#Sweet Dreams au

[m4morine]

[ * Our story begins with a young lady, a father-gone-missing, & an abandoned toy factory, left ruined under unforetold circumstances. ]

Introducing, the Sweet Dreams AU, my own narrative take on Poppy Playtime Chapter 3! It will be used for a lot of my future comics :3

[psychologeek]

Have I ever told you how much I love writing Cass?

Bc. God.

I LOVE writing Cass

Also, I realized that in current fic Kryptonians are just fancy wheat.

Fun times!

Teaser from new WiP, inspired by "Sweet Dreams" series, but not in the main timeline:

There is house-under-house in Timmy's house. Cass think it's funny. And smart. And very very Timmy. There is Timmy in the house-under-house. And many cans. The one that makes him no sleep long long time.

[deusvervewrites]

Sweet Dreams:

Just realized that we mostly focused on Midnight until now, so whats Izuku up to? Given that All Might passed on OfA when he was still a Toddler and then slowly retreated from active duty over the next couple of years, can we assume that he is a much bigger Midnight fanboy instead of an All Might fanboy in this AU?

I assume he still aims for UA, as a quirkless hero, probably with some weapons and tools, similar to her?

It's been mentioned that he's a fan of Midnight and possibly even emulates her use of weaponry inspired by her whip. Considering Midoriya prefers the whole rescue thing, it might be interesting if Bakugou still idolizes All Might over Midnight because she's more investigative

[jeetlebeetle]

crumsh :-)c

[novankenn]

On the Material Plane

It was the day after the sickening discovery in team CRDL's dorm room. Ozpin and Glynda were standing at the bullhead pads, awiting the arrival of the VPD Forensic Investigations Team.

Glynda: So what do we do now?

Ozpin: I don't know.

Glynda: We NEED to get ahead of whatever this is... before it gets even worse.

Ozpin: I don't know what to tell you Glynda. I'm at a loss, as to how or why any of this is happening...

Glynda: Is it related to what happened to CFVY?

Ozpin: I doubt it, but who knows. Hopefully this team will find us some answers.

Glynda: The rumors are already starting. We need to issue a statement to at least the student body, before things get out of hand.

Ozpin: I agree, I just don;t know how to address this issue... four young men rendered limb from limb and consumed... not really anyway to make that more palatable.

Glynda: Then just be honest, and let the students know that we are taking actions. Maybe even put in a stricter curfew?

Ozpin: They were in a locked room.

Glynda: You know those locks can be breached. It takes effort and some technical savvy, but they can be.

Ozpin: I know. We'll inform the students of the investigation, and we'll instate a curfew. Until further notice all students must be in their registered dorms by 8 pm.

Glynda: Any exceptions?

Ozpin: No.

Glynda: So I can deny Ms Scarlatina's request to have Mr Arc share her room?

Ozpin: Without Question.

--== Master List =--

[gleafer]

Crowley dreams of MERDER.

[zu-is-here]

erased from history

In this story, Ancient Egypt is not at its best: a prolonged drought has led to crop failure and famine, weak power has led to robberies and looting. The people blame yet fear the sick pharaoh who finds a solace in the pardoned soldier... 𓁈𓀎

[technically-human]

May I offer you a Charwin in these trying times?

@i-am-as-normal-as-you-are commissioned this one to try and cheer everyone up! :) Charwin loves grannies, and grannies love him

[milkamel]

Falling for a ray of sunshine 💛💜

(I really liked drawing Dream glowing like that it was a random decision but definitely a good one- HE'S LIKE A LAMP)

Cross belongs to jakei Dream belongs to jokublog

[amielot]

Uno Reverse

Bonus:

@arialerendeair keeps giving me ideas to springboard off of XD

final image was referenced from Calvin and Hobbes :3

[ctrlzxoo]

even if your eyes are open, i will help you close them.

Afterword: Ivan’s thoughts

[tmos-time]

the amount of times i think about eridan finding excuses to call sollux darlin' or sweetheart astounds me <3 anyways day 1 prompt of honey for this years @erisolweek lmao

(and as a bonus, my favorite thumbnail sketches of eridan <3)

[psychologeek]

Teaser on chapter 24!

Bc I loved it, and I think you would as well.

Edit: please, please let me know what do you think about this. Comments, #, rb - all goes.

If any of my followers is fluent in Arabic, I would highly appreciate it if you take a look and lmk what you think. Translating idioms is HARD.

Idioms I used/referenced to in chapter:

You play with cats, you find the talons - thousand words.

اللي بدو يلعب مع القط بدو يلقى خراميشه

Literal translation: Whoever plays with a cat will find his claws.

English equivalent: If you play with fire, you’re going to get burned.

Whoever has a head wound keeps feeling it

(I also considered "a book knows its reader" - which suits better to Jason, but is an Egyptian proverb, afaik.)

Darbk 'akhdar

دَرْبك أخضر Lit. Your path is green.

Guan Tang Bao Zi - a dish from Keifung.

Anyway -fic!

That was a good day, he remembers. Father had been away on some mission with the Kryptonian and the warrior. Mother had taken him to an old restaurant, where no one knew them. Where they were just a mother and her son, eating and talking about school or football or whatever American kids talk about. Mother had then proceeded to ensure he hadn't lost any of his fighting skills. He had gotten to keep the dagger he gained in the battle. Yes, he knows she’d let him take it. That's irrelevant. Mother is a mighty warrior, and there is no shame in losing to her. They ate dinner at a Chinese place. They even had proper Guan Tang Bao Zi, served with a spoon, like Mother used to eat as a child. He can almost taste the sugared pear he ordered as a dessert. But every good thing must come to an end. 

