#ahit hood kid

[rubys-forest]

swap hatstache lazy doodle bc I'm busy workinggggggddg on special arttt

[royalphantompain]

Thinking about how in some promo art and official merch, these two are hanging out together and having a fun time.

I feel like I should feel like I have robbed from seeing this stuff in the game, but the fact that these even exist at all makes me extremely happy. I am currently crying over them.

[snakarscrolls]

hi pallas ^_^ ! what are your fav hat flairs and color palletes & costume. maybe you have a favorite combo of clothes/palettes. you can show if it's convenient for you. also love the design of this blog

heyyyyy :3 title screen answered for me lol (its right)

as much as i like the default outfit (a lot) my fav costume is definitely the comfy sweater! when i first played my fav hat flair was the dinosaur hood :) nowadays i think the most about the raccoon ears ice hat & default sprint hat. while i never payed any attention to it at all i lately took a liking to the ladybug band :) i dont remember where exactly i found its official, and ive lost the link to the account, but apparently there was an official a hat in time curiouscat account where questions were answered by hat kid? and a few years ago i looked through it and i remember there was something about her wanting to paint her nails red w black dots / the ladybag pattern..? so i think its probably a nod to that! also a flair i LUV is the headphones time hat, although not pictured.

aesthetically, my fav dye is the minty fresh one (pictured on the right), but one i feel the most strongly about is the blueberry pie because its one that always makes me recall an old friend talking about on their private blog. that makes it dear and nostalgic. oh, also, the ribbon is very cute :) i always think about snatcher helping hat tie it, even though shes most likely plenty capable of doing that herself lol

im also very attached to dweller masks, especially the fox and... pink... ones. i used to have a pinkmask dweller on my various social media icons at some point, as well as a blog about kinning it, essentially... i have mixed feelings about it but it was a nice time. in the beta, i believe its incredibly strongly implied that the fox mask belonged to the prince! i mean, its found in the cellar of a place painter/prince used to live in (according to betasnatcher at least), and moonjumpers theme was included in the ost renamed to "fox mask theme"... id say thats pretty explicit. i dont mind people having fun designing their own masks for them, but it really boggles my mind to know im probably the first ever person to publicly talk about this connection...

as for mods! the pleasant parka is adorable, im such a sucker for cute winter clothes ;_; & the miku scarf goes pretty well with the queens dress, with the snowflake motifs, even more so since i hc vanessa to having been a very sickly person. unrelated to mods, i never played w the justice dye but its so sweet seeing hat/bow emulate the way mu looks, i cant not read that in a positive light ;_;

thanks for the ask i luv ahit customization so much. its lots of fun. luv talking about it

[denadoodles]

Some au sketches…

I’ve been picking up my Hood In Time Au I worked on 2 years ago. I’ve almost finished the story writing process, but the story has gotten a bit long which means there’s a lot more for me to draw, so idk how long it will be until I start posting officially for this au. So yeahhhhhhh….

[children-of-subcon]

She’s blasting off agaiiiiiiiiinnnnnn

Those Princess comics are FINALLY here!! There was going to be a second one with her and Prince, but this thing is 5 pages long, I’m tired, and I’ll be unable to draw for a while again soon sooo nah.

This is based on that unused cutscene with Mu and Snatcher! Ngl I absolutely love it (and the post game one with all the bosses dklsfj) so I was absolutely going to make it canon in my AU :)

Vanessa was originally going to be way meaner to Captor, but I think she has a soft spot for kids so now she’s at least trying to help ’:D

Also Van accidentally implying Captor’s scare tactics aren’t as good as her sister’s HA

The next ref was going to be the islanders, but I actually need to flesh out more stuff for them SO! We’re gonna be revealing another swap instead! Ooooo how exciting :DDD

[gooberthed]

FITE TO DA DEATH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[maxtheg-askthevoltroverse]

I Present - The Hood Kiddo Himself!

[karmarp]

(ravensroleplays, AHIT RP, Lone Snatch and Kid Verse)

"..." She didn't know how, she didn't know when, but some way, somehow, Misty had ended up in a world that was the opposite of hers.

Or well, no, this was still Subcon Forest, just...a different one. Gulping down her fear, the half-ghostly girl wandered around, trying to see if she could find anyone.

The subcon forest of this place really do completely different to those who have live the subcon forest for quiet a while to their whole live. For one the place have those dark theme twirly vines that have flowers attached to them, clinging to the purple thorn vines.

Alongside of a sign that look old even to the point the sign is about to fall yet it haven't so far. There seem to be two hooded figure, even though they're a bit similar to the hooded figure to those who are from their own subcon forest...

Some would tell there is a huge difference comparing with the regular snatcher minions with these two. For one the other is taller than most minions including the shorter one, both have different pallete as one is dark theme as the other is lighter, one look like they're based on the inky mushroom. The other have a lot of morning glory flowers on top of their head. Yet both seems to have long sleeves that cover their hands entirely.

They seem to be talking with each other and don't seem to notice at misty at first, perhaps distracted by their conversation.

@ravensroleplays

[greentrickster]

(Because I have zero self control, have another fanfic from @doodledrawsthings‘s ahit ‘coffee shop au’ featuring my subconite Lime and @mindboogling‘s Lance/SubconKnight!)

“Over here, milord!”

Lance looked to the bleachers as the rest of the team headed for the locker room, spotted a hand waving through the benches, and sighed. “Be there in a minute, Coach.”

“Just don’t take too long, Mordred.”

