#Sanctuary AU

[sanctuary-au-ask-blog]

Wishing you luck 💛

[twst-drabbles]

Octavinelle 17

Summary: A stranger approaches you while you're relaxing on the beach. Your large seafolk don't really take to people just coming up to you all that well.

(My brain is all over the place again. Writing a little bit of everything. Have patience and enjoy the seafolk intimidating peeps with their large forms. I have written, so many words!)

That pocket dimension back home was a strange thing indeed. There wasn't really a surface to breach, nor was there a beach to lay on. It was just water in all directions, no matter how far one goes.

So, with the help of some potions and other magical things, you took the seafolk right into an odd beach that you're more than sure Crowley made somehow. You don't know how, but it had crow shape stones sitting on top of a boulder, so you know he did something.

Well, either way, this place was yours for the playing and the relaxing with.

As soon as you set up the towel and umbrella, all of the seafolk carefully set into the water before they all just dove in.

Azul sank deep into the water as soon as he morphed into his true form, just making bubbles with his lips while he sat there and enjoyed the sun.

Jade seemed to be carving into a raised rock in the water with his claw. He always seems to be busying himself with various little projects and hobbies. Likes to keep his hands busy when he can, for one reason or another.

And Floyd was, well, being Floyd. He was diving to the bottom and seems to be digging for things. Clams, sand-dollars, dead starfish. And just when you weren't paying attention to him, he threw wet sand and seaweed right at your knees.

You didn't exactly come to the beach for yourself to be perfectly honest. Sure, the waters are crystal clear and the weather was just perfect, but it was just one of those days where you simply want to bask in the sun, take in the sea-salt smell and listen to the waves as the seafolk played among themselves.

"Uh, hey! Excuse me," then, an unfamiliar voice interrupted your daydreaming. "Is this spot taken?"

A stranger has made there way here. In a place with clear signs that this was a private beach.

You gave a sigh and pushed yourself up.

"Yeah, spot's taken," you waved behind you, "might want to go elsewhere. It's a private beach."

"Wait, really? Well, can I stay? It's not like you anyone needs to know. You don't really need all this space to yourself right? See, it's my kid's birthday and I wanted to bring the family somewhere really special and--"

Then, there was a dual harsh clicking, right from the throats of Jade and Floyd as they crawled from the waters they were just splashing around in. Jade came to your right side, Floyd covered your left. Water dripped off of them both and right onto your skin.

"…holy--"

A hand landed gently dug its gray fingers into sand and your once guppy dragged himself out of the ever-deep ocean. Deliberately slow, both to not make the waves blanket you while you're relaxing under the shade and also to establish a presence.

You would scold him, but Azul's entirely too in character to really listen. He, Jade and Floyd. Look at them all. Jade was curling his large tail this was and that around your legs to truly make his size and length known. Floyd was grinning and looked three seconds away from slithering right up to this stranger and squeezing him just for the fun of it. And Azul…

Azul didn't do anything besides plop his chin on his folded hands, oh so politely lowering himself just to meet the gaze of this stranger who wandered into this spot snagged. His smile wasn't wide but it was there. Empty, not a shred of warmth in there, but charming to those that don't know him.

"My, I wasn't expecting a guest at all, especially not on this private part of the beach," without the water and layers of barrier to separate you all, Azul's voice was sharper than you're used to. Weird. "Had I known ahead of time that strangers were prone to just wandering into places they're not supposed to be, I would've prepared some entertainment."

Ah. He's angry. Just angry and annoyed. Doesn't see this person as any sort of threat or danger, otherwise there wouldn't be any words. There would only be odd masterfully manipulated waves as they avoid you, but drag this stranger under into the dark depths of the sea.

"Should I do the honors and receive this guest?" Jade gave a wide smile, baring his teeth, "I'll be sure to give them the warmest of welcomes."

"Oh come on, isn't it my turn this time?" Floyd clapped a hand on Jade's shoulder, "I'm sure this little slug could do with some squeezing."

"Stop that," you sighed out, kicking Jade's and Floyd's tail off of your legs. Ugh, they're all slimed up. You didn't get up, just lifted your head to look at the slowly retreating stranger, "Yeah, you might want to leave. Public beach is a ways down from here. Hope you can snag a spot for the birthday celebration."

"Thank you so much sorry to bother you have a nice day!" Apparently that was all the permission they needed to make a mad dash out of here. Well, as much one could dash on dry sand and sandals.

"Oh dear, they tripped," Jade noted, "should I help them up?"

"Jade," you warned.