And as they exit the restaurant, Mother takes him to an alley. There's someone already waiting there, sitting on his motorbike with his helmet on, one hand typing so.ething on his phone.  “Kiif kaan?” how it's been?  Mother asks as they approach the cyclist. “Tamam,” the man replies, distracted. fine. “Kiif zakhtak?” Mother asks.  How do you feel?  “Tamam,” the man's still focused on his phone. “Wa sahiblk?” Mother doesn't let go. and your friends? “Tamam, yā mama,” he finally put away the phone. “Kulu tamam. lā taqlluqī.” His voice is both irritated and loving as he finally turns to look at them taking off his black helmet, he smiles at mother. Fine, mom, everything's ok. Don't worry. “What will I do with you, Asfuri?” She mumbles, letting out a long sigh. “You kids and your phones.” “Hi–!�� The man's mouth opens in an offended scream, but mother easily disarms him. “You are late, Ayuni,” she kisses his forehead. “I almost thought you were caught.” “As if,” the man rolls his eyes at her. “They wish. You taught me well.” “You play with cats, you find the talons,” she warns him fiercely. “I wasn't –” “How many explosions, uh? How many more then you really needed?” The man sighs. “How did you know?” “Whoever has a head wound keeps feeling it,” she reminds him. “You keep looking at your phone to see if it made it to the news yet.” “I'm sorry,” the man says. “I almost failed you. It won't happen again.” “Make sure it doesn't,” Mother is certain. “I will not lose you to such low-life creatures.” But her face are soft as she looks at Damian's brother. “Rukhi“ she kisses his right cheek. My soul “Mi Alma,” she finally kisses his left cheek. Jinsu's face is an interesting color. Almost as red as his war helmet, Damian notices. Mother takes a deep breath, and faces back at Damian.  “Yalla, Habibi,” she holds him. “It’s time to go.” (And if his arms hold her tightly, and his fists are closed behind her back– if he breathsher for nearly a minute, there's no one around to say anything about it. Except for Jinsu, but he'll never tell.) “Darbk 'akhdar, Galbi,” Mother says as she picks him up and helps him up the motorcycle. Travel safely, my heart. (He can do it alone, but her arms are soft and warm and long missed. He lets her help him.) "aetni bi'akhik, ya ibni,” she says. Take care of your brother, my son. “Dayamin,” they both reply. Always. (Damian doesn't look back as his brother takes them away from their mother.)

[deusvervewrites]

I made the mistake of thinking about the War Arc recently, so how about this for the Ask Game:

Midnight gets OfA!

Don't really care when or how exactly, I just believe that believe that Midnight deserves to go a little bit feral.

As a treat.

You are so, so right.

All For One's singular ever attempt to steal Erasure goes wrong when All Might unexpectedly arrives to fight Garvey and then goes even further south forcing All For One to take the field himself. Punch out ensures, both of them get their shit wrecked, nearby Third Year UA Student Kayama Nemuri arrives to find the half-dead All Might kneeling over AFO's probable corpse. Unsure if he'll survive the hour, All Might passes One For All to her.

All Might, of course, does survive, but in the meantime, Kayama adjusts to her sudden super strength and enhanced Somnambulist, which also meant shelving her plans for her own agency for a while.

Eventually Gran and All Might catch back up to her and give her more details about One For All--having told her as much of the basics as he could in his wounded state. Gran helps her refine her control. After all, he was once a UA teacher, it wasn't too hard to come back to the school for 'guest lectures'.

Kayama at first intends on giving it back to All Might, but he tells her not to. Because of Nighteye's prediction of his death and his serious injuries, he is placing his faith in the next generation, with her at the helm.

One For All upgrades Somnambulist to let her manipulate the dreams of the people she affects, potentially even entering their dreams herself. She can additionally manipulate her Quirk and sense vibrations in it the way that Mustard can.

[jeetlebeetle]

just a silly doodle to take a break from the next comic! :-)

[novankenn]

From Mistress to Servant

Salem: (bows head in supplication) Master, I am here as summoned.

Jaune: I have someone to introduce to you. Then you will report everything you know and have discovered.

Salem: Of course.

Jaune: Meet my bride...

Salem stumbled back away from the pit of grimm slime that had been converted to act as a conduit to her new master.

Salem: Bride?

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Velvet: Is there a problem?

Salem: T... there is no problem Mistress! (bows head in supplication)

Velvet: You were right dear husband. She knows her place.

Jaune: Now to see if she can continue to serve ... speak of what you know.

Salem: (lifts her head) I have contacted all my agents, and consulted every resource I have...

Velvet: And?

Salem: The relics are the only threat to you. Legend speaks that if they are combined the brother gods will return...

Jaune: (Laughs) Brother gods... worthless upstart twats.

Velvet: Continue.

Salem: Yes, Master, Mistress. The relics are said to be trapped in vaults below each Academy, but that information is old, and the only confirmation I have is through Lionheart who I cowed to my will before you're arrival...

Jaune: And where is this Lionheart?

Salem: Haven... he is the headmaster.

Jaune: Let's use retire for the evening my love... we visit Haven and this... Lionheart on tomorrow's evening.

Salem: Master my I inquire...

Jaune: Ask...

Salem: What will become of Lionheart? He is... was important to my plans...

Jaune: You plans are no longer valid. You serve our will.. as for Lionheart... my bride?

Velvet: We have no need of him... after we seize the relic...

Salem: But... my plans... my salvation... then of my curse!

Jaune: They are of no concern. You serve our will... or would you like a reminder?

Salem: (Bows her head in supplication) No Master.

Salem's grew wide with utter terror as the "bride" stepped out of the grimm pool...

Velvet: Too Late.

--== Master List ==--