#blood in the water au

[tagzpite]

looked down upon

[justafriendlystranger]

Blood in the water (au)

"have any of our staff informed the council about the arrival of the... Anomalies?" The brown haired researcher asked.

"No, because I personally ordered them not to." Said the girl that's walking right beside him.

"And why not?" Asked the guy

"Well it's because this is OUR project. I don't want any pesky higher ups taking away what we discovered after so long of finding one." The black haired girl said.

"Actually..." She smiled as she continued. "Not just one but two."

She walked ahead, stopping at a door and letting it scan her hand in the side in which the door response with the dinging sound. The door then slides open and the girl turned around looking at her companion. "And besides-"

"You wouldn't want to miss an opportunity like this, wouldn't you?" BP then stepped aside allowing her companion, Ace to take a step inside and allowing him to take the view in front of him..

There he stands in awe, amazed at the two species in front of him. Two man inside a giant container filled with water, one with a short spiky pink hair and the other one, also has a pink hair but more kept style.. and with a fishtail on their half lower body... just like in the story books...

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So the story goes like this:

Two scientist named BP and Ace had take on a very big project after discovering and capturing a very rare creatures that people have been trying to prove their existence for centuries; mermaids. The two were ecstatic about this new discovery and would love to learn all about their species but of course, it wouldn't be easy for them since the two are very hostile and they keep refusing to talk, well the other one is, the one with the heart mark on his cheek. The other one doesn't seem to be bothered being in containment, he has this mellow almost eerie smile on his face all the time. Still avoids being touched and always hides in places like the rocks, plants and corals inside the tank but not because of timidness or fear.. more like he's lurking and waiting someone for someone to approach. Both of them has this piercing yellow eyes and the same shiny pink scales on their tails and body but two different faces and personality. Will our scientist be able to break open their shell and bond with the two?

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Infos:

Name: Dr. BP Age: ???

Status: Scientist/researcher (Level 5 personnel)

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Name: Dr. Ace Age: ???

Status: Scientist/researcher's assistant (Level 4 personnel)

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Subject: C336

Nickname: Cupid

(given by Ace because of the heart shaped mark on his face and his patterns that resemble a koi fish symbolizing "Love")

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Subject: S669

Nickname: Salem

(given by BP for familiarization)

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"You'd keep your hands to yourself if you don't want to lose them."

"Come closer, don't be shy.... I don't bite... much~"

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I'll write more scenarios of this au!! hope you guys like it!! ^^

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Bp and Salem belongs to @boiling-potato !

Cupid and Ace belongs to @aesopsbaby !

[birbulous]

Alive I swear! Posting once again just because… you know…….. im alive and breathing like a normal human.

I have nothing specific to talk about tonight really, but Briar and Julien are both on the brain. I’m not too sure what to talk about for them…

How about jumping into the future a bit? I swear I’ll get back to the Jay and Briar battle, but let’s skip ahead a little to Briar’s capture. Yes, of course Briar gets captured. You wouldn’t think he’d be able to keep a low radar forever, would you?

Briar’s operations and his whole cult thing pretty much led to him being found out eventually. Of course, like with any cult compound they have secret routes out, but Briar commanded the others to run when the encampment was being surrounded. Julien insisted on staying with him.

Now, this could go three ways;

1. Briar and Julien both get captured by the police and the ninja. Because he’s an elemental master now, they didn’t want to throw him in prison, but instead try to reform him. The ninja initially wanted to take just Briar, but Briar insisted Julien come with them, or they wouldn’t go at all. So, Briar and Julien are taken to the Monastery, and promise to somewhat behave while they were there. Of course, their weapons were taken away except for Briar’s cape, which he insisted on keeping because it helped him get around. They promised not to use it as a weapon while they were residing there. This path could lead to many nice little moments, but nothing I want to focus on for now.

