#Sentinel/Guide AU

[lexirosewrites]

You asked for more about S/G and I don’t want to do my homework. So let’s go.

The version of sentinels that shows up the most in fic - no idea if it’s accurate to the original source - is that sentinels have low key super powers, faster reactions, better senses, stronger, and a very very strong protective instinct. The other side of the coin is that they can zone and get stuck in a sense. What counts as a sense varies, but my faves are when they basically get so fixated on something they get a little feral, increasingly freaking out, and then they drop into a zone, and dissociate into their own mind.

It’s dangerous for them because they have a really hard time getting out on their own. So starvation, etc is a risk. Sentinels also get a reputation as dangerous because if something does set them off, they’re likely to hurt someone, whether the threat was real or not because they’re generally stuck in an Always On state.

Other side of this is Guides. They’re supposed to be the calming anchor for sentinels. Literally the one to Guide them out of a zone, or guide them when they need to go into a serious crisis. Depending who writes it, guides are just a helping hand for sentinels, or they can very mildly effect everyone, diffusing situations and having a really good sense of emotions and danger. I’ve also seen where the Sentinel can pull energy out of their guide to win a fight when things get really bad.

There’s also a thing where they aren’t quite soulmates, but there are pairs who are much much better matches and work better together.

As for the known/unknown divide. If it’s a world where S/G are known, then society has all those expectations, you watch kids, especially kids of lineages, for indication of being one. Or, they’re known but only show up when needed. Which puts them somewhere in the mythical category. Third option is that society has no idea about these guys at all and only secret societies know.

You can see how it stacks on Omegaverse right? And how the assumption would be that alphas are sentinels?

So in a combo situation for Steddie, I’d go with a society that doesn’t really call them Sentinels and Guides, considers that a fairytale, but does know that sometimes there are alphas who are More Alpha, and omegas who are More Omega. Because the correlation for that kind of combo is the most likely.

The lineages are suuuper long, like, two or three generations between Sentinels or Guides showing up is fast. The lineage carries the potential though, if you have the right set of genes it’s a really mild effect, but if the right kind of stresses hit you at the right time, it can activate you.

Now then. Steddie. They’re not the right combination. They’re the kind that just makes them weird.

Steve is an omega, but is more aggressive in his protective nature than others. He’s always been able to push around the alphas, but he’s also a bit beloved in school because hes an absolute bitch and ruins the social life of anyone he decides has hurt someone. (This means he’s basically blind to how Tommy and Carol treat others, or he believes the stories they tell him)

Eddie is an alpha but has always been too soft, too caring, too worried about how others feel. His dad hates him for it. Eddie gets activated wayyyy too young, like, 8 or 9, when his mom has a breakdown and Eddie desperately needs to fix it. When he moves in with Wayne and is at Hawkins schools all the time, he doesn’t know why he’s obsessed with Harrington, and hates how confused he feels about him. Like he’s supposed to be his alpha and protect him, but also like he should let Steve take the lead. So. He stays the hell away from him.

Steve wouldn’t notice Eddie at all. He’s just that weird kid with his cluster of weirdos. Steve doesn’t activate until the demogorgon. He’s felt off, all twitchy and paranoid since Barb, the first time the monster got close enough to ping his latent senses, but it’s not until he sees the Demogorgon, until he runs, that he activates. He’s at his car, and his alpha Nancy told him to leave, and his entire world shifts. No idea what’s happening, but he has to go back and keep them safe, he has to fight that thing.

That’s as much contact for a stack as I have for you. You can totally think it should be a different set up or situation. Or hate it entirely. But I like the way it makes both Steve and Eddie wrong according to their designation and the way they’d be all kinds of confused about each other.

oooh okay yeah this makes more sense now. i love learning about different AUs that i have no experience with because they’re always so creative and complex.

and of course steddie are the wrong kinds and subsequently make a mess of things! are they really steddie if things are easy for them?😭

[wanderingjedihistorian]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Clone Trooper Waxer (Star Wars), Jocasta Nu Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Sentinel/Guide, Force Dyad (Star Wars), First Meetings, Bonding, Instincts are hard, Enhanced senses are harder, Sentinel CC-2224 | Cody, Guide Obi-Wan Kenobi Series: Part 1 of Here Comes the Sun, Part 9 of 212th Bingo 2023 Summary: As soon as Obi-Wan stepped off the shuttle, anticipation started to buzz under his skin. The very Force around him seemed to hum soonsoonsoon. Obi-Wan had no idea what it could possibly mean. Then he heard a voice.

For the "Sentinel AU" square of @clonefandomevents​ 212th Bingo!

