#havent abandoned this au yet

[moderntimeadventure]

Human Jake redesign bc I wasn't vibing with the old one

[romatito]

mmmm the pirate au is slowly turning into a multi-chaptered plotbunny that wont leave my head. so in the meantime pls take these designs while i work out whether im capable of focusing long enough to actually write it or not 🫡

[vincess-princess]

as we were falling: masterpost

should have made it a long time ago, i just thought there was no demand for it

Summary: The coreworld sparkles and shines in its skyscrapered glory, the midworld smothers its planets in industrial smoke, and the edgeworld fights tooth and nail against the inevitable human expansion. All of that rests on the shoulders of 'unpaid workforce' - or, more commonly, slaves, the resource now most in demand. Tommy and Nikki, just recently enslaved, now have to navigate the complicated hierarchy of the new age society - the society that doesn't tolerate slaves with opinions and ambitions of their own. Word count: 14k Warnings: slavery, violence, invasive medical practices, imprisonment and the like. Will be updated along the way.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

[inkedhorror]

oh when did that happen...

[pricemarshfield]

the thing about tgp au is that raphael is (metaphorically) in hell and tav is having a fucking ball. raphael is doing everything he can to make her miserable and tav is delighted to win each challenge (they are not winnable. she manages). and raphael HATES her for it. why is she having FUN this is the BAD PLACE not that she KNOWS THAT (she does know that. he doesn’t know she knows that) and this isn’t even getting into how they’re fucking from like week two. they are so UNWELL

[dalkyeom]

*flops down on you like a cat* chiiiiaaaaaaaa hello my beloved cherry blossom, how are you today? i answered the ask you sent me and i wanted to talk to you more so here we are ^^

i hope you're well my love, i wish you the best for the comeback, and may we both get our carat versions to squeal over 💕💕💕

Xaaaaaaan 😭 come hereee! amg same I think I’ll be more noisy around cb drop. I think I’m harnessing energy ever since the concept teasers like they looked so good my hand is having a marathon trying to draw at least Shua

also I miss you lots 😭 I hope you’re doing ok too! Recently aside from anticipating svt’s cb (and my pc collecting) I got into Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles again so I’ve been spending my free time watching the 2012 and Rise series lol

AND YES AAA manifesting you get Vernon’s 🥺 I joined a go so I could potentially claim Joshua’s (bc amg wow the concept the TEASERS 😭😭 holding you!! )

[adxrnunofficial]

have u read the pond child au comic by any chance :3

OH I SURE DID!

**Heavy positive rant here cuz i absolutely love this au**

*slight gore warning also*

(Please go check them out if you havent —-> https://pond-child-edd.tumblr.com/)

i really wanted to make a post like this before, when i saw the question in my inbox i knew it was my time to shine PFFT

Soo in recent weeks i wanted to check out the comic, since a lot of my friends loved it and said that i should read it and stuff…

i read the whole comic in 2 hours..

.

first of all, the plot is AMAZING!! i love zombie apocalypse/ survival plots smm, the classic era of eddsworld is a cherry on topp

and the DRAMA?? THE ANGST??? THE COMEDY??? AT THE SAME TIME??!? its just beautiful!!

second of all, the gangs personalities are the best, i especially like matts whole personality LIKE HE HAS THOSE NARCISSISTIC BEHAVIOURS THAT LITERALLY MADE A WHOLE CONFLICT IN THE COMIC (and abandonment issues ofc) , IDK IF HE IS AWARE OF HIMSELF BUT ITS JUST!! SO GO O D!! [ also the incident that included matt broke me so damn much X(( ]

AND THE TENSION / RIVALRY BETWEEN TORD AND MATT IS MAGNIFICENT. Ive actually never seen this kind of relationship between those in other fan content before, but im LOVING it!!

