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[spectrum-studios]

THE AUS ARE DONE

The category is called ColorBlend!Au

Basically everyone acts like the one who got their color blended with!

[chipontherailroad]

Train to the coast? NAH! TRAINS ON THE COAST!

(This art makes absolutely no sense and I love it for that) ☀️🏐🚂🏖️

[theredplanetblog]

Leave it to me to post nothing for a week then drop 5 designs at once. Anyway…

Notes: - Greaseball is a butch lesbian but with the greaser vibes of the original production. She’s ripped as all hell, pumping iron indeed.

- CB is backstage (causing problems mostly) for the first half of the competition but gets pulled into the performance late on

- Electra is a nightmare to design clothes for. All their costumes have led strips

- Belle and Tassita are a duo and their current album is slumber party themed because they are quiet and sleepy respectively. Unproblematic favs. Someone make a playlist for their imaginary slumber party album

- I’m going to draw distinct costumes for each pairing of characters because I’m extra and costume design is the whole fun of this AU

- Oh lord I also still have to design all the components still… I want Wrench to be a cute robot nurse but idk what I’m gonna do with the rest of them but I’ll figure it out

[greasebabexpress]

Small Town AU (Greaseball)

Greaseball was on her way to be a pro athlete but ended up tearing her ACL during a practice and the recovery process was not kind to her.

Since she lost out on potential contracts and she’s not sure what to do if it’s not something physical or sports related she ended up moving back home a few months after her surgery.

In this AU I want to include some of the obc stex characters so in my mind the original male greaseball is her dad and CB is like her weird neighbor/family friend that no one is sure as to how he wormed into their life and is just a bit stranger every time he visits.

Greasedad is a train operator for long haul freight so it’s a toss up on whether he’s home or not. When he is home he’s either sleeping or doing an odd job or two.

CB calls girl greaseball GBJ (Greaseball Jr) and she fucking hates it but he’s been calling her that since she was a tyke so there’s no reasoning with him.

Somehow after moving home she got roped into coaching youth sports at the community center.

Initially she was checking to see if there were any fitness classes to sign up for but she ran into Dinah (who teaches a cooking class at the community center) and when she was flirting with her lied and said she was an instructor as well and that she could “be Dinah’s personal trainer” and have some “one on one sessions”

Momma who was passing by overheard Greaseball, instead of calling her out on her lie roped her into the empty youth sports coordinator position.

So now every Saturday morning and Wednesday evening Greaseball either has to coach snot nosed kids or call other towns in the county to set up scrimmage matches.

Greaseball would never admit it but she does enjoy it when the kids win or make a good play in the game. Makes her feel like she’s actually doing something worthwhile

[how-to-be-gay-with-andrew-gray]

obsessed with this guy

[sandgambler]

sorry for my mini hiatus, I’ve been dealing with some things

anyway here is CB and Electra as centaurs! Made CB a donkey cause they can be assholes and can fight horses, and Electra is a Zorse cause they’re cool and fancy, plus fun stripes for Electra!

[mudsychronicles]

Uhhhhhh Ghost Cabboose au?? Ig????? Idek man I've been thinking abt this since I heard about the three heads ending lmao 😭 (more info/doodles under the cut)

Yeah that's basically it!!! I dooooont imagine she's realized that Rusty can see them (yet.) But I'm sure we'll get to that eventually......if I draw more LMAOOOO

[raventreehouse]

I have lined and colored the stex fnaf au sketches of the three main animatronics! I'm very proud :)

[chaos-doodles-shit]

By the GODS I went through so many ideas for half-siren CB. Red Snapper, Grouper, Seahorse, Betta Fish, Mimic Octopus… And then it hit me: a red-bellied piranha.

Anyway he’s our gorgeous liar with a human form. Electra thinks he’s a siren, Greaseball thinks he’s a human and Rusty thinks he’s a merman. He’s literally playing all sides CB pick a party you stupid creature /aff

[montygatorguy]

more stex playground au! :)

[railzreceptive]

After the races and the big crash, C.B gets rebuilt, not much changed per his request. His now husband, Swindon, had a large hand in helping rebuild him.

[blue-inferno]

C.B and Elvis

[captainmvf]

Made this up last month for some peeps on Discord but here's the full deets:

Rusted Brakes Nutcracker AU

"Once upon a time in the land of toys and fantastical winters, was a little prince. The little prince loved playing with toy trains and loved to show them off. His mother warned him that boasting about his treasured trains made of gold and pearls would earn him the ire of other kingdoms but he did not listen. One day, the horrid Rat Queen grew jealous of such novelties and decided to steal them to play with them herself...

"Enraged, the little prince ordered the three best of his knights to go after his trains: His burly champion of gold and black leather, his most famous of wires and electricity, and his knight of the people he barely paid much attention to. The champion could part the waves of the rat minions with a single swing of his sword but was grievously wounded by all three of the Rat Queen's heads. The electrical knight was more cunning and offered to trade the trains for any other amount of riches but was thrown out of the castle with his makeup ruined...

