#adsom!au

[purplebass]

Watch Holland and Kell completely misunderstand the meaning of the word shipping

(profile pics credit: @/lasq.draws on IG)

[hollow-vok]

According to the wiki today is the birthday of Holland Vosijk, one of my favorite characters of all time...

Holland you will always be famous to me

[badassbutterfly1987]

(ID: A pale-haired girl in a blue dress stands in front of a window. She holds out her hand to a grey and white songbird. End ID.)

Nasi in a daemon au. She strikes me as a songbird type, tho probably only when she becomes her more self-assured self in Threads. Before that her daemon was probably usually a mouse.

base source

[orange-cheetah]

wip title ask game tagged by @psychicwavementality thank you for the tag ^^ i love yapping about my wips!!

published, ongoing:

clockworks and porcelain (bnha - bakutodo, steampunk au)

cerulean waters (daiya - furukousawa, dancer/bodyguard au)

of sunlight and trees (winbre - sakura & class 1-1)

boys of ill omen (wbk/natsuyuu - sakura & natsume)

will they ever see the light of day? who knows:

the colour of magic (adsom/ghibli - holland)

no place like home (bsd - sskk, dark fantasy au)

the wisteria blue you (bllk - isrnis, mafia au)

smoke and mirrors (wbk - suosakunire/p, umineko-ish horror fantasy au)

twilight on and on (natsuyuu - natsumato)

没头没尾 horrible exorcists lion dance drabble

tagging @makimacult and @moetxt <3

[starsailores]

looking through my list of (long overdue) adsom whumptober ideas and trying to decide what to try and get written/posted next. what are people's thoughts

[my-ruthless-zoyalai]

hey tumblr i need some help

SO

i’m working on this random one-shot ADSOM college au but I need help deciding people’s majors

rhy - theater

lila - ?

kell - ?

alucard - ?

i’m not including holland because this is a very self indulgent one shot and in an ideal world holland goes to a different university

[nightbloom7reads]

Getting to know you

Thank you so much for the tag, lovely @starsoforionwrites!

Three ships: Dramione, Lila Bard /Kell Maresh from ADSOM and Kanej. What do you mean, that's too many dangerous women? That sounds like a you problem.

First ship: Destiel, I think, back when DrWhoLock was a thing. I'm showing my age!

Last Song: Drumming Song - Florence And The Machine.

Last Movie: Guardians Of The Galaxy Volume 3. Not my choice, I rather wish I could scrub it out of my brain and get those two and a half hours back.

Currently Reading: Antinomian by @starsoforionwrites (I have a few chapters to catch up on, best feeling!), The Dark Vault by VE Schwab, A Taste of Gold and Iron by Alexandra Rowland and Three Assassins by Kotaro Isaka on audiobook.

Currently Watching: What We Do In The Shadows season 5.

Last thing I wrote: Scary Partner Privilege (epilogue will go up this week, Friday or earlier).

Currently writing: a Robin-Hood inspired Mediaeval AU (multi-chapter), a one shot about parallel universes, and a one-shot about opening an enchanted lingerie store and feminism. Dramione, all.

Tagging @maimaktes

[pinkcupboardwitch]

Joining the Swiss cheese brain conference. So just some quick thoughts here before I lose them again.

I absolutely agree with the idea that Holland has chronic pain. Pain inflicted by another and by yourself both seem to count for magic, so I imagine that tattooed runes like the ones the twins and Alox have are status symbols: everyone hurts, but you got to decide how you hurt. Conversely, people like poor Nasi who get deliberately ugly scars are marked out as fair game who couldn’t defend themselves. And then there’s Holland, whose major scarring scene with the Danes in ADSOM isn’t because they wanted to use his magic, but because they were hungry. They’re so confident in their own Vitari-fueled magic, they’re able to use the best power source in Makt as a snack.

I don’t believe Astrid has bone magic the same way the men mentioned do? She’s a lightning and illusion girl. There’s a line @muffinworry and I continually make fun of, about how she moves with “awkward grace” during her fight with Lila, because that’s such an oxymoronic phrase - but if she is hampered by that coldness in her blood, that could explain why she moves stiffly. Like a marionette, maybe, or that fight with Pris in Blade Runner.

@muffinworry has also speculated before about how the final stages of magicians’ fading could end up with all their senses being muffled, not just motion: sight, hearing, touch, taste all going, until they’re interfacing with the world not as humans but as magic perceiving magic. I’ve always been struck by the image of the twins being so faded in everything but their eyes remaining blue - it would have been so easy for Schwab to say they had grey eyes to match, but no. So I picture an AU where if they’ve lived longer, both their eyes would turn black as a shark’s, black as an Antari’s.

some scattered disability and White London thoughts:

Schwab missed a hundred thousand opportunities for disability rep; this is a bleak, apocalyptic landscape where one of the prevalent currencies is blood, and both children and adults are frequently attacked for their power.

