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DW - UNNAMED AU - CHAPTER ONE

!! writing under cut !! TWS // Possibly disorienting descriptions, Ichor as blood, and generally a very angsty time //

Astro's fur bristled against the icy air, his breath forming clouds in front of him. Despite always feeling cold, this time it was different - a bone-chilling discomfort that seemed to worsen with every step Shelly led him on.

"Vee isn't safe," he said, his voice betraying more worry than he wanted to show. Shelly paused beside him, her eyes scanning the ground before her shoulders stiffened.

"They'll recognize you," she spoke in an attempt at reassurance, adjusting her bandana before resuming their walk.

"Just try not to panic when you see them," she added quickly, and Astro could hear the fear in her tone. He hurried to catch up, the sound of his claws clicking on the frigid floor echoing through the hallway.

The harsh fluorescent lights flicker above as they walk through the dimly lit hallway. Black streaks cover the concrete walls, giving off a strange odor. Astro glances at them, his star-shaped eye flashing with each flicker of light. He reaches out and grabs Shelly's shoulder, causing her to flinch. She turns to face him with a stern look, waiting for him to speak.

"Are you sure about this?" he asks, his voice wavering as the star in his eye continues to flicker.

Shelly musters a weak smile and nods before turning towards the large steel door in front of them.

[825]

The numbers on the door seem familiar.

"When have I ever been?" 

[825]

Why are they so familiar?

Astro swallows his worry, nods, and lets Shelly approach the door.

He watches as she comes up to the odd tech to the side of it, her eyes darting across it before she sighs, reaching into her pocket.

“Don’t tell Dandy I have this.” She mumbles as she pulls out a card of some kind, pushing it into the slot. Astro catches sight of a photo of Dandy on it, getting closer and feeling a bit more comfortable with the situation. 

If Dandy helped with this, it couldn’t be that bad.

Shelly inserts the card, seeming used to this whole process as she wiggles it in place a little bit, and a low, mechanical thrum starts from behind the wall.

The door slides open with a hiss, revealing a dimly lit corridor stretching into darkness. A gust of frigid air rushes out, making Astro shiver involuntarily. The cold intensifies, seeping against him through his blanket.

Shelly hesitates for a moment, then steps through. Astro follows close behind, his star eye casting an eerie glow on the walls. The door closes behind them with a soft thud.

As they press forward down the dimly lit corridor, Astro's eyes are drawn to the eerie symbols etched into the walls. They seem to pulse with a malevolent energy, causing a sharp pain to shoot through his twisted and scarred dark side every time he gazes upon them. Each step forward feels like a weight pressing down on him, as if the symbols are tightening their grip on his mind and soul.

"Shelly," he whispers, "what are those markings?"

She doesn't answer, her pace quickening. Astro struggles to keep up, the cold slowing his movements.

Without warning, a deep rumble reverberates through the narrow corridor, sending vibrations through the walls and floor. The sound is accompanied by heavy, metallic footsteps that grow louder with each passing moment. Astro begins to regret following Shelly down this path, realizing now that it may have been a mistake.

He had assumed Shelly was just shaken up about Vee's sudden disappearance and had made up some kind of story. But as a low hiss of steam fills the air and Shelly visibly relaxes at the sight of it, Astro realizes there may be more to her actions than he initially thought. Perhaps she had done something beyond drawing on the wall in frustration.

The metallic scent of machinery lingers in the air, mixed with the faint smell of oil and grease. The red glow of hot metal emanates from around the corner, signaling the approach of whatever is making those loud footsteps. A sense of danger hangs heavily in the atmosphere, causing Astro's heart to race as he braces himself for what is to come.

Shelly steps forward, and Astro has to fight with his instincts telling him to grab her back.

And then… something comes around the corner. A sick mockery of them.

Their limply dangling head is propped up by a jagged metal pipe that serves as their neck, the once crisp and sophisticated bowtie now tattered and stained with an ominous substance that seeps from the symbols painted on the wall. Their upper half is crudely attached to their lower half with thick, oily strings of ichor - the same foul liquid that spills from any injured toon.

Though their screen is dark, it's clear they are aware of their surroundings. The burning red metal arms emit a low hissing noise as they cool down while inching closer to Shelly. With each creak from their disjointed body, they sit in a hunched position, their knees drawn up towards their chest.

Shelly takes a step forward, but before she can react, Astro swiftly moves in front of her, his one eye narrowing into a menacing glare at this imposter posing as their long gone partner.

"Astro-" Shelly begins, but her words are cut short by a sharp clicking sound emanating from not-Vee. The grotesque amalgamation tilts its head at Astro, as if studying him.

Confusion furrows his brow as he looks from the strange creature to Shelly. His breath mists in front of him, the air freezing around them. "What is this?" he finally asks, feeling a mix of fear and curiosity. Shelly doesn't answer right away, instead pushing past him to place her sharp claws on top of the creature's head.

"Vee," she states simply, her voice almost reverent as she gazes at the twisted form before her. Astro flinches, expecting an attack, but the creature remains calm under Shelly's touch.

For a moment, all is still and silent except for the sound of their breathing. Then, Shelly's lips curve upwards into a genuine smile - something Astro hasn't seen from her in weeks. She kneels down in front of the creature, placing her hand lightly on its chest as if offering comfort or reassurance.

Astro knits his eyebrows together and hesitates, unsure of what to do. Shelly notices his hesitation and her face contorts with desperation as she reaches out her hand to him.

"Please," she pleads, and he exhales heavily before reluctantly extending his hand towards hers. She pulls him closer, and he kneels down next to her. He looks at her with uncertainty, and she nods slightly, letting go of his hand to gesture towards Vee.

He shakes his head, refusing to comply, but her gaze turns into a glare that brooks no opposition.

With a sigh, Astro places his hand against their chest, next to Shelly's. The corridor falls into a tense silence.

He knows deep down that this can't be them, but it feels so real. The sound of their breathing matches Vee's perfectly. The whirring of their mechanical systems is the same sound that used to lull him to sleep every night when he and Shelly would lay on their chest to prevent them from working themselves to death.

