#keep in mind this isn’t a swap au or anyth

[cuppajj]

I have a question, if the ancient heroes are the villains in A.U., what does the beast cookie look like as good guys?(Do they look the same but in a good guy's way?)

Unfortunately for everyone, the old beasts don’t become good. We just have 10 bad guys

[inoreuct]

horse girl zoro/prince sanji au that @redgitanako and i talked about way back when because it suddenly crossed my mind OKAY HERE WE GO

zoro’s a travelling bounty hunter with three horses. yes, three. don’t tell kitetsu and enma but wado’s his favourite

wado was kuina’s horse; when kuina died she was so sad because she didn’t get why kuina was gone and for a while zoro had to emotionally support a horse AND himself, but horses are smart creatures. wado understood by herself after a while. they don’t really talk about it.

on that note, zoro talks to his horses. people look at him like he’s a few crayons short of the whole pack but they don’t say anything because he looks scary as hell; built like a brick wall, one eye gone, gnarly scar across his chest and all

(they’ll never know that he’s having an argument with enma about buying supplies where one party is contributing in possibly-misinterpreted horse looks. the crayons aren’t missing— but it’s admittedly a little hard to prove they’re there, zoro, we can’t keep defending you like this)

sanji's the third prince of the kingdom that hires him; sora’s the queen, and his siblings are all decent other than regular sibling assholery. judge is on the run and they’ve made the collective decision that they want his head on a stick.

zoro expects sanji to be a stuck-up priss because he LOOKS like a stuck-up priss— look at his perfect hair. his clothes. his heeled boots and his stupid curly eyebrows

but NO. well, yes, sanji IS a little bit of a stuck-up priss but also, he’s good with horses?? wado takes to him like a DREAM and zoro's flabbergasted because anybody who has ever tried to coddle her other than zoro or kuina has gotten kicked in the head, but sanji's petting at her neck and cooing at her in baby-talk and she's licking sugar cubes and apple slices out of his palm. zoro feels so betrayed.

like of COURSE his horse had to take a liking to the boy he hates OF ALL PEOPLE.

(zoro. at this moment the horse is smarter than you. listen to her.)

reiju’s the princess here, but sanji’s the one who got all the magic-esque affinities. animals LOVE him. he would be a literal disney princess if not for the fact that he doesn’t love them back

like SQUIRREL. WHY ARE YOU SHITTING ALL OVER MY YARD. GO AWAY. WHY IS A DOG TRYING TO LICK MY HAIR. WHYYY IS THIS BIRD BRINGING ME STICKS ALL THE TIME. he’s trying to fall asleep. he hears a TSKTSKTSKTSKTSKTSKTSK. he sits up and gets right out of bed and starts yelling at the lizard on the ceiling.

he does have a pretty mare called maple, though! (and zoro can’t help but love her too; it’s a sign that the mosshead doesn’t clock until much, much later)

and then zoro comes into his life with his three horses and sanji yanks him in by the collar like "listen up, swordsman. i do not CARE how sweet your horses are. i do not CARE how— how— WHATEVER you are. if you stink up my stable i will make you sleep in it, are we clear?" and zoro just nods because he’s having a bit of a gay crisis

sanji is 1. pretty 2. entirely able to hold his own and 3. Wado Approved™ and zoro does NOT know how to deal. at all. he’s holding onto wado’s reins for dear life. he wonders if the same ultimatum would apply if he swapped out the word stable for bed and immediately wants to dunk himself into the horse trough.

meanwhile sanji isn’t spared at all. sora sits on her throne, one eyebrow raised as her son goes on and on about how "mother i hate the swordsman you hired. he's green. and ugly. like a troll. like an OGRE. his hands are too big. his boots are too shiny. his earrings are cute but only because i want them. his EVERYTHING smells like horse. he might as well be a horse with how strong he is, did you know how many hay bales he carried at once??" and she’s just like,,, "honey are you sure this is hate"

she certainly wouldn’t mind them being together. zoro is rough around the edges and does smell a bit like horse, admittedly, but he was clearly raised right— he’s respectful in his own gruff way and he does things with immense care. sora’s noticed. she knows her son well enough to know that he’s noticed, too.

one day sanji bumps into zoro on his way out of the baths and wow. okay. so he doesn’t smell like horse ALL the time and oh his hair is damp and there's a towel around his waist and he is very, very shirtless and sanji turns around in a panic and walks face-first into a pillar.

he watches zoro care for his horses, carefully brushing through their manes and coats as he speaks to them softly, and alright. maybe this guy isn’t all bad. animals, sanji has noticed, are brilliant judges of character; horses especially can be testy and temperamental, and they don’t hesitate to kick anybody they don’t like.

zoro’s horses love him, and it’s obvious. maple looks forward to the snacks he slips her when he thinks that nobody’s looking. that says a lot more about his character than anything else.

after a few days zoro has a solid plan down and sets out to find judge, and suddenly the stables are empty. sanji finds himself going out with maple more and more, exploring the woods around their forest to pass the time because he needs something to keep his mind occupied and there’s only so much he can cook. judge might be a piece of shit, but he’s also an evil genius, and sanji refuses to admit he’s worried even though he is.

and then zoro comes back with judge’s war helmet wrapped in a cloth, gore dripping off the bottom edge as he sets it at sora’s feet.

he’s a little banged up, tired as hell with a couple of scratches here and there— nothing serious, but sanji still drags him to the infirmary and cleans him up perhaps a little more emotionally than either of them had expected

he passes out for a good few days afterwards but sora invites him to stay for a little longer, a time frame that nobody specifies. zoro just kind of… doesn’t leave. it’s strange for him; he’s wandered, always. he gets antsy staying in one place for too long, but this blond prince that is strangely kind and gives back as good as he gets is really something else.

the days pass. they race and bicker and soon enough, all three of zoro’s horses have brass name plaques tacked above what are now their stalls. he had a room in the palace and a place at the dinner table. sanji’s hair has grown long, now, and neither of them talk about the way that zoro’s stay has become something that feels more permanent—

until zoro finally finds the balls to give sanji one of his earrings as a courting gift. it’s the first one of many, but at that moment sanji just looks at it wide-eyed and zoro starts to shrink back all like "if you. don't want it that's alright. i'll get you something new, something else—" because look, he knows he’s not much. he has money, but not enough to give sanji something really nice. not enough to get something that’s more impressive than all the jewels and gold that the prince could have at a whim. he’s a bounty hunter that came from dirt and this earring is the most precious thing he has to offer, but he understands if—

sanji kisses him. yells something borderline incoherent along the lines of about fucking time as he shakes zoro by the shoulders, but he’s smiling very brightly and he’s very beautiful and zoro has a feeling they're going to be just fine.

(sora and the siblings breathe a collective sigh of relief, because the pining looks and dejected sighing were really getting a little ridiculous.)

(they speak too soon. after they get together it somehow gets WORSE.)

this was a ride… (get it. get it.) okay i’ll stop HOPE YOU ENJOYED HEH i know a lot of places are having a flu season/covid wave going around rn so make sure to hydrate and eat well!! muaks 😽

[st-pop]

SWAP AU!!

Details:

Reiju:

Everything from sanji’s 2nd backstory is the same until the part where reiju helps him escape to the orbit

Rather than Sanji escaping to the orbit for freedom, little sanji, realizing that reiju is also ‘emprisoned’ in a way chose to make reiju leave instead to ‘be free from judges rule’

in the end reiju escaped germa instead of sanji, with the promise that she would come back to save him

(Im pretty sure that reiju had her humanity but still was unable to not follow whatever judge said, dont come after me if this isnt right, im surviving off of spoilers since im on skypiea 🫶)

Reiju, on the orbit didn’t really do much other than decide to work on the ship until they reached land

But then, oh no! The cook pirates attack! Reiju’s fine though because of her Germa abilities, she did save the captain of the cook pirates however and bring him to land..wonder how that will play out later in the story

Anyways, once on land she starts to go in hiding because while on the orbit she finds a newspaper detailing how germa/judge is looking for her

Overtime she ends up working for an anonymous assassination network (since killing was what she had been practically raised to do) called ‘Baroque works’ as Poison Tulip, as Mr. 1’s partner. (Ms.Doublefinger is forced to be Bon Clay/Mr 2’s partner dispite him not wanting/needing a partner :’))

She meets the SwitchAU! crew (which was only Ace, Nojiko, and Kuina at the time) when she had been attempting to assassinate kuina as she was on Baroque Works’s ‘hit-list’ (For more context, a few years back when Baroque Works had attempted to recruit Kuina, like Zoro in the OG universe, she beat up one of the millions and (coincidentally) the Mushi-Mushi line the millions had on that directly connected to Crocodile’s office had turned on. Kuina (unknowing of the Mushi-Mushi line) said something like ‘After a while, crocodile!’ As a catchy goodbye (knowing nothing about Mr.0’s identity) completely unaware of the fact she gave the actual Crocodile a bloody heart attack and got herself on Baroque Works’s top hitlist and for the past few years she’s had to deal with baroque works assassins)

Before Kuina and Reiju can actually begun fighting, Nojiko throws a tangerine (picked up from onland) to reiju saying ‘You look like you havent gotten to eat in days’, Reiju expects this to be something to keep her off her guard, or perhaps a taunt but quickly sees the rest the crew, (Kuina waiting patiently for her to eat and Ace flashing her a grin before telling her they have more food in the back if she needs any) and realizes that they’re genuine.

This reminds her of Sanji and shes explains that originally she was to kill the swordswoman however now shes changed her mind and has decided that she’d like to join the crew.

