghost Story, A Love Story - the AU that started it all. Jedi Knights Volya Doneeta and Brider Surriss find themselves hurtled decades into an alternate, much darker future, and are recruited by Poe Dameron. Together, the three of them and General Leia Organa, reshape the events of the future for both galaxies. Co-created with @/hermitmoss

The Zephpoelya Cinematic Universe - an AU of Ghost Story, where prior to recruiting Volya and Brider, Poe and his best friend Ilya Zephanir's lives are changed forever by a kiss. The end result isn't a love triangle, but instead the galaxy's most queerplatonic polycule of all time, with a lot of angst and smut in between. Co-created with @/spectorandmurdock

Wildest Dreams - alternatively known as "The Bad AU". During his time in the New Republic Navy, shy mechanic Volya Doneeta is assigned to Poe Dameron and his Rapier Squadron. The catch is that Volya is from the Clone Wars, trapped in the future, with no way home. They fall in love...and then when the opportunity arises, Volya returns to her original timeline, leaving Poe heartbroken. Until a year later, when he and Snap run into another Volya, from Succession 'verse, who is a lot more fiery than the woman Poe originally fell in love with. Sort of canon compliant to the sequels (at least compared to the other two 'verses.) There's also a series dedicated to less plot-heavy fics in the 'verse. Co-written by @/spectorandmurdock again.

Nephila and the Knight - Emilia's "primary" verse, set on the fictional universe dubbed Earth-1305, which is a hodgepodge of the MCU and various other adaptations that I love.

The Dawn of Hope - missing moments from my Starlight Legacy 'verse, focused specifically on Lucina Thelanis and the Dawn of Hope/Alliance crew.

[mcytrecursive]

Nomination Overview - Horror

Buckle in today, we got a BIG category. Let's take a look at some of MCYTblr's favourite things to do with the cubitos- horror.

Title: Lucky number 925 (or the butcherbird's song) Rating: E-rated Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33355348/chapters/82839304 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Apocynaceae Relationships: Quackity/Jschlatt Characters: Quackity, Jschlatt, Awesamdude Length of the work: 58906 words Genre: Angst, AU, Canon-Divergent, Crossover, Dark Fic, Drama, Horror, Hurt-no-comfort, Smut, Whump, Crossover via hunger games AU Type: Fic Summary: Quackity is a career without a story. The day he steps on stage, volunteering to take the space of a citizen of district 2 in the Games, is the day he sees Schlatt. The drunken, uncaring, and uncouth mentor of district 10. He needs a story to win. Quackity knows Schlatt will be his story. (Or the very unnecessary Hunger Games inspired AU.)

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Title: The Pros And Cons Of Digging Your Own Grave Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53507566 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: antimony_medusa Relationships: Niki Nihachu & Ranboo & Technoblade & Philza Characters: Niki Nihachu, Ranboo, Technoblade, Philza Length of the work: 15,260 words Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, AU, Friendship, Horror, Superhero/Superpower AU Type: Fic Summary: Ranboo had tried to strike up a conversation with the person driving the City Defense car, really he had, but they’d responded with bland politeness, and he’d stumbled over his own words, and then he’d given up and stared out the window as they drove downtown. The buildings had steadily gotten taller and more ornate, and now they were crawling along between skyscrapers, him with his gym bag of personal items on the seat next to him and the symbol of his new job resting on his wrist, and the driver staring forward into the vehicle in front of them. They didn’t really blame the driver for not wanting to talk to them. People were always a bit weird about heroes—too aware of their sacrifices or too relieved by their service—and given the choice they would take silence over the person being overly positive about their future or worse—sorry for them. Ranboo slipped their fingertips under the power bracelet again, picking at it like a scab. OR: In a world where being a superhero turns you into a deadly monster, Ranboo is the newest hero recruit. They don't know what they're doing.

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Title: Twisted Reflection Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41488152 Fandom: Empires SMP Author: Chalk_Planchette Relationships: None that it focuses on Characters: Lizzie Ldshadowlady  Length of the work: 1512 words Genre: AU, Dark Fic, Horror, Magnus Archives AU Type: Fic Summary: [Lizzie] Statement of Lizzie Shadowlady regarding… (Pause) Regarding a monstrous reflection. Statement recorded live by head Archivist on September 7th 2021. Statement begins.

