#preliminary aus

[sasiaucompetition]

Preliminary AUs

These are all the AUs that had 1 to 2 votes! Any AUs on this list that are not here, already advance into the competition, with 3+ votes!

This is not the order that they will compete in! That will be completely randomized!

The Other Side of the Mirror - @/Frejennix and @/Lalijinx (ao3)

Chessboxing AU - @/arealsword (ao3)

What you need - @/Anxiousgaypanicking (18+) (tumblr)

Logan, Janus, Roman, Remus - @/edupunkn00b (ao3)

Never Met You - @/Nad98 (ao3)

Archduke of Demonic Cultivation - @/ThreeCrowsInATrenchcoat (ao3)

One Coffee, Morally Gray - @/Duckduck_Scribblerswan (Caellie_E_and_Vaye_R) (ao3)

A Dragon's Treasure - @/TypicallyUntipical (ao3)

Fairies in the Forest - @/Ended_Flames (ao3)

Ghost Janus AU - @/SoDoRoses (FairyChess) (ao3)

Logan Accidentally Steals Two (2) Children - @/the-panmixxia (ao3)

The Stowaway's Heart - @/thesympatheticvillain (ao3)

They Share A Kitchen - @/BuddyBuddyPalBuddy (ao3)

100 Seconds to Midnight - @/never_the_rose (ao3)

Touch Transcends Language - @/IfFoundPleaseReturnToJanus (18+) (ao3)

Flores Facets - @/Whiskey_With_Patron (ao3)

Life's A Drag - @/infawrit10 (ao3)

Crown Princes And Butterfly Wings - @/Ended_Flames (ao3)

Where the Lovestruck Bleeds - @/Fangirltothefullest (ao3)

Banding With You - @/glacierruler (tumblr)

Through Hades and Back - @/glacierruler (tumblr)

Eucatastrophe - @/arealsword (ao3)

Side by Side in the Mindscape - @/edupunkn00b (ao3)

Beside Me - Dee - Thrall - @/edupunkn00b (ao3)

Stray Hearts Are Subject To change - @/Queen_Whovian (ao3)

How the Angels got their Wings - @/SunRey1116 (ao3)

don't paint wonderful lies on me (that wash away) - @/codevassie (ao3)

How to Fuck with Humanity 101 - @/Jungle321jungle (ao3)

What You Can Stand - @/ManyFandomsOneLog (ao3)

All of These Stars (Will Guide Us Home) - @/lucernis (ao3)

Virgil’s Guide to Avoid Accidentally Falling In Love With Your Boss’ Boss - @/Jungle321jungle (ao3)

Hidden In Shadows - @/Kaysigns (ao3)

Labeled - @/AdrianaintheSnow (ao3)

Dreaming While I Wake - @/VoidDragons (ao3)

Painful Death - @/VoidDragons (ao3)

Lost & Found AU - @/rollthewhatever (tumblr)

Monsterous Roomates - @/Willowanderer (ao3)

Between Light and Darkness - ORPHANED (ao3)

Pumpkin Spice - @/VoidDragons (ao3)

Pick A Side (i love you and everything is beautiful) - @/arealsword (ao3)

Is there anything left of Patton - @/AdrianaintheSnow (ao3)

if you're going my way, i'll go with you - @/iclaimedtobethebetterbard (ao3)

one chance to change your fate - @/iclaimedtobethebetterbard (ao3)

A Moment with Potential - @/Midniteblue (ao3)

45. KNEE DEEP - @/plumcat (ao3)

46. House of Tarot Cards - @/FlowerMeat (ao3)

47. The Long Road Home - @/warcatscat (ao3)

48. Punks, Poets, Parents - @/edupunkn00b (ao3)

49. Flightless Bird - @/AvoSunflowerTea (ao3)

50. A lesson in practicality - @/ResidentAnchor (ao3)

51. Endless Sides (Sandman AU) - @/sometimes-love-is-enough (tumblr)

52. The Ghost and the Reaper - @/thatonelesbianfander (tumblr)

53. A Bug in the System - @/AwLawdItComin (ao3)

54. lavender for luck - @/lovelylogans (ao3)

