#Verse || Alternative Universe

[deputygonebye]

@florrentine asked: are you… laughing at me?

Pride and Prejudice (2005) Prompts.

Sterile, unusually pure, uncontaminated by the decayed touch of Walkers. Alexandria was the world before the outbreak. Homes nestled all in a row, painted fences and warm fireplaces that smelled of smoke. Tablecloths upon tables and silverware placed nicely, fresh cooked meals and cold drinks served with ice. Televisions that could catch a signal - static but nonetheless a picture to witness - radios and phones able to receive and work as intended. It was as though the entire fall of the world hadn't happened. Was merely a dream, a fantasy that had haunted Shane for years, a cruel game that his mind had dared to play. But the pain to his hands was too real. Stiffened joints so sore - bones felt as if they could break on command, scars across skin dug too deep - the crushing truth. Alexandria was safe; protection that was too strange to bear without worry. Shane was uncomfortable.

Stalking the premises like an animal in a cage, an unnatural home, Shane watched those around him, the residents of the Zone. Pretended to play a part assigned to him; just as was asked of by Rick, as was done likewise by everyone else of their family. Fiction brought to life, like an actor upon a silver screen, polite and kind, genuine but with the inner workings kept under lock. Situated on top of sidewalk path, Shane stood like a statute and observed. A little home just on the corner, brown hair styled in waves, green eyes trained on the task of her hand. Bound to Britain; an isle so far, seeped into her person as near as the soul, an air about her that was not like the others. Different, clever and loyal, stubborn and impulsive: Emilia.

Shane was uncertain. Questioned, found little in answer, merely watched her more, an almost intense stare. His mouth raised to a slight smirk, a laugh parted from his lips; there was humor in the entire scene. Alexandria was uncanny.

"No. No, ma'am." Shane answered, his mind returned to him, his role of normal commenced, not a survivor but deputy. "Just curious as to what you're workin' on."

Shane explained, "Deanna mentioned how you're into art, creative things. I was walkin' around the neighborhood, noticed you were in the middle of somethin'. May I ask what that somethin' is? Ain't ever been much of an artist myself, I'll tell you that much. Can sketch a mean stick-figure, though."

[classical-bluess]

The MHA Spider-verse AU I couldn't stop thinking about featuring grumpy sweatpants All Might trapped in Izuku's dimension

This version of All Might wasn't planning on having a successor so he never met Izuku but now he's stuck in a dimension with a student without his teacher I've thought about this 🤚

[witchinatree]

vaguely mentioned this in my recap but those things are long and just me live-blogging

celia is the ONLY tea drinker in the OIAR, everyone else drinks coffee

i think this goes on the list of evidence for why she's from the TMA universe

the magnus institute was tea centered, it was martin's whole thing and all of them drank tea

actually, elias drank coffee didn't he? sorry vaguely off topic but he had coffee when melanie poisoned him. i wonder if that's also symbolic of him not belonging either, he was out of place because his ass was not elias. that's DEFINITELY a reach but it's interesting

the OIAR is coffee centered, but celia drinks tea, because she does not belong there, she's from Somewhere Else

very interesting to use the drinks as symbolism, unless i'm reaching

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Fused!Verse Fan-Art of Corruption!Sans

Art made by @loxleyo7

Corruption!Sans, The Fusion of Error, Pestilence!Sans, and Virus!Sans

Error by @loverofpiggies

Pestilence!Sans @hoshi-tsubasa

Virus!Sans @infectionstale / @universecipher

Original Design For Corruption!Sans were made by

Eric Micheal

You can find more info about Fused!Verse at @theauthor0

[cherrylired]

🕷 ˗ˏˋKINICH SPIDERMAN AUˎˊ˗ 🕷

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This is just a little interest check, depending how everyone likes it I’ll continue or not.. Couldn’t get spider kinich out of my mind SO I HAD TO WRITE SOMETHING DOWN RAAAHHH, kinda kinich‘s first day as spiderman, but from readers pov!! pls enjoy :P

Word count: 598

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It was yet another normal day. You watch the buzzing streets as you walked to your rather boring accounting job. Never truly what was planned for your life but it pays. Days felt the same, monochrome as ever. Going to work at 8:30, coming home at 7pm, staying home and doing nothing with whats left of the day. It came to a point where you were yearning change, something drastic that would make everything polychrome.

You make your way into a quiet side street, where a bunch of small offices made their home. You get out your keys to the building, sighing. ‘Another week of this-‘, your thoughts were cut off by a loud bang behind you.

