#married in red au

[xjulixred45x]

While browsing the internet I realized that something quite common and popular in the fandom of Studio Investigate games is to make Married in Red AUs with the Dead Plate characters.

especially Vincent taking Bok-su's place, and Rody taking Da-jeong's place.

and while I quite like these AUs, an interesting idea came to me that, personally, I think fits better with the Dead Plate characters.

What if Rody took Bok-su's place?

I mean, think about it, Rody could have gone through the same thing as the first ending of Dead Plate, but realizing that Vincent had to do with Manon's disappearance. So although he walked away from him, as soon as he had the opportunity to take revenge on Vincent weeding, he took it.

Taking away Vince's partner like he did with Rody's.

I think that here it not only applies better to the theme of revenge, but also in general I find several parallels with other characters.

Vince and DaJeong are selfish people who, while they may be decent, don't see the bad/regret their past actions. nor how that affected others so horribly (Rody/Bok-su).

and Rody, instead of having been someone dedicated to a career like Bok-su, was very dedicated to Manon, and both of them, upon losing that something/someone that stabilized them, lost their minds and took justice into their own hands.

I don't know, I just want to see Vince suffer and Rody have a satisfying revenge.

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(ESPAÑOL)

navegando por internet me di cuenta que algo bastante comun y popular en el fandom de los juegos de Studio Investigate es hacer AUs de Married in Red con los personajes de Dead plate.

especialmente Vincent tomando el lugar de Bok-su, y Rody el lugar de Dajeong.

y si bien me gusta bastante estos AUs, me vino una idea interesante y que, personalmente, creo que encaja mejor con los personajes de Dead Plate.

¿y si Rody tomara el lugar de Bok-su?

digo, piensenlo, Rody pudo haber pasado por lo mismo que en el primer final de Dead Plate, pero dándose cuenta de que Vincent tuvo que ver con la desaparicion de Manon. por lo que si bien se alejo de el, en cuanto tuvo la oportunidad de tomar venganza de Vincent, la tomo.

quitandole a Vincent a su pareja como el hizo con Rody.

creo que aqui no solo aplica mejor para el tema de la venganza, sino que también en general encuentro varios paralelismos con otros personajes.

Vince y Dajeong son personas egoistas que si bien pueden ser decentes, no ven lo malo/no se arrepienten de sus acciones del pasado. ni como eso afecto tan horriblemente a los demas(Rody/Bok-su).

y Rody en vez de haber Sido alguien dedicado a una carrera como Bok-su, estaba muy dedicado a Manon, y ambos al perder ese algo/alguien que los estabilizaba, perdieron la cabeza y tomaron justicia por sus propias manos.

no se, simplemente quiero ver a Vince sufrir y Rody tener una venganza gratificante.

[secondbestman]

❝ I  loved  you  so  much That  I  settled  for  less Oh,  you  were  my  everything I  was  your  second  best ❞

♫ second best — laufey

⌗° ♡ ➳ an independent portrayal of an alternate version of ❝ myeong hoon dan ❞ from married in red. non-selective and crossover friendly. will try to mirror length but prefers multi-para and novella (will attempt). portrayed by lopil/sweetii. ♡ rules ᴀɴᴅ tags

[dhmis-autism]

been thinking about them lately ok

[han1c0le]

These are some weird twins

[miamiero]

morning shave 🗡 | 🪒

commissions for @Cora__Regina on twitter

[sarcasmiclife]

Darrow literally has more light scenes with Cassius than with Sevro or Virginia and Cassius isn't even there with him for 3 of the 6 books

(he so clearly wants what Darrow and Sevro have😭)

Wait there are more in the reblog-

[everotten]

runaway bride

[snackleggg]

Au where Shanks and Buggy became co-captains together.

Their crew is called the Red Pirates, both for Shanks' red hair and Buggy's red nose. Even though they didn't have their falling out, they're still emotionally constipated about each other and having been pining will-they-won't-they style for 20 years while somehow not realising the other feels the same.

They are best friends, they are co-captains, they are partners, they are boyfriends, they are married, they are in some kind of intimate relationship and both want to define their relationship as more but are too scared of ruining the careful balance that their strange friendship rivalry evolved into after all these years.

The moral of the story is change is hard but ultimately good and these old men need to stop pining and start fucking before their exasperated crew actually murder their self-doubting asses.

[hazelnutsnwaffles]

Swap au

Wowow 1st time being on tumblr

[wordsofthespirits]

✦Ready to start over...?✦

Welcome to the home of many others like you. You're one of the unfortunate souls with an unfortunate ending.

