#mushroom war au

[sporelings-au]

Hi guys! im going to be basically rebooting the whole sporelings au. i wanna make it more interactive and a bit more story based

anyways, timeline wise, we're at a part where all the mycelium resistance members are here but they have not met scar yet

[charlietheepicwriter7]

"Mr. Bubbles, Mr. Bubbles-"

A little boy's voice--the first little boy that Tim had discovered in the labyrinth city below Gotham--echoed through the cavernous halls. Tim crept over the rubble of a broken stalagmite that had fallen through the ceiling, destroying the white and gold decor and dripping water inside. The room up ahead was lit only from glowing green tubes of liquid that lined every wall of Amity, the ectoplasm that powered the entire city.

"Are you there? Are you there?"

He peeked out from behind a crumbled wall. On his own, the little boy was crouched over corpse, fresh enough that it's blood was still wet on the floor. The boy's giant needle, the go-to weapon of all the Little Sisters that Tim had seen so far, was jabbed into the corpse's stomach and, slowly, ectoplasm and blood filled the glass jar on the end.

"Bring me a lolli-"

There was no sign of a Big Daddy, but Tim knew there was one nearby. These children were never without their protectors after all.

"Bring me a toffee-"

And at this point, Tim had killed enough of them to know for certain that one was around.

His left arm, marked all over with the needle marks of constant Plasm and ecto-dejecto injections, tingled, like there were ants under his skin. Or more accurate, he mused grimly, electricity-

Don't Think About It.

"Teddy bear, teddy bear."

He kicked his bare feet excitedly as he finished harvesting ectoplasm. Screwing off the jar, the child lifted it up to his lips like a cup and drank the viscus liquid down in huge, chest-heaving gulps like his life depended on it. Unlike Little Sisters who wore gore-covered dresses, the Little Brother was dressed in a white medical gown, relatively clean considering his filthy surroundings. His arms and face were free from dirt or blood, and even his hair looked suspiciously washed and combed.

Tim tightened his grip on his gun.

The Little Brother sighed, wiping his mouth on his sleeve. Brushing off his skirt, he yanked the needle out of the corpse. Then, like he could sense him, the boy looked straight at Tim. He froze.

Blank eyes covered in a green flim stared at him... and the Little Brother smiled at him, his teeth stained brown from the muck. "Mr. Helper! There you are, I've been waiting soooo long! Big Sister thought you'd never catch up!"

[punkrock-confetti]

Yooooo whatttttt who’s this bozo

[harpershaircomb]

can somebody please make a au where simon and betty are both happy with their adopted daughter marcy in their humble little home with no mushroom war im sick and tired of everything

[24bughours]

Concept idea thing. Let me know if this is hard to read

TLDR:

A penguin gets a Prismo wish and wants more ice. This results in Simon and the Crown fully fusing after a young Marcy dies, and he frosts over all of Apocalyptic Ooo. All of the Vampires, Zombies, and Humans got shut into the permafrost, and whatever's left lives on the outskirt islands. The other elements stay mostly dormant for centuries longer than usual.

Ice Lord has retained his memories (too many memories even, because this includes some of Gunther 1's). His personality has shifted into something more violent and impulsive than even Ice King, but his sympathy and reason shine through when he recognizes a situation/person.

Mostly more Simon angst, I'm sure this has been overdone already but I like him. And i like the little mutant penguins heehee

[mynameisvarian]

Really wanted to make these two in a The Last of Us scenario.

Quotes I think they'd say:

"Betty sacrificed herself to save this world, She must be disappointed knowing that this is what it ended up as." - Simon

"Funny how I survived two wars that referenced a mushroom. Small world we live in, huh?" - Simon

"Wait wait- Holy shit! You're the guy who wrote Fionna and cake! Fuck- hold on can you please sign this?" - Astrid

"I wish our world worked more like Fionna and cake.. They have nothing to worry about, And us? We worry about everything." - Astrid

I might make more stuff for this AU but.. I can't promise that.

