#this is actually such a cool concept I’m so normal about this au

[beebeurk]

RAGHH I freaking love this

I different time, a different fate

[razztazzel]

Thought it would but cute to revisit this old au of mines and give it some lore!

I’m really passionate about this au specifically because I LOVE sci-fi like ALOT… so I might make a lot of content of it… OFC Helios planet will still be going on trust

Non filtered version + lore ⬇️⬇️⬇️

LORE!!!

All the toons are aliens!!! On a completely different planet (exoplanet) about 4.2 Light years away from earth. The company, C.V. inc. aka Cosmic View Incorporated labeled it “Proxima Centauri b” (Its a Genuine exoplanet that’s the closest known to earth it’s so cool) Let’s just say In this au, Earth is extremely Sci-FI like, reaching advances where it wouldn’t be really…. Possible as earth is now…

And so they developed travel though hyperspace (just to clarify, Hyperspace is a fictional concept and not based on current scientific understanding; it's often portrayed as a different dimension where normal space-time rules don't apply - google or something) and managed to land on Proxima Centauri b! The people traveling were highly advanced scientists and they were like, woahhh look at these little whimsical creatures!!! But only like 4 “handlers” went Cause it was still in development!!! So it was kind of a suicide mission to put it frankly

They didn’t die.. Thankfully!!! And they successfully made it back probably old and decrepit, just with a few aliens that totally weren’t kidnapped or anything (They done took the mains, Besides Zee(Vee) she didn’t exist on their planet since she’s a robot made by C.V. Inc.) Vee was made by the soon to be handlers in an attempt to collect direct data from the totally not kidnapped toons! Her emotions are 100% programmed but ran through an advanced ai that study’s the emotion of literally everything living that’s around her so her emotions can be pretty accurate to a certain degree before the robot part generally makes way, Her ai detects any subtle or visible emotion and collects data of it to train itself on how to process and express emotion, but she’ll never have TRUE emotion

Unlike original Vee they’re smart and makes her entirely water proof and very much heat resistant, Zee just cannot be Submerged in water. Anyway a group of.. more like.. scientists in like…training became handlers as a little hands on experiment for them since the owner of the entire thing was really really interested in the toons and wanted to be involved with data processing so she assigned newbies (ish) to be the handlers.. She herself handles Andy (Dandy)!

The toons are all kept in separate rooms similar to those of like experiments just less cruel, like SCP type shit but cooler and not evil… looking… trust trust… so they can be observed and have data recorded…Besides confinement they’re actually treated really well! Sprout learns to bake through his handler and generally enjoys it so he’s allowed to bake every now and then, Shelby (Shelly) gets loads of attention for being an alien bro does NOT wanna leave, Genesis Rock (Pebble) is treated like a legitimate dog gets walked and has play time even though since he’s a rock he probably doesn’t need it, but data is data, Andy hates it there they tried to feed him plant fertilizer once cause he resembles a flower..

Anyway Vee is the only one who’s not in confinement and is generally like a little bot helper for the company, YES!!! THE TOONS ARE ALLOWED TO ROAM!!! Those lovely creatures are not locked away… forever…

TOON TRIVIA

Andy(Dandy) Now has 4 arms!

Astro becomes spiderman ( Ok not really he just gets 6 arms and is constantly floating, Studies show that he cannot seem to stop..)

Shelby (Shelly) Is a mixture of an alienized fossil with a freaky chameleon, with more feral-ish aspects like protruding fangs and sharper hands compared to the others

Genesis (Pebble) can literally walk on air

sprouts hair is ALIVE do NOT cut it he will scream and he has awful fashion sense because refuses to take the scarf off because it was a gift from cosmo before being taken by weird tall things he didn’t know hashtag last thing he has from cosmo hashtag fruitcake angst hashtag NO MORE FRUITCAKE/j

Zee (Vee)is specifically meant to look similar to the alien toons, She doesn’t have a handler though the handlers like to let her wear a coat, they think it looks cute on her small frame…🫶🫶

Sprouts handler encourages sprout to wear the cute aprons they give him, he always refuses… one day.. one day..

Astro generally cannot stop floating, luckily for some reason gravity won’t allow him to float too high so he’s just chilling fr

I think I’ll call this au Cosmic Veiw incorporation /inc or to put it simply, Alien or space au for easy tagging

[opiopal]

(Alr gang so I technically use a situation/au I put my own mc in for this post, and is written in a way that my mc would be… however I WONT be using she/they for this, I will be using the usual they/them so you guys can enjoy this crappy angsty au in the pov of your mc as well)

can I share a concept/au I have for OM with you guys??? Cause I think it’s pretty cool if I say so myself,

hear me out..(and also sorry if this is already a concept, if it is I just haven’t seen it before lolol) a human becoming “infested” with sin when in the devildom.

now lemme explain:

basically, if a human is in the devildom for a long period of time, a particular sin will begin to fester and leach onto the human. It picks out whatever the human is feeling the strongest, and feeds into that. Kinda turning them into living embodiments of the sin.

now for the example of this idea I shall be using the au of my mc experiencing this, I will also be using the headcanon that devildom food isn’t very appealing to look at,(yes ik it just looks AMAZING in game- but I ADORE the hc of the food actually looking horrifying, and it also adds to the idea I’m about to type so I will be using it)

[[TW for those who may need it: this will involve descriptions of food, food avoidance, borderline ED behavior, attempt of consumption of other people/living creatures, neck injury, and vomit/throwing up, if you are sensitive to any of this PLEASE do not continue further. This WILL NOT be my usual silly or quirky post. ]]

(no it is not as horrible as I’m making it out to be in the TW, however I’d rather you guys assume the worst going in and then be relieved going out.)

Since mc had gotten to the devildom, they… haven’t really been eating much. its not out of rebellion or disrespect as luci claims it to be, but really its out of pickiness… back home they weren’t much of a picky eater, so they never really had this issue before! But all of the food was either an unnatural color, had a horrifying name, had a billion eyes and legs, or was still moving and squirming around! But- they didn’t wanna be rude and ask for something else when they’re only a guest, so they just.. eat what looks like wouldn’t eat them back and try to suck it up.

they’re honestly getting by on school lunches really, there was more options there, but the only thing they could even look at was cut fruit and different breads, so that’s what they ate. They filled up their plate with fruits and breads and just prayed that whatever meat or protein that was made for dinner was something they could stomach eating…

for days and weeks they were always hungry, it gnawed at them from the inside out, it was hard to focus on school, and despite being a fantastic student in the human realm they were pretty average at RAD. Because sitting in class or at the HOL or ANYWHERE AT ALL, all they could focus on was the growing pit in their stomach. as the school year progresses the brothers slowly begin to notice. Maybe mams tries to encourage them to try some ramen he got at the store, or levi offers different kinds of chips, which of course they accept and eat because it’s the closest thing to normal that they have access to. the most concerned out of everyone however, is Beel. He of course joins in on offering mc food and making sure they’re able to eat something, but as time passes he starts to notice something in them. At first he can’t describe it, but they seem.. off.

But one day mc just, suddenly seems to no longer have this worry about what they’re eating- in fact, they’ll eat just about anything! The first time they manage to completely finish a meal the brothers are of course ecstatic, and mc attempts to also be happy about it but they end up rushing off to vomit everything up in the restroom. They hadn’t eaten so much in so long, that when they had finished their plate it was just too much food for their body to handle. Along with that mc just couldn’t ignore the awful bluish hue the food was. Which all together made their stomach churn. But- after that, despite the brothers concerns, they’re almost right back in the kitchen to eat something else.

and this is how it goes for a while, mc ignoring the brothers concerns about their eating habits, and mc slowly beginning to just- eat and eat and eat. But of course their body just can’t handle the rate in which food is coming so they keep throwing up but they just can’t seem to stop. They’re just so so hungry. And they just can’t believe they went this long without something filling their stomach. Eventually they become nearly animalistic at dinner, often forgetting to use utensils and nearly biting anyone who appeared to be reaching for their plate. Really it felt like another Beel had moved in. And the brothers tried to joke about it, maybe attempting to hide their concern, but they could hardly ignore how concerning this behavior is.

One day is particularly horrible for Mc. They just can’t seem to eat enough. They had about four servings at breakfast and still felt painfully empty. They could hardly manage. Snacking in between classes hardly helped, and they often caught themselves spacing out at the people around them. it first started with mammon. Since he was always around they began to notice how… wonderful he smelled. Despite the fact that he was awfully scrawny his stomach and thighs had plenty of meat on them.. no what were they thinking? That’s totally insane!? Why would they even have these thoughts in the first place- but after their sudden intrusive thoughts, they started to scope out everyone they saw. Beel had a lot of muscle and would be hard to get their teeth through.. though a good steak knife would fix that. Besides his stomach area had plenty of amazing tender flabby flesh to work with. Levi had little to no muscle at all. And with how tall he was there was plenty of fat, just more evenly spaced out.

