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asking abt ur selfship au!!!! how does eunso feel abt minyoung + vise versa? are yoosung and seven still close? does eunso like seven (do they hang out together as a group? :3)
+ bonus space to talk abt whatever u want
OH MY GOODNESS IVE NEVER BEEN ASKED AB MY SELFSHIPS BEFORE KYAAA i don't know how to format tumblr posts so i'll try to make it make sense.. hehe...
Eunseo + Minyoung:
Eunseo is a part of the RFA and has known Yoosung and Rika since she was in high school. She's a year older than Yoosung and Rika saw her potential as an author and a journalist so Rika asked her to work with the RFA!!!
Eunseo's backstory is a whole other topic I'll touch on in the next ask LOL.
Minyoung (in this universe, which I consider their "canonical" universe if that makes sense), is Saeran/Unknown's assistant and has been working alongside him for two and a half years by the time of the main plot (which follows Seven's route).
To make a long story short, Minyoung was originally supposed to be MC from Ray's route, but it follows the Bad Ending where MC refuses to be the play tester so Ray takes her back to magenta to be his assistant.
As a result, Minyoung knows about Eunseo but Eunseo doesn't know anything about her. Two years after Secret End 2 (hence the name of the AU, Secret End: After), Eunseo is working on her Master's Thesis and decides to write about Mint Eye and its previous Believers.
She sends out an online survey asking for previous members of the cult to willingly step up and attend an interview. Minyoung is the only legitimate member of Mint Eye, so Eunseo focuses her work on Minyoung for now.
Then... through Eunseo, Minyoung and Saeran meet again <3.
Eunseo + Seven:
To be honest... Eunseo has just never liked Seven to begin with. Maybe because she just doesn't appreciate his humour but tries to suck it up because Yoosung loves Seven so much lol. But I like to think that two years later, she learns to be civil with him and enjoy his presence.
Yoosung + Seven:
Yes! These two goofballs are still very close even in this AU, probably closer than ever before. I'm a YooSeven geek, so I really can't get rid of their dynamic no matter how hard I try LOL. Yoosung has matured a lot in the time that's passed though and he's actually often the voice of reason when Seven and Saeran get into fights. Yoosung understands most out of them all what it means to let people go and let them develop, I think.
As for RFA as a group, they do still often meet up in this AU. They're still Rika's Fundraising Association and they still throw parties. Jumin and Jaehee still work closely together, but Jumin has started to see things from her perspective. Thank god he doesn't overwork her anymore. Jaehee still has plans of opening her own cafe and Jumin wouldn't mind helping her out. Zen is still single as ever, but he's become less immature about it.
But thank you so much for asking about my meepy Minyoung! She's been my self insert for about three or so years now and I was really nervous about showing her off to the world. I appreciate your interest sooo much <3
#mysme#mystic messenger#saeran choi#saeyoung choi#yoosung kim#zen mystic messenger#jumin han#jaehee kang#mysme rika#minyoung chae#thank you kyaaa i love u#secret end: after au
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yeehaw, baby!
#if u know me u knew this was inevitable#kon el#conner kent#tim drake#timkon#im gonna ramble after the boring tags ok#dc comics#fanart#western au#superboy#OK !!!! ITS TIME#so kon. obvs is a cowboy here#definitely a bit of a magnet for trouble but not an outlaw#still not the sort of person the son of the drake family's supposed to be talking to but yk kon's gonna try anyway#on tims end it pretty much follows the same events as the comics bc if it aint broke dont fix it#<- in terms of the whole sneaking out at night to do his own secret detective work thing at least#i have a whole silly story for the rest of it but im not gonna get into it all here lmao#but yeah i love cowboys and actual cowboy history vv much so this probably wont be the last u see of this au ŕ´Śŕľŕ´Śŕ´ż ËęłË )â§#for now this post's rlly just for goofing around with design ideas#my art
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@thatlesbainmushroom and @jjlovesgoodies (hope you don't mind the tags, I was not sure how else to make sure you seen this<3) both said yes to hearing about my roomies zombie au, so here it is!! Though, I must admit that it is more of a half-baked idea than a fully thought out au. I'm not sure if I will ever actually write it, so it's free game with credit.
I suppose a TW is required before you read any further. It is a zombie au, so it is pretty grim. Mentions of death, blood, injury, and other apocalypse typical things.
Etho and Cleo were college roommates before everything went to shit. Cleo was a graphic design and arts student in her fourth year, while Etho was an engineering student in his second year. They have been together since the start, and were actually in their dorm room when the chaos started. Bdubs used to be with them, but they lost track of him (and his horse) months ago. They assume he is dead.
Grian was a first year architect student from a few towns over. His group consisted of his roommates, Jimmy and Joel, along with his work friend, Scar.
None of them had ever used a gun before the apocalypse, so it is none of their preferred weapon. Cleo has a baseball bat, Grian has a knife, and Etho has a machete. Etho and Grian both carry handguns but rarely use them. Cleo knows how to use a gun but does not carry one and would have to be in mortal danger to be convinced to use it.
Cleo is immune to the bite, something they found out at the beginning because a classmate had bitten her and she never turned. Though, this immunity would not hold any narrative weight. The world has fallen apart, there wouldn't be anyone left to try to find a cure from her anyway. They are just focused on surviving and trying to keep each other safe.
However, because of her immunity, she does take risks that Etho doesn't/can't. She used to be a real softy, not much a fighter who was all bark no bite, but she would do anything to protect Etho. She has many scars, from bites and scratches, because of this reckless behavior.
It would start with Grian having just been separated from his group and he's been wandering around the remains of a big city looking for them. He eventually gets overwhelmed by a hoard and ends up cornered in an alley, where he is then saved by Etho, who kills the zombies and offers to bring him back to his camp.
Grian says no and tells him he has to keep looking for his group, but Etho is persistent. Grian caves and agrees to go with him when Etho offers to help look for his missing friends; no strings attached.
The group traverses the remains of the burning world together for several months looking for Grian's group and slowly getting to know each other. Etho and Cleo share information freely, but Grian is more reserved. He only answers simple questions about his past. They barley know anything about this group they are trying to find. Instead of opening up as the months' pass by, he actually becomes more and more reserved.
He keeps asking why they keep helping him when they have no obligation to do so, especially since he's given them next to no information or reason to trust him, and they say why not? They don't have anything better to do than lend him a helping hand.
Grian leads them more and more northwest as time goes on, telling them that he was told to head in this direction to meet back up with his group, but still, they find no trace of them.
Around 6-7 months into traveling together, the group do a supply run in a mall that they thought was safe and end up getting trapped inside with no way out after Grian brings some kind of a display/structure down on top of himself on accident and it attracts a hoard that was hidden away out of sight.
