#John Doe au

[bittertoxicity]

🧶👁️Uncanny Strings🧵🪡

Another fav interest gets hit with the plushy beam lol

All characters belong to mortisfox !

[uglylilclown]

Skrunkly makes a comeback :33

[blossomgutz]

OMG John Doe Au real?!?!?!? 😱😱😱😱 (not clickbait!!!)

[ballhall]

A lil comic of an AU I made :] (TW: GORE AND ANGST) Read at your own risk (oh and btw tumblr ruin the crap out of its quality so I suggest you click on the image)

[c00kie-d0e]

SAUCVAU relationship headcanons!

SAUCVAU stands for: Self Aware Uncanny Valley AU!

In which You becomes aware like John Doe and they work together to escape and Maison just watches everything for entertainment

You basically hates almost everyone 💀

Maison hates You because they tazed him lmao

Y/N is not really aware that You is an actual character in the game

Maison is just hungry

Y/N simps for all love interests because they just like me fr

John hates Maison bc he tried eating their friend

Maison will definitely try to eat John as well, but idk how edible hair and clay is 💀

[thebekashow]

Since you like John Doe, will there be an AU?

Maybe! One where he escapes the game (and tries to blend in)

[robbinggoodfellows]

@uglylilclown i might be in love with him

[holycrimin]

"John Doe" Morro Au

// slight gore , mentions of decapitation

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Okay okay, so theres this musical called ride the cyclone and in it, theres a character called jane doe

She's basically a girl who was decapitated when she died in the accident

Jane/John doe is the name given to unidentified bodies in the er, John doe for male and Jane doe for female

I'll get to the point

So what if, instead of 'Morro' we had John doe? Because he died in that pit alone, and was probably very badly burnt to a crisp, therefore making his identity unkown.

Where in the entirety of s5, instead of Morro trying to prove he's the green ninja and possessing Lloyd, the ninja find this ghost near where he died while they're on a mission or sonething. Jay, in Jay fashion, gives the ghost the nickname "John Doe" and the season's entire shtick is basically trying to find out this ghost's identity.

Until they (the ninja, master wu, and John Doe) finally find his corpse in the cave and Wu realizes it's his long lost student and yk shock value super emotional scene

In day of the departed, we see John Doe again (obv he knows he's 'Morro' but he just prefers John Doe bc memories w the ninja) surprised to see Cole being a ghost, and trying to help the ninja save the day

It ends when he finally finds peace and acceptance in the fact that he will never remember the life he once had as "Morro", and will continue his afterlife being "John Doe"

Here's what i think he would look like

"John Doe"

Came up with this at like 3 am lol

[hyst3r1a-113]

Man am I gonna miss AO3, but as promised, I'm re-uploading my entire fic (this is going to be very long 😭)

Prologue:

There have been a series of disappearances and killings as of this year. Many fighters from across the country as well as civilians have been reported missing or killed. It has gotten so intolerable that the United Nations has received various complaints and any outside events had to be rescheduled or shut down. Many cries for help had been requested from outside countries all over the world, but due to certain conditions and restrictions, the calls for help were either ignored or resulted in an extreme increase in the crime rate.

Raven and Master Raven were sent on the strings of cases on behalf of the United Nations. They are prepared to face the consequences of death and the risks of becoming the next victim, but no matter what it will take, they will deliver justice to those whose cases were ruled either suicide or trafficking.

"Today isn't the day, huh? You've been lacking sleep," Raven told Master Raven as he pointed out her heavy eyebags, her poor hygiene, and her excessive amounts of expresso in her coffee.

"I will smack you across that shaved head of yours, Raven," the scarred lady replied in return in her agitation and displeased mood. She drank her coffee, almost downing it in one singular gulp.

"Oh, come on, loosen up a little bit, Master Raven. You've grown restless ever since that John Doe case we were handed," Raven replied, trying to lighten the mood a little bit and poke fun at his superior and totally not obvious older sister figure.

"And you wonder why you needed to be retrained. We have no time for jokes, Raven, we need to focus on tracking down this freak that's been causing us this trouble and backlash," Master Raven responded before scowling a tiny bit before she poured herself yet another cup of expresso-filled coffee and made herself a cup of instant rice noodles.

Raven just shot an annoyed eye roll in response to her grouchiness. Master Raven was already eating away at her cup of instant rice noodles, savoring up the spicy flavor and eating it as if it was going to grow legs and walk away from her. Raven just stared with some shock and slight intimidation.

"Master Raven, it's not going to leave any time soon! Relax-," but before Raven could finish his sentence, Master Raven smacked him across the head with no hesitation. Raven ended up scoffing and wincing in pain, but he knew he had it coming for messing with her too much. Master Raven shook her head in disapproval and continued with her quick breakfast. She walks into the bathroom and looks at herself in the mirror.

"God damn, they weren't joking when they said I looked awful," she thought to herself.

Master Raven just continued to inspect her appearance. Her skin was very ashy, she almost looked like she was going through an illness. Her eye bags were much heavier than before, and they were much more noticeable. Her hair looked too stiff; she hadn't taken care of her dreadlocks in weeks ever since she picked up this case, or this mission for that matter. Her body was reeking of foul odor due to the hard work and excessive investigation she did.