"I'm joking, dear Caretaker," he injected a lot of fondness in that sentence.

But yeah, a joke. Sure.

"Alright, now then," Azul, let the facade drop and rolled his shoulders, not used to his true weight on land, "let's leave the Caretaker to their relaxing while we take a swim, shall we?"

"Huh?" Floyd, not in the mood, flopped over right over your thighs. You made a noise of discomfort, heavy as he was, but Floyd ignored you. "I don't wanna. I'm tired of just swimming and hunting."

"Really now, why must you be like this?" Azul sighed, tired of his antics, but then something caught his eye in the distance, "Would you say no to chasing boats?"

Now that caught his attention. "Oh? Where? Let me see."

"There, that red dot in the distance," Azul didn't finish before Floyd dragged himself back into the water. He speed off and soon was out of line of sight.

"Hmm, I wonder if they'll have anything interesting on their vessel," Jade follows after, a little slower.

"Azul," you called to him before he could sink back under, "come here."

Just his face alone was enough to give you all the shade you needed and more. He leaned in close, wanting to hear every word that comes out of you.

"Yes?"

"Make sure none of you get into legal trouble," because attempting to stop any all trouble all together was just not going to happen. May as well just settle for this instead so it doesn't go back to you.

Azul gave the softest of laughs. "Well, if that boat is so willing to risk fishing in protected waters, then they shouldn't be afraid of the consequences that may happen. Of what may lurk in the seas they treat as an untouched treasury."

"Azul."

"Fine fine, but I won't make promises."

Eh, that's enough for you. Trying is better than nothing.

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 68

The witcher boys run a sanctuary for monsters. Lambert is off on his honeymoon with Aiden, and they're down a pair of hands, so they go about hiring someone to help around the plot. Only problem is only one person shows up to try and get the job. A twink with bright eyes and a big smile, in fancy colorful clothing, who admitted to knowing NOTHING about any of the monsters, and wants to do all of this for "Song Material." Geralt doubts he'll last a week. Eskel puts Geralt in charge of training him. Godsdamn it all.

[sticktopia]

Got bored, did something; Casually made profiles for the Sanctuary AU protagonists

Scar versions under the cut

[avida-heidia-5]

TW: Blood!

I’ve been obsessing over this fanfic series I stumbled across recently called Sanctuary by pumpkinning / @sunshinesebby.

For those who don’t know, it’s a Sebchal folk horror romance AU that involves magic, necromancy, gore, death, sexual tension, pining, bondage, and horror elements and themes that’ll send shivers down your spine.

If you like that sort of thing, I highly recommend giving it a read! It’s sooo goooood!!!!! 😍😍😍😍

More sketches to come! 😊

[moth-scrunk]

Mallory and Wild Cloud

I love these two so much. Anyway the wifi has returned! \o/

close ups:

[sylvanfreckles]

They're waiting on their shelf, but for now they live with the cookbooks!

[wsbhonni]

COLLECTKIN FANDOM- COME GET YOUR JUICE!!!

This is a fic that was a collaboration between me and @spoopieere (aka, Orange)! I'll be posting this fic to tumblr in a bit- in the mean time, here's the Ao3 link!!!

(Title Image by @spoopieere)

[pumpkinnning]

it's doooooone ! chapter 33 of sanctuary, rage 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

[ladyhallen]

I need to know: How do Sanctuary Kids react when they see Harry and/or James Potter?

I mean Master Harry has to look like them.

Well, For one, Master Harry didn't really keep his time travelling a quiet. Master Harry, if you remember, has terrible PTSD and is a secret alcohol addict. He drinks when the kids aren't there and uses magic to purge it afterwards, not wanting them to see him do it. (not that its a much of a secret from the older kids who love him and are concerned about his liver.)

That state of mind means that he's sometimes not aware that he's letting slip the time displacement thing.

The kids are not stupid. If he keeps saying shit like, "I don't remember that happening during history class." under his breath, then they're going to connect clues.

So when they see James Potter, they're like, ah, the lesser version of Master Harry. Could be a cousin, could be a grandfather, lets just keep watch over him. (But lets be real, there was probably a mass gossiping session with the entire Network when they saw James Potter for the first time in the Wizengamot with his dad.)

When they see Lily Evans, there was less gossip, more intrigue because man, those eyes look super familiar. They didn't connect the dots until the two started dating and went, Wait A Minute.

When Baby Harry was Born, there was a like a massive party. Partly because their Master Harry was born and that they just finally discovered his freaking birthday.

Master Harry was like, "Wait, I didn't tell y'all about the time displacement?"