Featuring at commissioned from the lovely @amikoroyaiart​!

[getoed5725]

"Have you seen them?" "Yeah, above. 3rd floor." "Very good. Now, are you willing to turn into a beast for me, Satoru?"

五夏 Sentinel/Guide au: Sentinel Gojo x Guide Geto. Strongest Sentinel & Strongest Guide formed pair.

Context for the art:

- on an undercover mission in a hotel

- they're fully bonded at this point

- the ages can stay like in the fic (below) or not. but i think Gojo will be excited to see his lieutenant/boss/lover/bonded guide looking young again with the hairstyle :>

inspiration: this Chinese Sentinel/Guide Goge fic and the official art for hotel collab:

[spacedoutdandelion]

Thinking about a Sentinel & Guide AU for KN8 and how that’d work for any given pairing 😩

For the sake of my sanity:

KafHoshi-

If set before Hoshi gets 10, then it’d be Sentinel Kafka with Guide Hoshi. Because even with Hoshina’s cool demeanor he’s a softy at heart and he’d 110% have a weakness for Kafka with his puppydog eyes and how he recklessly overuses his senses to help others at his own risk.

Imagine how Narumi pushing Kafka to use his potential would just piss Hoshina off because he’s not there all the time to help Kafka reset his senses and it makes him worry. 🥺

But I imagine Hoshi after getting 10 being more like a sentinel. So Sentinel/Sentinel with them struggling to control their senses and unable to find comfort in each other despite not wanting anyone else. Very bittersweet.

Iharu/Reno-

Iharu would definitely be the guide! I think of this scene and how supportive he was for Reno and it makes my heart soft. Iharu would have chosen Reno, before Reno even realized they were a good match up for each other. They’d start out platonic and grow into more over time because their both stubborn about acknowledging their feelings.

NaruHoshi-

Thinking about Sentinel/Sentinel NaruHoshi and how they’d bring out the worst in each other, pushing each other past their limits and being each others downfalls but not caring in the slightest. Because why would that matter when they feel so free in the moment as they strive for greater heights - who cares if their senses are getting absolutely destroyed, one of them needs to be better and they both have that “it’ll be me” mentality.

but uh this is just my brainrot ramblings…don’t take me serious or anything 🫠

[marmarthehatterverse]

An excerpt from the first thousand words of my buddie fic, because maybe if I get enough positive reinforcement I'll actually finish it. This takes place during the covid era, btws

@steadfastsaturnsrings

“You sure are big for a guide.”

Buck slows for a moment, but returns to his brisk pace so quick it would be nigh unperceivable if you didn’t know him very well. His mask mostly obscures his reflexive smile as he continues to carry the little girl out of the crumbling building. She’s looking up at him with big green eyes filled with wonder.

“Well, what makes you so sure I’m a guide?” His voice is light, teasing.

The little girl’s eyebrows furrow, this was clearly not a possibility she had considered. In her defense, very few ever clock him for what he is. “But you’re making me feel so calm and safe. You must be a guide…?” 

Her head is cocked now, scrutinizing him the way only small children could. Buck glances down at her, still moving at a quick pace, trying to get away from the crumbling halls and to safety so she could be given a proper look over. “Maybe you feel so calm and safe because you’re no longer in a room collapsing around you?” He gestures to behind him with his head.

“No,” she wrinkles her nose at this, giving a decisive shake of her head, “I felt safe from the moment you grabbed me from my room. It should have been scary with all the walls shaking like that, but as soon as you grabbed me I knew I was going to be okay.”

The thing is, most people forget that sentinels, before anything else, are guardians. They exist to keep people safe, and those being saved by them can instinctively tell that the sentinel will do everything in their power to get them out as unharmed as they possibly can. People forget that sentinels changed first, and that guides, with their empathy and soothing existence, developed in response to the sentinels’ needs. 

Buck slows to a stop in front of the ambulance, and gives the little girl his undivided attention, “I am big for a guide,” her face starts to break into a grin of triumph, “But I’m only a little over average for a sentinel.” He winks at her gobsmacked face as he hands her over to Hen.

[firstservepercentage]

rybalenka Sentinel/Guide AU??!?

Sentinel! Aryna & Guide! Elena

[plotbunnybreeder]

The Path Less Traveled

Being a Sentinel is a blessing and a curse for Jaskier. He's only a Two-Sense Sentinel, touch and hearing, and he's used his heightened senses to please crowds and paramours alike along his travels. He has to be careful, however, as there's usually only three fates for a Sentinel: conscription, death, or if you're discovered as a child, gifted to the witchers (which most of the time ended in death anyway).