About Edd…

I LOVE HIM SO DAMN MUCH I DONT KNOW HOW TO EXPRESS IT BUT HE IS JUST DJHFJNRN!! I LOEV LOVE LOVE HIM TOO MUCH!!! (istg he needs to get some rest after what happend in the last chapter DJHDCD)

also tom is so cute wtf

(oh btw i love the fact that tords t shirt changes every pannel, its hella hilarious LOL)

third of all, the art and expressions are on the top 🏃‍♂️its so simple yet so impactful, I can see how much time and effort this comic took, and i RESPECT THAT SO DAMN MUCH!!!

I’ll definitely draw more fanarts w this au lololol

[tojisun]

dunno where this came from bc i honestly just wanted a short ramble and not smthn long but here we are :'D this is an extension from my rambling yesterday about simon x reader but it's a dowry of blood au (brides of dracula retelling). i havent finished the book yet tbh but if ur planning on reading it, i do just wanna give a warning that it's dark and prose-heavy

cw: death/massacre; blood drinking; vampire-turning and stuff; inaccurate references to dracula lore

the village is gone. burnt. fire crackles amidst the broken hymns of the dead—they don't sing, not anymore of course, but their losses are catastrophic. you never realized how the apocalypse could be so loud.

you stand at the centre of the chaos, bloodied. bruised. ruined. the lone survivor.

the only one who was lucky enough to be saved.

brought out from the pyre, you were dragged into the shadowed corners and hidden from the pillagers who slaughtered everyone you loved and everyone you knew. you shook in your grief, screams erupting from the base of your throat, but all were silenced by an ice-cold palm over your mouth.

"shh, little one," he said. the first of his words; the first of his kindness. "you must be quiet."

your fury sputtered into anguish, the loss descending to you like the first drop of snow. tears spring from your strained eyes, staining even his hand; you did not know how to compress the bloating agony that was pressing into your lungs. your only comfort was that he seemed to favour you enough to keep you safe, even if just for a moment. 

rain had fallen by then—it seemed like it knew that tragedy had struck this little place. it extinguished enough of the fire, washing away the smell of ashes and leaving only the pungence of iron. blood.

with it, your adrenaline wore off, and you began to feel the extent of your pain. of course, you were not unscathed, but you didn’t expect your body to be so brittle. 

you fell, tumbling into the muddy ground and right before his feet. you croaked in pain, lungs constricting. it was becoming a lot more difficult to breathe, to speak. you wondered why death came to you slowly.

he knelt down by your side, cold hand brushing away at your dirty hair. he was speaking to you softly, words passing through his lips in soft lilts. you struggled to hear him, your ears ringing, numb, as your mind pulsed in your skull.

you groaned, begging him to stop. to go away. you had nothing to pay him back with, nothing to entertain him, so you told him just as much. you told him to let you die in silence because how else could he save you?

“that is troubling,” was all he said, his words were rumbled from the depths of his chest like he hadn't used his voice in eons. 

you peeled your eyes open, wondering what it must be that he was after, then you finally saw what he was—pale skin gleaming underneath the moonlight with eyes dark like wine. he was not a human. he couldn’t have been one.

your mother told you tales of the wicked. of those cursed and abandoned by the almighty father—she told you of their beauty, of their wealth, of their hunger.

(they do not know how to love, she said as she tucked you underneath your sheets. they only know how to deceive.)

your body locked, heart congested with fear—your body knew then, didn’t it? that this being that held you close was far more terrifying than the invaders. that your body survived the fire, the greed of humanity, only to be devoured by the devil.

“please,” you whimpered, the will to live burning inside you once again. you didn’t care about the pillagers, you didn’t want their mercy, but this being. this creature of the dark, oh how you craved his clemency.

“please, save me.”

“i cannot save you,” he said. 

his hand fell to your throat, grasping it gently, almost reverently. he swiped his thumb along the expanse of your skin to feel the way you swallowed. 