Lucky for you, you have a solution. Start over. It's as simple as that.

These are the inhabitants. All are free to talk, though the camera is off. Allow us to help you identify who is who.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

🩵 Angelica

🩸 Augustine

🎵 Protag.

🍷 Rody

🎀 Bok Su Go

tags and occ notes will be underneath.

tags:

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

❌️ faceless viewer -> anon

❌️ data viewer -> usernames

❌️ post notes -> reblogs

❌️ notes -> answered asks

❌️ tapes -> rp

❌️ hello -> in character response

❌️ the author -> occ response

❌️ polaroids -> fanart

anon list:

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

anon that decorates

dove anon

Rules to engage with the inhabitants.

a post written by Augustine.

1. Isn't it obvious? Use your common sense and just be decent. No inappropriate talk.

2. Unless you're lightly flirting, in which case, go ahead.

3. Please use English, none of that slang.

4. I'm not sure about this thing called... "anon magic", try to make sure that these things are appropriate.

5. Do not hound the Author's DMs. This blog was meant for fun.

Huh... that... wasn't there... anyways.

6. Have fun, but always remember to use common sense.

blog is run by: @officialjuhin .

[xjulixred45x]

Seeing the results of the survey, here are all the drawings I made of my AU of Dead Plate x Married in Red: Revenge served Red.

If you don't know what this AU is about, it basically takes place after the ending Table for One (with some changes like Rody started working for Vince before breaking up with Manon, they interacted more), where Rody realizes that Vince was the one who disappeared/murdered Manon.

Rody cannot have Vince arrested for Manon, however he will take charge of getting his revenge in the worst possible way: by killing Vince's partner, whom he wants to marry.

Rody is Bok-su basically.

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viendo los resultados de oa encuesta, aqui estan todos los dibujos que hice de mi AU de Dead Plate x Married in Red: Revenge served Red.

si no sabes de que va este AU, básicamente toma lugar después del final Mesa para Uno(con algunos cambios como que Rody empezó a trabajar para Vince antes de romper con Manon, interactuaron mas), donde Rody se da cuenta de que Vince fue quien desapareció/asesino a Manon.

Rody no puede hacer que arresten a Vince por lo de Manon, sin embargo se encargara de tener su venganza de la peor forma posible: matando a la pareja de Vince, con la que se quiere casar.

Rody es Bok Su aquí, básicamente

I leave some easter eggs/hints about the story in little details of the Drawings, if You spot the simbolisms, i'll give You a cookie🍪

Hope You all like it ❤️

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Dejo algunos easter eggs/pistas sobre la historia en pequeños detalles de los Dibujos, si detectas los simbolismos te regalo una galleta🍪

Espero que les guste❤️

[secondbestman]

How rude that other anon was!

magically makes another necklace that is the exact same as the last one.

❝ a-ah... that's nice of you...! thank you! ❞

[baconcolacan]

Tord, I mean red leader are you brave enough to hug Thomas??

Their marriage is actually a secret (Only Matt knows they're married). It's for safety purposes. "Of course I'm brave enough, why would I ever not want to hug my husband? I love him so much. I wish I could do it more."

[disappearenceofsomeone]

guys im kinda down for a married in red swap au idk man…

(I guess I’ll put the alternative designs below)

(I'll do the sprites soon..not now but soon..)

[han1c0le]

The twins have been untwinned

[kingsanddragonsandgods]

a/n: this is just the story preface, not yet chapter one. for this fanfic i am keeping mostly the book timeline, but there will be a little bit of show timeline further ahead.

it is a AU which blends aspects of book and show canons but is also a lot of headcanons. i am a bit of a history nerd, so there is bits inspired by real life historical events, i also drawn a lot of inspiration from medieval/renaissence royal courts to write how i imagine life at the Red Keep would be, most numbers i will use in this story are also taken from history (noble households, courtiers, armies, ships and crews etc), as are titles for functions an jobs that are not shown on the show or books. There are a couple of Original Characters that are going to be introduced over time, and a few canon characters that are barely mentioned or not seen at all on the show. additional information: I chose to keep the show's 'ages' for some characters, so, for the sake of the story: Viserys was born in 70 AC, Daemon in 74 AC, Rhaenys in 67 AC, and Aemma and Rhea share the year 76 AC.

