#inventor au

[aceisautism]

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The gameshow au and Gameshow Home belong to @no-name-blu @gameshow-host-wally

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totally didnt die drawing their home since i couldnt find a full ref...

[theprofessionalpromptmaker]

Bang-Clang Day & Genealogy Day

Person A is an engineer for robots whose big on recycling and creates little family trees for their robots based on the parts used in cases of recycling/repurposing. Sometimes a repurposed part comes from a robot that merely got an upgrade and didn’t need the part anymore and is still functioning, so Person A refers to the robots as each other’s family. Person B is their new associate working with them and starts getting recordings and video of the robots and saving them for when the parts get recycled/repurposed, to show their ‘descendant’ robots memories of their ‘ancestors’.

[askinventorandstarved]

Is he always this grumpy?

"Well not always, wanna here something funny? Show him a picture of a moth and he starts actin like a kid"

[exquisitexagony]

like this for a whimsical starter from inventor!samuel

[dcxdpdabbles]

Could I ask you for more Freelancer Danny? I love his denseness (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤

Damian knew about Danny Fenton due to the multiple assassination attempts his mother had ordered on him. And how everyone had failed over the years as the man thawed whatever she sent out to kill him.

At first, Mother wanted to recruit Fenton, but he refused to join the great cause. He claimed he did not believe in their methods and would not serve a man like his Grandfather.

She later discovered that Fenton was the target of Father's affection and the main block between them, rekindling any romantic bond. Mother claimed she did not hate Fenton for this, as his parents wanted different things and views, but Damian did.

Damian could not stand a man who would think himself a better choice than Mother. He could not stomach the thought of Fenton being so powerful he could dismiss his family's organization as simply as rejecting a misbehaving dog.

How dare Fenton keep Mother away from his Father. Every day, Damian trained as hard as he could so that he could one day be able to best mother in combat and have the right to meet Father.

Then, he would work to defeat his Father so that he could demand Fenton's head on a platter. He had a long way to go, but Mother still attempted to kill the undeserving man while he grew more assertive.

Mother's assassination attempts began around the time Fenton had uncovered one of their youth training camps and set it ablaze. He had a problem training children to their limits, which made no sense to Damian. How else would those urchins become useful if they were not pushed past their limits?

Yes, a few of them died, but if they could not handle the training, there was no chance they could handle the actual missions. Fenton thought it was "cruel" and took all the children to an American orphanage that Father funded and ran.

Grandfather had been angry—angry more than Damian had ever seen in his young life. That training camp had been one of the first he had established; it had much history. Mother had assured him that she would make the attacker pay.

"Beloved will understand." She said, signing off on Fenton's death warrant. "He knows our ways."

That was that.

Until the people carrying Fenton's death warrant returned…in body bags with a note that read "Nice try" and a stylized white D underneath as a calling card, attached to each one.

That was four years ago. Damian is ten, has bested Mother, and is coming to meet Father. He had studied the fools Father had taken into the family.

He planned on taking out Drake first, for not only was he unworthy to be called Father's son, but even Grandfather had an eye on him. He needed to be handled before he grew to power.

Fenton turned out to be rather insightful. Damian had been in the Wayne Manor—quant that it was. He thought his Father was supposed to be wealthy, but he had been forbidden from being seen in public.

Then, he would take out Fenton.

It angered him to be treated as a secret. Again.

Before, he knew it was because Father was waiting for him to earn the right, as he needed to complete his training. He did.

He worked so hard to be the best. His mother and the man she spent years telling him was slightly less than his Grandfather refused to acknowledge him.

He disliked him.

Father's adoptive children treated Damian like a burden. Worst, Father treated him like an unstable bomb that was thrown on his lap like a common curd. Damian thought that he would have finally proved himself if he had just taken out Drake.

But the little insect turned out to be rather hard to kill off. Not to mention Todd, who had interfered more than once in his plans. Apparently, despite the fact that it was Fenton who had brought Drake to his Father—and not because Drake had any real skill—Todd thought the boy was an invaluable member of the team.

He did not think Drake was a danger to his position, which meant Todd was far too arrogant, and he did not have the skills to defend this mindset.

If anything, Fenton seemed delighted to listen to his stories of Mother and his homeland.

If Damian could not beat Drake, what hope would he have for Todd?