Astro tenses up, feeling like this is some cruel trick. But then Shelly places her clawed hand over his shaking one, steadying him without saying a word.

"It's okay," she manages to choke out through tears that are threatening to spill. And in that moment, Astro can hear the pain and longing in her voice, mirroring his own feelings. It's all he can do to not break down alongside her.

[kianaisspiraling]

Immortal GIGS Crew Phasmophobia AU

GIGS phasmo AU where they're basically just a group of retired immortals having fun :D

Impulse and Skizz started working for this ghost hunting company, and since they can't die, instead of reading the manual they decided to just fuck around and find out.

In truth, they kinda just showed up and started taking jobs. The company was gonna find these intruders and punish them at first, but when the spectacular results started coming in, the higher-ups hesitantly decided to let it go, since none of their actual employees were brave enough to take the cases Impulse and Skizz did.

Eventually, their results from one investigation were left with a letter requesting payment, since they didn't wanna keep using the cheap starter equipment in the van they "borrowed." So if the company slips an envelope full of cash into their own mailbox every time they receive a report for the mystery workers to take, and sometimes equipment disappears from storage with cash in its place, they simply would look the other way.

Later they drag Grian, Scar, and Gem into their shenanigans and they also fuck around and find out.

To the company, the GIGS Crew is their best team, even if they don't know much about them. They always take their hardest, most fatal jobs, and walk out completely fine.

Little do they know these eldritch entities die repeatedly and they scream like little girls. What is considered an almost certainly fatal job for any regular person, is just a game to the GIGS.

For example, all manuals say to snap pictures of cursed items, and safely return them to HQ to be disposed of in a contained area. GIGS crew though? None of them have the self control to not use those. Every single one of them would pull every tarot card for fun and you know it. Manual says to under no circumstances touch a summoning circle. GIGS does not read the manual.

They even set some rules early on, afterall this is a game to them, and what fun is a game if you can't die? So essentially they declared that if a ghost was to hit you with what would be a killing blow, you have to go into spectral form, in which you detach from your body and hover about like a spectator. Think Dr. Strange. The only thing they're allowed to do in this form is pick stray items up, and if everyone "dies" they have to jump ship and come back again later.

They can be 'revived' by the monkey paw or something too. Thing is, despite the fact that they don't need to, they still say, "I wish for Life," before the 'dead' person returns to their body. If this causes some recently dead guy a block away to suddenly wake up fine, sue them. They're causing miracles over here, be grateful!

Now imagine something happens one day that causes a human mortal that also works for the company in some regard to bare witness to GIGS' unhinged method of investigation. They're playing with cursed objects like toys, purposefully triggering hunts, and—

Unnamed is sitting in the van watching the camera closely when it happens. They've been tasked as a fifth, no wait, sixth member of the legendary GIGS crew for the day, since there's apparently a girl named Gem that subs in for Scar half the time. They're thinking that, sure, this team's been a bit reckless so far, but who are they to judge? These guys are THE professionals, after all. However, this viewpoint quickly gets decimated.

"HahAHA Scar's dead!" Unnamed's head snaps up at Grian's outburst. They, being the normal person they are, respond reasonably, "Wait, agent Scar is dead-?!" A pause followed by a realization, "Why the hell are you laughing-?!"

Grian, who came back into the van for candles since they were going to do an Onryo test before it started hunting, suddenly remembers that humans don't think death is funny. Right. Need to fix that slip up.

"Uhm... out of shock, I think?" Wow, A+ excuse, he mentally berates himself. Think Grian, think! Humans have that thing called grief, right? And isn't the first stage of that denial? Bingo! "I.. I'm sorry, I think I'm just.. in denial?" Grian wants to slap himself. Great idea, horrible execution. Unnamed clearly didn't buy it.

Thankfully, that mess was interrupted, "Hey guys, I found the monkey paw. Should I use it to bring Scar back?" Impulse says over the radio. Skizz and Grian are quick to agree, the latter also using the distraction to rush out of the van and that conversation with the candles.

It takes a moment to click, but Unnamed suddenly realizes, "Wait, are you guys gonna use a cursed item to bring Agent Scar back-?! Look, I know you all are mourning, but that is under all circumstances forbidden!" They take a breath in disbelief, "That could have unforeseen consequences!"

Skizz pipes up, not even trying to be subtle, "Well, duh. The consequences are what makes it fun!" Unnamed is interrupted by Impulse before they can rant about how bad of an idea this is—, "Yeah you say that until you're the one that has to deal with them," he chuckles.

Skizz, in blind yet playful rage, bites the bait, "Fine then! Give me the monkey paw, and I'll wish Scar back to life myself!"

Skizz does this and dies, and they can practically hear him complaining from beyond the grave. Impulse snaps a picture of his corpse as they make fun of the position he's in, his back bent backward. Unnamed is frozen in shock in the van as they listen to Skizz's friends, including a newly revived Scar, laugh at their own friend's demise. Oh god, they're surrounded by psychopaths. These guys take all the hardest jobs, of course they've gone crazy—

Unnamed, after spiraling for an unknown amount of time, looks over to the activity chart to see that there is a hunt going on. This gives them some time to collect their thoughts, only for that little composure to immediately be shattered when as soon as the hunt ends, Grian barks out a laugh, "Oh Scar! He's died AGAIN!", "Oh nooo!" Impulse follows along with a chuckle. Unnamed is on the verge of hyperventilating.

The two remaining GIGS return to the van and ignore Unnamed's impending panic attack. Grian tells Impulse that the hunt started right after the third candle blew out, so he thinks it's an Onryo. "I mean we do already have orbs, but I wasn't getting freezing temps and that ghost just wasn't answering spirit box." Impulse counters.

"Listen, I know I was spirit boxin' it pretty good,"—Unnamed shudders at that. The second-hand cringe they felt listening to Grian's "WHERE ARE YOUUU-?!" was indescribable—"but my gut is really telling me it's an Onryo! Besides, we've had ghosts that just refused to talk before."

"Your gut is usually right," Impulse mutters. "Look, we've got one of two evidence and a successful Onryo test, so I say we gag since Scar and Skizz are dead." Grian says. Impulse still looks unsure, "I just feel like it's too soon. One evidence is hardly enough, and that Onryo test could be a fluke."

