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Here is Amalthea for @x-elyssa-x's Night Club/ 'Neon Moon' AU🌌🌃 I drew my trollsona for it a while back, and Ely and I thought it would be a good idea to bring Ama onto the scene~🌟😁 So here, Amalthea works in a popular boutique in Troll City. She moved there and settled in within five months, wanting to experience life outside of her own city, yet still has the comfort of home within her new bungalow. However, crisis hit her city when she was in her 20's and with no other option (with jobs scarce at the time) she went into rather risky business to help support her family... Despite this, Amalthea reminded ever gentle, hopeful and kind~💖Rising above the crisis with her city as she grew, she managed to turn her life around, loving her new job and home whilst finding enjoyment of performing at karaoke bars. However, a performance of hers, one faithful evening will spark captivation and great enchantment for one certain troll during an awkward family reunion - John Dory~💚💘
Hope you all like, I had fun drawing Amalthea again!😊💕Especially for Ely's dramatic yet exciting AU, enjoy~✌🏻😉✨xoxo.
*~Reblogs are also deeply appreciated as well, so please do reblog as well as like! Thank-you kindly!~*
Space Trolls & 'Neon Moon' AU (c) @x-elyssa-x~💜 Amalthea (c) @jade-green-butterfly (Me~!) DreamWorks Trolls (c) DreamWorks Animation
#dreamworks trolls#trolls world tour#trolls trollstopia#trolls 3#trolls band together#trolls oc#trolls au#night club au#neon moon au#trolls species#space trolls#amalthea#amalthea the space troll#boutique worker#x-elyssa-x#jade-green-butterfly
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You Make Me Wanna 6
Warnings: dark elements, noncon, age gap, best friend’s dad trope other dark elements. Proceed with caution.
Note:Please let me know what you think as it helps me a lot with ideas and I love interacting with you all.
Part of The Club AU
As unsurprised as you were when Faye shunned you, you’re even less put off by her sudden reappearance. She does this. There was a whole month in high school when suddenly she was too busy trying to fit in with the local Regina George and her minions. You know she only came back then because she had to work to impress them.
You’re not insulted. You know who and what you are, even without her father reminding you. You reread the text, tempted to hit those three dots and tap gleefully press ‘block’. You’re still friends, even if she can be a shitty one. You care about her.
‘Can we meet?’
You already have your response typed in; ‘where?’ You’ve been trying to send it for the last hour. Something keeps you from push your thumb against that arrow. Is it worth it this time?
Before you can think too much, your phone vibrates again. Almost as if she can sense your doubt. ‘Please. It’s serious.’
Fuck. Fuck. Fucking fuck. As if you don’t have enough to deal with.
You send the text and grab your bag. The kids are already asleep, your mom’s here, probably sleeping too. You hurry to the door without a response. This is it. The last time. You’re going to tell Faye exactly that. Next time she can call her dad. You don’t need the trouble. Besides, she’s doing all this to piss him off, it has nothing to do with you.
You put your shoes on and leave as quietly as you can, double checking the locks behind you. You stomp down the front walk as the streetlights shine down and head down towards the bus stop. Your phone shakes. What the hell?
At least it’s close. You read the address again. You know it. Two blocks away on Wilmington; dealer district. This isn’t good.
You put your chin down and set your eyes ahead of you. Don’t look at anyone, just keep going. You sling your purse around your body, keeping your hand on it. You have your phone firmly in the other.
Wilmington. Even your mother has enough sense to warn you against going around there. You head down and count the numbers from the corner of your eye. You slow as you near the house in question. What do you do? Knock on the door? You don’t know if that’s a great idea. Looks like a flop house.
You hear your name and a shadow ripples on the crooked porch. You look up as a dark figure staggers to the top of the steps. Faye looks willowy and drawn out as the moonlight hits her skin. The skin around her eyes baggy and discolored and she’s wearing the same outfit she wore to the club.
“What the hell?” You hiss as you march forward. She stumbles down the stairs and you barely catch her, “Faye?”
“I’m sorry. I was scared,” she murmurs as she latches onto you, “you gotta help me.”
She reeks, she’s shaking, and she’s slurring her words.
“Are you high?” You whisper at you hold her at arm’s length.
“Not anymore,” she sniffles, “please, my head is killing me.”
“What the fuck?!” You barely keep from shrieking, “how-- why the fuck would you do that?”
“That guy... we were just snorting a little and then... I don’t know. I can’t remember.”