They are very low on ammo, Etho was bit while getting Grian out from under the display, Grian was injured by the accident, and they're all too exhausted and malnourished to fight. They make it into a staff area, but there's no exit that they see, so they barricade the door. It is only a matter of time before the hoard breaks through.
Sitting inside of the small room, Grian admits to them that his group was already dead and had been for a while. He tells them that he had actually been ready to die that day Etho found him. He felt bad letting Etho's kindness (which was a rarity in this dying world) go to waste, so he went along with it.
He was just along for the ride at first, leading them on a wild goose chase while waiting for a chance to leave them, but then he grew to care for them. He never thought he would find friends again in a world like this, but, somehow, he did. They gave him a purpose, a reason to keep going. They made him want to live again. They made him happy. They made him laugh; something so simple and yet so important.
He didn't want them to leave him behind once they found out the truth, so he'd kept lying to them and pretending like he was still searching so that they would have a reason to keep helping him, a reason to have him around.
He was closing himself off all that time in an attempt to hold onto the one good thing in his life. He tells them that he's sorry, that he loves them, and that he's scared.
Cleo and Etho say they don't care that he's been lying, and that he's just as important to them as they are to him. They say that whatever happens next, they'll do it together.
And then in my mind it would end somewhat ambiguously/open ended as the zombie's break through.
#grian#zombiecleo#ethoslab#the roomies#secret life roomies#secret life#hermitcraft#I had it in my mind that they would call the zombies âboogiesâ as a reference to the boogie man curse#but i was worried people might find too silly XD#in my mind bdubs is still alive somewhere#found and taken in by the mounders I imagine#and they eventually meet back up with him if the ending is a good one#cw: death#implied death#zombie apocalypse#apocalypse au#if you want a happy ending then they use the rest of their ammo to hold off the zombies#and are able to find a way out in time and it turns out that etho is also immune#or if you want sad but not too sad they make it out but etho is not immune so he grows sick#and he dies after a heartfelt goodbye and grian + Cleo burry him somewhere nice#or a more realistic ending to the situation they ended up in they die in each others arms#really it can go any way that you want#tell me if i should tag this as anything else!#oh also as for the âdisplayâ I wasn't sure how to explain it#I am imagining some sort of gazebo/stall that he kicks the support beam of thinking it is secure#and it comes down on top of him#but my words are not the best
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super splashfrost times
#splashtail#frostpaw#ok i rewatched one of my favorite movies. here is an unrelated asc rewrite i was considering#i think frostpaw could have found out about reedwhisker sooner#splashfrost are still very close as kids but they start drifting apart when frost switches to med training#and either she finds him by chance soon after he kills reedwhisker and he has to manipulate his way through it#OR reed/curl/splash/frost are all in the forest one day for one reason or another#and splash starts instigating reed and they get into a physical fight and he obviously dies#so it's a secret between the 3 of them#and frostpaw knows it was an accident splashtail of course it was. you're my best friend#in the movie the first death was an accident but in this au curl&splash are just fucking with her the whole time!#curl with better intentions than him of course but they're both still leaving her in the dark about why it really happened#and curlfeather still ends up dying too and frostpaw doesn't know what to do because it couldn't have been splashtail. it was an accident#and things just keep getting worse!#this isn't what i think should have happened instead i'm just having fun#this will make more sense if you've seen super dark times. not that it's related
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#if u know me u knew this was inevitable#kon el#conner kent#tim drake#timkon#im gonna ramble after the boring tags ok#dc comics#fanart#western au#superboy#OK !!!! ITS TIME#so kon. obvs is a cowboy here#definitely a bit of a magnet for trouble but not an outlaw#still not the sort of person the son of the drake family's supposed to be talking to but yk kon's gonna try anyway#on tims end it pretty much follows the same events as the comics bc if it aint broke dont fix it#<- in terms of the whole sneaking out at night to do his own secret detective work thing at least#i have a whole silly story for the rest of it but im not gonna get into it all here lmao#but yeah i love cowboys and actual cowboy history vv much so this probably wont be the last u see of this au ŕ´Śŕľŕ´Śŕ´ż ËęłË )â§#for now this post's rlly just for goofing around with design ideas#my art
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Question about p! Noah..
How would he hypothetically react to being stabbed. (Accidentally) Like not a deadly stab wound but one big enough for it to be considered concerning.
How would the rest of the cast react?
Ok so what I'm asking is how committed is p! Noah to the bit? How for would he go in such a serious situation. Maybe he didn't care at all and walked around bleeding? Maybe he was only thinking of ways to torment the others using this to his advantage. Idk.
Also love this au sm!!
"Hypothetically", just say you want to stab him. This is a safe space, I'm not judging. ...Okay I'm judging a little bit.
I actually have a few thoughts about reactions to stabbings, as someone who's been involved in more than my fair share of them, and generally I think a lot of people don't tend to understand just how much it fucking hurts to be stabbed, even when it's non-fatal. It is a very painful experience, even with the added anaesthetic of adrenaline, and seeing just how often media portrays people walking off stab wounds or regarding them as little more than scratches is just. Infuriating.
Now, I personally headcanon Noah as someone with a fairly high pain tolerance. This is backed by a lot of the bone-crushing and otherwise painful experiences he suffers through in the show and is generally able to shrug off without complaint (and really, Noah would realistically have so much chronic pain after World Tour in particular, given how much he's crushed, tossed and thrown about in that season alone). But that doesn't mean I think he can just brute-force his way through acting unconcerned by a literal stab wound.
Even p!Noah wouldn't have that unwavering of a constitution, and he's crazy. Though I do think he'd make a good effort of maintaining his persona as the unflappable unstable wildcard, he'd be quick to abscond from the situation at hand and treat the wound. Again, that shit hurts, and it's really hard to keep up any pretences under the pain of a stab wound, so getting himself out of the situation as fast as possible would be his top priority- the less time he spends around the others in his vulnerable state, the slimmer the chances are of them seeing behind his mask of mania to the scared person hidden behind it.
Because his detachment from reality is the vast majority of his defence mechanism game plan; if Noah allows himself to be seen as anything but the psychopath he's portrayed himself as- either by the audience or the now aware cast- he's lost practically everything he's spent seasons building up on camera. Letting himself be seen as vulnerable or even affected by something as "inconsequential" as a stab would is a no-go, so he'd stutter out a few witty zingers and bounce.
(Which is an incredibly unhealthy mindset to have, but p!Noah isn't exactly mentally sound even without his exaggerated persona. His commitment to The Bit is strong enough for him to momentarily disregard his physical wellbeing, but not enough to grant him the ability to completely ignore it.)