You jolt up, covering your ears and turning to the origin of the crash sound. Your eyes widen as you see a parked car, completely crushed, loose parts laying around it. Some missed you by just a few inches. Hands trembling, you freeze as a beast-like creature emerges from the car wreck. Heart beat quickens, everything in your body tells you to run, but nothing is moving.

The beast detects you, and immediately goes your way, grunting. “This is the way i die…”, you mumble to yourself, still unable to move a muscle.The creature quickens its pace, charging toward you. Squeezing your eyes shut and turning your head is the only thing you can do. Suddenly you feel an arm around you, pulling you away. The beasts growl faded, while the whistle of the wind grew louder. Eyes still shut, you decided to slowly open them.

You were flying? ‘Am I dead?’, you thought to yourself.

Looking to your right, a masked person is holding you. The mask has huge white eyes, contrasting their black suit. A spider symbol graces their chest while you notice the green web detailing all around. And all that was supporting you guys was.. a string? Before you could react, the person landed on a rooftop and slowly let you go. “Are you ok?”, a rather monotone, male sounding voice asked you. You are only able to nod in response, feeling like you’re in some kind of fever dream.

His big white eyes narrowed; looked like he was smiling? “Good to hear, i kinda have to go, you know.. uhm.. monster waiting for me..”, he moved awkwardly, as he took small steps away from you. He shot a web out of his wrist, ready to swing off.

“Wait! Who are you??”, you managed to finally say something.

“…”, you were met with a brief silence while he tilted his head, clearly in thoughts. “Uhm.. spiderman..”, he says, almost uncertain if he liked the name or not. He kept his web out, awkwardly holding his arm up. “Hey uhm.. my arm’s kind of starting to hurt, you’re fine right..? I have to catch that thing, you know..” he pointed at his arm, then down, where u saw the beast roaming around.

“Oh yeah.. yeah totally..!!” You nod waving him off. He smiles at you again, then swings off without another word.

“Spiderman?” You mumble as you watch him leave.

[miguelswifey04]

What if, Miguel as a sugar daddy but the reader is very “no no, I can buy that keep your money” and “do you want me to buy you something?” When ever he buys them something they feel bad, please love ur content <3

SO good!! i love your idea <3

yes he’s your sugar daddy and he loves to spoil you but he has never had a sugar baby who would be reluctant on getting money spent on them, and instead are very generous towards him.

“baby? at least let me buy something for you, please?” he would quite literally beg to spend money on you. he would buy the whole world if you asked him too. he was very loaded with money as he was a geneticist for alchemax. you hesitantly agreed and you just ask for the least expensive thing 😭

“do you want me to buy you something!” you asked miguel with a soft smile. miguel was dumbfounded. his own sugar baby asking their own sugar daddy if they could by something for him?? “no, no no. don’t spend anything on me! mi vida, you don’t need to spend money on me. i got loads of money.” he reassured you as he shook his head at your request. he isn’t letting you spend money on him. not on his watch so you gave up with a small shrug and a giggle.

miguel and you had taken a small trip to paris. he had prepared breakfast in bed as you were beginning to stir out of your sleep. he brought the tray of breakfast that consisted of crepes, waffles, and strawberries. he knew it was your favorite. “thank you miguel.” you smiled with appreciation and adoration for him. he went to the living room of the hotel room and brought into view prada shoes + a gucci handbag. you mouth was left agape. yes you wanted a sugar daddy only because you were lonely and not solely for financial reasons. “miguel—you know you didn’t have to.” he ain’t taking NO for an answer 😭

he knows you don’t like money being spent on you so he always buys anything you had a slight interest BEFORE you could even DENY him LOL, but when it comes to shopping you rather spend your own money so miguel respected that. just know miguel is still happy to spend that $$$ on you without anything in return 💋

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a/n: woop woop 🙌🏽

[neonbrutalism]

mission report

[ghcstao3]

Okay I just saw someone’s Olympic x cod au (and it was so cool) so now I’m asking everyone what their Olympic x cod head canons are.

i’m sorry i’m so late to this. so late in fact that the olympics are over. but i’ll try my hand with the 141:

- price is a coach now, though only a few years retired. once upon a time he’d been a gymnast, and damn good at it too. he’s well-decorated in terms of medals, hadn’t planned on retiring so soon but a permanent injury had done him in. he still rubs the calluses on his hands as a sort of self-soothing motion whenever he watches a mentee compete.

