#the other death star au

[gardensnakie]

What if they were in a CIRCUS and they all had a WHIMSY time??

you can see who i was more concerned about designing an outfit for

[annasofthe11thdimension]

These...fake covers are...WAY too fun to draw.

Anyway, here's another cover for the start of the 3rd act of my fic series 'Like a Wheel Ever Turning', since apparently I wasn't satisfied with only having one of the damn things.

If you like wanna see Odile stuck in a time loop, and Loop slowly being forced to be an actor in the drama (VERY much against their will), here's the link.

[nina-scribbles]

Finally done with this piece for my 🪐🛸Space Au🚀🌌 !!!

+ some bonus closeups on details i really liked 💕

[keeper-of-sparkly-things]

swr wof crossover au

Exactly five people have shown interest so i have taken that as permission to talk about this a little

(All of the art is not mine, its commissioned from my sister who does not have a tumblr, heres her youtube instagram and deviantart if you want to look at more of her stuff)

Anyway this idea spawned in discord when me and my friends were talking about how there are too few mythical creature aus of starwars and especially rebels and so i jokingly mentioned that someone could do a wings if fire au. It has since consumed my brain. Have some thoughts

Spectre 1, Kanan Jarrus

This guy is a leafwing. Thought process was “He’s green. Connected to the living force. And it would be cool” He is an animus, like all jedi will be in this au. He is one of very few pantalan dragons that have ever been an animus. His backstory isn’t that much different in canon, he ends up in the scorpion den with Hera. He also happens to have fairly strong leafspeak, though it doesn't see much combative action in the desert. At the time rebels starts he is about 11 dragon years old, at the time the empire rose he was 6 dragon years old.

Spectre 2 Hera Syndulla

Hera is a silkwing/sandwing hybrid. Since silkwings were almost entirely slaves or something similar in arc 3, and since twi’leks are the most slaves in starwars, i decided to make her a silkwing, and also because shes pretty. However, a friend said she had strong queen Thorn vibes and so now shes a hybrid sandwing who happens to work with the rebellion in the scorpion den. She has regular silk and also a tail barb, though it is smaller than other sandwings, but its still just as dangerous. Around the time rebels starts she is a little less than ten dragon years old, when the empire rose she was almost 5.

Spectre 3 Chopper

He is actually a little animus enchanted wooden octopus. Basically a while ago an animus decided animus’s were too powerful and purposefully nerfed the entire system, including things like you can enchant living things including the spellcaster, as such, animated carvings and such became fairly common, as they were technically nit alive but could still move as if they were. Think Blob from darkstalker except chopper has the side effect of being much more violent since he was separated from his creator. Hera found him in some ruins during the clone wars. No one knows how old he is.

Spectre 4 Garazeb Orrelios

This guy is just a normal icewing because theres a sad lack of purple icewings in wof canon. And also icewings and nightwings have had a rivalry since forever (i know that was supposed to be fixed in arc two but i needed a reason for a nightwing king to be willing to wipe of a large chunk of a tribe and palpatine in nothing without his ability to hold grudges over things he wasn’t even alive for that dont matter anymore) in this au he is still a captain of a guard, but it isn’t The royal guard (since theres only ten dragon tribes but hundreds of starwars species so we cant just entirely eliminate one dragon tribe with it being a much bigger problem than just the lasat) It is the biggest city besides the one where the royal family lives, and a lot of lesser nobility and a fair chunk of the icewing army, including where they train the new recruits is there. After it gets destroyed (there were Rumors that the nobility of the city were in league with rebellion, so if course the empire decided to go to the extreme and kill literally everyone who lived there) Zeb then goes into hiding in the Scorpion Den, thinking the desert would be the last place they would look for a reputable icewing, and there he meets kanan and hera. They recruit him by fighting imperials together and saving him from death by dehydration. He would have been 20 when the empire rose and 25 by the start of rebels. (@kanerallels has actually made this fic of him meeting kanan and hera go check it out if you haven’t please)

Spectre 5 Sabine Wren

Shes a rainwing. In Darkstalker and in the guide to a dragon world, they are mentioned to be widely feared assassins. Queen Glory wanted the rainwings to not be useless in a fight so she taught some of them to fight. The group that learned to fight took it too far and became the mandalorians, and sabine having been a bounty hunter at some point in canon, and also liking to express herself through her outward appearance, this is what i landed on. All her armor is enchanted by kanan to blend in with her scales when shes trying to be stealthy. This is what eventually persuaded her to join them. She was 1 when the empire rose and is 6 when rebels starts.