It'd play out something like this:
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Noah's eyes momentarily widened in shock as he felt the cold steel of Duncan's knife embed itself into the meat of his upper thigh. The pain was searingly sharp, molten agony burning like lava in his veins, and the bookworm found himself reflexively stumbling backwards from the punk.
"Did you just stab me?" He asked incredulously, sparing a glance down towards the weapon sticking out of his now ruined cargo shorts. The sight was almost comedic; Noah's oversized shorts rested against the hilt of the knife like cushions, completely blanketing the wound beneath them. He was almost amused enough to laugh, but the constant screaming of his nerves had his laughter congealing against the back of his throat with the rest of his saliva, leaving his mouth uncomfortably dry.
Duncan, in turn, seemed just as shocked by the turn of events. The delinquent's terrified blue eyes darted from Noah's face to the knife jutting out of his thigh. Which prompted the cynic to contort his grimace into a toothy grin, as any sign of weakness here would completely ruin his carefully cultivated image, though the edges of his smile were soured by the constant throbbing pain in his leg.
Truly, it was Noah's own fault. He shouldn't've provoked the stab-happy jailbird, but messing with Duncan was just too fun an opportunity to pass up.
"Oh fuck! Oh shit, dude, I'm so sorry!"
And he really was. Noah could tell by the shaky panic in his voice, the bulging of his ice-blue eyes, and the way Duncan seemed to curl self-consciously into himself. Not that the pessimist thought he had any right to act to timid- he was the one with the knife in his leg.
Again, Noah wanted nothing more than to laugh at the absurdity of the situation. Here he was, stood before the resident metal-faced punk, brandishing the other's knife deep in the flesh of his thigh like some sort of twisted fashion statement. Every minor twitch and spasm of his muscles had white-hot agony lick at the back of his mind like flames, matching the welling heat of pained tears he desperately choked down; Noah refused to cry in front of Duncan, refused to let the other know just how much pain he was in.
He took a few tentative steps backwards, edging towards the exit of the Economy Cabin and towards the relative safety of the Confessional. Each step was a test in his composure, as every time he put even the slightest bit of weight onto his pierced leg Noah felt liquid hot torture bubble through his veins.
"Wow. I know you offered to give me a piercing, but don't you think this is a bit much?" Noah snarked, playing off the unsteady tightness of his voice as mirth with a humourless giggle, and disguising the wince he couldn't quite subdue as a cocky tilting of his head.
Noah placed a steadying hand on the doorframe of the exit, never once turning his back to his assaulter or letting his feral grin falter, as his tear-fogged eyes scanned across the cabin. He'd made it to the exit, but really needed a moment to catch his breath. It was so hard to breath around the sharp, burning pain.
The cynic felt, more than saw, the concerned looks the other occupants of Economy were shooting him. In fact, both Owen and Alejandro had jumped from their seats to, assumedly, assist him. That wouldn't do- Noah staunchly refused to show any semblance of helplessness in front of Alejandro. The latino's hero complex and overblown ego would never let Noah hear the end of it, and making himself even the slightest bit sympathetic in front of their audience would offset the persona he'd worked so hard to maintain.
Damn his team and their inconstant bouts of humanity; concern was the last thing Noah wanted! The whole situation was jeopardising his image! He'd have to do something drastic to stop his well intentioned teammates from following him- something crazy.
"I'm keeping this, by the way."
The bookworm yanked the knife from it's nested perch in is thigh, scattering scarlet droplets of blood in its wake, and brandished his newfound weapon with performative flourish. It hurt like a bitch, and Noah had to force down a shudder at the feeling of his own rapidly welling blood as it began to trickle down his leg like molasses in rivulets of crimson. No doubt his shorts would be ruined, not that they weren't already.
A resounding cry of disbelief rattled through the cabin, though Noah payed it no mind.
It... probably wasn't the best idea, ripping the knife out of his stab wound. But Noah was nothing if not committed to his act, and it wasn't as if he could just re-plug the bleeding with the knife.
Unless? ...No, no that was stupid. The persistent throbbing pain of his sluggishly bleeding wound was probably just messing with his head.
It was, however, satisfying to watch the well-intentioned concern on the other's faces drain into white-faced revulsion and terror, as Noah playfully began to spin the blood soaked weapon between his fingers. Both Owen and Alejandro came to a halt a few meters away from him, the Spaniard in particular seemed to recoil at the stray droplets of the cynic's blood as his face took on a peculiar green tinge.
And Duncan stood shell-shocked in his original position, apparently still stunned by disbelief by his own actions. Not that Noah cared, but it was a little ironic to him; the big bad delinquent couldn't handle the ramifications of his own violence. How sad, Noah's heart was just bleeding for him- or was it his leg? It was hard to tell, the rapid loss of blood made his deductive skills a little wonky.
"Thanks for the gift, Duncey. Toodles!~"
With that, Noah skittered his way out of the cabin, leaving a trail of scarlet behind him.
"Dude, what the fuck."
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And then p!Noah hobbles his way to the Confessional to treat his stab wound and stop the bleeding. And probably has a little cry over it because ouch, being stabbed hurts. (Obviously he'd muffle the sounds of his sobs and agonised hissed breaths as he deals with the wound- he wouldn't want anyone overhearing his moment of weakness.)
Then, of course, he remembers that the Confessional is decked out with a camera and quickly re-masks into his usual persona and waxes poetic about how pretty he looks covered in his own blood, and how Duncan was so generous in gifting him his prized knife, and how Noah would love to repay the favour. Or something along those lines.
Duncan in this scenario would have the added bonus of not only dealing with the guilt of stabbing someone, but also the paranoia of Noah's rebuttal. Of which Noah would relish in, because of course he would.
As for the others, Noah would make a conscious and continuous effort to keep them as unconcerned with his wellbeing as possible, since his whole goal is to make himself seem as inhuman and unstable as possible. Letting the others care about him would humanise Noah in the eyes of the cast and the audience at large, which is a big no-no for his game plan.
That doesn't mean he wouldn't let Owen fuss over him in private; Owen's one of the very few people around who knows that a lot of Noah's instability is an exaggeration, so Noah isn't as hesitant to lower his walls.
