#ts tangled au

[will-continue-livinglikeimtrying]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Big Hero 6 (2014), Tangled (2010), Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure (Cartoon), Varian and the Seven Kingdoms Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hiro Hamada & Varian (Disney), Hiro Hamada & Tadashi Hamada, Cass Hamada & Hiro Hamada, Cass Hamada & Hiro Hamada & Tadashi Hamada, Rapunzel & Varian (Disney), Eugene Fitzherbert | Flynn Rider & Varian, Hugo/Varian (Disney: Varian and the Seven Kingdoms), Honey Lemon/Go Go Tomago, Fred | Fredzilla & Wasabi-No Ginger & Hiro Hamada & Tadashi Hamada & Honey Lemon & Gogo Tomago, Wasabi-No Ginger/Tadashi Hamada, Eugene Fitzherbert | Flynn Rider & Rapunzel & Varian, Wasabi-No Ginger & Tadashi Hamada, Hiro Hamada & Original Character(s), Hiro Hamada/Original Character(s) Characters: Hiro Hamada, Tadashi Hamada, Cass Hamada, Wasabi-No Ginger, Honey Lemon (Big Hero 6), Fred | Fredzilla, Go Go Tomago, Varian (Disney), Rapunzel (Disney), Eugene Fitzherbert | Flynn Rider, Cassandra (Disney: Tangled), Lance Strongbow, Hugo (Disney: Varian and the Seven Kingdoms), Yong (Disney: Varian and the Seven Kingdoms), Nuru (Disney: Varian and the Seven Kingdoms), King Frederic of Corona (Disney), Queen Arianna of Corona (Disney), Quirin (Disney), Original Character(s) - Character, Tani Torrensa (OC) Additional Tags: Original Character(s), Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe, Drama & Romance, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Mentioned Nuru (Disney: Varian and the Seven Kingdoms), Mentioned Yong (Disney: Varian and the Seven Kingdoms), Mentioned Lance Strongbow, Mentioned Cassandra (Disney: Tangled), Government Conspiracy, Nerdiness, Adopted Sibling Relationship, Sibling Love, Platonic Relationships, Genderfluid Character, She/He/They Pronouns for Tani, He/They Pronouns for Hugo, Asexual Character, graysexual character, Bisexual Character, Gay Panic, Tani and Hugo are adopted siblings, Adopted by each other at least, Hiro and Tani have 'History' but like it's just petty beef, Varian is Bi-Panic incarnate but doesn't know it yet and thinks that's what loathing feels like, Everyone is basically a Nerd and really badass about it Summary:

Ever heard the saying "Two Sides of the Same Coin"? and wonder: 'What the heck does this have to do with coins?'

Well never mind that.

 When joining a new year long program childhood friends, Hiro and Varian, expected to have a good year together, but plans may just change with trouble hidden behind two very bitchy faces.

They already felt the growing headache for the year starting up.

In turn, joining a new Science program after moving from NYC to San Fransokyo was not at all how Hugo and Tani wanted to spend their time settling into their not-so-new home, but whatever the people want, whatever.

Doesn't mean they can't have a little fun while they're there.

[eomayas]

we could call it even • jww

pairing: idol!wonwoo x f!reader, exes au

genre: angst, suggestive intro

synopsis: this is the last you’ll be seeing of wonwoo. (inspo from tis the damn season by TS)

warnings: asshole wonwoo, heavy angst, unrequited love

a/n: idk why i felt so angsty today but this is what came out of it! reminder it’s all fiction; enjoy!

“you’re distracted,” wonwoo grunts out, dark eyes dropping to your face in accusation. how he noticed despite your hips moving in tandem with his, you’re not sure.

“no im not,” you lie, tangling a hand in his short hair. “keep going.”

wonwoo continues to thrust into you, head hanging down. you gently scratch at his scalp, dragging your hand through his hair down to his neck, and can’t help when your mind starts to drift again. this isn’t going to last beyond tonight, and then you’ll be tossed away, forgotten until another holiday rolls around and he remembers you exist.

“this isn’t working,” he grumbles, hips stopping. your eyes fly up to his face, landing upon an agitated expression adorning his face. you reach out for him, towards his cheek, but he ducks his head out of the way, and you feel your heart shatter into a million pieces. “if you didnt want to have sex tonight, you could have said that.”