55. The Starlight Universe - @/iclaimedtobethebetterbard (ao3)

56. Pieces Verse - @/SoDoRoses (FairyChess) (ao3)

57 (Un)Wanted - @/TheAsexualofSpades (ao3)

58. Black Hole Sun - @/coconutcluster (ao3)

59. Vanished - @/red_imeanblue (ao3)

60. Space and Everything In It - @/Greenninjagal (ao3)

61. You Can't Go Back - @/delimeful (ao3)

62. Ghost AU - @/tsghostau (tumblr)

63. Live Without You - @/stormsofstarlight (ao3)

64. Janus Sanders and the Cassandra Fallacy - @/arealsword (ao3)

65. Short Sides AU - @/nachosforfree (tumblr)

66. Plant Parents Dukeceit - @/ThreeCrowsInATrenchcoat (ao3)

67. For the Record/The Sanders Archive - @/VillainVogue (ao3)

68. The Other Side(s) - @/VillainVogue (ao3)

69. genius loci - @/oldkamelle (tumblr)

70. unsympathetic patton au - @/aidensm8 (tumblr)

71. cat virgil - @/its-the-cat-queen (tumblr)

72. murder mystery - @/thecrowslullaby (tumblr)

73. guilty tears - @/not-exactly-laborious (tumblr)

74. ride the cyclone - @/purplecrayonismine (tumblr)

75. Pingverse - @/SoDoRoses (ao3)

76. Spirit Complex AU - @/casart (tumblr)

77. A Series of Silly Questions - @/SoDoRoses (ao3)

[hinamie]

atla!au designs part 3 !! one of these things is uh. not like the others

first year trio gojo/choso/nanami

[beannary]

the little prince separated au! donnie 🤝 john f kennedy: getting shot in the head

please vote for the little prince separated au in the @tmntaucompetition i dont have any reasons for why you should vote for my au other than pretty please ? 🥺👉👈

[s0fti3w1tch]

TMNT POLLS PSA

I've explained this in my reblog tags of this post, please keep the TMNT polls fun and please be sure that the AU/Iteration/Fic creators are actually okay with being part of them.

**Not about polls I've been added in, but polls I've seen, and growing trends me and others have noticed. As always, please don't harass anyone.

Specifically the more popularity-poll-ish ones, ones that teeter on or are straight up serious, it can be discouraging for those who didn't ask for it. Some may fear speaking up about it because other people are having fun despite how they themselves feel about it. Especially when polls specifically put one well-known fanwork over a smaller one. Worse yet when you're dropped into it without awareness from beforehand. Hell, even when the creators have a similar size, it can hurt.

I've recently gotten some anon messages like this. Though I haven't seen that attitude in response to my AU in polls, it's the type of attitude I've seen towards a couple other creators.

Being publicly compared to others by hundreds, sometimes up to thousands, can be anxiety-inducing. As easy as it is to say that "the unpopularity of your work should not discourage you," truth be told, there's truth to the saying "comparison kills creativity."

To have your work being used to put down someone else? Someone who's working just as hard? Who's just trying to share an idea just like you? Or to be dismissed?

As stated by the authors of MMC and OMO, while it may seem like you're uplifting your favorite in this, it's awkward. It can be stressful.

For those with less votes, it's hard not to think that yours is being called "less than." An "I've never heard of the other one lmao" can feel like a punch in the gut.

There's also animosity towards more bigger fanworks because of the pedestal they've been put on.

All that, and not even wanting to be there in there first place.

These things should and can encourage creativity and growth. AUs crossing over, banter, propaganda posts, etc.

Around the time Tumblr first rolled out the poll function, I was included in The Night AU creator's Sep AU polls. Me and the poll creator, Ray, both got last place in 2 respective polls, hence why we call TN!Leo/Green and TD!Leo/Trainee the "Losers Duo." Key part being: there was the awareness that this was simply in good fun. And I enjoyed being included.

Getting to know the creators of The Night, Red Rover, Life Mission, Blood Bath, and SLAU was and still is an amazing experience. The amount of crossover art we've made is evident of how much I've loved its turnout. I'm still planning on making more crossover work in the future.

It was some of the most actual fun I've had in fandom since I was 12. I'm 20 by the end of the year.