They have completely forgotten Unnamed is there at this point, and they don't exactly feel like attracting attention to themself as they wilt like a flower in the corner, pondering their life choices.

Grian relents a bit, "Okay how about this, we ask Scar and Skizz if we should gag or continue investigating, fair?" Impulse nods, "Fair."

Unnamed looks up a little, concerned on how exactly they plan to consult their dead friends. They're beginning to think there's a high likelihood they'll quit tonight, and they're definitely going to need a therapist after all this.

Impulse speaks up over the radio despite them all being in the truck, "Alright guys, come get your clipboards!" Unnamed stares on in something akin to horror as two of the clipboards up on the wall start hovering. Impulse's voice is somehow too loud and too quiet at the same time, "Alright, throw your clipboards on the keyboard if we should continue, and throw them on the floor if we should gag."

Both clipboards are now being repeatedly picked up and tossed on the floor of the van by an invisible force. 'Forces,' they correct themself mentally, as it slowly dawns on them that these ghosts are actually Scar and Skizz, and isn't THAT a mind-twister?

Impulse looks slightly disappointed but smiles good-naturedly anyway, "You guys wanna gag? Alrighty then, check off Onryo and let's go!"

This is the moment that Impulse suddenly remembers Unnamed's existence, looking slightly worried at their lack of input, "You okay?" He turns his head, "Grian don't go yet, Unnamed hasn't given their opinion." Grian grumbles out a 'fine', and Impulse looks back at them, "You wanna gag, or should we contin–" Unnamed interrupts, "Just get me outta here please," they near-whisper.

Impulse looks them over and remembers that humans aren't meant to be that pale and hesitantly asks, "You uh... feeling sick?" He looks over to Grian for help, and Unnamed could swear they heard Grian sassily mumble, "Don't look at me, I dunno how humans work either," but they had to be hearing things, because that just doesn't make sense, surely.

"Impulse, lets just go and pass Unnamed onto someone who actually knows what they're doing," Grian grumbles, clearly frustrated. Impulse still looks concerned (at least he's trying), but concedes since, yeah, they really don't know what they're doing, do they?

As Grian starts the truck, Unnamed notices that Scar and Skizz's bodies are suddenly in the truck. Did– did Grian leave while Impulse looked them over? That had only lasted for a few seconds though, Grian couldn't possibly have dragged them in in that time, could he? It's like they were just teleported in here. Unnamed is really going to need that therapist, and maybe some kind of hallucination medication too...

While staring into space and down at the keyboard in misery, Unnamed distantly hears the sounds of someone cracking their joints and grunting noises to accompany it. They fully snap to attention, however, when they hear the people's voices.

Scar makes a sound of discomfort as he snaps his neck back into place, "Oh void, gonna feel that in the mornin'," he mutters to himself. Skizz on the other hand lets out a whoop at the satisfying crack in his back, before immediately thrusting into bickering with Impulse.

"Dipple-Dop, you killed me!" Skizz exclaims, and Unnamed gets the feeling that they should cover their ears, like a child does when their parents fight. "ME-?! You're the one who used the monkey paw!" Impulse retorts. Skizz, "Well, you shouldn't have given it to me!" Impulse, "But you literally asked me for it!" Skizz, "Well, I wouldn't have if you didn't instigate me!" Impulse, "Oh, come on! You..."

Unnamed tunes them out and focuses on Scar and Grian, all thoughts having left their head out of pure shock, believing this must be some twisted fever dream. It makes sense, they think, they have been tasked with reviewing GIGS' reports for the past month after all.

In truth, the only reason Unnamed is here in the first place is because Skizz didn't read a form before signing it. With their previous check, GIGS received a form that was asking about sending someone to monitor and review their methods and see if they're fit to formally become employees. It was really just an effort to get to know something about these mysterious volunteers, though.

Skizz, however, just skimmed the part gushing about how much the company appreciates their hard work and the benefits of becoming real hires, not actually reading the part about the employee evaluation, assuming they were just going to get the rewards. He signed it and wrote down the GIGS Crew email address he created a minute ago, hence why Unnamed is now here. Yippie.

They tune into Grian and Scar's conversation as they vaguely register Impulse and Skizz's continued, albeit quieter, bickering in the background. Scar is griping about the crick in his neck, "Why do you guys always have to leave a guy in the most uncomfortable positions, huh?" Grian responds blunty with zero hesitation, "Because it's funny," he snorts.

Unnamed tunes them out too as their brain starts to reboot enough to process that they are supposed to be dead. Why are they not dead-?!

Grian notices Unnamed staring in the corner and clears his throat above everyone else's chatter, making a gesture towards them once he has their attention. Unnamed can feel their heart sink straight through the floor, and a metaphorical noose tighten around their neck.

He looks over at Scar and Skizz, "You two really couldn't wait to get back up, could you? Remember, we. have. COMPANY!" Grian punctuates each word in that statement with a clap.

The two sheepishly look over at Unnamed while Impulse looks mildly panicked. Scar and Impulse were cooking up some half-baked excuses, and Skizz is malfunctioning when Grian sighs and relents a bit, "Okay, we're really not being that subtle anyway, are we?"

Scar is spewing a ridiculous explanation in the background, "They uh, shocked us back to life while you weren't looking, yeah!" A whisper from Skizz shuts him up, "I'm no expert, but I don't think that's how that works, buddy." Scar deflates a bit, "But that's all I've got..." Skizz rubs a comforting hand on his back, "I know, dude, at least ya' tried."

Before Unnamed can get enough of a grip on themself and ask what in the hell is happening, the ride ends, simultaneously having taken an eternity and also been way too short.

Grian slips out of the driver seat and ushers them outside quickly, them now standing in front of the company's main building looking lost. "Wait!" Impulse stops Grian from driving off, "You forgot your employee evaluation sheet. It looks oddly blank..." Impulse trails off before snapping out of his stupor, "Sorry! Didn't mean to pry. I'm probably not meant to read that, huh?" He slips the report into Unnamed's hand when they don't take it on their own.