[via-the-cryptid]

thinking about Betty and Marceline in the snow queen au. Marceline’s replacement parental figure isn’t as calm, isn’t as collected, but she’s a lot more willing to take risks and get into a fight. Marceline learns that using her head and outthinking her opponent is the best way to survive. take advantage of anything and everything. never let them see that you’re weak. everything has a weak point — it’s only a matter of finding where it is. nothing is unbeatable, but some things aren’t worth the cost it would take to beat them.

in this world, Marceline gets another mother instead of another father — at first, that is.

She hears Betty talking to herself late at night, sounding sadder than Marceline has ever heard, and she’s talking to someone she keeps calling Simon. Marceline doesn’t know anyone named Simon, but she knows Betty must’ve lost someone before this, too. She keeps turning to talk to someone who isn’t there when they’re walking. Marceline recognises it because she used to do it too, before she realised there would never be someone watching over her shoulder to look at her draw, never someone walking behind her and trying to keep pace as she runs ahead.

Betty’s there now, though. Marceline is glad. it’s not her mom, but… it’s something close enough, and that’s what matters. she just wishes that whoever this Simon is, Betty could find him again, because he doesn’t sound like the kind of thing that can be so easily replaced.

(She’s not replacing her mom. Marceline could never do that. But… an empty role being filled, and a person being replaced, aren’t the same thing. Betty isn’t Mom, but she’s the closest thing Marceline’s got to a mother, and that’s good enough for her.)

Betty sees it differently.

She found a little kid in a wasteland, a girl with sharp teeth and greyed skin and a haunted look in her eyes. there’s no one following behind to watch her. she’s alone, just like Betty is.

they might as well be alone together, but Betty knows it won’t really be alone anymore — not for Marceline, at least, and once she finds Simon, they’ll be a proper family. he always did say it would be nice to have a kid someday. it’s probably not what he had been thinking about in the moment, a little demon girl in the midst of an apocalypse, but the world is weird enough right now that Betty can discount a discrepancies.

she has to be more careful around Marceline, though it takes her a bit longer than it should to adjust to that. Betty is so used to her partner being Simon, a man smarter than any she’s ever met before, clever to the point that it more than makes up for his neat-total lack of atheistic skills. Marceline, though… she’s small. she’s a kid. if Betty isn’t careful with her, she could end up hurt or worse.

(She’s left the crown in her backpack ever since she met Marceline. Betty can’t bring herself to put it down, no matter how hard she tries to chuck it into the sea and be done with it, but she won’t put it back on, either.

All she knows is that she put it on and everything went black. When she woke up again, she was laying on the ground, aching all over, surrounded by snow and hailstones and icy stalagmites with Simon nowhere to be seen. She can’t let that happen again — she won’t let that happen again.)

(She hopes.)

(But sometimes, she doesn’t have a choice.)

[antennatoheaven]

after all this i need an AU where simon and betty adopt marceline and try to navigate raising a literal demon child. and no i don't care about the timeline or logistics of all that right now <3333

[volatile-shorty]

doodles for another self indulgent au,,, bored n lonely professor goes to work for a mad scientist and help her with her dangerous experiments in her secret lab basement. its a 'normal' world where betty is trying to prove the existence of magic and...of course, she contracts mms trying to do so lol

theyre both middle aged. and ofc, simon gets a crush on her bc shes brilliant and bold and a little scary..

[do-rey-me]

tbis is probably sooo niche but can u imagine laios dungeon meshi in crown of candys calorum? hed eat houses, mountains even

[ilovefredjones]

tilly is doing too much to be a cadet goddamn

[violsva]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dimension 20 (Web Series) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Amangeaux Epicée du Peche & Colin Provolone, Delissandro Katzon/Colin Provolone Characters: Colin Provolone, Delissandro Katzon, Amangeaux Epicée du Peche, Saprophian Hivemind, Original Mushroom Character(s), Possibly Other Canon Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Ending, Sharing a Bed, Jealousy, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Parenting, Canon-Typical Violence, Nightmares, Body Horror, Psychological Horror, Mind Manipulation, Memory Loss Summary:

In this moment, connected with the creature, you sense a sadness, and a maternal protectiveness of its children, and you all immediately understand that if you don’t run now, you’ll never see the Bulb’s light again.