Jogging over, he ducked under to find Lime stitching away at a familiar bundle of purple. “…you’re making the kids new ponchos already?”

“Nope, modifying the ones they already have,” they held up the one in question to show off the strip of yellow reflective tape now partially sewn around the mouth of the hood, “Gotta make sure we’re being a safe cult, after all. That’s why I wanted to talk to you, actually – I need your cape for a bit, can’t have the leader setting a bad example for the rest of the subconites!”

“That’s… actually a good idea,” he admitted, sitting down next to his friend in the shade of the bleachers, “I’m kinda surprised.”

“Really?” Lime peered at him with one eye from behind their hair, “Renny���s ideas are usually pretty solid, he’s a smart guy.”

“…oh.”

“Wait, did you think this was my idea?”

“Well…”

“Milord!”

“Hey-!”

“I have never had a sensible idea in my life and I never will!”

“Come on, Lime!”

“Fiiiiiiine,” they rolled their eye at him, then grinned, “Anyway, don’t worry, I did think ahead – I got silver for your cape instead of yellow, it’ll match better. Works more with the knight aesthetic, too.”

“Thanks.” He paused, “Not that I really should be thanking you for dragging me into a cult and training every kid in town to call me ‘Milord Lance.’”

“To be fair, the second bit was unintentional, and the first bit you mostly did yourself.”

“I did not-”

“Renny told me about food club.”

“Look, we all have dreams, Lime.”

“Yeah, but not all of us have dreams that get us instated as heads of cults.”

“Yeah, well- well not all of us are grounded from having existential crises!”

“Urk!” his friend blushed, then folded their arms, embarrassed, “It’s not my fault gender, humanity, and the question of what it means to be sentient are so confusing.”

“You started ranting in the middle of homeroom.”

“Ugh!” they flopped against his shoulder, sulking, “You’re the worst.”

“You’re getting cult all over my football sweat.”

“Suffer,” they grumped, but sat up again. “So, you’ll get your cape to me before the next meeting?”

“Yeah, sure,” he glanced over in the direction of the locker room, “If you wanna keep talking, you’ll have to come with, I really need to shower off.”

“Okay,” they started packing up the ponchos and sewing supplies into their backpack, “It is really nice that you’re helping the kids out like this, though, they’re having a lot of fun.”

He groaned as they started walking. “Why were they so insistent on me being in charge, anyway – you’re the one who actually wants to be there, why don’t you do it?!”

Lime paused and actually pushed their hair out of the way so they could look at him with both eyes. “Because you’re the one they want for their leader, not me. Besides, I only officially joined after you did, you found out first.”

“Well, what if I- I don’t know- abdicated in your favour or something?!”

That got him a laugh in response and the curtain of bright green hair dropped back in place. “And they say you’re smarter than me – they follow you because you make them feel safe. They’re a bunch of kids going off to do spooky stuff in the woods in the dark, you think they’d feel half as safe without reliable Sir Lance there to fight off any monsters we might actually come across? And you do it without spoiling the fun, do you know how hard it is to be a likeable authority figure? And you just do it, without even thinking! It’s just like when we were kids and I decided I was your squire, you’re just… fun to follow.”

“Oh.” He fidgeted with his helmet. That sounded… kind of nice, actually. Not what he’d expected. “Then what are you joining in for? Do you think Snatcher’s actually… you know. Real?”

“Dunno,” they shrugged, “It’d be kind of neat if it is. Mostly though I’m just enjoying myself. Remember those costumes our moms made us when we were little? Most of the subconites aren’t lucky enough to have moms who can sew, like we do, and costumes are half the fun! Plus, don’t you just love that cult aesthetic? Maximum spook and maximum comfort all in one!” they grinned for a moment, then looked at their hands again, “And we’re teenagers now. We’re not gonna get the chance to do stuff like this much longer, so why not enjoy that we’re not quite grown-ups while we still can? And get a chance to be the cool teens for some kids while we’re at it?”

“I guess…”

“And anyway, there’s over a dozen of them now – someone has to help you keep an eye on them all, it’s not like they’re gonna leave you alone at this point,” they shot him a grin, “And it might as well be me! Plus, this’ll get me closer to getting voted ‘most likely to become a cryptid’ when I graduate.”

“I’d vote for you if I wasn’t graduating first. And if it was a real category.”

“I know you would.”

The two of them made it the rest of the way to the locker room door in comfortable silence, and Lance heaved a breath when they got there. “…okay, I’ll keep coming for now. But you’re on clean-up duty at the next meeting, Squire Lime.”

“Well I never-! I’m telling my union head, you see if I don’t!”

“Go ahead – we both know Renny likes me better.”

“This is nepotism!” they cheerfully protested. “So, you’ll get your cape to me?”

“I’ll drop it off after supper.”

“Great, see you then!”

They headed off with a wave, and Lance waved back before heading in to take a shower.

OoOoOoOoO

Pretty sure Lime’s some kind of theatre kid, but the sort who works in costumes and set as opposed to being an actor. Definitely still dramatic enough for it, though!

Renny belongs to @pokeninjager-ghost-art and is pretty much Lance’s little brother in every way that matters, not to mention seems to have the valuable quality of ‘functioning brain cells’. He’s a cool character, and he’s important to Lance, so I wanted to give him a mention.

Lance’s popularity with the kids is based on how all of us who run into him here on tumblr seem to just fall in love with him and want to have our OCs hang out with him, myself included. He is a good, loveable boy!