They couldn’t help but drool even at the sight of most of the brothers. Staring at them like they were roasted pigs.

then it finally happened.

a loud high pitched scream rang through the halls of RAD. Students rushing towards and away from the source flooded the halls as they either hid in classrooms or quickly exited them to see what was happening. Of course mammon and luci were the first two there, mammon having just been a classroom away and luci was simply just automatically rushing to break up whatever was happening. And there they were. mc had a student pinned to the ground with their jaw clamped tightly around their neck. Despite the fact that their human teeth were supposed to be nowhere near strong enough to break demon skin- they managed to use enough strength to dig straight in. They jerked their head around like an animal, attempting to rip the chunk of flesh out as the students nails desperately clawed and dug at mc’s shoulders and arms in an attempt to pry them off. quickly the two brothers run over and manage to get mc away from the student, blood quickly splatters onto the ground from both the student and mc, of course mostly from the student, thought the amount that mc spits out of their mouth was enough to make people believe they were secretly vampiric.

the brothers drag mc home and quarantine them in their room, only really allowing Beel inside since he 1: understood this level of hunger, and 2: could very well manage to restrain Mc if they got violent again. It was hard to be upset at them, they were crying and guilt ridden, constantly spewing out that they “didn’t know why they did it- they were just hungry and they couldn’t stop themselves- they don’t know what’s wrong with them-“ so, the brothers didn’t know what else to do rather then keep them home while solutions were being searched for.

thankfully, since the cast of OM is only stupid half of the time, they quickly managed to figure out what is happening and how to solve it. However it was hardly fast enough to avoid poor Beel from becoming covered in bite and claw marks from Mc attempting to eat him whenever he wasn’t looking, though thankfully, since he is a creature full of love, he managed to keep his cool and clam Mc down enough to eat something that isn’t him.

in the end, the brothers(and diavolo&barabtos) make sure that mc gets food that they can stomach, the student they had attacked thankfully made a full recovery(due to being a demon the injury wasn’t too fatal), and yippie!! Yahoo!!! Happy ending and more stuff for luci to loose sleep over!!!!

[foolsocracy]

Hi, hello, I’m new to your blog. I’ve made myself at home. Lovely carpet.

Can I please know more about your spider Robbie pie? Can’t seem to find the silverware.

but of course, kind anon

Spider Robbie is an au in which Robbie Robertson takes up the spider mantle after the death of the one before him. He is the third, following Ben Urich and, most notably, Peter Parker.

This au is very much canon divergence from Eyes Without a Face, where Peter makes it in time to save Robbie from his original fate but dies in the process. Peter is shot while rushing Robbie and the others out. In his panic and elation at finding Robbie physically unharmed, Peter outs himself as the Spider Man to his best friend. Robbie stays with him as he bleeds out and resolves to continue to hide Peter's identity.

Peter is buried and remains that way for... an undetermined amount of time.

Robbie is left with a mask, a jacket, and the question of just who was this other half of his friend. As he learns more of who this... Spider Man was, he gets more and more involved in the spider's cases and conflicts. Robbie gets more sure of his own abilities and makes a bit of a name for the Spider Man within his own community, though the people of Harlem are largely unaware that the appearances of a masked vigilante match the interests of one Robbie Robertson.

It is to be noted that none of these aforementioned abilities are spider-god-induced powers like Peter's. Robbie, especially at the beginning of his spidering career, leans more into Urich's role than Parker's. To me, Robbie has been passionate about the press and journalism in a way that Peter never was. For Pete, his job as a photographer and reporter was a job he took until he could get into college and study science. Robbie has a way with words and communication that Peter frankly lacks. Of course, that isn't to say that Robbie won't be kicking ass, because he will. It will just take him a bit of time to get some of those skills as he's, well, a normal guy. Not everyone can get their biology scrambled like Pete.

And just because Robbie hasn't been scrambled doesn't mean he's completely separate from all things supernatural either!

I think the marvel noir universe is at its best when there's a magical, supernatural undercurrent. This concept isn't super prevalent in the actual comics, but HoplesslyLost on ao3 has done some really cool world building with it.

I think in Robbie's case, where he would be the narrator, "magical realism" would be an interesting avenue to take it. I use this term in particular because I most closely relate it to Toni Morrison in my head, when I first learned about it through her work in high school. For Morrison, the concept was inseparable to blackness and I think for Robbie, where his blackness is so central to his character and his motivations, drawing on that could be more of a service to his character. It feels better to do that than ignore how incredibly racialized his society and story is. It will make his relationship with the spider god, Peter (who I will get to very very shortly), his community, and his own mythos as The Spider Man really interesting and complex.

So it's been established that Robbie doesn't have spider powers. And we all know that Peter did-- or should I say does. One of the spider god's abilities is to bring Peter back to life. She does this in the comics, but not in any of the runs from 2008-2010 (the runs that make up this au). When Peter dies on Ellis Island, he does not think he is coming back from that. Waking up again is a surprise.

Here's where I think the au really takes a left turn. Do I think the Spider God is purely evil and spiteful and has it out for Pete? No, not really. Will I be ramping said traits up to 11 for the au? Yeah, I guess I might. This is because I love a little bit of horror and the came back wrong trope. I will hopefully be fleshing the spider god out in the near future, but I really haven't given her the many hours of thought I have the other characters. For that I'm sorry spider god </3

Peter digs himself out of his grave, more spider than he ever has been. For much of his new, waking life he is more animalistic than not. There is clearly something wrong with him; his joints are too flexible and loose, he's got some eye-shine going on, his skin is pale and his veins are starkly dark beneath it. He's possessed. Someone is puppeteering him, someone who knows a lot-- almost everything about him, but it's clear that the someone isn't him.

And Peter--- the body, it can't be Peter. At least, that's what Robbie thinks when the figure catches his eye the first time. Because Peter is dead and buried, and he has been dead and buried for weeks.

[kojitheopossum]

ur sirensong au is so cool dude i would love to know more about bdubs and etho if u have the chance. like is etho a mammal. is he so big because because of polar gigantism

Hehe tysm !!! You have no idea how excited I am to answer this one, i’m going to be majoring in biology lmao. Etho is not a mammal although that is an interesting idea. He belongs to a family of sea serpents, which evolved from a common eel like ancestors millions of years ago. These creatures all tend to be somewhat similar, varying in size, color, and hunting styles. His species is the newest evolved, but the other genus members/transitional forms died out from competition as the oceans climate warmer and pushed them further together in the north for food. This was also influenced by their solitary and very territorial behavior, which is also why they originally started attacking large boats, mistaking them for other leviathan. Quickly they learned that the creatures on these structures were a good food source. Although most sea serpents still stuck to eating either lots of small fish at a time like whale shark or hunting larger prey like whales, humans soon became a reliable food source and thus the species etho evolved quickly to become specialized at hunting them. The more human like the fish appeared, the more likely it would live to reproduce. Like I mentioned in a different ask, he mainly uses aggressive mimicry. Siren are typically depicted in this worlds media as more human sized purely because of how young they are when they are encountered by humans. Ethos size is absolutely influenced by polar/deep sea gigantism like you mentioned, but his species is also one that more or less doesn’t stop growing. That being said, his growth has become exponentially less over time, so he’s practically hit the limit.

The fact he’s stayed alive so long is competely due to him staying put in an area with few visitors. Although he is specialized to hunt humans, sirens still hunt other fish, typically sharks and tuna, and that’s what he mainly relied on. Etho is also very cautious when it comes to members of his own species. He was attacked when he was very young by a much older siren, and since then he stayed mostly hidden from fear. The only time siren are seen near each other is to mate, but etho couldn’t care less. He isn’t sure if other siren are also conscious like him, but he’s sure that there’s a large chance he’s not alone. Also, in one of my concept sketches I think I claimed etho was Wellll over 1000 years old but i’ve since retracted that, he’s actually around 800. He spent more than half of that time asleep though, spending months drifting along the bottom of the ocean half awake after hunting. If i get around to it, this is a plot point in the story, so spoilers ig, but etho while in captivity is much more awake because he is fed much much Much less, thus relying on being fed daily instead of being able to go for months without food.

Etho’s long sharp teeth resemble fangtooth moray eels, and similar to the moray uses these teeth to puncture and hold prey in place rather than actually kill. However, unlike the moray, he doesn’t have multiple sets of jaws. The one he does have splits open at the bottom, so he can open his mouth much wider when hunting then a regular human like mouth would normally allow. His jaw is also very strong, being able to crush prey once it’s captured. The spiky fins lining his dorsal and ventral region are not to aid in hunting, but as protection from other siren. He is also able to wrap around larger prey to either strangle or just hold them in place.

Sorry i just ranted about etho and didn’t mentions bdubs, he’s just a normal dude. If you are curious about him, he grew up in the country working in his family’s building business before getting bored and moving to the city to figure out what he really wants to do. The reason he’s working for the aquarium is entirely because he needs a job since getting booted from his last one at a cafe, and his friend scar knows a lot of people. That’s it lmao.

[enidtendo64]

How is Preston in the Diner at the end of falls au

I know you said that you think Pacifica is thinking she can change him. But does he deserved to be changed? The man conditioned Pacifica with a bell which is horrific!

But who knows maybe having his face re-arranged and his wife leaving him changes a man. But I am curious and skeptical about him.

Also I absolutely love your au, so far I’m loving the additions you made to characters and the fun dynamics I’ve seen so far!!!

I never thought of Albert Corduroy before as a character but I find what you did with him interesting!

AND You added additions like Tres and Quattro and Abigale that make me JUST *GESTURES HANDS HAPPILY*

One more thing is McGucket and Tate also going to be in this? And if so, what is their relationships with Pacifica like?

