#also that AU idea is making my mind get the zoomies

[iceclew]

Yeah, there's some smut IhaReno monsterkink ready for a read.

I mean just saying, you know.. heard it's quite fine.

[spacer-case]

...and when the last blood-beast comes to rest unto the Earth, what next will arrive to inherit it?

i drew this sci fi piece for my portfolio, but it also turned loosely into a marcoace au because my brain got zoomies

short version: guy on a joyride (coughs ace) accidentally travels to another world filled with mythological-ish creatures, but they're actually all robots mimicking life with no real sentience of their own - except one lone, lonely consciousness (coughs marco) whose mind was digitally preserved before the rest of organic life got wiped out, and has been waiting a long time for a friend

long nerdy version under the cut:

ace's world is a fun and scrappy sci fi future world, with stuff like his hovercraft that syncs to his body's movements too

he was out riding with deuce and got too caught up in the thrill of flying that he went way out of safe bounds (not pictured: deuce panicking) and got swallowed by a giant sky beast

somehow (i haven't thought that hard about it) he appears in marco's world after this - when i first had this idea i was just thinking of a literal reference to the philosophical concept of animals as other worlds/animal alterity, a la Barbara Noske), plus i like the idea of gateways being where you least expect them

anyway yeah he gets isekai'd

enter: marco's world!! this is a land where organic life once thrived, including sentient beings (i haven't decided if they were also humans), but all organic life has long since died out and given way to a new, constructed "ecology"

it's full of seemingly mythological-ish creatures (phoenix, dragon, etc. but all are also warped from what we would imagine)!! but SIKE they are actually robots; cybernetic constructs!!! each one goes through the motions of life for many years until they steadily break down. their parts get recycled and they are remade to spawn from egg-like structures (like the one in the bottom left corner of the drawing)

and who is remaking them? MARCO! aka the last, lone remaining consciousness from the sentient race that died out. his mind was preserved digitally, but by the time he awoke he only remembers snapshots of his original life. he continuously cares for and builds all the robots, and uploads himself into different bodies whenever he wants, but no matter what he tries he can't recreate anything truly alive with its own free will

so he's lonely and sad

basically the whole thing was an exploration of the concept of a man-made mythos! and the boundaries of what defines life, will, sentience, etc. etc.

but when he meets ace - a real, living breathing organic human - it will change his life! because............because...i haven't thought that far

many questions remain...is ace's world a past version of marco's? will he find a way to restore organic life to marco's world? should he even do that? will he find a way back home? will they kiss? ? will marco get a human body?? will i ever make something bigger from this or even turn it back into ocs instead of op characters??? will they wear wigs???? when will they wear wigs????????? who knows!

but for now it is what it is hehe

i doubt anyone read all that, but if you did, thank you for your time....here i reward you with a secret:

below is an early sketch of this illustration, and underneath that, the composition originally came from A FAILED DRAWING OF MARCO!!!

the brainrot goes deep :')

[midnightfrappe]

can you tell us more about the DCA cat au?

jkdljadkawiel of course!!

Honestly i wanted to make the AU bc i felt there was a lack of content of the daycare attendant as some sort of animal like the glamrocks (aside from the memes of them resembling cats).

In my AU (as far as i can assemble my ideas) Fazbear Entertainment decides that if Sun and Moon were going to have a ''promotion'' and interact more with kids and clients as the new daycare attendant they needed some kind of makeover, especially one that could make them fit in the brand of animal animatronics, not other reason whatsoever! merchandise and marketable plushies.

They choose a cat because, i mean, who doesn't love cats? They are cute and definitly popular on the internet, that could make some really good and free publicity, especially when visitors catch the daycare attendant doing silly things cats do (head bumpings, kneading on nap time, getting the zoomies, be a bread, etc) and posting it to the internet. Something that definitly gets on Roxy's nerves as she doesn't like how they sometimes get more attention than her, but their relationships with the other animatronics is something i'm still figuring out! :3

I'm also thinking of putting a y/n from time to time, but like i said, this AU doesn't have a story yet and it's just a concept for me to self indulge silly things with two little scrunklys meow meows, so anything could happen.

A little doodle of the thing i said about them being silly and people losing their minds at that

[develation]

Two-Face!AU

"Believe me, darling..." "The stars were made for falling." "Like melting obelisk as tall as another realm."

Part Three comes in with Quasar!Ink!

My baby boy is finally here! Gotta say, this is the first time I'm writing an Ink that is an actual sweetheart and loveable bean. I need to do it more, because he was fun to come up with.

Ink's parasite is a lot more, a part of him, if that makes sense? The black liquid, or his ink, is his parasite. It's more just a section of his mind than anything else. Ink got his parasite when he broke his soul and fell through his au. In the middle of falling through that void, the parasite latched on to him and pulled his soul back together in the process. Leaving Ink just to fall into a random au, confused out of his mind, and his body not quite the same anymore.

Ink and his parasite feed on the by-product of existence. This builds off the principle that everything gives off a sort of aura. if it takes up space - and therefore exists - then it has an aura. Ink is the only one who can see it when he feeds (top right pic), and the parasite part of him expands the liquid in floating masses to absorb that aura. Nothing (living or non-living) is affected by it, so Ink has a relatively clear concesence :D

For his body, his legs and tail are made out of liquid so Ink can't really walk with them, they can't support his weight. So he floats! And when he gets really happy he twirls around like when dogs get the zoomies xD.

Personality-wise, he is super skittish and shy. Mainly because he has no idea what anything and everything is, or how to interact with people, for that matter. Nightmare literally had to chase Ink down and hold him to the ground to get him to stop running from him xD.