“it’s not that, i just…” you trail off and look down at where he’s nestled inside of you. the sight doesn’t turn you on as much as you’d like, and obviously wonwoo senses that because he starts pulling out of you, a quiet sigh leaving his lips. “wonwoo, wait!” you reach for him, but he unsheathes himself from you and quickly gets off of your bed, seemingly putting miles of distance between the two of you.

“it’s fine, y/n,” he says in a tone that contradicts his statement, pulling on his boxers and jeans. you start to panic when he grabs his tshirt, and you quickly sit up and cover yourself with your sheets. he can’t leave yet, not until you get a chance to say your piece, until you get an answer.

“wonwoo,” you call, voice quiet to hide the anxiety bubbling in your stomach and chest.

“what?” his tone makes you cringe and makes you want to crawl under the sheets and hide. you gnaw on your bottom lip and watch as he shrugs on his tshirt, turning his back to you. wonwoo takes a breath and runs his hand through his hair. “what, y/n?” his voice is much softer, but the damage is already done.

you’ve annoyed him and you know it, but you can’t let him leave without having a proper conversation. “are you gonna call?” your voice is hoarse, hardly above a whisper, and you hate how pathetic you sound. and you hate how honest his answer is, after seconds of silence: “i don’t know.” not even a maybe.

your heart only crumbles more (if that’s even possible), and you slump against your pillows. “how long are we going to do this?”

another sigh leaves his mouth this time, and you’re sure you’ve really done him in. “i don’t know, y/n. how long do you want to keep doing this?”

“i don’t know.”

“what do you want from me?”

the problem with the question is that you know exactly what you want and need from him. but he can’t give you that, and the both of you know it. it’s why you stick to being his just for a few days out of the year, why you don’t ask much of him while he’s around. you take what you can get from him, even if it’s not enough in the grand scheme of things.

you look across the room at him and his face morphs from frustration into pain; pity. “you know i can’t be that for you,” hearing him say it out loud makes it more real, more true, and it makes you feel like falling apart more than you already do. “you deserve someone better, y/n, someone that can be that and more. but i can’t.”

“i know.”

you’ve always known it, since you were kids. and you figure that’s the problem; you and wonwoo dated for a little under two years as teenagers, and then he went off to be an idol, and you went off to college. you tried long distance, but it was short lived, the breakup happening in under two months. the first time you two interacted after that was during the winter holiday break. he called you first, telling you he was in town for awhile, and asked if he could see you. of course you said yes, thinking you two would rekindle the flame of your previous relationship. and it worked out while he was there; you two practically dated again for those few short weeks you two were home for the holidays, but somebody always has to leave first.

it was wonwoo again. you tried to be tough, for him, for you, but it killed you to watch him leave after having those weeks of bliss with each other. you knew it was never going to work out between you two again, never the way it had. and you knew that when he called you a few days after he left, you should’ve told him that you two were better off as friends. instead, you said nothing of the sort, and when it was your spring break he happened to have time off, and that’s where this little arrangement started. you stupidly agreed to it, knowing it killed you every time you saw him and knew you couldn’t have him the way that you wanted—but he always got you how he wanted.

“i’m gonna head out,” wonwoo says softly, running a hand through his hair and pushing himself off of the wall. stay, you want to scream, but you know better.

all you can do is sit helplessly on your bed and watch him as he quickly gathers his things and pulls on his jacket. your pulse quickens when he walks over to the bed, stopping short a few inches from you. he hovers and you close your eyes, bracing yourself for something. you expect a kiss on your cheek or forehead, but neither come and he instead plucks his phone from your nightstand. “i’ll, uh, see you around,” he says halfheartedly. you almost laugh out loud because you feel like you might cry.

wonwoo walks across the room to your bedroom door. he pulls it open and stops, glancing over in your direction. you meet his gaze with watery eyes, and the look he gives you is confirmation enough that this will be the last time you two will be in the same room for a long time. you know it’ll be for the best, but it hurts all the same.

he hangs his head and slips out of your bedroom without another word, quietly shutting your door. you listen as he walks through your apartment, holding your breath until you hear the front door open and close, the finale of the story of you two.