Last thing, when I was in 8th grade, some kids actually asked me to lead a seance for them in a haunted house (with the owner’s permission), on the grounds that they were too scared to do it without me, and I’m seeing Lance having a similar roll in the Snatcher Cult (or Snult).

[ahatintimestorybook]

AHIT Twin AU- Subcon Festival

Hey guys sorry for the long update! Work has been busy with the holidays and I’ve been focusing more on my AHIT AU, A Royal Problem then creating content for Winter’s Twin AU. However, that doesn’t mean I gave up on this story. I do have a couple of ideas just no way how it will flow.

Other than that I hope you enjoy this chapter! It's another wholesome one taking place during MJ and Luka’s childhood!

Enjoy!!

@winterpower98

Paint, newspapers, markers, and pens scattered all over the table as MJ and Luka were designing their masks for the annual Subcon Summer Solstice Festival!

When kids from Subcon turn eight years old, they create masks based on their guardian spirits. Every year, on the night of the Summer Solstice, the kids get to wear these masks along with fancy capes.

MJ and Luka were excited as they were finally eight years old and could design their masks and capes. Since they turned eight, they spent their nights after school coming up with designs for their masks. It took a while of brainstorming concepts, deciding which one to go with, as well as coming up with a color scheme for the mask, but the twins settled on a design and finally got to work on their masks.

Richard came in and smiled seeing MJ finishing up his mask, while Luka was already coloring in his. “How is the mask decorating going, boys?” He asked.

“Almost done.” MJ said as he finished detailing his mask with the red paint. “There! Perfect!” He exclaimed, looking at his mask. Richard came over and took a good look at his son’s mask.

The mask was in the shape of a crescent moon, pale blue in color with red markings. To Richard, it looked as though his son made a cat mask like his mother’s.

“It looks amazing, Michael.” Richard commented, ruffling his son’s hair. MJ chuckled, glad to see his father loved his mask, and that he didn’t call it a cat like Luka did when he showed him the design.

“Doesn’t it look like a cat to you, dad?” Luka asked, pausing his work.

“For the last time Luka, it’s not a cat. It’s my moon spirit!” MJ corrected him.

Richard chuckled and ruffled Luka’s hair. “Well, cat or not, it’s a wonderful mask Michael.” Richard told him. MJ smiled in reply. “How is your mask coming along, Luka?” Richard asked as he turned toward the younger twin.

“Still painting mine. It needs the right shade of purple!” Luka replied, as he added a bit more purple to the mask.

“Don’t put too much paint, kiddo.” Richard reminded his son. “It needs to dry all day today for the festival Friday night.”

Luka paused his painting and looked at his mask. It looked like a ghost, somewhat, but purple. It was already a deep dark purple, due to all the paint the younger twin put on it. He decided before the paint could bleed on the other side of the mask, he should stop.

“Then, yeah I’m done.” Lucka nervously chuckled.

Richard laughed and ruffled the younger twin’s hair. He took a good look at his younger son’s mask; it was almost like his own mask, unique and special! “You have the same creativity as me, kiddo.” Richard commented. “I’m proud of you, both of you.” He said as he put his arms around his twin boys. The boys chuckled - they had already been so excited for this festival, and seeing their masks already receive so much praise from their father made them even more excited.

“Alright boys.” Angela, the twins’ mother spoke up as she walked into the kitchen. The twins looked up at their mother with a smile. “I got your capes all done and ready!” She told them.

The twins gasped, hearing their capes were done, and ran to their parents' room to look at them. Angela chuckled and followed her boys upstairs. Once the twins made it to their parents room, they were in awe at their new capes.

“I call the purple one!” Luka shouted as he made it to the purple cape that would fit his mask. MJ sighed and walked over to the red cape and picked it up. He smiled and put the cape on, trying it on.

Angela walked in to see her boys had tried on their capes and were showing them off. “Like them?” She asked.

“Love them!” The twins exclaimed at the same time. “Though I would’ve liked for MJ’s to be purple like mine.” Luka added.

Angela gave a light chuckle, “Well I made them different so I can tell you two apart. Even with your masks being different, I don’t want you two to be trading places all night.” She explained. MJ and Luka looked at each other, knowing their mother was  starting to catch on to their switching places plan.

“Well, it was fun while it lasted.” Luka said, giving a shrug. MJ chuckled.

A couple of days passed, and soon it was the night of the festival. MJ and Luka were in their capes and masks, looking outside, seeing many of the kids and their parents walking to where the fair is being held. “Mom! Dad! Are you ready yet?” Luka called out.

“Almost, sweetie!” Angela called out.

“But you said 'almost' like three times now!” Luka yelled back.

MJ chuckled. “You know “almost ready” in adult talk means they’re not ready yet.” He told his little brother. Luka crossed his arms; he didn’t want to wait any longer! MJ sighed and put his arm around his little brother. “The festival is going to last till midnight, we’ll have lots of time at the festival.” Luka smiled and put his arm around his older twin.

“Okay! We’re ready!” Richard shouted. Luka released himself from his older twin brother, quickly put on his mask, and ran to the front door. MJ quickly went after his brother, putting on his mask as he went after him, and stopped him from running out the door. The twins waited in front of the door and saw their parents come in with their masks and capes.

“Mom?” MJ asked. They’ve been walking to the festival grounds for five minutes, and MJ had to ask something of  his mother.

“Yes, sweetie?” Angela replied.

“Is it alright, if at some point at the festival, me and Luka could go around by ourselves?”

Angela thought about it for a bit. She asked that question to her mother when she was her son’s age, and she ended up getting lost. However, she was found by a young boy who stood by her the rest of the festival till her mother found her. Though MJ did have Luka, and those two knew how to stick together even if they did get lost.