Nojiko and Kuina are suspicious but after seeing their captain’s grin they realize that anything they say wont be much use so they just sorta accept it

And thats how in this au reiju joined the SwitchAu! Crew!,

Kuina:

Ok so for kuina i’ve always liked the idea that her story would exactly be like Zoro’s, so that what im going to do here

the only different is that Zoro died young instead when he was training, kuina took up the 3 sword style technique to commemorate him

Ik that this isn’t really for kuina but i just have to put this here, in this AU tashigi is a dude who looks identical to Zoro (tashigi was so important to Zoro’s story in the OG timeline so i feel its only right to do the same for kuina. Tashigi’s personality, glasses and morals are all still the same tho ^^

Ok this is it for now, i’ll edit this later and slowly add the rest of the AU’s Backstories when i’ve got the time 🫶

[koji-haru]

Swap AU Part: 8

Adam had been rather fidgety and tense today, Michael noticed. The first man was usually more affectionate and tactile, always sticking close to him and dragging him around the garden to show him something new. And yet, today out of nowhere, Adam seemed to make sure to maintain some sort of distance between them, looking away as his mind seemed preoccupied with something. Like right now, Adam sat at least a metre apart from him as they have their daily shared lunches. The human was mindlessly nibbling on a slice of melon, his thoughts clearly far and away from where he was right now. The only relief that Michael had was that, at the very least, Adam didn’t seem to be avoiding him, though he was still acting weirdly towards him.

Having enough of being purposely ignored along with not being able to hide his concern any longer, Michael placed his own slice of melon down and confronted Adam. “What’s bothering you?”

“Huh?” Adam looked up from his slice of fruit and finally looked directly at Michael for the first time today.

“You’ve been rather distant today,” Michael clarified. “And you seem to be distracted by something. You know you can always tell me what’s bothering you.”

Adam fidgeted uneasily on his seat, his gaze back down on his barely eaten melon as he twiddled his fingers while he considered Michael’s suggestion. His brows furrowed and lips downturned, uncertainty painted upon his features as he weighed his options carefully in his mind. 

“Oh, it’s nothing really…”

That…didn’t look good for Michael. “Have I done something to upset you?,” he asked. Michael knew that despite his efforts, he always seemed to put off others; apparently something to do with the atmosphere he exuded, whatever Lucifer meant. But now he was carefully considering his brother’s words, had he somehow been unkind to Adam? If so, it was something he wanted to quickly apologise for and rectify.

“What?” Adam quickly glanced back at the angel. “Oh nonono! That’s not..! It isn’t..!,” Adam paused to gather his thoughts. “You’re not at fault Michael,” he smiled softly albeit still anxiously. 

He shouldn’t pry, Michael knew he really shouldn’t, but damn if he wasn’t curious now, still concerned, but definitely on the more curious side now. That, and Adam’s answer just wasn’t satisfactory enough to deter his curious wondering, especially when the first man didn’t seem to be wholly honest with his response. 

“So how come you’ve been avoiding being direct with me today?,” he inquired. 

Adam opened his mouth to try and refute, but before any words came out, Michael continued his questioning. 

“You’ve been keeping a certain distance from me, you keep looking away from me, and you’ve been keeping our conversations short,” Michael listed the oddities he noticed today, counting them one by one with his fingers. Three pale fingers were held up accusingly towards Adam.

“I– uhm.” Adam’s throat suddenly felt very dry, having his actions listed like that made him feel caught out. “Are you really going to make me tell you?,” he asked with wide pleading eyes, lower lip bitten. 

Well, now Michael just felt awful. Perhaps he had pushed too much. He sighed, “No, you don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to. I’m just worried I did something wrong.” Deep blue eyes held Adam’s golden ones, as Michael expressed his sincere apology. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have pushed you like that.”

And that just sent Adam’s heart aflutter even more as the warmth in his soul spread aglow throughout his being, spreading such giddy happiness all over. He just couldn’t help it; the more he spent time with the angel, the more deeply fell into this whirlpool of pink flowers and light fluttering wings of blue butterflies. It felt inescapable, and honestly, he didn’t want to leave at all as he enjoyed the sweet scents and the soft brush of it against his bare skin while he stood at its epicentre. It was like being in a completely new world, separate from Heaven and Eden, and more beautiful than both combined. It was his paradise within paradise. 

Slowly, he moved closer to the angel, sitting at a distance he normally used to be in. It was odd, for him to act so boldly now that he was keenly aware of what his heart contained. Adam glanced down at the angel beside him, long lashes shading his golden eyes that held an uncharacteristic seriousness behind them. “I’ll offer you the same deal like last time,” he proposed, his voice almost a whisper. “I’ll tell you, only if you keep it a secret.”

Suddenly, it was Michael himself who felt like he needed more space between him and Adam. Such closeness and the way Adam currently looked under the sun’s bright glow, it was like the man himself was made of the purest of gold; more divine than anything in Heaven, and yet completely whole with the earth. It was as if the gold had seeped into his very being, the liquid quickly solidifying within him, leaving him stiff and unable to move a single muscle within such a pure presence. Somehow, perhaps through divine help, his voice finally managed to find its way out of his lips. “I promise.”

The air was still around them, the playful banter between the ripples of the lake quieted down, the garden’s residents moved more gently and softly all to listen in on the words about to be said aloud by the first man. Adam took a deep breath, his nerves set alight, heart pounded against his chest demanding to be freed. And so, he did. “Michael, I… You’re the reason that I look forward to seeing the sun rise high up in the sky everyday.” 

Adam paused, trying to maintain his composure; though his eyes wanted to look away and his body to run far away, he kept his gaze at the angel who had his heart and anchored his body to remain beside him. “You were by my side when I needed it most, and even now you still remain.” He gently held Michael’s hands between his and confessed, “I would like to be the one to remain by your side, Michael.”

The confessed words lingered in the air in anticipation of what was to come next. Michael felt himself drawn into such beautiful eyes, that held such vulnerability and anxiety, but most of all love. His gaze moved down to the first man’s lips, and unconsciously, Michael leaned up towards Adam, slowly closing the gap between them.

“Michael–,” Adam gasped.

But before the distance between was closed, Michael stopped his advance, suddenly becoming very aware of the situation they were in. Out in the open in broad daylight, he was about to…to… He pulled away from Adam and turned away, untangling their hands in the process. Shame and alarm washed over him like a wave of freezing water as the reality of what he had almost done sank into him. 

“Michael?,” asked Adam as he tried to look over the angel, confused at the sudden change in his behaviour.

Michael kept his back turned to Adam, unable to face the human. “I’m sorry Adam.”

Three words, and Adam felt his heart shatter into a million jagged shards. What had happened? One moment Michael seemed to reciprocate his feelings, and then pushed him away in the next. Had he read things wrong? 

“I don’t understand. You were about to–”

“Make a mistake,” Michael cut in. 

Adam could feel tears well up in his eyes and his lips quiver despite his efforts not to cry. “So I would’ve just been a mistake to you…”

Upon hearing this, Michael quickly turned around to face a sniffling Adam. “What? No! That’s not what I meant,” he grasped Adam’s face between his hands, forcing the human to look him directly in the eyes. “You’re not a mistake Adam, you won’t ever be.”

“Then why?”

“Because you are the first man, and I’m an archangel. It just cannot be, you know that,” answered Michael. 

Adam removed Michael’s hands away from his face, but kept his gaze held. “But how do you feel?”

“I…care for you, Adam,” he replied, breaking his gaze away from the first man as he looked down at their intertwined hands. 

“But not enough to follow through with it.” Adam tried to pull his hands away, but Michael held them firm between his.

“It doesn’t matter how much I care for you. It’s not allowed. The consequences could be dire, especially for you.” He looked back up at Adam, his eyes begging the first man to please understand what he was trying to convey. “Please understand, Adam. I can’t risk you.”

With a resigned sigh, Adam slowly nodded, “I understand. It couldn’t be helped, I suppose.” He pulled his hands away from Michael, this time the angel letting it go, and placed them over his broken heart. He needed some distance between the two of them, and not in the same way he had felt just mere minutes earlier. Space. He needed space between them. 

“You should go,” he suggested. “It’s getting late.”

The sun was still at its highest point in the sky, and the lunch they had prepared together barely eaten, there was still plenty of time before Michael had to go back to Heaven. But when he attempted to reach out towards Adam and the man pulled further away from him, he knew that it was getting late. 

“I…guess it is getting late…,” he hesitantly agreed. Michael stood up, patting his robes off of any dirt before unfurling his three pairs of white-blue wings. He glanced one last time at Adam, “I’ll be off then.” And then flew back to Heaven, leaving only dust behind from where he last stood. 

Adam watched the now empty spot beside, and before he knew it, tears finally flowed down his cheeks. He understood where Michael was coming from, which was precisely why he felt so stupid right now. What exactly was he thinking? How could it have possibly ended any other way? He knew Michael, and how steadfast and loyal the angel was towards Heaven. He was lucky that Michael was even doing him such favours in the first place. He knew that, and yet he still… It seemed like Lilith got it all wrong.

Adam remained seated on the rock by the lake, tucking his legs close to his chest as the midday sun’s warmth seemed to have stopped reaching him. He broke the slices of melon into smaller chunks, tossing them into the lake as fishes from big to small rushed to gather where the fruit sank. Some smaller fish stayed further behind as fish that looked similar to them swam back to them with a chunk of fruit in their mouth. Waterfowls of different kinds also gathered by the lake, hoping to get some fruit as well. Many came in pairs, flying and swimming together, feeding and grooming one another. Meanwhile, Adam sat by his lonesome on the rock as he watched the animals care for one another. 