Spectre 6 Ezra Bridger

He is a silkwing hivewing hybrid. In the books these tribes seem to be more purposefully agricultural than the other tribes, being the only ones (i think) that have gardens for food instead of decoration, and they also have greenhouses, and lothal is a farming planet. Pantala is also a good out of the way grassland that doesn’t immediately have the attention of the empire, which is very convenient for him since he’s basically the most illegal person to ever exist. Unregistered child (illegal under the empire) who is also a hybrid (also illegal) descendent of a flamesilk (illegal when unregulated) and an animus (illegal period under the empire) and happens to have both abilities(because hes my favorite and i can do whatever i want), as well as a tail barb meant for paralyzing others, though both his flamesilk and his tail barb are significantly weaker than the average because of hybrid genetics. (His tail can barely paralyze tiny dragonets and prey and doesn’t work on bigger things without enhancement, and unless he purposely uses his hottest silk its not hot enough to actually burn most dragons) his parents did work with the rebellion on pantala, but because an emergency they traveled to pyrrhia and brought ezra with them because he was to dangerous to leave alone but were attacked and imprisoned halfway across the ocean, leaving ezra alone, and being like 2 years old at the time, lost his sense of direction and wandered to pyrrhia instead of pantala (bridges were built at some point connecting the continents by the islands) it should be known that he has no idea hes an animus at this point and thinks hes just really good at disguises and everyone else is just very dumb, when in reality hes like enchanting a poncho to make him look like a non hybrid and other accessories to make him look different by accident. He eventually wanders over to the scorpion den and causes a LOT of chaos which led to the ghost crew finding and adopting him. He was born on the first empire day and was about 4.5 years old when rebels starts. (If you want some angst he grows his wings right after malachor and kanan completely misses it)

[netmors]

Last year, after watching the Ahsoka series, I discovered Karyn as a character (I haven't finished the books yet, but I got obsessed with her regardless), and imagined her meeting Hera Syndulla after joining the New Republic.

Needless to say, when I discovered your Eleventh Fleet AU after that, it turned me into a fan of your art and head canon. :D

Karyn and Hera have… Let's say, a complex and confusing relationship, but they often have to work together.

“Spectre-2” and “Seven” cannot stand each other, but they have been very diplomatically trying to get along with each other for the last five years. True, they don’t always succeed.

Thank you, glad you like "Eleventh Fleet AU".

[bikananjarrus]

if yord had lived he'd be leading the hunt for qimir and osha and we would've gotten the most delicious tension between him and qimir. qimir would start out frustrated that yord got away, intent on finishing what he started. and yord, once hunted, now hunter, once an exemplary jedi, and now solely focused on revenge disguised as righteous justice (which it is also a bit of that). and qimir starts to enjoy the game, the chase. and in this timeline, sol still dies, osha still goes with qimir, but yord was unconscious, recovering in a bacta tank, so all he knows when he wakes up is that qimir is out there and took osha, his friend, away. so then you also have the tension of that confrontation, the realization that osha has willingly turned, and that maybe yord can't blame her for that, because what has he been doing these past many months, years, maybe, but give in to the selfish desire to finish what he started too?

[chimerahyperfix]

The spot of endless night-time in the sky mocks you. It chases it's way to the House through the sky like a snake approaching its prey. Because that's what the King is; a predator coming to feast on the weak. It's the sign of the end. The end you can't seem to stop. A big old "crab you" for even thinking of trying.