Colin, Deli, and Amangeaux don’t make it out of the Heart Chamber.

The fungus doesn’t kill them, though. It never meant to kill them.

[jkrjk]

darling can we keep this kitten ^_^

i like thinking about au where betty n her guy were both survivors after the mushroom war thing but i dont have enough power to dra w any content

[writingsofwesteros]

Is it ok to request a lil something? You can take as long as you want. I was just wondering. Imagine…. An AU where Aegon and his wife didn’t have children yet. For whatever reason.

So when Daemon said “a son for a son” he meant she would have his instead of Aegon’s. Imagine how the poor lady felt, being taken by Daemon. Then shamefully watching her body change. Knowing it can’t be her husband’s

AN: Hi, I hope you like it x

NSFW

It was a miracle, they said. The Lords and Ladies of Court as well as the members of the small council; including her good mother. None were more surprised than her husband. “Thank you.” Aegon had whispered as she broke the news before falling to his knees; a kiss was placed on her stomach but all she could think about was the moon before.

FLASHBACK

A larger, rougher hand fell on those soft lips of hers. The act broke her from the sleep that she had finally found after so many nights awake and frightened of the war breaking out around them. It did not help that Aegon had no time to gift her comfort; if he ever did at all. Her mind was flooded with panic as her eyes flashed open - a part of her had hoped it was her husband on top; returned from the brothels. The darkness engulfed the room; the candles had slowly died down as she had rested and left her helpless. “Shh, pretty Queen, stop - before you hurt yourself.” A sharp gasp was muffled by his hand as she realised who the man on top of her was. Daemon. A dark chuckle echoed in her ear as the rogue Prince realised she recognized him. 

“Unfortunately, we do not have much time.” He whispered before his free hand was roughly travelling south. Still, she wiggled; an urge to fight overwhelming her but Daemon was strong. His weight was completely on her and she struggled to even breathe. “Oh you are feisty. Such a waste for you to be with my nephew.” “Such a waste he has not bred you yet,” Daemon purred and her sweet eyes could only widen at his words. “Oh, he has done, has he?” The rogue Prince darkly chuckled as he read the expression below him. His words only caused her to be more distracted as she cried out when his larger hand cupped her pretty, bare pussy.

“I do wish we had more time but I shall make it somewhat enjoyable.” Daemon purred; his hand reached for the cloth he had brought and she did not have a moment to realise the act before the gag was in place. His head turned towards the door; his own heart pounding in his ears as he groped her cunt again. This time ripping her dress and allowing those soft, ample breasts free. Breasts he had stared over the dinner table they last shared before his brother’s death. Fuck, he was hard, the Prince thought to himself as his fat cock was soon free from his breeches with his mushroom head already leaking. Not that she could see but her eyes widened once more at the feel of him brushed against her bare, inner thigh. 

His pre-cum spreading across her soft skin as she arched from the bed; muffled whimpers falling from her with ease. Her legs were pushed apart with ease as if her body had already given up the fight but she shook her head still. Daemon could only allow himself a moment to look over her body as his cock twitched at the mere sight. “Shh, there….fuck that’s it..” He whispered; gently tapping his fat head on her pretty clit and his dark chuckle returned as a gush of wetness flooded his length. “Oh, you are so sensitive, poor little Queen.” Her hands reached for his chest as if to push him away but Daemon only looked at her in amusement and desire that only grew darker.