Fenton, on the other hand, treated Damian with respect. He considered his position and never made Damian feel wrong for his upbringing.

Damian, at first, had been free with his words. He was purposely throwing in comments of blades, screams, and blood. Fenton, in turn, told him the tales of growing up with his parents producing weaponry in the basement and the number of times he had to dodge a blast from something lying about in the house.

When Damian informed him of his training, Fenton applauded his abilities instead of pitying him for living through it.

Fenton then took him to a zoo. Damian had always been fond of animals, a weakness he attempted to hide. He could not exactly contain his urge to walk around the whole place, rolling his eyes when Fenton made a mistake on facts regarding the beats and spending an entire afternoon correcting him.

Fenton had not once dismissed or babied him. Unlike his servants, who are forced to listen to him, he seems genuinely happy to hear Damian speak. Strangely, Fenton even took Damian's training seriously, helping him sharpen his spy abilities by helping him go undercover in various settings.

Father had wanted him behind closed doors, but Fenton took him bowling, around the city, to the soup kitchen, multiple animal shelters to venture, and even to see various art museums. Whenever he asks Damian to explain his hostility to Drake, he reminds him that he would not be allowed to harm Drake.

"You just have to remind yourself that you're not there anymore," Fenton said over a Tabbouleh. Fenton had tracked down one of the few Arabic restaurants in Gotham because Damian mentioned how he missed his county's food.

He pointed out multiple reasons, but unlike when his Father, Grayson, Todd or even Pennyworth did, Fenton reframed from using emotions. He understood that where Damian was from, the weak deserved to be crushed to move up.

It warmed his chest in a way he only associated with his Mother when Fenton drove them there. "A good warrior adapts to his new settings and social customs. You aren't a mercenary."

Damian's nose wrinkled. "Those are the harlots of the world of warriors."

Fenton waved his fork at him. "They'll kill anyone for a dollar. They're far too easy to open their blades. Like their legs."

Damian ducked his head to hide the giggle that slipped out. They returned to the Wayne Manor to find Drake packing a bag. He returned to grab more clothing since he was still staying with Fenton. It was for his safety as Damian posed a real threat to his life.

For a moment, the blood son wondered if he could sneak up on him and slash his throat before Drake knew he was there, but then he thought about what Fenton said and chose to walk up to the teenager. "I shall allow you to live."

Drake froze. "Thank you?"

He nods, placing his arms behind his back. "I can still defeat you in combat. You breathe at my mercy."

Saying his piece, Damian glances over his shoulder, watching Fenton beam. The warm feeling returns as the man seems proud of him for not taking the chance to replace Drake.

Behind him, Father also smiles as if pleased. It's the first time he has ever looked at Damian that way. It was due to Fenton's advice and gentle guidance.

Fenton wasn't so bad after all.

He would refrain from plating his head for now, until he had enough information and experience to blend in with the American crowd and earn his Father's approval.

[applestruda]

Boatem knights docm

[tadc-harlequin-au]

forgot I made this a while, WHILE back

[x-moonsoul-x]

I would like to draw attention to this panel of dazai, thank you and goodbye

[butterflyscribbles]

@teenagenutant made some really really amazing SU style fusion designs for the turtle bros and I had an absolute blast doodling them last night for fun!

Titian (Raph & Donnie), Galileo (Donnie and Leo), Newton (Donnie and Mikey) and Caravaggio (Raph and Leo) respectively!✨

[peach-moths]

The Boy, the Mole, the Fox, and the Horse but it's young Casey Jr. Mikey, Donnie and Raph

[everynya]

when in doubt, think about an au of your self ship!

imagining you and your f/o in completely different settings and scenarios can be really entertaining, so don’t be afraid to come up with a few that can spark all kinds of thoughts or ideas with them.

maybe an office au? something simple and somewhat domestic. suddenly, your f/o is your coworker who brings you breakfast every morning at the start of your shift. maybe they invite you to lunch mid break or dinner after work with a wide grin or a nervous stare, wanting to spend their downtime with you in front of them. perhaps they enjoy collaborating with you in projects the most or get distracted? hell, maybe you and your f/o fight for who’s going to be employee of the month!