The drakes had their hens, the bucks with their does, the boars and their sows. Even the dragonflies by the reeds danced in pairs as they playfully chased one another, their iridescent wings shimmering under the morning’s light. It wasn’t fair. Adam hugged his legs even closer to himself as he buried his face in his arms, hiding the enviable sight away from his eyes. He tried to stop the tears from flowing out by pressing his eyes against his arms, but it seemed like a fruitless task as the pain that was seeded in his chest just kept growing and growing until they blossomed as tears that trickled down his cheeks. His mind understood Michael’s reason; logically, it made absolute sense, but his heart just couldn’t seem to cooperate and accept the fact. 

Even Lilith, his supposed equal, had a partner, even if that someone was Lucifer. Every resident of the garden seemed to have someone who remained by their side, pairs who were meant to be together for eternity. And yet, here he was, made to have an equal and companion in mind, without someone to call his. 

Part 7

Part 9

[the-violet-galaxy]

Moon in the Killswap AU, to go along with Sun! This Swap AU explores TSAMS if Sun had been the one with the killcode – and by extension, Moon is the one Eclipse manifests inside of.

The twins’ backstory is almost the same as canon. Moon was born with no control over the body, and was angry and lashed out at Sun for this (and was an asshole to pretty much everyone else when he did have control.)  Sun was afraid of him, but still tried to reach out. They came to an understanding, became brothers, and found a way to separate.

Where the backstory differed is with Sun. His killcode was like a switch that activated when he was pushed to a limit, reacting to abuse, mistreatment, the breaking of rules. Moon’s abuse was one of the things that could trigger Sun’s killcode, which emotionally destroyed Sun every time he came back to himself to find someone dead by his hands; during these early years, Moon was so bitter about his circumstances that he sometimes egged Sun on and mocked him for his efforts to not kill people.

But eventually, he knew Sun was not to blame, and wanted to change for the better. He wanted to help Sun suppress his Killcode. So, he separated them, so they could start a new chapter in their lives.

But Sun considered himself too weak to ever fully control his killcode – so while they were in the process of separating, he secretly snuck it through the datastream into Moon’s head, who he thought would never be affected by it.

And Eclipse manifested inside of Moon, who was “Sun” trapped alone within the mind of his abuser…

And a year later Eclipse shows up and begins his crusade to ruin the brothers’ lives and to find the Star to bring order to the world! While inside Moon, he starts amplifying Moon’s faults. He eggs on his abusive behavior towards Sun, his assholish behavior to others, and, one of Moon’s biggest struggles: his controlling nature.

Because these are all faults that Moon has, and Eclipse shines an especially strong light on them. This causes tension between the brothers as they try to figure out what to do, when Eclipse keeps hijacking Moon’s body in search of that Star.

(Especially when Sun’s killcode starts regenerating, and as with before, when Moon is abusive towards Sun, that is one of the big triggers to make the killcode’s influence stronger and stronger until Killcode as a sapient entity is strong enough to be born. For Sun’s arc, the killcode is like a metaphor for “taking revenge and hurting the people who hurt you back,” which Sun desperately wants to fight against.)

And so, one of the big parts of the AU is Moon having to learn to be a better person – to keep changing for the better -- to unlearn his abusive patterns. That will be the key.  

Because one thing’s for sure: Sun is the most important person in Moon’s world. Even during the times when he hurts him, he still loves him more than anything. He vows he WILL protect Sun (and the rest of his family that come later), he will keep Eclipse from the Star so he can’t use it to kill them, he will save Sun when Solar is implanted in his head (and later, protect Solar when he is their brother), he will find a way to remove Sun’s killcode when it regenerates and becomes sentient.

(But it won’t be that easy. And, well, when things keep NOT going his way, Moon might end up with a very unhappy arc that ends in disastrous consequences the way it did for Sun when Sun killed Bloodmoon…)   

And that’s an overview for Moon!

Some other notes:

Moon has very little knowledge of Magig. Sun is the master magic user.

Moon is the one who suffered July 16 because of the Blacksun Burn Twins, and boy is he mad at them.

Roxanne replaces Monty and is Sun’s close friend. Whether there is a crush or not, Moon still teases Sun about having a crush on Roxanne.

It’ll be fun to write how Moon interacts differently with Solar and Killcode when they control Sun’s body. (He first realizes Solar is in there when Solar isn’t good at acting happy and jittery like Sun.) (But he haaaaates Killcode’s guts sososo much you guys.)

(It will also shine a light on Killswap Moon’s difference between Old Moon and New Moon from TSAMS canon.)  

That’s him! I should probably draw Eclipse next!

[honestlyboringperson]

Team BEST in the Persona 5 AU! Skizz looks like utter dogshit because I can’t draw muscles! Sorry Skizz!

Also yes, Etho’s outfit is partially based on @/spell-struck’s Arcana Swap AU design for Yusuke. Go check it out! Their designs are amazing.

Again, More Information is under the cut.

Southlanders

The Scottage + Gem

Fairy Fort

Magical Mountain + Cub

Bdubs - “Scout” - The Lovers Arcana - Peter Pan/Orobas

A man of short stature and an even shorter fuse, Bdubs is a college student pursuing a degree in architecture and is known for his dubious ability to immediately know what field someone should go into. Be it art, film, or even just mathematics, his judgement is never wrong which led him to be recruited into a local theatre troupe to help with casting members to roles. This causes him to befriend a certain young prodigy actor who specializes in theatrically heroic protagonists and bombastically charismatic villains.

His persona is Peter Pan who is a famous pop culture character. Peter Pan is known for his devil may care attitude and his claims of greatness. His abilities allow himself and others to fly, and in this AU, Bdubs is known for uplifting others with both his scouting abilities and work as a phantom thief. Bdubs is also quite boastful, also fitting with Peter Pan’s character.

His Ultimate Persona is Orobas, a Great Prince of Hell and a Goetic Demon. He is the patron of horses, and gives power and control over others. He also can protect people from evil spirits and is clairvoyant. No wonder Bdubs “Horsegirl Supreme” got this guy as his ultimate persona.

Etho - “Shade” - The Hanged Man Arcana - Arahabaki/Inari-Okami

Etho is a mysterious college student known throughout the campus as being aloof, quiet, and even possibly dangerous. Those close to him know he’s just socially awkward. At a young age, he is known for his inventions in engineering and was presented with several scholarships to several prestigious institutions across the city. Unfortunately, he is horrendously bad at anything that isn’t engineering, with his apartment in shambles and his diet mostly consisting of energy drinks and a wide variety of instant ramen.

Arahabaki is a Japanese god of uncertain origin, with this particular portrayal & the one in the Shin Megami Tensei franchise being mainly inspired by the forgery by Tsugaru Soto-Sangunshi. They are a symbol of treachery, rebellion, and heresy after Emperor Jimmu found his enemy Nagasunehiko worshipped him.

Inari Okami is the kami of foxes, fertility, rice, tea, and general worldly success. They are the reason several shrines in Japan have fox statues and they are known for their ability to shapeshift. Their entourage was made up of pure white kitsune, categorized as “zenko” as opposed to the malicious “yako” kitsune.

Skizz - “Knight” - The Justice Arcana - Templar/Heracles

Skizz is Impulse’s best friend and former police officer. He currently works as a construction worker, but helps Impulse with his smithing business. He was fired after directly opposing the corruption that began to spread throughout the city’s police force, and his name was slandered. Despite these tragedies, he keeps a goofy and cheerful demeanour throughout his days. Despite no longer being in the police force, he will not overlook anything he sees as harmful.

Templar, full name Simon Templar is a Robin Hood figure coined “The Saint”. His calling card consists of a stick figure with a halo, and said calling cards were often given to corrupt politicians, warmongers, and other similar low-lives. He was described as “a buccaneer in the suits of Savile Row, amused, cool, debonair, with hell for leather blue eyes, and a saintly smile.”

Heracles is a famed Roman hero, and is considered the god of strength and heroes. He is most known for his tale of the twelve labours, wherein he completes twelve labours set by King Eurystheus to atone for killing his family after Hera makes him temporarily lose his mind. These tasks were aided by his allies and finished with a combination of strength, trickery, and camaraderie.

Tango - “Blaze” - The Magician Arcana - Guy Fawkes/Nimrod

Tango is a popular novelist and D&D master, known for his works in the fantasy horror novel franchise “Decked Out”. Although the original novels were made to satisfy his own desire to tell a compelling story, he becomes severely creatively blocked and is unable to keep up with the demands of his fans. After joining, he’s trying to start fresh with a new franchise, and is currently looking for inspiration for a new novel with the help of Jimmy.

Guy Fawkes is a key figure behind the infamous & controversial Gunpowder Plot. The Gunpowder Plot was a planned regicide, with several barrels of gunpowder being hidden within or near the House of Parliament, with Guy Fawkes being in charge of the explosives. The plan was to blow up the Parliament with the King James I inside and instate a Catholic monarch to the throne. Despite the motives being questionable, the plan failed and all the offenders, Guy Fawkes include were executed for treason. Today, in celebration of the king’s survival and the failure of the plan or simply enjoying the festivities, Bonfire Night was created, with several bonfires, fireworks, and other similar events taking place.

Nimrod is the architect of the Tower of Babel and is known as a king who rebelled against god themselves. The Tower of Babel was intended to reach towards the heavens, but God struck it down and changed the language of the people so they could no longer understand each other and scatters them across the earth.

[boyardee-znuts]

crow monster au kageyama nsfw hcs kageyama tobio x fem reader wc: 2.2k content warning(s): nsfw, monster au mdni banner by cafekitsune

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—crow monster! kageyama who finds himself falling in love with a small, measly human that could never show a candle to his strength. He’s so big and tall and beastly, enough to even dwarf some of the tall trees that make up the forest he calls home, enough to make even the tallest buildings made by mankind look like nothing more than toys. And yet, you seem to know that past the thick obsidian-black feathers that cover his whole body, the monstrous talons and claws that take the place of his hands, and the black wings that stretch from his back, all that he really is is a scared creature in search of a companion. Just like any old beast, you know that there isn’t an animal that can’t be tamed, and Tobio finds himself subdued by your affection and promises to never abandon him.