#in short: he's screaming on the inside but outwardly he's still committed to the bit.#no amount of crazy can make someone immune to the pain of being stabbed though#he can only keep the act up for so long before the mask slips.#being stabbed hurts y'all. like HURTS hurts. it's super hard to act casual when there's a knife sticking out of you.#also blood is a bitch to clean up so the real victim in this scenario is the intern who has to clean the confessional after Noah's used it.#pushing my nowen agenda at the end there. owen's the only one allowed to care about p!noah in his eyes#(in turn p!noah cares a lot about owen too but shh 𤍠that's a secret)#total drama#td noah#psycho!noah au#silly ideas#silly hypotheticals#others' ideas#replies#tw stabbing#tw blood
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beauty and beast au but Claireâs the one cursed because sheâs the only one I can see literally pissing a sorceress off enough to get cursed. (If weâre going off the original movie Jim would probably offer them a hot meal and a room for the night, knowing him heâd make everything super accommodating)
#are we seeing the vision or have I lost my mind#Jim would literally drop everything to help this literal hag who waltzed through the door#Claire would..not be doing that#bonus points if the witch is Morgana then theyâre throwing hands#I could see her trying to offer a deal like say sheâs after Claireâs magic and sevitude or something and when she refuses boom Morgana#curses her and everyone else thatâs in the ballroom at the time#And because itâs Morgana sheâd probably make the curse super difficult to break#so like by the time sheâs 18 if she doesnât agree to serve Morgana when the last petal on the rose falls she dies with the rose#so Claireâs kinda given up on hope cuz sheâd rather die than give Morgana her magic#Barbaraâs a traveling doctor so her and Strickler set off to another town for a trip and get caught in the snow storm#and they get locked up for entering the castle and trespassing#Jim goes after them because they donât come back the day after#instead of Claire keeping them there though I think sheâd just give all three the chance to leave with some pressing from her friends#Jim ends up rethinking his decision due to the fact that Toby even as a cursed object canât for the life of him keep a secret#when he hears the castle is under a curse heâs immediately interested in helping#even if Claire really just wants this nosy human boy and his parents to be on their way#oh shit I think I just wrote another au#trollhunters#tales of arcadia#jim lake jr#claire nuĂąez#toa#jlaire#this was just chillin in my drafts for awhile
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Revenant Side Stories
Story IV: Price
[Konchar] [Graves] [Gaz] [AO3]
This one is a little different from the other side stories, but I have to say I had a lot of fun diving into the way Price experiences his powers from his POV.
This one is probably the most plot-relevant story, in relation to part 2. Hope you enjoy it!
The human mind is a deceptively complex subject. No person thinks the same way, Johnathan has found - some see images scrolling by, vague hieroglyphs symbolizing thoughts. Others narrate their day-to-day life, to themselves or to an imaginary audience. Once, he came across a woman, who, being deaf from birth, imagined words as hand signs.
He could take decades studying a single person, exploring the connections in their grey matter. If he wasnât devoted to keeping his hands dirty to keep the world clean, John wouldâve considered working in a field more suitable for his powers.
As it was, the people he comes in contact the most become the subjects of his investigations.
The first of his boys was the hardest. John met Simon merely a few months after his own Reaping, while the grasp he had on his powers was far weaker. He remembers the first time he arrived at reading distance from the Ghost; the sharp, fractured mind of the then-Sergeant was like a physical ache in his own, and he had to shamefully retreat to the bathroom to vomit.
They were both newly not-quite-dead, both far too powerful to allow back to the field while they didnât have a tight leash on their abilities. So, they trained together.
Simon, or Ghost as he insisted on being referred as, really shouldnât have been cleared to stay in the military. John didnât have to be a shrink to tell, the choking feeling of the Sergeantâs memories and flashback almost bringing him to his knees countless times.
The kid went through worse than most veterans have. He had the powers to match.
Limbo. An ability never seen before in the entirety of recorded human history, the first revenant of the Void Reaper. The higher brass saw it as a cheat code for warfare.
John saw it as a defence mechanism of a broken man.
Ghostâs mind was his first, and perhaps biggest, hurdle as a commanding officer and as a revenant. It took weeks before he could stand to be in the same room with him for longer than an hour, months for the inky, tar-like miasma coating each of Simonâs thoughts to clear.
Ghost began to trust him. See that John is the closest one to really understand what made him a revenant, the fundamental reason of Limboâs existence: It was never about being an off switch to hostile soldiers, like General Shepherd treated it.
Limbo was a world in Simonâs full control, a place where for once in his life, he could make sure he wouldnât be hurt.
But that wouldnât be apparent, from just watching him on the field, from reading mission reports on his unmatched powers. No other soldier, General, or Spiritulogist saw what John saw.
And while he tried to explain, it all fell on deaf ears.
John carries many regrets in his life, but allowing Limbo to become a hostile realm toward Ghost might be his worst one.
Guilt isnât an uncommon emotion among soldiers. Some hide it better than others, but Captain Price learned to see through mental walls a long time ago. While he didnât have the opportunity to peer into many revenant minds, it was even more prevalent in theirs.
That is to say, Kyle Garrick shouldnât have surprised him.
He met the young Corporal barely two weeks after his death, the sight of crushed bones still terribly fresh in his mind. It didnât deter Price like Ghost has - he has learned a lot since, lived through worse - and instead intrigued him. Call it morbid curiosity, but the sheer amount of care Kyle has for each and every soldier on his team, dead or alive, was a sign he will go far, in Priceâs eyes.
That value, as admirable as it was, was currently eating the young soldier from the inside. Before he could take Gaz under his wing, he was forced to watch from the sidelines as the regret and shame weighed on Kyleâs heart. It gave him a considerable amount of comfort, to watch the man grow when they had the chance to work together.
Despite knowing both of them, Price wasnât sure how Ghost and Gaz would handle a mission together. He knew they would be as professional as ever, but Ghostâs reputation precedes him by many paces, and it unfairly emphasizes times when he either was out of control due to the unimaginable weight of his past, or under orders.
So it came as quite a shock when Ghost not only complimented the Sergeant, but in his mind thought he would be content with working with Gaz again.
Price was already meaning to get Gaz on the 141, but seeing how well the two mashed with each other made him all the more certain of the need for the taskforce. He initially pitched it to the higher brass with an explanation of the tactical benefits of gathering their strongest revenants and training them together, allowing for the soldiers to explore unique and powerful ways to combine their abilities.
But secretly, it also allows Price to keep an eye on them, be their commanding officer, and make sure nobody will take advantage of those otherworldly powers without taking in consideration that maybe, despite already dying, revenants arenât any less human than their fellow soldiers.
And for a long time, it was them three, against whatever fate threw at them. The taskforce gained infamy as the only revenant-exclusive squad in the world, mission after mission joining a long line of successes.
It wasnât all perfect behind closed doors. Ghostâs Limbo continued to be hostile towards its owner, forcing him to work alone. Gaz was still burdened, and while having other revenants around him helped, showing him heâs not alone in his struggles, sometimes it was not enough.