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Title: Monolithic Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41547801/chapters/104206269 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: fluffy_papaya Relationships: hypnotizd & xbcrafted Characters: hypnotizd, xbcrafted Length of the work: 22,030 words Genre: Horror Type: Fic Summary: A half step is all is takes — one second Xb is in the shade of the market stalls, the next he’s slipping through dimensions, Hypno close behind him. Eyes are everywhere. Reality is hidden behind the void. And something quiet stalks their steps, something that cannot die. But hey — they’re Horse Head Farms! And surely, they can survive this.

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Title: Goretober Prompt 2 - Trypophobia/Parasite - Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27753124 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: orphan_account Relationships: none tagged Characters: Grian, Ethoslab, ImpulseSV, Joe Hills, xBCrafted, Rendog Length of the work: 3,333 words Genre: Angst, Horror Type: Fic Summary: The Mycelium Resistance is alive and thriving with their new underground base. Everyone's been in high spirits over the friendly turf war; everyone except for Grian. Ever since messing with the block, he's been growing sicker and sicker, not to mention his growing fascination with mushrooms. When spores begin to sprout in his hair, he waves it off as nothing. Spending too much time around mushrooms can't be harmful, right? WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF BLOOD AND GORE. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED, ESPECIALLY IF YOU HAVE TRYPOPHOBIA. **Note: This takes place days after Grian finished the hidden Mycelium Resistance base's interior design.**

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Title: PDS 70b Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38010847/chapters/94936891 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Hoorayy Relationships: Tommyinnit & Wilbur Soot Characters: Tommyinnit and Wilbur Soot. Length of the work: 7152 (incomplete fic) Genre: Horror, Modern AU, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Cosmic Horror, Also it's hurt/comfort and hurt/no comfort Type: Fic Summary: The day the world ends, Wilbur Soot packs a suitcase and leaves. (or, it's the end of the world, and one man drives through the american southwest in search of life.)

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Title: no bills in the mail Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48701626/chapters/122850703 Fandom: Lifesteal SMP Author: oneirogen Relationships: Ashswag & Reddoons Characters: Ashswag, Reddoons, Bubblebrooke Length of the work: ~34k words Genre: Angst, AU, Character Study, Horror, Hurt/Comfort, Modern AU Type: Fic Summary: Go home, like he hasn’t been spending more time in Red's apartment than his own. Half his clothes are in Red's closet. There's a second toothbrush in the bathroom. Where else is he supposed to go?

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Title: completely normal things happening in nevada Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3478825 Fandom: Lifesteal SMP Author: Anonymous Relationships: ItzSubz/Vitalasy Characters: ItzSubz, Vitalasy, PrinceZam Length of the work: 54,348 words (incomplete series) Genre: Angst, AU, Horror, Modern AU Type: Fic Series Summary: Cryptid/Horror/Mystery Alternate Universe centering around Prince Zam's disappearance told from multiple POVs

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Title: Covet Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36814846/chapters/91843975 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP  Author: Oceanbreeze7 Relationships: None tagged Characters: impulseSV. PearlescentMoon, GoodTimesWithScar, mumbo jumbo, EthosLab, Xisumavoid, Rendog, Grian, xBCrafted, FalseSymmetry, Solidarity, InTheLittleWood  Length of the work: 102,734 words (incomplete fic) Genre: Drama, Horror Type: Fic Summary: If you notice anything, it leads you to notice more and more The humans talked, throwing bits and things into the passage they called Boatem Hole. The humans spoke to It, gentle and curious. They kept It company, called It a friend. It didn’t understand, but something beyond walls and walls of frosted glass and impermeable fog whispered pained and haunted behind It’s eyes with a voice that hurt to dwell on, don’t you remember this?

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Title: sometime before the sun comes up (the earth is gonna crack) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48703030 Fandom: QSMP Author: Odaigahara Relationships: MissaSinfonia&Philza; Wilbur Soot&Philza; Chayanne&Tallulah&Philza Characters: Philza, Tallulah, Chayanne, Wilbur Soot, Missa Length of the work: 10,893 words Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Found Family, Post-Apocalyptic AU, I'd say there are Horror elements, but as the author did not tag it as such, I'm hesitant to commit to calling it straight-out horror Type: Fic Summary: Tallulah pulled a flute from her bag and put it to her lips, blew a fragile little note that hung in the air like spider silk. Phil stiffened, raising the rifle in preparation– if he could scare the first mermaid, Missa could run up and grab them both– and a dark shape came up from the ocean, seawater rushing off its leathery wings. Bright yellow eyes, white bone shielding its face like an external skull and a head as large as an elephant’s. Missa sucked in a breath, fumbled for his weapon. Phil centered the dragon in the crosshairs, finger on the trigger, and Tallulah reached up to wrap her arms around the monster’s muzzle, leaning halfway over the water. Phil swore. He braced himself for violence, the deceptively quick change from living child into gutted mess, but it never came. Tallulah pulled back and said, Spanish blurring to familiar syllables, “Bobby, this is Chayanne. I told you he’s real.”

