#it's not a direct WIP for the sword AU but eh

[levia-san]

I'm rn working on collecting and formatting art into a fun potential sketch collection, so I present you.... SFW YQY.....

On positive news, the comic will be up on 7/9 c:

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WIP Challenge! Fantasy Mystrade AU

@dawningday84 Thank you for the tag! I have never written a fanfiction before, however I do have some old RP with some friends back from 2013! The most intense one was like a fantasy Mystrade where Mycroft is going off to be wed to Moriarty so the kingdoms don’t go to war and the handsome Knight Captain Gregory has to escort him there. My friend and I went back and forth on calling Mycroft a princess and his majesty, so hopefully that’s okay. (Also Mycroft is a powerful mage) 

Ill post it down here in the read more, and if enough people like it ill post more. We Canadian so you will see fun names in the story cause its like the great north, eh!

Finally able to focus, Greg chased after Mycroft, the hand not holding his sword being held by the graceful digits of the Princess. They were ducking and swerving through the chaos of the flames, dragons breath exploding into fire and downing trees in their path. When he spotted the gap in the flames his heart leapt, they might actually be able to get away but it was short lived when another tree fell in the way, branches flaming. "We'll never make it," he shouted as Mycroft continued to pull him along. The man was leading them to their deaths, they would never make it through the flames alive. Raising a hand to shield his face in the last moments of life, Greg allowed himself to be pulled through the flames. There was a tickling sensation running through his skin and Greg thought himself on fire, he opened his eyes fearing the worst but found that as they jumped over the fallen tree the flames did little more than lick at his boots. It must have been Princess, protecting them with what magic he had left. He was so astonished that once out of the way of the flames Greg had to look back over his shoulder and let out a laugh of triumph. Immediately his lungs filled with smoke from the surrounding area. Apparently the princess had pushed the smoke out of the area surrounding the carriage and it now hovered in the direction they were heading. They were running blind into the forest, with no sense of direction and even less protection. Greg would surely have missed the sound of the river had it not been for the yell he heard only milliseconds before. He swung his sword down, burying the tip into the earth and holding on to the hilt for dear life as his legs dangled over the edge of the rapids. His body slammed against the cliff side, blurring his vision and making him dumb for an instant. As he came too all he could see was the roaring of waves, in the distance a figure in white being dragged along. For the second time that evening his heart stopped. The princess was being swept under and away down the river. Without a thought to his own safety, Greg released his sword and plunged into the frozen waves below.

The carriage jerked forward in a quick motion, it held the future of the Aurora Borealis kingdom. A marriage of the young Princess Mycroft who was to be wed to the opposing kingdoms Prince Moriarty, it was the one and only thing stopping a full out war of magic and bloodshed. Mycroft sat in the carriage, clothed in beautiful white silk robes, showing that the princess held the strongest magic of that kingdom. He opened the window with a flick on his finger, looking out to see his protector walking alongside the carriage. A Silver Knight, powerful and loyal, strong and handsome. "Dear knight," Mycroft called out from the window, "What is your name?" he asked, resting his chin on his hand, giving the knight a charming smile.

Greg was a knight, ever since he could remember he had wanted to be one, following in the footsteps of his father in the defense of the Aurora Borealis Kingdom. So that was mainly what his life had consisted of all these years. Training and going to war, defending against the opposing kingdom Niagara ruled by the merciless Moriarty's. There was no one that he hated worse, having watched his late father killed before his eyes on his first mission by the Prince himself. There was a vengeance he had for the man, one that seeped into his very bones and when he had been named a Silver Knight, he vowed he would personally make sure of the man's death. But Aurora Borealis had fallen on hard times, most of the magic users being killed off in the last battle. They had nearly lost everything against the cruelty of the Moriarty's, all but their Princess, and now he was being asked to deliver the man to the gateway of hell and see him married off to the very man he detested the most. He was stationed to walk beside the carriage the entire way, beside the door of it's cabin while the rest of the knights fanned out around it making sure that no harm could come of their beloved Princess. He was shaken from his thoughts as the window came down and the Princess stuck his head out asking for his name. He'd never spoken to the man before but something inside him fluttered at the privilege of being addressed. "Gregory Lestrade Sir. Son of the late Benjamin Lestrade."