I know some people started making McGucket and Pacifica close because of weridmagedeon and because Pacifica might have inventor genes from Abigale so I’m wondering your thoughts on it

Sorry if this is just a bit much but this quickly gained my attention and became one of my favorite aus

Oh I’m not even gonna try to be mysterious about it, Preston sucks lol. It’s more just, it’s more about Pacifica’s evolving character that she wants to try to help him than him in general. She sees herself cut from the same cloth as him, I mean she’s as Northwest as he is. But with Dipper and Mabel’s help, she was able to grow despite her environment and people around her. She thinks that if she doesn’t at least try to help him, then isn’t she kind of like a hypocrite? Like why is she any different than him?

But really that’s just all part of the entire mock show’s recurring themes of Pacifica being forced into situations and headspaces that kids don’t normally have to deal with (I.e. having to work to pay rent, worrying about job security, being consistently in the face of the concept of death and loss) and her not realizing it’s different for her and her dad. She was just a kid, sure she did make her mistakes, but they also had a heavy hand in why she was who she was. Sure Preston can change, but he has more responsibility and penance bc he’s an adult—he should’ve known better. Oh and also he’s like her dad so she is also clinging to that lol.

Thank you! Honestly this started out as just finding it funny that Paz works at the diner post show, but then I started just using it as a way to use and explore other minor or background characters in the show. I more or less gave myself a rule that I’ll try to have no complete ocs for the living people, and I can make OCs only for the ghosts, just so we can really use everyone! Or at least try to, to an extent lol

YES I had to put Archibald in bc he’s basically one of the catalysts for why Pacifica has such an interesting post series story! Not only is she working at the diner, but apparently Archibald and the rest of the lumberjack spirits around have been protecting her from Bill! Like she really won them over with that party 😭 makes sense tho that the zombies from scaryoke got introduced during a party they love to go crazy

YEAH! I just like using the background or one off characters lol. Quattro and Tracey are interesting cause like their clone brothers straight up died, but what’s the difference between clones vs being your own person? Did the clones have ghosts/sounds that moved on? 🤔 and then Abigale Blackwing was just a fountain of good shit to headcanon. I think her being some ghost supreme is just really cool and also lowkey fits the Northwest brand of being haunted af (like what do you MEAN they have their own graveyard on their property 😭)

So as for McGucket and Tate I had planned something where their (re)introductory episode would be ghosts bothering Pacifica at the diner and saying something crazy’s going in Northwest manor. This leads to Paz and Kevin going to Paz’ old house and Kevin finding out the Pacifica Northwest lore of her growing up in a haunted house, and Pacifica ACTUALLY seeing how haunted it was instead of just getting a chilly feeling all the time. They meet with McGucket and Tate who are the reasons the ghosts are in a tizzy, they’re full ghost harassing! All four team up when an especially malevolent Northwest ancestor starts up some trouble.

Throughout the series I imagine McGucket and Tate and the Northwest manor being recurring appearances, especially regarding either they need something specifically science-y with the ghosts OOOR…when they need to find homeless Tracey and Quattro a home….hello Father McGucket!

In terms of Paz and McGucket and Abigale, I think Pacifica feels a little weird about McGucket since he effectively owns her old home now (she’s better but lbr she’s still petty lol) but I think there’s some mutual respect. McGucket might find some of Abigale’s old schematics maybe? And probably have some great admiration/respect for her with what he sees. Paz might also surprise him by being surprisingly adept at mechanical thinking and actions (as if she’s got…muscle memory? 🤨) but Paz doesn’t think of it since she doesn’t have a huge interest in that stuff. But now you know why she’s so damn good at minigolf (“it’s all geometry, duh.”)

Thank you so much for showing so much interest! I’ve spent an embarrassingly long time thinking of this AU and will probably continue to think more of it so I’m glad there are people who like it!

[lizzy-calaxio]

Ok, well, this didn't turn out like I originally planned, but have some late transition lizzy/krile

Chirin downs his third drink within the half hour at the Forgotten Knight. He drunkenly feels his horns, and slumps down onto the counter, “Another please.”

Gibrillont looks at the au ra, looks a little concerned, but relinquishes another full drink.

Chirin downs it immediately, his tail whipping back and forth.

A voice startles him, “Whoa, hey, watch the tail dude.”

He glances down towards the voice, “Oh, hey Krile.” for a flash he looks sad, but he swiftly hides it by asking for another drink.

Krile looks up at the counter, then at Chirin. He sighs, and lifts the lalafell onto the counter next to him.

“So what’s up, you seem more down than normal.”

Chirin looks away, a hurricane of emotions swell within him but he quashes them swiftly, “Ah, just, the everything.” he gestures vaguely around himself.

Krile’s echo tells her his intentions – he’s hiding something. She tilts her head and examines him, trying to get a gauge on what the problem is.

“I’ve also been thinking about my family, I miss them. I could be fishing with my brother on a warm beach right now…” his sentence doesn’t quite end so much as trails off in thought.

“Why not visit them?”

He shakes his head, “Nah, I’m needed here. If I just keep my head down, and keep trudging forward, eventually I can go back with a clear conscience.”

Krile gets the feeling that this isn’t the actual issue, “Is there anything else going on...?”

Chirin looks at Krile, the lantern nearby flickering, causing the light to catch her eye in a very particular way – Chirin begins blushing, but shoves the feelings down.

“N-no.”

It’s unconvincing.

Krile scooches closer to him, “C’mon, you can tell me anything. I promise.”

Chirin glances at the empty glasses around him, he’s pretty sure there’s six glasses, though he doesn’t remember ordering that many. A deep twisting thought in the back of his mind nags and pulls at him, but he shakes it away.

He sighs, “I dunno. I’m unhappy. I just wish….” a thought almost spills over, but it vanishes before it can, “I wish things went differently in my life. That’s all. Maybe next life I can do things right.”

Krile looks confused, her echo isn’t helping much here and she can’t interpret the vague thoughts spilling out from her friend. She presses forward with her desire to help, “Well, what things do you wish were different?”

Chirin’s eyes glaze over, his limbal ring glowing brightly in the dark bar. A profound sorrow reflects in his face, as he thinks he grows more depressed, “I dunno. I…” his voice cracks, and his throat chokes at the words, “I...I…..I feel guilty.” the continuing wavering sound in his voice betrays any concept of him having a cool demeanor, “I have feelings for you. I shouldn’t, I know you don’t have an interest in...people like me….I…” he trails off, his head laying on the counter, tears welling up in his eyes, “I wish I wasn’t born…”

Krile’s face mirrors his sorrow, his intentions spilling forth and into her mind. A single thought grabs hold though, that last sentence isn’t finished.

Chirin lightly sobs, before continuing, “I wish I wasn’t born a boy.”

Krile gently runs her fingers through Chirin’s hair, unsure of what to say. She glances at the glasses around him, and is unsure if it’s the alcohol, or his true feelings.

The two sit in silence for an eon, before Krile speaks, “Hey, why don’t we go for a walk?”

Chirin nods, and stands upright, his entire body betraying how depressed he truly is.

As they step outside, they’re met with the gentle glow of moonlight reflecting off of fresh snow. Light snow falls, and Chirin tightens his jacket.

Krile puts her hood on, stifling her echo, “Ok. So, you don’t want to be a boy. Talk about those feelings.”

Chirin shifts uncomfortably, and starts walking. Krile keeps up, eyeing his tail to ensure she doesn’t get hit. He regrets saying what he said, but is thankful Krile doesn’t hate him for confessing his feelings.

“I feel wrong. Every day I wake up crying because I’m wrong. I wish I had been born correctly.” he doesn’t know what he’s saying, the words just spill out like an overflowing cup of coffee.

Krile hesitates, but reaches up to grab his hand, unsure of what to say.

Chirin continues, “I’m too tall, too muscular, too masculine, my horns are wrong, my face is wrong, everything is wrong and bad and and and….” his voice chokes, he’s unable to continue as he starts crying.

The two sit down on a bench, in utter silence as the snow muffles any traveling sounds. Chirin’s light sobs are the only sound that breaks the silence, as Krile rubs his back.

Chirin composes himself enough to whisper, “I just wish I was a girl.”

Krile thinks about how to help, “I...I mean, you still can be?”

Chirin looks at Krile as if she had four heads, she actually only has two. He mentally scolds himself for getting this drunk. He wants to take everything back. Undo this night.

Krile continues, “I’ve heard of a magic potion, that could change your body. Why not use that?”

Chirin blinks, trying to process the information, “What?”

“Fantasia, I think it’s called. A very rare, very expensive potion, that when drank will transform your body overnight.”

“…..WHAT.” his entire mood turns on a dime.

Krile lightly smiles, “I think I could probably procure one for you, if this is truly what you want?”

Chirin grabs Krile, “I do! I mean,” he lets go, nervously, “I...Yes, I would want.”

Krile giggles a little in response, “Oh! Do you have a new name you’d like to use?”

Chirin thinks for a couple minutes, “Elizabeth. I think that’s a pretty name.”

“Elizabeth, huh? Lizzy suits you, I think.”