Sign language. Look. Most magicians need to speak to focus their power, though Schwab makes clear it's more a way to keep up concentration than a necessity (take Lila's tiger, tiger, burning bright. So I wanna see that taken to its logical conclusion: tongues removed because many. many people think they! are the source of power, or at least where immense magic will nest.

Therefore: A thriving culture of sign language, where everyone is at least semi-fluent.

Holland, watching Talya's hands trace the old stories in gorgeous, fluid arcs with her hands as her face takes on a million expressions. Later, finishing them beneath the blankets, fingers tracing words intohis skin in the dark.

Holland stands out as much because his Antariness has allowed him to avoid disability as for the power itself.

Way the fuck more prosthetics particularly prosthetic hands considering how so many people carve element-control runes directly on their skin. Take away your hands, and some enemies would think they could take away your ability to fight.

Lethally sharp hooks for hands, with the runes carved directly into the metal and the most ruthless fighters absolutely willing ready and able to gouge out your eyes with their prosthetics.

Consequently: prosthetic care. Eventually, you have to take your hand/hands off; moisturize the stumps etc. Who you choose to be that vulnerable with says a thousand things about your character. (and the moments when you don't particularly *choose* it but you need to anyway because you've had it on too long and the skin is blistering; infection in Makt would be deadly.

The irritations of amputations. I know from some other characters I've researched for: things like washing your hair with only one functioning hand: an absolute bitch.

Anemia. In AGOS, part of what Ojka says Osaron's powers does is "warm her blood". Everyone in that city must be A. constantly cold; and not cold like a coat can fix. Cold from poor circulation and generally "weak" blood. People who have an affinity with bone magic (Athos, Vortalis, Holland himself) would have a significant advantage because everyone else is moving just slightly sluggishly, always dragging at the weight of exhaustion. It's part of what would make Talya's dancing so fucking _impressive, that she moves like that even despite the headaches, dizziness, etc.

Holland as Antari: essentially a fucking human heated blanket to anyone who isn't afraid to be so close to y'know the extremely dangerous magician.

God, there's so. so much more, but my brain is swiss cheese. But I at least wanted to start the ball rolling, because I feel like this's a corner of fandom that's just _bursting with possibilities.

[sakusqs]

on.

characters: akaashi keiji, sakusa kiyoomi

genre: fantasy, a darker shade of magic!au

tw: blood

first chapter snippet of the bokuaka magic!au i’ve been itching to write for the last couple of months. why i’m posting it up is because i’m just really curious if people are interested in this type of au. the fantasy world i’m basing this on is from v.e. schwab’s a darker shade of magic. i instantly fell in love with the concept and i hope you do too, dear readers. i know i said it’s bokuaka but for now, please enjoy some sakuaka friendship 💕

The old man turned to stone in a single heartbeat.

Akaashi Keiji drew his hand away—still bleeding from the self-inflicted cut on his palm—and stared down at the man’s statue with not much remorse. The man was lying down on his wooden cot, blanket pulled to his waist and his hands held up in defense. He wore an expression caught between surprise and rage as he gazed up at Keiji with eyes that spoke of hurt, betrayal. Keiji supposed he should feel more rueful or sympathetic, but he didn’t; that was worrying.

“Kiyoomi,” Keiji called out, turning around. “This man better have done a terrible crime, or I would’ve taken his life for nothing.”

But there was no one there to reply to his remark. He was sure the prince had been standing behind him moments before, silently observing, but Keiji now stood alone in the small, dark bedroom. He sighed, his lips curving downward in annoyance—it was one thing to do Kiyoomi’s job for him, but to be left alone without warning while he did them was below the belt. Keiji made to turn on his heels but paused to look back down to the statue.

“Almost forgot,” he muttered lowly before placing his bleeding palm on the man’s arm. “As Steno.”

Break.

The statue cracked into thousands of shards once the command rolled of his tongue; the rocks falling onto the cot and some rolling to the floor with a thud. Without a second glance, Keiji turned around and stalked towards the open door from where he had come.

The man lived in a simple cottage sitting between the the edge of the city and Silver Wood. From the quick scout they had done right before the task, the small residence only had one floor divided into three rooms—bedroom, study, and living space. He entered the latter now, the room bare save for an unlit fireplace on one wall and a worn-down settee situated in front of it, but no Sakusa Kiyoomi on sight. He doubted that his friend would venture out into the cold winter night, and so, that only left one place to look.

“Your Highness,” Keiji raised his voice, his feet already striding towards the open door on the other side of the room. “Bold of you to pry on a dead man’s belongings.”

“To be fair,” a muffled voice finally spoke up from inside the study. “He wasn’t dead just yet when I went inside.”