"Yet, the third knight skillfully crept into the enemy's castle and was able to sneak all the way into the treasury. He secured the trains and was able to make off back to the castle with the little prince's most treasured belongings. However, what nobody but the Rat Queen knew is that she had put a powerful curse upon the glittering toys. To whoever were to take the toy trains from under her three noses were to become an enchanted nutcracker...

"Upon the third knight's return to his home and the toys given back, he fell to the floor with a clack and became a wooden doll with strong jaws. The little prince had no idea what to do as he was happy now that his trains were back and had no use for a nutcracker...

"The nutcracker ran away in the dead of night. No one has seen him since. With an angered Rat Queen causing turmoil and a kingdom in disarray as their little prince plays with his trains once more, it might take a miracle or some winter magic to get things back to normal...

"...just be careful, as there are many truths that may be hidden within this storybook fantasy."

Rusty the Knight of Rust and Smoke:

Rusty was the third knight!

He wasn't really looked fondly upon due to his rusting and how he was favored by the people of the Toy Kingdom.

He ran away since no one seemed to be able to help him figure out how to get him back to his real form and he was already getting teased for it by Greaseball and Electra. Rusty lives on the edges of the winter kingdoms and does his best to thwat the rats and their plans.

Rusty's the one to yank CB out of danger when stuff starts to go bump in the night at the guy's house and he partners himself up with him since the guy is out of depth as to what the hell all these rats are doing. He's gotta be the one to yank CB away from doing something stupid (flinging himself into battle without any armor).

CB's still caught up on the fact that this weird but beautiful nutcracker he's been gifted for his vintage toy collection has come to life and whisked him away on some adventure on how all rats are the root cause of evil in the world or something. He's ready to unleash a can of whoop-ass with the many hidden tools and knives he has on his person (and tries to keep them hidden when Rusty shakes him down before they enter a settlement of sorts). Despite being a bit of a nuisance, CB thinks Rusty is pretty neat and will try to ask as many questions as to how his wooden toy-ness works exactly.

CB the Knight of Candy and Smiles:

CB was the third knight!

He was favored very highly by Control but the little prince never spared him a second glance due to how 'well-behaved' he was in court.

He ran away since he had self-esteem issues because of above^ CB couldn't bear to be seen as imperfect and thus ran off before his friends got a good look at his face. Maybe Greaseball and Electra would have turned their smirking gazes at him. Nowadays he's on the edges of the kingdoms planting booby traps and tricks a-la Bugs Bunny style.

CB is letting Rusty tag along with him as they venture deeper into Rat Kingdom territory and the conspiracy of the Rat Queen unscrolls itself. CB is more of Rusty's bodyguard and likes to tell him entertaining stories and lies about the winter fantasy world. He's actually pretty surprised how well Rusty is with tools and such and would hate to be on the other end of a power drill within Rusty's hands.

Rusty still thinks this is some kind of nightmare that he really needs to wake up from. His adoptive father figure gave him this kind of creepy nutcracker as an early Christmas gift since it's an heirloom and now it's come to life and quoting late twentieth century pop culture references at him. He kind of finds this endearing, even if there are rat creatures trying to bite his face off. There's a bit of a 'too tired to deal with this' attitude from him as every person in this winter fantasy land loves to monologue and Rusty just wants to go back to sleep.

[theredplanetblog]

☆Various Idol AU ideas before I fall asleep☆

The story centers around a long-running tournament/exhibition for idols, somewhat inspired by Love Live. The competition has many events, some solo, some in pairs, and some in groups. There’s a cash prize, but also major exposure and a chance to get signed by a label

Some competitors:

- Greaseball is a former child star who doesn’t really care about being an idol in particular, and just likes being famous. They feel superior to other idols because they have so much experience

- Electra is a mildly spoiled nepo baby who has experience, but in a different “circuit” than the others

- Rusty is 19 and performing for the first time, which is considered “too old” to start out as an idol (especially by Greaseball)

- Momma is a retired idol from 1980s who re-enters the competition to prove that talent and passion matter more than age. After she wins but looses her voice due to lack of practice she implores Rusty to take her place

-Ashley and Buffy are senior idols close to graduation

-Belle and Tassita are younger than Pearl and Dinah and are being trained by Ashley and Buffy

-C.B. is technically a performer but actually makes most of his money by sabotaging the competition for others. No one really knows how he learned the inner workings of performance technology, but they’ll still take advantage of it

-Slick might be here, I haven’t decided yet. Maybe she’ll be C.B.’s evil cat who he just lets loose on set to wreak havoc

Feel free to give feedback or just tell me your own ideas :) ((especially if you have backstory ideas for Pearl or Dinah cause I’m struggling there))

[greasebabexpress]

Small Town AU

(But it’s CB who ends up babysitting Greaseball when she was a kid and her dad was out of town)

To clarify, CB is not the first choice person to leave your child to, but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do given the circumstance

GreaseDad doesn’t even know where CB lives let alone what he does for work he just kind of appears sometimes

He’s a “don’t ask, don’t worry about it” kind of friend, but that does clear up his schedule to babysit when you have to work overtime

Greaseball thinks CB is weird (she still does) but as a kid he was like, super weird, especially when he would rack up the phone bill taking “business calls” on their landline

CB however, likes to think that he’s the cool fun babysitter, and will let Greaseball do whatever she wants to do. Stay up late, watch cartoons and scary movies, eat as much junk food as she wants. The works

Since she was about 8, CB and Greaseball loved watching horror movies because they making fun of how cheesy, horrible, and unrealistic they are

GreaseDad was PISSED because he ended up having to go to a parent teacher conference where her third grade teacher had to tell him that Greaseball started playing “Texas Chainsaw Massacre” on the playground with the other kids where they would take turns running after each other.