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Title: Phasmobros AU Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3811324 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Gladumf Relationships: Grian & impulseSV & GoodTimesWithScar & Skizzleman, Grian & GeminiTay, Grian & impulseSV, impulseSV & TangoTek, Grian & TangoTek, GeminiTay & TangoTek, No Romantic Relationship(s) Characters: Grian, Impulse, Scar, Gem, Skizz, Tango Length of the work: 31,480 words (incomplete series) Genre: Angst, AU, Horror, Phasmophobia AU Type: Fic series Summary: A radio transcript of the GIG(G)S team on various ghost hunts for their employer, and a fully written version of one of the worse hunts.

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Title: How to Survive Suburbia  Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2675548 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: hallmarked_error Relationships: Ranboo & Tubbo Characters: Tubbo, Ranboo Length of the work: 6,902 Genre: AU, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Horror, Urban Fantasy/Werewolf/Vampire AU Type: Fic series Summary: Series: An urban fantasy au partially inspired by HGK477, composed of a series of interconnected one-shots set somewhere in suburbia. Fics take place in the same universe but can be read as stand-alone works. How To Befriend The Monster Underneath Your Bed: Befriending the monster under your bed has always been a risky affair. Tubbo knows this, and knows you either do it right or you die. This is how he attempts to increase his chances of friendship Christmas Eve: Tubbo is thirteen-and-two days old and he is alone on Christmas Eve. He does what any other kid would in his situation - visit a graveyard.

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Title: From The Archives Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2888871 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Sixteenthdays Relationships: gen Characters: Grian, Hermitcraft Ensemble Length of the work: 129k Genre: AU, Horror, Modern AU Type: Fic Series Summary: A collection of statements from the archives of the Void Institute. (Magnus Archives Au) collection of short horror stories surrounding Hermits and related minecrafters

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Title: There's a Reason These Feathers are Barbed  Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30824555/chapters/76095047 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: EmJay_Panziku Relationships: Phil Watson & Technoblade, TommyInnit & Technoblade & Phil Watson, Fundy & Wilbur Soot, Wilbur Soot & Jshlatt. Tubbo & Wilbur Soot, Tubbo & TommyInnit, Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson, Technoblade & TommyInnit Characters: Technoblade, Philza, Tubbo, Wilbur Length of the work: 24,397 words (unfinished fic) Genre: AU, Canon-Divergent, Friendship, Horror, Post-Apocalyptic AU Type: Fic Summary: At what point when you twist a human's body do they stop being human? At what point does their mind come along for the ride? At what point do they themselves cease to recognize themselves as anything but the monster the mirror reflects, and thus cease to exist as anything but that monster? Would it be possible for that monster to remember, to become human again, if they only had a friend?

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Title: the things that never happened Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36918175/chapters/92105722 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: artistformerlyknownas Relationships: Karl Jacobs/Sapnap/Quackity Characters: Karl Jacobs, Sapnap, Quackity Length of the work: 26,703 words Genre: AU, Horror, Modern AU, Time Travel Type: Fic Summary: "When I was younger, I could remember anything, whether it had happened or not... but soon I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened." - Mark Twain // or, a crewboys teen drama horror movie featuring karlnapity and vaguely spooky vibes

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Title: Frankenstein Cletho AU Art Link: here Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: cerealdog Relationships: Cleo/Etho, Cleo & Etho, Cleo/Bdubs, Cleo & Bdubs, Joel Smallishbeans & Etho  Characters: Cleo, Etho, Bdubs, Joel Smallishbeans,  Length of the work: not applicable Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Canon-Divergent, Crossover, Drama, Horror, Romance Type: Art Summary: Full-color art of Frankenstein's Monster!Cleo and Frankenstein!Etho in his lab, as well as three primarily black and white lineart pieces of other scenes from the book reinterpreted with Joel, Bdubs, Etho, and Cleo.