Their team had their flaws, but it was better than any other alternative they had.
Then, Soap found his way in.
Sergeant MacTavish was an odd revenant, even among the unusual. From the first time meeting him, Price noted just how much the Scot seems to repress, even within the comfort of his own mind. Peering in, it was as if thick concrete walls were erected around his thoughts, sectioning off the different parts that made up Soap.
His personal file wasnât much better - full pages blacked out, especially any pertaining to his Reaping. Price knows the smell of red tape, and Soapâs file was reeking with it.
It brought him years back to Simon, the way both of them appear to be afraid of themselves.
He decided to assign them both to a simple mission. Ghost resisted at first, as he always does when Price tries to get him out of his shell, so to speak. Luckily for him, and unfortunately for Ghost, he has the final word as a Captain.
It ended up a shitshow, because it always does when Price needs it not to. Or, thatâs what he thought at first, hearing the initial reports.
Ghostâs demeanor was almost somber when Price asked him about Soap. Regret, and what Price could define as the feeling of missing out, surrounded the Lieutenantâs thoughts. Something about Soap caught his attention.
It took months before an opportunity arose, and an incredible effort from his side to not spill those thoughts accidentally (lest his plans fail, and his boys become disappointed), but Price managed to convince his superiors that the taskforce needs a new member. That member, of course, being Soap.
Price did not foresee just how much that addition will change his team. To say he regrets it would be a lie⌠but knowing what he knows now, he mightâve considered it longer.
Seeing how happy the three of them are, how things simply click better with Soap around, Price believes he wouldâve made the same choice again and again.
Price came across a few revenants in his life, gazed into their thoughts more than once. Each of them were wholly extraordinary. The experience of dying and meeting a Reaper alters oneâs mind irrevocably.
Out of all of those revenants, thereâs only one that made Johnathan Price feel an innate sort of dread, one whose thoughts were disturbing enough to keep him awake at night for weeks after their short meeting. One that forced his own to a breaking point, made Price physically hear the creaking of his crumbling brain attempting to process what it is seeing.
That mind being, Vladimir Makarovâs.
Johnâs Reaper isnât of the chatty kind, the one that tries to control its revenants with an iron fist. For the most part, it let him do as he pleases, occasionally warning him from this mission or another.
The sudden shift between their world and his Reaperâs realm never ceases to send a bolt of shock through him. He has observed minds when they were brought to distant places beyond their understanding. It made his eyes bleed.
This one is no different.
âR-Reaper. To what do I owe the honors?â John asks, wincing as a headache attacks him, brain overstimulated by the shifting shapes around him, concepts he has no words for appearing and disappearing with a blink.
âYou are to be sent on a mission in a few hours.â the Reaper responds, a wild mass of flashing lights, like synapses of a starless sky. Priceâs gift allows him to see the hidden messages between the words.
âInterest. Warning. Fear.â
âŚFearâŚ?
What⌠could make his Reaper⌠afraid?
The ancient voice continues, âYou will be asked to kill a man. A revenant.â
âDanger. Blood. Enemy.â
Johnâs brows scrunch in confusion, âReaper-?â
âYou cannot kill that revenant. Under orders of Fate, you will not kill that revenant.â
âCommand. Terror. Fate.â
John opens his mouth, to ask one of the billion questions swirling in his mind, but the synapses flash, his body gets the feeling of falling, and-
John gasps, eyes rapidly taking in his surroundings. Back in his office, kicked out of the Reaper realm before he could let out a peep. He sighs, wiping sweat from his brow, nape still tingling with the wrongness of his Reaperâs messages.
Something is scaring his Reaper to obey⌠âFateâ. Johnâs not sure what exactly that is, but he knows who will.
Heâs about to punch in the number of the resident Spiritulogist on base, when a knock sounds on his door. âOpen!â He calls loudly, his mind already supplying him with the orders the rookie is about to tell him.
They have a mission lined up for him, and heâs to be debriefed immediately. The rookie mumbles as such, and John waves him off.
His stomach churns in a way it hasnât for a very long time.
âBravo 0-6, whatâs your status?â
Price brings a hand up to his comms, âsolid, in position, no sign of the target.â
The watcher copies his response, clicking off channel. John swallows thickly, adjusting the hold on his sniper. On paper, this mission should be simple - a man named Andrei Nolan has been observed to be making moves in favor of several international criminal rings. The SAS needs him dead, and Price is here to make sure of that.
The intel suggested a possibility of the man being a revenant, but with no confirmed Reaper, the information doesnât help him in the slightest.
The port heâs overlooking is said to be housing missiles in some of its shipment containers. Nolan will arrive to buy them from a local arms dealer. They wouldâve not sent someone like Price usually, but not only did Nolan evade capture several times, he recently ramped up his activity, pointing to a new employer.
Any other day, Price wouldâve killed him with no hesitation. Today, however, the words of his Reaper echo within his mind, dread spreading through his synapses, the emotions that coursed through the interdimensional being now flowing through him.
Reapers donât lie, and his certainly doesnât mince words. If it didnât see a reason to warn John, it wouldnât have.
There wasnât enough time to explain that to his superiors, though. Humans donât understand the connection Reapers and revenants have, hell, they barely understand Reapers as a concept, let alone their intricate oddities.
He inhales deeply. John hopes heâs close enough to read Nolan, when he finally shows up. Perhaps the manâs mind might have a clue as to why his Reaper needs him to stay alive.
And as if his thoughts have been heard, Andrei Nolan shows his face. Or⌠is that Nolan? The description given in the brief fits him, black hair, brown eyes, Eastern European man in his 30s, wearing a black suit and a red tie. ButâŚ
His left eye is closed, lower lid pink like itâs infected, and Price canât tell from the distance, but⌠there seems to be a red line, almost like a tear, drawn down his cheek.
Price frowns, adjusting the zoom on his scope, analyzing the face as much as he can while the man moves. The seller arrived already, and is now showing âNolanâ the goods, but he doesnât pay mind to him. The left eye seemingly confirms the revenant status, something about it is unsettling in a Reaperâs way, but if thatâs the case, wouldnât the intel note that?
â0-6 to Watcher.â Price mutters, eyes not straying from the supposed target, âIâve got eyes on a man fitting the description, but something doesnât line up.â
âThis is Watcher, what is the problem, Lieutenant?â
âHis left eye is shut, red marking down his left cheek. Sign of a revenant, donât know whoâs.â
The line goes quiet for a few beats, â...standby, 0-6.â
The crease between his brows deepens, John sighs and waits. The alleged Nolan and the seller are still discussing something, probably pertaining to the deal.