"Oh, and would you mind taking in our report for this job too?" Despite the lack of a response, Impulse slips the report into their hands anyway, "Thanks, pleasure working with you! Sorry for any disturbances we many of caused." Impulse calls out as he steps back into the vehicle, Grian driving away as soon as the door closes, as if driving away will solve all their problems.

Unnamed starts to mindlessly wander inside the building, robotically turning in the report and submitting their evaluation sheet for review, one to the standard job review department and one to HQ. 'It really is a bit blank, huh?' They think passively. They're not really there, still feeling like they're floating in nothingness, but it's the first coherent thought they've had regarding reality in a while, so they'll take anything at this point.

Before they know it, they've found their way into the overnight stay room. Most investigations occur at night, so they have two rooms with sectioned off areas, each area containing a twin bed and a nightstand. It would look uncannily like a hospital if the nightstands were metal instead of wood.

They look up at the clock in the room and distantly note that its 2:17 am. Barely acknowledging that, they ungracefully flop onto the nearest available bed and pass out unceremoniously, not even taking off their shoes. The last thing to cross their mind before drifting off into a dreamless sleep is absolute certainty that this must just be a really strange nightmare induced by lack of proper sleep, and with that, they are at peace.

~

Unnamed hazily blinks their eyes open the next morning to see a silhouette sitting on their bedside, vaguely recognizing them as their friend, Unidentified. They can't focus on that though, only signing in relief now that that disturbing dream was over, writing it off as nerves for the upcoming job with GIGS. They're probably completely normal people, if a bit unorthodox.

This illusion is quickly shattered, though, because as soon as Unnamed is conscious enough to listen, their friend speaks, "So, how was it?" Unidentified stares at them with clear excitement, bouncing up and down a bit where they sat.

Unnamed, still pitifully oblivious, tilts their head in confusion, "How was what?" It's Unidentified's turn to be confused, "What do you mean, 'How was what?' The job with GIGS, obviously!" Unidentified exclaims incredulously.

Unnamed's face slowly morphs into one of unbridled horror as they realize that that wasn't a dream.

The next thing they know, they've sat up, fully awake, getting up and brushing themself off. Unidentified quickly switches from excited to worried, "Unnamed, are you okay?"

Unnamed can barely recall how to string together the sounds they call language to reply, "Yeah, I uh... I just need to go report something to HQ." Before Unidentified can respond, Unnamed has rushed out the door, straightening out their attire so that they look at least somewhat presentable in front of the company's head.

They file a request for an immediate meeting with the higher-ups, stressing the importance of it. They add that it has to do with Team GIGS as an afterthought, hoping it'll peak their curiosity.

And so Unnamed sits there, standing in the lobby with pumping adrenaline as they come to terms with a stark truth:

The GIGS crew is not human.

~•~

Bonuses!

POV GIGS Before:

"Look, Grian, I know you don't wanna leave the van, but this time you have to!" Impulse tries to reason, though he knows he's fighting a losing battle.

Grian refuses to relent, gaze boring into Impulse with several Eyes, "But whyyyy?!"

Impulse lets out an exhausted sigh, he's been at this for a while, "You know why, an inspector is going to be hunting with us this time, and they're human! We have to give them van duty or else they could die in the house. Like actually die."

Grian let's out an indignant whine, his wings puffing out in defiance, "And? There's gonna be five of us, can't we both just be in the van or something?"

"Grian, you and I both know that out of everyone here, except for maybe Gem, you get along with humans the least. You don't even try to be friendly!" Impulse counters. He can see Grian's resolve beginning to falter as he continues, "You don't wanna be stuck in the van with a 'strange mortal' the whole time, do you?" He uses air quotes, trying to speak Grian's language, and it's working.

Grian visibly deflates a little bit, crossing his arms and looking away as he bites out a bitter, "no." He's staring with only two eyes now, so that's progress Impulse thinks.

Skizz finally cuts in, not having wanted to get involved when Grian was still yelling, but will now that he's somewhat calm, "Listen buddy, it's not like you've never left the van before! You do it whenever Gemstone joins us, and sometimes when a bunch of us are dead!" Skizz chuckles a bit, "It's nothin' you haven't done before, G-Sharp."

Grian fully deflates this time, tension releasing from his body as looks at his feet and heaves a sigh of his own, "Fiiiine. The stupid human can have the vaaaan." He pouts, but it's the best they're going to get so they take it.

Impulse finally lets out a breath of relief, glad that he's avoided the possible murder of their inspector. Void, he really feels like a single mom sometimes.

~•~

POV GIGS After:

Grian is most definitely driving faster than the speed limit allows, not that he particularly cares. That went horribly, the human saw Scar and Skizz revive themselves for Void's sake!

In truth, they were never really dead. They really just couldn't bend their death-related rules they set for a day, huh? He has the urge to bury his face in the steering wheel as he drives. "This is why I avoid mortals," he grumbles to himself.

~

When they arrive at their designated "ghost hunting lobby," as they call it, they all devolve into various states of stress.

Grian face-plants into sofa and screams into a throw pillow, Eyes forming and popping around his head like lava. Impulse is pacing around the room like a maniac, pointed tail swishing back and forth in distress. Scar sits on the armchair, fiddling with his cane and pushing a hand through his hair, his eyes practically stapled open, gazing into space. Skizz just kind of stands there, his tail also swishing in anxiety as he dreads the inevitable.

Scar finally shatters the silence, "Now, I don't wanna point fingers, but," he points at Skizz, "kinda your fault, Skizz." There it is, there's what Skizz was dreading.

He tries to defend himself anyways, "Alright listen, I know that most of this is my fault for signing that dumb form, but you can't deny that we all messed up at least a little bit."

Impulse stops pacing at that. Grian doesn't move from his misery on the sofa, not reacting at all.

"I- yeah, Skizz is right. We all kind of screwed up. I think our main problem was how casually we acknowledged death. It's surprisingly easy to forget that humans don't view life as a game..." Impulse rubs the back of his neck, guilty.

Skizz still looks apologetic though, "Yeah, just know I'm really sorry about that. Maybe don't put me on mail duty anymore."