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Title: City of Stars Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Paprikup Relationships: Quackity/Schlatt, Quackity/Karl/Sapnap Characters: Quackity, Sapnap, Karl, Schlatt Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Horror, Hurt-no-comfort, Romance Type: Animation Summary: A short animation about the times when Quackity's heart was shattered, the violence of loneliness, and the person (the monster) he's become in the ruins of lost love.

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Title: the doves are dead  Rating: E-rated Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3482953 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: emotionsenaationwheel and ollie_oxen_free  Relationships: Quackity/Schlatt, Wilbur/Schlatt, Wilbur/Quackity also some Sapnap/Quackity and Karl/Quackity  Characters: Schlatt Wilbur Quackity  Length of the work: 32,509 words (incomplete series) Genre: Angst, AU, Dark Fic, Horror, Hurt-no-comfort, Modern AU, Smut, Whump, Psychological horror, torture, New French Extremity vibes Type: Fic Series Summary: A series in which Schlatt has the power to control people's minds, and Quackity and Wilbur are his unfortunate victims. 

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Title: racehorse: get married!  Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2575438 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: small_lizard  Relationships: Quackity/JSchlatt, Karlnapity, Wilbur/Quackity, Quackity & George Characters: Quackity, Sapnap, Karl, Schlatt, George, Wilbur, Dream Length of the work: 38,564 words (incomplete series) Genre: Angst, Canon-Divergent, Character Study, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Drama, Horror, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt-no-comfort Type: Fic Series Summary: A collection of Quackity-adjacent relationship studies that all take place in the canon dsmp universe. Geniunely beautiful works exploring and dissecting several of Quackity's major interpersonal relationships from DSMP canon, including with Schlatt, Wilbur, Tubbo, Karl, Sapnap. Olivet Discourse is the most devastating imo but when reading even a single piece of this series the wider context is always lurking in the back of your mind; no matter how many quiet moments Quackity wins the reader has the knowledge of what's to come and it makes this series haunting. 

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Title: ouroboros Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42094335/chapters/105682362 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: swordfright Relationships: Dream & Awesamdude, Quackity & Dream & Awesamdude, Quackity & Awesamdude Characters: Awesamdude, Dream (Primarily), Quackity, Ponk, Technoblade (Secondarily) Length of the work: 98,193 words Genre: Canon-Divergent, Horror Type: Fic Summary: ABJECT (/ˈab-jekt/) - Adjective (noun form: the abject) Definitions: 1. The often disturbed reaction to a threatened breakdown in meaning caused by the loss of the distinction between the self and the other. 2. A place of immemorial violence that defies symbolic order. 3. The product of repression that precedes the establishment of the individual's relation to its objects of desire (id) and of representation (ego.) 4. A place where meaning collapses. ___________________ The prison they built together comes alive in a dangerously literal way. Pandora’s Vault breathes and hungers. Canon-compliant through nearly all of the imprisonment arc, branches off into canon divergence between Techno’s visit/escape and the jailbreak stream.

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Title: Vanishes soon after bedtime for good Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26702875 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: 00FFFF Relationships: Grian&mumbojumbo Characters: Grian, Mumbojumbo Length of the work: 4,326 words Genre: Angst, Canon-Divergent, Dark Fic, Horror Type: Fic Summary: Grian has been bitten by a phantom. Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem in the slightest; just pop a health potion and you’re on your merry way. But the bite of this phantom caused a rather nasty infection, its venom coursing through Grian’s veins. It changed him, ever so slowly...

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Title: shrimp colors Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41515473 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Hoorayy Relationships: Quackity/Karl Jacobs/Sapnap Characters: Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Sapnap Length of the work: 1538 words Genre: Horror, Modern AU, Cosmic horror Type: Fic Summary: “It’s kind of a long story.” Sapnap drawls, “I’d say I have time, but apparently the apocalypse is looming over us.” -- (the host of a cosmic horror, the harbinger of the apocalypse, and a guy who's failing chemistry walk into a diner. they talk about shrimp colors.)

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Title: Last of Us + Tntduo Link: here Fandom: Dream SMP Author: ashthefrogprin Relationships: Quackity/Wilbur Characters: Quackity, Wilbur Length of the work: not applicable Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, AU, Horror, Hurt/Comfort, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Romance, Slow Burn Type: Art Summary: A series of images depicting quackbur in a The Last of Us AU, followed by a brief summary of a few scenes the artist was imagining. Wilbur has a shotgun; Quackity has an axe. They're both traveling across the country together trying to find a safe harbor with other survivors-- and, as it turns out, being in close quarters with someone during life-threatening situations means the two of you tend to bond. Odd thing, that.