"But I can't just take a break. The whole world is counting on this case," she thought to herself again.

After Master Raven fixed herself a shower, she went on to check if Raven was working, and to her surprise, he was. He was already making some connections based on the evidence she gathered so far. He was already pinpointing possible suspects, but there were some flaws within those suspects in question.

There were two suspects so far: Bryan Fury and Alisa Bosconovitch. They both were often very lethal in and out of the fighting rings, (with a bit of an emphasis on Bryan), but Alisa was a bit of a shocker to Master Raven. She looked at Raven with a confused and "have you lost your mind" kind of look.

"And why on earth would a robot be driven to mass murder?? Did you get so bored that you began to mess around, Raven?" Master Raven questioned, confused and skeptical of Raven's inquiries about Alisa.

"There have been confirmed murders done with a chainsaw in Russia. There have also been instances where people saw someone with shoulder-length hair, although the hair color and hairstyle were not specified by the witnesses and those affected by these crimes," Raven replied, still skeptical and uncertain about the crimes.

Ironic enough, the crimes and disappearances first began in Russia, then slowly escalated to America, and then it became like an ongoing pandemic where everyone in the world was going missing or dying the next day. Master Raven wasn't surprised a man like Bryan Fury was suspected, considering that he's a notorious criminal wanted in many states in the United States, but it wouldn't make much sense unless he somehow snuck into Russia and began a massacre there. Alisa makes less sense, especially since she's just a mere robot who can be destroyed or heavily damaged, but her chainsaws do raise some questions.

"There is also a peculiar pattern when the deceased were autopsied," Raven said, showing Master Raven the pictures and reports of the dead bodies and comparing them to different types of crime scenes.

There is indeed a pattern. One that Master Raven should've spotted earlier. One that could've avoided her restless nights and agitation. One that could've made things crystal clear from the very beginning.

"The victims have some sort of initials carved into them, whether it was done by themselves or if it was done by the culprit themselves. Don't you think it's time we search for this? Or is it too early to tell?" Raven suggested while he looked up at Master Raven, who appeared to be lost in thought. She seems to be too dissociative to tell if she should go with Raven's idea or if she should try and find some more solid proof.

"We'll go for it, but I will need to question the two suspects before we proceed with anything. We can't cut corners," Master Raven orders as she finalizes her decision. She can finally put those restless and tiresome nights to ease, and she can finally make progress instead of just staying in square one. She immediately orders the capture of Bryan Fury and Alisa Bosconovitch, not wasting a single moment to advance her investigation.

[duckgens]

john doe/penny lamb my beloved

[bluegiragi]

limitations (part 2)

early access + nsfw on patreon

[deadsetobsessions]

Hera stood, waiting for her turn at last. The Queen of the Greek Pantheon traced the lines of neon green, its light reflecting against her true form in a soothing way. She’s no stranger to patience, to waiting. But there were little of those that had the gall to make her wait, and even smaller of that number that she would tolerate such behavior. Regardless, this was the one being she could not afford to offend and so, she waits. Her many forms, her divine self, perceived the room and compared it to her own halls of residence.

Olympus was much more intricate, carved of noble marble and inlaid with countless of priceless metals and gems and divinity. Twelve seats of power atop an engineering wonder, halls adorned with the brightest of the original flames, an hearth that was roaring at Hesta’s skillful hands.

In comparison, this throne room had been changed much since she was last here. Gone were the spikes of terror and screams of the damned. Now… it looked like the most bare throne room she’d ever bore witness to.

And yet, as she waited for the Boy King, Hera could feel the subtle thrum of impossible power. The new king did not flare his will and might like the previous tyrant, and for that, Hera approved. She has had quite enough of living with and under tyrants who cared only for themselves… and their bed achievements whilst failing spectacularly in their marital roles. Zeus was not a good life partner and Hera regretted ever saying yes to him many times in her immortal life. And yet… she loved him still.

The doors opened, and a small figure floated in, flanked by the previous King’s Knight. Perhaps that is what makes this Boy King so dangerous, Hera thought as she dipped into a bow, because he can turn the loyalest to his side.

“Your Majesty,” she greeted, in ghost speak.

“Heya, Hera!” The Boy King greeted her back, before waving the Knight away. Hera marveled, a bit, at the sheer confidence he had to dismiss his knight in her presence. Even the last king kept the knights around to ensure his power was always in display, always unchallengeable. The Boy King could destroy her with a snap of a finger and he knows it. He knows that she knows it.

“What did you need?” The Boy King asked, grin still on place as he floated to her instead of seating himself on his throne. Hera masked the bit of confusion she felt in pursuit of her goal.

“I have come here to ask of you a favor,” she began. “I am aware that… you are fond of this, the earth in which I reside in?”

Hera carefully picked her word. Everybody knows that the new King Phantom had laid claim to not only the Infinite Realms as is normal of his station, but an entire Earth as his haunt. He had the power to do so, she could finally see, now that she was standing before him. It would not do for Hera to get her strings cut because she claimed what is his.