2. Briar convinces Julien to leave with the rest of the cult, and it’s just Briar who gets captured. He is taken to the monastery to be reformed, but he’s not the main focus this path. Julien is. Of course, Julien is heartbroken and needs to figure out a way to retrieve Briar successfully. He needs them, but right now the followers also need Julien to give them hope after Briar’s capture. So, over the course of the next year, Julien would continue the cult in Briar’s name, and essentially build up an army to ‘rescue’ him. Meanwhile, Briar is being taught to accept the ninja as good. Unsure if he would buy into it yet though, but at this point he willingly is staying in the Monastery due to his good behavior… and the snacks.

3. Julien is captured in place of Briar. Now while I’m not entirely sure how this would happen yet (maybe Briar is outside of the compound while this happens? thinking thinking I’ll be back with this one), I do know that Briar would be absolutely pissed that they kidnapped his partner priest, and immediately come up with ways to get him back. Most likely, he would get into a rage and violently storm the monastery, injuring the ninja in plenty of ways, only to be stopped by Lloyd or Wu, or maybe Jay since he’s his opposite, if at all. Many things could happen with any of these routes.

Primarily, these are the main things that could happen with Briar and Julien (And a soon to be third character! Ohohoho!), and I’m very indecisive on all of them. I very much enjoy all these routes and the second and third ones are my favorites so far. I would appreciate some suggestions for these ideas, thank y’all who follow for listening. Hope you’re having good days/nights. :]

[the-artist-grimm]

COTLTOBER DAY 6 - "Ritual"

You get what you give, you reap what you sow-

I just think using a dance to trace the blood runes for a ritual would be pretty~

[starry-bi-sky]

Blood Blossom Au: before the nightingale sings

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for my batdad blood blossom au, the one where Vlad poisoned Danny with blood blossom extract and Danny ran away from him and ended up tumbling into the care of one Pre-Robin Battinson Batman :). A quick oneshot telling the tale of the tragic deaths of the Fentons

TW: Major Character Death Warning

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Not all deaths are created equal.

That is a valuable lesson in life to learn. One that Danny learns when he is eleven years old, standing in the pit of his parents’ creation; the culmination of their life’s work. The portal to the other side, the realm of the dead. To the infinite. 

He learns that when he’s eleven years old, in a hazmat suit that sags on him, and boots that clunk when he walks because the only ones that fit are his mom’s, and even those are too big. In gloves that he has to clench his fists in because otherwise they fall off. In goggles that slide down his nose even when he’s tightened them the farthest they can go. 

He learns that when he’s eleven years old, choking on giggles that harmonize with the laughter of his friends’ who stand at the mouth of the tunnel. Sam’s holding a polaroid in her hand. They’re just being kids. 

They’re not laughing when Danny’s hand hits the safety lock — the one with faulty wiring, the only one in the tunnel. The only one he could possibly hit. They’re not laughing when the portal buzzes to life, and the lights inside switch on row by row as the generator begins to rumble and hum. 

They’re not laughing when Danny dies. They’re screaming. They’re not screaming when he comes back.

Not all deaths are created equal.  

Some are poetic, beautiful. The satisfying close of a book as it comes to an end, of the hardback thumping soft against the pages like the sound of a door closing. A train run its course.

Some are violent; unsatisfying; unfair. The unexpected shattering of an egg as it rolls off the countertop when nobody is looking, the unmistakable crack as it falls to the floor. It is abrupt and messy. 

But most are just… unremarkable. Unintentional. Clumsy. 

Danny’s family dies one night in late January. He is thirteen years old, barely a month away from fourteen. It is unforeseen. It is preventable. It happens. 

It happens like this: 

Their water heater breaks one Monday in January. It’s old, sitting in the garage, and has dealt with nearly sixteen years of Fenton-grade chaos and shenanigans. Of parents tossing scraps and junk into the garage as brief storage to come back to later. Of illegal tune-ups on their vehicles that result in something exploding. Of little children running around and knocking things over, playing with poles and sticks they find on the ground, on the shelves. Of being lived and used.  