“but i can help.”

you tried to reply, to beg once more, but the words could not be sounded out, your throat having been too ruined for any prayer. you shook with your desperation, turning your eyes to him to express your ragged hope. you prayed that he may see your plea. you prayed that he may bless you with his curse.

he smiled, fangs glinting before your eyes. then, he murmured, “of course.”

(mama? how do you know when your prayers are answered?

well, sometimes it starts off painful.

painful?

yes, little star. but then, it becomes euphoric. freeing. good suffering.)

his teeth tore into your skin, ripping apart the muscles as it hunted for the blood. you screamed, throat scratching at the intensity of your pain; it was unbearable, burning unlike that of fire, scalding as it slithered down your very being. something was happening then. something unholy. 

you were being remade. reshaped. taken apart one bloodied fragment at a time.

you felt like you were at the precipice of death, so close to the edge and into eternal damnation, but he would not let you. chained to his hunger, your body writhed underneath the extent of his power; burning. burning. burning.

he was your new pyre. 

he was hell.

you begged for anything to subdue the pain; for a touch kinder, warmer; for the ceasing of it all. 

and it did.

his lips left the sensitive patch of your neck, pulling away with a hummed smile as though it were ambrosia he was sucking out of you. you stared at his lips, stained with your blood, and, within a fraction of a heartbeat, unrelenting hunger coursed through you.

you yowled, your mind heavy and your body sore. you felt lost; you felt like you were drained and left as nothing but a shell of what you once were.

“good. that’s good,” he crooned, his eyes wrinkled in his joy. “this hunger is proof of your new life.”

he brought his wrist to his lips and bit into his own skin. the first puncture oozed out with blood; you watched it pool, beading, before it trickled down the length of his arm. your throat constricted, tongue heavy all of a sudden in your mouth.

a taste. you craved for a taste.

he smiled as he pressed his wrist to your lips. “go on,” he murmured. “drink.”

you were delirious, or you must be, for you to have listened to him—your weak hands grasped at his wounded arm, pulling it closer to your maw.

you drank. 

that experience of having the first drop on your tongue was indescribable. it was like you have never eaten before; like you have never been fed. never been nourished.

it was like anything that sustained you before had been erased from your memories; you don’t remember the taste of your mother’s cooking anymore, nor the sweets that your grandmother brought home with her for you on occasions when her mistress remembered to reward her, nor the milk from your father’s cows. 

every sweet memory was washed away by the blood pouring down your throat; every gulp a sinister promise of what would be irreversible.

your body sang, skin mending itself, and bones healing underneath torn muscles. numbness filtered in—it had never felt like salvation before.

lost in your new paradise, you didn't notice as your saviour cupped your cheek once more. his touch was gentle. it was kind.

he leant forward and kissed your forehead—a reward for surviving.

“my name’s simon,” he whispered, nuzzling you. “and you will be my bride, won’t you, my dark miracle?”

your mouth left his arm, reluctant but necessary, because even before he said his name, you knew he was your master. you knew that in exchange for this new life he’s cursed you with, you were to be obedient to him no matter what. 

you nodded, breathless and ragged.

“yes, my lord.”

[official-darkforest]

in your anthro au, does bramble actually make it to canada? is the plotline of the lake territory scrapped for something else?

rambled quite a bit here!

no, they dont make it to canada. they abandoned that idea after feather was killed. instead her funeral and burial is held in california by her dying wish and her family drives/flies over. graystripe and mosspelt took feather's car, but mosspelt flies back home via plane. graystripe is staying wirh storm indefinitely and eventually meets millie.

with storm's blessing, bramble,tawny, crow, and squirrel take the van back home. tawny is dropped off on the way, but crow insists on tagging along to thunder because he's not ready to be alone yet. his family is pretty small and he's not sure his parents will be able to help much, as much as they may try.