You try anyway. Try to climb the mountain with your bare hands. Push the boulder up the hill. You tackle the situation from all angles, but nothing works. You've worn yourself thin throwing yourself at the equation, and it's killing you. Literally.

It's stopped being as painful, which sends alarms ringing through your brain. Your nerves are frying. Dying. Being frozen in time has thawed to the sensation of pins and needles instead of being bone-chilling. Caustic liquids don't hurt to chug down as much. You can phase out of thinking when the King attacks you. You can simply turn your thoughts off and move through the day like a phantom. It concerns you and you just don't care at the same time.

Your blood sings and your voice rots and you go and go and go, pushing yourself thin until you are a walking corpse.

It's just you, though. One for many. You have you have you have you have to remember that. Remember that. Just you just one, saving everyone else. Just you. No one else will remember this.

No one else will remember this.

You sit in the big room with the big window and all the dot charts. You don't remember what it's called-- did you ever know? Who cares? It's not important right now. Sit on the floor and look out the window like a child looking over the ocean.

The King, you can see him now. His tall, dark shadow appearing over the horizon, lit by the moon. His armor shimmers like the stars he seems to love so much. [Because that's what they are, right? Is that the correct term? Stars? You're not sure. There's a torn page in your mind where it should be.]

Just seeing him drives you up a wall. Echoes of pain from how he's killed you run through your body, even though you know its imagined. Mashed to gore painted on the walls screaming howling make it stop make it stop. You don't care anymore. He can come, and he'll kill you. Or you'll kill him! Eventually! It has to happen!

Maybe he can feel your stare. It looks, to you, like he looks up just a little bit, to look in your direction. You, alone, sitting behind a giant window under a shaded masterpiece, clashing sky of sun and moon and all his stupid stars. [Stars feels like the right term, it feels nice in your mouth, but you're not sure. You don't know, if it's right or wrong or if you've just crabbing made something up to describe simple spots in the sky.]

You want to kill him. You want to make sure no one ever has to hear his stupid wails again, or fight his monsters, or be frozen in time or look at his stupid crabbing sky ever again. Make that armor of his a cradle, a grave, a casket or a cage, it doesn't matter, you're going to bury him in it. Trap him six feet under like time has trapped you, a squirming angry animal of a thing behind bars of a birdcage.

No one will find you here. That's fine. The other housemaidens have started to avoid you, because you've become an angry little thing overnight. You don’t bother Mirabelle and some loops you flat out avoid Euphrasie, because they shouldn't have to see you like this, clinging to what was you from over a hundred today's ago. You don't want to worry the two of them, overstep a boundary you can't remember or something, because you've done this all for them and the consequences of your capital-C Change can come later when the King is gone and you don't have to do today over.

For now, you will wait. This loop probably won't be the one because, realistically, when will it be? When will you win? Are you going to be trapped here forever, doomed to repeat the same day over and over in a cage made of craft and wishes and pure spite?

You just wanted to help. Look where that got you. Over and over, forever.

[xx-projectsekai-au-concepts-xx]

May I ask for an IchiRui au please? Thx!

-Milky

Of course you may!

Fair warning that this idea ended up being really tragic and sad, which (while not unheard of) isn't typically the direction I like to go, and definitely isn't everyone's cup of tea, so if you'd rather have a happier au, please just ask and I will make you another one.

With that said, Content Warning for multiple mentions of character death.

(Also, this is another long one folks, so buckle up)

Once upon a time, there was a prince, named Rui Kamishiro.

This prince was a lonely one. He tended to spend most of his time in his personal study, messing around with magic and teaching himself the art of alchemy. This didn't earn him the greatest reputation across his or any other kingdoms, as most people were either scared of magic or didn't truly care for it as he did. There were few who could look past this and see the kind, caring prince that he was, but he treasured those close friends very deeply.

One such friend was his personal knight, Ichika Hoshino. She had started off as just another member of the kingdom's royal guard, one that Rui took a particular liking to. Ichika would stop by his study, and she would spend hours listening to him rambling about his work. And when she was later assigned to watch over Rui personally, the two only grew even closer.