Guides are far more numerous than Sentinels, their gift ranging from a temporary help for a Sentinel to strong enough to anchor one constantly (those are usually taken to become mages). As long as Jaskier stays away from mages and never uses his senses long enough to Zone he can hide his status.

It's thus a surprise when Jaskier is singing in a tavern and a Guide Witcher walks into the establishment, the Guide's gift immediately reacting to Jaskier. The Witcher seems just as horrified as Jaskier about it.

Well, fuck.

[satashiiwrites]

Title: From Scorched Earth, a Phoenix Rises, Chapter 7

Fandom: 911, Hawaii 5-0

Pairing: Buddie, McDanno, BuckTommy (breakup)

Tags/warnings: (eventual) explicit sex, canon divergence from end of season 7, character bashing (Tommy Kinard, Helena Diaz), child abuse, canon typical violence, sentinel/guide AU, spirit animals, anchors, BuckTommy breakup (this fic is very not friendly to Tommy Kinard), first time, Bad Diaz Parents

Summary: An anchor, however fragile, can keep even an offline sentinel from manifesting as long as it is maintained. When his anchor is removed, Eddie Diaz enters a deep zone. Can Buck, a long unattached guide, save his best friend from slipping away?

Eddie is stuck.

Everything around him is blue—every shade of it possible is present in the forest around him—except for himself. He’s… gray and feels as if he’s not really here.

Wherever here is.

Read chapter 7 here on AO3

[snprblu72]

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🗺️🗺️🗺️🗺️🗺️

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"Obviously we’re getting married, but do you also want to mate whenever my next heat is?”

Eddie tensed a bit—another thing that he had not considered. There was going to be a whole list of those, he was sure.

A purr rumbled from Evan’s chest at the change in his fiance’s posture and scent. “It’s a while off still, Eddie. Nothing to panic over. We have months, at least, before it comes around again.”

“I thought you had heats twice a year?”

He shrugged as well as he could, not wanting to really move that much since he had gotten so comfortable. “It’s kind of like going through puberty. You know how your ruts were unpredictable for a couple of years?” At Eddie’s confirming nod against his hair, he continued, “Well, I only presented about a year ago. So far I’ve had two—my first one that showed I was an omega and one just a couple of months ago.”

“But, technically, you could have one next week.”

“Yeah, I could,” he admitted.

-🗺️-

“Well, now everyone thinks we have two dogs, if they can see into the backyard anyway. One of them might be nosy enough to try, but they don’t really share much of a boundary with us,” Eddie said, gesturing vaguely toward the corner opposite where they were standing. With how high the fence was and the fact that Eddie had a couple of fruit trees there, Buck could see why he would be confident in saying that they were unlikely to be able to tell. There was little in the way of area that they would be able to see through.

“Bear is very happy to play fetch, and Chris really seems to be having a good time with it.” He nodded back towards the house. “You want to go inside, and we can work a little bit more on getting you some filters instead of just shields?”

He sighed heavily. Almost whining, much like his spirit guide could, he asked, “Do we have to?”

“Well, no, of course not. But you really do need to learn how to do more than shield, Eddie. You don’t want to lose control.”

It took a long moment, but then he turned back to the house. “Fine. I don’t need to bring everybody around if I had an empathic event.”

Make Me Write

[lexirosewrites]

Have you ever seen an omegaverse fic that layers in a Sentinel Guide AU? S/G is less common in stranger things, and stacking these is rare. And in general, the assumption is that Alphas are sentinels and Omegas are guides.

However. Consider.

Alpha!Guide!Eddie and Omega!Sentinel!Steve

But. I think the only way to swing this in anything close to canon is that Sentinels and Guides Are Not Known and are rare af, because otherwise the government would be all over that.

So. Thoughts?

i’m not gonna lie, i had to go do some research in order to answer this because i didn’t know what the Sentinel was or anything about sentinels and guides😅 the concept is really interesting but i still don’t know enough to do more than appreciate the idea of it! would be interested to hear/read more though!

[wanderingjedihistorian]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Clone Trooper Wooley (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Waxer (Star Wars), 212th Attack Battalion Members (Star Wars: The Clone Wars), Jedi Council Members (Star Wars) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Sentinel/Guide, Sentinel CC-2224 | Cody, Guide Obi-Wan Kenobi, media, Holonet gossip, The 212th enjoys their general and commander being in the news and gossip columns, Said Commander does not, Humor, Fluff Series: Part 5 of Here Comes the Sun, Part 6 of 212th Appreciation Week 2024 Summary: Cody and Obi-Wan's relationship is a major topic of discussion on the holonet.