- for gaz i’m torn between him being one of the athletes price coaches or him being a swimmer. either way he has the strength and drive, and though similar to soap it’s only his second games, anyone could see that he’s got a lot of potential ahead of him. it helps, of course, that everyone is easily dazzled by his charming smile, and he’s well-spoken for interviews—but also he is just a really great athlete.

- ghost i think would be in the shooting events. he has a sharp eye and steady aim—the hardest part about competing for him was learning how to drown out the noise. he’s not a perfect medallist by any means, but he’s garnered a sizeable collection over the years of a few bronzes, silvers, and (mostly) golds.

- and for soap i want to go with rugby. he’s aggressive, competitive, but he’s also a team player. right now he currently sits with a silver, but it is also only his second olympics. he hopes to place more in the future—hopes to someday get a gold—but he also does love meeting new people and travelling the world (even if that comes at the cost of plentiful training and the four-year gaps).

[artofnicolle]

[deputygonebye]

@florrentine asked: ❛ you’re welcome to stay, if you want. ❜

Walls of white decorated in floral, blues and ivories, anthers colored to the brightest of yellows, a field of flowers and almost rustic sensibilities, Emilia's home was cozy. Hung picture frames displayed sketches behind their glass; pencilwork in black, watercolors in orange, from their canvases in an attention grabbing spectacle. Wooden stools centered around a kitchen island, a pot on the stovetop about to whistle, the signal that tea had been finished. Water in small cup, bronze around the top in delicate trim, pastel peach from handle to base. Shane's portion of the homemade brew. Warm to the touch - somewhat bitter to the taste without the addition of sugar or honey - a delicacy come straight from the isle, held within the hands of the enemy, an American satisfied in thirst. Unlike the coolness he was used to - tea on Sunday afternoons, filled to the top of the pitcher with ice and lemon - comforted, nonetheless.

Dressed in his best, jeans that were stained only around the calves, button down cuffed at the elbow, the first three buttons left undone, Shane meant nothing by his visit to Emilia. A simple get-together between neighbors - the soles of his brown combat boots dug into the floorboards, the hardwood of darkened craft, unlikely to move - the hour that Shane was allowed between fatherhood and Alexandria responsibility. Judith watched over by the others of his group, the strangers that grew to extended family, true family, it was meant only to be tea and nothing more. A quick break from the hustle and bustle; the pleasure of hot tea and biscuits, cookies, that smelled as good as they looked. Bound to be gobbled up as soon as they went from pan to plate, Emilia a dedicated hostess, her invitation an unexpected surprise. Sudden, but welcomed, irises of copper melted into puddles, made softer and tender.

"Aw, Em. That's real kind of you. I'd love to, but the boss has got me workin' overtime today. Somethin' about the kids - worried they've been messin' around the fence or somethin'. Gotta go check on it, maybe lay the law down, too." Shane smiled, closed mouth but with a boyish air, youthful and almost mischievous.

"Alright... just a few more minutes, then I really have to hit the road. Hey, thank you. This, it's been nice. I haven't had much of a chance to sit down and relax in, well, honest to God, forever. Tea's real good, too. Ain't never had it warm before - always had it chilled. Guess I've been missin' out, huh? You best come by my place this week, I'll make us some dinner. A little token of my appreciation, if you will, for bein' so nice to me. My little girl, she's a picky eater, so we might end up havin' pasta and sauce, again, but I promise, Ms. Emilia, it'll be worth the walk across the sidewalk. Shoot, I'll even make a dessert. I'll have Carol lend a hand - she's good in the kitchen - that way, it'll be guaranteed delicious."

[dallas06]

I hate this so now you have to see it too

[killouzz]

WIP for a bit of an after story for TimeFlower Verse. Like what happened after Dust became “Unikko”.

Killer belongs to RahafWabas

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Fused!Verse Fan-Art of Digital!Sans

Art made by @riftsstuff

Digital!Sans, The Fusion of Slash, Puppet!Sans, and Cursor!Sans

Slash!Sans by @itsxroxannex

Puppet!Sans by EpicNightmareSans

Cursor!Sans by NikkoNijime07 / Mandaryne

Original Design For Digital!Sans were made by

Fizzy

You can find more info about Fused!Verse at @theauthor0

[elliespectacular]

I don't know if y'all have heard about it but there's this really cool animated thing y'all should check out.