if that’s not your cup of tea, maybe a royal au? something magical and with all kinds of routes. one of you is a valiant knight who’d give anything for the other who is part of royalty. they could sneak off at night to visit you, a love forbidden and kept away from the eyes of those in the kingdom yet that blossoms so deeply behind closed doors. there’s a chance that instead one of you is a court jester, entertaining the royal who could either never crack even a smile or laughs only at their jokes. nevertheless, no matter what your roles are, you both find some way to disguise yourselves and dance with one another at a royal ball.

who says you can’t dabble in something crazier like a horror movie au? something unexpected and full of peril. this may sound farfetched, but picture your f/o planning for how you can both survive in some scary situation! they put you first, taking care you’re not hurt and jumping at any noise that could be you. they’re not scared, psh, totally not! i mean, there’s a chance they really could not be scared from any monster or slasher…but maybe they fear losing you. ah, but what if they’re the real threat all along? doesn’t matter, they won’t hurt your pretty little head, or will they…?

no matter what kind of alternate universe you and your f/o are in, it’s always fun to partake in new ideas of things you face together. it can give you more content, maybe even from aus that aren’t very common. isn’t it nice to know that no matter the circumstances you’re both still as close as ever? i’d love to know what kind of unique au’s you may already have, so add in the tags or send an ask if you’d wish of some of the concepts you enjoy!

[aceisautism]

Mf doesnt know how to play dnd

inventor as a nerd immediately started punching him

[theprofessionalpromptmaker]

National Forget-Me-Not Day & World Science Day for Peace and Development

Person A created a device that promotes world peace by making people forget the people who hurt them the deepest, but it’s currently in the early stages of development and they use it on their fiance/long term partner/spouse, Person B, who seems to be upset often, hoping to give them some peace from their turmoil. But what Person A didn’t expect was for Person B to forget them when the device is used. Now with Person B, the love of their life, not knowing who they are, Person A separates themself from Person B’s life, trying to keep their distance since they don’t know what they did to hurt the person they loved and doesn’t want to accidentally hurt them again. But Person B keeps subconsciously seeking out Person A.

[driftsart]

do you have brainstorm, if you do can I hear bout him. if not, do you have any ideas for him?

Sure!

Brainstorm and his science partner, Perceptor, are two of the 3(? Or more?) Autobot scientists. He and Perceptor focus on the science of technology, non-sentient machinery, and vehicles, unlike Skyfire, who focuses on life science (biology).

[exquisitexagony]

open to anyone! plot: your muse is the parent/guardian/other of one of Mr. Arthur's students whom he has noticed struggling to learn/keep their grades up...he wants to propose tutoring lessons--even though the school explicitly told him not to...maybe their relationship develops from there one way or the other, seeing each other after school most days and Arlo slowly beginning to help in more ways than just tutoring because he's just that nice of a guy and very naive

"Your student is, well..." Arlo paused for a long moment, considering his words carefully. They didn't want this to sound as negative as they knew it probably would in the parent's eyes. THeir thumbs twiddled together in thought as they looked down at the desk between them. "How do I say this..." A clearing of the throat. "Not doing very well..." He frowned, then quickly scrambled to add, "Which is not something that we can't fix! I mean, um..." Another nervous clearing of his throat. He had never had to do this before, never had considered it an option really, but their child was working so hard and he felt bad watching them struggle so. How could he not intervene?

"Not that they need fixing, not that they're wrong or incompetent--I mean, did I say..? Look, your child is very, very smart, I can see it in their eyes! I can tell they work hard they might just need a little extra..." A wave of his hand as he considered his words. "Err...You know, a push in the right direction." He smiled and paired it with a reassuring nod. Leaning forward, he tapped his ringed fingers on the desk emphatically.

"But that's exactly why I've asked you here today! On such short notice, too, I really appreciate you coming..." He glanced at the clock a bit haphazardly, then looked back at them, flashing an anxious grin. A sigh.

"I was going to offer...Maybe...if you're interested. Instead of making them do extra credit, more work, all that hooplah that the school wants me to offer...How about I offer some tutoring classes after school instead? One on one, with me, of course. If they're comfortable. We can do it at your home or mine, whatever makes you most comfortable and would be most conducive to their learning environment. I'm very flexible and I don't need an answer right now, I just wanted to put my cards on the table."

[wyervan]

Doing research for a FNaF slasher au got me like