“Faye,” you whine, “are you out of your mind?”
“I’m sorry. It wasn’t...” she shakes her head and her voice drifts off, her frazzled eyes dimming, “I don’t know...”
She scratches her arm and you notice the scabbing there. You sigh and shake your head. You’re so tired of this. As if you don’t have enough to deal with at home with three siblings. Faye isn’t your problem, she won’t be after this.
“Fine. I’ll take you home. Your dad can deal with you--”
“No, please. You can’t,” she pleads and grabs you again, “I can’t-- He’ll kill me.”
“Faye, what the fuck am I supposed to do? I don’t have anywhere else to take you.”
“I’ll stay in your room--”
“No,” you say bluntly, “I have work and my siblings can’t be around you like this.”
“Why are you being so mean?” She whines.
You grit your teeth and look around as you hear voices from unseen mouths. You exhale and grab her wrist, dragging her hand from your arm.
“Let’s get out of here first,” you turn and tug her after you. “Fucking Wilmington? Wilmington?”
“Please, don’t be mad,” she snivels, “my dad’s gonna lose it if he knows. I need you. I need you to be nice--”
“I need you to stop fucking me around,” you snarl, “don’t you understand? Every dumb shit decision you make her brings down on me?”
“Huh?” She staggers heavily in her dirty wedges.
“Your fucking dad. Thinks he rules the whole damn world. And who is he gonna blame for this? You’re in my neighbourhood. You think I want to deal with him?”
“I’m sorry,” she whimpers.
“You’re not,” you insist, “this is the last fucking time.”
“Please--”
“No, Faye,” you spin on her as you turn off of Wilmington. You have to keep yourself from shoving her, instead letting her go and throwing up your hands. “You have everything. You get to go back to school, you get to go home to your nice little suburban castle, you get to have your dad pay for it all. I have to go work at the goddamn grocery store and watch my life spin down the fucking sewer. I get to lay awake at night and worry if my siblings are gonna end up over here or if my mom’s going to come home at all when I haven’t seen her in two weeks!”
You ball your hands to fists, overwhelmed by the eruption of repressed emotions, “you get to smile and cry and get out of it all.”
“I...” she breathes, “I... didn’t know--”
“You never cared. Never listened,” you drops your arms and slump. “Go and live your life. Live it up in college, move somewhere nice, get married, do all that fun shit. I’ll stay. I don’t get that choice.”
The roll of tires near as you stand in tense silence. Faye mopes and hangs her head, swaying and scratching, “can I just stay one night?” She whispers.
You sigh again.
You sense a car draw up to the curb. Great, some jackass thinks you’re a street walker. You’re ready to tell him to fuck off but swallow the sneer. You could still say so.
Walter steps out on the other side of the car, “Faye,” he snarls.
“See,” you turn to her again, “don’t you realise who he’s going to blame now?” You face the man’s broad shadow, “don’t worry, Mr. Marshall, I was just telling her to go home and never come back. You win. I quit.”
“Both of you, get in,” he growls.
You scoff and Faye cowers behind you, “daddy--”
“Faye, just go,” you try to nudge her ahead of you, “I have to go home.”
“I said both,” Walter stomps around and rips open the back door. “In.”
“Here, she can go--” you urge Faye towards the backseat as she fights weakly.
As you push her head down and she surrenders, curling onto the seat, you’re shoved from behind. You barely keep from hitting your brow on the metal and throw your arm back at Walter. He catches your wrist and twists your arm behind you.
“It’s late. I’m on duty. I can’t leave you here,” he insists.
“What do you care?” You hiss and fight him.
“Don’t make me get the cuffs.”
You recoil at his threat and fall inside the car. You turn back to sneer at him but his face in covered in black shadow. Your nostrils flare and you shake your head. You bite down on a million insults and pull your legs inside.
Once he has Faye safe, you’ll figure a way out.
#you make me wanna#walter marshall#dark walter marshall#dark!walter marshall#walter marshall x reader#night hunter#drabble#series#au#the club
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gas station night shift au
#trigun#vashwood#coffee shop aus are great! anyways#wolfwood is a night shift security guard somewhere and pops over to the gas station on his smoke breaks#vash has rondeal with drunk people and obnoxious club goers and an annoying wolfwood pestering him#bon appetite
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You Make Me Wanna Masterlist
ONGOING
Part 1 ♡ Part 2 ♡ Part 3 ♡ Part 4
AU MASTERLIST
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Question... Do the kids get protective of their father when he becomes interested in someone? Do they try to scare them off? Or are they happy for him?