And they all went, "We know," fondly.

All of the Network kids are rabidly overprotective of Baby Harry. Tom Riddle, in particular, has an entire cadre of his street kids* watch over him whenever he goes to Diagon Alley with his family.

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*I am so tempted to call the street kids the "Baker Street Regulars" as a call back to Sherlock Holmes but lmao, that's going too far. Maybe someone can think up what Tom Overlord Riddle is gonna call them?

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

hello im new here but i saw your sanctuary au and i really like it!! unfortunately trying to go through the tag only yielded me two posts and i know there's more bc i saw another one while scrolling the whole blog but anyway that's to say if you've talked about the others who are at the sanctuary i only saw Dain's detailed post and here i sit wondering about sanctuary au dottore and/or capitano and how they interact with foul legacy (based on a canon voiceline is our moth wanting to politely spar with cap or does he just try to fight him at any given opportunity? i think i saw that dot can teleport so what kind of shenanigans does he get himself into?) im going to try to search for the rest of the sanctuary au posts as well i love this au

D: oh nooo the tags for it aren't working?? ARGH i will try to fix it when i have the time because that AU is one of my favorites :)) (also, i did not create it!! the wonderful @/pastelpeachyposts thought it into existence and i am eternally grateful that they did :D

HARBINGERS!!!! MORE HARBINGERS I LOVE THE HARBINGERS- i usually portray Foul Legacy Childe as less battle hungry than in game, but i think he'd still be up for some friendly sparring with a monstery Capitano!! you tell them both that you prefer no blood drawn, but they usually end up with a few nicks here and there, and you simply sigh and sit both of them down to be patched up. Childe still admires Capitano a little bit because he's strong and powerful, but honestly more than anything they both admire YOU for keeping your sanity intact while dealing with multiple Abyss monsters, some of which are NOT as polite and peaceful as Childe

example: Dottore

he probably ranks second in terms of "most chaotic", outdone only by Columbina- but you'd actually rather take care of Columbina, since she's fairly cheerful and likes snuggling, which always calms her down. Dottore on the other hand is not so easily pacified, and yes, he can teleport. now usually he'll tell you if he wants to go outside (or is going outside, you can't really stop him), but sometimes he unconsciously teleports when he's asleep, and when he wakes up he immediately starts getting into mischief. he doesn't panic at all, which is nice, but he also does what he wants and will do it NOW until he gets bored. additionally, the only person he has a chance of listening to is you, so whenever he suddenly appears in some city you'll get immediately contacted, either by friends or officials, to come and get your science-loving Harbinger monster. he'll hiss and sulk a bit, but usually he listens when you say he can continue his experiments at home

and while he trots off to the little lab he's constructed, you slump over in Childe's arms, exhausted from a day of chasing down a stubborn Dottore

[sanctuary-au-ask-blog]

Sick days

[twst-drabbles]

Lilia 12

Summary: You're taking a bath and Lilia decided to come in.

(Just cute Sanctuary Lilia things. Being a little shit. You know the drill with him.)

Today was simply a day filled to the brim with chores. You cleaned out the various baths, removed the fallen tree branches from your backyard after a storm hit, entertained Crowley when he popped over for a unprompted visit, and dragged Crowley back to his house when he passed out in your chair watching the latest soap opera that he somehow remembers all the details of.

And now you're here, taking a bath rather than a shower, because you wanted nothing more than some almost too-hot water to seep right into your joints and muscles. You're not as young as you used to be, but you curse your body nonetheless. Time was a cruel thing that your body was too weak to stand against.

But, this was your only body, so you had no choice but to take care of it, regardless of your feelings towards it. So, all you have to do is just sit back and relax.

However, you're having a hard time doing that, on the account Lilia was standing on the edge of the tub.

"What are you doing here?" You didn't turn around. You liked looking at the sparkly stickers placed on your ceiling.

Lilia tilted his head, not a peep out of him. Even made his eyes glittery and wide, as though his cuteness will be enough for you to give him attention.

It almost worked, unfortunately you're too bothered by the dull pain of strained muscles. You're not annoyed or irritated but a few wrong moves from Lilia could easily get you there.

"Don't do that Lilia, I'm not in the mood." Only then did you close your eyes.

Next thing you knew, you felt a gust of cooler air, the sharp smell of magic, then hot water flowing over your hands.

You opened your eyes to mischievous red ones staring right at you.

No wings, no ears, and neck fluff missing. His arms, entirely human, wrapped around your neck but he didn't get any closer than that.

