#au verse

[lazy-skullz]

whoaaaa nightmare paint ?!?!!!

(and other aus variants paint can be in !!)

just randomly thought “hmmm what if paint was nightmare” and then that happened (￣▽￣)

personally fresh paint is my favorite (≧ω≦)

Paintscroll!Sans belongs to me !

Nightmare belongs to jokublog

Underfell belongs to victheunderfella

Fresh belongs to crayonqueen

(i actually kinda wanna start an “ask paintscroll sans” thing for the celebration instead but im not really sure… pls help (T_T)

[redarrowcw]

If you use my edit, credit me

I’m always down for spicy scenes with a dominant but gentle Daemon

Msg me if interested. I prefer 21+

Multi-pata, 3rd person POV.

[snowbellsquiver]

AU:

Snow and Charming escape the curse through the wardrobe to a land without magic just before Snow gives birth to baby Emma on the side of the highway. She awakens a day later in this strange new land to Emma’s cries. Disoriented, Charming reassures her that they are safe and she marvels over Emma; relieved for the first time since her wedding. They got away. Good will always win.

[sonofsaviors]

Logan Smith - HOTD Verse

Name: Logan Smith

Age: 15. (At most Aemond's age, at least Lucerys' age)

Hair Color: Black.

Eye Color: Pale Grey.

Occupation: Apprentice Smith/Stablehand (when he's not daydreaming of being an adventurer)

Father: Negan Smith: Smith and armorer. Procurer of rare items with minimal fuss. Former mercenary.

Mother: Lucille Smith: Healer and herbalist. Quite skilled in medicine using plants and more scientific methods.

Personality: Hardworking, but a bit of a dreamer, Logan spends his time helping his parents with their work on Dragonstone, but is often quite adventurous and knows all the nooks and crannies of Dragonstone like the back of his hand. He enjoys watching the dragons (and sketching them in his journal) and has a fascination with the Grey Ghost in particular, often using the time he is allotted by Lucille to gather herbs, plants, and other items for her apothecary and medicines sketching the Grey Ghost on the pages of his journal.

Potential: Logan bonds with the Grey Ghost (renaming him Gaelithox) and fighting on the side of the Blacks for Queen Rhaenyra.

[zimtphilosoph]

[oathofkaslana]

genshin quests i would change:

collei windblume event

secret summer paradise event

cyno's story quest 1

cyno's story quest 2

simulanka event

more of an addition but istg if they dont give me a chance to write saraverse im going to kms on hq property i dont even neeeed shensara or clorisara just base saraverse is enough

[all-that-is-gold-is-now-gone]

Family Bonds {𝒥𝒶𝒸𝒶𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓈}

Modern Verse

@wcrriorhearts

Jacaerys glanced at his phone as he felt it vibrate on the table he was sitting at in the library. He picked up the phone and glanced around briefly before he stood up and made it to the nearest exit leaving his books on the table.

"Aemma?" He asked as he answered the phone as soon as he stepped outside the building.

[notafunkiller]

Synopsis: Two friends, Frank and Charlie, have been fooling around with no label until they both start to get jealous and realize they have feelings for each other.

[bezho-art]

weeeeelll--- Aria from my AU

[redarrowcw]

My AU TAKE ON AEMOND

Aemond had only been half blind for about a month now, the maesters had been very strict in keeping a close eye on him and the wound he suffered at the hand of his former instructor Criston Cole. It had been an accident on Coles' part. Aemond a prince of the realm had managed to out manuver his mentor with a well timed feigning step. He had countered his teacher and was about to win the sparring match. Cole was a prideful man, arrogant, and not truly suited to serve the up and coming royal family.

Aemond's older sister Rhaenyra had chosen him specifically for his combat experience and this meant, Cole could be too impulsive and not be able to throttle back his instinct. True combat had hardened him and made him a ticking time bomb, he could be rutheless.

The blade had ruptured Aemond's eye like a grape, bursting and spurting blood as he staggered back and let out an anguished howl of pain. His voice went guttural and almost animalistic as the official guard rushed to the young man's aide. He writed and struggled his lithe but toned body thrashing in their arms as he was rushed away.

Aemond remembered the event now, he stood in the very spot it had occurred and his nostrils flared. Each breath was long and slow, the forced exhale audibly loud. Slowly lifting his gaze he fixed Coal with a furiously narrowed brow and blazing a hue in his one remaining Eye. The eyepatch was slowly slid off and Aemond watched his mentor's expression change to a mixture of shock and disgust. No one moved as Aemond spoke. "You did this to me..." His voice was icy, a threatening hiss. The platinum blonde held Ser Criston's full attention, eyes blazing dangerously as he glared at his former teacher, who quickly broke eye contact. He was under order strict orders to not engage the prince.

Aemond trembled for a moment, his rage manifesting in a tremor before he shot forward, Cole readied his blade..surely he could defend himself? The young prince closed with surprising speed, the same unpredictable and lethal grace as the day he was half blinded. Ser Criston had awakened a dragon. "My prince, stop!" Cole said, grunting as the impact of the blow caused him to stagger back slightly. "I will not fight you." Aemond simply tilted his head ever so slightly to the side. "Is that all you have to say to me...for me to yield and that you do not wish to face me?" He asked with a scoff. "You speak like a coward."