dodging the draft can get you into trouble, but there are many that got off scot free and bramble was one pf those lucky fellows (especially with firestar's involvement. he made sure bramble wouldn't have it held against him in return for keeping squirrel safe and bringing her home). firestar was furious at both bramble and squirrel but he's not cruel and unsympathetic, especially considering they just lost a very close friend (and that gray isnt coming back for a while).

this is where crow and leaf meet, crow is kinda bunking with bramble at his place and even had plans to move in for good. his parents were pretty combative but couldnt do much since he was a few states away!!! they dont know where the fuck thunder-whatever is. but eventually he gets a call about his father's rapidly declining health and immediately abandons his plans to stay. he asks leaf to come with him but leaf still isn't finished with med school (she doesn't know she's pregnant yet) and they part ways. crow makes it home to help ashfoot care for deadfoot in his final few months and fills in after his father dies. it's something he didnt plan to continue but its notnlike he HATES doing the work. eventually meets+marries nightcloud a 1-4 yrs later

leaf meanwhile continues med school. being unmarried with kids is still a social taboo, especially at such a young age (im imagining she and squirrel are around 18-19 by now, 17 during the road trip). squirrel and bramble, however, had been in a relationship with one another for a while after coming back home. sure, it got a bit messy when ashfur came back from vietnam and got a bit too close to squirrel for comfort, but they sorta resolved it and eventually bramble/squirrel got engaged. leaf confided in squirrel for her help with the pregnancy and squirrel immediately offered to take the children in as her own if leaf needed. it was a huge jump but leaf took the offer. bramble was let in on the plan the closer leaf got to her due date. he thought it was a very impulsive decision and they fought a bit about making the decision without him but he was enthusiastic about being a father regardless.

the others in town had their suspicions but dont ask dont tell.

theres some other parts i havent fully ironed out yet like where hawkfrost and mothwint come in.

as for the actual lake territories, they coexist with the forest territories by just being in different states LOL windclan and thunderclan's territory was pretty consistent in terms of The Basics so theyre mostly in the same general area (tc is east coast forests, wc is southwest-midwest prairies. theres a lot of cowboys, farmers, and ranchers in "windclan" as a result). shadowclan i can see being in the southern swamps, especially florida or louisiana, and riverclan is kinda interspersed alont the mississippi and ohio rivers. maybe a few along the east coast, too, as the lake territory equivalent. skyclan is probably in the rockies or the redwood forests out west. maybeeee old skyclan is in the appalachias???? idk LOL since the cats are so far apaer now the conflicts are a little less wide scale and more personal if rhat makes any sense at all. of course this whole au is a huge work in progress so some of what i say here may change!

the clans are rural/small/poor towns in my head. tight knit communities that have to rely on each other. kittypets are urban/suburbanites as a contrast and keep the 'kittypets r fucjing spoiled' theme going . you inow the city slicker junk LOL

bloodclan is probably a gang in new york. at least scourge's bloodclan. the other iterations are probably in other huge metropolitan cities. idk what warriorclan is, and the tribe is a whole can of worms im trying to be very careful with so im not gonna talk about them as a whole quite yet other than imply they exist

[scrollypoly]

Life Update

I've been p inactive recently, especially with original posts and talking about my fic or headcanons or stuff. I kinda just wanted to talk about what's going on and what the outlook looks like rn ^^

For the past couple of years or so, I've been struggling more with what I believe is undiagnosed ADHD and possibly even autism, as well as depression and a rebound of my anxiety. This is due to a slew of things, one of which is we moved a couple years back to a new state where we didn't know anyone at all. It was a culture shock, going from a big city to a very small town (200 people!!), and while I liked the move to a more rural and peaceful area, it's not been easy.

What's been especially difficult is finding good jobs and keeping up with my college courses. My first job put me back in the closet essentially, as I would constantly be around coworkers making hateful comments and would even go so far as to harass customers that weren't gender conforming or even just decently dressed. I went from that job to working one that completely overworked me, from being yelled at for things out of my control, working long hours, and at some points not even getting my full paycheck. I left this job only a couple months ago, and I only worked it over the summer. But it was enough to completely shred my anxiety, and I'm still working on calming myself down.