Keiji stopped by the wooden door and raised a brow at the young prince standing over a desk with papers in hand. Sakusa Kiyoomi raised his head at his appearance, his raven curls shifting out of his eyes to reveal not only the dark brown of his left eye, but the solid black of his right. A black that ran to the edges and swallowed both the white and the iris. It was a mark that struck fear to anyone who spots it. It was a mark of power. It was a mark of a blood magician—of an Antari.

It was a mark that blemished Keiji’s left eye.

[purplebass]

adsom and some parallels with disney's the little mermaid? yeah. because this is also a story about people coming from different worlds and the dangers of magic just like adsom is

Kell is such an Ariel. Like the mermaid who keeps the artifacts in a grotto, he keeps the treasures from different Londons at his room in the Ruby Fields. King Triton later destroys Ariel's stash of objects just like Holland burns down the Ruby Fields. Ariel later turns human and saves prince Eric (who is also the captain of a ship) and falls in love with him. In adsom, it's Lila (our Eric) who saves Kell the night they met and later discovers she isn't a mere human but an antari magician who can travel between worlds (and ofc, they fall for each other)

[antaripirate]

for some reason my spidey senses are telling me we might get some Threads news within the next week???

oh and also HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOLLAND VOSIJK

EVERYONE SING HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE SOMEDAY KING

[ashintheairlikesnow]

I've been missing Kell and Holland a lot, could we have a drabble about them? Maybe one in The Coffee Shop AU, it's so cute?

Kell has been sitting here with his slowly cooling flat white for an hour now. He has the textbook open in front of him. His hand grips a pen. The notebook is there, neatly labeled for subject and pages he has been assigned to study.

He has been reading the same paragraph for an hour now and he still has no idea what it says.

What he does know, though, is that Holland Vosijk did not shave today.

The grad student he absolutely does not have a crush on is in his usual chair across the room, his own eyes shifting from left to right as he reads. He's deep in whatever it is - Kell read the title when he came in and he can't remember that, either. He never looks up.

It makes it easy for Kell to take in what he's wearing and not look like the absolute creep he absolutely is.

He goes to pick up his drink and, eyes still on the way the stubble shadows Holland's jaw and softens its cut-glass edges, he knocks the backs of his knuckles against the ceramic.

He gasps, but he isn't fast enough to stop the mug from crashing to the floor. The shattering ceramic seems impossibly loud.

The soft din of conversation goes briefly silent.

Someone applauds.

Kell's face burns with humiliation and he drops into a crouch, ducking his chin.

"Shut up."

Kell goes suddenly still. He slowly looks up to find Holland has closed his book and stood, glaring daggers at the offending man, who drops his hands back to his lip, startled.

Kell might actually blush harder. He feels light-headed, anyway. Holland heads his direction, wearing heavy boots and old jeans and he looks like he was poured into them, which definitely can't be fair-

"Do you need some help?" He asks, crouching across from Kell, picking up a broken shard. He drops it into Kell's palm with the others. "Are you hurt?"

"Uh. No, no, I'm fine, just... stupid."

"Human," Holland corrects. "You're human. I've seen you around campus before. You're... Kevin?"

"Kell. Kell Maresh."

"Kell Maresh." The corner of Holland's mouth quirks in a slight smile. "I'll remember that."

Half of Kell feels like it's just him being polite. The other half thinks Sanct, I hope so.

[badassbutterfly1987]

ADSOM Silent Hill AU

So just tossing out some loose ideas since the Silent Hill 2 remake came out:

For the sake of simplicity, this is a modern au. Osaron/Black London stands in for Silent Hill. The twisted "magic" of the place draws people to it who are looking for something impossible, i.e. trying to fix something that can't be changed.

Rhy is dead, sort of. Either he follows Kell around as a ghost no one else can see, or his physical body is technically "alive" in a zombie state and Kell wants to use Osaron to keep him properly alive.

Less sure about Lila. Obviously she's looking for a new adventure and running from her past but she needs to want something in specific, even if she hasn't consciously acknowleged it.

Similar to Kell, Holland is trying to bring back the dead (both being a James parallel). In his case he's looking for Vortalis' ghost/trying to bring him back to life out of misplaced guilt for not saving him.

[lumau]

For @orchidscript​ ‘s fanfic A Sweet Far Thing - Shades of Magic / Edwardian AU, in which Kell is trans and Holland is incredibly sweet!

Thank you Orchid for bringing this AU to life and letting me draw them!

[starsailores]

started playing stardew valley again, and now there is a sinister voice in the back of my mind telling me to make an adsom au out of it. and the more i think about it, the more i think it could actually work. pondering. musing, even

[whimsicallyreading]

I’m so sorry for the delay on all the updates.

I have toxic as hell family coming into town today and getting ready has been really draining.

On the bright side, I’ll probably do a lot of writing to ignore them. Escapism at its finest, lol. Hopefully everything will be updated sometime this week! Thank you for the love and patience 💚