Something had to give. 

Jack Fenton notices it immediately when he comes upstairs that very afternoon — his children at school, his wife downstairs — to grab something from the garage. The very same scrap and used material they store like squirrels to use later. 

He stops what he’s doing to fix it.  

It wasn’t supposed to be permanent. 

Despite what many believe, Jack Fenton is not the idiot people make him out to be. He knows what he’s good at, he knows what he’s not. He knows he can be passionate and obsessive and single-minded about things. He knows that he is a scientist, an inventor; an engineer. 

He knows that he is not a plumber. That fixing water heaters is not something he knows how to do, not safely. And he loves his family. What he does is only meant to be temporary — a fix meant to only last a few days until they can call someone in who can fix it for them. 

So Jack Fenton futzes with the water heater, gives it a temporary stitch to last a short while, and reminds himself to call a plumber later that day to come in and fix it. He turns and leaves the garage with the part he came for —  a sheet of metal for his wife to melt down — and disappears back downstairs. 

He does not make that call; it slips from his mind. 

It is not his fault. 

One day passes, then two, then suddenly it is Thursday. The water heater has still not been fixed, the water heater has been forgotten. It is nobody’s fault.  

Danny asks his parents at breakfast if he can stay over at Tucker’s house for the night. Just one night. They’re going to study for their math test and then play video games until midnight, but he only tells his parents that first half. 

He’s been doing well in school. Really well — better than he has in a while. There’s been a delightful lull in ghost appearances for the last few weeks. The living don’t know why, but Danny does. The Winter Truce always calms the dead down for a while, something about how the Zone cleanses itself twice a mortal year and that fresh wave of ecto clears out the old and brings in the new. 

This year Danny got to participate. He’s feeling the effects of it too, and he’s been sleeping consistently well for the first time since the accident. 

It’ll never happen again. 

His parents agree under the condition that he doesn’t stay up late, and Danny harmlessly lies through his teeth and agrees. He goes and throws overnight clothes into his school backpack, and when he leaves for school with Jazz his parents are already departed into the lab. 

The last conversation he has with his sister is in her car on the drive to school. Inane, mindless conversation to fill the air and pass the time. Jazz comments on how relaxed he’s been lately; Danny tells her about the Winter Truce. She listens in rapt attention. 

She tells him that she’s glad to see him so well-rested. She thinks her little brother’s been growing up too fast these days. She thinks he’s been too tense. Too caught up with the spinning of the world around him that he forgets about himself sometimes. 

When they reach school, before Danny can get out of the car, Jazz looks to her little brother and says; “I love you.” 

Her little brother’s cheeks turn an embarrassed shade of red. He makes a scrunched up, grossed-out face, but can’t hide the smile pulling across it. “Don’t be a sap, Jazz. I’ll see you later.” He tells her, yanking his hood up over his head. She hears the bashful, ‘love you too’ before he walks away. 

That is the last conversation she ever has with her brother. 

Thursday is unremarkable, passing by in its normality as it always does. There’s one, maybe two ghost sightings; shades lurking around in curious infancy that are easily spooked away by the presence of a greater being. Danny doesn’t even have to go ghost. 

Thursday evening is even less so. Danny goes to Tucker’s house — Sam has a prior arrangement with her slam poetry club — and the two of them study for an hour before they toss their textbooks aside and reach for the game console. 

Danny sleeps in Tucker’s room with one of the extra blankets on his bed, curled across the room in one of the bean bag chairs. It shouldn’t be comfortable, but to Danny it is. He sleeps throughout the night, the portal shut down by his parents before they’d gone to bed. 

Early Friday morning, before the sun has even risen yet, before it’s even so much as a concept to grace the horizon, the water heater breaks again. It was supposed to be fixed. 

Carbon monoxide is a silent killer. Odorless and scentless, it kills within minutes. It fills the house like a shadow casting over the ground, creeping into the rooms. 