TL;DR

Respect the boundaries of fanwork creators and don't be an asshole for fuck's sake.

[anartisticalniche]

Confession time

okay time to make myself an embarassment for my cringeness.

If ANYONE out there thinks their SMG4 (and SMG34) AU is cringe (i hope not because i think theyre ALL GREAT-) then do i have to say something to make you think its not.

I had a MLB AU for SMG34 in my drafts back in early december (i think😭)

also an Inuyasha one too that i never developed lol

[what-have-i-unleashed]

since the last poll goes quite well,

the proposed new ship names masterlist thread here

while you're here, please also consider the ship name tournament submission here

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Dragon!Howdy is gonna have multiple limbs, of course! Maybe… butterfly-like wings? Just, like, scaly? Idk, lol-

His iconic red nose could turn into a spike at the end of his green snout, tho!

i was struggling so much w/ dragon!Howdy and then you busted through the wall with "his nose could be a nose horn" and Oh Boy The Thoughts Are Flowing Now!

keeping him wingless due to him being distinctly a caterpillar (not butterfly) in ~canon~. also i wanted to draw him as a lanky worm dragon

[feral-turtles]

WHAT ONCE WAS CALM PROPAGANDA!

If What once was calm wins I promise to:

Give Venus an actual design

Release a few beta scenes that ended up getting revised

Reveal what actually happened to Venus

I’ll make a ficlet about Venus’s last fight!

I will make a mini comic for Leo’s snap

I WILL RELEASE MY PLOT IDEAS FOR CROSSOVERS WITH WDTYG (@iamheretemporarly ) AND GIOVANNI/TWIN AU (@enthblaze)

@tmntaucompetition

[naiishu]

Finally consolidated all the pieces of Sleight into one page for the final writing/editing phase... it's currently 6.7k, I expect the update should be around 7.4k once it is completely finished.

There is a lot to get done, still, but finally........ it's making it. Finally.

It's been a long journey to get here.

There's a lot of content in this update.

Listening to: Vocaloid songs by supercell

[inksandpensblog]

Azure's Reception: a bug!Purple OC story

Purple is only in the warrior’s courtyard because he’d just managed to catch the trailing end note of his dame’s song remarking something about him getting to see Cobalt at training today. In his alarm at this unexpected turn of events, he hadn’t thought to ask why his sire would be there, only grousing over his ruined plans for the day and quietly thanking his luck that Orchid had mentioned it at all.

So he’s already frustrated and wary when he notices the newcomer standing off to the side of the courtyard.

Something is…off, about him.

It’s not that he’s a stranger. It’s not that his bristles are shorter than Purple is used to seeing, nor that they gleam with a dull, waxy shine that makes him look almost slippery. It isn’t the half-erased markings of smudged brown powder on his chest and arms that isn’t grey enough to be mud and smells too sweet to be dirt.

Purple’s antennae flick at the scent, reaching toward it despite himself. It’s not unfamiliar. His memory attaches the smell to a brown, pebble-like item that the foraging masters had introduced to their apprentices.

He tuts, irritated that he’s been prevented from shadowing them, and does his best to put the thought out of his mind.

His attention returns to the stranger. A cotton-candy-blue, brighter than one would expect in this forest, almost as if he’s been saturated in the saccharine hue. The fronds of his antennae are thin and jagged, angled from his head in mild interest.

It’s not that he’s the only mature beetlestick in the courtyard without any armor on.

Because he isn’t; even as Purple observes this, he catches sight of another unarmored beetlestick. This one looks familiar, at least, down to their ceremonial garb.

Purple’s frown shifts to one of confusion, as his attention returns to the stranger once again.

It’s not that his hands are tied. It’s not that the trailing lead is held by one of the two guards flanking him.

It’s not that Cobalt is the one holding the lead, and that he has yet to acknowledge the presence of his offspring.

Purple’s breath catches. Doubtless, his sire has noticed him already. But aside from a lightning-quick glance and the redirection of one antenna, Cobalt doesn’t address his son’s recognition.

Gradually, Purple unfreezes, trying to soothe his frayed nerves by reoccupying his mind with the mystery of the stranger. Because something still isn’t right.