The young Targaryen leg swept his opponent, his mentor was too focused on his flaming eyes. Cole fell on his back and Aemon surprisingly took a step or two back. "On you feet, knight.." The words cut deep as intended, he had intentionally ignored the older mans' title. Criston rose and huffed in frustration and indignation. "I am a white cloak I am sworn to-" Aemond interrupted him, "Protect the royal family, yes I know..tell me.. who were you protecting when your blade took my eye?" He asked, his voice so sure and confident a taunt, provoking and meant to belittle. "Did you see me as such a threat, I wonder do you see me as a monster now, of your own making?" Aemond asked with a little tilt of his head.

Criston didn't know Aemond was capable of such words, his guard faltered for a moment and Aemond, now more observant than ever. Dealt a blow, sparks flew from the ferocity of it as steel clashed. The white cloak clenched his fist and groaned , his hand deeply cut. "It is but a scratch..come now, let's have another lesson." Cole took a large step back. "It is done Aemond..-" "Do as I say Cole." Aemond warned with his tone, he would not take no for an answer. Criston tried to reason with the boy. "Aegon has firmly instructed me not to-" Aemond extended his arm, the tip of his sword resting against Ser Criston's chest. He stepped forward, applying pressure knicking the tunic and skin as a small amount of blood stained the white garment. A few precious drops, dripping into the dirt beloe. "I said pick it up!" He snarled. "Or shall I take your hand as payment? That would make it fair I think, oh but then you wouldn't be able to please yourself." He stepped in closer and whispered dangerously. "Or fuck my mother." He heard Cole inhale a bit too sharply, saw a bead of sweat begin to form on his temple. A tense silence passed between the two combatants.

Rhaenyra shouted from the balcony cutting through the tension. "Stop this at once, Brother! You have made your point!" Aemond smirked and spoke quietly under hushed breath. "Until next time...Ser..what was it again Crispin? That's what my uncle Daemon called you yes?" He asked with a smirk and slowly backed away kicking Criston's blade for good measure. He wiped his blade of the blood and sheathed it, brushing past the crowd of onlookers.

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Yes I play him with short hair.

[snowbellsquiver]

AU: Circa 1992. ( In a modern world where Charming made it through the wardrobe with Emma & Snow) He tells his nine year old daughter all about his quest to find her mother and wake her from the queens sleeping curse.

🏹🗡️

“You had to kiss mommy to wake her up? Eww daddy that’s gross.” Emma crinkled up her nose giggling. David chose to use this reaction to his full advantage. She was his little princess after all.

“Yea. Very gross, Emmy. I only did it to save mommy. You should never kiss boys or girls unless it’s to break a curse. Even then you have to be much older first. Like thirty. Yea. Mommy and I were thirty.”

“Charming!” Snow playfully scolded as she lingered in the door way eyes misty and so full of love at the scene before her.

[sonofsaviors]

((Re-reading the Walking Dead comics and imagining Lucille and Logan in the Atlanta Group (led by Rick). Logan, Carl, and Sophia grow up together. Lucille is a badass, because c'mon. Of course she's a badass.)) ((Lucille and Logan do meet Negan again. Most likely in the Line Up. Because I am a dramatic little bish.))

[rickgrimesdoingrickthings]

[  MARK  ]  *  your muse gives my muse a hickey. For mark lmfaooooo

She was sitting close to him, they were watching a movie. The thing was entertaining and all, but his obsession for her sure was more interesting than the story on the television in front of them. They were close. He was basically leaning against her- leaning against a pillow that was resting against her- .... So close. He would move his eyes to her...then back to the TV. A few times. Her skin so pale and...so perfect. He wanted to touch it, feel it. That woman was so perfect...he kept wondering what her opinions about things were. Fox was so interesting. Alkaev. ... Mark settled and curled a bit more, getting warmer, watching the movie. But damn... Was she...was she napping? Oh damn...she was napping. He approached his face to her arm. Her scent. So good. .... Should he touch her? Feel her skin? The man sighed to himself- what a creep he was. But well. He was. He licked his lips, looked at her face- asleep. .... Maybe she wouldn't even wake up.... Slowly then....he approached her lips to her skin...then he pressed his warm tongue against her skin...and then he bit- It started as a soft bite...but then it got...a bit harder...and a bit harder...it was marking her skin.... The man closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation, the moment... He bit a bit harder, tongue feeling the soft texture of her skin... Richards started to blush- he was biting....her.... He didn't want to let go. Finally he bit just a little bit harder, careful to not hurt her skin-

@vuulpecula

[oathofkaslana]

hi hi hi leeeee :] as a colleiwarrior it is my duty to ask about collei o7 and if you want to do it id like to hear your thoughts about xiao too hehe

HAI PLUTO!!!! ill do collei and then xiao :3

Collei:

First impression:

OHHH I LOVE HER ALREADY SHE'S SO SNARKY AND HER LORE IS SO COMPELLING....... very very excited to see her in game i hope she comes out soon (<- had to wait like what. two/three years????)

