#critical role 2 au
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distant--shadow · 2 months ago
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server said milkmaid & cowgirl AU (and i am weak)
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shadydruid · 2 years ago
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WHAT IF Keyleth was the Champion of the Raven Queen?
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honeysweethol · 3 months ago
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modern au autumnal fjorester 🍂
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clar-a-m · 8 months ago
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Imogen and Laudna bouldering AU, inspired by @theunqualified1's fic Chalk It Up To Luck
More drawings for this fic here
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acharliek · 7 months ago
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Alt Lvl20 Pirate Jessie Outfit based on this alice in wonderland dress (but more pink and ruffles obviously hehe)
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gorgynei · 2 years ago
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GORGEOUS!!!!
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thequeenofmyownscreen · 2 months ago
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I know why season 3 of The Legend of Vox Machina is slighty less good that the first 2 seasons.
There are not enough Scanlan songs
And that's a fact. Fight me on THIS.
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imodnareddeadau · 6 months ago
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Take Me Home, Chapter Two: New Friends
Imogen locates the source of the mysterious humming and makes a new friend, as well as a few more enemies.
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blorbologist · 2 years ago
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OH SHIT AM I ABOUT TO BE PROVEN WRONG?!?!?!?!?
hE SAID THE THING HE SAID THE THING HE SAID THE THING!!!!
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cobblesmoke · 1 year ago
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I came up with a lil CR Pokémon AU and here are my current thoughts on what partners the m9 would have:
Jester would have a Skitty as her partner and would enlist them into Pokémon Contests (they would get disqualified for slight destruction of property but whatever)
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Caduceus would own a Polteageist. A lil ghost type inside a pot of tea, what ISNT there for Cad to love. Probably would make a visit or two to Lavender Town.
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Fjord would find the concept of Dhelmise VERY intriguing. Would thrive in the Hoenn region specifically
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You may need to hear me out here but. Yasha with a Flabebé. Typically they have their flowers to hang onto and frankly I think they'd make sweet companions
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Molly, being Molly would definitely have one of the gen 5 psychic types. Or a Zorua. I'm not elaborating further.
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Beau, being Beau would likely have a fighting-type companion. My personal bet is a Machop she can help train with.
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My only thought with Caleb is cats. The thoughts of him with a Litten on his shoulder consume my mind.
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And finally for Nott, Axew or Emolga. no elaboration, just one of those two.
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Yall let me know if you want more!
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distant--shadow · 4 months ago
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“It’s freezin’!”
Imogen finds her toes inadvertently curling as if they could retract into themselves like a snail in its shell.
“It is! But you do get used to it!” The Lady turns to her and that grin is back on her face that often shares its graces - though now perhaps too comfortable - occupying more space of the decorous recline of skin onto sharp cheekbone, freshwater pearl white teeth exposed like skirts ridden too high to expose alabaster leg in manic casual-ty, and those skirts are still held in the grip of her laced palm, not fruitless but maybe turning, over-ripened sweet musky and mushy, their tails laying on the surface of the lake in a bride’s trail behind her.
Imogen had turned her trousers at the cuff, the brush of their cotton at her knees feeling like burlap in comparison to what she imagines of the silks and laces now gaining weight in water behind the Lady.
The pebbles under her feet are slightly slimy from the cling of emerald algae (or at least some sorta plant life) - she hopes she does not slip over them, the thought of being submerged even on this fair day being a thought too undesirable, undesirable like her linens in comparison to the Lady’s silks
-impractical as they may be-
The skin on the inside of her knees says otherwise.
She had ‘gotten used to it.’ She had only known it.
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shadydruid · 2 years ago
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AU: Keyleth is the Champion of the Raven Queen. I think this idea has some vibes of Flaspooint Paradox and I wonder what else could have changed if Kiki was the Champion of the RQ?
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radama-zard · 1 year ago
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Dungeons & Drabbles 2023
Day 2 - Step
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FCG & Ashton - ModernHuman AU
Steps.
Why did it always have to be steps?
What was wrong with a nice, accessible ramp? They were easier for everyone, nobody had to fear tripping down or up them, parents with strollers could get inside, injured folk didn't have to struggle… and Fresh Cut Grass could have a little of his independence back, being able to wheel themself in with their wheelchair.
But of course life was hardly ever that kind.