You frowned. "Lilia, your clothes are getting wet."

You can feel his tights pressing against your thighs, the ruffles of his shorts flowing around in the water, and his large black coat grew heavy and damp with the steam in the air.

"My, my," Lilia leaned dramatically back, hand over his heart, "I come in in all my cutely decorated self, and all you can focus on is the state of my clothes. Are you truly so tired that even your eyes won't let you enjoy my smaller self? I even carefully combed my fluff and everything."

…huh.

You blinked. "Your fluff is nice but I like to take baths alone. You know this. I know this. Why are you actually here?"

You know Lilia to cause a bit of chaos for the sake of entertaining himself, but rarely is he oblivious to your state of being. He should know, or at least figured out that you just want to have a little peace to yourself.

When you made your intentions known, Lilia dropped the dramatics and simply sighed. He removed his arm from your neck and laid his head on the tub. He popped a random bubble as it passed by.

"You've overworked yourself today," he flicked some water onto your shoulder, "I know the feeling of aging bones and muscles. And the need to deny yourself rest because you have to make up for what you've lost or wasted. I just wanted to make sure you didn't collapse while getting out of the tub. It's happened to me, once or twice."

Just to play along, you flicked water back. It landed on his nose, causing him to snort.

"I'm not about to turn to dust, Lilia," you're certainly not as old as he is, "Though, your concern is lovely. But you should still get out of my tub. You're making all the water splash over."

Lilia smiled in the way cats do, eyes thinning. "Only if you let me help you wash up. If not, then I'll just stay right here."

Haa… You know what, alright. You're tired and you just want to get this over with and go to bed.

"Fine, fine. Nothing below the waist though."

"Of course! Let me get my new soaps I found."

Found, huh?

[writingsboring]

Prompt: 1. it's not too late, lets go

Fan fiction: Twisted wonderland pet au, by twst drabbles, this is not cannon!

Rating: G for general

Warnings: small mentions of blood and burned possessions

Yuu sat there, the entire house was burned to a crisp. They felt tears rush down their cheeks and a buzzing sensation on their shins. They assumed the burnt wood and metal were digging in their skin leaving splinters and bruises, but their brain hadn't registered..or maybe they simply ignored it. “...everything, they took everything” Yuu whispered to themselves as if trying to understand the horrific scene in front of them, they sat there for what felt like years just staring, they hadn’t even felt Crowley's hand on their shoulder until he gave it a light shake. When they turned around they were faced with a familiar bucket, the said bucket had thousands of scratches and bite marks, Yuu felt the need to throw up. “It's not too late..lets go” Crowley whispered helping them up, their knees now bruised and bloody. Crowley threw his arm over their shoulder helping them walk, yet Yuu’s eyes never left the rubble.

@twst-drabbles

[sticktopia]

I got bored again. So here’s a funky little colab for anyone who wants to!

Your OC has been called to the garden. What is their cause of death? What do their death scars look like? Tell us their story

Some examples of death scars are under the cut along with an example of how it would work/look like 👍✨

Death Scars: (I know there might be some I forgot. If they aren’t there,imagine what they’d look like to you! That or you can ask 👍)

Example:

Bonus points if you can guess how this stick died

[avida-heidia-5]

Here it is! Some more fanart I did of the amazing fanfic series Sanctuary by pumpkinning / @sunshinesebby!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰

This is a scene from Chapter 7:

“Because it was a her - a young woman, dressed in white, with a translucid veil around her head, covering her very long hair. She moved, slow as if in a dream, lifting the veil away from her face. She was beautiful - long dark curls, wide humid eyes, full lips, a perfect porcelain face.

And she was dead.

She was unmistakably dead - her skin blue, lips purple, eyelashes frozen. She was wearing a dress that would never have allowed her to survive in this weather, frilly and light, leaving her arms bare. Yet, she was moving, and her eyes were boring straight through Charles' own, pinning him in place.”

–

“The frozen girl lifted her arm, stretched her hand forward, to touch him. He felt dazed, slow, still incapable of moving and now his mind was slowing down too, slowly freezing in turn. His heart was beating in his ears so hard and frantic it would soon burst.

When the tip of her fingers touched his chest he felt it right through all his layers of clothing, a brand of cold so intense it burned.

And then she opened her mouth, very slowly, and out came -

It was a flickering little ball of blue light.

And then another, and another, floating in the air and then becoming bigger, swirling around her head, casting the scene in the strangest light. The dancing lights were mirrored in her wide dead eyes like winter fireflies, and then he could feel something impossibly warm awaken in his chest…”