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Title: not applicable Link: here Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: qhideduo Relationships: Grian & Scar Characters: Grian, Scar Length of the work: not applicable Genre: Angst, AU, Crossover, Horror Type: Art Summary: In which Scar is an avatar of the End and Grian is an Avatar of the Slaughter. (Grian has trouble finding people to kill to feed his patron. Scar suggests that Grian kill him since he'll come back anyways. Grian has concerns and hesitates, but does it with Scar's assurances.)

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Title: Lifeline AU Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3156309 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: SlashMagpie Relationships: Impulse & Tango, Impulse & Pearl, Bdubs & Etho, False & Stress, Impulse & Skizz, Pearl & Tango Characters: Impulse, Tango, Pearl, Etho, Bdubs, False, Cleo, Skizz, Ren Length of the work: 299,349 words Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Fantasy AU, Horror, Modern AU, Time Travel, Space AU Type: Fic Series Summary: A science fantasy AU about a species of body-snatching aliens attempting to take over the Earth and the ragtag bunch of misfits trying to stop them. Based on the Lifeline series of mobile games.

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Title: Choke Down My Poison (I’m Breathing You In) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48146797/chapters/121412023 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: MawoftheMagnetar Relationships: None tagged Characters: ZombieCleo, Zedaph, TangoTek, Docm77 Length of the work: 9,461 words Genre: Angst, AU, Dark Fic, Horror, Apocalypse Type: Fic Summary: That's not water dripping from the stalactites. That's not moss under your feet. That's not condensation on your faceplate. That's not something you should be thinking about. Your friends are waiting at the bottom, silly! OR: Zed and Cleo need to find Tango. Before it's too late.

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Title: Eclosion Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51105736 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Sixteenthdays Relationships: None tagged Characters: Ethoslab, Goodtimeswithscar, Cubfan135 Length of the work: 1,132 words Genre: Horror Type: Fic Summary: Etho holds his breath, keeps absolutely still. A creeper wanders past him, brushing the high grass aside. He catches a glimpse, through the underbrush, of a glint of blue.

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Title: Red Red Red Red Red Red!  Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53143222 Fandom: peniSMP, but specifically peniSMP x2 Author: RottingHead Relationships: - Penisisunavailable/Shittyfartbaby69 - Penisisunavailable & Various peniSMP characters - Admiral Anus & Various characters Characters: Penisisunavailable and Admiral Anus. Length of the work: 1,078 words Genre: AU, Canon-Divergent, Dark Fic, Horror, Hurt-no-comfort Type: Fic Summary: The peniSMP x 2 spawn island is alive and is an eldritch horror. Bad times ensue.

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Title: Interlude From Another Reality: Taxidermy  Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40264314/chapters/100852947 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: sixteenthdays Relationships: No ships  Characters: Joe Hills, Grian, Goodtimeswithscar Length of the work: 3,921 words Genre: AU, Canon-Divergent, Crossover, Horror Type: Fic Summary: [GRIAN] Are you the manager? Because when I asked the person at the front to direct me to a manager they told me to come here. I have a complaint. [JOE] Well, I can understand that. (A couple non-canon bonus scenes to my From the Archives series, in a timeline where everything is a little bit upside down.)

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Title: Scarecrow AU (When The Sunlight Dies) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2556517 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: personalized_radio, bramble_patch (Marianne_Dashwood) Relationships: Dream/GeorgeNotFound, Quackity/Karl Jacobs/Sapnap, Quackity/Jschlatt Characters: Karl Jacobs, Dream, GeorgeNotFound, Sapnap, Quackity, Jschlatt, Wilbur Soot, DreamXD Length of the work: 511,877 words Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, AU, Dark Fic, Drama, Family, Fantasy AU, Friendship, Found Family, Horror, Hurt/Comfort, Kidfic, Romance, Royalty AU Type: Fic Series Summary: It's been three months since the coup. Three months since Sapnap, a knight, and George, his prince, have been chased out of their home. Three months of being on the run, trying to find a safe way out of Kinoko without being caught by the president's mercenaries or an opportunistic bounty hunter. It's hard, but it would be a lot easier if he didn't have to worry about George's sudden taste for wandering. Or the two guides that have worked their way into his group, promising them a safer way out of the kingdom. And it would be a whole lot easier if Sapnap wasn't flying solo, doing a job made for two. And then there's the Godling to worry about. Yeah. That's a whole thing. (Summary is for "When The Sunlight Dies", the first story in the series)