word count: 2802

warnings: none for this chapter

“...Princess of Runestone, proved herself in her maiden voyage crossing of the Narrow Sea, six pirate ships gave chase as we crossed through the Stepstones, their inferior ships however were no match for our girl or to our brave crew. We had already sunk three carracks when they choose to surrender the remaining three after sighting Archonei descending upon them. We lock the surviving pirates in the holding cells, and seize their cargo, to my great surprise I was able to ascertain that the cargo on the ships once belonged to none other than the Sea Snake.”  Enya reads aloud the letter she received from Ser Orys, her half-brother, coming all the way from Lys, the first stop on his great voyage. “We intend to sell the cargo in Lys, Maester Aldus believes it will yield a great profit, at least 20-times Mother’s initial investment, it seems almost unbelievable that we are only on the first leg of the journey. Gods willing, my next letter home shall be sent from old Volantis. Tell Mother I miss her advice and our morning rides, as I miss your sweet face, and our daily flights. Send my love to everyone home and make sure that young Willam is dedicating himself to his training. Your loving brother, Ser Orys Stone…”  Her granddaughter finishes reading her the letter, folding it carefully and putting it inside the hard cover of the book she has next to her on the wheelhouse seat.

How the girl manages to read in the bouncing carriage is something that marvels her, she feels nauseous just watching it.

Elys would have much preferred to have made the journey by ship, but the early spring storms that plague the East Coast they didn't allow them to leave the safety of the harbour.

The lady wouldn't be making the trip if she could help it, she had just come out of mourning period for her dear husband, all she wanted was to be able to take the time to visit her daughters and spend time with her grandchildren before returning to Eyrie to resume supervising her niece's upbringing. But the beginning of spring means Visenya's relocation to the royal court in King's Landing, to spend the spring and summer with her father and paternal family.

Last time her granddaughter was at court was four years before the death of the Old King, whom she had served as cupbearer when he still had the mental faculties to attend the Council. She had been just a child then, the king's favourite great-granddaughter.

 Since then, she had blossomed into a stunning beauty, no longer a girl but not yet a woman, striking in that way that only those from the blood of the dragon are.

A beauty worthy of a crown.

A crown she had been promised as a child.

If the gods had been merciful, little Prince Aerion would have survived infancy and today he would be a boy of nearly three and ten, the heir to his father’s throne, betrothed to Visenya by the will of King Jaehaerys. But Aenar died in his cradle, followed by his little brother, Aelor, and two early miscarriages. And her granddaughter lost the her chance at the crown promised to her.

“Do you think Orys can one day surpass the feats of the Sea Snake?” Elys turns her head from the window to look at her granddaughter.

“He might,” Elys candidly admits, “Orys has advantages that Velaryon did not, Archonei being the greatest of them."

Elys had disagreed with her daughter's decision to raise the prince's natural son after the boy's mother died—Orys was, in Elys' opinion, the stain on her daughter's dignity, a bastard child her betrothed fathered on a Royce cousin of lesser consequence, during the feast celebrating the union between Houses Royce and Targaryen—as he grew, the boy proved her wrong in her reservations against him. He was as devoted to Rhea as he was to Visenya, respectfully calling her ‘Mother’ after asking permission to do so, loyal and honourable, dedicating himself to every life opportunity offered by his stepmother.

She would never forget his terror when Visenya's egg hatched in his hands, it was the day he won her over, he had tears in his eyes as he asked Rhea for forgiveness for hatching the dragon as it was not his intention, he went on to say that he had never coveted her sister's egg and that she could have the hatchling. Her daughter just laughed, kissing the boy's head and explaining that the dragon had chosen him.

Jaehaerys was not at all pleased with the accident when Rhea sent a letter informing him of what had happened. Daemon finally took an interest in the dark-haired boy Rowena birthed, flying to the Vale to see the dragon, taking it upon himself to have twenty dragonkeepers sent to Runestones.

“I hope he can accomplish it, for himself and for House Royce." Visenya says looking out the window, pulling back the curtains to get a better look, wrinkling her little nose at the stench that enters the carriage and allowing the curtain to fall closed again. “I had forgotten that the city smells so bad.”

“You better get used to it again." Elys passes a bag of scented salts to the young woman. “Tie it to your wrist, you can smell it when the stench gets too much.”

The slums around the city wall have grown considerably larger than Lady Elys remembered from her last visit so many years before.

People beg with outstretched hands on the road as they see the bronze wheelhouse pass by.

It's a sad sight.