After a few long minutes, his radio crackles, âWatcher to 0-6, weâve consulted Dr. Novikov.â
The head Spiritulogist of the SAS regiment. If thereâs any non-revenant he could trust on such matters, itâs him, âwhat did he say?â
âNo PID. Nolan has not been documented to have markings like the ones youâve described, and theyâre impossible to acquire after Reaping.â
â...So we donât know who this man is?â
âNegative.â
Price shuts his comms for a moment to curse. He radios back in, âWatcher, requesting permission to move closer to target.â
âExplain your reasoning, 0-6â
âI want to use my powers on him. Check his thoughts, might give us an ID.â
The Watcherâs voice becomes muffled as they talk to another person in the room, âgranted. Make sure to not be seen, Price.â
âCopy.â he answers, adding under his breath, ânot a bloody rookie, am IâŚâ
He leaves the sniper on the hill he previously perched on, preferring to go as light as possible. The target and the seller have moved since the conversation with Watcher, opening a shipment container and examining its contents. With their backs towards him, Price weaves between containers, climbing up a few to get a better view of the guards.
His range on complete strangers is shite as ever, a disadvantage he canât train out of him. John stays low, sticking to the sharp shadows cast by the steel boxes, creeping closer and closer to the target.
The target is still focused on the illegal missiles, and he needs to step just a few more meters to get into range-
The man sharply turns, his eye locking with Priceâs. A chill goes down his spine, and he freezes in place. He couldnât have noticed him.
Priceâs muscles donât dare move, thoughts both reeling and dead still, as the man raises a hand, and slowly, slowly peels his left eyelid up.
The red line on his cheek continues up into the eye whites, going all the way into his disturbingly crimson pupil.
The seller stares at the target, expression confused when he is ignored. The target steps forward, and John has to force his legs to stay put and not run, because every single cell in his body screams of danger.
âDanger. Blood. Enemy.â
The target enters his range, and smiles. But why would he smile? He has no reason to, because he doesnât know that Price is a Revenant of the Mind, doesnât know the limits of his powers.
He doesnât. He canât.
And yet when their thoughts link, the first words he can farce areâŚ
âJohnathan Price⌠just on time.â
Johnâs thoughts escape his mind before he can get a semblance of control on them, questions like âyou shouldnât know my name, how do you know my name?!â and âwho are you, what Reaper fucking reaped you?â
To that, the target smiles with perfect, unnaturally white teeth, âyou should know by now, people like me and you operate in realms considered impossible by most, Lieutenant.â
Price grinds his teeth, forcibly pulling his mind back, taking control of his powers, of what the target sees, âyouâre not Andrei Nolan, are you?â
The Target chuckles, âyouâre far more pathetic than I expected.â the image in his mind is not of Price, but of the entire SAS. âNo, Iâm not Nolan. Iâll let you know my true name, because rest assured, Johnathan, we will meet again.â
Price scoffs incredulously. Thereâs no doubt in the revenantâs mind, despite stating something he couldnât possibly know.
âYou do not believe me.â
âIâve read enough minds to know an overconfident one by now, mate.â Price glares.
The revenantâs grin widens, peculiarly pleased. âIt appears that I need to provide evidence for my claims. Very well.â he sweeps two fingers on the red marking on his face, a sort of thread materializing between them. Priceâs breathing picks up, something in the revenantâs mind poking at his, a red haze enveloping his thoughts.
He takes half a step back, eyes wide and staring at the thread hanging from the revenantâs fingers.
âI can promise you, Lieutenant, you will not stay in disbelief for much longer.â
The thread shoots forward in a sudden rush, Price stumbling back, but no man or revenant could escape those unnatural strings.
The moment it wraps around his throat, images begin flashing in his mind.
A burning city, smell of flesh overwhelming his senses.
Emptiness. Living statues, covered in darkness.
Endless skies, clouds and stars, moon and sun, falling and falling and falling.
Piles of broken bodies, some familiar and others not, all far too young to be dead.
A photo passed towards him, of the very revenant that is invading his mind. The smell of alcohol burns at his nose.
Realms beyond his own, a fabric weaved with crimson strings. Hands, knitting it together. Three eyes, identical to the revenantâs.
Words.Â
âFateâ
âUnescapable. Indestructible. Unchangeable.â
âNothing but a puppet on red strings.â
A cruel smile, human teeth grafted onto the blood-red skin of a Reaper. Suffocating satisfaction, unfathomable knowledge, power great enough to bend Reaper will.
âUnder orders of Fate, you will not kill that revenant.â
âThe Revenant of Fate.â
âVladimir Makarov.â
The string snaps.
Price finds himself on all fours, shaking. The screaming around him doesnât die down, and it takes him minutes to realize it comes from his mouth. Little red tears drip between his hands, his eyes crying blood.
The revenant - Makarov - laughs. In his thoughts, the sound bouncing in his cranium, unescapable.
âWhen I tell you we will meet again, Johnathan, I do not lie.â Makarov says, condescending. âBut for now, our business is done.â
He feels Makarov leave his range, not before he says, âyou should consider yourself lucky, Lieutenant Price. Not many receive this gift, to see their own fate. Until next time.â
John doesnât dare lift his gaze for what feels like hours, the shaking in his limbs taking long minutes to subside. Eventually, the dread in his gut lowers enough for him to look up.
The sellerâs body lays dead in front of him, shipping containers still full to the brim with missiles. Makarov didnât come for them.
His only goal was Price.