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Title: greener grasses Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31163336/chapters/79676620 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Apocynaceae Relationships: Quackity/Schlatt, Quackity&Karl, Quackity/Eret Characters: Quackity, Schlatt, Karl Jacobs, BadBoyHalo, Awesamdude, Ponk, Tommyinnit Length of the work: 569,475 words (unfinished fic) Genre: AU, Crossover, Drama, Horror, Modern AU, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Slow Burn, Time Travel, College AU Type: Fic Summary: Twenty-two years after the Survival Multiplayer event, Quackity has dreams of attending a law program in a walled city out West. Desperate to pay for expenses during his next semester at ManbergU, he accepts a TA position with his former professor. It's Quackity's last chance to get out of Manberg. It's his worst mistake. Features ghosts, time travel, possession, alternate universes, nonconsensual drug use, academic misconduct like you would not believe, an apocalypse, and midterm drama. 

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Title: you don’t know how you got here (you just know you want out) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48603814 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Marrow_and_Bone Relationships: Quackity/Schlatt, Quackity/Wilbur Soot, Quackity/Sapnap/Karl Jacobs Characters: Quackity, Schlatt, Wilbur Soot, Ranboo, Tubbo, Dream, Sapnap Length of the work: 15,910 words Genre: Angst, AU, Character Study, Drama, Horror, Romance Type: Fic Summary: Like every other severed employee of DSMP Inc, Alex exists as two different people, who share the same body but know nothing about each other. Every morning when he goes to work, Alex becomes Quackity, and until now he’s been content to leave his other life a mystery. But then late one night in a diner parking lot, Alex is confronted by a strange older man with mutton chop sideburns and alcohol on his breath, whom Alex can’t remember having met before but who clearly recognizes him, who calls him “Quackity” and tells him they’ve been lied to. And less than five minutes later, that man is lying dead on the ground.

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Title: this is about a stuffed bird Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36163102/chapters/90146260 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Bee_4 Relationships: Mumbo Jumbo & Evil Xisuma Characters: Mumbo Jumbo, Evil Xisuma Length of the work: 78,043 words Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Character Study, Friendship, Horror, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Type: Fic Summary: In which Mumbo crosses several towns, learns some creative methods of self-defense, fights some monsters, sees things no human is meant to have seen, befriends a stranger, steals multiple cars, has inconvenient moral scruples, grows increasingly terrified of his own culpability in the apocalypse, grows a spine, blows up at least one building, accidentally prevents a murder, and attempts to find his best friend in the futile but ever-burning hope the man’s still alive. He has to say, he’s so exhausted and terrified that he thinks he might just be mad? (OR: the one where, after most of humanity turns into a series of terrifying monsters, Mumbo decides he’s going to risk his life on an apocalypse road trip to try to find out if Grian is alive. Things, as you might imagine, devolve from there.)

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Hi! Took me awhile to think of these questions but here we go!

1. In the RBB Superheroes AU! Do some of the heroes recognize each other as civilians but not in their hero identities?

2. In your RBB Superheroes AU, do they recognize each other through their voices or is this the same kind of thing that miraculous has going on?

3. In your RBB TMA AU! I noticed your new video but I'm confused on a particular thing. What does Russo mean, "I see a man who makes it out alive, but it's no longer you?"

4. How is DJ and Russo's friendship in your RBB TMA AU? Like how does a hunt avatar and a eye avatar manage to be chill around each other?

5. In BLSMP, is there an alternative way for the battlers to leave the SMP or are they forced to do the whole, "Last man standing" kind of thing?

6. In BLSMP, if you lose all your lives and get well kicked out of the server, are they permanently dead or no?

7. Are there any hybrids aside from Booshot in the RBB Contestant?

8. If PinkLeaf dies again in a world with no respawn. Does he die or no? Considering he is dead himself.

9. Do you have any RBB ships, if so what are they?

10. In your RBB Pokemon AU, what are the specific types each gym leader and elite four use?

That's all for now!

Let's go, more questions!

Q1) Not really. Well, Kreek and Devoun know each other in their civilian identities, Leah and Ashley have interacted as part of their civilian jobs and maybe Kreek and Denis have chatted a few times, but they otherwise don't interact much outside of work - and the Hero Organisation much prefers it that way.