No one was allowed to know the full extent of their connection, aside from a few close confidants, but that was alright. The late evenings gazing at the stars twinkling in the sky as Ichika told him all about the different constellations, or the nights spent snuggled under the prince's covers as she listened to Rui's heartbeat, or the early mornings they would hold each other close as they watched the sunrise before surrendering to their duties- that was more than enough for the two.

But one day, war broke out between them and another kingdom. The conflict was brutal, and Ichika had to be sent into the heat of battle to protect their people. She had left him with a soft kiss, and a promise that she would return to her prince as soon as she could. And he smiled, squeezing her gently as he told her he'd wait as long as it took.

The war came to an end, and Ichika Hoshino returned home in a coffin.

To say the prince was devastated would be an understatement. Ichika had been sweet and kind, hard working and diligent, intelligent as she was beautiful- and most importantly, she had been his Star.

Rui didn't know what to do anymore. Not a day went by that he didn't miss her, that the image of her pale face didn't haunt him, that he didn't wonder how he could possibly live without her.

But, maybe there was hope for their happy ending after all.

For as long as Rui could remember, he'd wanted to learn to control time. To be able to see and change the past or the future. Few believed him to be capable of such a feat- Ichika had been one of them.

With a sense of determination he had never felt before, he worked day and night to figure out the secrets to time travel. If he could do that- if he could go back in time, if he could make different choices- then maybe, just maybe, he could save his Star from her cruel, undeserved fate.

Finally, he had cracked it. He had crafted a device- a magical hourglass, which he could use just once to travel through space and time.

In the back of his mind, a voice screamed at him about the potential ramifications of such a thing. He had no clue how this would affect the world as he knew it, and the consequences for this could be dire.

But he didn't listen to that voice. All that mattered to him now was saving Ichika.

The first time he went back felt like a dream. Or waking up from a horrible nightmare. That's what he'd played it off as when he woke up long before the war, clinging to his beloved knight and sobbing hysterically as she held him comfortingly.

This time, when the war arrived once again, Rui tried to convince Ichika to stay behind. He told her that there were more than enough knights already fighting in the war, and he begged her not to go out there. Still, despite his desperate pleas, all she did was smile sadly at him and kiss him before she left, promising once again that she would be sure to return.

Of course, he knew that she wouldn't. And she didn't. He'd failed her.

So he tried again. He made the hourglass again, and he went back in time.

When he started training alongside the knights, hoping he could join the war effort and save her directly, all he'd achieved was watching her be impaled right before his eyes.

When he finally managed to make peace with the other kingdom, stopping the war before it could even start, it wasn't long before she was killed on a different mission instead.

When he grabbed her hand and begged her to run away together, to find someplace they could love each other freely, they had barely made it past the gates before she'd been shot down.

He had tried again. And again. And again. And again.

Nothing ever worked.

He went back again. He tried to rack his brain for any ideas, anything he hadn't tried before.

Nothing. He was all out of options by now.

When the war once again reared it's ugly head, and Ichika once again wished him farewell, he broke down.

He couldn't do this anymore. He couldn't keep losing her again and again. He couldn't keep failing her.

He begged again, desperately and pathetically, for her not to go. That he couldn't live with himself if she died out there.

Unexpectedly, she gave in this time. Somehow, the two were able to convince his parents that she was needed at the castle, to keep him safe.

Rui had never felt such relief in his life. This might work. Ichika might be okay now. This may have all been worth it.

Of course, things could never be that simple. Enemy knights found their way to the castle, intending to take out the royal family and end the war.

Of course, Ichika planned to protect her prince with her life. It was her job, and Rui was the most important thing in her life. If she had to die to insure his survival, then so be it.

But when the enemies came to take him, Rui gave himself up with open arms. So long as their leaders promised to stop the fighting once and for all, they could do with him as they pleased.

Ichika was shocked and horrified at this, knowing what they had in store for him. She tried to stop him, to convince him not to do this.