[yunacoeur]

yellow tulips - sung hanbin

a/n: while i’m not hanbin biased, no one else felt right for this concept. also the day i stop doing college aus is the day i die so i’m sorry!! thank u for being here <33

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zb1 | sung hanbin, fluff, then angst, then fluffy ending, college au, bet au (‘i bet you can’t make him fall in love with you’ kinda concept), reader is a meanie, hanbin did nothing wrong, tw: calculus 

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it’s weird to use the term ‘heartbreaker’ post-high school because it felt like such a childish term. a heartbreaker is normally some 16-year-old who doesn’t know how to treat others and cheats on their partners, acting like it’s cool to be a dickhead. in the best case scenarios, people grow out of being players and move on with their lives. 

this wasn’t the best case scenario. “something about him just makes me so mad, you know?” you whine to your friends. you say, “he’s so arrogant and full of himself. he thinks he’s all that. he’s such a narcissist.” you think about all the little things that set you off about sung hanbin. his attitude. his audacity. his stupidly attractive voice. everything about him just pisses you off, but he’s just so naturally likable that no one else seems to share your opinion. 

and that’s what sucks. sung hanbin is a heartbreaker. the amount of people who have their horror stories of falling for hanbin, him leading them on for a few weeks, and being cruelly rejected is astonishing. 

that leads you to tonight. a couple of buddies and a couple of drinks later and your friends think it’s the idea of the century to play truth or dare. you pick truth a couple of times, spill some inner secrets you don’t actually care about, but then your friends say you can only pick truth so many times before you have to pick dare. so you pick dare. and your friends give you something dumb and easy. text an ex that you miss them. 

but you’re a bit more daring than that, asking for something bigger and harder. maybe even a challenge. it’s probably the alcohol, but maybe it's also the competitive streak you can’t let go of. a friend suggests that you text hanbin, the sung hanbin, that you miss him, as if you guys knew each other (you’ve never talked to this man in your life).

another says that might not be enough to satisfy your requirements for ‘harder’, so they bump it up to ‘ask hanbin out on a date’. and the first one says, ‘well why stop there, might as well challenge them to make hanbin fall in love for real’. and they both look at you, you shrug (again the confidence probably being from the alcohol), and you tell them. 

“fine. lay out the conditions.”

“you have two months. no- one month. so until june 1st to get hanbin to confess his feelings for you,” one says, “and no trying to get him to go along with your challenge. he has to genuinely be confessing his feelings.”

“what’s my prize if i can do it?” you ask. might as well get something out of a task so difficult if you can pull it off.

“...bragging rights?” they say, and you suppose there’s no greater prize. 

your mission: make sung hanbin fall in love with you.

rules:

1. don’t fall in love with him.

2. once he admits to having feelings, immediately leave. don’t continue the mission any longer.

3. you have one month to do the impossible.

—

“i didn’t even know i had hanbin’s number in my phone if i’m real with you,” you tell your friend, “oh my god i have texted him before. and it was for calculus notes. what do i even say to him?”

your friend thinks for a second, “well, try to like subtly reintroduce yourself and ask him if he can help you study.”

“study what? calculus?” you raise an eyebrow. you had a nearly perfect grade in calc, and playing dumb did not seem like the move you wanted to make. 

“sure! say you haven’t gotten the last couple sets of notes and are really lost. he’ll take pity on you and help you! then you can be like ‘well i have to repay you for helping me so let me take you out for coffee’! it’s foolproof!” you friend comes up with excitedly. as dumb as the plan sounds, it might just work. it’s, at the very least, a way to get your foot in the door. 

you text him and ask him for help. he doesn’t respond right away, maybe 20 minutes later. he says sure, anything for a friend, with a smiley face. at least it won’t be insufferable to play dumb. besides, he already considers you a friend, so that’s a good start.

—

“can you tell me which sets of notes you missed?” he asks as you sit down in the library at one open table. 

“yeah, it must have been 4.4 and 4.5. i was in class today when we were doing 4.6 and i just feel so lost,” you say. you had to rip your previous notes out of your notebook and not take very good notes today, pretending to be lost even though it was very clear what was going on.

“that's okay! here, look at my notes, and i’ll walk you through some problems!” he says with a smile. despite his reputation, he’s really pleasant to talk to and interact with.

he helps you through the practice problems and basically reteaches you everything you already know. he’s very thorough in how he explains every little thing, and his manniserisms when teaching stick out cutely. he gets really excited when you (pretend to) finally get a concept and he makes cute and dramatic little faces at random points. even though all the content already made sense before, the way he explained it could have made sense to a toddler. that’s how knowledgable he presents himself. 

as you get through all the work, and it’s been about an hour and a half, it feels wrong to hold him here any longer, so you proceed with the line you had practiced in the bathroom mirror.

“hey, thank you so much again for helping me,” you tell him as he looks up at you. he makes the perfect amount of eye contact, too, not too much but enough to make you feel like you have all his attention. no wonder so many people fall for him.

he grins sweetly, “you don’t have to thank me!”

“but i really do want to pay you back for being so kind to me and helping me out. are you free to get coffee tomorrow? it’s on me,” you say, smiling back at him. he looks a little surprised, almost shocked for a second, before regaining his composure. 

“you don’t have to do that-”

“but i want to!”

“okay, okay! if you’re so insistent…” he chuckles, “i guess i can’t say no. but i will be ordering the most obnoxiously expensive drink on the menu.”

you laugh back at him, if not because he’s so clearly going to order the cheapest thing he can find. you bet he won’t have it in him to even ask for a medium, “my wallet can handle it,” you say.

he shakes his head fondly, “okay, moneybags. i’ll see you tomorrow then.”

—

“i think i just want a small iced americano,” he asks you as you’re the next ones up in line. you internally giggle because of course you were right. 

“really? thats the ‘obnoxiously expensive’ drink you were talking about?” you joke with him. all he does is laugh light-heartedly, like his soul is full of good intentions. there’s a little thought forming in the back of your head wondering if that’s really true, or if his reputation is only thus so because he was so good at fooling people. 

“i don’t really want anything else,” he says as he looks at the menu board. you decide not to fight him on it.

as you two go up to order, his iced americano and your drink as well, you get into a conversation with the barista about something small. something about the weather changing so fast and how hot it already is. before you even know it, the barista is telling you to have a good day and stay safe in the heat. you look down at the card reader to see it just says ‘welcome’ and you haven’t even paid yet. you look over at hanbin as he’s putting his wallet away, and it dawns on you.

“why did you do that? i was supposed to pay! for yesterday, remember?” you tell him, and he laughs in the most endearing way.

“i wanted to, is that so wrong?” he asks, and you scramble to tell him no, of course it’s not wrong, persay, but you wanted to as well, “well, if you want to pay next time, you have to beat me.”

next time, huh?

as you two wait for your coffees, and even after you get them, you just sit there, chatting with him about anything and everything. you tell him about your hobbies and passions, and he tells you about his love for dancing, showing you videos in his studio. he is an incredible dancer. he tells you his major and his carrer goals, and you tell him about your current job and where you’re trying to go in life. he tells you he wears glasses sometimes and you tell him your favorite flowers are yellow tulips.

and suddenly it felt like you knew sung hanbin. it was weird to see him in such a different light.

—

next time ended up turning into almost daily dates. coffee, tea, walks in the park, getting lunch, seeing movies, studying for calculus (you did better than him on the test, but you lied anyway), and going shopping. anything you wanted or needed to do, he was there to accompany you for. it was like having a buddy for anything life threw at you. weeks went by. you saw him, at the very least, every other day.

and somewhere along the line, at some unspecified point, or maybe just gradually, you forgot the mission was to make him fall in love with you. it was so much easier to just let him make you fall in love. 

which was the unintended, but foreseeable consequence of this kind of bet. looking back on it now, how you ever thought you could get him to have feelings for you without developing feelings for him was beyond dumb. he was nothing like his reputation, and you should have taken that as the red flag it was and escaped. 

he’s pretty and charming and polite and kind and nothing like the narcissist you thought he was. 

somewhere along the line, you fell for sung hanbin.

—

“hey, could we talk after class today?” he says, over the phone. he didn’t mean to call you so suddenly, but he knew there would be no way he didn’t chicken out if he didn’t call. 

“yeah, for sure. do you wanna meet up?” you ask him.

“yeah, in-person is better. thank you,” he says, “can you do 4? i’ll meet you outside the cafe if that’s good with you.”

“got it. i’ll see you then, bin,” you say, slipping in a nickname, knowing that makes his knees weak. it was so easy to make him flustered. you'd bet his ears were turning red at that moment.

—

when you meet up, he has flowers. the same flowers you told him you liked when you got coffee that first time. he remembered. maybe that day was the real first date, and he just didn’t really think about it like that until now. 

he looks at you like you’re the prettiest person in the world, beyond the beauty of anyone else. his eyes are sparkling and he’s smiling that same endearing smile and it’s like he’s a teenager in love again. he still feels so giddy. 

he starts, holding the flowers close to him, like he’s giving you a piece of his soul, “i just wanted to say that it’s been really nice getting to know you these past few weeks. i know that feels like such little time, but we’ve already spent so much time together that i feel like i already know you so well. i’m so endeared by all your little habits and your personality and everything about you.

“i… have feelings for you. and it’s okay if you’re not ready because it’s only been a short amount of time, or if you’re not into me at all, that’s also totally okay! i just wanted to tell you and, if you want, i’d like something serious with you.