The lady sighs before pulling the small dark wooden chest out from under the bench under Visenya's curious eyes. She takes out a heavy bag of coins and pushes the chest back with her foot, hiding it with her skirt. She signals with her hand for any of the knights escorting them to approach the window. Willam Royce, her nephew by marriage, Gunthor’s youngest boy, and Leofric Corbray squire, is the one to come to her.

She contains a smile as she sees the boy blush when he notices Visenya's curious gaze on him.

It's no secret that the boy is sweet on little Enya—just like half the boys of similar age in Runestone—in another life he would be a good match for the future Lady of Runestone, Willam is handsome, with dark curls and blue eyes, and will probably grow up to be a tall, handsome man, and appease everyone in the family that the next heir would retain the surname Royce without the need for major manoeuvres.

“Lady Aunt." He greets her with a nod, keeping his horse's gallop in sync with the carriage. “My princess.”

Visenya just smiles at him, looking at him from beneath her lashes, which only makes him blush more.

“Willam, my sweet, be a dear and hand out these coins to the people." She passes the heavy bag into his hand.

The squire just nods again, looking once more at the Targaryen princess before doing as his aunt asked of him.

Once he is away and the curtain is closed again, Elys lets out the laugh she forced herself to hold in, lightly slapping her granddaughter's knee in reprimand.

“Shameless flirt!” The Dowager Lady of Runestone pointed her finger at the girl.

“I have to train for court life, don't I?" Visenya says with a naughty tone. “I'm of marriageable age, I have to charm all the beautiful second sons, have them all at my feet asking for my hand, there is no better opportunity than during a season at court.”

A beauty of beauties in all the Seven Kingdoms, if not in all the Known World.

Visenya is slender, nymph-like of body, with very pale white skin dotted with golden freckles—the only inheritance from Rhea in her appearance—, plump lips and pretty pearly teeth, a neat nose, and large eyes of an unusual bluish-lilac shade. Her hair is a beautiful flaxen, a few shades lighter than Elys own, curled and long—she's not sure her granddaughter's hair was ever cut more than a little trim at the ends—now ribboned for practicality during the travel.

Elys remembers vividly the Good Queen Alysanne carrying the baby in her arms during her anointment commenting that little Visenya reminded her of Viserra, the most beautiful of her daughters, in appearance.

“Be careful child, you don't want a reputation, especially in the Red Keep."

“I can be discreet." The girl winks at her grandmother amid giggles.

The wheelhouse takes a while to cross the city from Dragon's Gate to the Red Keep, the guards escorting it thought it better to go around Fleabottom than through it. Especially with the four glitzy wheelhouses carrying the noblewomen and their ladies-in-waiting, and the wagons with their belongings coming right behind, with things that attract the attention of the wrong kind of people.

Their retinue arrives at the Red Keep midday.

There is quite a crowd waiting to receive them. The standard-bearers stop between the carriage and the people waiting, proudly carrying the banners of Houses Targaryen, Royce and Arryn, and the Princess of Runestone personal crest: a pearlescent white dragon with the halved shield with the crests of Royce and Arryn between its claws in a black field with bronze runes around the border.

“Princess Visenya of House Targaryen, heir of Runestone.” The Herald announces her granddaughter, as a guard opens the wheelhouse door for them. “Her Lady Grandmother, Lady Elys of House Arryn, Dowager Lady of Runestone.”

Elys arranges the balzo on top of Visenya's head and centres the small jewel on her forehead, pinching her cheek for a healthy blush before the girl pushes back the linen curtain and leaves with the assistance of a Kingsguard guard.

The lady fixes her own skirt before leaving the wheelhouse behind her granddaughter.

The first person she notices is the Queen, her younger sister, in the light blue silks of her paternal House.

A chill runs down her spine as she looks at her sister.

Despite her Targaryen blood through her mother, Princess Daella, in appearance Aemma is an Arryn, with pale sandy hair, an aquiline nose and light blue eyes. Aemma is only eight and twenty, a few months older than her Rhea, however, she looks like a woman nearly to Elys own age.

She looks emaciated, haggard…sick. The Stranger follows her closely. Her youngest sister would not survive a full-term pregnancy and childbirth, it surprised Elys even that she had lived until this moment, with so many failed pregnancies and increasingly long and painful periods of recovery.

Beside her, giving her his arm for support, is Viserys, the King of the Seven Kingdoms, dressed in silk damask of gold and Tyrosh-purple, his grandfather’s crown upon his brow, looking more youthful and healthier than his younger wife. His silver-gold hair is kept short, following southern fashion which has a great Andal influence, he also sports a silver-gold moustache, so thin and pale it almost disappears on his face.