Sun: "Nah I wouldn't try and scare them off I'd be happy for the man, plus it would keep him occupied and not try and set me up on blind dates all the damn time" Moon: "I don't really care as long as they don't use him I guess" Eclipse: "I'm too busy" Lunar: "I don't mind I can bribe them to get me stuff or hang out with em" M&M: "NO!!! FATHER IS OURS!!, we will beat them to a pulp RIP AND SHRED! nothing would be left!."
#the sun and moon show#five nights at freddy's#tsams au#fnaf#sams au#suits au#sun of spades#eclipse of heart#moon of clubs#lunar of diamonds#dia#twins of chaos#bloodmoon#thorns-and-rosewings#jk family#myart#sundrop#moondrop
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I made wtnv cryptid club au
It is actually based on my experience at summer camp. I was a child with hyperfixation on science and astronomy and the other kids didn't find it as exciting as I did, and there was another kid obsessed with cryptids, other children were also not very friendly with him, at first he seemed strange to me but we eventually got along and had a great summer
#wtnv#wtnv cecil#wtnv carlos#wtnv fanart#wtnv au#wtnv art#welcome to night vale#welcome to night vale fanart#cecil palmer#carlos the scientist#cecil palmer fanart#carlos fanart#wtnv podcast#wtnv cryptid club au
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Club Owner!Bucky sitting with a photo of you. He's excited for that date.
...Wait, where did he get the photo?
#navybrat thots#bucky barnes#club owner!bucky barnes#hold you close#turn it up au#cuckoo for cocoa puffs#and we love him for it#bahaha#😂🤣😂#he's excited for date night#are you reading my tags?#stay hydrated my friends#go drink some water
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Donny's info from my 03 separated au (which i think i'm just calling the Ninja Club au for now. b/c it's stupid and gives me high school vibes.)
But yeah! I wanted to post Mikey here as well, but he's not done yet. (my cringe son will have to get his own post. Darn lol.)
ANYWAYS! Details!
Donny, of course, was raised by the Jones family after they all got separated during a sewer collapse (or something. I may rework the that later) when they're about 2-3 yo. Donny gets found and brought home by a 9 yo Casey.
Splinter finds him when he's eight and spoke with him briefly. But Splinter was in disguise so Donny didn't recognize him past a vague feeling of safe (which he fought against b/c this is Donny.) After realizing that Donny is safe and well taken care of, Splinter leaves him be. (the best splinter could offer was a place in the sewers and if Donny was able to not live in the sewers, Splinter was not going to take that away from him.)
They gets reunited with most of his mutant family (Raph's still missing) when their fifteen. And that's only b/c Mikey refused to wait anymore and surprised him late at work before Splinter could tell him not to.
He's pretty confused about it all, at first, but he eventually happy to have contact with his siblings. (tho he's less stoked about the adventures he keeps getting dragged out on during school nights.)
for the first few months, he's very against learning to fight. He's a high schooler. Sure Mikey and Leo can fight, but that doesn't mean he has to learn.
But then there's an incident involving Shredder, Leo, and a very breakable window, and he realizes he needs to learn so he's not the weak link and so he can protect himself and his brothers. (it also helps that they found out the Shredder had been targeting Donny for said treatment first due to his lack of training and how easy it would be to grab him from school. But Donny hadn't went to school during those days so they went after Leo instead.)
I have so many stupid ideas for this, you have no idea. anyways, that's all for now. Mikey's might be up later today, but i have work to get to rn.
edit: Links for Mikey, Raphael, and Leo's info dumps
#tmnt#tmnt 2003#ninja club au#i guess#03 donny#my doodles#i love them#i hadn't intended to mess with pronouns for this au#but Donny just had the vibe when i drew them#and now#the only turtle with straight He/Him pronouns is Leo#(Donny and Raph may also be biologically female but i haven't quite decided yet)#(like in the 'assumed male until puberty' way)#(its a thought i had yesterday i'm still processing)#i came up with the au title at like 3am last night#it made me laugh
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Get it? Since The Carnival is a game-
Im sure yall can guess the reasoning behind the rest right? 👁️👁️
The amazing digital carnival AU- @sm-baby
The Freakshow AU- @hootbon
The amazing animated circus AU- @the-amazing-animated-circus
The amazing digital fight club AU- @burrotello
#tadc#the amazing digital circus#the amazing digital carnival#tadc au#tadc pomni#tadc freakshow#the amazing digital circus pomni#the amazing digital fight club#the amazing animated circus#i made this at like 2 in the morning last night#pomni
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A little AU of my favorite characters from my favorite franchises. Plus Renaissance. She’s the only OC I’ve made that I like this much, so I kinda had to. The other characters are there too, but these are the main five. Also, their hearts they have there are colored by how they are referred to, not necessarily their actual soul colors. Though some do fall under that rule, like Sans’, Renaissance’s, and Monika’s.