“and these are for you,” he says as he holds the flowers, “they’re yellow tulips, just like what you told me you liked. they’re so pretty, just like you. and so delicate and beautiful and- sorry, i’m just rambling at this point,” he laughs at himself, “i know a lot of people think a certain way about me, and that’s okay. i’m not going around breaking hearts, i just… no one makes me feel like you do.”

it’s hard to respond in the moment, but it’s safe to say you forget the bet, the intentions, everything, and only think about your feelings.

so he responds for you, “oh my god, i just can’t stop talking about it, i just like you so much. it’s so nice to have off my chest,” he smiles, before looking at you with precious eyes, handing off the flowers to be in your care, “do you... feel something similar for me?” he asks, a little more confident before as you fondly gaze at him, it’s like reassurance.

and you just laugh, holding the yellow tulips, “yeah, i have something i want to say to you,” you smile as he smiles at what you say, and for just a second you’re two young lovers smiling happily with flowers and the sunset in the background. it’s so scenic.

“i like you too, hanbin.”

and, for one, brief moment, everything is perfect. 

—

and then it all comes crashing down. it’s the next day. you had hours of perfect happiness before someone had to open their mouth. 

“your friend told me,” he calls out to you in the hall, and you turn around to look at him, confused. your smile upon hearing his lovely voice fades. his face doesn’t have that usual brightness to it, like something was weighing on him. 

“hanbin? what’s wrong?”

“your friend, taerae, told me about me and you, that night that you played truth or dare,” he says. he doesn’t sound like rage, he sounds like suspicion. like he’s still debating in his head whether or not he wants to believe taerae. of course it had to be taerae to let it slip. the guilt would eat him alive. 

you didn’t even tell the rest of the friend group that he had confessed. you had only told taerae, and it was because you were excited about mutual feelings between you and hanbin, forgetting the bet for a second. taerae probably didn’t even do it intentionally, it must have just slipped. 

“what did he tell you?”

“no, don’t try to- just tell me… what happened that night. why did you text me? why did you ask me to get coffee? what was the reason for all of it?”

so you told him. he had the right to know. even if it ruined everything so fast. it had been merely hours, not even a full 24, before it came crashing down. it only hits you when you say it out loud how cruel of a bet it really was. 

“so you just-” he trails off, this incredulous look on his face. there’s so much tension in the air as it all hits him what’s been happening this whole time, “you manipulated me and tried to get close to me just so i’d get feelings for you? you’re telling me this was intentional?” his voice is getting shaky, and his hands are starting to tremble.

“yes, hanbin…i wanted to make you fall in love with me,” you say back, trying hard to remain calm. he’s searching your eyes for something you don’t know for sure is in there, “at the time, i didn’t have feelings for you. and, yes, i did it intentionally.”

“i don’t understand, even if i wronged you in some way, what would be the point?” he asks. it’s sad because hanbin had never wronged you. and he assumed he had.

“i-” you start, but he cuts you off. if this was a normal conversation, you’d be surprised that hanbin was doing something ‘rude’ like cutting someone off when speaking.

“was it a prank or something?” he asks, now you can really hear it in his voice. you can see it in his eyes now. he’s containing his feelings well giving the situation, but little flames of anger are poking through, “was that all i was?”

and then it hits you just how wrong it all was. hanbin was never out to get you, he was never rude, never condescending or narcissistic like you thought. his reputation as a player and a heartbreaker was a lie, a facade he never chose to maintain. all those people he rejected came onto him and he never once led them on. 

“that’s not how it is anymore, but if that's what you want me to admit to, then yes. it was a bet. i told my friends i could make you fall in love with me.”

he scoffs because it’s so unbelievable, but is silent a moment before speaking, “what does ‘anymore’ mean?” he asks.

and there it is. you might as well come clean, “i didn’t like you… back then,” you admit. it takes him a second to realize, “yeah. and so i stopped actively trying to make you fall in love. i just wanted to spend time with you.” there’s so many thoughts left out. i wanted to fall in love with you because you felt so safe. i wanted to fall in love with you because you never wanted anything from me, never asked me for anything but my time. i wanted to fall in love with you because i knew you were falling for the real, genuine me. not some act. something like that.

“ah, i see,” he says awkwardly. even in all the confusion and intense emotions, he’s still himself, “i think… i’ll need some time to think this all over. i hope you can understand.”

you nod, “yeah, of course. just… let me know when you’re ready. and i’m sorry, if it means anything. i didn’t mean for this to happen.”

and you have to let him walk away.

–

hanbin steps into the cafe with his friends right in front of him, them conversing about a new drama on netflix or the new music they’re liking lately. he’s answering when spoken to, but not adding much input of his own, kind of lost in his own world. 

he orders a small iced americano. part of him gears up to say the name of another drink, but he doesn’t even like that drink. he doesn’t know why it’s still on the tip of his tongue, like it’s muscle memory to say it.

he sits at the table with his friends, letting them drive the conversation while he stares out the window of the passenger seat. he has this revelation for the first time that, even as an extrovert, sometimes you can be the lonliest you’ve ever been while surrounded by people you love and care about. he normally feels good in the company of his friends, but there’s still that one person on his mind. he doesn’t give mind to the conversation his friends are having, excitedly chatting.

instead, he finds comfort in replaying the conversations he had with that person in his head. he thinks about all the pretty moments, like when he confessed. at least he can be grateful that moment wasn't ruined until later. he’d never been that happy in his entire life like when he heard them say they liked him too. 

and even though his brain still wants to harbor all this anger and sadness, his heart keeps going back to the yellow tulips, to the beautiful person that made his heart jump out of his chest.

and when there’s no one else to call, of course he came running back to you.

—

 it’s 2am, and he knew if anyone would come running, it would be you.

“i’m still really upset at you,” he murmurs, shivering as he takes a bite out of the gas station snack he picked out. maybe he was just lonely and it was 2am and he wouldn’t feel bad about using you to make himself feel better when you used him as a trophy. still, it doesn’t feel like he’s doing it just to solve his existential loneliness. you were his first thought, and the only person he asked. he thinks it always had to be you.

he’s apologetic for having woken you up, especially when he sees how tired you look. if it would have consoled you at all, he would tell you how cute you looked right now, tiredly holding the drink (that he paid for. you haven’t even gotten one chance to pay this whole time you had gotten close to him, just too slow, he says). he doesn’t feel like it’s a good time, but you’ve never been this cute to him, and he’s starting to think he can get over what happened if you stay this cute a little while longer.

“i know. it’s okay, you should be,” you say back to him, sipping your slushee with a frown, “i missed you, bin.”

and that’s when he cracks. he missed you too.

“can you come here?” he asks, and you perk your head up, coming closer to him, assuming maybe he wants to tell you something in private (but away from the poor 7/11 worker? who else is around?).

he has nothing to say, though. instead, he pulls you closer and holds you against him, hugging you tightly. your head rests on his shoulder as he adjusts his grip, “i’m still mad.” he says again. you tug on his jacket as your arms wrap around his waist.

because it’s not like you were still faking it. you know it, and he can tell. your smiles are honest and your laughs are genuine. he’s sure that you have genuine feelings for him. so maybe he can look past being played if you’re always this cute. 

“i’m sorry,” you say. he thinks you’re doing it on purpose, acting cute so he’ll forgive you quickly. it might be working.

he chuckles, and you feel the vibrations from his chest, “i know. just give me some time to get over it. i still like you, whether or not you’re a meanie.”

—

and somewhere out there, taerae is blowing up your phone, frantically apologizing for letting the truth slip to hanbin. scratch whatever happened before, that guilt would have eaten taerae alive. you’ll tell him it’s okay in the morning.

it was supposed to happen anyway, it’s not like you were gonna hold in the truth forever. maybe you should have just offered to text your ex that you miss them that one night with your friends, but then you never would have met hanbin. 

not literally, you met him months ago. you would see him in class and pass by him on campus, you’d give him a polite smile and he’d do the same, and you’d remember his existence even after you graduated as the ‘heartbreaker’, but you never would have gotten the chance to really see him. to watch the way his cheek dimples came out when he laughed, or to understand just how giving and selfless he was.

you never would have had the chance to see his soul laid out amongst the yellow tulips just for you.

[subway-boss-jericho]

(threataning with art anon) yes! Rambles! Also you are so incredibly real for imagining all that stuff in different mediums (I have had similar experience) wish I could make a full animated film. That would be So Cool.

And! At one time or another I think I’ve read through the majority of the aus, but you are so right I freaking. Love the Mech AU. And coupled (uncoupled) looks like it would a verrry interesting character study (in like a “I wouldn’t do this but ingo would. Huh” kinda way)

help I’m reading them all again

also! I am here to encourage prattling I love prattling (it gives me more ideas for drawing-)

Hiii hii welcome back thank you for continuing to enable me :D

:D Yayy I'm so thrilled you like them. I never know if people actually think my wild bullshit is interesting or they just follow me for one thing (wheeze) ((Which, to be clear, is still totally fair and valid. No shame)) Of the AUs I've uploaded, I think the one that has gotten disproportionately ignored the worst is Coupled (Uncoupled). I am fucking obsessed with the coupled twins, and you're exactly right on the money there because holy Shit it's Such a character-study-rich situation to put them in. They were my in my top 3 indisputably Favorite AUs for a very long time (along with Steady Tracks and Spirit Keeper as the other two) and while I feel like I'm not super vocal about them they're still extremely high on that metaphorical list.