Q2) Some of this is done via Jack and Sanna's experimenting and limited glamour on the suits, some of it is that their features do change when they use their powers. For people like Devoun, his eyes change colours completely - from blue to green, others like Kreek remain having blue eyes, but they look much brighter when using his powers. Also, Kreek and Leah both get hair colour changes when using their powers. There is probably jokes passed around that they 'look' like the heroes, but a lot of people get that, not just them.

Q3) What Russo is saying is "You [Kreek] could've made it out of the supernatural side of reality with your humanity intact...but at the rate you're going, it's unlikely." After all, you often need to die to become a full avatar, don't you?

Q4) They were friends before they got claimed by their respective entities. When Russo became the Archivist, he explained the whole thing to DJ (Sabrina knew about it because she worked full time at the Foundation, but DJ isn't on the contract and really only assists when he can, so he didn’t know about the Entities.), so DJ doesn't care about his Eye allegiance. When DJ started going down the path of being a Hunter, Russo tried to stop him, which strained their relationship (Sabrina had been replaced by a Not-Them at this time), but after the real Sabrina was found and the Not-Them killed, they were able to repair their friendship.

Q5 + 6) No spoilers, you'll find out eventually :)

Q7) Yes! Many, in fact. Actually, just take my species tier list.

Flamingo is a flamingo hybrid (duh), Calixo is a shark hybrid, Jake is a tiger hybrid. There’s a sliding scale between the three of them of how much their hybrid DNA shows (Albert has strong flamingo traits, Calixo’s somewhere in the middle, and Jake’s tiger hybrid barely show except from fangs and oddly coloured body hair growing in weird places.)

NightFoxx and PrestonPlayz are…weird, species wise. Preston is a lava-creeper-human hybrid, so he has power over lava and fire as well as having creeper traits. Because creepers don’t exist in Robloxia, his Lava Elemental traits show through far more in Robloxia. NightFoxx is a hybrid between a Starborne and the Starborne equivalent of a fox - a Night Fox. Since starbornes are elementals, he’s an elemental-human hybrid. Even they don’t like explaining it.

Q8) Yes. See: Antithesis.

Q9) No, I've never been big on shipping at all to be honest. Technically I ship TeraBrite (DJ X Sabrina), but that's about it. (I've assumed you were asking after romantic headcanons specifically and answered accordingly.)

Q10) Some important context first: The Elite 4 (and Top Champion) in my Pokemon AU have achieved a rank called 'Champion Rank', earned for beating the Elite 4. Kreek and Tanqr have both earned the 'Top Champion' rank, as they've both beaten the Top Champion respectively. Because of this, the Elite 4 (and Top Champ) can use two types in their teams, but they must have a 'primary type' which is a type unused by any gym leaders.

On with the list, primary types are bolded. I'll include Tanqr as well:

Thinknoodles: Ground

OminousNebula: Ghost

MeganPlays: Bug

LeahAshe: Psychic

Calixo: Water

Jayingee: Rock (Flamingo: Flying)

Jackeryz: Ice

Bandites: Fighting

DenisDaily: Normal/Ground

iBella: Fairy/Psychic

PinkLeaf: Grass/Dragon

KreekCraft: Fire/Fighting

Tanqr: Dark/Ghost

Thanks for asking!

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Mmmh Stranger Danger lore. I think there is great potential for Archivist!Sasha and Basira to feed each other's eye obsession in a very nice way.

So for the record, Basira in this AU is mostly unchanged, it's just that I really liked her "pursing knowledge" "won't stop reading books" vibes in canon and I'd like to expand on them in this AU? So maybe she'll end up having way more of a connection to the Eye. Plus since Daisy isn't really her normal werewolf self in this, Basira doesn't have that strong connection to the Hunt.

So anyways. I don't think Sasha would do it on purpose, but I do think she would push her towards pursuing knowledge, learning more, feeding the eye in short.

Cause see, Sasha if she survived would be way more inclined towards actually serving the Eye than I think Jon ever was. Like come on, Ms Sasha Hacker-invasion-of-privacy James?? I don't think she would be as keen on "keeping her humanity" as Jon was, and so she's not as much into that "hero" role as he was. But so, yeah, I think she would push people towards seeking knowledge relentlessly, and she'd enjoy other people suffering with the fear of being watched somewhat, and she'd like using compulsion.