#construct au

[pixelrhys]

The Subway Master and his Crystal Construct.

AU where Emmet summons a construct at the cost of his hand. It's hard to run anything when you're by yourself, isn't it?

[ghostypetrainer]

Btw I’m PvPing you about Construct AU. Here goes:

Ingo was  on the singles line train.

Ingo was…on the singles line train.

Ingo was on the singles line train. The singles line train was in between stations and no challengers had reached the boss's car yet. Ingo held the metal pole for balance because safety was important, and one of the windows rattled a little bit around the turns, and Chandelure was floating up near the ceiling. Ingo was doing exactly what Emmet had instructed him to. He was on the singles line train.

Ingo was on the singles line train like he was every morning, acting as the line's Subway Boss. If any challenger appeared, he would say a speech Emmet had written and he would point dramatically, and he would conduct a difficult pokemon battle against them. Then, in the afternoon, Ingo would do paperwork to Emmet's specifications while Emmet handled the administration of Gear Station in person. That was his job, and he did it every day. It was more than his job--it was his entire purpose. It was why Ingo had been made.

But something was different. Something had changed about the singles line train since yesterday, and Ingo couldn't figure out what it was. There was no sound in the car that had not been there before. Nor any strange smells. The train was just as fast as it was yesterday, running down the track at exactly the same tempo. The lights? No, they were the same. The only difference that was readily apparent was that Ingo felt just a little bit warmer than usual.

Ingo was warm, but he wasn't uncomfortable. And he couldn't just take his coat off; then he would be out of uniform! Ingo looked up. Chandelure was still hanging there, close by.

Chandelure rocked back and forth with the motion of the train. When they went around a turn, it swayed like a real light fixture. When Chandelure realized that Ingo was looking up, it turned to look back down at him.

Chandelure looked at Ingo's chest with its big glowing eyes. The black line of glass that was its mouth was flat. Then it glanced up at Ingo's face, and looked right back at Ingo's chest. It had been doing that a lot, lately. Just staring at Ingo's chest, where the weird warm feeling was centered.

Ingo's face wasn't very expressive. Emmet hadn't made him that way. But he furrowed his brows a bit anyway. "Is something wrong, Chandelure? I feel…"

He felt��strange. Something to do with the warmth that was concentrated under his skin. Wait. Under his skin. The warm feeling wasn't coming from outside, it was coming from inside of Ingo. Had some mechanism of his changed? His workings were supposed to be a mixture of metaphysical and inorganic. That shouldn't make him warm. Ingo reached up and rested his free hand flat over the spot where his heart would be if he really was a human being.

It didn't really feel that different. The texture was the same. The motion that he made to simulate breathing was the same. The vibration from the train car that traveled up his legs and into his body was the same. But something else, some other feeling, was new.

Ingo tried to puzzle it out. He tried to think it through. Nothing about the train had changed, but maybe, something about Ingo had? His eyes found Chandelure again. Chandelure had big eyes, and it looked encouragingly down at him.

Chandelure was Emmet's pokemon, one of his oldest partners. Chandelure cared a lot about Emmet, and he loved it in return. They had a high friendship level. Chandelure had been put off by Ingo at first, but it had warmed up to him eventually. Did Ingo and Chandelure also have a high friendship level? Did Chandelure care about him, too?

That idea made the warm feeling glow brighter in Ingo's chest. Chandelure's eyes followed the feeling like a magnet.

"Do you like me?" Ingo asked. "That's okay. I like you, too." The warm feeling was overflowing, a tiny sun in Ingo's chest.

Chandelure cooed. An affirmative? It made Ingo happy to hear.

Wait. Ingo felt happy? He really did, he found. Some inexorable force was dragging the corners of his mouth up in an stiff approximation of a smile. Ingo was happy, and he liked Chandelure. Loved it, even. It was the same kind of love that he felt for the train running under his feet, and also for Emmet, who was, even then, riding miles away on the doubles line train.

Ingo was happy. He felt love. The heat like a candle flame in his chest wasn’t a mechanical failure, it must have been a soul! He smiled up at Chandelure earnestly. Chandelure fixed its own face into a little smile and it beamed back at him. They were friends!

"Don't tell Emmet, okay? If he doesn't know about my new soul, I can play so many pranks on him."

Chandelure nodded and returned to its spot by the ceiling with a self-satisfied look on its face.

YO THIS WAS SO GOOD!!!!

ahhhhh, the soul realization of what the change in himself is... capped off by the ending where Ingo asks if he and Chandelure are friends basically... and then of course. Chandelure agreeing not to tell Emmet because she also wants to play pranks on her beloved trainer. It's good. It's soooo good.

[proxycrit]

DAY 27- NORTH LOMEI LABYRINTH ISLAND

I can’t believe Purah finally gave them more of the main quest (Purah’s defense is it’s hard to herd our heroes when they hold the collective brain cell of a bag of cats.)

This totk au is called familiar familiar! It’s a what if zelda doesnt go back in time and draws from elements in botw a lot more then from its source material. Flourish with me.

((Wanna support this work and look at my sketchbook at the same time? Check out my patreon!))

Bonus treat:

[bigfatbreak]

Just curious: for that Viceroy AU, is there a possibility of Mayura making an appearance?

(part one.)

[harryspet]

well kept [masterlist] r.cameron

[warnings] dark!ceo!rafe x reader, size difference, billionaire!older!rafe, shy!reader with low self-esteem, reader is a person who stutters, boss x personal assistant, heavy abuse of power, emotional/mental manipulation, bdsm, rafe has control issues, some sugar baby vibes, NONCON/DUBCON

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK 18+

In which you interview for a low-level position at Cameron Development, but instead, you unexpectedly find yourself chosen as Rafe Cameron's personal assistant.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Epilogue

rafe cameron masterlist

[starry-songs-canvas]

Take Care of Him

The boy, who had Damian’s face, couldn’t be more different than Dick’s (alive?) baby brother.