Realistically I could never actually list my Favorites, for the same reason why I can't really pick favorite pokemon. I like all my AUs for different reasons, so I may like one aspect of a given AU more than a different aspect of a different AU, but actually Ranking them As Favorites would be virtually impossible. Just know that I'm horribly fucking ill about coupled uncoupled more than most of the other smaller ones. Some day I'll vibe check you all so fucking hard with art or animation or writing out of left field that is about them, and then none of yall fucks will ever be normal again /lh /j

Actually. I've been struggling to write a caption for this thing so I can post it for months. Check this out:

I'M SO NORMAL ABOUT THEM.

Slaps top of this guy. He can fit two people's worth of the worst existential socio-emotional crises in him. I love gel pens.

I've decided to keep rambling about whatever the fuck on this topic, but I'm putting a cut here for my sanity:

Anyway! I really did make this AU entirely because I saw a fandom trend and went Whoa! Did we consider The Implications! And then didn't wait for an answer. Considering the implications is actually the Thing I Do the Most as I am writing in general, as any friend of mine can easily confirm. It's how a decent number of my AUs happened. I also have a trend towards either 1. trying to make an AU that doesn't touch on anything I've seen other people doing or 2. is explicitly inspired by what I perceive as trends in the fandom. Coupled Uncoupled is one of the latter, being directly inspired by Diamond Crossing. God I was not normal about diamond crossing. I'm Still Not Normal about diamond crossing.

I'm a HUGE fan of fusion in media, just in general. I don't actually know a whole lot of examples off the top of my head other than steven universe, but fusion as a concept drives me totally crazy. What if you and your friend/best friend/closest ally/rival/enemy/lover/a stranger etc could be the same person through a process so crazy intimate and vulnerable that it forces you to expose your deepest weaknesses, insecurities, emotions and motivations fully and without restraint. Sure I can be normal about that 👍

But yeah coupled uncoupled isn't like, me looking at Diamond Crossing or any other fic for that matter and going "I could do it better/I don't like insert plot point A," it was actually me looking at diamond crossing and going holy FUCK this is the COOLEST SHIT I'VE EVER SEEN. I need to participate in this or I am going to die. Then I came up with a million different ideas of fusion stories I thought would be interesting to tell, identified aforementioned trope of using the b2/w2 DNA splicers as a plot device, and went. ohohohohohohhoohohohoo i could do something silly and fucked up me thinks.

What if fusion was great and cool and awesome and a coping mechanism for a trauma/grief and also not what you thought and also more than you bargained for and also didn't give you the closure you were expecting and ALSO you didn't know how to make it stop.

Fusion as a mistake. Fusion as a regret. Fusion as a character flaw. Fusion as a major conflict (that isn't inherently connoted about?? forms of abuse and toxic relationships?? can we use fusion as a metaphor for other nuanced things too?? pls let me have this /lh)

Anyway their story is extremely complex and just by listing off ^ that I am extremely underselling the level of interwoven conflict and complicated emotional states of all parties involved so please do not misunderstand and think that one of the twins is fucked up and evil. I swear i didn't mischaracterize them that badly 🤣 The main point of the story, just off the top of my head, is actually focused around the theme of vulnerability, conflict resolution, and the strength of relationships founded on communication.

Trying to avoid spoiling The Entire Plot because I really think Coupled (Uncoupled) is going to be my next major fic project but in essence it does get better and this new tool available to them only opens the door for them to be closer than ever before and express care and compassion in new ways unique to them. i might make myself cry if I keep yammering. i care them

God I totally just used your ask as an excuse to go off. I've been doing that every time you send an ask, actually. This is why I love asks. Tysm <3 And I hope you enjoyed reading or if you didn't and TL;DR then basically god i'm so ill about them.

Every day I think about how a friend of mine made an entire animatic for this AU and yet we can't put it anywhere because we both want to remake it digitally. thats going to be one hell of a day when that bombshell drops

Thank you for the ask, and as always thank you for listening!

Coupled (Uncoupled) Masterpost

[honest-moth-of-silver-grove]

🍗 BG3 Modern AU: Harvest Feast [Thanksgiving] Dinner Edition 🥔

A/N: Obviously, Thanksgiving doesn't exist in this universe. I mean a version could exist. There have been so many wars and fights within realms, a big ironic, disarming feast technically could have happened before some bloodshed and genocide. I’m not a DND expert. But I think with a little creative licensing, you could twist this concept more into a Harvest Festival feast sort of thing. Just go with it, I wrote it on my phone while hiding from my family members. 

Astarion: 

You remember that one vine that’s like, “Everyone has a gay cousin. Bitch, I don’t have a gay cousin… Oh, oh I am the gay cousin.” That’s him- he's the gay cousin. Always crushes it at charades. Like, he’s the unbeaten champion, for four years running. 

Gale: 

The host with the most. Always cooking new variations of the same meals. Some are good. Others, like his minimalist, organic tofu vegan recipe for turkey, are better left off as concepts, not executions. 

Wyll: 

Always brings the best dessert. And is the one to kick off the conversation at dinnertime. Either about his time as the Blade of Frontiers or about what’s currently happening in the capitol. The one cousin you’re most likely to learn is actually a secret gossip. 

Karlach: 

That one grown-up who prefers the kids to table to the grown-ups' tables. Always down to start a game outside before dinner is ready. Gets teasingly scolded by Astarion for making a bigger mess rolling around outside in the dirt than the actual children. 

La’zel:

Looks super badass when she arrives on her motorcycle. Shows up, eats, and then dips out back to hang out with Minthara for a smoke. That one intimidating, quiet cousin who everybody lowkey fears, and tries really hard not to provoke. 

Shadowheart: 

Did someone say WINE AUNT? No, seriously, she always brings the booze for the grown-ups. (Also in charge of bringing the pot, which is why La’zel and Minthara let her join them behind the garage.) She also always manages to look so put together. Not having children looks really good on her lol. 

Halsin: 

The kind of guy who goes out and hunts his own damn turkey, plucks in, and cooks it- all outdoors, without any sort of fancy oven or cookware technology. He’s got like a dirt hole firepit and a cover but always ends up making the most delicious turkey you’ve ever had in your life?? Says all he uses is salt and pepper but you know damn well, he’s lying. 

Minthara: 

The cool goth cousin you were always too intimidated to talk to as a child but who you grew up to really admire as an adult. She only comes to avoid the annoying guilt-tripping she’d have to endure should she skip. Is surprisingly personable once you get her high- almost like a Jekyll and Hyde thing going on. 

Bonus! Jaheira:

Your one Aunt who’s always exhausted, probably from having to rope her grown-ass children into doing normal things together as a family. Constantly can be heard whispering threats under her breath to them at the dinner table. Is always super nice and supportive to you though. 

Bonus! Minsc: 

Your outlier, kind of nuts Uncle who occasionally talks in the third person. Possibly from a head injury or maybe he was born like this. You can never get a straight answer. But he’s abstractly wise once you stop judging him by his initial appearance, and listen to what he has to say. Just don’t ask him about anything tangible like the moon landing, or if birds are real. Otherwise, you’re in for a long night. 

[zinnynia]

give ur opinions on every half life cast member go into details i want to see how ur brain functions

My opinion on the Half Life cast? I don’t have any/many opinions about most of them, so I’ll just not talk about those characters.

I’ll be going from least - most thoughts and opinions, starting with Lamarr.

Though, not really about Lamarr, but headcrabs in general. Out of every alien and enemy in Half Life, Headcrabs and Headcrab Zombies are the scariest to me. Idk man, they’re terrifying, and the concept itself is depressing.

D0g + Eli and Russell are all three very cute characters. I always love seeing them interact with Alyx, and their relationship with her is very sweet. D0g was made by Eli, and Alyx kinda just continued to add more to him, making him the D0g we all know and love. I haven’t completed my Half Life: Alyx run yet, but so far, Russell and Eli seem like really nice parental figures for her. Russell is funny, and has genuinely made me smile and enjoy his company in stressful situations, and Eli just seems like an overall great father. I think I have daddy issues.

I don’t really like Adrian. It’s not that I hate him, or like him at all. I mean, the art of him is kinda cute tbh, and maybe the angst and shit, but he doesn’t really hit the spot like Alyx, Gordon and Barney. I mean, his concept is kind of cool, I guess, but I really wish we could see more of him. Maybe in Half Life 3 (if it comes out), the G-Man could possibly use Adrian against Gordon, as sort of a way to “distract” the gang and make Adrian join the Combine ranks. ..I could be cooking some fanfic ideas for y’all, so PLEASEEE cook up some Combine Adrian AU fr fr. Make him hot too (I might have a thing for the Combine Ngl).

Alyx is girliepop. She ate, slayed, and left no crumbs. What I really like about her is that she doesn’t really idolize Gordon, like what most of the Resistance does. She treats Gordon like a normal human being, and has shown from time to time that she genuinely cares about him. I think she’s well written, but what I don’t really like is that she’s the “love interest” of Half Life. I don’t really think there needs to be romance, because the story is already pretty good. I also find Freemance kind of… iffy. Gordon kind of knew her when she was a baby, and I can’t imagine popping out 20 years later and some kid I knew started crushing heavily on me, or their dad starts shipping us together. But that’s controversial, and if you ship it, you do you. Not my business, and it’s all fictional. Plus, they’re both consenting adults, just the idea is kinda weird.