For @212thappreciation Week Day 7 Prompt: Media, Politics, Gossip

[heystovepipeboys]

WIP game! ->In Haguenau, Ron starts to spiral

ty for another ask!!! I think I may have talked about this one before a while back. this is a sort of follow up to a different WIP (How to Guide Tertius) because it felt like a slightly different vibe to what I want that full story to be, but it's a Sentinel/Guide AU thing where Lip is learning what Ron being tired and overwhelmed looks like. Not exactly sure where this one is going except the patrol and Lip getting sick will obviously not help the situation.

The time is now, apparently, here in the showers, with senior NCOs and officers taking their turns to finally get clean. A shower, new uniforms, it should be heavenly. The hot water clears Lip’s head when he first gets under it. But something about it must have rubbed up against a raw nerve for the Sentinel. Lip can feel how the beating drum of the water droplets on Ron’s skin is distracting him, mesmerising him, pulling him into a deep undertow as easily as the water spirals over the tiles and into the drains. Lip can sense it, so clearly it almost takes his breath away. It feels like it's sucking him down too, the open mouth of a yawning sinkhole, and the sensation of the water running in rivulets down his own skin amplifies to match it, feeding back and getting louder, louder, harder to ignore – It’s instinct and not training that takes over. Lip shakes himself and steps quickly to the officer’s side. He pitches his voice low.  “Ron.” No last names, no rank, not for this. His hand comes up to curl around his Sentinel’s wrist. The touch is electric, a jolt of energy surging between them, and Ron takes a breath that’s almost a gasp. It's not loud, but the drawing in of his breath is rough, a harsh noise that grates at Lip's emotions. Convulsively, Ron jerks his head up, staring at Lip for a long moment with blank eyes, as if he doesn't recognise him. Lip keeps steady, and calm, tries to project the same thing through the warm tingling spot where their bodies touch, skin on skin.  “Easy, sir. That’s it.”

[alyblogsrandomly]

Falling back into Sentinel and Guides and hurting myself by writing a sad MadaTobi Sentinel/Sentinel fic 🫠

Will I ever publish it? who knows. I don’t think i’ll be able to reread it to edit without crying.

[marmarthehatterverse]

Another excerpt from my buddie fic. First chapter is now complete (review pending), but will not be posted until I feel like I have a solid buffer between me and any future writer's block I might get. So y'all'll just have to deal with random exerts until then... Sorry (kind of).

@steadfastsaturnsrings

The tackle and landing didn’t stun the sentinel for long. Within moments Buck was dealing with 320ish pounds of struggling sentinel. Ignoring Bobby’s sharp shout of his name, and Eddie’s warning one, Buck flips the sentinel to his stomach, sets a knee on his lower back, and grips his wrists in his hands to be pulled behind him. Just before Buck could finish securing impressively large arms at their owner's lower back, a fully feral growl rumbled from low in the other sentinel’s chest. God damn it.

Buck takes a fortifying breath, gives a concerned Bobby and a narrow eyed Eddie a weak smile (knows they can both read his expression even through the mask), and shifts from firefighter Buck, to sentinel Buck.

When a sentinel goes feral it’s like the human part goes offline, all that remains are the instincts. The enhanced senses tearing into their minds and painting monsters in everything around them. There’s no space for rational thought when you need to save yourself (and whatever you might be protecting) from any number of unknown monsters. Only bloodshed, only survival. Thankfully, while Buck might only be a little above the average size for a sentinel, he was well over average for everything else.

In his mindless need to escape/fight/survive, the larger sentinel rears up with his considerable strength, a hairs breadth from smashing Buck’s face with the back of his head. Regretfully, in avoiding that hit Buck has to let some of his weight off the body beneath him. That was all the space the other sentinel needed to twist out of Buck’s restraining hold and face him, body crouched low to the ground, coiled for motion, teeth bared, and growl rumbling.

With deliberately sedated motion, Buck matches the other sentinel, low growl of his own reverberating from his chest and vibrating the already precarious floor and walls.

Thing is, Buck has always been a particularly strong sentinel. Not just his physical strength, which was damn near off the charts, but in all other aspects, too. Most sentinels have some degree of enhanced senses, high protective instincts, and a natural talent for combat. What very few know about, and even less seen (let alone have), is body enhancement. A universe given talent to change how their bodies move for a limited amount of time. Dodge faster, hit harder, recover quicker. There’s a reason that Tsunami couldn’t keep Buck down.