Ah, a Lestrade, Mycroft knew full well that this young man's father was killed by Moriarty's hand. Truly a terrible loss for the kingdom, this man's father was their strongest knight, hopefully this new silver knight could prove just as worthy. "Sir Gregory, a pleasure to meet you. I knew your father, he was very kind. You bare a strong resemblance to him, but you have your own unique features as well. Like your lovely dark brown eyes." Mycroft chuckled softly, trying his best to hide his sadness and fear. To marry Moriarty, was close to marrying the devil himself, nothing good could come out of being with that man. Except the promised peace of the Aurora Borealis Kingdom, but Mycroft knew deep down that he was going to be killed as soon as he wed Moriarty. Killing off the last of the magic wielders of the Aurora Borealis Kingdom, that's all Moriarty wanted.

Greg could feel the blush covering his cheeks and he turned away. To be complemented by someone as radiant as the princess was something rare. "Yes sir, my mother's eyes. Or so I'm told, I never knew her. Died while giving birth to me." Though he was small at the time of all this the first few years of his life had been spent with a nursemaid, his father refusing to see him because of the death of his wife. He blamed Gregory for her death and only after he became an apprentice knight did his father start to appreciate him. It had been very difficult but the relationship they formed afterwards was as strong as if they had been friendly to one another the entire time. "If you'll excuse me for being blunt Sir, I don't think any good will come of this union. The kingdom might be safe but at what cost? You're the last person alive gifted with the use of magic, clearly Moriarty is just planning on using you to his advantage." It was more blunt than he had expected to be, usually a knight was expected to hold their tongue in the presence of royalty. Their decisions were law and even if you didn't believe in what they had decided being a knight meant holding your tongue and doing what was asked of you.

Good gracious, that was blunt. Perhaps the compliment gave the knight courage to say that, Mycroft thought as he raised an eyebrow to the remarks said by Gregory. He shook his head, smiling, eyes now looking at the beautiful night sky that held the Aurora Borealis. Mycroft just for a split second showed in a saddened expression  that he was going to miss this lovely sky, his life. It was all going to be taken away from him, but he had to stay strong for the kingdom and it's people.... People like Gregory Lestrade. He sighed, taking in the scent of the night air, "The good of the Kingdom will come at the cost of my life. There is no other solution. To go to war now, would mean certain defeat." he paused, looking down at the knight, admiring him with icy blue eyes. "Sir Gregory, trust me. This is the only way." Mycroft smiled sincerely.

He wouldn't allow himself to smile back, Greg didn't believe that this was the only way. Sure the times were hard for the kingdom but selling off the one thing that every citizen held dear? Was that really the right way to go about things? And to hear the words come from the Princesses mouth, to hear that the only way the kingdom would survive was to walk him to the guillotine and happily watch the man they hated kill the princess. It was unfathomable that things had come to this. Greg wasn't exempt from the feelings most citizen's had for their princess. He was gorgeous, pale skinned and flaming hair, face dusted with freckles. Such a rarity in the kingdom that almost any man would lay down their life for the man. Greg Lestrade was no exception, he had in fact asked for the post when he found out that the Princess was to be sent away to marry the devil. "It is the only way," he sighed, eyes looking around in the dark tree's for his men. "But is it the right way? When the cost is your life."

Mycroft chuckled, reaching out of the carriage window and tapping the knights nose lightly, "You are a silly man. Life will move on, my death will keep the peace. It's perfectly fine." he smiled sweetly, but it soon fell. The creatures of the night had fallen silent, movement seemed to stop all together. There was no breeze, a sudden smell of burning flesh hit Mycroft's nose. The knights that surrounded the outskirts of the carriage were now a blaze. They were screaming as they burned to death, through the darkness of the forest. Dragons. One landed directly on top of the carriage, it's mouth opened revealing a green gas that was soon to be lit. A small click sound was all it needed and the carriage was now enveloped in the blaze.The whole forest was soon in flames, smoke filling the once clean air, loud screeches of the dragons could be heard from the destruction.