Danny’s family die in their sleep; painless and unaware. 

It’s not Jack Fenton’s fault. He didn’t mean to.  

Nobody wakes up with their alarms. 

Danny wakes up to Tucker Foley’s alarm on Friday morning, and he turns his head intangible and shoves it into the beanbag chair like an ostrich hiding its head in the sand. Tucker gets up before him, and throws a pillow at him as he reaches for the alarm. 

There’s laughter, messing around. The both of them get dressed, and Danny has breakfast with the Foleys that morning. He takes the bus to school with Tucker, and they meet Sam by their lockers. 

To him, everything is as normal as it should be. There are no ghosts for him to fight right now, school is as school does, and he’s on top of all his schoolwork. 

He does not see Jazz at all that morning, he doesn’t notice. Their schedules are so different, their routes on different paths, that it’s not uncommon for Danny to not see Jazz until he gets home some days. That’s if there’s no ghost attacks. 

At lunch, he gets approached by her friends. Worried creases between their brows, they ask him if he’s seen Jazz. She hasn’t shown up to any of her classes. She’s not answering their texts. It’s unprecedented of her; unheard of. 

Danny doesn’t admit to the concern that swells in his gut when they tell him this. He shrugs at them, and says he hasn’t seen her either. But it was probably nothing to worry about; she might just be sick and sleeping it off. 

He offers to text her and let them know if he gets a response, and that seems to ease her friends enough that they shuffle away in uncertainty. He keeps his word, and does exactly that. He pulls out his phone and opens her contact, and shoots her a message.

‘Where are you?’ 

He doesn’t get a response back, Danny is left on sent. He puts his phone in his pocket, and with a sense of unease creeping in the back of his mind, goes on with his day. He gets no response by the time the final bell rings; and he tries not to be worried. 

The house is quiet when he opens the door. Unusually quiet. He drops his backpack to the floor, it lands with a hearty thunk, and begins to take off his jacket. “Mom! Dad!” He yells. He hangs it up, and slips his shoes from his feet. “Jazz skipped school today!”

A laughable untruth that would get his sister all riled up normally; she should be able to hear him from the front door if she was in her room. The house just stays dead silent. 

He can’t even hear the usual banging and crashing from the lab. His unease returns. He reaches for the intercom that leads directly down to the basement, and presses the button to turn it on. A burst of static, and then he speaks;

“Mom? Dad?” 

Danny lets go, and waits for a response. He gets none back. That never happens, not when the house is this quiet. Not when he knows they should’ve heard him. 

Something sickly and fearful borns in the pit of his stomach, and begins to snake upward. He heads for the lab. The cool metal of the door is familiar in the grooves of his hand, and he doesn’t even need to think about the code as he punches it in;  he simply lets muscle memory guide him. It’s been the same since he was little. 

The door hisses as the pressure is released, and he swings the door open. He takes the stairs down two at a time. Something is wrong. His parents aren’t answering him. His feet pound against the metal. 

“Mom? Dad?” He calls again, more worried, more frantic. More scared. His voice echoes down the stairwell, and he reaches the bottom before it’s fully faded. The lab is empty. The portal is still shut down. 

It was four in the afternoon, they should still be down here. 

Danny races back upstairs, fear-raised nausea coiling in his throat. “This isn’t funny you guys!” He yells when he reaches the top, shoving open the door with more force than necessary. His head swims, his voice cracked. 

He checks the garage, the car is still there. 

“Mom!? Dad!” His voice bellows out throughout the first floor, loud enough that it bounces back at him and rings against his ears. He’s never raised his voice this much — mom would scold him if she heard him. But she doesn’t show up. “Jazmine!” 

Finally, he goes upstairs, and he can’t tell if what he’s feeling is anger or terror. Something is very, very wrong. 