“But Pink isn’t a canon soul color!”
Yeah, she broke the game that way. Her soul trait is Passion.
#Little Doki Turtle Night Tales#LDTNT AU#crossover#alternate universe#little nightmares#doki doki literature club#ddlc#undertale#fnaf security breach#fan art#six#ddlc monika#renaissance#rottmnt#little sister au#Sans#glamrock freddy
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The first thing Cassidy did when she was in Ford's dimension was read the journal. Then she found the book of bill.....
#gravity falls#stanford pines#five nights at freddy's#fnaf cassidy#michael afton#the pit portal#the book of bill#fnaf au#gacha life#gacha community#gacha club#gacha life 2#billford
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New Sun and Moon designs [WIP]
Celestial Family designs: (plus new bodytypes & headcanons):
#sun and moon show#sams#fnaf#tsams#fnaf security breach#security breach show#the sun and moon show#gacha#gacha club#gacha life 2#gacha life two#dca#dca fnaf#five nights at freddys#sams sun#sams moon#tsams sun#tsams moon#gacha sams#Sun and Moon Show Gacha#Gacha Sun and Moon Show#my au#au#alternate universe
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You Make Me Wanna 5
Warnings: dark elements, noncon, age gap, best friend’s dad trope other dark elements. Proceed with caution.
Note: Please let me know what you think as it helps me a lot with ideas and I love interacting with you all.
Part of The Club AU
Three times. Walter, Mr. Marshall, Detective, whoever he is that day, has driven by your house three times. Three times that you’ve noticed.
The first time you recognised his car, you were taking out the trash. The second time, you were making sure your siblings got on the bus for school. And the third time, you’re coming out the front door, in uniform as you mentally steel yourself for another day at the grocery store.
You try not to be too obvious as you look for him. You set out on your usual route, a peek here and there over your shoulder, a strategic glance down the street as you turn to cross. Maybe he can stop you for jaywalking. A perfect excuse for him to swing around his weight.
You take out your phone as you come in sight of the plaza with the grocery store at its centre. Still not word from Faye. You really don’t expect her to be the first to reach out. You’re still sore yourself. It isn’t just that she ditched you, again, it’s that she was so quick to believe you sold her out. She knows the way her father is and yet just like him, she assumes you’re in the wrong.
As you approach the front doors of the store, you glance back at the lot. It’s sparse with vehicles, still early enough that stockers work at the shelves and the deli still fills its baskets with slices and salads. You clock in and tie on your apron, taking your vigil behind a till. Debbie leaves you as the sole cashier as she goes to do her counts.
You stare across the store, vision blurring, as the ceiling speakers drone out 80s pop. Your eyes nearly cross at the orbs of colours that form around you; the medley of produce, the smear of labels, and the looming shade of endless aisles. As you detach yourself from the monotony, you’re filled with a cloud of futile acceptance. Every day for the rest of your life.
Last year, you still had hope. You remember you told Faye you could save up and join her at college. That’s definitely not going to happen. You barely saved a nickel. Just like high school, your cheques were spent picking up after your mom’s job hopping. Your siblings can’t go without food or clothes or everything you didn’t have. Even when you get a few staples free from the clearance cart, you’re still paying far too much just to feed the lot.
Chrissie is almost fourteen now. She offered to put in an application but she’s still a few years from all that. Besides, you don’t want her to be like you. Only ever worrying about the empty fridge and your mom’s latest antics.
Zooey is only ten and blissfully unconcerned with anything but anime and drawing in her sketchbook, and your brother, Milo, seven, likes to bring home frogs and snakes. They’re both too young to sense anything is off, though at times, they ask you very pertinent questions about the other kids in their class.
You sigh. You never wanted this life. Against your will, you’ve inherited your mother’s lot. Your siblings need a parent and she’s not willing to be one. So, you’ll just have to ring through eggs and milk for the rest of your life and make sure they aren’t caught in the same bog.