Greg was so distracted by the Princess touching his nose that he hadn't even noticed the calmness that suddenly surrounded them. Everything fell quiet and the world seemed to slow as a piercing scream struck through the night air. Then one after another the men he had been trying to find in the darkness erupted into flames, their skin igniting like torches as they ran about desperate to put the flames out. Greg spun around, eyes following the path of fire that seemed to be encircling the carriage, his hand on the hilt of his sword. Gaze flashing about, he tried to locate the culprit of the attack. "To me!" he shouted, hoping anyone who might have survive the blaze would make it back to him to form a barrier of protection. However, his hope was cut short when the carriage shook behind him. Lifting his sight to the top he found his eyes met with the sight of a creature he had only ever met twice in his lifetime; the scaly figure deemed a sign of death to all who came past it. A dragon. Not just one but several. "Your highness!" he cried, wrenching the door from the carriage open and grabbing hold of the man. Without any other thought, he pulled Mycroft from the cabin just seconds before the gas was lit and the carriage enveloped in flame. The two were sent soaring through the air and to the hard ground meters from the devastation, hair singed from the close call. Greg coughed as he pulled himself into a crouching position, lungs filling with smoke and eyes watering he frantically looked about him for any sign of the man he was supposed to protect.

Mycroft landed hard on his right shoulder and arm, he groaned trying to get up. He erupted in a fit of coughs, the smoke falling heavily on him. This was impossible, dragons never attacked at this time of the year, they rarely initiated an attack. Yet, there were so many circling them, and it seemed that all those knights were dead. Mycroft coughed and wheezed, the smoke was getting thicker, he needed to get rid of it immediately. He stood shakily, raising his left hand high, summoning a white wind to surround his hand. With a flick of Mycroft's wrist the white wind exploded into a magnificent and powerful blast, pushing all smoke away. Now with the smoke cleared, the princess snapped his fingers creating a small spell circle around him. Water danced around Mycroft, he guided strands of the water onto all nearby fire. The large mythical creature was persistent in killing the both of them, and from the size, it was the leader. Landing only a few meters away from the pair, it opened its mouth for another fire blast. Mycroft spun and whipped the rest of the wet element towards the beast, trapping and holding its head in a bubble of water. He looked over to Gregory, "Quickly, kill it!" Mycroft ordered in a rushed tone, he flinched as he felt the dragon tug and pull from his hold.

On his feet before Mycroft had even asked, Greg was drawing his sword and holding it out in front of him. He could hear the uproar of the wind and wings, both seeming to struggle in the black air that surrounded him. He couldn't get a focus on anything, the fires from what remained of his men giving little light to the area. He heard movement just to his left and turned, swinging the sword as he went but it connected with nothing. Damn it, he needed to see his target to be able to land any blow. What he found when he turned however was the Princess, surrounded by a ball of water which seemed to float around him, never touching the white robe. Greg had never seen someone perform magic this close up before. Sure he'd been in battles with mages but he'd never actually been watching them perform the magic since he was too busy with his own battles to take time to look. Looking usually meant death so he had avoided any glances. But this, this was a thing of beauty and for a moment he felt his breath leave him. The water danced around the man, then in front of him, small streams swirling through the air from the bubble to put out the fires. He was brought out of his daze as the wind around them seemed to grow warm once again with the heat of fire, the ground shaking as a large dragon settled on the ground before them. He could see it's chest puff out, building the flame within its throat, small amounts of green gas leaking from between its teeth as the beast sneered above them. This was it, they were going to be burnt alive, he had failed. But as he was thinking that Mycroft had outstretched his hand and the ball of water was suddenly surrounding the monster's head, holding it still. There was no time to think, Greg took off at a run towards the creature. Sword raised above his head he brought the steel down just where the water met scale, slicing through the dragon's neck in a fluid motion. Green blood sprayed out at him as he stood still, sword touching the ground while the body of the creature fell to the ground. Breath coming in gasps from the sudden exertion of strength, killing a dragon was no easy task and he had used most of his strength to see to it's immediate death.