[everyl1ttleth1ng]

For reasons I will blame on a tweet that said “I just saw someone refer to TS and TK as ‘The English teacher and PE teacher getting it on’ AND I LOST MY MIND” and one of Taylor’s many amazing new songs on TTPD, “So High School,” it appears that I have joined the ranks of the psychos writing fanfiction about real people. We do AUs pretty well here on tumblr so, in this alternative universe of mine, the names, appearances and some elements of what is publicly known about these real people have been borrowed from actual reality and used to populate an entirely fictional story about teachers in a cross-discipline romance. Obvs I do not know any of my “actors” in real life and obvs this is not meant, in any way, to speculate about any of the named people’s actual lives. Also, some of my “actors” are just identified by their first names here but they are all played by real people in my head and you’ll probably pick ‘em if you’re even vaguely aware of actors, musicians and prominent figures across and around the NFL. And it’s set in the high school that Devi Vishwakumar goes to because, why not?

…

“She’s back,” announced Dalton, slumping into his chair and dropping his head dramatically onto his desk amid a tangle of whistles.

Pat chuckled. “Sorry dude, I was going to warn you but I never thought she’d agree to sub so soon after getting back into the country. Tammy must be desperate to cover classes. The poor girl’s probably still jet-lagged.”

“She doesn’t look jet-lagged,” muttered Dalton without lifting his head. “She looks like her perfect Disney Princess self, just more tanned from a year under the Spanish sun.”

“Dude,” said Pat, shaking his head. “Sometimes I wonder if PE is the right spot for you. You’re still young, it’s probably not too late to switch to something more dramatic.”

Travis looked from one colleague to the other. “What am I missing here?”

“Dalton has a crush,” said Pat. “It’s kind of endearing. She’s only a full decade older than he is and completely out of his league.”

“Shut up,” groaned Dalton.

“Knock, knock!” called a voice from the staff room doorway. “Paging Mr Travis Kelce.”

“English teachers?” said Travis, getting to his feet, his tone incredulous. “Are my eyes playing tricks on me or is that a pair of lost English teachers at our door? What are you two doing slumming it over on our side of the school?”

Dalton looked up in wide-eyed horror which quickly turned to relief when he saw which of the English teachers it was, or rather, wasn’t.

“Hey, Trav,” said Jack, accepting the embrace the bigger man offered with a grin and thumping him warmly on the back. “Em and I are worried we might have developed some kind of Stockholm Syndrome since our shared week on Grade Seven Camp. We really miss you, buddy.”

“Jack and all his pretentious poet friends are used to looking down on jocks. Now that he’s embroiled in a bromance with one, he’s finding it all very confusing.” Emma waited until Travis had released her from her hug before she added, “And we’re here to use you for your access to sports equipment.”

“Hurtful,” said Travis. “But it’s nice to have you guys visiting me in my staff room for a change. I kind of stick out like a sore thumb in yours.”

Jack snorted. “You know those old ladies love you.”

“They’ve started bringing in packets of those chocolate cookies you like just in case you pop by,” said Emma. “Better not leave them hanging, Trav.”

“Cookies, huh? Ok, I’ll be round tomorrow recess.”

“Nah, that won’t work,” said Emma. “Taylor swans in for thirty seconds this morning in a sleep-deprived haze-”

In the background Dalton surreptitiously lifted his head off the desk, the faint imprint of a whistle on his cheek.

“- mentions she watched Dead Poets Society on the plane ride home from Spain and suddenly they're all selecting extracts of poetry, dusting off an old gramophone and sending us over here to you lot to borrow some soccer balls.”

Travis looked from Jack to Emma with a bemused expression on his face. “Am I the idiot here if I have absolutely no idea what you two are talking about?”

“I know!” piped up Dalton. “Are you guys gonna recreate that scene with Robin Williams on the oval?” He nodded knowingly. “Iconic. I should tell Taylor I’m a fan too.”

Pat laughed. “Yeah, Dalton, you should. And maybe Taylor could come over while you watch the movie with your girlfriend. Remember her?”

Dalton glared at him then resignedly dropped his head back to the surface of his desk.

“Who’s Taylor?” asked Travis. “Is she another one of the old ladies with the cookies?”