He swings the door of his parents’ rooms open first, and there they are, with the lights still off and the curtains still drawn. As if they hadn’t left their bed all day. Some of Danny’s fear lifts from his shoulders just by the sight of them, but he’s still trembling. Something is still wrong — the room smells… off. Not good, not bad. Just… off. 

He swallows dryly, his throat still thick, and steps into the room. “Mom, dad?” They do not stir. “Didn’t you guys hear me yelling?” 

There is only room static. Danny’s heart shrivels in his chest with a tenfold return of terror, he feels ill. He remembers, just now, that they’re not heavy sleepers, and his dad should be snoring like a freight house. 

Danny reaches their bedside in seconds, hand outstretching for the covers, “Momma? Dad?”

Not all deaths are created equal. 

But many of them are accidental. Unmeditated. Shocking.

Danny Fenton finds his family dead in his childhood home. He runs to his neighbors in hysterics, inconsolable, in tears. Nine-one-one is called, but there is nothing that can be done. They were dead for hours by the time Daniel Fenton returned home. 

He sits on the front steps of the neighbor’s house beside FentonWorks, his jeans slowly becoming wet from the snow that was unable to be scraped off, and watches the paramedics cart out his family beneath white sheets. There are police cars blocking off the street, yellow tape blocking off his house, red-blue lights lighting up the block, an ambulance on the scene. He is wrapped in a shock blanket, and he is missing his jacket and his shoes. His tears are freezing onto his face, he can’t feel the chill. 

Not all deaths are created equal

But all of them are unforgettable. 

[itz-pandora]

To doom swapped au shadow how did you across sonic in the first place... was it by accident

"I was petrified when he saw me. I'd just come to help get people to safety, but I became his target."

[where-does-the-heart-lie]

Blood is Thicker Than Water Comic Pt 3

I kinda like the idea that Luffy doesn’t know Sabo’s parents as well as Ace and Sabo do, Luffy has never met them, so he doesn’t fear the parents at all, not that he would be afraid even if he did. But the older two know them and are still a bit afraid, even in their early 20’s. They actually have a little guy in their heads that’s going “do exactly as sabo’s parents say, boy.”

So that’s why luffy kinda pointing out the obvious thing to do, which was not following the exact instructions the parents gave them, surprised them so much. Because they didn’t even consider that. Cuz theyre ✨traumatized✨

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So glad I’m done with this scene so I’ll never have to draw the inside of a car again.

[thunder-wolf64]

Sound on please!

I hope this gives some perspective into just exactly how unsafe Sizzle may be around Artificer. She's truly lost it.

[solargeist]

xelqua says grians not his dad but that child would cause a biblical apocalypse if someone hurt grian

[demaparbat-hp]

Does Katara ever meet Hakoda and Sokka in your Half Blood AU?

Omg yes!!! That's basically the scene that gave birth to this entire AU, in fact. I love confrontations, family discord, and internal conflict in narrative, so most of my AUs have at least a little bit of that. I don't want to give too much away yet, but Katara, Sokka and Hakoda's encounters are Huge, Important Scenes in the HalfBlood AU.

Hakoda has no idea Kya was pregnant when he left her, so he doesn't know Katara is his daughter when he first meets her. Not for long, though. She looks a lot like Kya, and the necklace around her neck doesn't leave much room for denial once Hakoda notices it.

Sokka had been a part of his father's fleet for years at that point—he will be at least five years older than Katara, already a child when Hakoda met Kya. He will be the first to meet Katara, possibly while looking for a healer for the Southern warriors after a battle, or something like that. Katara would have been traveling with Zuko for a while now, and they're helping a group of refugees when Sokka comes along asking for help.

Sokka knew nothing about his father's lover. The only one aware was Bato, and he disapproved of it because he Hakoda's wife was his younger sister, so their relationship is strained and uneasy.

And Katara doesn't really want to have much to do with Hakoda at all. I'm toying with the idea of Hakoda trying to create a bond between them once he realizes she's his daughter, only to explode in his face once the truth comes out. Or, he could mention Kya early on, maybe whisper her name in astonishment when he notices Katara's resemblance, and she catches up pretty quickly.

