#Placeholder AU Tag

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

I love the kook ford au (old man pines?) can't wait to see more

Thank you!! I have far too many thoughts on Town Kook Ford, so right now I'm mostly just trying to filter through my ideas and see what sticks. This time I'm actually going try and make the lore as simple as possible, because I already have another AU with a convoluted enough lore for me to handle :')

Little headcanon for my Ford: he is sometimes seen carrying around a disconnected house phone, listening to the silence and static from the receiver and engaging in conversation with no one at all, talking to himself, or his mother, or Fiddleford, or Stanley.

Sometimes he'll approach strangers in town and ask for Stanley's whereabouts, insisting that someone on the phone is asking for him, that they have something to tell him. It makes people avoid him even more, usually.

[pillowspace]

(This comic is directly related to this post, by the way!)

[valtsv]

since the wedding au is out of the bag i might as well post my contributions so far. more to follow soon once i go on vacation and have a chance to draw properly.

[hey-hey-j]

the last time they saw each other

(★ my Kofi)

[flickeringchimes]

Hey anyone remember the Siffrin Journey drawing from a few days ago. well. *bill wurtz voice* we can make an AU out of this

I happen to have many ideas for this already despite just having this and the Road of Trials drawing!! I will share soon hopefully 👀

[juukai]

so people in one of the dca servers already saw and heard, but I've been fucking around with my own alien au for a couple weeks now.......

haven't cemented any pattern plans for the boy's' bodies and may change their racial height compared to y/n a little bit.

[lunarharp]

love's shadow will surround - 6k T orufrey fic about a witch and a silverleaf

He's left the lights of his small house on, his tiny atelier, waiting - he likes to see the glint of it on the leaves, his light reach the tree here. Give him what he can. It's always a comfort.

But when his physical senses are dulled, it brings it all back like fog, the flashes of memory. Of that day, all of them around the twisted body. He cups a few straggling branches, letting the hurt filter through him, almost as if keen to. They called him the Witch of Light in those days, eulogise his work still - but that was his masterpiece.

[scrawldust]

wip i do not know if i i will ever finish hashtag carpal tunnel syndrome goes CRAZY. brief lore below the cut

coran and allura belong to a tribe of dragon riders/defenders which was massacred by warlords (wonder who) when allura was a young girl. they escape, stumble upon, and manage to live safely in the bewilderbeast's nest, which is years later eventually discovered by a group of foreign dragon riders (WONDER WHO)

i made their altean markings/ears into parts of a traditional face painting/piercing tradition from their home!

coran bonds specially with a snafflefang. no specific reasoning here i just saw 'snafflefang' and have attached it to coran for all eternity. please understand me

keith wields inferno because i said so

[slowlysoluminary]

[ ISAT SWAP AU, FAMILY END SCENE ]

ACTORS: king, {euphrasie,} [claude,] <nille,> |mira,| drawing kid

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{"Wh-whats. . ."}

Fear drips through each of her words.

{"Oh no. Oh no, no, no. . ."}

Her hasty breathing climbs.

You turn your head.

You wish you didn't .

{"Pele, this smell-?"}

Her panicked eyes lock with yours.

You can't shift your expression fast enough.

She knows... She knows. She always knows. Of course she'd know now.

You don't understand. You did everything right. Couldn't the Universe send you a boon? Lend you silence as the world breaks around you, again? And again? And again? Over and over and over and ...

And what's different? You found a home, a place you belonged? A place you were loved? Did you think that would help you? Were you really that stupid??

Hahahahahaha!!!!

["Euphie!"]

They rush to her aid. You're frozen in place. Too useless to comfort her. (She wouldn't want you there anyway.)

<"Pel?">

Nille noticed, too.

<"What's goin' on? Is sum'n the matter?">

She's torn, between reaching out for you and sticking by Euphrasie. Why? You can't help but wonder.

The Kid lets out an anxious bleat. Nille ushers them closer.

|"I-I'm sorry! Monsieur, please...!!"|

{"That Mirabelle..."}

{"Ooh, it got her too..! It's too late!! I should've noticed sooner!"}

<"Euphs, we're gettin' worried! What are you talking about?">

Are you just going to stand there?

She's suffering. It's your fault. Do something. Do something!!!!

["Pele! What's-"]

["Urgg!!"]

The world breaks.

|"I don't know what's happening!! Forgive me, I'm sorry!"|

{"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, n-"}

["The air around us, it's -! Augh!"]

Burnt sugar thickens the air around you. Breathing is a chore.

<"Crab, my head hurts...">

Is someone wheezing?

<"PELE!!">

... Oh, it's you!

They're all running, reaching. Worried. Confused.

<"COME BACK!!!">

You haven't moved, and you make no motions to do so. You have no such intention.

Will you ever get to see Nille reunite with her younger sibling? Watch her reunite with the one person she talks about most frequently, most favorably? Help her guilt come to pass? At the end you'll always find a sliver of that woman (shame she'll never stay that way).

["H-hey! Pele! Something's wrong! Talk to us!"]