Dalton scoffed dramatically, muffled though it was.

Pat cackled. “You okay there, Kinkaid?”

Emma pushed on Travis’ arm to get him moving. “C’mon, we’ve all gotta get to our homerooms eventually. We’ll explain while you take us to the soccer balls.”

…

“You are a lifesaver, my girl,” said Tammy, patting Taylor fondly on the arm. “I cannot thank you enough for coming in today.”

Taylor pushed her blonde hair out of her eyes and blinked sleepily. “What if I fall asleep on them? You don’t understand. I think it’s a real danger!”

Tammy laughed. “Hard to fall asleep in PE. Besides, you’re just there for the supervision ratio given that this is all of Grade 8 combined. Travis will have it all under control.”

“Travis?” asked Taylor. “Am I so tired that I’ve forgotten the name of a guy I’ve worked with for six years or is this someone new?”

Tammy looked up from her laptop in surprise. “Oooh, no, you wouldn’t have met Travis yet. He’s an old friend of Pat’s from college. Apparently they used to play football together. When Bill retired at the end of last year, Pat put in a call to his buddy and this place has not been the same since.”

Taylor nodded. “Ok, yes, this is sounding familiar. Britt did mention that some old friend of Pat’s had started at Sherman Oaks and that he was always at their place. I’m a bit worried he might have muscled into my spot at Friday Night Wine.”

Tammy considered her a moment. “So did you meet anyone in Spain? On your big single girl adventure?”

“I mean, I did.” Taylor shrugged. “He was nice, I guess, but nothing really came of it. We went our separate ways after a month or so. If I’d found the one, I might not have come home.” Taylor narrowed her eyes. “Hang on, why do you ask? What does this have to do with PE?”

Tammy patted her hand and handed her the class attendance papers. “You’ll see. Let’s go introduce you to Travis.”

“Okaaay,” said Taylor warily, as she followed Tammy dutifully out of her office. “You’re the boss, Mrs Reid. I’ll just grab a coffee and meet you there.”

…

The local school district’s baseball competition had half the PE staff out at a neighbouring school for most of the school day and long into the afternoon but Travis wasn’t worried, even in the face of all the Grade 8 PE classes combined. Tammy would find him a spare adult or two to stand around the edge of the gym and take care of supervision and he would get to teach more of his favourite unit - Grade 8 Dance. Last combined lesson they’d learned the Electric Slide and totally nailed it. Today he was gonna make the kids partner up and learn the Cha Cha. 

He plugged his phone into the sound system and cued up his playlist of Latin beats, cranking the volume as high as it would go, then headed over to unlock the gym doors and usher in the waiting students.

“Mr Kelce?” a familiar voice called from the gym entrance once the students had all shuffled in.

Travis turned to see the wife of his former football coach, now one of the Sherman Oaks deputy principals, waving to him. “Mrs Reid!” he boomed back, dancing his way over to her. “Come and cha cha with me. Let’s show these kids how it’s done.”

The older woman laughed and said, “Why not?” momentarily placing her ever-present sheaf of paperwork on a table near the door and giving him her hand.

The kids whooped and cheered as they watched Travis demonstrate how to be the perfect dance partner. He had particularly high hopes for these Grade 8 boys. They sorely needed a good example of how to treat other people, especially girls, and he hoped he could fill that role for them. The song playing came to an end and he spun Tammy out into the middle of the floor so they could both bow extravagantly, hamming it up for the student reaction.

“Let’s thank my extraordinary partner one more time,” Travis called. “Give it up for Mrs Reid!”

Tammy waved and curtsied then grinned at Travis and made her way toward her pile of papers and the door. 

“Ok, get yourself into the grid we learnt last week,” Travis instructed as he walked over to the sound system to cue up Shania Twain’s Man, I Feel Like a Woman. “We’re gonna warm up with a few rounds of the Electric Slide and I know that you guys are awesome at this so make sure to give it your own flair!”

He cued up a few songs to follow, mainly chosen to give the students a laugh. He chuckled to himself as he selected Vanilla Ice’s Ice Ice Baby and Kool and the Gang’s Get Down On It. 