All of this, coupled with the painful death of my grandmother recently, has left me feeling pretty much isolated and alone in my area, and I have yet to find good friends that I can talk to like I had back home. I still have those friends, but the persistent exhaustion of life, trying to juggle full time work hours with online classes that are a struggle for my brain, and everything else. Last month my brain just. Broke. I had been on a persistent slide of a breakdown and I was just hanging on until I could have a break.

I finally made that break for myself. Over the holidays I visited @benilos and gave myself a break. I have my next term of classes off, and I'm gonna be using the time to use my newly acquired health insurance and get 1. Diagnoses, and 2. Medication or some got dang therapy. That's the plan for now at least.

For the past couple of years now with all of this going on, writing and drawing havent really been priorities. Right now they definitely aren't, in fact I will probably be putting my fic on ao3 on a indefinite hiatus. My brain is too much of a fried egg to be able to write it, and I've been holding guilt at being unable to write for it or update it, to the point that right now I don't feel much happiness at the prospect of writing it. I won't be abandoning it, for anyone that reads it and is worried. But it is definitely going on the back burner.

In the meantime, you may see me posting generally about my AU or benilos's AU too, since we have an official crossover. I'll be trying to drum up motivation to begin working on it, and that'll come in the general vicinity of just. Talking about my stuff. Interacting with other people in this fandom still gives me anxiety spikes, iykyk, but my inbox on my side blog, and my dms are still open as well. Things are probably just gonna be slow for a little while.

If you've commented on my fic, or reblogged or liked any of my posts or art or writings, I appreciate you so much, especially if you reblog my stuff cuz no one reblogs anything anymore lol. Thank you guys for staying around this long 💗

[relgnira]

Uh week 2 of @shepscapades drawing challenge thing! Ive had this sketched for like a week and finally finished it haha

Its a Celeste au! Celeste is my favorite game ever if you havent played it please please please give it a shot its so good. These are just the first thoughts that came to me when I thought about this, so have my unrefined brain crystals ~

Transcribed the written text under the cut:

Part of Cleo (Joe)

• does actually have a “human” form but prefers to be a bird around people other than Cleo for the ~mystery~

• more helpful than Cleo

Old Woman (Cleo)

• elderly woman who lives on the mountain and seems to enjoy hasseling hikers

• very confidant in herself, once she sees how determined Grian is she helps him find his confidence

• they become good friends post mountain

Grian

• pretty much the same motives as Madeline

• heard about Celeste mountain from his best friend Jimmy

• can’t believe he’s actually doing this

Part of Grian

• extremely impulsive to the point of danger, but will begin an anxious spiral afterwords that causes the world to distort and eyes to open everywhere

• when accepted, he gives the triple jump ability with a flap of wings

Mumbo

• one of the civil engineers that worked on the now-forsaken city

• got unlucky and just died at his desk one day, but he hasn’t realized yet and keeps frantically trying to finish an already-abandoned city

• when he meets Grian, he thinks he is there to finally approve his designs and keeps trying to show him his models and plans

Scar

• claims to be climbing the mountain to get some painting inspo, but maybe he is trying to escape something as well…

• will show a fold-out wallet full of Jellie pics if prompted (or even if he isn’t)

[crguang]