Point is, Katara isn't happy, Hakoda is conflicted, and Sokka is facing a side of his father he never knew existed.

Sokka and Katara's relationship is surprisingly easy going, though. They have some issues, of course, especially at first, but they bond pretty quickly. They're nowhere near the relationship they had in canon, but they can get there with enough time.

[tagzpite]

took a break and drew him after

[justafriendlystranger]

ok, OK!! Attention!!

I've got another au idea for an oc x oc!!! but help me choose who to give this au to!!

I'm so excited for this because it's a very interesting story!! >w<

Blood in the water~

I picked two ships for this au so you wouldn't have much trouble picking only one!! ^^ (also yes, I came up with a shipname for cupid x bp right there on the spot)

I'll explain the story as soon as we see the winners~!!! ^^

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Salem, Trickster, Farris and Bp belongs to @boiling-potato !

Meztli, Celtic, Cupid and Ace belongs to @aesopsbaby !

Lo, Logan, Raloris and Icarus belongs to @feelin-lo !

Kema umi and North sky belongs to @alcohol1maid !

And Tom ambrosi belongs to @sealedchasm !

[birbulous]

Alive I promise I swear

So, as for interactions with the main ninja, not much has happened yet. However, I’ve speculated a silly little battle happening between Brie and Jay with friends. It was actually a friend who brought the idea up first and I loved it immediately! So,

As I’ve said before, Briar is less than friendly with the ninja always and probably forever. But what would happen if he got into a tussle with one of the ninja? A little bit of a big ol fight?

Obviously, things wouldn’t end well.

You see, at some point, Jay ends up doing some extensive research on this cult, wanting to find out where it is or whom the leader is. Bad news though, there’s just about nothing of them on the internet. Nothing helpful at least, just speculative forums and people who’ve had friends just one day up and abandon them and their families, suspecting the cult is behind it. There’s a general agreement that it definitely exists. There are those online claiming they’ve seen the leader before, either protecting themselves or others under attack. Or, they’ve seen the ‘leader’ walk in apartments or housing with a few people to come out with a few more. Miracles were performed, they assumed, or just complex manipulative tactics.

This was very frustrating for Jay. So far It’s all speculative thoughts and rumors, no concrete evidence. Nobody’s ever outed the leader, and there’s no insider that anybody knows of. At least, not any that ever came back to the city. He wanted to find out who this person was and what their motives were. Sure, Jay is a silly fun-loving guy most times. But he’s getting real serious about this topic, and there is one thing about the leader that stuck out to him like a sore thumb.

The majority of the rumors of them being the new master of water.

That’s really bothering Jay. He knows Nya’s trying to bring her powers back on her own, but if it’s true that someone else is using her powers… could it be true? Did Aspheera steal them and give them to this stranger? But why would she? Shouldn’t she be trying to get revenge on Wu again? So many questions and little to no answers.

So, completely on his own for research purposes, he goes out and asks various people in Ninjago City about the cult leader; what they looked like, where they might be, ect. He gets bits and strands of information. Mostly from asking friends and family of those who disappeared suddenly one day, who were also known to have been involved in Ninjago City attacks before; mostly victims. It’s okay information, but not enough. Eventually he gets the tip that the leader lived in the desert with his cult, this rumor was started because one day, out of the blue, this unknown sparring/training teacher and their classes set out for the desert and never came back.

And so, Jay sets out for the desert. Wandering. In the middle of nowhere. It was a great idea.

(Second post about this soon I swear I just wanted to get this out of my drafts before I forgot about it again + i hope this makes sense lmk if it doesn’t /gen <3)

[blackberreh-art]

It only takes a single misstep

(for my Third Corazon Law au)

[cottage-fr0g]

i love him. the eggplant

[quirkle2]

[zombie au] finally a full colored piece of the gang (and also a fun b&w version)