Raising his eyes from his phone and looking over the heads of the line dancing students, he saw a statuesque blonde woman walk through the gym doors, a huge smile on her face as she took in their enthusiastic movement.

“Ms Swift?” cried out one of the girls. “You’re back!”

“Hi, Sophie!” she replied, waving as she made her way around the outside of the grid towards Travis. “Keep dancing! We’ll catch up later!”

Travis suddenly didn’t know what to do with his hands. He barely stopped himself from shoving his phone into the pocket of his shorts and disconnecting the cable to the sound system.

“Hi,” she said as she drew near, smiling broadly and holding out a hand to him. “I’m Taylor.”

“Travis,” he replied, taking her slender hand in his. “Nice to meet you.”

…

“Hey Trav,” said Jack, wearily looking up from the pile of papers he was grading. “Em’s around here somewhere if you’ve come to get the soccer balls back. Thanks for that by the way.”

Travis waved a hand. “No rush. Was it a success? Should I be worried I’m gonna lose half my football team to poetry or whatever?”

Emma’s head appeared over the top of the partition dividing their desks. “Not if their essays are anything to go by,” she said dryly, yanking off her massive headphones.

“Oh, hey, Em. Didn’t see you there.”

She gestured with the headphones. “That was kind of the idea. I was laying low. But then I remembered how much I hate marking and how much more fun it is talking to you.”

Travis grinned. “So, it seems you two left out a crucial piece of information when you were talking up your pal, Taylor, this morning.”

Both sets of tired eyes lit up.

“You’ve met her already?” asked Jack excitedly. “What did we leave out?”

Travis rubbed at the back of his neck, smiling shyly. “Neither of you told me she was gorgeous.”

Emma whooped. “I’m gonna get some of those cookies.”

Jack grinned, shoving his pile of papers aside and leaning back in his desk chair. “Tell us everything,” he said.

[stellawolfearts]

Aight it's been a long hit minute since I sent ya anything (hi hello bye the bye)

Top five favorite facts/bits of lore/ HCs (can be yours or others head canons) of nezha 😁

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ooooh top five facts/bits of lore/ HCs about Nezha. this is gonna be fun~

Powers

youd never guess. but when i first watched through LMK i didnt care for Nezha. not rlly. I always thought he was cool and had a nice design but I didnt really care much for him. But i ALWAYS thought his powers and abilitys were so cool. maybe its my bias for pink characters and powers (i also have a bias for blue) but when i needed a character to do some fighting in my fic i snatched Nezha. and ever since i started writing him i couldnt stop. So honestly i gotta put his cool lookin powers as #1 since its what initially hooked me onto his character. both canon and other power HC's i have.

2. His personality PSA: Im not saying any of this is canon. these are my headcanons.

I love canon Nezha dont get me wrong, but im a little biased to my headcanons. well- more then a little XP. I ADORE sassy traumatized fucked up little guys. LMK Nezha is already sassy as hell, as he should be. he's soooooo traumatized if you read into his mythology. and he's also so POWERFUL.

it's just something about characters who are mainly known for being powerful and unstoppable. a force to be reckoned with. but eventually it's revealed this 'unstopable persona' is actually just a mask they've built. They are no doubt very powerful. but one of the reasons people are so scared of them is bc they've built the reputation so no one hurts them anymore. Nearly always on the defensive and holding their emotions inside so thy don't get hurt anymore. But like we saw in the s3 special with MK can still be gentle and kind.

not only that, but needs that kind of kindness and acceptance in his life. Needs a family that will accept all aspects of him. The good and the bad.

TS Nezha is a hurt kid. Traumatized and honestly kinda lonely. Because there's very few people that know the real him. Even if he trusts other people, there's no guarantee that they will accept the real him without the mask he's created. Kin moment.

that and the fact its very easy to shove him into a found family.

also Autism representation in my HC's. I'm Autistic, and some of his traits are just me projecting my Autism onto him.

3. His white hair.

My favorite lore bit about Nezha is not something a lot of people know about him. In the translation of Investiture of the Gods I own it says he was born with white hair.