A tired sigh slipped past their lips as he stared up at the flight of stairs, blocking them from the sweet little cafe they’d been oh so excited to try out. A customer, Jester, they thought, had been raving about the cupcakes here, and knowing the woman to be a real pastry connoisseur, Fresh Cut Grass had near instantly wanted to get a few themself.
But that dream seemed so cruelly out of reach now.
“Man, you’d think fucker’s would have caught on by now. Shit like this doesn't fly these days! Fancy new chairs and tables, but the owner can't be assed to make their business accessible. Bastard!”
Oh how they startled, jolting in such a way that almost had Fresh Cut Grass and their chair veering dangerously close to toppling. A solid, scarred hand steadied them, letting his frantically beating heart finally come to a rest.
“Fuck! Didn't mean to scare ya like that. My bad. You alright?”
“Y-Yeah! You just gave me a right startling, is all. I'm a-okay!”
“That's a relief. I’d feel like crap if I’d sent your heart packin’ or something…”
Did… Did the stranger look guilty? Well, that just wouldn't do at all! After all, a stranger was just a friend you hadn't met, and the last thing Fresh Cut Grass ever wished to see was a friend all sad and down in the dumps!
“It's fine, really! I spook real easy, my friend Imogen says I’d jump at my own shadow if I ever forgot it was there! But you're not scary yourself. I like your purple hair, and the eyeliner! Oh, and your cane too! Did you decorate it yourself? It looks fun-spooky!”
The stranger stared down at them, slowly blinking as their one good eye focused down on Fresh Cut Grass, taking in everything from their chunky cerulean blue box braids and round, thick glasses, to their bright yellow sweater and mismatched fingerless gloves. In contrast to their own ragged leather vest, covered in hand stitched patches and badges, deep red plaid pants and spiked belts, topped off with boots so hefty they looked able to smash someone’s head in… Well, they couldn't look more different.
Yet Fresh Cut Grass still smiled up at them, all warm and welcoming and so completely genuine that it seemed to catch them off guard.
“Most people would just flip me off and tell me to get fucked,” they muttered, leaning heavily upon their cane before shrugging and sticking a hand in their pocket, seemingly relaxing. “I didn't decorate this shit myself. A friend did. She’s one hell of a spooky ass bitch. Real arts and crafty. But anyway. I’m Ashton. Ashton Greymoore. You?"
“Oh, right! Introductions! Smiley Day to ya, Ashton, I’m Fresh Cut Grass!”
There was a beat of silence, more than a tad awkward, as Fresh Cut Grass awaited their response. Likely a laugh or a roll of the eyes or maybe even a sneer! Most people were funny about names when they weren't the most normal.
Not Ashton though.
No. He grinned, wide and bright and just shimmering with absolute delight.
“That's one hell of a name. You picked it yourself?”
“I did! It's my favorite smell. Ya don't think it's… weird?”
“Oh no, it's weird. But, I mean, fuck, have you looked at me? I like weird,” Ashton grinned wider, throwing one last glance at the inaccessible cafe as something shifted once more in his demeanor. “I know a place a few blocks from here. Unlike these fuckers, they actually give a fuck about people like us. Wanna join me there, Grass?”
“... Do they do cupcakes?” Fresh Cut Grass asked, their mind already made up before Ashton even had a chance to answer.
“Freshly baked in house. So… You coming?”
“I’d love t’ join ya! Thank ya kindly, Ashton!”
Their laughter in turn was rough and harsh, yet the warmth it held settled deep within Fresh Cut Grass’ tired bones… and within moments, he couldn't even quite remember why they’d been upset at all.
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clar-a-m · 1 year ago
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Made a whole bunch of sketches while i was reading The Blackness, The Darkness, Forever by pmonkey816 on ao3 (aka Part 2 of the Texas AU)
This fic has changed me as a person actually
Little extra sketch & extra hat under the cut
I've also made sketches for part 1 of this of this AU, you can check it out here
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(When i read this scene i imagined imogen without the had but since i didn't get a chance to draw her with a hat on this time around i made a second version of this drawing)
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radrock420 · 4 days ago
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Been thinking a lot about that Shadowgast witcher au
The fic is really good if u guys havent read it
It inspired me to pick up Witcher 3 again
Heres a link for your viewing pleasure
And the ongoing part 2‼️
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helhornart · 2 years ago
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