Another reason Ink is so skittish is because he is absolutely terrified of Error. Whose parasite is a world eater- so I'm sure you can see how that meeting went. He's convinced that Error will eat him if he sees him, so anytime Ink sees the other skeleton he books it. On the other hand, Error is also terrified of Ink because he thinks that Ink will kill him for being a threat to his food source... So there both being idiots basically. Classic Ink and Error, what can I say.

Crops below the cut!

[ckret2]

Mutant Dorat 3

This is part 3 of a commission fic for @sableghoste! Long overdue but by god am I gonna catch up on all my old commissions. Here's Part 1 and Part 2 but if you don't want to read them here's the tl;dr:

AU where Ghidorah is three baby dorats (bat/cat/snake pets), and Rodan is an EXTREMELY MUTATED baby dorat which is why he looks like Rodan, and they're all being taken care of by an alien Xilien dorat breeder named ME-319. Ghidorah's heads' dorat names are Noodle (Ichi/middle), Sunshine (Ni/right), and Pineapple (San/Kevin/left). And Noodle has a big dumb crush on Rodan.

Per usual, unproofed because I wanted to get this posted; it'll be proofed when it goes up on AO3.

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Noodle wanted to learn to fight.

And Sunshine couldn't believe it.

Noodle's eagerness to learn radiated from his mind in every direction, as difficult to ignore as his unfortunate flakes of shed skin. He was so determined to learn to fight that in the trail he'd left crossing the room, half a dozen other kids had caught the same urge like a telepathic contagion and had set upon each other in a frenzy of play wrestling.

Noodle hadn't joined in with any of them, though. He'd run straight to Sunshine—the most violent little hellion in the aerie—for lessons.

Quite frankly, Sunshine thought Noodle—the most lazy little slug in the aerie—wouldn't make for much of a student.

What did Noodle want to learn for? His idea of “playing” was napping near other kids who were playing so he could empathically absorb their fun without having to get up. If he wanted to learn to wrestle, he should be rolling around with the other kids who didn't know what they were doing, not challenging the toughest kid around to a sparring match.

Granted, Noodle agreed that would probably be easier on him. And yes, he was lazy, he admitted it—although he didn't think of himself as "lazy" so much as "way smarter than the other kids"—but that wasn't relevant! Right now, he didn't want lazy and easy! He wanted to fight, and he wanted to get really good, really fast! And so he needed to fight the best.

All right, fine, Sunshine understood that logic—but why did he want to get good?

Noodle's response (such as dorats could respond, communicating with body language and telepathically transmitted moods) came in the form of a wave of self-consciousness and a sideways glance across the room. Sunshine followed his glance.

Noodle's target was easy to see because nobody else would get near him. The new arrival, the freaky-looking one with the sharp beak-like snout and the scales crusted over with a tumorous layer of rock, was balanced on his back feet like a much younger child that hadn't learned to walk on his wings, hopping around instead of walking, and cawing battle challenges to anyone he crossed paths with.

Oh. So, Sunshine concluded, Noodle wanted to flirt. (Sunshine also concluded that Noodle had really, really weird taste—but Sunshine kept his judgment locked up in his own head.) Well, Sunshine wished Noodle luck—not that he thought Noodle would need much of it, because who else was gonna flirt with the weird rocky kid?—but Sunshine wasn't going to teach Noodle to fight. Because he didn't want to. It sounded boring. Sunshine was ten gallons of whoopass in a five ounce can and he wasn't going to dole out his whoopass a teaspoon at a time to avoid hurting a big lazy baby with dandruff.

Noodle's mind blipped loudly with alarm and determination. He was sure he could keep up and be a good fighter if Sunshine would let him—

Sunshine slammed his mind shut, cutting off empathic communications between them. He could see Noodle’s shock in how his head jerked back, and then the resignation as his head drooped and he wrapped his long tail with its undeveloped spines around him; but Sunshine didn't have to feel those emotions with Noodle.

He trotted off, head held high, and only tripped over his own outsized wings once.

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Sunshine was resting in one of many round nests suspended far above the ground when he spotted Pineapple, far below, with a bad case of the zoomies. He leaned over the edge of the nest to watch eagerly. Oh, Pineapple—Sunshine loved watching Pineapple play. And listening to his mind. Pineapple noticed little things no one else did and felt just a little out of step with everyone else's minds; his emotions always stood out in a crowd, and under his influence the world seemed just a little sharper and brighter to Sunshine.

And on top of all that, he was cute. With his deep, rich gold scales, and those pretty green undertones... and those long handsome spikes that had already grown in on his tail... Of all the spinetail dorats their age Pineapple's spines had come in the fastest and of all the flight dorats their age Sunshine's wings had grown out the fastest, Sunshine thought they'd look so good together—

What was Pineapple doing?

He'd crept across the invisible circle forming a barrier around the freaky new arrival, head low and tail raised warily; but when nothing happened to him when he crossed that invisible line, gradually his tail went down and his head went up. He trotted up to the new arrival, sniffed him all over—and then licked him.

Sunshine was mortified on Pineapple's behalf. You don't just lick people! Even weird people!

But the weirdo didn't seem to mind. He tilted his head curiously, one way then another, examining Pineapple as Pineapple examined him; then the weirdo head butted Pineapple. Pineapple butted him back. The weirdo cawed back, fluttered up, and kicked Pineapple over; Pineapple rolled back onto his feet and snapped at the weirdo's foot; and then they were rolling around on the floor, snarling and hissing and cawing and having a grand old time.

Sunshine watched in terror.

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Noodle was curled up with his wings and feet tucked under him and his tail draped over his neck, feeling sorry for himself, when a wing the size of a tent flapped down over his whole body. He yelped, bolted up, and looked at his assailant in bewilderment.

Sunshine was back, mind open to empathic communication again, giving off a wave of urgent determination. Okay. He changed his mind. He'd teach Noodle to fight.

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