Scar stands up, his skin having taken on a blue blue sheen, his edges a little sharper, and small translucent wings behind him. "It's okay man, I probably would have done the same thing," he picks up a Jellie that's winding in between his legs, "plus we both kinda revived while Unnamed was right there, so you can't take all the blame for that."

"Thanks dude, that means a lot." Skizz slings an arm over Scar's shoulder.

Grian finally sits up, "So what happens now?" All heads turn to him, their stares questioning.

Eyes have never bothered Grian, since he has more of them, so he stands up fully and elaborates, "Well, within the next few days, the company is gonna know we're not human. What exactly do we do now?" A contemplating pause followed by a sad voice, "Do we... have to quit ghost hunting?"

The room goes deathly quiet. They... didn't think about that. Even Skizz and Scar look crestfallen. It's Impulse who pipes up, "No, we don't." he says surprisingly self-assured, all eyes now on him.

Impulse continues on, "I mean, Skizz and I just kinda showed up one day and they couldn't get rid of us, them knowing what we are isn't gonna change that. How exactly would they stop us?" The crew looks a little less depressed at that.

"Plus," Impulse looks hesitant for a moment, "Unnamed's reaction to death reminded me of how fragile human life really is, so even if we're only doing this for fun," he looks to each of them, "it makes me feel like we're protecting them, even if just by taking the lethal jobs."

Skizz perks up at the notion, and Scar breaks out into a grin, waltzing over to Impulse and slinging an arm over his shoulder. Jellie wanders off to go paw at Grian, who's sat back down, still squeezing that throw pillow.

Scar has regained his aura of grandeur, as he joins Impulse in cheering them up, "Yeah, I like that! We're helping by dying where they can't!" He looks very excited at the thought.

It's Skizz's turn to join the building huddle, an arm finding it's way on Impulse's other shoulder. "Oh yeah! Good guy Skizzleman, saving mortals from the horrors of death!" He pumps a fist in the air.

Grian gets up, Jellie trailing behind, and reluctantly joins the hug, arms around Scar and Skizz and his wings around all of them. "I don't care what happens to those humans, but whatever," grian mumbles. Impulse just smiles fondly at him, because despite how he pretends not to, Impulse can see just how much Grian truly cares. He doesn't have to understand mortals to care for them.

The soft moment is interrupted by a ding from Skizz's phone. They untangle their arms as Skizz checks what it is.

He perks up excitedly, "Oh, it's our report's review for the job!" He chuckles a bit, "If one good thing came out of signing that form, it's that we now get almost instant results!"

He clicks on the email, eager to see if they guessed right. Spoiler, they did not.

"What-?!" His face contorts to one of disbelief, "A Mare-?! How?" Grian shoots up at Skizz's outburst, clearly upset.

"What-?! Yeah how-?! That thing wasn't turning off any lights!" He squawks indignantly, a few Eyes floating over Skizz's shoulder to read it himself.

Scar looks wholly unaffected, "Eh, I don't really know how we got Onryo in the first place, I was too busy being dead."

Impulse seems to slowly come to a conclusion, "Well, if you think about it, we weren't really turning the lights on to begin with," his voice picks up a bit, "We were putting so many candles out for the Onryo test, that—"

Skizz finishes, "We stopped turning on the breaker 'cause the candlelight was enough!"

None of them have to turn around to see Grian facepalming, the scream of frustration enough for them to paint that picture themselves, "I hate this game!"

Grian isn't done with his rampage, "But wait, doesn't Mare also need spirit box?" He looks to Impulse for confirmation, and continues once he gets a nod, "But I did spirit box so well though! I had great coverage."

Impulse puts up a hand placatingly, "Yeah, I agree, you did spirit box pretty good, but we were on Nightmare, so spirit box probably just probably wasn't one of the two random evidence."

Grian crosses his arms, "Or maybe it's because someone," he casts a glare at Impulse, though he means nothing malicious by it, "just had to prestige, leaving us with shoddy level 1 equipment." He sighs however, "But you're probably right. We didn't really look that hard for Ghost Writing, did we?"

He wanders off to grumble to himself a little longer, and they all laugh at Grian's pity-party. They end up sitting on sofa together for a while, just chatting about things they couldn't talk about while Unnamed was there.

Impulse is telling a story from Hermitcraft earlier that day, but he stops when Gem comes up in it, paling, "Oh Void..."

Impulse's face unravels into one of dread, a realization forming, "Gem's gonna smack us all upside the head for this." Oh. Oh no. They all shudder in unison. They're screwed.

~•~

Thanks for reading my little self-indulgent AU-idea turned into a fic!

This was originally meant to just be an AU idea, but I blinked and I'd written a whole fic, so yeah.

I think I'll edit this a bit and post it on Ao3 too of that interests anyone.

Feel free to use the idea however you want, just tag me, I wanna see what you do :)

[im-smart-i-swear]

survivor

^heres a slight alt version cause i couldnt decide whichever i liked best lol!!!

overall im really quite proud of this, i started this out as just a loose sketch not rlly knowing if ill even finish it bc of how complex the thing is, but i somehow did it???? yay?????????? the perspective/sizing of objects is a liiiittle wack n i kinda lost steam when doing the dead clones n it SHOWS lol but whatever, this is still the most complex piece ive dont in FOREVER, and also i am really patting myself on the back for the fucking ship. like JESUS first of all i had to rewatch the black paladins n take a fuck ton of screenshots to decide what parts of the cloning facitlity or whatever it is to include, n then i had to DRAW IT and it was SUCH A PAIN but! after i laid down the sketch n blocked in the colors it went surprisingly well?? and also this whole piece was done with almost no multiply layers for shading, i did most of it '''''by hand''''', so thats just yknow. another thing i put much more effort into than usual but i think it payed off, theres only so much u can do w multiply, sometimes you just gotta go in and draw the fucking shadows yourself!!!!

(i suppose this could thechnically be funky guys related, i can def see it fitting into that aus world, it can absolutely be interpreted as buddy right after the events of the episode, but i do kinda like to imagine it as an entirely seperate thing? like a bleaker timeline where no other clones survive the crash and kuron slowly dies from untreated wounds, malnutrition, dehydration and exposure<33333 yay!)