The main character is, of course, a man who needs no introduction. Really I can just say "The iconic red mask-wearing guy" and y'all know who I'm talking about.

There's now an official (like, from the people who own the character) piece of animated media where the fabric of reality breaks and he finds himself adventuring across a multiverse spanning multiple different takes on his own world. Various eras from the series' history and animation styles (including comics, of course) are represented and he meets alternate versions of his own self - such as an one from old cartoons, one whose always shown in grayscale, a weird animal version, and even one designed to fit the cultural sensibilities of another country.

I can't really say any more without spoiling it, but it's really good and I think given our current over-saturation of multiverse media, this one stands out as something special and a great example of how art like this can be done with the right vision.

It's called "alternate universe" and it's a Strong Bad Email from 2006

[lizagranger128]

How do you picture the characters when you read modern AU Les Mis? For Grantaire, he is George Bladgen, but not 2012 movie. Specifically YouTube George Blagden singing *that song*.

[honeypawsart]

"BUTTERFINGERS" AU, EARTH-0164

"Hi, my name is Dr. Johnny B. Ohnn. No, not the Ohnn you're thinking of. I'm from an alternate dimension (EARTH-0164). If Johnathon Ohnn didn’t become The Spot because of the supercollider explosion, but rather just accidentally dropped the dark matter capsule. Causing a slow spread of dark matter to corrupt his body over time. That's me."

Dr. Johnny B. Ohnn is an ex-Alchemax lead scientist who designed and began the creation of the Supercollider. On the day of the funding ceremony for his project, he accidentally dropped a canister of dark matter he extracted from a mini-collider test model, which he was to use as a demonstration for the presentation. The dark matter painfully spread to several portions of his body. However, instead of support after his accident, he was ridiculed by his respected friends and coworkers for being so clumsy and unprofessional. "Butterfingers" was a common yet silly thrown at him afterward. Johnny quit his job out of frustration, turning on the Alchemax company to make them pay for his deformities... using them to his advantage.

Johnny is generally very grumpy. This is due to his dark matter deformities being very uncomfortable. It feels like burning, itching, and chronically painful to deal with daily. The black spots feel void of sensation however, it's the white areas that hurt him the most. He uses cold water showers and drinks to help soothe the pain. The dark matter corruption on his body feels like jello, memory foam, or oobleck to the touch; it's solid at first but things can sink into the nothingness void.

The corruption is relatively slow, and by the time he's 41 years old, he's 80% corrupted. At this point in time, although he's still clumsy as ever, he's more confident in his ability to use his powers to his advantage. He adopts the nickname "Milky Way" then (based on another popular chocolate bar candy).

Johnny also has a pet shrimp named Shrimptin Beck. Later on in his isolation, he builds a functional Mysterio robot suit for Shrimptin to move around and help with his crimes. They sort of have a "Megamind & Minion" relationship haha

Johnny B. Ohnn is not a huge fan of his dimension's rendition of Spiderman. Her name is Lucky Charm, and is the exact polar opposite of Butterfingers. But you know what they say about "opposites attract" ;)

Earth-0164 Spider-Man, aka Lucky Charm! Works at the Trophy Bugle casino part-time! The rest of her time is spent saving their city using their very luck-driven superpowers! On their off days, Gwen Amber (lol yes that is my actual first and middle name, cringe is free) works as a regular employee at the Trophy Bugle Casino, owned and run by J. Jameson who HATES Lucky Charm for potentially ruining his business. Butterfingers ended up hitting up a casino after his accident- he always loses and gets frustrated with the hosts and that’s how he and Lucky Charm meet the first time, but she INSISTS on trying to make him better outside of work so they sort of get close as they teach him ya know?? Meanwhile, he doesn’t even realize that out of all the hosts at the casino, the one he happens to bump into is the hero he should hate for being against his motivations.

✮ ✮ ✮ That's all I have for now in the Earth-0164 canon!! I hope you guys enjoy this sort of long, info-dumpy post! He also has an official Spotify Playlist! Fan art is 100% welcome of Butterfingers. I also don't mind if you draw yourself/oc with him. Just please realize some boundaries with him. I will not tolerate any sort of "proship" art of him with any underage characters, since he is an old man (36-41 years old). He's very special to me, so please be respectful about that!

He's also my OC, so please tag me in any posts of him as well! He has a tag on all socials as #butterfingersohnn as well! All fan art is uploaded to his toyhou.se page.

That's the end!! Thanks for reading :D