Chapter 12 - The birth of Nezha

However, as Yin had a strange dream one night, she suddenly gave birth to this strange child the following morning. With maidens rushing about saying that a demon was present in Yin's chambers, Li Jing immediately rushed forth into her room and cleaved in two a strange fleshy ball that rolled to and fro across the floor. Within the ball emerged a small young child with hair as white as snow with a gleaming golden bracelet on his right wrist.

I have implemented this in my Tangled Star AU but how is spoilers >:3

all im saying is TSNezha and TSMac have something in common~ but thats already saying too much >:3

4. His Design Theres a reason ive only minorly changed his design in my headcanons. Overall i ADORE it. Again im probably biased because of all the pink but I love characters like him. He's got some traditionaly feminine design choices. at least traditionally in the west (Pink, Long hair, the bottom of his armor looks like a skirt). It's very gender. and he's just cute overall. his design is so much fun to draw and my version is even more fun.

Honestly. The guys got my gender. Masc, but confident in wearing some feminine things. He just seems like the kind of guy who'd like wearing dresses and keeping his hair long, but still masc nonetheless. Breaking gender norms as he should.

5. His dynamics with other characters.

I love writing him interacting with other characters. He just clashes so well with the other characters when i write him in my AU's. both positively and negatively. I love writing him in angst, i love writing him in fluff. I just. love putting this guy into situations XD.

his relationship with his found family in tangled star is SO MUCH FUN to write. traumatized little guy who trusts no one but the people he's closest with. and even they are still getting him to open up.

thats...honestly the best way i can describe my top five things about nezha. its hard to explain why i like him and i was just tempted to write

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So be happy you got that much out of me. sorry it got so long but once i start ranting i cant stop. XD

[doodledoesthing3]

SUPER COOL SNEAK PEAKS OF THE CROSSOVER CHAPTER FOR MY FIC! This scene takes place in @monkiebois ‘s Tangled Star au!

Here we go!

1. “Hey there! Have you seen a black monkey? He’s this tall, clearly emo but we haven’t had the talk yet. His name is Macaque and also known as Liu’er Mihou for some odd reason.” Bei Da asked as the baby monkey stared at her in confusion.

The brown monkey began hissing at her, so in response the black haired girl hissed back. They were hissing at each other for a solid five minutes before a familiar voice was heard.

2. “How did you get in Ghonzhu’s garden?” He asked as he picked up Xiaohua.

“How did I get in who’s garden?” She asked back, not knowing who this ‘Ghonzhu’ was.

“Ghonzhu! Tieshan Ghonzhu? Are those ringing any bells for you?” The lotus prince questioned with an annoyed expression.

“Nope!” The child replied.

“Ugh… Princess Iron Fan?”

“PRINCESS IRON FAN?! THIS GARDEN BELONGS TO RED BITCH’S MOM?!” Bei Da loudly exclaimed in shock.

3. “You’re not Macaque. Where’s the real Macaque? Where’s my Macaque?” Bei Da asked as she glared at the monkey.

“Wha…I am Macaque! Who else is Macaque?!” The other version of Macaque exclaimed.

“ME, BITCH!”

Here’s a bonus sneak peak! Since my AU uses songs like there’s no tomorrow, here’s a parody of FNAF The Musical Night 4!

Macaque: Is it true? Are they here? Am I going mad?

TS! Macaque: One mistake's all it takes, and this may go bad!

Macaque: No one's there!

TS! Macaque: No one's there!

Macaque: No one's-

Nezha: Is somebody there?

TS! Macaque: Few more hours left for me to stall!

Bei Da: Why's that nerd sneaking down the hall?

TS! Macaque: No one's there!

Macaque: Someone's there!

TS! Macaque, Bei Da, & Macaque: Wish I could say, no one's/Someone's there!

Tang: Hey there!

Macaque & Bei Da: *scream*

Tang: Ok, good talk…

TS! Macaque: I'll fill the void with noise...just focus on me!

Macaque: Something's breathing out beyond the door!

Ghonzhu: Hey it's me, I swear we've met before!

Macaque: I don't care!

TS! Macaque: No one's there!

Nezha: Where'd Xiaohua go?

Tang: She’s in there!

TS! Macaque: Hurry guys, I think I'm losing ground!

Bei Da: Why's that closet making monkey sounds?!

Xiaohua jumps out of the closet as Macaque and Bei Da scream.