Her body shook as his attention returned to her pretty, pink pussy that seemingly drooled for him and wanted to welcome him. “Your sweet body seems to know the real King.” Daemon purred; a dark smirk on his face as he bottomed inside her pretty, spasming pussy in one stroke. Her cry sounded out but he did not care now. No, blood and cheese kept guard as he bred the new false Queen. His hand reached for her sweet, bouncing breast as he roughly began to thrust. He could not be gentle nor slow; there was no time. It did not seem to matter as his length was covered with her wetness; the obscene sounds echoing in the room. “Such a fucking whore.” Daemon groaned and the sight of her tears had his desire running wild.

“Do you know why I am here?” He grunted; hips moving as he pushed deep. Her toes curled with each stroke as he perfectly hit her soft, spongy spot. All she could do was shake her head; sobbing whilst the pleasure she did not want rushed through her. It was nothing like she had experienced with her husband and the pounding had her forgetting the question. “It seems your husband is incapable of many things - breeding you being one of them.” He groaned; hand reaching for the headboard now as he pushed deeper. A ring of cream formed around his length as his free hand pressed against her stomach causing her to squeal. His thumb brushing against her clit; the ability to play her body so well had her in shock.

“My wife is owed a son..her son shall be King. My son shall be King.” He whispered into her ear before he soon resumed his fast, deep pace. Daemon gently pulled the gag from her and before her lips could part; he captured them. His tongue invades her mouth as she whines; drooling for him as her climax comes quick. Daemon only grunted; pushing deep and fast as she tightened around him. Her orgasm ripped through her with ease as she squirted. Gods, he was enjoying this more than he thought as he hiked her leg over his shoulder. The makeshift gag returned to her mouth as his cum flooded her with ease. “Fuck!” He had released quicker than he thought but it was for the best - if only they had more time. “I could come up with such threats, little mouse..but you don’t need them, do you?” He hummed; amusement dripping from his tone as he slowly removed himself. All she could do was stare wide eyed; hardly believing this had happened. Daemon groaned as he looked down at her bare body; cum dripping now. “Hmm, I may have to come again.” His warning was whispered into her ear as he gracefully stood and all her body could do was shake and reach for her gag. Daemon only had to raise his eyebrows for her arms to fall away. Her eyes were wet as she shakily moved to sit up; the robe a complete mess as he pulled his breeches up.

[rabbit-head-007]

Adventure time roleswap au featuring Betty and Bonnibel exploring what remains of Ooo after the Great Mushroom War flooded the land

[mynameisvarian]

Comet King AU by @multiversal-madness !

(1/2)

"How old do you think it is..?"

"I couldn't pinpoint it accurately but I'd have to say that it could be some kind of relic from a past we have yet to uncover!" He said, Practically beaming at the thought of uncovering an entire kingdom lost to time.

She laughed at the antiquarian's excitement "You know, I know exactly where this will fit! Mind of you give me the honour of crowning you my dear king?"

Simon was abit worried, What if something were to happen to the artifact while he was in possession of it, He needed to deliver it to the museum-

"C'mon! You could atleast have a little fun once in a while simon" Betty added, Maybe he could just put it on real quick and then deliver it after..

The antiquarian reluctantly bowed down as Betty gently placed the crown on his head to prevent it from falling.

(2/2)

"It looks great on you, King Simon" Betty said with a wide smirk, clearly knowing full well that it was how her soon to be husband joked around.. She then noticed the long silence afterwards.

"Simon? Hello..? Earth to simon??" She said, Simon's back still facing her.

"Do you ever wonder what this pathetic waste of a planet would look like being set a blaze..?" Simon had said, All the kindness and thoughtfulness from his tone was.. just gone.

"Wouldn't you also feel giddy at the thought of every single pest of good would be exterminated, Betty..?" He added.

It had been then that Betty noticed the foul toxic glow emitting from the crown and his eyes.

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I mean- I had to traumatize Simon some how-!

I may or may not have drank 5 cups of coffee.. Anyways I could not for the death of me add outlines and color them in properly! Like, I wasn't even able to put in what they're supposed to be saying so... It's gonna be in text form!