Aside from his Snow White hair, he smiled and laughed freely, making puns on top of his embarrassing story about his supposed twin brother.  

(“Clones don’t have childhood memories right?  So if I have an embarrassing story or two, that’ll give you a way to check that I’m not a clone AND give you ammunition for teasing!”)

“—And that’s how his face—and his pride—was forever wounded by Sparta the warrior cat!”  Danny finished his story with a flourish, cracking up immediately after.

“Huh, and to think he left it at “training”, obviously he didn’t think anyone would let the cat out of the bag.”  Dick said, laughing even as he eyed the lookalike.

Danny snorted.  “Yeah, I doubt he thought anything as Cat-astropic as that would happen.”

They sat in silence for a moment, overlooking the buildings below, with the Dalv. Co. Labs smoking in the distance and the breeze blowing past the two, yet only seeming to affect Nightwing and not the phantom beside him.

“Is he safe?  Is he happy?” Danny murmurs as he looks up at the stars, looking every bit the forlorn ghost he claimed to be.

“…We keep each other safe.  And I’d say once he got past the stabbing faze, he’s pretty happy in Gotham.”

“But I’m sure it’d make him happy to see you again.”  Dick thought back to the comments the vampire-ghost they’d fought earlier.  It didn’t sound exactly, “happy” or “safe” for Danny.  Or anyone else involved.

Danny shook his head.  “Nah.  He’s… moved on.  And with how crazy my after-life is?  I’m already dealing with ghosts, ghost-hunters, and my—err—that frootloop from earlier.  I do not need to add furries and murder-ninjas to the mix.”

Danny sighed as he floated into a standing position.  “Speaking of which, if you could just, maybe not tell him you saw me?  Better to let dead dogs lie.”

Danny’s piercing Lazarus green eyes looked at Dick and he saw the exact same expression B had on whenever he “had to do it alone”.

“Just, take care of him, Kay?  Or I’ll haunt you to the ends of the universe!”  He said, throwing up a peace sign as he turned invisible.

Dick snorted, “Yeah, sure kid.”

Dick got up and started off toward the bat-plane.  He had a brother to interrogate, and another brother/clone of his brother to find.

[rafey-baby]

sweet treat (series masterlist)

construction worker!rafe x shy!reader

cw: mostly fluff & smut

been meaning to more or less re-edit all the parts for a while now & finally did that!

part one

part two

part three

part four

part five

[sunny-knight]

WOWIE! THIS WAS A GREAT IDEA, FRISK!

Extra:

Frisk: Next time you should take Sans!

Toriel: THERE WILL BE NO “”NEXT TIME””

Papyrus: WHATS THE PROBLEM, MS TORIEL?? ITS PERFECTLY SAFE, YOU CAN TRUST ME!!

Sans: next time we should totally go when its night out so we can see the stars.

lastly, a work in progress 😭😭

[cupidsncheerios]

loophalo part 2! vox didn't think this one through

og post / part 1

[12neonlit-stage]

Sonic: crystallized AU _ Prologue . page01

[rocketbirdie]

it's all subjective

[ghostypetrainer]

In the Construct AU, from Emmet’s perspective, Ingo is only missing for about a month and a half before he gets a lead on his whereabouts. It’s not where he expects to find it- on the Sinnoh League’s homepage. There’s a photo there in which there is a Construct that looks very much like Ingo in the background.

D-did the Sinnoh League steal his Construct. Did they steal Ingo.

He doesn’t know, but he’s going to find out. Emmet books the first flight to Sinnoh, storms into the League and demands they hand over his brother. Who is also the Construct he made. Which is very confusing to everyone, because they know Ingo as a Construct that was passed down the Pearl Clan line until he ended up at the Sinnoh League (along with Akari and Sabi). How could this Battle Facility leader from Unova have made him?

Although... they do look virtually identical.

And then Ingo comes in, takes one look at Emmet... and oh! Hm. Suddenly he’s gotten the oddest rush of memories. Oops. Turns out he was perhaps not a Construct created by Palkia who then gifted him to the Pearl Clan... but he was a Construct from the future who got yeeted and then lost his memories after getting a new blessing from Palkia. Funny how that works!

[proxycrit]

Linktober, Day 12: Tarry Town!

You defeat the final boss in the volcano causing the floating islands to float! Congrats. Unfortunately, with the destruction of the said monster, the islands are no longer floating and are, in fact, slowly coming down enmass as the magnesis scatters.

Zelda would like to point out people are much more likely to survive walking around slow giant rocks from the sky versus dodging flaming lava. She’s practicing this new thing called positive thinking.

(This is a totk au called Familiar Familiar where zelda does not go back in time! Click here to see the full comic masterlist)

(Plus my patreon!)

[bunnieswithknives]

(nature au) you said that while dale dislikes dev using a cane in the house he doesn’t really care too much, but what if dev used a cane in public? i can’t imagine dale would be okay with that at all. he’d be pissed, like confiscate the cane kind of pissed

Originally the gag here was just going to be Dev clinging onto his dads arm for dear life while he shivers like a chihuahua but he is just. So small.. I couldnt get it to look reasonable

Bonus:

[feligayzed]

menial things such as bathing was another unforeseen struggle Sebastian had to face, but thankfully Painter didn't mind assisting

[toki-toro]

Is that the bite of 87