“Hey,” the sharp greeting draws you back.
You blink and shake away the daze. You look over at Mr. Marshall. Not again. You do your best to smooth the worry from your forehead and reach for the sole item on the belt. An excuse, you’re sure.
You can through the breakfast tray of a hardboiled egg, pita, hummus, cheese, and grapes. The beep chirps harshly in your ears as he stares you down over the top of your till. You stifle a yawn as you hover your hand over the buttons.
“That everything?” You ask dully.
“You looked worried,” he moves to lean on the other side of debit machine, where his tray awaits him. “Like maybe you’re keeping secrets.”
You huff, “I told you I haven’t heard from Faye.”
“I didn’t ask.”
“Don’t treat me like I’m stupid,” you snap, “are you going to pay or do you want me to put this back, detective?”
“I’m off duty,” he tilts his head, “night shift.”
“Great, so credit or cash?”
He puffs through his nostrils and squares his jaw, “lot of kids running around your place, huh?”
“No,” you say curtly, “don’t.”
“I’m just tryna figure out where my kid is. Pretty crowded at yours so... maybe she’s somewhere else.”
“Maybe she is,” you utter in exasperation, “but I guess it doesn’t matter how many times I tell you that I don’t know where. You're still going to waste my time. And yours. So, please sir, cash or credit?”
He scoffs and looks around, the place is still desolate, “you got time.”
But you don’t have the patience. You barely keep from the retort. You turn and start tidying the till, distracting yourself as you rearrange your sanitizer and check the bin in case it was missed.
“She’s my daughter. How would you feel if one of your sisters ran off, huh?”
“You don’t get to talk about my sisters,” you turn back to him, “fine, alright, you want evidence, I’ll give you evidence, sir.” You take out your phone and flick through it in frustration, “the last message she sent me was the night we went out.” You turn the screen to him, “she hasn’t texted, she hasn’t called. Happy? Cause I don’t think she’s interested in being my friend anymore. She’s finally outgrown the poor girl.”
You can’t help but throw the phone at him as your emotion wells up, “she was only ever friends with me to piss you off. Like I said, I’m not stupid. I just--” you cut yourself off, “I got work to do.”
You turn back to the screen at your shoulder and brace the cash drawer. You take a slow breath and let it out. You’re embarrassed. He finally did it. He finally got you to crack. You refuse to look at him as he gently places your phone on the counter.
“Got it,” he says softly, “she isn’t with you.” He clears his throat and shifts, “debit.”
You grit your teeth, staring at the screen as you hit the button to activate the pin pad, “go ahead.”
You listen to the beep of each button as he puts in his pin. You wait and the till chimes as the transaction goes through. You rip of the receipt and drop it beside you on the counter without looking. You can hear everything, even the soft noise of him slipping his card back in his wallet. You keep your attention on the monitor.
“Enjoy your breakfast,” he says.
Your furrow your nose as you listen to his footsteps and only turn when you hear the automatic door whoosh. You look down at your phone beside the tray of food, the receipt laid neatly over it. You peek up at the doors and your stomach growls.
His pity is hardly preferable to his spite.
#walter marshall#dark walter marshall#dark!walter marshall#walter marshall x reader#you make me wanna#drabble#series#au#the club#night hunter
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So if night ninja hates an yu would that mean day ninja likes an yu?🤔 This is just a funny little scenario I've had in my head for a while. Day ninja character and the au belongs to @pjblob
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If You Can't Dance Masterlist
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Part 1 ☼ Part 2 ☼ Part 3 ☼ Part 4 ☼ Part 5 ☼ Part 6
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Do the older kids still miss their mum?
They indeed do, during the annual gathering of the suits (basically, a way for JK to get all his kids under one roof again) They will reminisce about her, which sometimes ends up with all three tearing up and Eclipse doing his damndest to get away from the small gathering. While all three were Mama's boys Eclipse was the most attached to his mother, her passing affected him immensely, and then learning about how she passed broke him even more. Being devastated it made him close himself off from everyone even Aurora for a good while. Sun was and still is afraid to get close to anyone. Moon, having several partners at a time in case something happens he'll have someone to go to if he feels himself getting too attached to someone he'll end things abruptly or ghost them out of fear, Sun is still trying to help him with this.
#myart#five nights at freddy's#fnaf#tsams au#suits au#Sundrop#Moondrop#Eclipse#sun of spades#Moons of Clubs#eclipse of heart
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