Impression now:

gives me brain worms my God. i think i've thought about her too much bc theres so many lil symbols that i associate w her that just aren't intentional in the slightest. she has so so so much lovea nd heart in her and i wishhhh people understood her better. also extremely disappointed in her in-game writing for multiple reasons but like. the ableism and misogyny being a big one. :( colleination could fix her...... i wish she were more mean in the game.

Favorite moment:

her fight w kaeya and the subsequent "confrontation" w amber....... makes me so so sick in the head that was The original collei trio to me. i looove how it plays w all three of their characters even if it isn't shown very well. it's also the basis for a lot of my interpretation of collei since it shows the extent of her beliefs/lack of belief. dear god..... it's so so good.

Idea for a story:

i've talked abt wt spin off au and windblume rewrite a bunch on this blog so let's go with amber and collei liyue trip!! :DD someone comes and tells amber they heard something about her grandfather in qingce while collei's in town and obv collei's like i can't hold you back on this! so they jsut decide to go together bc collei's packed a bag anyways and they're both adept w survival skills surely their different skills will come in handy for liyue. going to qingce leads them to going to yilong port (i'd do qiaoying but i feel like its too close) and amber's like. kinda stumbling w her broken canto-mando and feeling weirdly emotional and she and collei both bond w "coming back" to a generational homeland while feeling like a stranger and its an important moment to both of them bonding as friends and a pivitol point of collei changing her idea of amber as a savior as more of amber as a best friend yk :''). also ga-ming....... i don't know if he'll stay for long bc honestly i do want it to focus on amber and collei but i think it'd be fun for him to at least make an appearance or sm yk!! the narrative there could be so compelling.

Favorite relationship:

........................okay yeah obv it's amber and collei aksjbdkbsdja BUT. her and cyno are a close second :]

Favorite headcanon:

SNAKE MOMENT. i have a moment in my wt spin off au where she tends to a snake in spite of a phobia of them and it's representative of her first step towards healing AND her caring for her younger self even if she's still wrapped in so much hatred of her. also trans (she/her) lesbian.

Xiao:

First impression:

he's so sad :(( i want him please come home.... he has so so much heart and he doesn't even know it because of his own grief and guilt and objectification of himself :(( he's bruce-coded FUCK.

Impression now:

MAKES ME VIOLENT. i love him so so bad i miss him all the time. his story is soooo entangled with grief and acceptance and every little step he takes reflects that. he's such a fun character bc it's kinda a study on what comes after the tragic hero's story yk? except the tragedy is in part because he lives! he feels so so much and has such a big hear tbut denies it any priority bc it's easier not to. :((

Favorite moment:

PERILOUSWS TRAILS CUTSCNEe......... MY GOD. DERA GHODDD. FUCK. it makes me so so sick in the head that entire quest. xiao so readily sacrificing himself for the others because it's his duty to and because its what all his loved ones did. him closing his eyes and accepting it and finding comfort in the fact that he knows what happened to bosacius and that he's following his footsteps. him being saved and being surprised but That being such a key moment to his grieving process. also the poem from the waterborne poetry event :'') (aka the only part of that event that matters). it referencing all of the yakshas :'''''') and talking of him missing them

Idea for a story:

i don't have an actual story w xiao in mind... i would loooove to see another story quest w him and the other adepti though :''') i wanna see him in the past so so bad :C

Favorite relationship:

him and zhongli! :] they're both characters whos stories are about grief but both have different timelines to it and i think that's so so interesting especially when you remember how zhongli showed no emotion during the archon war and how his depart from his duty was his final stage of grief (acceptance) whereas xiao plunged himself into duty and emotional repression as a means to cope with all the grief and guilt and pain that he feels.

Favorite headcanon:

i think the wangshu inn staff gives him li xi sometimes and he's just like "i am literally older than you please stop i have no need for this" but he keeps it anyways. they have a small room saved for him at all times just in case he ever wants it (he never takes it but he appreciates it). <- its small bc he'd die if it was an open space.

[all-that-is-gold-is-now-gone]

Not the Same {𝒥𝒶𝒸𝒶𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓈}

AU Verse

@tessastormrp

Jacaerys was relaxing in a hot bath in his personal chambers. His head was laid back against the back of the tub and his eyes were closed as he enjoyed the feeling of the heat soaking into his skin. He heard the door open to his chambers and he knew who it was.

Aemond.

And he imagined Aemond was upset, it was likely the reason he was there. Jace had been with Bran. They were just talking, and walking in the gardens where people could see them. And of course it had been one of the instances Jace was supposed to be spending time with Aemond but he hadn’t gone. Their mothers had forced them to at least be in each others company for a certain amount of time per day or week or whatever, perhaps it was supposed to make them get along. But Jace didn’t like it. So he didn’t go, and spent time with Bran instead.

“You know,” Jace said not bothering to open his eyes, “when my guards don’t want to admit you to my chambers. It means go away. It doesn’t mean have Cole threaten them until they cave.” He said with a soft bored tone.

[anomaly-beans-draws]

Friendcorp rp shenanigans with a (yet again) corroded Merry.