âThis is Bravo 0-6 to Watcher, how copy?â
â...Price?! Weâve been trying to contact you for hours, where have you-â
âTarget was not Nolan. He wasn't after the missiles, either.â
âLieutenant-â
âWhat do we know about the Reaper of Fate?â
#call of duty modern warfare 2#cod mw2#cod soap#cod ghost#cod gaz#cod price#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#kyle gaz garrick#john price#vladimir makarov#revenant au#call of duty fic#call of duty fanfic#call of duty modern warfare#cod fic#cod fanfic#and there he is. mr makarov himself#hope i managed to make him scary... hes supposed to be like an anomaly even among revenants#you might want to remember the name of Spiritulogist#also i liked reframing Price's actions from the first part with this#the way he (unlike ghost) prefers to follow orders from Reapers#i really want to finish the side stories asap#bc after that i just need to make the comic to start off part 2#the side stories will be kinda necessary to read before part 2 so i think ill make a summery of them for ppl that dont want to read all tha#not to spoil anything but the nexts ones i got planned are Farah (maybe Alex)#a character im keeping secret for now#and a reaper to end the side stories
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Man havenât read the actual 40th anniversary ROTTMNT comic yet but from what Iâm hearing itâs going to be HILARIOUS watching every canon-compliant AU desperately trying to add all this in and explaining what siblings X and Y were doing when and where and why
#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#unpause rottmnt#unpause rise of the tmnt#unpause rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#save rise of the tmnt#save rottmnt#save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#tmnt 40th anniversary#40th anniversary#spoilers#rottmnt 40th anniversary comic#is that a tag?#is now#HOLY SHIT YOU GUYS#SHIT HITS THE FAN#FUCKING F! LEO COMING BACK TO THE GOOD TIMELINE IS CANON#APPARENTLY THE TURTLES HAVE 2 SECRET SIBLINGS#THAT SPLINTER ANNOUNCES#RIGHT BEFORE HE FUCKING DIES#HE DIES#HOLY SHIT#ALSO RENET??????#ALSO LEO GETS STUCK PORTALING THROUGHPUT DIEMENSIONS OR SOME SHIT FOR LIKE MONTHS ON END#WHAT THE FUCK#THE FICS AND AUS ARE GONNA GO CRAZY AFTER THIS#I love it how weâre all shooketh#NO BUT SERIOUSLY THIS IS SO MUCH#OH MY GOD
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remember that fight scene from the âhappy family reunionâ? what ifâŚ
aemond pushes jacaerys to the ground. aegon sees luke trying to help jace and rises from the chair to stop him. he almost puts a hand on nephewâs shoulder to slam his head to the table, as his brotherâs cold voice comes from behind.
âdonât you dare. touch him, and i will break your fucking arm.â
silence is very loud. lucerys sights, irritated, and rolls his eyes.
âi can protect myself, my love. no need to throw insults at your brother.â
#everyone is like ���#after that aegon stops drinking#daemon really love the ending of this uncle-nephew drama#yes aemond did call them âstrong boysâ but he was teasing luke#jace accidently reveals secret love birds#how could jace know that? well at least he knows it now#aemond x lucerys#lucemond#lucemond au
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I'll never say your name again if you don't want me Don't want to lose you Don't want you to lose me
#the wayhaven chronicles#twc rebecca#twc detective#erin sharpe#a du mortain#ava du mortain#I JUST THINK. erins relationship w her mom is garbage......and she barely knew her dad.....#and the ppl she loves keep up all these walls and secrets#and say they love her but never rly Show That until shes dying#and then they leave anyway#shes just so tired of being alone......im going 2 crawl into wayhaven and bodyslam ava for breaking my girls heart#thank god for nat. book 4 au where erin says fuck it and kisses nat instead dsklfghjdgf#im joking if i dont get a fucking hard-won happy ending after ALL THIS then ill blow this whole place up#fanart
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Hey whats the backstory of your cmcs and how did they got into relationships with saeran seven and yoosung respectively and what kind of dynamics do they have. I saw your cmc posts so i felt curious
HI okay so I am SOOOO excited to talk about my OCs and their dynamics with their respected lovers.
Eunseo and Yoosung
The best way to describe them is... a lovable clingy dog and his equally lovable owner. The two of them have known each other since high school, and in a way Yoosung was Eunseo's light. Eunseo moved around a lot, therefore she has a skewed sense of identity. She doesn't speak with her biological father and her mother is often out of the house... Yoosung and Eunseo meet when they share a table at the library and Yoosung basically talks about this book she's reading that he was interested in reading. Eventually, they open up to each other and Eunseo talks about how she's always wanted to be an author. Yoosung introduces her to Rika, who encourages her to join a writing contest, and she wins. Since then, Eunseo felt indebted to Rika and joins the RFA.
The thing about Eunseo is that she's an original character rather than a MC! My intentions for her was that she would have her own route and she would be romanceable. To be honest, I may have written a "route" guide waaay back in 2019 for her.
But in this universe in particular, she ends up with Yoosung. Childhood friends to lovers ROCKS!!!
Minyoung and Saeran
These two have a SHIT ton of baggage that comes with them. In this AU, they've been through a whole lot together in Mint Eye. Minyoung has seen the absolute low Saeran has been, living through Ray and Saeran and eventually his Unknown persona.
Their separation begins during the events of Secret End 02, where Saeran does the Big Bad and Jumin's security comes to save the day. Minyoung was back in the programming room the entire time to wipe the Mint Eye servers when the other security guards bust in there and take her away. Minyoung and Saeran never meet after this, as Minyoung and the other believers were escorted separately. For the next two years through a program discreetly funded by C&R, ex-believers are allowed to seek therapy and shelters. Minyoung then moves in to a shitty apartment and works remotely when she sees an ad put up by Eunseo.
Eunseo and Minyoung's dynamic was explained in the previous ask, here. But eventually, Minyoung and Saeran meet again and are given a second chance to fall in love as their real selves <3
That being said, their dynamic is meant to be one of healing. At least in Secret End: After. Their trauma is really difficult to overcome, especially on their own. They learn to not become codependent on each other, they learn to trust themselves and others, and more importantly: They heal their inner child together.
I think these two are very sweet... Minyoung, in comparison to Eunseo, is a self insert.
Chunhwa and Seven
Chunhwa and Seven are quite literally... MC and Seven LOL. Chunhwa is just a named version of the MC in Seven's route, so she acts the way she does in game. Technically, Chunhwa would be YOU.
But she does have her own personality. I like to think that MC is the kind of person who always has light in her heart and sees the good in people, but doesn't allow herself to be stepped on. She is incredibly caring and considerate of the people around her.
In SE:A, her and Seven have been married for about two years, like how in SE 02 Seven proposes to her. Since then, Chunhwa has been happily living with the Choi brothers. She does show lots of concern for Saeran and she believes that seeing Minyoung and reconciling with her would be good for him. On the other hand, Seven disagrees with her because he believes seeing Minyoung might revert his recovery progress from Mint Eye.
Chunhwa is usually the one who plans Girls Nights with Jaehee and Eunseo. When Minyoung is reintroduced to RFA by Saeran, Chunhwa does her best to make Minyoung feel included. She is such a ray of sunshine and I love her so much...
BUT THANK YOU FOR ASKING ABOUT THEM HEHEHE I am so happy to be able to talk about my interpretation of the MM characters. I hope this answered your questions!
#mysme#mystic messenger#saeran choi#saeyoung choi#yoosung kim#zen mystic messenger#jumin han#jaehee kang#rika kim#minyoung chae#eunseo park#secret end: after au#i love u guys thank u for being interested
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Random Streamer Ash thoughts.
