#Placeholder AU Tag

[localvoidcat]

this is 4 the dave & obrien vessel au (i dont have a name 4 it yet) so basically og gabe got trapped by alt gabe like in canon but he figured out he could escape by using a human as a vessel BUT. its permanant. so he waited in his prison 4 thousands of years 4 the right human until he finds dave and is like "That One. the gnc uncle will save us all." unfortunatelyhis brother found out he escaped and was like. ok whos closest to this dave guy. uh. mark. kill him. obrien. possess him. (also btw getting possessed by angels is Not Fun. and when the angel severs from you you die. lol. lmao) and uhhhh yeah thats all i came up with (for now!!!!)

? I LOVE THIS SO MUCH ANON

[pillowspace]

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

[hey-hey-j]

the last time they saw each other

(★ my Kofi)

[void-shattered]

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 👀

[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.

[elhnrt]

i drew tes oblivion madatobi tidbits for a friend's bday :-D two things i love most

[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

[kroosluvr]

black mask sumire

[paradoxbeta]

looks to the moon is a bit different today

[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

[reinafish]

OMG R THOSE MABEL AND DI- nevermind its just another one of Fish’s AUs

[ranticore]

tiny bit of prose from 2023 from when i was working out the whole social situation of fighting and so on etc

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The outsize showers were slow and too cold, the water gurgling out from ancient pipes in a pathetic trickle over Pascal’s back. He ducked under the flow to wet his hair, hoping to scrape some soap through the long brown curls, but the harsh clacks of heavy hoof-falls came a second before an arm intruded across his field of view and snatched the soap out of his reach.

Fabian laughed. “Oh, jeez, you weren’t using that, were you?” He was very close, sodden hair rubbing up against Pascal’s side and hindquarters briefly before the rest of Fabian’s body cut past Pascal on his way to the row of showerheads, just close enough that it would have forced Pascal to step back to let him, if Pascal had been a reasonable sort of person.

“Feel free,” Pascal said in painstakingly cool tones. Fabian smiled innocently in response, likely confident that he had gotten his way, until Pascal swung his own body around to fully block his path, shedding suds and water onto Fabian in a messy spray, and stood there squeezing the moisture from his hair. Fabian would have to move past some other way, because he was not, under any circumstances, going to get Pascal to give up an inch of space.

Billows of steam swirled around them, spilling out past the corrugated metal wall that was their only modesty shield from the training going on in the arena outside. The other centaurs in the shower block were unobtrusively going about their cleaning routine, while every few seconds sneaking peeks across at the stallion pair, following their movements.

“Oh, wow, this is so awkward,” Fabian said, again in that perfectly pleasant voice, “you’re standing in my way.”

He spoke as if it were not obvious fact, as if it were completely unthinkable for anyone to even attempt to stand in his way and block his movements. As if it had been a mistake on Pascal’s part.

“Yeah, babe, so go around,” Pascal said, nudging himself just an inch closer, so that Fabian’s front was flush with the curve of Pascal’s flank. Fabian’s body was warm and firm, his wet fur sliding like the bristles of a very fine brush over Pascal’s side as he pushed, just a little, his veil of politeness starting to shift in favour of that sharp-eyed look of appraisal and evaluation.

Abruptly, Fabian reared. Pascal was forced to shift, ever so slightly, just to avoid a strike from those delicate front hooves. But Fabian was not kicking out, only ramping up, as if he intended to cover Pascal, or barge him out of the way. Pascal retaliated by mirroring him, rising onto his hind hooves briefly to force Fabian back before coming down heavily right where he had been before. No strikes yet, but as a familiar, tense excitement gripped Pascal, he was seized by the urge to hit out.

Pascal drew up closer, until they were side by side, glued together, the increasingly quick rise and fall of their sides bumping closer, and threw an arm around Fabian’s shoulders.

“Somebody stop them,” a voice said from the other end of the shower block. Pascal wanted nothing less than to stop, not when faced by a challenger who needed to be put in his place.

Fabian’s smile was not faltering, but it had taken on a vivid and excitable air, like the beginnings of a vicious leer or a threatened bite. He drew himself alongside Pascal again and stamped a front hoof, setting off a deep reverberation through the speckled tiles. Yeah, so what, he was big and strong. It wasn’t news and it still wasn’t enough to intimidate Pascal. But the scraping thud of a hoof on the floor was enough for their onlookers to drop the pretence of ignoring them. Showers cut off without anyone bothering to push for more water.

Another rear to escape this, and Fabian knocked against him, this time one foreleg up and folded against the slope of Pascal’s withers, and with another few hands of height Fabian could get his leg across Pascal’s back and force him down.

Pascal caught the briefest glimmer of domineering brown eyes and arched brows, and someone else called for them to stop, but it was far easier to obey the pounding of his adrenaline flash and charge against Fabian.

There was a harder collision than before, one of Pascal’s knees against Fabian’s front digging a track through the suds still on his body. To avoid injury they both had to disengage then, fall back to regroup and it would have been an excellent opportunity to surrender, if one of them had been of any mind to.

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rip emmet, failing his. impersonation check or whatever

surprise! two updates in a row! stay tuned for next Tuesday

[eldragon-x]

Odile and Mira dual looper AU would be a special kinda hell for both of them because Odile would feel guilt over "dragging" Mirabelle into this and Mira would feel the impact of things like Claude being frozen get less and less and compare herself to Siffrin in the sense of "I don't care about all of this enough anymore as if it doesn't matter!" on top of feeling even more like she's failing in her role as a housemaiden of Change, stuck repeating things.

Also do you think there'd be a sus event equivalent with Isabeau seeing as he's known Mirabelle the longest and even in regular sus quest he's the most attentive besides Odile.

[warrior-of-waistbands]

this was going to be a Ben 10 style study thing but I started drawing this at 1am and I just didn't have it in me

[justpentdraws]

@fandoms-bandoms-andmentalissues & @appleblocks HTTYD AU GEM WITH A CLOUDCUTTER