Still, despite her desperate pleas, all he did was smile sadly at her and kiss her, whispering against her lips that everything would be okay. That she would be okay.

Rui Kamishiro was executed shortly after this, and the war came to an end.

The knight was beyond devastated. Rui had been one of the kindest, most amazing people she had ever met- how was it fair for him to be murdered like this? How could anyone believe he deserved that? And how on earth was she supposed to go on now without him?

Some time after his execution, Ichika had been tidying up his old study when she made a curious discovery.

Tucked away, in the back of his desk drawer, were a collection of notes. Notes on time travel, and how to build a hourglass- one that would allow one to travel to the past.

Ichika had no idea when he created these, or why he had hidden it from her, but she didn't care. If these notes were true, if this worked, then maybe she could use them herself. She could save her prince from his unjust fate.

It took months for her to figure out how to put it together. Once she did, she hesitated only a moment before she went back.

Ichika was going to save her prince from death, or she was going to die trying.

[averlym]

" just...come here. just sit here with me" (...that one scene from princess momonoke, click for better resolution)

[powertaco]

Ocean of Stars 4- Conversations on Cobblestone

First off a big old hand to @fillmargarin once more for Weiss's character profile pic. Big ups to them!

A dinner conversation and explanation turn a bit more…hostile than any party wants. Hopefully an understanding can be reached before a potential bond is severed forever.

[lammydraws]

sorry my handwriting is messy

"Mercy": Magic user, rings constantly rotating/orbinging (around her horns), wings made using magic, same as the "eyes of judgement" (both can be put away)

She's the person having the red crown before it is given to Narinder

???: receives one of the rings from Mercy, they can change their size freely. After Mercy's disappearance ??? returns to their realms, but keeps a close eye on the events ocurring in the Land of the Old Faith

"Oomi": also received one of the rings from Mercy, they also can use magic and use it to create their wings which they can put away

oomis character design was an adopt purchased from casper (@secondsonaym ) (they make cool stuff) (and i still have to properly draw them my apologies)

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[corellianhounds]

The Last Jedi AU: Ignore whatever’s supposed to happen or where people are in this movie. Paige Tico is foiled in her attempt to release the bombs that would take out the First Order ship. Her ship is boarded and she’s taken onboard the Star Destroyer as a captive intelligence officer, but before she’s captured she’s able to relay a covert message to Rose telling her what happened.

Instead of the diversion to Canto Bight, Rose is the one with the knowledge of splicing into Imperial ships and she and Finn impulsively plan to jet over to the Star Destroyer in an escape pod Rose had been experimenting with a cloaking device on, the two of them breaking in on their own.

Finn finds Poe to tell him of Paige’s capture and his and Rose’s plan. Poe knows that he can’t condone or contribute resources to it and knows for a FACT Leia won’t allow it, despite the fact Paige is a friend and the same rank he is. He’s torn between getting her back but needing to stay and lead, so he he tells them to take BB-8 and does that Mr. Incredible thing where he tells Finn and Rose what “NOT” to do to get into an Imperial flagship, him planning the distraction from the outside and still screwing with Hux over the comms and keeping eyes turned his way as Finn and Rose sneak onboard to find Paige.

Can you imagine if like they manage to get into some labs while they’re doing recon and Finn senses something? Can you imagine him hesitating as they move, telling Rose they have to go back while she’s hissing for him to keep moving? Her either hacking into the tech to redirect First Order troops away from their location, or going off to find her sister herself while Finn stays behind? Finn finding schematics and draftings alongside old codexes and scrolls before eventually coming to the humming, fractured kyber crystal in the next room, hanging suspended in midair above the equipment? Realizing as he’s digging through the odd mix of both scientific and semi-magical texts what it’s for, but that Ren hasn’t been able to force it to conform to his needs, too unstable to be housed even in his own lightsaber? Finn starting to configure and piece things together even as Rose tells him they’re running out of time?