The entire Charmander situation was streamed. Hell, even the down time in the PokĂŠmon Center because might as well do a chill stream. Or, at least that was the intention before everyone learned that not did Charmander's trainer abandon him, but doesn't even care that if Charmander is still following his orders, he could DIE due to the rain. Anyways the rescue happens and the only reason Ash didn't end his stream during it and the time waiting in the reception room is because he knew his chat would kill him if they didn't learn if Charmander was fine as soon as he did.
By the time Sinnoh is over and done with chat just wants Ash to take a vacation because seriously WTF WAS EVEN HAPPENING IN SINNOH THEY SAW IT THROUGH A STREAM AND THEIR STILL CONFUSED-
Also there's a new appreciation for the Darkrai species after the events of The Rise of Darkrai. Same with Giratina. Dialga, Palkia, Shaymin and Arceus are on thin ice though. Albeit Arceus is a lesser extent because of the near death trauma.
Oh yeah Damien ends up in some Real Deep Shit, specifically Real Deep Legal Shit because there is no way that wouldn't count as criminal negligence at best and his confession and the resulting consequences for Charmander were all broadcast live. Not stopping the stream was half Ash being too focused on Charmander to even notice it was still running, half the rest of the group making damn sure they had the Receipts on Damien.
Thankfully for everyone's sanity there does seem to be some kind of gap between Sinnoh and Unova in canon as far as I can tell, and even with Immediate Zekrom it's at least more chill by comparison.
...And Then Suddenly Kalos (:
Yeah, a lot of the typical Pariah Pokemon (particularly the more "evil" legendaries but also 'mons like Absol or Venipede) get seen in a new light thanks to Ash. And the legendaries that actively cause problems or are just assholes definitely end up on a few shitlists. Though some of the Sinnoh ones are a bit complicated in regards to actually showing up in the streams at all because he can't exactly get an internet connection in the distant past or a collapsing space-time distortion bubble, plus the fact that nobody in the repaired timeline where Arceus didn't Start Shit remembers the Arceus Starts Shit timeline. The wifi does somehow work in the Distortion World though.
Also in defense of Shaymin as a whole it's just that one Shaymin that's a prick. Every other Shaymin both in the series and in that specific movie are perfectly pleasant and actually fit their title as The Gratitude Pokemon from what I remember.
#streamer ash au#pokemon damien#charmander#ash ketchum#darkrai#giratina#dialga#palkia#shaymin#arceus#absol#venipede#also if he's warned ahead of time he makes sure that the various secret groves and sacred locations and such don't get doxxed#if it happens by accident because he randomly stumbled into some seemingly innocuous cave he can't exactly take that back#these are LIVEstreams after all#fortunately most of the time when he accidentally ends up somewhere secret he's also so lost that his viewers wouldn't know where it->#->is anyway
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Senshi x Family
(Sailor Moon AU)
âžÂ ⥠⽠➠âĄÂ â˝ âž âĄÂ â˝
A gentleman thief.
A magical soldier for love and justice.
And their daughter from the future.
To find the Legendary Silver Crystal to defeat the Dark Kingdom, they form an unlikely family.
Rumours suggest that the Silver Crystal is hid away in Princess D's treasury, part of a collection so rare and priceless hardly anyone has ever seen it. The princess itself lives an elusive life, except for the yearly ball at her academy for the young and gifted and their parents.
If only Chiba Mamoru had a child and wife in order to infiltrate the academy. So when a rabbit-haired girl falls from the sky, he doesn't question his stroke of luck. And when he crosses path with a certain "odango atama" from his youth, it seems like he is set for a perfect pretend-family.
Except when his wife is Sailor Moon and his fake daughter is theirs from the future, chaos ensues.
#sailor moon#spy x family#tsukino usagi#chiba mamoru#chibi-usa#usamamo#i watched/read spy x family#my first anime in years and it was a lot of fun#but then this sailor moon au popped into my head#and i think it would be so much fun#mamoru who is pretty much a dad the moment he stumbles over chibi-usa#then he crosses paths with usagi after coming back from america#and they form a family while pretending it's just a means to and end#in order to hide their secret identities better and get invited to princess d's ball#remember the ball and the fake silver crystal in sailor moon?#so there would also be the dark kingdom#and chibi-usa would be from the future and she would know she's their daughter like in the manga#and try her hand at match-making#really i think it would be fun and cute#but as cute as the idea is ... honestly the picture! the picture took me so long and even now I don't think it turned out well#but I just couldn't continue working on it anymore#still I hope some people enjoy this silly little au idea#:D
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Okay I just read Zayne's "Still in Dark" anecdote, and now I'm crying and also my jaW IS ON THE GROUND, WHAT IN THE FUC-
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enjoy the tags, I just needed to vent....
And I'm scared đ¤Ł
#hoooooly shit when i tell you i was confused about the timeline before ... ash.exe has officially stopped responding#semi spoiler alert/ me venting.... youve been warned#ARE WE NOT REAL IN HIS DIMENSION? Are we just pulling a freaking spongebob and showing up in his dreams?#im scared somebody hold me. im freaking crying cuz that was so sad but also SERIOUSLY WTFFFF IS GOING ON#love and deepspace#okay im done screaming im sorry#but seriously.... there is so much happening i dont know whats real and what isnt.#i wanted to think Tower of Secrets was just AU but now with the whole growing jasmine parallel and Linkon City being years in the past....?#ffs i need some theories cuz im just sending myself down a rabbit hole trying to decide what's going on#like what? am i just popping up in zaynes dreams to save him from loneliness while he helps me save the universe from getting access to my#and pops up in Raf's life to rescue him after losing everything while he also magically helps me save the universe from the aether's power#and Xai/Lumiere who's what... like 300+ years old somehow knows who i am?#WHO AM I? some dimension-jumping dream-hopping timeline-skipping superhuman with the core strength of 10000 suns and i don't even remember?#i need to read the rest of Xai's lore....#anyways welcome to the end of the tags. i hope you had fun. if you made it this far.... i am so sorry đ¤Ł
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#if u know me u knew this was inevitable#kon el#conner kent#tim drake#timkon#im gonna ramble after the boring tags ok#dc comics#fanart#western au#superboy#OK !!!! ITS TIME#so kon. obvs is a cowboy here#definitely a bit of a magnet for trouble but not an outlaw#still not the sort of person the son of the drake family's supposed to be talking to but yk kon's gonna try anyway#on tims end it pretty much follows the same events as the comics bc if it aint broke dont fix it#<- in terms of the whole sneaking out at night to do his own secret detective work thing at least#i have a whole silly story for the rest of it but im not gonna get into it all here lmao#but yeah i love cowboys and actual cowboy history vv much so this probably wont be the last u see of this au ŕ´Śŕľŕ´Śŕ´ż ËęłË )â§#for now this post's rlly just for goofing around with design ideas#my art
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