—crow monster! kageyama who has the prettiest eyes once you push back the feathers covering his face. It’s almost terrifying to see how human he is past the beastly husk, just a step removed from being a beautiful boy you might have had a crush on in another lifetime. You realize that he can be a tad bit shy at times, and he likes watching you do “human” things. He’s especially fond of when you read to him, and he’ll lay his head in your lap as you recant to him all sorts of fantastical tales. He likes that you’re so smart and can explain all kinds of complex plotlines, themes, and theories to him, and even though it makes him feel a bit childish, he can’t help but be a little jealous of the picture-perfect protagonists that can sweep away their love interests so easily. 

—crow monster! kageyama who mimics human courtship in hopes of winning your favor. Humans like pretty things, right? They swap things like presents and flowers in the books you read, so you must like them too, right? He’s not meant for delicate or tasks that require finesse, so instead of clean blossoms, he ends up uprooting the blooms whole and indiscriminately. He steals a pretty ribbon and does his best to tie the flowers into a coherent bouquet, but it’s hard to do when his claws get in the way, the flowers are stained with mud, and all the leaves and stems and roots keep getting in the way. But Kageyama refuses to quit and does his best to offer up a suitable gift. He’ll be very pleased when you accept it, ruffling his black feathers proudly and staring at you for the rest of the day from afar to see how you cherish and care for his flowers.  His heart skips a beat each time you brush your fingers brush up against the petals or whenever you duck your head to smell their sweet scent.

—crow monster! kageyama who lets his curiosity get the better of him sometimes. Your skin feels so tender and good whenever he touches you, and your body doesn’t resemble or feel anything like his. He can grip your waist with his claws and lift you in the air, and your surprised gasp whenever he squeezes at your body a little too tightly makes something in his own body buzz. Your scent, left lingering all over your belongings and wherever you go, leaves him unable to think straight and his mind quite foggy. He tries to smooth his feathers over to imitate the soft expanses of your own skin and flesh, but no matter how much he preens himself, it doesn’t feel quite the same.

—crow monster! kageyama who can’t let his instincts lay low much longer. He’s in love, and everything you do around him makes his body go crazy. He doesn’t understand why he always wants your body on his, why he wants to swallow you up like the monster he is, why his body feels so sticky and hot at night when you’re not there. He feels like he’s always teetering on the edge of going into heat and letting the lust pooling inside of his mind and stomach go crazy. He grows so much greedier for your touch, gripping your wrists with his talons and pressing your small palms against his chest, his stomach, a sound akin to moans escaping his mouth. His touches are awkward and desperate and clumsy, but the knot that mounts in his gut is impossible for him to ignore. He falls asleep burying his face into clothes and pillows he stole from you, his sharp claws fumbling with his swollen cock and stroking animalistically at his length. It hurts, but it doesn’t feel good. He’s frustrated, and he wants to shove you down and pin you down using the sheer difference in size. He knows the arousal that overwhelms him would go away if you would help him. But you’re a human, and he’s a monster—would asking you to touch him make you disgusted with him? The thought of your face wrinkled in fear and disdain makes his heart sink inside of his chest, but at the same time, it turns him on so badly. He ends up humping his bed-nest amalgamation until his sheets are drenched with his cum, but the pounding in his abdomen refuses to go away no matter how long or how hard he goes at it to the thought of you.

—crow monster! kageyama who does end up going into heat. His inhuman cries and moans fill the forest, and he wants you so badly that he might as well be in pain. He keeps fucking his fist or grinding against any of your belongings that he can get his claws on, but sniffing your scent and imagining lewd scenarios with you doesn’t make the tightness in his chest go away. He imagines you all day, legs spread and bent over in all sorts of obscene positions, all spread out for him to take you on his cock. He imagines burying his cock over and over into you, stretching your insides out, forcing you to take him until he’s emptying load after load into your poor hole. He imagines your cries, the way you’d cling to him and claw at him with your tiny nails, eyes rolling back and whimpering, “‘t won’t fit, Tobio…! Too big- You’re too big…! You’ll break me, you’ll break me with your cock!” It’s embarrassing how much and how often he cums masturbating to the thought of completely overwhelming you and fucking into you as if you’re just a toy made for his pleasure, the territorial streak in his brain purring and reveling in the thought of ruining you so far past recovery with his length that no one but him will be enough to satisfy you. You’re his: made to rest in his wings, made to be the small human he can dote on, made to be his perfect mate.

—crow monster! kageyama who can’t meet your eyes when you find him, led to his den by his unending cries all throughout the night. He shakes uncontrollably when you reach forward and brush the sticky feathers slick with sweat away from his face. His eyes are glassy and unfocused, and all he needs is to feel your lips kissing away his hot tears and whisper his name to know that you’re willing to let him take you. He knows he should be gentle. He should be a better lover. He should be able to keep his instincts at bay and be good, but none of that sticks in his mind when he’s ripping your clothes apart and shoving you down onto the ground. He slams your thighs apart and pins you down, manhandling your body as if you’re made out of soft cotton and feathers rather than real flesh and bone, and his mouth is all over your slick entrance. His tongue laps at your slit and hole, some monstrous part of him happily swallowing up your taste. He keeps your thighs pried apart with his claws, and he refuses to even give you a chance of escaping him. Your moans and cries are sweeter than he could have ever imagined; the scent of sex making the primal parts of mind go crazy. He humps whatever he can grind up against as he continues licking and sucking at you, not exactly sure if what he’s doing is right but not really caring because he finally, finally has you right where he wants you. 

—crow monster! kageyama who almost cums right then and there when his cock dips into you. He’s too much for you to take whole, but he tries to shove as much of it as he can physically. His already incoherent cries become a flurry of whimpers and sobs, his hips grinding up against yours needily. He’s only put his cock inside you, but he can’t even bring himself to thrust into you properly. It’s already too much for him, his synapses at full throttle as his body struggles just to adjust to having you wrapped so tightly around him. Your cunt milks him, pulses around him, and it’s taking everything in him to not break you in half and fuck himself into you until he’s sure every part of your insides are stuffed with his cum. He drinks up your moans, your sweet voice egging him on, any sense of rationale and logic inside of him gone the very instant he got his paws on you. He’s rutting wildly into you once he gains some modicum of control over himself, and hot flashes of pleasure rip through your body. You can’t breathe; it feels like he’s filling you all the way up to your throat, but you can feel his thinly veiled restraint. He would never want to hurt you, never risk scaring you away, and you do your best to lay there so that the unending pounding in his navel goes away. If he weren’t in so much pain, it would be almost cute to see such a feared creature turn into a desperate mess, unable to live without your attention. All he can think about, feel, live for is the way your insides suck him in, your body made to be a part of him forever, human or monster or not. 

—crow monster! kageyama who still demands a warped sense of romance from you even in the thick of his frenzied heat. He kisses you over and over, and when his hands aren’t spreading you open so he can fuck into you deeper, he’s trying to weave his claws into your fingers. He really does want to be a good man for you, so he does his best to continue his imitation of human courtship even when he’s reduced to such a pathetic state. He wants you to want this too, wants it to feel just as good for you too. The two of you are defying the laws of nature by choosing each other, and he’s going to meet you in the middle so you aren’t left stranded. His teeth graze over your neck and your thin skin, threatening to break you and mark you up, but he swaps out the violent, animal part of his mind out for who he would be had he been born as a suitable partner for you, as a human. But you wanted this, you accepted him, you picked him—you picked a monster to be your one and only. Kageyama makes sure you feel the brunt of it as he fucks you, stretching out your walls again and again, your hole overflowing with his sticky cum, determined to let the whole world know your choice. You’re fucked dumb, eyes just as glassy and hazed over as he is, his name dying out on your lips, your inner thighs drenched with your cum mixing with his, and he’s nothing short of enamoured to death. 

—crow monster! kageyama who nestles you deep into his wings and his downy feathers as you rest. Your belly feels like it’s been stuffed to the brim with his semen, and even then, he hasn’t completely had his fill yet. But Kageyama loves you and he knows you need a reprise more than anything else. The air is cool and kisses your overwhelmed body as he cradles you the best he can, honey dripping from his wide eyes as you cuddle up to him and let your eyes flutter shut. He can feel you clinging to him as sleep invades your consciousness, and his heart tugs with a sense of gratitude. In a world where he should have been condemned to a lifetime of agonizing solitude and unending unhappiness, you fought against all odds to lay here with him as you are now. He doesn’t care how odd, how fleeting, or even how wrong any of it might be. He has you, and that’s all that will ever matter to the crow. His yesterdays no longer define his todays, and the same goes for you. His heartbeat is loud and echoes through your body, down to your bones, in a rhythm that defies the universe but unites the two of you wholly.

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[writer-or-whatever]

The body swap WIP! I love that trope🤭

It's a good fucking trope! Although currently that fic sort of exists just as a bulleted list type outline, not any concrete scenes yet (despite the fact that it has been nebulously floating around in my brain for like a year). Anyway, please enjoy the concept:

AU where soulmates swap bodies for 24 hours. This happens when one of them needs the other most instead of some arbitrary age. Peter, of course, is alone in NYC post-nwh and after Ned and MJ go away to college. 