“If you promise me, that you two don’t split off and will stick together. Then it will be alright.” Angela told her son.

MJ smiled. “Thanks mom!” He beamed, hugging her. “Luka, want to have fun and explore the festival ourselves?” He asked.

Luka smiled. “Oh yeah!” He beamed. The two boys laughed, seeing their night at the festival was going to be fun.

The Subcon Summer Solstice Festival was filled with many booths with food and fun activities to do. Sure, the twins have done this for a few years, but tonight was special! They were eight years old and that means they can do all the special stuff together. MJ and Luka’s eyes sparkled, as the festival felt different now that they were wearing their Subcon Festival masks. MJ had to lift his up a bit to see all the twinkling lights.

“Keep your mask on, Michael.” Richard reminded his son.

“Sorry.” MJ replied, as he put his mask back on, as well as putting on his hood. He then took Luka’s hand, and the two were ready to sprint off.

“Hold it, boys.” MJ and Luka stopped, hearing their mother speak up. “I know you two are excited, but please stick together, you two.”

“Mom I told you, we promise not to split up.” MJ reassured her.

“I know, but I need to remind you.” Angela told her son. She put her hand on MJ’s shoulder and got close to his eye level. “Now if you do get lost, don’t go looking around for each other, stay where you are. Your father and I will be walking around the festival. If you see us come to us, okay?” She explained.

MJ and Luka nodded, “Okay!” They said.

Angela smiled and got up. “Alright, go have fun, you two.” The twins laughed and ran off to enjoy  the festival. Angela and Richard watched their boys with a smile. Richard pulled his wife close to him, making her blush.

The twins were having fun together at the festival, eating delicious snacks like cookies and candy, as well as playing some of the games. They were playing well into the night, when the sun had set and the stars were out twinkling in the sky. The twins decided to relax outside of the festival, and enjoy their cookies while watching the night sky.

“I’d say this was a successful and fun festival!” Luka exclaimed.

MJ chuckled. “The festival is always fun, but it was successful!” MJ replied. The twins continued eating their cookies, till they heard a rustle coming from the bushes. The twins  turned around, but saw no one. “Hello?” MJ called out. However, no one came out of the bushes.

“Relax, MJ. It’s probably dad trying to scare us.” Luka reassured his older twin brother. However, a few minutes passed, but Richard didn’t pop up to scare his sons. “Dad? Is that you?” He asked. Soon they heard sniffles coming from the bushes and went over to investigate the sound.

There, they saw a young girl in a blueish-green cape, wearing a peacock-like mask, her blonde hair tied into pigtails. The twins looked at her and walked over to her. “Hey, are you okay?” Luka asked.

The girl stopped crying and turned to the twin boys. “No.” She sniffled, turning away from them.

Luka walked closer to the girl and sat down with her. “What’s wrong?”

“I ran away.” The girl replied. “I never get to go to the Subcon Summer Festival, so I decided to sneak out and go myself. Just for a little bit.” She started to explain. “But, now I feel bad because no one went looking for me.” The young girl started to cry, making the two brothers wonder what they should do to help her.

“Do you,” Luka started. “Want us to help you find your family?” He asked.

The young girl let out a sniffle and lifted her mask to wipe the tears from her eyes. “It doesn’t matter. No one is looking for me. They don’t care.”

“They do.” MJ spoke up. “You just got lost. I’m sure someone is out there looking for you.” He explained.

“Really?” The girl said, turning to the twins. The twins nodded. Even if the twins couldn’t see it, the young girl smiled and got up. “Okay.” Luka smiled and held his hand out for the girl to hold it as they headed back to the festival grounds.

Back at the festival, Angela and Richard were waiting on their sons as they haven’t heard or seen them for quite some time. “Where are they?” Angela asked. “I hope they didn’t get lost.”

Richard put his hand on her shoulder. “They could still be having fun, just give it some time. Once it gets late, we’ll look for them.” He promised.

“Okay.” Angela replied.

Not long after, MJ and Luka were back on the festival grounds and spotted their parents. “Mom! Dad!” MJ called out. Angela and Richard turned to see MJ running towards them. Angela quickly hugged her son as MJ hugged her back.

“Where were you?” Angela asked.

“Luka and I were stargazing and we met this young girl who was lost.” MJ explained. Angela and Richard looked up to see Luka holding the young girl’s hand.

The young girl slowly let go of Luka’s hand and rubbed her arm. Angela kneeled down to the young girl. “We thought if we brought her back here, someone will find her.” Luka explained.

“Well, what’s your name?” Angela asked.

The young girl was about to speak her name, but was cut off when they heard someone calling for the young girl’s name. “Young princess!” The young girl looked up to see an older man looking for her.

The girl gasped and called back to the man. “Carson!” She shouted back. Carson then heard the young girl’s voice and ran to it. Once he saw her he gave the young girl a hug.

“Where were you? Your mother has been frantically looking for you?” Carson asked, wondering where the young girl’s whereabouts were.

“Sorry, I just wanted to have fun at the festival.” The young girl explained. “Then I ended up getting lost, and thought you didn’t care about looking for me.”

Carson sighed. “I didn’t stop looking for you.” He told the young girl. The younger girl looked up at the man, and gave a smile. Carson then looked up at the twins and their parents. “Thank you for finding the princess.”

“Don’t thank us.” Richard spoke up. “It was our boys who found her.”