(From the anon that sparked off that Evil Timeline reply) Calling that the Evil Timeline is so accurate. It would be so on point for the both of R and K to spiral into an inescapable catastrophe. So easy for it to happen. Just a little push in the wrong direction, the wrong word uttered (or not uttered), a misunderstood gesture…and this chance for reunion ends up tearing them even further apart. You'd have to be so evil to make that happen! But yet I can't stop thinking about it. The ANGST. The PAIN. The PINING. GUILT. SELF-HATRED. Ugghh. Inject it into my veins. But really, I just want them to get their act together at the very last second and for all that heartbreak to pay off in the end. My biggest plot rut is how K is ever going to let go of her obsession of R as her ideal pianist, thus averting the Evil Timeline. Maybe she gets on E's case for treating R like a disposable tool. E turns it on K ("They were nothing to you until they made music. And if they've stopped...if they can't, then they'll continue to be nothing to you."), forcing her to ask herself some hard questions. Iunno, I'm excited to see what you're gonna do instead with the AU :D

im reading this with my jaw dropped like babe how about you write the story instead ?3??:? K CONFRONTING ELIO OH THIS IS SO GOODDDD. in my opinion avoiding the evil timeline from ever coming to pass is as simple as kafr getting to know each other without the secrets from years ago. i think its mainly two things, let me try to make sense 😭😭

1) r’s sudden departure contributed a lot to kafka’s idealization of them. they weren’t here anymore, so she had to cling onto something to not deal with the heartbreak of being abandoned and telling herself that she only needs their skills is a good way of holding on to their memory while still putting enough distance between them to not crumble every time she thinks of them. plus elio’s goading about how she’s the main attraction and such… r left, and she only had the music she made with them. after they moved, this idea that she was missing something started obsessing her because she threw herself into her music just to feel like it’s not entirely hers. and it’s not like they’re here to remind her that theyre an actual person. what makes elio wrong here is that, as kids, r was always more than just their music. that’s something they didnt understand, but to kafka they were always more. after they leave it just hurts to think about all that they were to each other, so she doesn’t.

2) r doesn’t play competitively anymore. they havent given up on the piano but it’s purely recreational. when they meet again, kafka wants them to come back, for sure. she thinks they’re wasting their potential and is personally offended that they work customer service while having the skills that they do. but it’s a softer landing, because while they dont enjoy the spotlight like she does, they still play. she still gets to hear them. and while she tries to convince them of their worth, she still gets to know them better than she did before, and that’s the most important element in detaching her vision from the actual r. she gets to know them again in a context other than music. the r that stands before her is an actual person and they’re here to remind her of that. they’re no longer the kid that they were and that’s something kafka already realizes during their first meeting, like “oh, youre not who i made you out to be”. to me, that’s step one. after that it’s a smoother ride but it’ll take some time before kafka can let go of her ideals for them

am i making sense?? it’s a nuanced situation because feelings mix with memories and all of that but basically i think to avoid the evil timeline she just has to know the r of now. and that wouldn’t happen if they stopped playing music entirely because she wouldnt have an excuse or interest in having them work with her again

[aquaquadrant]

literally just zoomed through yalls htp au and i havent seen anyone talk about it but i find it SO interesting how Bravo, who is supposed to be the GOOD overworlder, is rather prideful and honestly just a dick while Tango, supposedly his EVIL counterpart, is just the sweetest guy. i cant imagine how Tango is derived from the worst parts of Bravo, if im understanding hels correctly. Tango is such a good person, while Bravo is rude to everyone with the worst attitude. it was just something i picked up so quickly. if the universe put him in hels in the first place, there must be a reason why the universe swapped his place with his overworld counterpart.

on another note! with the release of secret life, and what we've seen so far, how do you think htp!tango would fare in this new killing game? i cant help but imagine that with the entire gimmick being keeping secrets that he would be rather stressed, knowing he had hidden stuff from his friends already-- lying doesnt make him feel like a good person (but he isnt supposed to be that, some small part of him is whispering, knowing hes from hels, is all of the "bad" parts of bravo)

anyways! this is all i will be able to think of for the rest of the week /vpos and i hope you (and everyone who may be reading this at any given time) have a great rest of spooky month!

well THANK YOU this was a lovely message to receive, and i’m glad you’re enjoying the au ^^

i’ve talked a little bit about this here and there, but i’ll never pass up the chance to ramble more. there are a few key things about bravo and tango that make them different from the average overworld-hels pair.