Dragons were impervious to magic, for a mage to conjure up so much mana just to hold the creature was something short of a miracle. Mycroft staggered forward, gasping for air as sweat dripped off his brow. That small display against a dragon drained him completely, against a normal enemy, Mycroft could summon demons and blast elements for hours. Days even, but a Dragon was a mages downfall and there were six more swarming them over head. This was no time for a break, he had to push himself to move on at all costs. Mycroft regained his composure quickly, standing straight up and already looking for a way out. There was a gap in the flames that seemed to swallow the forest whole, the trees would provide them with cover. Mycroft's gaze fell back over to the silver knight, he raced over to him, lungs filling with smoke. "This way!" he said breathlessly, taking hold of the knights free hand, lifting him up from his kneeling state. Mycroft ran to the gap in the flames, saying a small spell that made the pair weightless and able to jump and pass through the flames unharmed. The smoke was caught in the princesses throat as he continued to run blindly, coughing and gasping for air. With most of his senses silenced, Mycroft didn't hear the roar of the waterfall. "Ahh!" he yelled, tripping and falling into a river, the rapids pulling him under.

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WIP Meme (Super long post)

List all the things you’re currently working on in as much or as little detail as you’d like, then tag some friends to see what they’re working on.

This can be writing, art, vids, gifsets, fanwork, or original work!

Okay, so since @the-ghost-of-keith-kogane tagged me for the WIP meme (First of all: how dare u call me out like this D:< ) let me tell you about all my 2 dozen WIPs. (Almst none of which have any real writing *sob*)

VOLTRON

-Initial Exposure: Keith gets exposed to some funky Druid magic and gets turned into a shapeshifter of the body horror kind. Klance, maaaaybe Klunk depending on my mood. Angsty but also a happy ending planned

-Real!Shiro AU. Pretty much another story dealing with the fact that the Shiro we're seeing isn't the real Shiro. Gotta fix it so it’s not just another rehash. Kinda whumpy. Shatt probably. Angsty

-Steven Universe Crossover: What it says on the tin. A wormhole leads the Castle and its crew to the Steven Universe world. They all chat and relax. Silly and without much plot. Just wanted to see the two half-alien boys with a sword and a lion meet.

HARLOCK/ COSMO WARRIOR ZERO/ GUN FRONTIER

-Eyes of the Arcadia: Harlock gets badly injured  and Tochiro/The Arcadia takes over his body until Harlock can be healed. Tochiro gets to interact with the crew properly for the first time in years.

-Eldritch Abomination Harlock: CWZ. Short Zero/Harlock story where Harlock wants to date Zero and decides to give Zero a quick peek of what he looks like.

-Too Many Harlocks: Started out as a semi-serious idea, but I like the OOC/cracky direction it's headed in instead. An accident with the nearly-complete Arcadia sends CWZ!Zero and CWZ!Harlock to the Gun Frontier where they meet that universe's Harlock and Tochiro, as well as Shinunora. Then they go to the Endless Odyssey universe slightly post-series. CWZ!Harlock hates everyone and pretty much complains the whole time. (Let the man just shoot his other selves, please.) Having a lot of fun imagining this one. Not really familiar enough with any other Harlock series to include them, and those I am vaguely familiar with aren't distinctive enough to include

BLACK JACK

-Two-toned Demon: Magic AU where Black Jack is thought to be some demon or other monster. Not sure yet if it's more Medieval or Modern fantasy. KuroKei. Started because Pinoko would pretty much be a homunculus of some kind and it kind of spiraled off from there. Still also have to work up a full magic system. Will include some of Black Jack's family.

-Autistic!KuroKei fics: What it says on the tin. I was in need of autistic interpretations of these two so I'm working on some. Pretty self-indulgent and yeah, their being autistic is the main point of the stories but sometimes you just want that. (Message me and I will talk for hours about this topic no joke)

-From One Surgeon to Another: Crossover with Franken Fran. Black Jack and Pinoko run into one of Fran's creatures she made for a client. Pinoko's fine but Black Jack is injured badly enough to require emergency treatment. Fran includes some free "upgrades" and Black Jack must deal with the emotional consequences of them. Maaaaybe KuroKei, dunno yet.