MJ and Luka smiled proudly. Carson gave a soft chuckle and faced the boys. “Thank you.” He repeated.

“You’re welcome!” Luka exclaimed. The young girl giggled, and slightly blushed at Luka. The younger twin smiled and blushed as well in reply.

“Well, we'd better get going then. Your and your mother’s flight is tomorrow morning.” Carson explained.

The young girl nodded and took her butler’s hand, leaving the festival. The young girl turned to the twins and waved goodbye to them. The twins waved  to the young girl in reply. “Think we should get going too?” Richard asked.

“Yeah.” MJ replied, before letting out a yawn. After all the fun they had, helping out the young girl, plus it being well-past their bedtime, it was time for the family to leave the festival and head home. Angela and Richard picked up their boys and started walking home.

Meanwhile, the young girl relaxed in the back seat of the limo. “That boy was so nice to me!” She sighed. “I hope to meet him again.”

Carson softly chuckled. “Seems like you have a little crush, Vanessa.” He commented.

Vanessa looked at her mask and smiled thinking of the twins, mainly Luka. Though she didn’t see their faces, and they didn’t see hers, it wouldn't be impossible to see each other again. “I do.” She sighed. Vanessa looked out the window thinking about the boys she met, and hoped to one day see them again.

[the-cosmic-blogger]

I finally finished another story for my Post-AHiT AU! hope you like!

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Apologies and Fulfilled Wishes

Mustache Girl, ever since her defeat, had been counting the days in Mafia Town. She crossed out tics in the cave she had called home, and kept the time piece she'd woken up to safe and hidden. The hooded blonde sighed and leaned against a wall, crossing her arms, and then slid down it, her hazel eyes glancing downward.

A shadow soon loomed over her, and it looked fluffy and familiar. "Oh, there you are, kiddo. I've been looking all over for you!"

"Really?" Mu frowned, recognizing the voice, and slowly looked up at him. "Come to gloat or perhaps finish the…" and that's when she noticed that Snatcher looked so much different from before, and the rest of her words died on her lips. Her eyes were wide.

There floated Snatcher, green tips marking his fluff, claws and tail. What's more? he had defined eyebrows! and he looked less relieved now and.. sadder.

"Snatcher?" she squinted, before the demon ghost quickly rushed to hug her, seeming to sob. Mu had let out a yelp, before she just.. stood there, brain not working. What the…

"I'm sorry, kiddo.." the dark apparition muttered.

And that's when her brain started working again, and she pushed him away slightly. "What? I literally made life hell for all of you. And you're the one who's sorry?"

The demon sighed, tears still falling from his almond-shaped golden eyes, and those white and large oval pupils stared into the red-clad girl. "You were just a kid… and.." he glanced around, biting his lip rather hard and rubbing at his arm. Her situation only just now hit him like a freight train.

"Homeless? resentful because of what those goons did?" she supplied with her hands on her hips, narrowing her eyes.

He slowly nodded. He also added, "You had grown up.. without anyone to guide you properly."

Mu's eyes widened and tears started to well up unbidden. Her stance got much less hostile. "How did you..?"

"A little birdy told me," Snatcher replied. He bent down to gently wipe the tears. The blonde raised an eyebrow, before she raised an arm and pushed his comforting claw away, unused to the feeling.

The demon understood. The mustached girl furrowed her brow. Hat Kid.. she was the little birdy. She eventually shook her head. "Who said I needed your help? I'm not some damsel in distress."

"I know, kiddo," he sniffled, and let out a shuddering sigh. "But you.."

"Not from you," Mu scowled, and he flinched back. She got up and started to pace, not once removing her stare.  "I recall quite clearly everyone saying that you all 'don't need a hero; get lost'. Well, guess what?" she stopped pacing, hands on her hips. "I lost. You won," she pointed at him, "and you don't need to associate with me."

"...I'm really sorry, kiddo.." Snatcher bowed his head.

Mustache Girl gazed at him, frowning. She eventually broke the silence with,  "You're a bad guy. Why aren't you acting like one anymore?"

"People change, kid," the demon ghost didn't hesitate. "It's been years since the fight."

She looked at her tics on the wall, grabbing one arm, and her eyes widened. He was right. Six years had passed. And everyone looked the same as usual. Including herself. Snatcher was the only one who visibly changed too.

"Well. I suppose I've also changed," she glanced towards where she kept the time piece. They didn't solve her issues at all. They seemed to have made them worse. Mu fidgeted. "All I've wanted now was for things to go back to how they were. Where there weren't any bad guys. Where mum and pa were still here. Where my friends were still here." She sighed. "But it's been so long that they're probably gone. Even if I use the time piece, it'll just be one shot and I can't handle that."

Snatcher just listened, his brow furrowed upward. Mu bit her lip and suddenly whipped her head up, both eyebrows raised. "Why am I telling you all this?"

"Dunno.. but you have a time piece?" he inquired.

The girl nodded. "It must have fallen from Hat Kid's ship. Somehow. But I've come to accept the fact that I can't change a thing. The one time I did I messed up." She shrugged nonchalantly.

Vin bit his lip. It was sad how accepting she was towards this issue. So much so that she stopped trying. And it was all his fault. She was just a kid. He reached for her chin to provide comfort, but pulled back when she gave him an incriminating stare. Right. "What if I helped?"

Mu's eyes practically bulged, but she quickly regained composure, looking up at him. "You'd really help a hero?"

The demon ghost didn't hesitate in nodding and the girl kept staring. He felt her shields lower when she finally nodded back. "Thanks, Snatcher.."