“Sure. Why?” The Boy King tilted his head, narrowing that predator green upon her true form.

“Do you know of the Justice League, my lord?”

“Phantom’s fine,” he waved a hand. “And yeah, sure do! Why?”

Hera tilted her many forms in acknowledgement of the command. She bowed.

“My daughter, of a sort, is Diana Prince. Wonder Woman. She is… in grave danger. We can not exert our influence over a land that does not have our history. I can not interfere and aid her.”

“Oh, you want me to help her?” His tone was exasperated, and Hera spoke even more carefully in fear of offending him.

“Yes, if it pleases you. And it would be most gracious of you should Your Majesty have time to watch over her. I fear the danger will not leave her so quickly.”

There was a brief period of silence before King Phantom sighed. “And if it does not please me to do so?”

Hera looked up and locked gazes with evaluating green. “Then I am afraid I will be breaking a fair bit of cosmic law, King Phantom.”

He laughed. “Okay, yeah, I’ll check up on Wonder Woman.”

Hera blinked her many eyes, peacock feathers spreading in shock at how easily he allowed her favors. She did not even have to beg.

King Phantom turned to leave before pausing. “Hera, if you need help, just ask. Preferably without beating around the bushes next time. Also, Pandora misses you. You might want to hang around for tea later.”

Hera regarded him with the might of her divinity, which was but hardly a spec of his own kindness. The last one had not had her respect. Fear, yes. But never respect But this one…

“Yes, my King.”

“It’s just Phantom.” He shot back as he left, the Knight returning to his side once more.

Hera transformed into a more mortal form. She had not seen Pandora in a long time, the young woman had made quite an impression on her. Perhaps her old friend could be convinced in helping her punch Zeus and ruin her beloved husband’s day. Hera hummed, the green that used to flicker acidly against her divine form now only soothed. A reflection of its owner.

King Phantom is worthy of her regard.

——

Holy shit, a goddess asked him to check on the Justice League! She was super weird about it and talked in a really old way of speaking, but Danny hadn’t had anything to do for the past few days while entering the zone for his annual check up.

Danny waved away Fright Knight and dived into the portal that would take him directly to the Justice League and Diana!

He floated down from the portal, blinking at group of disheveled and injured superheroes surrounded by a group of demons. Belial?

“King Phantom.” Belial rumbled. Danny waved, not noticing the standstill his presence forced.

“Shite.” The British man cursed, drawing on his magic once more.

“King Phantom?” Diana Prince, Wonder Woman, said quizzically.

“Who?” Batman, Batman! That’s actually Batman, rumbled.

“High King of the Infinite Realms. We’re buggered if he decides to help Belial.”

“Wait, like the god of gods, that King Phantom?” Captain Marvel asked. Ancients, why are all of them electrical based? Danny hates electricity.

Danny floated closer to them, grinning in a friendly way before frowning as they tensed up.

“King Phantom. May I ask why you have graced us with your presence, my King?”

“Hey, Wonder Woman! Your mom asked me to babysit you!” He grinned, sharp and mischievous.

“What…?” The Flash asked, zipping to their side. “Her mom? Queen Hippolyta?”

“No, Hera,” Danny said, and watched Wonder Woman straighten at his words.

“The Goddess Hera.”

“Yep!” Danny rocked back on his suddenly formed legs instead of the whisp of a tail he usually kept in the Zone. He was also still floating. Danny sent a wave of ice and froze the rest of the demons in one fell swoop.

“The rest of you can take care of clean up, yes? Diana has to get some snacks, dinner, and then go to bed.” He pushed gently at Diana’s shoulders, nudging her towards the plane. She went willingly, respectful but amused.

——

Bruce, intellectually knowing that’s a king but only seeing a superhero teenager: *fills out mental adoption paperwork*

——

Hera, a goddess, terrified of misspeaking and dying as a result: he’s so strong even though he’s young omg powerful and could end my immortal existence

Danny, an unserious king: golly gee why is she speaking like a Shakespeare novel

——

Hera, thinking Danny’s gonna be dignified: pls watch over my daughter

Danny, who has a clone he sees as a daughter and therefore has no issues babysitting a grown woman: lol snacks, dinner, bedtime

Diana:… usually I’m on the other spectrum of this but it’s from a higher up so… okay?

——

Danny, terrifying gods and ancients: they’re my friends! The power of friendship!

[uglylilclown]

What would happen if John Doe and Jane Doe met?

They would give each other lore on their dolls :33

And be besties Fr Fr,, bond over their loss of identity

[phibsies]

Swap AU BroZone :]

gonna put the ref in this post too :3

rambles under cut ^_^

it was mentioned in a previous post, but in my swap au, branch’s brothers don’t split apart :] i mainly decided this for funsies tbh, i just really liked the idea of them staying. these are also a lil old ? but i plan to draw more interactions and such. i have so much planned for this silly swap honestly :’3

[ballhall]

More stuff, lore stuff

[genesisguidline]

comic#1 of my malevolent p.i au

a domestic sketch #1 if you want something less violent

comic#2(john gets a present)

comicstrip#1(client pov)

this is basically my first try to make a comic so don’t judge me. i did my best 🤷‍♂️