Eventually, he picks up on it: it’s the complete silence.

Everyone else is lightly humming or buzzing to themselves as they go about their business and get into their positions; even Purple’s wings had been quietly droning behind him a moment ago. But this cotton-candy-blue stranger? Nothing.

It’s only then that some other trainees notice the look Purple is giving the stranger, and take it upon themselves to explain that he was handed over as tribute from another clan. Apparently, his silence is attributed to this state of affairs, as tributary custom forbids him from vocalizing during the reception.

When this clarifies nothing for Purple, the trainees roll their eyes and elaborate further: the clan had threatened to launch a war over some offense committed by a different clan, and cotton-candy had been offered as tribute in an effort to pacify the court. The exchange had already been completed, but the warriors got leave from the council to perform the reception ritual for the trainees to witness. The ceremony would magically and diplomatically subsume the tribute into their clan, where he would act as a representative of his own clan as a whole, who had given him away to bargain. Cotton-candy’s presence in the clan would also act as an incentive for his own former clan to not upset the court further.

The conversation continues, one trainee wondering whether or not cotton-candy is in fact the beetlestick who committed the offense or whether he’s a stand-in, and another remarking that this distinction doesn’t actually matter; but Purple tunes it out and stares at cotton-candy-blue, taking him in with this new context.

He looks…

…he looks kinda bored, honestly. Like the lot of them are a rabble of riffraff that he’s deigned to grace with his presence. Not at all like a criminal delivered to justice at the hands of his enemies. Not like a scapegoat handed over by those he’d considered his people. Not like a hostage whose life depends on the compliance of people who are far away and can’t reassure him.

As Purple keeps looking, two mulberry-red eyes meet his. He gets caught in their gaze, and it isn’t until he notices the one cotton-candy eyebrow raising that he realizes the tribute caught him staring. He looks away hastily.

When he glances back, the tribute’s attention is elsewhere. But there’s a lingering smirk on his face. It’s a sneering, self-satisfied thing. Purple scowls to himself.

Then attention is called, and the guards move, and the trainees cease chattering to disperse about the courtyard in formation, and Purple remembers that his sire is here, and he straightens up and gets in line and wipes his face blank.

He spends the next few minutes trying his darnedest to run through the routine he hadn’t been present for nearly enough times. He’s memorized the steps, but his sire would hone in on any poor technique in a heartbeat. Fortunately, it seems Cobalt’s attention is occupied with keeping the tribute in line.

Not that it’s taking much work. Cotton-candy just stands there, weight back on one leg, hip cocked slightly, and surveying the trainees like he’s waiting for them to do something worth his time.

Finally, everyone stills, the master of ceremony steps forward, and the rites begin.

Purple…honestly does try his best to follow along, but his attention keeps being drawn back to cotton-candy-blue, whose half-lidded look of faint amusement hasn’t left his face.

When the master of the ceremony calls the tribute forward, he obliges. There’s no other way to describe the manner with which he lifts his chin as he shifts forward to approach. He strides forward like he’s humoring them, a swagger in his movement, and all Purple can read in his posture is confidence.

The tribute is bade to kneel, and when his head bows and his knee touches the floor it’s like he’s doing them all a favor. The corner of his mouth twitches in time with one antenna as he closes his eyes, both eyebrows rising almost tauntingly, and Purple wonders if the master is blind to how they’re being indulged or if they’re aware that the tribute is merely playing along.

The master of ceremonies raises their hands over the tribute’s head, and says the final words.

“The tribute hereby relinquishes his ties to his clan, until such a time as the court considers the debts of his clan repaid. We hold him and his clan to their promise. We accept this tribute, on behalf of our enemies, and welcome him as one of our own.”

The master of ceremonies raises their voice, spreading their hands wide.

“Welcome, Azure.”

There’s a slight delay, and then— cotton-candy shoulders go rigid. A head darts up, antennae curling tightly, mulberry eyes flashing with something Purple can’t identify.

And that’s it. The ceremony is over.

Except…Purple is still looking at the tribute. At Azure. Whose elytra had lifted, a movement so natural that Purple almost hadn’t noticed it until it stopped, and he remembered in the same moment as Azure that no permission had been given for him to speak.