ANALYSIS/RAMBLE BELOW

first off, most of what we’ve seen of tango has been set during double life, which is ten years after he escaped hels, so he’s had ten years of growth. we see very little of him before this, and in those scenes he’s got the benefit of being largely alone. the only player he interacts with is xisuma, who tango immediately realizes he needs to ‘trick.’ so his interaction with x in part one isn’t how tango would’ve interacted with virtually any other player in hels at that time.

we see from the flashback in part five that younger pre-hels tek tango was borderline feral- he chose to attack atlas on sight instead of trying to hide, or leave before he was seen, or even see why atlas was there. now, atlas wins him over fairly quickly because tango is young and naive and secretly craving positive interaction, but even in that brief interaction tango is a bit more prideful than his older self. that, of course, got beaten out of him at hels tek.

bravo, on the other hand, we follow closely during his ten years in hels. when he first arrives in part two, he’s a little snide and privately judgemental, sure, but he starts out perfectly decent towards timmy. he tries to maintain that civility and ‘niceness’ as he interacts with more and more hels players, but gradually loses his willpower as he gets beaten down and frustrated, even losing his temper. and after he fully snaps and gets his first kills, he all but abandons the notion of being ‘nice’, though privately he still thinks of himself as inherently better than hels players (atlas’s manipulation certainly doesn’t help matters, either).

but perhaps the biggest point is to look at what traits tango actually got from bravo, and that would be his rage. bravo is most similar to tango when he’s angry; his first little temper tantrum in part two is where it’s best illustrated, because all instances after that have been influenced by his time in hels. but you’ll notice that we have yet to see tango truly angry in the HTP series (he did revert back to an almost feral mindset when the ranch got attacked, but that was an instinctive defense mechanism. there was no conscious thought behind those decisions, and they were purely fueled by fear, not anger). that will be where his ‘hels’ really shines through.

there’s one other bravo trait amplified in tango that i haven’t revealed yet. it’s something that tango has figured out how to sort of ‘mask’ via other more acceptable coping mechanisms- if you can call it that- and actually forms a fairly significant part of his personality. stay tuned :3

as for secret life, it’d be a complicated situation for sure. on one hand, their goals are less outright malicious- just complete the tasks and try to survive (at least for now). in a way, it almost takes away accountability for their actions if they turn out to be harmful- “i had to, it was my secret task!” so that’s nice to fall back on. but still, tango would be very on edge. not only with the discomfort of having to lie to his friends, but never knowing if they’re lying to him, too. boi’s got them trust issues fr.

[sad-scribble]

I would love to hear more about the Ratchet and Starscream AU! 🥺 How did they run into each other? Does Ratchet try to help Starscream with his eye at all?

ooo Ill answer this as best as I can!

I'm currently in the process of writing down the full details of this au, as I have not watched Age of Extinction yet (Im emotionally unable to because I havent heard good things abt the movie) so some of this is subject to change

my idea is that both of their fates are changed by one difference. Starscream manages to tear Sam off of his face instead of having head head blown off, and flies in a random direction out of chicago, deciding to abandon the mission in a panic/adrenaline induced state. He doesnt get far due to being newly blind, crash landing somewhere in the appalachians. He's by no means weak, and he still has means of navigating on ground, but he's also smart enough not to try and return to battle while wounded, so for the time leading up to AOE he stays in hiding.

Ratchet, when being pursued by the military, takes a different route and manages to temporarily escape their sights. He ends up injured and unable to send a distress signal to Optimus, so he flees to the mountains as well.

They'd stumble upon each other by pure chance, and their first meeting would be hostile. The only reason Starscream doesn't tear his throat out is that he no longer has as many advantages, he could never fully heal from his injuries and he didnt want to waste energon on the medic. Ratchet, still worried the humans are after him, tries making a temporary truce with Starscream after telling him what happened during and after Chicago. He'll heal Starscream to the best of his abilities, and the decepticon doesnt immediately go off to start trouble.