He replied with a soft smile, "Please, call me Vin."

The mustached girl raised an eyebrow. "Is that your real name or something?"

Vin took a sharp breath. He shook his head. "It.. just sounds right, kiddo.."

Mu blinked. Did that strike some sort of nerve? she felt a little bad, but this demon was also formerly a bad guy. So she didn't feel that bad. "So..?"

"You stay here," the demon gently instructed. "I'll find Mafia Boss."

The girl was about to protest, but the last time she did something herself she messed up and lost. So she crossed her arms. "Fine."

"Things will be okay, kid. I promise," he reassured her again before he flew out and off into town.

The blonde watched the demon ghost disappear pensively. Before she smirked a bit. Since when did she follow directions?

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Many interrogations and much Mafia fear later and Vin found himself in the lair. There was so much gold and jewelry here. He figured they were stolen goods from the people who used to live here. He floated down the halls, unknowingly being followed by a certain someone.

A powerful Russian voice bellowed through the halls, and Vin now knew exactly which way to go. A jar of fluids and eyes and a mustache sat on the throne, thick eyebrows furrowed constantly. "Foolish girls. Foolish time pieces. If time was set back to how things were, how did I not get my body back too?!"

"Mafia does not know, boss!" a goon fanning him replied.

"Sorry, boss!" another goon standing guard responded, bowing his head.

"Eh!" the jar hopped with anger. "It's that little girl's fault! I'd do anything to get my body back!"

"Anything?" a new voice resounded through the halls, and it froze every goon in earshot. They knew that voice.

"Oh?!" Mafia Boss raised an eyebrow, floating blue eyes glaring around. "Who goes there?!"

And that's when Vin started to materialize from the shadows on the floor, and that's when the goons nearby ran for their lives. The jar looked up and up and up as the dripping shadow formed into a purple demon with freckles. "Wh..who are you?"

"Your worst nightmare…" the demon scowled at Mafia Boss, those glowing golden eyes staring down at him.

"Are you the one who's been eating the souls of the Mafia?!" the jar's eyes widened, and so did a certain kid's. "Don't eat mine, please!"

That question and plea were like arrows to the heart and Vin flinched, losing his terrifying aura. "I.. didn't want to.."

Mustache Girl gazed at them from the shadows, silently gulping down fear. She didn't exactly fear Vin before, but that was when she was all-powerful. Now, though…

"Preposterous!" Mafia Boss yelled, backing farther into his throne. "You enjoyed every minute of it, you monster!"

The demon bit his lip, and his thick eyebrows furrowed. Oh, that really hurt. But he simply threw it right back. "And you're not a monster?"

The question made Mafia Boss jump slightly, those eyebrows rising in the liquid. Vin got a little closer. "You and your goons drove the true natives of this island off, and you don't consider yourself a monster?"

The jar blinked, before he scoffed. "No other island is as perfect as this for Mafia! the residents were weak!"

"And that gives you the right…?" Vin was up in his face now, snarling, and Mafia Boss immediately lost heart, thinking this would be the end. But he kept strong, and didn't bother to reply. The demon backed up a bit, crossing his fluffy arms. "Well, how about we work out a deal? I heard you want your body back. I could make it happen."

The jar tilted to the side, eyebrows rising higher. "What will you get out of it?"

"Nothing much, just for you to give the former residents their livelihoods back," the demon replied.

Somewhere in the room, Mu smiled.

Mafia Boss found himself shaking and sweating. That was impossible now. "Oh ho.. but that's a no can do! it's been hundreds of years and I'm afraid the residents who lived here are long gone probably! Mafia doesn't know where they went!"

Vin bit his lip, and scowled harder. "Then I guess you won't get your body back…"

He turned to leave, but was stopped by a frantic jar. "Wait! I'll try to find them! every single one of them! we'll search every nook and cranny just please let me get my body back!"

Vin glanced over, and smiled. It wasn't warm in any way though. "Glad you reconsidered. And you better find them."

A scroll popped up in front of the jar, detailing the exact terms and conditions. A contract. Mafia Boss didn't hesitate signing it with a purple quill that appeared by his side.

"There. I'll send boats and airships right now!" Mafia Boss nodded rapidly.

"Good," Vin bestowed magic on the jar, and a cloud overcame the jar. Next thing they knew, it disappeared, revealing a mustached human being, clothed and all. He saluted and shakily reached for a microphone, and then slowly stood up and headed for the curtains.

Vin sighed, drooping slightly. If only he could give Subcon Forest and himself a second chance at true life that way. The demon started floating away, head bowed. Time to go tell Mu what happened.

But the girl herself jumped out of her hiding spot, startling the fur off Vin. "Woah! kiddo.. didn't I tell you to stay-"

"There, I know, but how could I miss this?" she grinned, eyes sparkling. "You really showed that bad guy what for! now I can have my family and friends back!"

"Easy there, kiddo.." Vin found he couldn't be mad at Mu, and smiled sadly. He wanted to break the news to her, that her family and friends may not be found or even exist anymore. But that'd break her heart. So he'd just let her be happy for once. It was a good look on her.

And then he found himself in a hug. Mu hummed. "Mmmm, thank you so much, Vin!" The part about him eating souls didn't exactly matter to her anymore. All that mattered was that she'd finally be at peace.

The demon blinked, and smiled even wider, hugging back. "You're welcome, kiddo…"

And so they strolled out of the palace, and lo and behold airships and boats were lined up and ready to depart. Sure, Mu would be almost alone on this island for a while, but she was more than happy to have a break from the Mafia. After all, she had a prospect to look forward to, and Vin promised to come visit her again.