[fffanii]

06.22.24

[razztazzel]

Opposite dw au is back on⁉️⁉️Until I figure out dandy’s design this thing will be unnamed for a bit

They all have designed twisteds except for CeeCee at the moment, but I’ll show them to you anyway!

[relovaaa]

Apollodyssey Cast List

Odysseus - Apollo

Penelope - Percy (not fem, just to be clear) (again, nothing against fem!Percy, it's just not my thing)

Telemachus - Grover (I do have Perpollo kid OCs but my idea will make sense eventually I swear)

Eurylochus - Meg

Polites - Jason

Athena - Demos (OC)

Polyphemus - Caligula (I’m not sorry)

Anticlea - Leto

Tiresias - Rachel

Apollo - Aristo (OC)

Antinous - Zephyros

Named suitors - Eros, Annabeth (to be clear this wasn't my original plan, but with all the changes I made this was all I could think of for her) (dw she won't be Annabitch, I have a whole arc planned out)

Named crew - Reyna (Perimedes) and Dakota (Elpenor)

Unnamed suitors - various people who have wanted to date Percy and/or been known to mess with Apollo’s love life

Unnamed crew - Members of CHB and CJ

Artemis and Athena will have roles, I'm just keeping those under wraps until the fic is published.

All the other characters I haven’t mentioned will remain the same as in EPIC unless inspiration strikes, in which case I will update you guys.

Also, this AU is inspired by @aphrobeesiacs' “Antinouiad”, so go check her out!

[nocturne-side-blog]

˖⁺‧₊˚ WIP Tag Game ˚₊‧⁺˖

When you're tagged, share the names of each wip doc you have no matter how ridiculous! Tag as many people as you have WIPS, if you can. Open asks to talk about these WIPS!

Thanks for the tag, @aegon-targaryen! I've actually done this one before and it was so long, but it's somehow managed to get longer... Gonna divide it into categories this time to make more sense of my insanity. 💀

As always, I'm open to answering questions about them! ♡

Fic Update WIPs

WIPs for chapter updates.

The Mage’s Lantern (Doc 2)

Stone Fate

Forget me Not

Origins of Calamity

totk rewrite

Unreleased Fic WIPs

Multi-chapters I haven't posted yet.

my tloz 1986 lore abyss + ROG Plotline

crack au + crack fic

Anachronism

Age of Imprisoning

Wait for Me

The Ancient Era

well excuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

in another life

three eras

Hero's Awakening

calamity au

Yeah

Spy x Family: The Unseen Files (not zelda sorry lol)

ace attorney thing idk

HE'S GOT AN ATTITUDE

plumbing's our game

One Shot WIPS below the break, there's a lot. ^^"

One Shot WIPs

WIPs for one shots.

Voe & You

Voe & Me

I'm Home

Ash on the Wind

Divine Disappointment

Unsung Hero

Slow Dance

Something Human

Ballad of the Pirate Queen

(title something to do with colors)

Somewhere Before

To Wait for Millinnea

Mortal Growth

zelda borrows link's clothes or something

bokoblin study + monster ecosystem

If Boats could Talk (They'd Tell You Stories of the Wars They've Seen)

midna diary

albw zelda gets caught

Hero's Shade story thing

sage avatar therapy

Midnight at Hateno Bay

link sure hopes zelda's alive and not a dragon

Home Away from Home

A Prophecy Fufilled

knockoff zelink

Sheik's Lies

scrapper :(

Stick in the Mud

Circadian Rhythm

The Latest Rumors

Feeling "Thank You"

Fit for a Princess

My Voice

Condé's Hot Chocolate

Last Time We Met...

Foreboding Discovery

My Destiny

The Gift of Your Time

A Pirate's Grace

mural

shopping

sick fic

Watch of the Descendant

Ivy

Kiss and Tell

The New Guard (auru pov)

all the time in the world

legally blonde good ending (????)

Cut Strings; Princess's Lament

zelink hildavio double date

Save You from Me

Trials of Hylia

Tangled Bait

IAL Vignettes

About a dozen other unnamed concepts in my idea doc.

Original Legend Concepts

Worldbuilding and writing WIPs for original TLOZ stories. Many of them have multiple docs, so I went with the ones I have been using the most with them lately.

almost-swapped-but-not-really

Modern AU Wordlbuilding + Modern AU Idea Dumping

Sea of the Hidden City

Dream Spinner Ideas

Imminent Darkness

fairytale aus

Era of Malice

wots out of order

Sages of Hyrule

Legends Crossed

zelda ttrpg + zelda fighting game

DW COMIC TRANSCRIPT

THE FABLE OF HYRULE...

more I am too lazy to dig for

Wilting Heart

Strings of Darkness

Art WIPs

return of ganon sketch concepts

gentleman

att refs

commission

(insert all the sketches for tml cover redraws here I'm not listing all that)

fmn banner

other stuff I probably am forgetting

I think this most of it, I got a bit lazy here and there keeping track so I clumped things together. Most of my stuff has 2-4 docs. I definitely can't tag this many people because I don't know that many, but I'll try to tag as many as possible who I haven't seen tagged already. 🫡

✦ Tagging...

@cherrysalsa @hurricane105 @mistresslrigtar @leiladebees @zeldadiarist @aheavenscorner @linktheacehero @dubiiousfood @skyyknights @karama9 @amelias-hart @musical-chan @citrinediamondeyes @cetaseok @mailrebel @michpat6 @minstrelsmusings @ladye-zelda @isasan347 @pastelsandpining

And anyone else who would like to participate! :)

[slightlyhopefulromantic]

REFERENCE TIME!!

Specifically for unnamed Oakster AU because I love them

(Done in a picrew because I haven't had the time to draw them, sorry. But picrew for those that want it https://picrew.me/share?cd=OoMaLlWVzI )

Jodies horns aren't important at all so dw :3

Also, I will draw them eventually!