He is a handsome man, but pales in comparison to his dashing younger brother, especially when the two are side by side.

“Your Graces.” Visenya makes a perfect curtsy to the King and Queen and stands as if the castle belongs to her.

The couple is smiling at the young woman with indulgence.

“You have grown beautiful Visenya.” The king says, his eyes fixed on his niece.

Elys recognizes the expression on his face.

Like any woman who was once young and desired, she recognizes the almost obscene expression when older men look at women young enough to be their daughters and imagine themselves as young as their sons.

 The look on a man's face when he lusts after a woman old enough to be his daughter, and who he knows he shouldn't desire.

“Thank you, Your Grace."

“Just stating the truth my dear." In a gallant gesture, the king kisses his niece's hand.

“Brother, stop holding up the line!” The prince’s impatient voice interrupts, causing the King to take his covetous eyes away from his young niece.

Prince Daemon is a tall man, only a few centimetres shorter than his older brother, he keeps his silvery hair long, following the fashion of Old Valyria.

Unlike Viserys's ostentatious clothes, Elys good son is dressed in all black leather, well cut and elegant, but infinitely more subtle than the rest of the court. He carries Dark Sister around his waist, and his only ornament is the livery collar that marks him. as a member of the Small Council and Master of Coin.

Visenya smiles and turns to her father making a new curtsy. “Lord Father.”

“Little dragoness.” There is a smile on the prince's face, he has his hands on his only daughter's shoulders, despite being considered a tall young woman, Visenya looks small next to her father. He puts his forehead to hers, saying something that only she hears, and then kisses her cheek.

“Sister." Elys takes her eyes off the reunion between father and daughter and approaches her sister with her hand outstretched.

“My queen." In a gesture of deference, Elys kisses her sister's pale hand and offers a profound curtsy. “Your Grace.” She bows her head to her good brother.

“Lady Elys, it is good to have you at court again." Viserys says amiable. “I am sure your sisters missed you dearly." He looks at Aemma with a smile and at Lady Amanda Redfort born Arryn, standing next to the queen. “Let's give them time to rest from the road, later we shall have a welcome feast.” The king announces to the court members present, taking the queen's hand in his and guiding her into the castle.

Prince Damon follows them, his arm around his daughter's shoulders, and head tilted toward her as they continue their private conversation. One by one the courtiers follow them, even her ladies and her granddaughter's, Elys nods for them to enter, until only Amanda and her remain in the courtyard.

“How bad is she?"

Amanda approaches until the two are face to face, she looks to the side for a moment, making sure there is no one else around.

Her younger sister, like herself, maintains a youthful appearance, even as they have both now seeing past their forty years of age. It comes with their Upcliff blood, their mother died young, not even thirty years old, yet she still had the appearance of a woman half her age.

Amanda inherited her colouring, beautiful red-gold hair, and blueish grey eyes like a stormy sea.  

“The Maestre has already recommended that she not try to get pregnant again after the last miscarriage, she had a difficult time recovering, almost a year," Amanda informs her, there is concern in her eyes “now she is once again with child, and it is taking a toll on her. I don’t believe she will live to see the child.”

“The child will not be born." Lady Elys declares it like a sentence. She can feel it.

 “There is more." Amanda says. “The Small Council has been hinting that he should set her aside, that he should marry a queen who can bear him heirs.” She lowers her tone, tilting her head toward her sister. “There are rumours that His Grace had a bastard boy with a courtesan, and he might be discreet, but I know for sure that there are mistresses.”

“Does Aemma knows?”

“I believe so.” She nods. “They are, however, ladies of little consequence, barely noble, daughters of second and third sons, some not even that, daughters of knights and rich merchants,” Amanda explains, “His Grace has a king’s an appetite and a queen constantly bedridden who clearly does not meet his needs.”

“Hm.” It's the only reaction Elys gives.

A tale old as time, men will be men, even the best of them.

Viserys may be gentle and amiable, but he was always a man of appetites, and pious Aemma was never an ardent lover.

Elys blames the Good Queen for her precocious marriage and sheltered upbring, Aemma was just a girl, still playing with dolls.

The marriage was not consummated before her four and tenth nameday, and until then Viserys would entertain himself with whores and courtesans usually in the company of his brother and half a dozen favourites.

“We shall have to stay alert to whom he takes to bed." Elys says, linking her arm with her sister's and directing her into the castle.

“What happens if she dies or is put aside?"

Then perhaps Visenya will have the crown she was promised. And we might yet have a king of our blood on the Iron Throne.