Will you ever get to see Claude find peace with herself and her situation? Will you ever get to see her in her daily life, untroubled by the weight of an entire country? Will you ever get to see her find happiness with the one she loves? Will you yourself ever find peace with Claude's situation? (You don't think about the tug on your heart at the thought.)

The Kid cries, trailing behind Nille, unsure what to do.

You hurt. Will you ever get to see this kid's family? Will you ever find their name, their identity, their home, some safe place for them to stay? Will you ever be a safe place for them to stay? (Your heart burns with the mere idea that you've been an insufficient provider).

{"P-Pele... what did you do?"}

You hurt. Will you ever get to see her smile at you again, with the same genuine glee she does at the rest of the world? Will you ever mend your broken bond with that woman? Will you ever get to speak a word with her without fighting the urge to claw your eyes out, or flee, or what have you? (You love her.)

Will you ever get to see a happy ending?

<"HOLD OUT YOUR HAND!">

You oblige, with little heart. It won't work. The idea is futile (it comforts you anyway).

What do they see in you? What do they think of you?

|"I'm sorry, I failed you!! Euphie..!!"|

You take a step forward.

And

your world falls apart.

(They are your world.)

【 ✦ 】

ADDITIONAL

Only in this moment can you finally rest.

[jisokai]

Shouto’s father doesn’t like you.

It’s a scenario you were prepared for—one you imagined in the private company of your nerves. But Shouto was unconcerned when you told him, and his dismissal lowered your guard; you figured he was confident in you and your ability to win his family over.

It didn’t occur to you that his attitude was because he wouldn’t care what they thought of you.

Dinner is rough, a thick wall of tension splitting you from Enji across the table. His eyes—the blue of twin raging storms—follow your every move, eyebrows lifting when you place your sake to the left. You wilt under his scorching stare, nerves crawling from the self consciousness of your etiquette, every subsequent change in his expression.

“Oyaji,” Shouto warns from beside you, eyes narrowing at his father in an icy glare.

Enji’s expression doesn’t change, meeting Shouto’s challenge. You swallow as the air in the room thickens. It’s silent, unnerving. 

Fuyumi laughs nervously beside you, raving about the sashimi to fill the space. Her chopsticks reach for the center of the table, piling tuna and salmon on your plate. You thank her with a grimace, eyes averting from Enji carefully.

You catch Rei’s face beside her husband, schooled in an elegant and unbothered expression. Natsuo and his fiance eat quietly at the end, only trading glances with one another.

Touya laughs across the table, a sharp sound that rings.

“Touya,” Shouto warns his brother this time.

Your cheeks burn, eyes falling to your bowl of rice. They sting, blurring as saltwater pools in your lashes. You blink rapidly to clear them, lifting the dish to your mouth to shield yourself from the many watchful gazes.

A gentle hand lands on your thigh—Shouto, trying to reassure you.

You inhale sharply, nearly slamming down the bowl as you slide the chair back and stand.

“Excuse me for one moment,” you say quickly with a bow.

It only takes three hurried steps to exit the room.

Behind you, multiple voices start—deep and loud and challenging one another. One is clearly Shouto’s, only angrier than you’ve ever heard. You race down the hall, wanting to be far far away. The sound of the door sliding open strikes panic in your heart.

Shouto calls your name. It’s a desperate noise.

You sprint as fast as you can.

[pillowspace]

literally the only reason i haven't drawn the au i've got bouncing around my head was because i didn't want to have to clean it up. but then i realized that there was nothing stopping me from posting the messiest sketch i could, so

anyway, it's just a little comfort au i ponder sometimes of you adopting a child with sun and moon (specifically after meeting them since i don't see that often), but because of robot, they can't legally have guardianship, so like... she's... legally yours... but she's truly everyone's. yeah, my comfort moments usually get me really lost in thought over robot laws for some reason? have this single peak into my mind

[valtsv]

VAL and Shrue get hatemarried, VAL's dress is made of caul fat

i know what i'm drawing next for the wedding au thanks for the idea

[cosmicnyan]

ideas are coursing through my brain

may post more design concepts and writing of this later..

[halflifebutawesome]

@arrimorr yr tags are making me crazy for a multitude of reasons but this has me losing it because you’ll never guess what I was in the middle of drawing when I saw them

[the-crazy-echidna-lady]

"Grandma"

I saw someone else make a design for "Grandma" from sa1. (check out their post! I linked it-) And I had been wanting to for awhile but never got to it. But now I did so here's "Grandma" as she's only called that the times she's mentioned.

Some what based off the hieroglyphic from sa2, bc idk about you, but that's clearly a woman to me by the shape of it.

Anyhow, the times I'll user her in my au, I'll use my little design I made while inspired by the little detail in sa2

Headcanon that Tikal is the one who inherits her jewelry when she passes, but Pachacamac is given the feathers and they both embrace those things in their attire ever since. (For my AU, Obelisk inherits the wrist cuffs, and he only wears them for sacred events because of the lapis. Tikal gets to wear her lapis crap all the time bc she's a priestess like Grandma. lol)

[kroosluvr]

black mask sumire