[27dragons]

New Year Countdown: Dec 27

I did not almost forget to post today but I was out of the house for most of the evening. Today's is a short and kind of ridiculous Geraskier Sentinel/Guide AU!

Dec 27 - Geraskier - Sentinel/Guide AU - Shovel

When Geralt came back up from the caves where he tracked the spriggan, he was still deep in the grip of the Sentinel. His eyes were black corner-to-corner, absorbing every scrap of light and color; his attention shifted at the softest breath or slightest step; his jaw clenched at the rasp of even the breeze against his skin. His sword was rock-steady in his grip, but his free hand trembled.

“Did ye get it?” demanded the alderman, who’d insisted on accompanying them to the site.

Geralt spun. His sword lifted.

Jaskier already had the alterman’s collar clenched in his fist. “Don’t say another word,” he growled. “Go and fetch the shovel from the camp.”

The man started to protest and Jaskier held up one finger in warning. He could feel Geralt’s need scraping against his mental walls, and he had no time for idiots. “The shovel,” he repeated, and shoved the man in the direction of the camp they’d made before coming down to the caves.

He reached for Geralt before the sound of the alterman’s clumsy footsteps had begun to fade. “Geralt,” he whispered, barely a breath that he knew Geralt would hear as if it had been shouted. “My Sentinel, let me Guide you home.”

Geralt’s dark gaze fell on Jaskier, considering. He didn’t relax at all.

If Jaskier had been anything other than what he was, that menacing gaze might have terrified him. As it was, he was only worried. “Geralt?”

Geralt’s lip curled in a silent snarl. “There is still danger,” he rumbled.

“You mean the alderman’s plan to kill us and keep the fee?” Jaskier murmured, smiling. “I know. You don’t need to stand Sentinel for that one. Even I could handle it all on my own.”

“Hm.” Even in the midst of his hypervigilance, Geralt managed to be unimpressed with Jaskier’s claims to competence.

Jaskier grinned. “Come back to me, Geralt. Let it go, release it. I promise, you don’t need it. He’s fetching the shovel to dig his own grave with, as we speak.”

Geralt closed his eyes and let his head fall, breathing slowly. Jaskier hummed quietly until he saw the last of the tension bleed out of Geralt’s body.

“Thank you, darling,” he said.

Geralt huffed. “I didn’t bring a spade with me. All I have is a snow shovel.”

“Why?” Jaskier demanded.

“Cave floor,” Geralt pointed out. “Easier to scoop up the body with a snow shovel.”

Jaskier sighed. “Well, we’ll figure something out, I suppose.”

[satashiiwrites]

From Scorched Earth A Phoenix Rises

happy sunday morning.

Title: From Scorched Earth A Phoenix Rises

Fandom: 911, Hawaii 5-0

Pairings: Evan Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams

Tags/warnings: (eventual) explicit sex, canon divergence from end of season 7, character bashing (Tommy Kinard, Helena Diaz), child abuse, canon typical violence, sentinel/guide AU, spirit animals, anchors, BuckTommy breakup (this fic is very not friendly to Tommy Kinard), first time, Bad Diaz Parents.

Summary: An anchor, however fragile, can keep even an offline sentinel from manifesting as long as it is maintained. When his anchor is removed, Eddie Diaz enters a deep zone.  Can Buck, a long unattached guide, save his best friend from slipping away?

El Paso, Texas, 1995. 

“Mom, I still don’t feel so good,” Eddie says as he tugs on Mom’s skirt and stumbles into the kitchen. He feels tired, achy, and too hot, but he had a bad dream about the firebird and the blue dragon going away. They’d told him they’d always watch over him, but he woke up looking for them and couldn’t find them. 

“Oh honey, that’s just the medicine kicking in. Do you want some more juice?”

“No!” Eddie shakes his head briskly. He doesn’t want to throw up again. 

“Maybe you need more medicine? The doctor said you might need a second dose,” Mom says, bending down to look him in the eye. She has a slight frown on her face, and Eddie doesn’t like this look. This is the look Mom gets when she’s about to be mean to someone while pretending to be nice. 

“I’m getting better,” Eddie insists despite feeling the room begin to sway around him. 

“We’ll do a second dose,” Mom says, already straightening to get the dark bottle out of the cupboard above the sink that’s too high for Eddie to reach. 

“I don’t want it,” Eddie protests, wanting to cry.

“This will make you feel better, honey. Just you see.”

The bitter taste makes him gag, but Mom doesn’t let him spit it out. Over his sniffles, there’s a fading cry of the firebird screaming in warning.  

He doesn’t see his firebird or her friend, the blue serpent dragon, again until many years later. 

Read Chapter 1 here on AO3.