The G-Man’s concept really intrigues me, and I feel like a lot could be built off of him in Half Life 3 (if it ever comes out). I’ve written a Half Life OC kind of based around it, actually! Basically, the G-Man manipulates and uses resistance members to distract the gang, taking and stealing them, along with Alyx. This causes the gang to feel stressed and discouraged, hopeless even. Barney is nowhere to be found (he’s safe and untouched), so it’s just Gordon and Eli. I feel like a lot could be done with this, and builds more on the G-Man’s manipulative and antagonistic character. It would also be cool if the Combine joins forces with the gang, and defeat the G-Man, then agree on a truce, leaving Earth or co-exist together. I also just feel like I’m intrigued by the G-Man so much, mostly because I’ve written my story’s main antagonist similarity to the G-Man coincidentally.. and that’ll be a story for another post.

Last, but not least… Gordon and Barney omggg!!! Barney and Gordon are both my most favorite characters of Half Life, Barney especially. About a year ago, when I laid eyes on Barney, something inside of me literally just…. Clicked. I was like “I like this man. He’s my favorite character now.”

^^^ Pieces of artwork I made when I first got into Half Life))

I didn’t really understand it, until I really started to look into the fandom, realizing him and Gordon were best friends, and how he practically missed Gordon for 20 years, holding onto crowbars and thinking about the beer he owed Gordon. This REALLY hit me, as I’m in an oddly similar situation.

^^^ The him))

My childhood best friend and I were pretty close, despite knowing each other for only 2 years. We got split up, but met again, but never got the chance to reconnect and actually chat. But throughout the years, I always bought lockets, and sometimes items with sunflowers. Lockets, because he and I were BIG Undertale fans back then (also FNaF and Pokemon), and our parting gifts were paper heart lockets. Sunflowers, because of flower symbolism (wishful thinking, happiness, etc etc) and the idea of “Summer.” We always did everything together, like paper crafts. Another funny thing is that, after finding him again recently, our dynamic is somewhat similar to Freehoun in a way. Me being the more chatty one, while he’s a little more silent. My problem is that I'd rather hear him talk, because he’s really everything I’d want to talk about (no homo 4 him pls I swear). It’s also funnier that he’s a science guy and works out, and is taller than me. It’s giving……. Gordon to Barney.

It’s also funny that a lot of the fanfics I’ve read and liked remind me a lot of us. One fanfic had Gordon and Barney have a conversation, talking about how they can’t “resume” where things left off. That reminds me about a thing he told me one night, about how we weren’t the same people we were in 2nd and 3rd grade, but truthfully I didn’t love him (platonically) for who we were, but for who he is. On the topic of fanfics, I’ve written my fair share (2), and they’re all vents about him in the form of Freehoun! Though, they aren’t technically romantic, they could be interpreted as romantic.

^^^ Old artwork I made based off of my fanfic "Never Again."))

And speaking about Freehoun, I’m actually not much of a “Freehouner.” Sure, it’s cute, but I think they’re just really cute friends. The things they’d do in Black Mesa, and the beer. The way Barney looks at Gordon, and how upset his face was when he had to part ways in Episode 1. Anyways, it took me 7 years to finally have him back (technically 2 + 5, but we didn’t get time to really chat, so I add the 2 years), and I told him “I’d wait another 7 years if it means I’d get to talk to you again” and I also did kinda write him a 2 page (platonic) Valentines Letter that he DID kinda print out cus it was a google doc. Letters are kind of our thing, because I always gave him letters back then when I had a way to send them (via people/connections).

Plus, Gordon is kinda fine...... And Barney's really cute. Like??? PLEASEEEE who decided to make two good looking best friends like tf? And can we PLEASE TALK about how sad Barney looked at the end of Episode 1???? Shit still has be crying.

[puddleorganism]

Hey so for your hs au, we're the kids always big dragon things or did they become dragon things at some point via wacky sburb shit? Love the designs they are so cool

Thank you so much!!

The au was inspired by some posts I saw (can’t find them now 😔) that were essentially just talking about how cruel SBURB is, and it got me thinkin a bit.

At this point I’d already had the idea “hey what if godtier let them turn into big monsters” because, and you may notice a theme here, I really like big monsters. There was no lore at all at that point. They literally just. Were big monsters. For fun!

But I got thinking about it more, and kind of came to this conclusion:

Godtiering steals your life, your very humanity from you. It makes you a god, by definition. What if that was very literal?

So the au is everyone starts out like normal, but once you godtier things start to get weird. It starts small, a single pair of wings (which, ironically they don’t actually use to fly. They could, but they still have their floaty godtier powers (and honestly there’s a whole lot of lore around THAT too)). The more you use your godtiering powers and the more time you spend as a god, the less you really… fit inside a human/troll/etc. shape, anymore, and the more your body starts to morph into something larger and grander. Something more befitting of those who have mastered the game.

And that’s basically it, that’s the only way this au diverges from canon. It’s essentially a re-skin of an au lmao

I will say the gods can return to a human shape, but only visually and it’s difficult. They sort of come to embody their aspects - literally - so if they can figure out a way to condense or conceal their aspect, they can in turn condense themselves to be something smaller. Like I said, it’s tricky though. It’s probably something they would’ve only figured out post-canon. That, and it’s something they have to consciously maintain. If they don’t, the rest of them starts to “bleed through” back into visible reality in weird ways. Since it’s all tailored to their aspect it looks different for each of them. I want to draw Dave bleeding through sometime because I have a really cool idea for what it would look like for him.

One last thing, more of a design note than anything. I actually… don’t really like their designs yet. Well, I guess it’s more that they’re not really what I want yet? I do like some of them (especially Dave’s, Dave might not need any revisions actually). While designing them I really want to model them after two concepts:

1. Illuminated manuscripts and heraldic beasts, because the classes are based off of medieval fantasy and I think it’d be sick to reference that.

2. Eldritch/cosmic horror, because that more than anything emphasizes that they don’t really belong in any one universe anymore, and also emphasizes their loss of mortality and thus, in a way, life.

I feel like most of them lean too far towards either one, and aren’t balanced between them like I want. Hence why I’m unsatisfied with them atm! I am very glad you like them though :)

[cookinary]

Werewolf Chai AU

Some people were curious so here’s what I got so far for this AU!

SPOILERS FOR HI-FI RUSH AND THE POST-GAME, PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK

So a few months after the post-game, the second SPECTRA computer gets plugged back in (probably by a clumsy bot or something)

AI Kale gets back online and starts plotting for revenge

He manages to get his hands on Chai (he either get some bots to kidnap Chai or he mind-controls him just enough to lead him where he wants)

Instead of simply using Chai to do his bidding, AI Kale decides to "upgrade" Chai

He turns him into a cybernetic werewolf like Roquefort

And cranks the mind-control up to 11

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In his wolf form, Chai still has his music player visible in his chest (it looks tiny tho)

His robot arm/paw is aesthetically different from his normal arm/paw

He can still summon his guitar but it's HUGE now

Instead of using the little grabby thingy as a base, he straight up uses a steel beam

Talk about heavy bass

AAAAYYYYYYYY

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In his human form, Chai does not look that different

But since he's full cyber/robot now, he has junction (? is that the correct word?) lines visible all over his body like Roquefort does

They glow orange/yellow tho!

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Anyway, AI Kale sends Chai to get rid of the gang

It takes a moment for everyone to realize that "Oh shit, that huge cyber wolf is actually our beloved moron"

They can't fight Chai head on (Chai is already crazy powerful, now imagine him with Roquefort's strength) so they decide to go and destroy the SPECTRA computer instead

They do that by leading wolf Chai down to the secret room

And tricking him into crashing into the computer, effectively destroying it for good and freeing Chai from the mind control

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Chai actually finds his new body and powers pretty fucking cool

This ends up with him becoming even more fearless and excited when it comes to dealing with enemies

Much to everyone's dismay

"Chai, this Kem-Ono is highly unstable, you should—"

"I'M GONNA HUG IT"

"CHAI—"

Some things are subject to change but I think this is a solid base so here you go

I don’t have art for it yet but I’ll try to doodle some concepts between school work and stuff!

[aroace-elgyem]

My ideas for a NPMD Pokémon AU:

Okay so I know I’m not the only one to do this (shoutout @brokecorviknight ) but I’ve had this idea kinda rattling around in my brain and had to write it down.

Pete would have a blipbug (it’s perfect, blipbug is like a Pokémon version of him). I rly like the idea that he doesn’t have any Pokémon (he’s just not rly that kinda guy, y’know?) until steph takes him out to catch his first Pokémon and they see a blipbug and she’s like ‘okay, you HAVE to catch that”.

Steph would have some kinda cool Pokémon. I’m settling on Scizor because I love drawing it and also I love the idea of them both having bug types <3

Ruth would have a Toedscool. It matches her mushroom sweater and also just kinda feels like a nerd Pokémon, y’know? Like it’s kind of a weird goober creature. I love toedscool (had one on my Violet team) so this is also just an excuse to draw more of it lol).

Ritchie I’m not actually totally set on, cause I wanted him to have a Pokémon that has kind of an ‘anime’ vibe but the only one I could really think of was lucario. Think about it, lucario has these aura attacks, it’s fighting type, and in smash bros it has that whole ‘gets stronger the more damage it takes’ which just oozes a shounen energy to me. Problem is, it feels too cool for Ritchie. Like, Ritchie’s Pokémon needs to be kinda toedscool tier in terms of coolness. Maybe it totally works in a ‘trying to hard’ kinda way, idk.