The bodyswap happens on a completely mundane Tuesday. Peter hasn’t even had any kind of big spiderman fight, and MJ isn’t in any kind of trouble beyond the six courses she’s taking this semester (it’s slightly too many, or so Ned keeps saying, but she needs to keep herself busy to keep her mind off the gaping hole she feels in her life but can’t really get her head around) 

When they swap, Peter does his best not to panic. He goes through his day, doing his best to channel his inner MJ (which, shouldn’t be too hard. He is in her body) and not clue anyone in. He finds her class schedule, goes, takes notes, and lays low so she doesn’t fall behind. He makes it almost all the way through the day before Ned finally catches up to him and almost immediately clocks that he is, in fact, not MJ. Cue the great grilling for information.

Ned is so excited for MJ, for both of them honestly—even though he doesn’t know Peter—and Peter feels so so bad for clamming up and skirting around so many of his questions, giving just the most perfunctory answers and trying not to break down at having his best friend’s enthusiasm aimed at him again. Ned assumes that MJ is the one who needs her soulmate, he knows about her unease and the feeling that she’s missing something big—knows about her lists and drawings of a boy they don’t know (but that looks so familiar somehow) and the feeling of loss that she tries to play off every time he asks. 

Peter feels like he’s been punched in the solar plexus for the entire conversation. He had no idea that MJ was feeling like this. He hadn’t realized that everyone that forgot him had a Peter Parker sized hole in their lives. He didn’t realize it was possible for anyone to miss him so much, especially when they never even knew he was missing. Peter gets so worked up about this that he actually vomits. Ned is so so worried, but before Peter can really say anything one way or another, he’s back in his own body. 

Meanwhile MJ is having quite the Tuesday. She wakes up in this sad tiny cramped apartment back in New York. It takes her approximately five minutes to come across the spidey suit, which is draped over the shower curtain rod drying. It takes her even less time to find the picture of her, Ned, and the boy whose face she is currently wearing. 

She gets that same sick feeling in her gut and buzzing in her head that she’s had for months, every time she tries to figure out what the hell is missing. She still doesn’t know all the details, or any of them really, but the weird holes in her life and in her and Ned’s friendship seem to be adding up to the shape of this boy—of fucking spiderman apparently (and why does that information give her a bit of smug satisfaction? Not that her soulmate is a superhero but rather the fact that she’s figured out that this boy is spiderman). 

She digs around his entire tiny one-room apartment and lays out everything she finds and deems another important piece of the puzzle. She finds a few more photos of them, a lego star wars figure (notably one of the ones that Ned has complained he’s missing from one of his sets), and then the fucking note. The one he wrote to practice telling them who is he is. The one where he tells them all about who he is (Peter Parker), and who he was to her and Ned. Upon reading this, she has a vague memory of this guy walking into the diner she used to work at and giving her his whole name with his order of a single small black coffee before he left. 

Suddenly she is so so angry. It comes from somewhere deep inside her, deeper than the well of the strange sadness she’s been dealing with for months. She doesn’t remember knowing Peter, but somewhere deep inside her she remembers being devasted by something he’s done. 

It’s almost midnight, so she doesn’t have time to do much other than leave him a short note that she leaves on top of all of the other things she’s dug out over the course of the day. It just says ‘You owe me an explanation, Peter’ and her phone number. 

This is, of course, a bad things happen bingo prompt fill so I'm leaving the ending a bit open. So yeah. That's the bodyswap au WIP. Thanks for asking 🥰

[anxiescape]

Celestial Bodies AU: A Battle Between Two Monkeys

*contains major spoilers for Celestial Bodies*

(Also, warning, this is a bit of a long read.)

EDIT: Forgot to mention that I wrote this out to answer a question for @mage-of-words, so I hope this answers it! (The tag isn’t working and I don’t know why 😭)

So, do you guys remember how in JTTW, Wukong and Macaque had that huge fight during the journey, which ended in Macaque’s death? Of course you do.

But did you know that that same battle happens in Celestial Bodies? And that it still results in Macaque’s death?

“But why?” I can hear you asking in despair. “They’re so sweet with each other. They love each other. Wukong legiterally takes on the Jade Emperor for him! Why would they fight? And why would Wukong kill Macaque?”

Well, let’s start at the... not the beginning, per se, but at a significant point in the story, shortly before Wukong was thrown into the Trigram Furnace.

During a talk between Wukong and the Jade Emperor, the Emperor claims that Macaque betrayed Wukong, and told the Celestial Realm all about Wukong’s plans and such during the battle. This isn’t true (the Jade Emperor be bluffin’ here), and Wukong doesn’t want to believe him, but... how else could he have lost?

(Because you’re an overconfident, cocky idiot, Wukong. That’s how you lost. But anyway.)

During his 49 days in the furnace, and his 500 years under the Five-Phases Mountain, Wukong has a long time to think about things. About Macaque, and their relationship, but one thing that keeps coming to his mind is what the Jade Emperor told him about Macaque’s supposed betrayal. This continues to be on his mind, even during the journey.

Now, let’s swap to Macaque’s POV. He has been in a magic-induced sleep since his capture by the Celestial Realm. Pretty fun, right?

Well, the Jade Emperor and Lao Tzu have been at work. Obviously, Macaque was pretty darn useful to them, what with his super-hearing and natural intelligence and all. He was a pretty good fighter, too. Obviously, they want him back. But they’re not going to risk waking him, because then that gives him the chance to escape.

So Lao Tzu has been at work. He has been experimenting—making clones of our celestial moon monkey boi. It took at least a couple hundred years before he succeeded in making one that was actually stable and could survive outside of his laboratory, but he isn’t able to make a spirit to put into them—to give them life.

Now this gets into, like, sci-fi territory, just a little bit. Do y’all know that one episode of Doctor Who, where Amy Pond was replaced by a flesh duplicate? (Uhh... Doctor Who spoilers, by the way. 👀) She was piloting the duplicate from a weird tube/containment pod thing that she was trapped in, and she never even knew that it wasn’t her real body, or that anything was amiss, until she was released from the connection with it.

A very similar thing happens here with Macaque. Using some pretty intense magic seals and spells, Macaque’s mind is connected to the first proper clone. From there, Lao Tzu tries to brainwash him, for lack of a better term. And the “good” thing about these clones is that they are significantly weaker than a celestial monkey. So anytime Macaque tries to break free and escape in one of the clones, he is restrained, and the connection is broken until they are ready to try again. If they fail to restrain the clone and he flees, it is destroyed.

This continues for many, many years—decades, if not centuries—until Macaque’s brain is so messed up that he stops trying to run. Then the real brainwashing can begin. They tell Macaque that Sun Wukong has been captured, and is being held captive by a group of demons and their human master. They tell Macaque that they will allow him to go after Wukong, and if he can free him, then the two monkeys can go live happily ever after—they don’t care about the war anymore.

Obviously, this sounds too good to be true. But Macaque is desperate at this point, and his brain is really confused with all sorts of “false memories” that are left over from the previous “de-comissioned” clones. This poor monkey has suffered through quite a bit of gaslighting, as well. So he eagerly agrees to this plan, and is sent off in search of the scripture pilgrims.

“Woah, woah, wait,” you’re probably thinking. “Why would the Celestial Realm send Macaque after the pilgrims? Don’t they want the scriptures retrieved and all that? Aren’t they on Tripitaka’s side? Kinda?”

Well, yes. But as mentioned before, the Macaque clones are weaker than actual celestial monkeys. They are much easier to kill. So, Lao Tzu and the Jade Emperor’s plan is for Macaque’s clone and Wukong to fight, and for Wukong to kill the clone. Then Wukong will think that Macaque is dead, and he won’t bother to look for him anymore anyway, because obviously he would hate Macaque for attacking his pilgrim brothers, right? And then they can leave Macaque’s sleeping form to rot in its prison cell, forgotten, never to wake and cause trouble for them ever again.

Well, not exactly. Wukong fights the clone, and kills it out of a mixture of rage, exhaustion, and many other overwhelming feelings, and he is distraught. He can’t believe what he has done to the one that he truly loved. And he breaks down.

But luckily, the Buddha is here, and he’s pretty frickin’ cool. He could tell immediately that the clone was not the actual Six-Eared Macaque, and he lets Wukong know this. Mr. All-Knowing here lets Wukong know that Macaque is still in the Celestial Realm, being kept captive under powerful spells and hidden away in Lao Tzu’s tower. This sounds too good to be true, but Wukong is willing to believe it—it’s better than believing that he killed Macaque.

So the journey continues, and eventually comes to an end. And now it’s time for a monkey rescue. Wukong and his awesome pilgrim brothers head back to the Celestial Realm to get Macaque back, and I’m not gonna spoil any of that fun 😈, but it does result in Wukong rescuing Macaque and waking him from his so-called “eternal slumber.”

This is the first time Macaque has “woken up” since his “death” by Wukong’s hands, and the first time he has actually woken up since he was placed under the sleep spell. Macaque tells Wukong about this awful dream that he had where they fought, and Wukong killed him. Wukong is silent.

Macaque’s voice shook as he looked Wukong in the eyes, and fearfully whispered: “It... it wasn’t a dream. Was it?”

Yeah, these monkeys have a lot that they need to work through. But that’s okay. Now they have each other, and all the time in the world to work things out. Together.

The end. 💕

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Sorry for that info-dump, but I hope you guys enjoy it anyway! Let me know what you think!

Also, you guys can thank Amalgamorph for this wonderful clone-Macaque idea, because I was originally just going to have Macaque straight up die. It was going to be really sad. 😭

[nami-moittli]

Have you ever wondered how Digimon Frontier might have gone if the Spirits of Steel, Wood, and Earth had been bequeathed to Ophanimon, the Spirits of Water and Darkness had been bequeathed to Seraphimon, the Spirits of Flame, Light, Ice, Wind, and Thunder had been bequeathed to Cherubimon, and the protagonists had been Katsuharu, Teppei, Chiaki, Teruo, and Koichi (with Koji joining later)? Mind if I send each episode to your inbox so you can say how you think they'd go in that scenario?