-Story where Yabu, Okamoto, and Kei decide to catch up with Black Jack. Okamoto brings Konomi (because apparently I ship them now???). Yabu got clean, got married, and has two kids. Okamoto and Konomi are engaged. Kei is still single and Okamoto tries to set him up with Black Jack in part because Okamoto knew Kei in school and knows how much he still likes Black Jack. It works. Kind of a 'California Café' type of fic but eh. Can't all be exciting. :P (though in one version Black Jack gets shot because 'Black Jack gets injured' is a favorite trope of Tezuka's and quite frankly mine too)

-Story where Black Jack is unknowingly sent to treat Kei's mother. Kei comes after his father finally sends for him (Kei's parents didn't want to worry him) and finds out Black Jack is treating his mother. Black Jack and Kei reveal their relationship, much to the surprise and delight of Kei’s parents. Kei's mother is cured. Black Jack and Kei get engaged. Possible sequel where Black Jack saves Shoren's newborn, and the two start to reconcile. (This would be a fix-it of sorts of BJ21.)

DOCTOR WHO

-Eldritch Abomination Doctor/Doctor Nyarlathotep stories: I have a bunch of different ideas for this, so I'm not sure which direction it's going currently. Definitely includes one where Jenny is half-meatsuit/lower plane being, half Eldritch Abomination.

-The adventures of Spoonie!Doctor and Spoonie!Clara. Fairly self-indulgent fic where the Doctor has arthritis and Clara has fibromyalgia. Pretty much for getting out my frustrations and feelings about being Chronically Ill.

SONIC THE HEDGEHOG

-Dead Sonic!AU. Sonic Forces AU where Sonic dies at Eggmkan's hands and effectively becomes a Phantom Ruby- and Chaos Emerald-powered ghost. One version involves him being aware he's dead but he keeps it a secret until Infinite is defeated and he destoys his Phantom Ruby shard. The second version involves Sonic finding out he's dead much later. Overall angsty and sad.

-Mephiles!Infinite AU. Sonic Forces AU where Mephiles has broken away from one universe where Iblis was destroyed, and into the Forces universe, where he wasn't. Infinite the Jackal is actually Finn, a normal Jackal and head of the Jackal Squad, a band of mercenaries. Finn is friends with Gadget. Mephiles takes on Shadow's form and fights Infinite, later taking on Finn's form and bonding with the Phantom Ruby to become Infinite. Possible Infidget once I figure out their relationship better lol.

-Sonic Unleashed/Sonic X crossover. Sonic attempts a Chaos Control at night using a drained Chaos Emerald. He ends up in the Sonic X universe amd tries to get home. Ultimately silly and light-hearted. Seriously tempted to place this a tad before the Shadow Saga. SU!Sonic takes one look at the TV where footage of Shadow is being shown, and says, "Hey guys, I'm gonna be back in a bit. Gonna save Sonic some jail time and the rest of you like 2 weeks of time and effort." And then he just solves the entire damn thing by talking to Shadow lol.

-Silent Chronos: Started life as a Sonic '06/Silent Hill crossover, hece the working title which hasn't chaged in like...10 years. Pretty much, when Shadow and Silver go to the past and encounter Mephiles and Iblis' birth, Mephiles' power alters and corrupts the Soleannan labratory. Most everyone is turned into monster, with the exclusion of Shadow and Silver. The monsters started out largely symbolic,  but all need to be redesigned something awful. Still haven't figured out much of the plot which is why it's been on the backburner for forever.

ORIGINAL WORKS

-Farron Base: If John Campbell's 'The Thing' were nice. A group of scientists go to explore an abandoned military base and research how the flora and fauna have settled in. They find the base in remarkable condition, with a huge variety of mutated, monstrous creatures. Most are fairly friendly and some are even intelligent. The base's protectors are Nigel and Jay-Myalia (names changed later), who are intelligent, benevolent shapeshifters of the body horror kind. Again, see John Campbell's 'The Thing'. Features actual scientists (!), none of whom are cishet, and one of whom is explicitly autistic. Still not much of a plot yet :///

-Shalkrei: This started back in middle school, so at least 14 years ago, as a Sonic AU. It was my SpIn for a while, and it got huge and complex. Currently doing some pruning. It involved 'demons', magic, ancient civilizations, and furries. Also had at least one parallel universe with different species and rules.

Holy shit this got long, sorry

Tagging @Elumish, @chocolatcoffees, @Sonic-the-tumblog,  and anybody else who wants to do it since I don’t follow that many writers