As they’re sneaking around, gathering pertinent information to the plot and finding Ren’s plans for Rey and Skywalker, they’re nearly caught— Surrounded by First Order troops and with seemingly no way out, Rose and Finn prepare for the worst, when all of a sudden one of the troops goes rogue and eliminates all of their fellow officers instead. Paige Tico managed to escape and had disguised herself, just happening to be lucky enough to run into them in the lower levels. Paige tells them of some of the other rebel prisoners aboard the ship she was planning to break out, and the three of them, finally united, start plotting their means off Ren’s flagship when they overhear Hux in the corridor talking about Ren meditating in some inner sanctum with an order to be left alone with his own retinue on pain of death as he searches the Force or whatever for the location of Rey and Skywalker

Back onboard the New Republic ship Poe and Leia confer with the other generals as to what the Sith’s next move is going to be when they receive an incoming transmission from Kylo Ren himself.

As Kylo Ren and Leia Organa face off in what was to be their last confrontation, the tone and gravitas of their conversation somber, something flickers over the feed, and everybody on the New Republic ship’s bridge sees a blinding arc of light as one of the First Order troops behind Ren steps out of line and carves a blade of shimmering green in a downward arc directly behind him.

Outraged and caught off guard, Ren blocks the attack with his own blade, both lightsabers flickering with different energies, and as Finn’s voice shouts over the holo Poe realizes that not only has Finn given them an opening to hit Ren’s flagship, he may have even been able to stop this war in its tracks.

[mentalmeles]

Y'all, I'm in trouble.

I saw a post comparing stucky to everlark and now my mind is suddenly full of a Hunger Games AU with stucky and AAAH

[starscelly]

just two bros sharing a mic (:

[imjustheretoseetheprivateblogs]

Soul Eater Phantom of the Opera AU

Except, instead of being a chorus girl, Maka is an ambitious director who wants to use the Phantom's haunting and beautiful music in her new production. Also, she knocks his head in with a book every time he tries to kidnap people.

Tsubaki is a chorus girl with a lovely voice but a lack of confidence that Maka wants to play the titular role. She can actually sing outside her range and is versatile as an actress, she just needs to get over her stage fright.

Black Star is a boastful alto that has a ton of raw talent but unfortunately tends to chew the scenery and ignore stage directions. He can actually match Tsubaki's tone incredibly well, but he's going to need to put aside a lot of ego if he wants his time in the spotlight.

Kid is the new theatre owner who inherited it from his late father. He's relatively reasonable, but the phantom's demands seem to be driving him up the wall. He's often accompanied by two women he refers to as his "bodyguards."

And finally, the Phantom is a mysterious composer who lives in the theatre, often influencing and critiquing productions and performers, sometimes with dangerous methods. Those that have seen him say he wears a mask to hide his true face, which some say has a beastly maw and devilish eyes. However, beneath his apparent arrogance is the heart of a true lover of the arts and if he wants his music to get anywhere, he's going to have to contend with the director that the theaters' new owner has brought in.

[shinylittlewrittings]

DP Promt!

Tw: mentions of death and the consequences of it. Not explicit or detailed, but still.

So it's been a few years, the Anti-Ecto acts have been abolished, the Fenton Parents arrested for all the trouble they've caused and so on so forth. Whatever you want.

Our story starts when team Phantom(Danny, Sam, Tucker and Jazz) take the (trusted)authorities down to the basement to shut down The Portal.

Right before they cut the power Danny stops them. Not to keep the portal open, just to give them a warning that he has his suspicions of what may still be there. Of course he gives no indication of what his suspicions are.

The power is cut and they watch as the tear in reality gives a few pulses before it softly collapses in on itself, pretty anticlimactic.

Then the stench hits them like a freight train. When they can finally look through the tears in their eyes... they see Danny's body.

Danny, didn't survive the accident. He's not a halfa because he's half-dead-half-alive, he's a halfa because he stopped dying right in the middle of forming. He's very much a ghost, he's just too connected and tethered to his body to the place of his death to finish forming. This is how to comes out he's Phantom.

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