Hmm, so basically a swap AU? I can’t say that I’ve ever found myself thinking about that idea before but it could be fun!

First off, who will be who? Kouichi and Kouji obviously stay the same, and it’s pretty obvious that Chiaki would have the water spirits, but after that it gets a bit tricky, so I’ll just say Katsuharu=Steel spirits, Teppei=ground spirits and Teruo=wood spirits. For simplicity’s sake I’ll say that they have the same spirits as shown in the show, even though they’d probably have purified versions of them in an actual AU, just like Kouichi in canon. This does mean that Kouji has evil versions of his Spirits, though I don’t really feel like creating new digimon for this AU.

Now, another question, would their backstories be the same as in canon (with some modifications to make them more protagonist-y, ofc)? As in, Katsuharu and Teppei being bullies to Tommy (I don’t believe the other two have much going for them, really, tho I’d probably have to rewatch the episode these four appear in to get their characters better) Ofc, since this is a swap AU, the twins would obviously swap understandings of one another.

Because the Kou twins have the most going for them, here’s what I’m thinking: very similar to canon, only Kouichi’s grandmother isn’t able to tell Kouichi about Kouji. She probably starts, but before she can finish she gets into a coughing fit, and Kouichi is whisked out of her hospital room, unable to know what his grandmother wanted to tell him. He shuts into himself even more. He’s not going to be as sharp as Kouji is, though I can imagine he has his moments, but he’s more passive about the whole thing.

Kouji on the other hand, would still be caught up in his “dead” mother that he didn’t get to meet and still dislikes his stepmother as a result. Though, just because of those grievances it’s not like he hates his family or anything, just kinda keeps them at arms distance emotion wise. That is, until one particularly bad fight with his dad that leaves his stepmom crying. Kouji decides he finally wants to do something and snoops through everything he can to find some more evidence of his biological mom. That’s when he finds… something. Divorce papers, pictures of him and Kouichi as newborns, anything really, it just has to be proof that his mom is alive. And do he goes out to find her. I imagine that Kouji is a bit more upfront about the whole thing, so when he finds his mom’s address he plans to actually knock on the door, but before he can, he sees Kouichi and his mom through a window. This can also be a moment where he finds out about Kouichi if he didn’t know before. But he sees them huddled together, crying (as this probably takes place right after their grandma dies) and decides that he can’t open the door right now.

Both brothers are still very closed off, it’s just that Kouichi quietly retreated inside his room, and Kouji slammed the door shut.

Kouichi gets Ophanimon’s message, and something deep within him tells him that he’ll find the answer to what his grandma wanted to tell him if he followed it. Kouji didn’t get the message and followed his brother close behind. Then he broke his neck on a flight of stairs. Whoopsies?

Compared to divorce victims Kou1 and Kou2, we know much, much, much less about the other four. So this probably won’t be as long as those two’s sections.

Katsuharu and Teppei, like I mentioned before used to bully Tommy. That could be a good starting off point for these two to get some character development!

Since they already know each other, they’d be really close and probably look down on Chiaki and Teruo a bit, trying to ditch them or something. But with safety in numbers and the fact that they aren’t evil and don’t want the others to die, they’d stay grouped up, with some friction of course. By the time everyone got their spirits they’d just gotten used to having each other around, and again, safety in numbers.

For Chiaki, I like to think of her as a trans girl, because yay representation, and also it makes for a fun dynamic (and parallel to Zoe, who’s ostracized for being a foreigner and not really understanding Japanese social cues, from what I remember, and Chiaki would be ostracized for being trans, but that’s for a different thing lol)

She’d probably LOVE being Ranamon/possibly a purified water spirit because of that, though she also likes that the others don’t know that she was born a boy. Again, it’s been AWHILE since I’ve watched the episode these guys appear in, so they’re basically just OCs atp, so I probably have whatever canon personality traits they have wrong. But I think it could be fun if she feels as though she’s “hiding” something from the others for not telling them, but she also doesn’t want them to know in fear of them treating her differently, so it ends up with her being really quiet most of the time.

When she’s Ranamon though, she comes out of her shell more and is way more confident. She likes that people treat her better based on her looks, like canon Ranamon, and will sometimes use that to her advantage. Her character arc would be about opening up and being herself as “Chiaki” and not letting her newfound vanity, for lack of a better term, get the better of her and learning to be more humble as “Ranamon”

Now for Teruo… I’ve got nothing. The main episode I remember for Arbormon/Petaldramon was the burger one, and I think that Arbormon had like… a weird sense of humor or something? It’s been awhile since I watched the show, so I don’t remember it all.

So basing Teruo off what little I can remember, maybe he’s like JP? Or maybe he’ll be a little like Percy from Epithet Erased, where he does insane shit in his actions but will do them completely straight.

Idk where his character arc goes or even what it should be, but I do think it would be funny if Kouichi HATED him. Because in canon, it’s Duskmon who ends up taking out Arbormon, so it’d be funny to me if Kouichi would outwardly laugh at Teruo’s antics only to be cringing on the inside like, what the fuck ic wrong with this bitch?

Okay, okay, in canon, Kouichi is traumatized by being corrupted and almost killing his brother. Add that with Kouichi just being kinda soft spoken in general, if you will, he’s not going to be that mean. But in this AU, everyone’s characters are somewhat based off antagonists, therefore Kouichi’s arc is not only about finding his brother and what his grandma wanted to tell him, but also gaining enough confidence to call Teruo a bitch on screen 👆

(They would eventually become friends, but as I like to think of it, the OG cast would help you hide a body, these kids would help you MAKE one, okay?)

That’s, about it I think? Sorry that this took so long to get to, I started working on it, then I forgot about it and only finally remembered to finish it today 😭 so, sorry again on that. This was fun though, thanks!

Also, about the episode thing, probably not, sorry. Since I have no clue on how to do Teruo and I fear I’d just leave it to rot in my inbox and/or drafts, I’m good.

[quibbs126]

So I was thinking of another swap au thing where the villains are good and vice versa for Cookie Run, like I did before with Dark Cacao and Dark Choco and the Licorice Sea, since while I like that one, I admit the scope of “swapping” is very limited, since for all intents and purposes, the two were the same as their originals, just something happened to Dark Cacao. And I suppose that Dark Enchantress and her group were more benevolent. (Although now that I think back, I think I may have intended it to be this was one difference in this world and not the only one, but whatever)

But anyways yeah, I had another idea this morning and I wanted to share

Okay, so basically here, I’m focusing on the Ancients and their Soul Jams, as the big difference here is that the Soul Jams Are corrupting the Ancients. But also like, they don’t know it’s corrupting them. Like, when they first started out on their journeys together, they were still largely the same as the originals, but after finding the Soul Jams, they became corrupted over time by them, each vying for the other Soul Jams and for more power, while also becoming crueler and their negative traits being increasingly amplified. They eventually started waging all out war on each other’s kingdoms, not resting until they had the other Soul Jams, leading Earthbread into chaos

White Lily didn’t have a kingdom and she largely stayed out of the conflict as an opposing force (rather planning on taking them from the others when the dust settles and they’re all weakened), but still continued her experiments with Cookies and learning the purpose of their creation. She still goes to the Witch’s Banquet and gets rebaked, but here, her rebaking disconnects her from her Soul Jam, freeing her mind from its influence. Afterwards, she realizes that she and her old friends were basically being manipulated by the gems, and her quest to obtain their Soul Jams is now about destroying them and ridding the other Ancients of their influence, in hopes of possibly saving them. The Dark Flour War is more her intervening in the conflict to stop them all.

Unfortunately, her efforts are only partially successful. She was able to shatter the Soul Jams and keep them out of the Ancients’ hands, and her efforts led to relative peace in Earthbread, as the others were also weakened without them and couldn’t continue their wars, but they were still under the influence of the Soul Jams (though perhaps lessened somewhat), and it’d only be a matter of time until they’re reassembled once more, and now she was imprisoned and unable to do anything outside of trying to guide her followers, both in their attempts to better Earthbread and to free her

Dark Enchantress probably isn’t called “Dark Enchantress”, given her new heroic role, but I haven’t figured out what other than “Light Enchantress”, but I feel like that sounds kind of silly

I feel like this swap has the potential to massively change other characters, considering the fact that the main characters in question have long lasting impacts on the rest of Earthbread, but I haven’t exactly figured out how other characters are changed in this au, only White Lily/Dark Enchantress

I’m also not sure how the kids of the Ancients would be different, since while their parents are horrible versions of themselves, I’m not sure if they’d be like, cruel parents now or something, or how their different influences might change them growing up. Like, maybe some follow in their parent’s footsteps, but others see it as wrong and rebel, I’m just not really sure

The only thing I really have is that I imagine Pure Vanilla to be a straight up “holier than thou” sort of character, where he still acts like a benevolent, saintly ruler, but he’s incredibly hypocritical and looks down on pretty much everyone, most of all his former friends, seeing himself as above all their petty conflicts, despite also waging war on them

Edit: oh wait, another idea, this time for Pomegranate Cookie. So basically she was the priestess for the Pomegranate Village, but instead of turning to darkness and destroying her village, since Dark Enchantress is more a benevolent force here, she simply left the village to join her side so that they might be able to save Earthbread. The high priestess we meet in game is just the person put as her replacement for the time being since she’s out helping the Enchantress. And also they don’t hate her because of this, since there’s not much to really hate

But yeah, hope you think this sounds interesting to you, I thought it was a neat idea

[lazarusphenomenon]

spoilers under the cut i’m just missing them so bad right now.