And then everyone is talking, and moving, and the trainees have somewhere to go, and the warriors have somewhere else to go, and Azure is being beckoned to his feet by the guards.

“If you have any questions, ask them now.” That’s his sire’s voice. Purple turns to see him untying Azure’s bonds.

“That’s not my—”

“Questions,” Cobalt emphasizes, turning away slightly to toss the coiled rope aside, his eyes moving from Azure’s newly-bared wrists to his piercing glare.

Azure’s nostrils flare, irate, face tilting downward and stance widening as his antennae lay flat down his head.

“My name is—”

His wings are still moving, but their song goes quiet suddenly.

Something like uncertainty steals across Azure’s face for the first time in the brief moments Purple has known of him. Mulberry eyes blink once, then rapidly, then dart over the ground as the tribute shakes his head and shifts unsteadily, teeth bared in agitation.

“…is Azure,” Cobalt finishes, something final in his song. “Come now, your quarters have been prepared.”

Purple can’t stay to witness any more. The crowd of trainees is herding him away.

But as he turns to catch one final glimpse of Azure, it’s to see a wary tension that had been absent for the entire ceremony finally appear in the tribute’s frame.

[jaynovz]

hi, i hope it's ok to ask for some silverflint fics recommendations. im looking for something with one of them being in danger/peril/kidnapped (or anything akin to that) and the other going just above and beyond to save him. something with the vibe, if you hurt him i'll kill you. thank you <3

So, anon, this is such a hilariously timely ask bc that prompt describes the big fic I'm currently working on lmao (it's a s2 alt canon fic where after 2.9 Silver goes to Charles Town to rescue Flint instead of Vane).

And yeah, sure, I can put a little rec list together. Might be a week or so but I'll put it in my queue of fandom activities. Cheers ✌️

[asinglegrainofsandv2]

HI HELLO please feel free to tell me everything about all soul eater au I'll actually scream from happiness

the gates are open

So this was mostly me seeing the revival of the “who’s the weapon and who’s the meister” trend on TikTok.

I haven’t seen soul eater in a few years so bear with me-

So, with ability users (mostly thinking ADA), which of them would make sense as weapons?

Because you have your physical abilities like Atsushi and Kenji who are definitely weapons because they fight with their fists and frankly I cannot see either of them engaging in any combat with a weapon in hand (except for Kenji’s traffic sign <3)

Kenji would be a club of some kind, a blunt force big ass metal bludgeoning club

Atsushi would be something sharp, duh.

Kunikida is probably one of the only people in the ADA who knows how to work with guns and has formal training in that stuff but i think it would be so funny if be turned into a pistol. he deserves it, yknow?

But then you hit the point where sure they turn into something that fits their personality but who the hell would also work wielding that weapon.

So: (I can and will expand on these if asked)

Dazai (Meister) + Kunikida (Pistol)

Kyoka (Meister) + Atsushi (Katana)

Naomi (Meister) + Junichiro (?)

I kind of want Junichiro to be knuckle dusters because Naomi deserves to punch the shit out of people. as a treat

I don’t know how applicable this is to soul eater but i think it would be silly if Kenji worked so well with everyone he could just throw himself at literally anyone and they would vibe well. (Definitely not because I didn’t have anyone to pair him with)

….Atsushi should pair better with Akutagawa and both of them hate it

[marine-paint]

au where,,, uh,,, idk yellow isn’t affected by the cycles resetting at all and keeps visiting lesley because the stairs don’t disappear anymore. lesley tried resetting more but it only does the opposite effect (aka yellow guy starts remembering more) so lesley just gives up and lets the guy visit whenever he pleases

[tmntaucompetition]

@quewp1 - Mer Turtles @thr-333 - Mystic Tots

[yellow-faerie]

Anyway I am 4k words into an au of the Second Kinslaying fic and instead of getting to the actual plot in this time, I have managed to have 4k words of Nimloth being good in a crisis; Oropher and his wife and this one guard who I'm attached to now; and like...only two Fëanorians have appeared??

This was supposed to be a Fëanorian centric fic!! How did this happen lol?