Starscream sees more positives than negatives in this unlikely alliance, so they make a hesitant truce.. eventually. Neither of them are really happy about being stuck together at first. They wouldnt want to be caught dead helping an enemy after all.

Their main goal eventually becomes trying to contact whatevers left of their respective teams, Ratchet wanting to find Optimus without walking into another trap set by Lockdown and Starscream wanting rescue. And perhaps to pick up the pieces of Megatron's failure.

As for Starscream's eyes, he's fully blind in the one that was stabbed off and about half blind in the other, not ideal for navigation. Thanks to Ratchet he manages to salvage his left eye, but the other one would have to be replaced, something he cant really do without the proper resources. So Ratchet becomes Starscream's temporary GPS (He has no say in this)

[rhapsoddity]

so in minecraft skulk feeds on the dead, like souls and shit

does... does the skulk eat people it absorbs in ur au??

OHOHOHO HI ANON

so i havent touched on this yet bc I'm like midway settling the logistics, I'm writing this on the fly rn but

so in-universe, when you die, your soul splits. the conscious goes to some sort of afterlife, and the empty husk of your soul stays with your body, which is what the skulk feeds on and what soul sand is mostly comprised of.

there are ways around it, completely forbidden and rarely known of course (see: my abandoned dsmp superhero au Damned If I Do, Damned If I Don't, Tommy is resurrected against the laws of life and death (the fic is set in the same universe but I added hybrids into VSau well through writing that fic lmao))

The people the skulk captures that isnt used for skulk soldiers / drones are used to fuel the hivemind, buried en masse under a thick layer of skulk, practically holding them in a stasis, a long sleep. As long as it doesn't kill them, the skulk can repeatedly feed off their souls

Skulk isnt the only thing in universe that feeds off souls! Vex do too! Vex hybrids don't have to consume souls or soul husks, but it does make them stronger and they generally should consume some every month or so to keep at peak performance

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IM TOO LAZY TO PUT LINKS ANYMORE this is au/fabrication

UHHH... what do i say here. im very sleep deprived. hold on

YEAH!! WOO!! THE LAB!!! WOAH!!!! UHH. yea

roses and moon waoooow ob3ydia

im making up lore abt pecho behind the scenes. kinda flip flopping on some stuff rn. but leaving it open ended rn on her origin and her true 'purpose'

her naivete is her downfall... she was Too human... (<- my fav trait in protags)

the last page kinda mirrors that krisis comic lol. i just like triptychs like that but also ithink its meaningful. in the krisis comic claude is bitter, gloating, leaving vanta to scream and kick and yell at his back, but here he reaches out and lends a hand to someone who isnt even looking at him or acknowledging him. hes back to his roots as the humble helpful cleric he Was years ago...

also pecho like didnt Talk to Anyone in Years after being so closely observed and researched for However Long so yeah most reasonable crashout i think. Tries to kill clawmark decides not to reveals her entire life story and breaks out into tears idk its real to me

the moon is important symbolism to me in this series in particular... cant pinpoint what yet tho LMAOFSJKDHKDW (<- YEAH IM REALYL DOING THIS ON THE FLY UM) but the moon controls the tides and pecho controls the antarctic. idk theres smth there that i could prob talk better abt at not3:30am

also obviously antarctica is not very realistic in this series um. in my head its kinda like that one snowy icy planet in interstellar (havent seen it in like. 5-6 years tho so UM.) but since pecho watched it recently i think im starting to attribute it to this AU pecho too... somethign infinitely lonely in a completely diff sphere than everythign else. infinitely isolated and quiet and cold.

oh yeah 2nd page pecho has warm breaths as opposed to ice queen pecho..! waow..

did the researchers actually abandon pecho? or did some Shit happen? did they ever love her? who knows. not me thats for sure

ok these notes r especially shitty im crying GOODNIGHT