Probably a ship art knowing me.

fellas, is it gay to be sworn to another man and also wear matching necklaces

[clanofjones]

Hiatus Update ^^

@theosb0rnway, @spicy-apple-pie, @finnstir, @kallmefren, @justamuppet, @mostlyvoid-partiallyturtles, @fanatess, @justletmereadmycomics, @thecranialbones, @alolaartista:

I'm officially back from my hiatus! You may have/probably noticed that I've still been active on Tumblr these past few days, and you'd be correct. My social battery has been NONEXISTENT, and I've been in a state of recovery, which is why I haven't sent this out earlier. Hiatus probably isn't the right word, but IDK *shrugs*

ME NEWS:

I will have to go on another similar break in the first week of October, and another in the last week of May. If you'd like to know then just message me, dw.

NOW, FOR STUFF (that I could probably message individual people for but I'm tired and we're mass posting ig)

tagging people who I know are co-creating or interested in certain projects of mine, but all (even those I didn't tag) to peruse my wares :)

Ghosts of Our Days- @theosb0rnway, @kallmefren, @justamuppet

Okay I'm actually proud of this one-

I MADE A SHORT ANIMATIC FOR GoOD!!

*dances*

BUT

It contains vague spoilers for an upcoming chapter so it's on the back burner for now. I am SO EXCITED for the masses to see this one! For such a short and, in the grand scheme of animations, unremarkable thing, it took about two months :/

SO CHERISH ITTTT

14, while on the way, is going to be a bit on account of many things. We've got lives, you've got lives, we chilling.

Of Mutants, Mystics, and Magic- @finnstir, @theosb0rnway

I do have an update in the making! Finn, you might wanna check out the AU acc for the newer updates, but no pressure! (AU acc is @of-mutants-mystics-and-magic for searching convenience :))

Cardinal Rules- @theosb0rnway, @fanatess, @thecranialbones

New updates for my second ROTTMNT fic are coming out on Ao3 and Tumblr this weekend! I'm trying a new update schedual where I finish one multichap fic and post the entirety of a solo-chapter fic at once. EX: I finish this one, and post a lil one-shot, that way when y'all finish a fic, there's going to be something else!

I'm hi-key really proud of this one, so YAY!!

MISC/Unnamed/TBD projects

@alolaartista, I'm making headway with that art I was telling you about, and I will message you it! I also have a written snippet to add to the pile-

@spicy-apple-pie- >:3

I am making YOU a *m y s t e r y t h i n g*

@... EVERYONE ELSE!

My 12!Rasey and Rise!Casey Jr stuff is my most popular stuff, and I approve of your tastes LOL

SO I'm going to be dropping another 12!Rasey ship dynamic + some Casey Jr art for the soul soon!

[minkkumaz]

the melon chart is over tiktok and twitter! im pretty sure if u search up “boynextdoor charting melon”. but on tiktok theres a translated version by @/sunghanbinna .. it was made 6 days ago and the view count is 441.2K, the cover video is sungho :))

the videos so cute <3

AND OO smau ideas,, for short lil smaus okag okay.

SO! (i sorta looked back on them all and they mostly seem like short fics instead of texting hcs.)

BONEDO

sungho: readers walking around the park when this random guy wouldnt stop tryna talk to them!! reader ends up telling sungho and he arrives SO fast. #iloveprotectivemen

riwoo: riwoo who sends pictures to s/o saying, “this reminded me of you :)”

jaehyun: reader finds a unnamed bouquet outside their front door, tells their bff jaehyun over text. (jaehyun pretends to be shocked, even though he sent the flowers). little does jaehyun know the reader has those doorbells that record cctv on what happens outside their house!

taesan: reader falls asleep on facetime so he texts the reader sweet words and just re-confesses his love all over again (hes WHIPPED!) before he also sleeps. (dw he’ll definitely stay on facetime!)

leehan: “leehan would you love me if i was a deadly fish virus..” (aka. would you love me if i was a worm)

woonhak: playing game pigeon with him! loser has to treat the other one to a icecream date >_<

all: bonedo boys as the readers bff, but each member has their own route(?) like for example, lets say the reader is crushing on woonhak so they tell jaehyun,leehan,sungho,taesan & riwoo abt it!!

reader: guys omg woonhak literally looked at me he wants me so bad.. 😭🙏🙏🙏

riwoo: ?

jaehyun: oh..! okay!! yeah 😅😅😅😅😅☠️😅

8TURN

myungho: hear me out on this. playing hard to get myungho, who acts uninterested whenever the reader texts him.. but recently hes been smiling a lot more on his phone whenever he sees the readers texts pop up on his notif bar!!

jaeyun: okay so, yk how when jaeyun replies to fans, his replies r just rlly funny?? IDK IF YKWIM cause i see him responding to fans and hes just so unserious LOL, but like one day sassy jaeyun and sassy reader sass eachother to no end and end up goin viral on social media for their cheeky interactions LMAO

minho: stop okay omg how about like before minho posts on twitter/instagram he asks the reader which photo they like the most >< I wanna compliment and hype him up so bad hes so GRGDHSJDJ

yoonsung: texting haemin as a joke about confessing to yoonsung with those omlette rice ketchup writings, but accidentally sending the text to yoonsung instead LMAO

haemin: his reaction when the reader buys him manchester city soccer tickets!! i wanna spoil him so bad TT

kyungmin: HIGHSCHOOL AU SNEAKING TEXTS IN BETWEEN CLASSES. theres a cellphone ban at school but he just cant resist!!

yungyu: honestly im 100% sure u have many brainrots of texting yungyu so its up to u!! but personally id love to see yungyu commenting under the readers latest insta post going like, “im better than ur bf” “give me a chance” even tho the readers already dating him. YK?

seungheon: during a 8turn concert, that the reader can’t unfortunately attend, they watch it live on like tv and the reader ends up texting seungheon during the whole performance and just gushing abt him, so like a few hours after the performance he checks his phone to see like 500+ msgs full of adoration and compliments. (he ends up getting teased by all the members hehehehehdiei)

OVERALL ANY OF THOSE IDEAS CAN BE FOR ANYONE!! when i imagine things i like to label a person on it so it can feel more real to me ><

-🍉

STOP BECAUSE WHY DO I ACTUALLY WANNA DO EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THESE IDEAS HELLOOO fuck ur actgually so smart i'm sweating a little bit.