Now.. to find a proper home...

The End

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And there we go! I'll edit the master post soon and include the link in there! hope you enjoyed!

[rubys-forest]

tosses out the first batch of swap au redesigns

Here's Mu and Hood Kid!! Yippie!

No bg ver. below

[bittybattybunny]

19. any new fics to start next year?

A couple in the works actually!!!

I have plans for some as well!!!

So I know I have to get Law Bound Updated, Darkrai’s wish, Howling Castles, and Fae Rules

But I also have a few behind the scenes ones that I don’t post much about~! I really want to get my Red Riding Hood AU done and posted, as well as getting Fuller going (I know not AHIT fandom fic GASP) but I alsoo---

have a beetlejuise au with Kaya as Lydia

A few ‘little mermaid’ aus that involve some twists (like the sea witch, the prince, role swaps etc) that will be coming

I actually have a few Xmas fics I was working on that won’t be done for actual Christmas but I do wanna post them when done

I’ve started work on a ‘Black Cauldron’ Au

There’s also two aus that aren’t ruclispe focused I wanna work on; my Broken Past au (in which mooper got a time piece and was sent back to the week before Vanessa killed prince-- but he’s prince and he wants revenge), and my ‘No Control’ Au in which Timmy is now the CEO of Time and sees no way out of a catastrophe so he’s going to end the world himself.

Also my ‘Familiar’ Au and my ‘Skates on Pointe’ Aus I’d like to get out next year

Plus a few original works! Like “Why They Hate Me” in which a theater kid deals with two gods trying to get her as their priestess (ends in poly ;3c) More Bone Stealer (and hopefully Bone Eater as well as it’s sister piece Blood Pools and Stitched Open)

Basically there’s hopefully a lot coming next year; most I’ve started already it’s just a matter of updating, art etc!!

[ravensroleplays]

Couple of headcanons for my AHIT AU

-The packages Snatcher has his contractors deliver to the Subconites are, in fact, things he previously took from former contractors, and decided to give to his adopted kids as presents.

-Not sure if I've said this before, but Hat Kid sometimes takes a few of her Subconite siblings with her on her adventures. Partly so they get a chance to go off-world and have a journey with her once in a while. And partly because Snatcher insists she have some backup to help protect her at least half of the time, in case things get too hairy especially after the misdeeds of a certain hooded, mustachioed little hellion.

-Related to the above, Hatty actually used to take some of the Subconites with her all the time when she first started adventuring, but after a while she felt safe enough to start going off on her own (especially since she usually isn't gone for a whole day).

[writing-frenzy]

Alternate Perceptions- AHiT Idea

So, after accidently smashing head first into A Hat in Time Fandom and all their good shit, I got ideas some that refuse to be written, and one of them I thought I note out. (heavily inspired by doodledrawsthings, seriously, there stuff is so good.)

So, welcome to Alternate Perceptions! We can have multiple POVs here, so lets have fun with this.

First up, we have Prince Luke, who is taking a break from Law School for the summer to spend time with his fiance, Vanessa. Everything is just fine swell, normal carefree days, when the Prince and Princess starts to hear about rumors about a look-a-like. Sure, he’s heard some things while at the University, one person even said he looked so weird with a smile on his face ?? but Luke didn’t really question or think long on it... at least until someone, a noble in fact, asks if the Prince has a brother?

-

Luke blinked in surprise at the question, Vanessa even paused as she considered the man.

“I do not believe so...” Luke answered slowly, even as carefully took in the now sweating noble. Vanessa, do you really need to stare so hard?

“Ah, I see; sorry, just met an older chap and some girls, his daughter and her friend I believe, and he looked incredibly like your father.” the man excused, even as Luke tried his best not to twitch.

His father, the former and now retired King of another kingdom close to Subcon, while now known for his loyalty and incredible love for his wife... was formerly a rather... free young man in his youth.

‘Hopefully not another claiming they are the rightful heir to the thrown, there is a reason Uncle is in charge.’ Luke smiled, even as he felt Vanessa hold his hand in hers. It was a well known trouble that occasionally popped up here and there, people claiming to have raised a Royal’s bastard or claiming to be such even after the tests failed.

(At least his father had been careful, if not smart in his youth.)

“I’ll probably have to send a letter to Uncle later about this, I’m sure he’ll appreciate the warning of someone coming.”

-

The thing is, no one ever pops up. Oh, apparently this potential headache did go to his Uncle’s Kingdom, but never went to the castle at all. In fact, from what he heard, the man and two girls ended up saving a square full of people from some sort of explosion in a plaza, accepting thanks and food from the happy citizens, but actually refusing to go a step closer to the castle.

(There is much to say from the citizens, those who managed to take a peek of the man who managed to keep a heavy cloak on even in all the chaos, only for it to get knocked off in accident by a rescued child.

With those features, glowing golden eyes and a heavy scowl, one would almost think they were looking at the Former King in his youth.)

That was... suspicious. If the Prince wasn’t assured that the perpetrator of the explosion was caught, he might have thought the man was involved somehow. but as it goes, more and more stories come out, about this unusual trio going around, helping out here and there, even unearthing corrupted nobles and becoming one of the most talked about subjects since the Subcon Duchess’s scandals.  

And yet, it seems besides occasionally seen entering in Subcon Forest, this trio hasn’t actually stepped foot in Subcon itself.

Not until one unusual event.