There were many parent complaints to say the least. (It was Momma, Rusty was very much a crybaby and did not enjoy playing the game)

One time when Greaseball was about 12 and CB was babysitting, he rented Jennifer’s Body thinking it was just a typical horror movie, but instead it accidentally sparked her gay crisis.

She watched that movie at least 3 times in a row that night.

Red box did not get their DVD back.

(CB did not pay the late return fee)

[timechange]

MCFLY JULY ‘24 — out in the desert.

Martin remembers, with great clarity, the first time Citizen Brown took him to the “satellite office.” 

He still hadn’t quite gotten over the novelty of being in a car– as his assistant, he’d accompanied Citizen Brown on some of his rounds, of course, but he’d never been in one for this long– and he’d never been outside the walls of Hill Valley before. Almost as soon as they were out on the open road– and it was really open– he remembered his shoulders falling and taking in the deepest, biggest breath of the fresh air, the free air, he could. 

Then he’d remembered he was in Citizen Brown’s car– sitting next to him!– but when he looked back, an apology at the ready, Citizen Brown had just given him a smile.

“Just wait,” he’d assured, in that low, level tone of his, but with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, “you haven’t seen the best part.” 

And he’d been right. The desert was breathtaking.

He’d never realized there were so many stars or noticed how rich the smell of sun and earth and life really was. The thunderstorms were electrifying and awe-inspiring, the days were long and hazy while nights were crisp and bright, and he could rest without needing to look over his shoulder, sleep without feeling eyes glaring at him from a fuzzy CRT screen, monitoring every move. 

It was perfect, especially now that they were hiding his guitar here, too. 

Out here, he could understand why Dave and Linda had left and never looked back, never came back for him in the three long years they’d been gone. If he and Citizen Brown didn’t have to go back– if Citizen Strickland wouldn’t come looking for them and spoil everything– Martin doesn’t think he would, either.

He smiles as he watches Doctor Brown’s reaction to seeing the secret lab, greeting all the inventions and tools like long lost friends. Evening is settling in and there’s a chill in the air, but Martin doesn’t mind; he just draws his Junior Brown Brigade letterman jacket tighter around himself and lets the warmth of the moment take care of the rest.  

When Doctor Brown seems to settle into a familiar rhythm, looking over Citizen Brown’s notes and muttering to himself, hand fisted into his hair, Martin feels the familiar itch in his fingers as he looks at his guitar in the corner. 

He feels the bounce in his toes, the melody unfurling in his head, the beat filling his chest and threatening to burst out any way it can if he doesn’t do something about it soon. He curls his hands into loose fists, flexing them in an attempt to be still and unobtrusive as he weighs his options. 

“Sir– I mean, Doctor Brown?” He grasps his left wrist behind his back, squeezing. “Would it, uh… Would it be okay if I practiced…?” 

Doctor Brown swivels around in his chair, surprised. Almost imperceptibly, as the situation registers, his jaw tightens, and Martin freezes, before the scientist’s expression morphs into one of concern and tenderness.

“You don’t have to ask my permission, Marty,” he returns, kindly, “Where I’m from, you play your music all the time! It helps both of us think. Anyway, I could do with something with a little life in it after that hellish, egotistical panopticon we’ve just escaped from.”  

“Something with a little life in it,” Martin hums, smiling as just the right song pops into his head. “Alright. I got it.”

He grabs the guitar, flicking the amp on, tapping his foot in time before beginning a bouncy riff, fingers strumming the strings as if it’s second nature. As his hand shifts up and down the fingerboard, something inside him knits back together.

“Better stop dreamin’ of the quiet life, ‘cause it’s the one we’ll never know,” 

Before he can stop himself, he’s singing quietly, the lyrics spilling out of him.

“And quit runnin’ for the runaway bus ‘cause those rosy days are few, and…”

The chords become more confident, his hand remembering a dance he’d thought he’d forgotten the steps to.

“Stop apologizing for the things you’ve never done,”  Proud and more than a little taken aback as his voice soars, he grins at Doctor Brown, who, to his amazement, grins back, tapping his foot along to the beat.

“‘Cause time is short and life is cruel and it’s up to us to change 

This town called Malice!” 

Martin imagines his music, now free, filling the lab, filling the desert, the notes reaching all the way up to the thousands of stars in their sky and the millions and billions beyond.