omg i don't even know what to respond with to all of these they're all so interesting AGHH AND THEY'RE SO FITTING

i must say i would absolutely CLEARRRRRRRRRR woonhaks ass on wordhunt like i'm genuinely the best wordhunt player known to man (debatable)

i also have to comment on the yoonsung one though THAT'S SO CUTE i lovelvoelovleioeol LOVE the trope of accidentally confessing to idols over text like i swear i eat those up for breakfast lunch and dinner, i probably will do something like that LMAOO

AND YES YUNGYU OMGAKJSHBFSKJHBF stop i just published some yungyu texts im probably gonna do an ot8 ver of slowly falling in love like i love that trope too its so ><

THANK U ANON IM IN TEARS THESE R SO ADORBALE

[eclipsepuppies]

DW: UNNAMED AU ART DUMP

i say art dump like theres more than two things that I have done that I can post but whatever

^ part one of the sketch comic thing I'm making for it! I'll drop actual information when I finish up references and fill in my plot holes the best I can(/finish the fic I might make for it oops)

and have a little painting thing i did of Vee in this au :3

[brick-a-doodle-do]

For the unnames vampire au does Tommy look like a tiny human in this au or more animalisitic? Also what would you say Tommy's outfit and borrowing gear would look like for no reason in particular?

(sorry if either of these have been asked before I don't really remember if they have been)

tommy has a pretty human design! (i think...oh well i'm making it canon now) if anything was inhuman about him it would just be that his senses, reflexes, instincts, etc. are a little sharper than a normal human's would be, cause yk borrowers are NOT humans :)

aaas for his clothing design i'd say it's pretty basic, lots of cloaks & poorly sewn pants. he makes his stuff mainly out of wilbur's clothing because his closet is basically overflowing with clothing tommy has never even seen him wear, so it's not like he's gonna miss it much lol

but i DID however have a thought! after tommy learns about the whole vampire thing, of course he wants to research it more! so expressing this, he's given exclusive access to the internet to look up what he needs AND a bonus movie marathon with the three on vampire movies, to which sbi points out the things they got wrong and the things they got right :D

and in addition to learning all of this vampire stuff (especially the more like stereotypical vampire media) he makes a cloak to resemble a "classic vampires'" and it becomes his pride and joy for weeks :] he just sulks around the counter "all mysterious and shit" (his words)

dw anon idk half of the things i make canon, i learn new information about my aus every day :D just yesterday i had to look up where i was going with swapped cause i COMPLETELY forgot </3

and thank you for the lovely questions :3

[sweet-little-dude]

grrr grr grrrr i just realised that i got the kasumi timeline wrong in my head... i also i realised that i was very unspecific abt which timeline she’s from lmao i forgot that akkun dies in like three timelines in a row whoops. anyways i am UPSET bc it was the one in which he jumps off a building but apparently it’s the one at the end of s1. well fuck. my brainrot is in the other timeline and i do NOT feel like changing my brainrot so ig he can be married to her in more than one timeline. more love 👍

but also. why did i think i remembered him mentioning a wife in that timeline... ??

anyways. which timeline did you think we were in bc now i’m interested in that lmao

also usually i’m very good at keeping things in the correct timeline now i’m upset i confused smth even if it’s such a minor thing but grr

also. thinking of fucking everything and making akkuyasumi canon in every timeline in the akkuyasumi au bc i CAN and we should love akkun’s unnamed wife more i think. and i am also considering writing them into my naokisa fic... as a treat.....

NO CUZ I THOUGHT YOU WERE TALKING ABT BARBER AKKUN YEAH!!! i don't believe dead by rooftop (💀💀) akkun had a wife so i immediately thought of barber akkun yeah. i can see him as such a happy family man :(( its alr tho!!! dw abt it too much :)

YESSSSSS AS YOU SHOULD BUT IF IT ENDS UP AS ANGST IM GONNA EXPLODE 😇😇😇

[ao3feed-ateez]

Fire and Ice

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/KXIkm7R by nnnnnnnnnnn The barrier is invisible to any non-spirit, but ripples in waves of gold and white to Yunho. He smiles, pleased at the sight of a job well done. The satisfaction only lasts for a split second. Something is moving behind the flames, something large. Immediately on edge, Yunho steps forward. The barrier lets him pass, and the flames do nothing but lap at his clothes, unable to touch him. Past the distortion of the barrier, things are a little clearer. Deeper in the forest, where the flames are thicker, Yunho can now make out the shape of a large animal, moving quickly. He can’t tell what it is until it lifts its head, revealing a muzzle, pointed ears, and eyes that seem to be pressed closed. It’s fur is long and threaded through with flames, yellow and gold flickering along it’s spine and tail. “Bulgae,” Yunho whispers, taken aback by the sight. - An unexpected encounter. Words: 2643, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 1 of Mythology AU Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Jeong Yunho, Song Mingi, unnamed villagers Relationships: Jeong Yunho & Song Mingi (ATEEZ) Additional Tags: Korean Religion & Lore, Mythical Beings & Creatures, Forest Fires, side effects of lunar eclipses, Yunho is a good guy, mingi isn't having a great time, Shapeshifting, Bulgae Mingi, Haetae Yunho, freaking out, sometimes a running tackle is just what a friend needs, Mingi isn't named, but it's him dw, he just can't talk rn, First Meetings, Historical Fantasy, joseon era read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/KXIkm7R

[the-invisible-queer]

is spencey on your baseball team

We're still discussing the teams!!

He doesn't have a team yet

He's obviously a hitter so if y'all have any ideas, they are welcome!

Carson City Wolverines:

Jack Garrett - Coach

Matt Simmons - Pitcher

Derek Morgan - Hitter

Monty Montgomery - Stadium commentator

New York Crimsons:

David Rossi - Coach

Luke Alvez - Hitter

Phil Brooks - no position yet

Aaron Hotchner - no position yet

Unnamed Miami Team:

Mateo Cruz - Hitter

Still also deciding on how to include more characters

Leaning towards having Tara be the Crimsons' stadium commentator

Tagging @hey-dw since she's my co-creator for this AU