Okay so for Grace I’m gonna be totally transparent, this whole idea came up cause I saw fanart of what the characters teams would be and grace had 5 cute Mon and then a Yveltal. I love that concept, but I think Giratina works better cause it’s basically Pokémon Satan. She’d get Giratina post black book, before that her Pokémon would be Maushold, cause it’s cute, normal type, and it has this very family-values kinda energy (remember that bug that made it so it didn’t have an evolution animation and people memed the shit out of it cause like….what else does that imply if not sex??). Also the Pokédex says that the kids just sorta appear…which is hilarious and total feels like some shit grace would say.

Max has Gengar, it’s a kinda funny foreshadow/reference to him dying and I bet he uses his gengar to bully ppl/pull pranks.

I 100% wanna draw these at some point

[good-beans]

What do think of a Milgram next generation au? Like an AU where the prisoners (excluding amane) have kids?

Ooh, what an interesting concept! I've never thought of that before (besides crying over Mahiru’s dream family she mentioned lol) so this was real fun to think about >:) I’m assuming the Milgram events all occur, but somehow everyone makes it out and tries to move on with their lives as best as they can. It'd be really cool story of all these kids meeting up and slowly uncovering their parents trauma/secrets...

For a lighter tone, it could be a very cute “kid detectives meeting up and making a little club to talk about mysteries of the past with their weird pet rabbit :)” But of course you could keep the darker canon tone, and have these ordinary children from wildly different walks of life discovering the bloody secrets that have haunted their family.

Either way, it'd be cool to set it up the same way we’re discovering the crimes: the children get pieces of information here and there as their parents let things slip, they check a story from an old news site, they catch details here and there from the locals. The group tries to put all the pieces together with limited snapshots and comments. There are no judgements -- it definitely leans into the mystery/story elements.

I'm sure their time in Milgram would drastically change the original prisoners, so some of their children would be shocked to find out what their parents were doing back in the day... I think a few of them would move far away, or want nothing to do with the others, so it takes their children a bit of digging to track down the other kids like them. Even if their parents are enemies, the children can all get close over their unique situation. I'm also a sucker for siblings who aren't close to find a better relationship through discovering the family secrets.

For an even darker tone, though, the original prisoners could have been wrongfully released or escaped back into the real world -- so years later, Milgram collects the children into the prison to judge them instead (sins of the father and all that). Instead of extracting mvs from them, the child and warden are forced to watch their parents’ videos and are interrogated about that. In this case, there'd be a weird dynamic in which they're learning to hate their parents (for the cruel things they did or for being the reason they're currently imprisoned) while also working really hard to defend them to the warden so that their family is forgiven. Similarly, there's an interesting relationship between them and the warden: these new prisoners criticize their decisions while also working together to solve the details of the parents' crimes.

I don't have a ton of specific headcanons on the cast, but a few roles in the group I can picture:

Kazui becomes much more honest after everything -- his children end up with leader roles because they have the most information on milgram/his crime.

Alongside them, Kotoko's kid would take after her mannerisms and become a leader as well. Out of Fuuta, Mahiru, and Mikoto's kids, half of them don't mind their parents' conflicts, while the other half act like they should carry on that legacy. I don't think Kotoko's kid themself feels the need to carry on her work, but will definitely defend her actions no matter what.

Shidou’s child would be put in a really weird spot, hearing how much he mourned those that came before. Feeling like a replacement, or not living up to the idea of his previous family, they act just as melancholy as him. Yuno's child also has a strange survivors guilt sort of thing going on.

In a normal-world setting, Fuuta's kid is the one to track the others down and get in touch with them. (But they're just as hotheaded as he was at that age, so another member has to do the actual recruiting lol)

Mahiru tries to move on from the events of Milgram, so her child is the most shocked that their mother was involved in a death and trial like this.

I think there'd be a solid mix of kids who are exactly like their parents, and the complete opposite. I like the idea of Haruka’s kid becoming the friendly, talkative one who really brings the group together <3

[mister-ancunin]

pls tell me everything abt modern-professor!au viklix i heart them deeply

aaaa hi buck !! pulls up a color coded 200 million slide show presentation /j

I went a little overboard ദ്ദി(ᵕ—ᴗ—)

In this Modern!AU, Felix and Viktor both graduated from the University of Piltover at around the same age. Viktor studied in Engineering and Biotechnology while Felix studied in Engineering and Mathematics. Due to the partial overlap in interests, they met during University rather than after. 

The two of them took up respective roles at the University, where Viktor became the assistant dean to Heimerdinger and Felix took up a position as a department head. Teaching never occurred to either of them for a long while, not until Viktor started to ‘sit in’ on some of the lectures Heimerdinger himself taught.

I’m going to skip over the details purely because of how boring they are, but long story short, Viktor became one of the teaching staff. (Once Heimerdinger saw his very ridged academic schedule, he made the educated choice of extending an offer to Felix as well to counter it. Plus Felix was already very accustomed to the Engineering department due to his head position, so he could handle the additional role quite well.)

Because the two of them were once again in close proximity, Felix and Viktor simply picked up where they left off. They got a lot closer over time, turning into really good friends. At some point, they decided to move in with each other to avoid financial strain and because it seemed fun.

There was a period long after this move (approx 3 years now) that had Felix and Viktor questioning things. After living with each other for so long it was hard to tell if they were actually together or if this was still just something of convenience. (Honestly this is going to happen in every universe because they both suck at emotional communication. But I digress.)

It took the two of them some time before giving up and accepting the fact that this was clearly a relationship, one that they both enjoyed. They didn’t care to announce anything, since all their friends either already saw them as together or just assumed nothing had changed (since nothing really did besides their label). 

Now going back to what I said on my last Modern!AU post, I’m just gonna go more in depth.

Viktor’s classes required much more detail and overall structure due to how meticulous and specific they needed to be. It seemed to cause a bit of strain on his students, but he deemed it necessary. This made him quite infamous, and upperclassmen often warned the freshmen over his teaching styles.

Felix‘s classes were a lot more hands on, less use of textbooks and notes with more focus on actually experiencing what you’re doing. He normally worked along side the students and had his own fun during large projects, earning him a title as ‘the cool professor’. It was quite hard to find him in the classroom, mainly because he’s blending in with all his students. 

I decided to keep the aspects of Zaunites not having last names just because. The concept is very interesting. Anyways.

Viktor and Felix already don’t do anything ‘romantic’ in public unless it’s incredibly subtle (like brushing hands together, quick cheek kisses when no one’s looking, etc) so other staff and students believed they were simply coworkers.  

This also resulted in many students who were a part of Viktor’s curriculum often going to complain about him to Felix, since they both taught similar subjects. Bless my boy’s heart because he somehow managed to keep a straight face every single time. 

(Felix would also relay these complaints to his darling boyfriend. Viktor sometimes took them into account before adjusting his curriculum for the next quarter.)

The two of them were so stupidly lowkey about their relationship outside the house that nobody knew they were dating. That is, until a student walking to class saw Viktor coming to school with Felix. 

Felix was the first to be questioned, since he finds his students’ nosiness to be funny and is less scary than his beloved counterpart. He wasn’t too sure if Viktor wanted their relationship to be announced (they never fully talked about it) so he shrugged it off by saying they lived nearby and decided it would be cheaper—which wasn’t a lie.

Viktor was soon questioned as well since everyone knew Felix was full of shit—affectionately. He knew that Felix didn’t care if they were open about it or not, so he decided to shrug and say “Dating him for six years has its perks.”

He did start laughing at the shocked look on his students faces. 

Viklix’s relationship was one of those things that seemed so obvious that there was no way it was real. And yet here they were. Felix later confirmed this as well, leading many students who complained to him feeling immense embarrassment. 

Kind of unrelated but here are some other fun facts about viklix and their modern!AU:

⚙︎ Felix used to do his digital blueprints and art pieces on this really old iPad he had—not even able to remember how he got it in the first place. One winter his students had decided to collaborate and buy him a better one for Christmas (there were lots of happy tears)

⚙︎ Viktor eventually gave in and started wearing his glasses in class (BOTH of them, yes) after realizing it’s hard to teach with blurry vision 

⚙︎ Felix makes up a new story every year for how he lost his right arm. Viktor is obviously informed beforehand to back up these stupid stories

⚙︎ Viktor was the one who chose their shared apartment, and it’s very homey inside. Like you can tell it’s lived in and the residents are so happy with each other. He and Felix both aren’t too organized (“there’s a system!!!” and it’s a system only they can decipher), so you’ll see blueprints tossed around randomly, sticky notes all over the walls, and haphazardly stacked books with odd trinkets they’ve either bought or made. It’s just a a lot of wonderful chaos.

⚙︎ Felix saved up for a motorcycle since he was 16 and managed to buy one in his mid 20s (for reference he and Viktor are now mid/late 30s)!

⚙︎ Viktor does not wear his reading glasses or his day-to-day glasses outside of lectures/labs and being at home. He would rather die. (This isn’t different from their canon-compliant world but I just wanted to add it lmao) 

⚙︎ Sometimes Viklix co-teach lectures together if they’re working on similar units, much to Viktor’s students’ relief and Felix’s students’ dismay. 

⚙︎ Felix is on first name basis with all his students (due to the last name situation ). Viktor took a different approach and is only referred to as “Professor”.