my brain put something extra special in jason and reyna’s relationship in the mercury jason au.

despite growing up in the legion, jason has to claw his way to the top just to make centurion while reyna went from rankless legionnaire to an praetor. jason never ascends past centurion it’s just centurion to pm.

their time in the legion marks them both being endlessly exploited. without the son of Jupiter privileges, jason’s just cannon fodder. just another mercury kid. reyna is literally drained like a resource thanks to her abilities. even when no one but jason knows.

they began dating ~four days before the siege on mount othrys because reyna needed to cement her place in the legion. because she loved him so that meant she liked him like that too, right? jason feels shitty about it and knows that she’s forcing herself but he’d do anything for her.

jason takes reyna to the underworld to take on the greek curse of achilles. when he thinks she’s drowned in the styx, jason freaks out and plans on drowning himself too because there would be nothing left for him at camp without her. keep in mind they’re the only friend the other person has. when he pulls her out of the river she cries out for her sister instead of him.

jason knowingly swaps places with percy. he’s in on his patron’s plans with as many details as she can spare him. the last person he sees before he goes missing is reyna. octavian says it’s him but it isn’t. he tells her he’s leaving (ostensibly to protect her) and not to look for him. he asks her not to look and she reluctantly obliges.

reyna’s his tether to his past life while without memories. and while he’s in that fugue state before hera airdrops him into nevada, he’s shivering and alone in a cave waiting for her to come and find him.

they can read each other better than anyone but struggle to understand themselves. basically, the number one hot messes of the century.

reyna and jason realizing they don’t have to live their lives for any one person… yes. their reconciliation arc in the third installment makes me want to cry. they just sit outside of the front door to the pm apartment they outfitted for jason and she puts her head on his shoulder and things finally feel right in jason’s life again. like he was missing something and now he isn’t floundering about without it. and reyna has her insane best friend back. 😭😭😭

[soniccrazygal]

Hey so in your mike pines au, is possible to show us a moment when mike truly misses being 100 percent human and all the trauma of his life? I mean being a cyborg is cool and all, but I bet it has a lot of disadvantages as advantages?

(This takes place right after the body swapping incident with Dipper)

The sun was just beginning to set, turning the sky a golden color and promised a dazzling display of other colors soon to follow. But as Mike sat on the edge of the roof, he wasn’t looking at the beautiful view, but rather his hands. He curled and straightened his fingers, watching the difference between flesh and machine and trying not to dwell on how just a few hours earlier, he had had two normal human hands. (Though they hadn’t really been his hands had they…)

“I knew I’d find you moping up here kid,” Stan commented, joining Mike on the roof.

“I’m not moping,” Mike countered defensively, refusing to admit that was exactly what he had been doing.

“Fine brooding then,” Stan teased before his expression softened. “Kid, something about this whole “body swap” you had with Dipper is eating at you. You can talk to me about it or you can wait until the twins figure out something’s bothering you and the pester you into sharing your feelings.”

Mike chuckled a little at that, knowing that’s exactly what would happen.

“Despite the circumstances surrounding it, in many ways I’m grateful that Cipher turned me into a cyborg,” Mike eventually started, once more studying his hands. “I had spent decades as what could be classified as a literal monster. A barely human creature that was just existing and surviving rather than living. And then suddenly, I’m more human again than I ever dreamed of happening. I have a heart that beats, I can taste and actually feel things again, and I’m alive. I had gained so much back that should have been impossible that anything I still lost was nothing and honestly, after so long of not being human I hadn’t really noticed anything different… but now…”

“Now you’ve had the reminder what it was like to be fully human again,” Stan concluded. “You’ve discovered what you’re missing.”

Mike nearly nodded, still staring at his hands. While Mike wouldn’t have made any different decisions about trying to switch back as soon as possible, there was still a part of him that wished he had taken the time to experience things he couldn’t experience otherwise. To feel grass or sand between his toes. To be able to just jump in a pool of water without having to make sure all his parts were air tight. To be able to go sightseeing without various programs analyzing his surroundings and displaying his current condition status. To be able to hug or roughhouse with someone without subconsciously always worrying about using too much of his strength. To just be human again.

Stan didn’t say anything, just wrap an arm around Mike’s shoulders to offer comfort and watched the sunset.

“You know, if you asked I’m sure Ford could come up with some do-hicki or spell to turn you human,” Stan commented after a while. “It might take a while to figure out, but I’m sure Sixer would love the challenge.”

While Stan had said that in a joking manner, Mike knew he was serious. His family looked out for each other and that included him. If expressed the desire to be human again, he knew the others would do everything they could to make that happen. And while a small part of him was tempted, he wouldn’t for the same reason he chose not to pursue a time wish. Chasing after impossible goals like that always cost more than they were worth and Mike refused to lose his new family to that kind of obsession the way Willam lost him his old one.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Mike chuckled, appreciating the sentiment even if nothing would ever come of it. “But being a Cyborg isn’t all bad. I can beat almost everyone at arm wrestling, though I wouldn’t risk going up against Wendy’s dad.”

“Wise,” Stan nodded knowingly. “I swear that man has to be part bear. You ready to head back in kid? These hard boards aren’t good for my old bones.”

“Yeah I’m ready old man,” Mike smirked, getting a smack to the back of his head.

While Mike did miss some of the things he lost by no longer being fully human, the things he’s gained were worth some much more. He had a real home now and a family that loved him. He wouldn’t give trade them for anything in the world.

[pixelwixard]

Spell Trek, 10/26/2023: Questioning and Balance

Hey, welcome. You’ve reached the part of the creative process where I begin questioning why I’m doing this! Isn’t that the most fun part? Okay, it’s not quite as dire as that. However, I am uncertain about where things currently stand. So, I’m just going to talk about what’s in my head right now.

Gonna warn you now that it’s a lot. It’s probably not really that interesting if you’re not me or at all invested in the idea of Spell Trek. But it’s all under the “keep reading” link, so you are protected if you want to be spared my “writing about writing” shtick.

So, what has me questioning why I’m doing this? I’ve mentioned balance in previous entries here, but it really is on my mind a lot with this project. It would be different if I was writing an original work because I would not be contending with anyone’s expectations. As this is fanfiction, there ARE expectations. People know and love these characters. You can defy expectations, sure, but there is risk. There is also a threshold. Different readers have different thresholds, I suppose. Still, if you’re using established characters, what would be the point of diverging too much from the source material? Might as well write OCs if they’re too divergent.

Now, I’m not worried about how I’m portraying characters right now. I haven’t even considered characters yet because I’m still noodling about the setting. What am I trying to balance with the setting, then? Well, I’m trying to find the balance between the familiar and the transformative. If I don’t change things enough with my AU, then what was the point of making it an AU at all? If I change things too much, then what was the point of using Trek as a template? There must be change. There must be preservation. It gives me a headache!

Plus, you know, there’s always the chance that I’m overthinking things. I’m guilty of that in my life, for sure.

That brings me to the brainstorming I’ve already done. Have I made things different enough to make the AU worth it? I’m not sure I have. So far, this is where my setting stands:

It’s still in space, but now it’s MAGIC space.

The species are all the same as in vanilla Trek, except those with special abilities get them from magic rather than biology (or magic is just a part of biology, however you want to think of it).

All the tech is still there, but it’s all MAGIC instead.

When I read that, it feels like I didn’t actually do anything. Where is the innovation? Where is the transformation? In my effort to keep things familiar, I’ve made changes that are practically irrelevant. I kept the Trek levels high, but the fantasy levels are low. This AU is barely A at all.

What was my original intent with making this AU, anyway? It was my attempt to feel comfortable writing stories in a fandom which is not my natural genre, since I love Trek and these characters. That's still valid. But why would anyone care? Why would they read something that is essentially just a literary palette swap when they could just stick with something written in the actual setting?

I think this AU has to truly diverge to be worth the effort I'm putting into it. So I have to revisit everything I’ve already written here and give it a second thought. Oy. But it will be worth it. Either I’ll figure out how to write the dang thing, or I’ll figure out that I shouldn’t write the dang thing at all. After all this talk, I’d hate to find out it is the latter option. I’m not giving up that easily, though.

I guess the question to answer is…what do I WANT to write? I thought, perhaps, I wanted to write something a little more adventurous, action-packed, like an actual episode of Lower Decks. That was another reason for making this AU that I forgot to mention above. I thought I could handle such things better in my comfort genre. And perhaps I could. Or perhaps not. I’ve never really written action/adventure stuff in the past. Why would I start now? Perhaps I was blinded by my love of seeing it in Trek. Then again, it’s not my main reason for watching Trek. Actually, I’ll watch the action and enjoy it, but it would probably be on the bottom of the list of my likes. So what do I like? Interesting characters in bananas situations, for sure. That’s a given. I’m all about that interpersonal stuff. Here’s a fact about me: I watched wrestling many years ago, but only for the stories. That should tell you something about me. So I want to see characters interact, and maybe some weird stuff is happening, but it’s probably not too action-packed. Here’s something that’s very specific to Lower Decks: I love the fact that it is showing people on the bottom of the Federation pecking order doing the dirty jobs that nobody else does. It’s mundane to them, but it’s still fascinating to me. Another favorite show of mine is Superstore, so that should make sense (and I swear, I am going to make a Lower Decks AU that is inspired by Superstore; I’m already figuring out how the characters would fit in the world). I guess I like the part of Lower Decks, and Star Trek as a whole, that would fit in the category of “cozy fiction.” It is my chosen genre, and if I can find cozy sci-fi or cozy fantasy, so much the better (you all should read Legends and Lattes, just saying). I think I could write good cozy fiction, especially with these precious characters.