-

Prince Luke gasped, for a good minute thankful for the harsh taskmaster his sword instructor was, insisting that the rest of the body needed to be just as trained as his hands and feet. Otherwise, carrying his beloved to safety might have been just that bit harder, what with all the finery her station required her to wear, though it was still a relief when he could finally set her down. But watching how the manor warped and twisted around them, the floor seeming to turn into actual lava, even ice in some places, the young royal couldn’t help but feel his stomach drop, even as him and the remaining nobles in the room clung to their last piece of safety in the ballroom that, that monster just transformed.

For a good minute, Luke just felt himself breathe, trying to calm down and think of a solution, only to be shocked when two children, just little girls at that, ran past him. He made to reach out to them, to maybe stop them, just about to call out to them, when he heard-

“My Prince, what are you thinking? We just barely escaped with our lives!” Vanessa exclaimed, holding on tight to the arm at his side.

“But those girls-”

“The kiddos will be fine; might want to worry about yourself more foool.” was cut in, the voice harsh and grim, but ever so familar in a way?. Turning as one, the nobles and Royals took in a heavily cloaked figure, golden lights the only thing one could see in the darkness of their hood.

“Snatcher! Do you think you can reach that lever over there? We’ll need that if we want to beat this guy and seal the rift!” one of the girls called out, the bow wearing one in fact.

“On it.” and with that, the other was moving, up and away from them (almost like they were running away it seemed).

-

With the trio coming in, they stop the being, and even return the place back to normal, much to everyone’s gratefulness.

But in all the confusion and chaos, the one called Snatcher and once Dad by the hat wearing girl, gets his cloak blown off, revealing their face to all.

Its.. it’s like looking in a twisted mirror in a way, because he sees in him the features of his father easily, it’s the same Luke had inherited, but where Luke has his mother’s smile and soft brown eyes to soften his features, you can see none of that in this Snatcher’s harden, tired face and glowing amber golden eyes.

The Eyes only Royal’s in Luke’s family can inherit. Eyes that show the Magic in their line, making them able to inherit the throne...

Things just got that much more complicated.

(Meanwhile, a Queen to be looks at this impostor, seeing this similar being to her perfect prince and inwardly seethes... and yet... Shows her sides she has never seen of her dear sweet Prince... It is a conflict of emotions she feels; does she want this man gone and buried, for twisting her beloved Prince’s image... or would he be a nice addition to the dungeons, for her to appreciate when her longing grows?) 

-

Meanwhile, the Other POV we can have!

So, normal day for Snatcher and the kids, just chilling in the pillow pile, getting ready for another exploration on the planet... when some idiot a world over plays around with time pieces, accidentally piercing through to them, the only other time that so many time pieces were gathered in their world and planet. This unfortunately drags the three over there, meeting the idiot and their plan to get revenge on the kingdoms around them any means necessary. 

So, their is some good news, bad news, and just oh good moon why.

Good news! It will not ruin their time line, their past has long since set, and they have no worries about messing with things here too much.

Bad news! If they happen to get too involve here in this world (i.e. forming magical bonds, eating magical food, using to much or many magical items that were created in this world) they risk never being able to go back home!

Oh good Moon Why News: it is a near perfect replica of Subcon Past, with Crazy Vanessa and a whipped Prince Luke running around, still ‘happy’ as it were. And they have to fix all these rifts in this world, along with stopping the head idiot in order to fix everything and go back to their own, meaning they will have to explore everywhere around them, Subcon and it’s terrible memories included.

Alternatly, this could also be called~

Snatcher’s no good, terrible, horrible, truly abhorring, detestable time in an Alternate Universe of Subcon and the Kingdoms around it.

The Snatch is not a happy camper, especially since he is now stuck in a meat suit. Luckily, he can use minor, low, low powered version of his powers. (now, I don’t know if he got transformed before or during all this, because both would be juicy, so I won’t say.) otherwise, Snatcher would be very tempted to listen to that dark little voice inside that says screw everything and one. 

He is not smiling, there are no smiles to be found, and everyone who meets him doesn’t mistake him for the prince. (because I find the thought funny on just how different a person can look with a whole different outlook and expression on their face.) Ironically, he gets the cloak because he doesn’t want to be mistaken for the prince or be accused of being a body snatcher or something, only for it not to even be needed for that in the end, though he doesn’t know this for a good, long while. (To not be mistaken as a illegitimate child or possible lost royal heir on the other hand... yeah.)

(The girls are doing their best to help how they can, providing distractions and just being themselves, getting a now rare smile out of the glowing eyed man before them.

It... it really helps)

Also, at one point, I want both Bow and Hat to just go yeet with Snatcher or vice versa, something all three trouble makers agreed to do if needed. Also, Snatcher Carrying one girl over his shoulder while the other under his arm as they run from something is a need as well.

(And maybe, in a moment of panic, of triggers and shaking, where Snatcher finds he can’t move, the two girls get protective, using a cheat or natural strength, they end up carrying their purple dad somewhere he can stress and panic in piece.)

Just, we can see the perceptions of everyone around us, with all these outside points of view, and we can really explore all the fun and tears to be had... welp, it’s at least fun to think about.

(also, interaction between Prince and Snatcher, with Snatcher having no worries of affecting the timeline... are fun to think on as well...)

[maxtheg-askthevoltroverse]

Hood Kid... Who seems like he has a few secrets beneath said hood... hmmm...

Oh, Pup Kid ( @zdoodlepoodle ) calls him Hoodlum And Hood Kid refers to Snatcher as his Father appearantly