So that’s what I WANT to write. How can I make Spell Trek work as cozy fantasy? That, I am not certain about yet. I have a vague inkling about a wizard tower housing some kind of magical Federation that can do magical research and exploration throughout the multiverse, but nothing solid yet. I’ll return to this another time. I have some other projects to work on, and this has taken me three days off-and-on to finish.

P.S. The word "cozy" is weird. Not the word itself, but how it is used for fiction and games. I used it here because it seems to be the popular word for the concept, but I prefer calling it something else, like "low-stakes." I suppose low-stakes maybe doesn't sound as interesting, but I like it because it gets the point across: this fiction isn't about world-changing events, there's no Chosen One, the fate of millions is not of concern here. Smaller stories that affect the characters within, and maybe some others not mentioned, but that's about it. Why am I still here writing when I just said I was going to go do something else? Fine, I'm outta here.

[solar-halos]

okay now that i’ve re-watched we’re the millers i’m going to talk about it in terms of odesta. here’s what i got

• overall, i feel like this is a perfect au. in the totally killer and teen beach movie au, i strayed very far from the source material. in the planet of the apes crossover, i pretty much plan on keeping everything really close to canon. this is like a happy medium

• usually in aus i feel like annie fits more as the guy and finnick more as the girl. while i feel like annie would so totally be a drug dealer, i also want her to have an ocean themed stripper name. coral maybe

• speaking of coral, i feel like it would be so cute if coral and mizzen made an appearance as their fake kids. if i did do that, i would have to change annie’s stripper name (shell? ariel? del mar??). at first, i was gonna make the kids gale and katniss bc they already get mistaken for cousins anyway (plus, katniss literally says he could be her brother). the mizzen and coral idea is rlly starting to grow on me but i have a stronger vision for gale and katniss so im gonna talk about that

• katniss isn’t houseless in this one, but she does live w prim and she’s very short on rent and her mom isn’t helping so that’s her motivation for going. gale’s motivation is pretty similar except he has a million siblings (jk i think he only has like three) so he’s the one that kinda convinces katniss to go

• we’re already starting to diverge from canon here, but worry not. katniss and gale don’t *actually* know each other. they may work at the same restaurant and swap tips depending on who needs it more, but their relationship mirrors the one they have in the book: strictly business

• one thing that i WILL be omitting is the scene where rose and the fake daughter take turns making out with the fake son. call me a prude asexual freak, but that scene was not my favorite 😔😔 in fact i hated it. instead, i wanna take the concept of gale meeting someone (aka delly… forever a gelly truther <3) on the road and take that in a completely opposite direction. instead of him freaking out over never kissing a girl before, i think it would be interesting to see him try to tone down being so flirty bc he doesn’t wanna scare her off. but he doesn’t rlly do a good job so delly KNOWS he likes her but just isn’t doing anything about it, but worry not. she has a few tricks up her sleeve. she and her parents are still jesus freaks

• i’m also going to change up the love interest we got with the fake daughter and actually make it work out for katniss. peeta is the guy she meets at the hospital and since she rlly fucking hates hospitals (we get a katniss everdeen lore drop right around here) he helps her put her mind at ease. the carnival scene still happens and they still end up chatting BUT peeta actually comforts her and doesn’t make her feel bad that she’s in a crying mood and he fully becomes an accomplice in this drug dealing scheme they have going on

• okay now back to my dilemma with finnick and annie. rose is obviously so done with being a stripper but to me the fake dad’s situation (can’t remember his name) seems to align better with finnick’s situation in canon cos his life is literally at stake if he doesn’t do what the Big Boss tells him to do. maybe i can weave in a backstory about how finnick and annie USED to be in the same boat (stripping) so when finnick first got trafficked (bc lowkey was that not the situation the fake dad was in?? the Big Boss mentioned they knew each other since college but mf was fully intending on killing him if he didn’t do everything he said) to be a drug dealer he convinced himself that would be better bc he’d have more agency/bodily autonomy. instead of their love-hate relationship stemming from him tearing her grandfathers fucking painting (what a stupid meet-cute… if a man did that to me and defended himself by saying it was an ugly painting i wouldn’t even bicker w him id straight up pretend he didn’t exist).

wait sorry let me finish my thought. instead of their love-hate relationship stemming from the Painting Fiasco, it would stem from annie being worried for him and finnick being like OKAY but at least i’m not stripping anymore and then that little argument that takes place in the kitchen in the movie is replaced by them having a heart to heart bc annie is convinced that he thinks she’s beneath him and he clarifies that this is in fact not the case. makes for a much better buildup for them to start making out nasty style instead of what happened in the movie (i think fake dad genuinely did make fun of rose for being a stripper?? unless the “you have terrible taste in guys” line was referring to them and their fake family situation, but based on her reaction, it didn’t rlly seem that way. ugh this movie is so 2013)

• i may be a prude asexual freak but i am keeping in the couple swinging!

• okay back to my smaller dilemma: mizzen and coral. i feel like that would work so good bc even though i think finnick odair is lowkey giving john stamos, which would make annie (who i hc gives uhhh riri bichri w curly hair) (also someone else but i am BLANKING on her name) and their fake kids situation ironic bc YES they all visually look very similar and yes each of them aren’t even the same ethnicity. idk i notice i do fall a lot on that type of humor in my aus but lucky for me so does this movie in general

anyway i also think that if i wanted to go with the Irish Finnick Odair route having mizzen there to look more like annie and coral (who is also ginger… according to the movies anyway) look more like finnick could be so cute. but then again my brothers look like my dad and me and my sisters look like my mom and we have been stopped before bc they thought my dad and brothers were fucking abducting us so maybe this is another sign that i should just keep in gale and katniss. but cmon the d4 fake family could be so cute. like, coral (who i would keep houseless) finding her family with annie and finnick and mizzen. mizzen finally getting to be a normal 14 year old boy (who is still a chaos gremlin). but also idk again he’s FOURTEEN. the fake dad wouldn’t risk that bc he doesn’t want a child abduction charge on his hands and finnick wouldn’t risk that bc im gonna make him nicer in this universe

• speaking of making finnick nicer, maybe it’s my preference for pathetic men, but i’m gonna make him so fucking whipped for annie. i don’t really like it when the whole “enemies to lovers” trope is literally just bc the guy is an asshole and the girl just like conveniently ignores that as time goes on. like he’s prob still gonna leave to make the deadline, but i’m not tryna have him constantly abandon his fake kids. who does he think he is? an actual dad??

• wait let me clarify that i don’t think rose has no backbone. i think she very much does, i just think that the almost-kissing scene was weird bc he highkey didn’t even deserve to get kissed

• depending on who i keep (katniss and gale vs coral and mizzen) the ending will be drastically different. but still equally as cute imo

• okay okay i think that’s it

[anonself]

Since I'm obsessed with this ask game I have two for you >:3

Body swap au and G/t au with the two f/os currently on your mind :3

back on my Eddie bullshit!!

Tw for like. Eddie things. He sucks even if I’ve written him as a bit less of a misogynist

Body Swap au - Eddie Gluskin

Before I get into this I feel it’s important to mention that my insert for him is gender-fluid and goes by any pronouns but prefers it/its.

Giving that cisgender man gender dysphoria!! Eddie has never experienced or even considered something like this and it’s genuinely debilitating for him. So much of what he does is to affirm his masculinity, to the point that having a curvier figure, a higher voice, it stings him. putting himself in these shoes, suddenly he understands how it’s felt for it. He won’t learn anything from this. But it cuts him surprisingly deep.

He is freaking the fuck out. On one hand, this is something nobody will ever experience again. Nobody can know Jamie as well as he does now. On the other.. something about it makes his skin crawl. He now feels himself the way he’s viewed Jamie. Fragile, small.. he feels vulnerable. He doesn’t want to end up hurting Jamie’s body.

Chronic pain! He was not familiar with this brand. He gets awful back pain from hunching over while working on dresses and clothing but this is completely different. The first time he experiences a cramp he near crumbles to dust. His hands have a shake that makes it near impossible for him to work on anything without pricking his fingers on the needles. His head aches and makes him snappy and tired.

Jamie on the other hand is thrilled. It feels so tough. And being able to be in Eddie’s body, if only temporarily, feels loving in a way that it’ll never be able to describe. It’s taking the day caring for it, almost spoiling Eddie’s form.

Gets very sad when it realizes a lot of the regular variants are afraid of it. Eddie has single-handedly traumatized every variant except for the other big guys.

It realizes soon that Eddie is less than thrilled with the arrangement and goes to comfort him, trying it’s best to cheer him up. Unfortunately Jamie isn’t all there after the experiments so it’s methods of cheering Eddie up include placing random bugs into his hands because it’s not great with words.

G/t au - Morgan Banks

He is still stuck in my head get him OUTT

I am making Morgan the small one because I do not trust him with a tiny

Immediately he’s getting into shit. Liam has so much stuff in his room and on his shelves that he’d never find Morgan. But Morgan is clingy and it’s freezing in Liam’s room so he eventually climbs into its hand.

Wont stop biting on Liam’s hand. Not like maliciously. Maybe a little maliciously but it’s loving

Morgan almost gets dropped because he literally will not stop moving. He won’t sit in a pocket and he keeps standing up so Liam has to hold him in its hand until he can put him down on a table

Liam won’t say anything, but he’s genuinely kind of enjoying carrying Morgan around. It’s oddly comforting even if Morgan requires constant supervision at this height

Lots of little kisses from Morgan. Liam is too worried he’ll hurt him and not super affectionate anyways to kiss tiny Morgan back

Liam makes a little shoebox bed situation for Morgan because he fears the day it flails too hard in its sleep and kicks Morgan across the room

Morgan complains a lot about Liam’s ESOP, it gets very hot and he’s not able to sit comfortably near it