Ghonzhu: Please come help us!

Tang: Hat Kid has gone insane!

Xiaohua: *unintelligible baby monkey sounds*

Nezha: Does this help explain?

That’s all the sneak peaks I have for now! Kay byeeee!

[thetentaclecommander]

*crashes through the ceiling* Would you mind telling me about your OC Zeus? 💜

*the day has come to talk about this big maladjusted baby*

TL:DR version as his story spans over 10+ years of fanfic/rp and general AU content: Zeus is the brother (as in 'he' and his brother were created out of the same batch of NE-a parasites and placed inside T-103 clone Tyrants so saying they are related is a 'yes?') of Nemesis, the NE-T Tyrant that features in RE3. They were both 'borne' around the same time becoming middle brothers, Nem being created sibling no 2, and Zeus no 3 in order. They both were raised in a lab where their caretakers Simon Ghandon and Tracey Gamine groomed them to become battle ready. Tracey was kind and empathetic, Simon was...not. The labs were not kind to them in any way. Nem and Zeus are considered twins because of their being the near splitting image of each other and both were very close hence the purposeful names they were given. Zeus was the strongest of their 'pack' (there was 4 NE-Ts in total) but the soft hearted one; not the brightest but was supremely loyal to his brothers especially towards Nemesis. Zeus in particular due to the abusive world they lived in latched onto Nem heavily. As Ghandon's abuse of them all intensified, Nemesis grew very withdrawn developing intense anger issues, escalating until he took out his anger onto Zeus creating a toxic situation that ended with Zeus at some point 'dead'. This was revealed later to be not the case as Zeus returned many years later, mentally 'not quite right' anymore due to experimentation to keep him in control to Simon. Zeus is delusional, seeing the world through a child like lens with anyone not Father (Simon) or Nemesis as animals that he desires to eat out of a longing to be loved/cared for. As for Nemesis, Zeus both hates and loves him, wanting to punish him yet loves him very much in a romantic way, only understanding that what they 'had' was ""love"" (it was not it's codependency/latching on to what he knows, lets get that out of the way) and determined to have Nemesis all for himself even if he has to murder his sow and piglet (Jill and Sia). Zeus is a dangerously deluded and broken creature that has no leash since Ghandon's death and has no regard for human life, he just wants to be loved by Nemesis no matter the harm it would cause him. He talks with a tick in his voice where he can get out about 4 words a sentence, heals way slower and grasps human nuance even less than Nemesis does, and says things unaware they sound unsettlingly violent, childish and/or sexual in tone. Now add on to the fact that his strain of Tyrant are near impossible to kill, can take out special forces with ease and can infest people and you have a walking nightmare on your hands. Zeus is also thematically a foil for Nemesis, reflecting Nem's obsessive nature towards Jill and inability to see past his own need for love/intimacy to see he's hurting the target of said obsession. A lot of people in the AU intentionally are reflections/foils of others in this tangled, betentacled web. *As an aside this boy is such a barometer in how ppl react. It's either 'aww he's so fucking sad let me help him', 'I want to date and fix hims (somehow?)!' or 'he is problematic and mean bc incest' no in between lawl. Thanks for the ask!

[teardr0ppeddew]

i can’t draw animals but here’s this, also happy valentine’s day! 💞✨

TS tangled au || commissions

[twofacedbelief]

tangled au where deceit is rapunzel

whoever kidnapped him decided to just curse him instead of permanently imprison him; he can't remember not being cursed to have scales and eyes like a snake. which definitely helps the kidnapper's whole "i'm the only one that can love you" spiel.

deceit keeps his hair carefully braided, and will wrap it around his shoulders and cover it with a shawl when he goes out. he can sometimes be seen at the outskirts of town, wary of actually approaching anyone in case they'll see him and call him a monster. his freedom is incredibly bittersweet. he usually stays near his tower, tending to a garden and befriending the animals. the snakes likes him especially.

and then one morning someone is climbing into his tower, and once they wake up from being attacked, they call him beautiful.

[ajthedumbass]

Descendants AU

This is an AU I came up with as a (very) self-indulgent rp. I made moodboards for them and wanted to share them!

Sally Face Version

Ships:

Intruality (Patton x Remus)

Analogical (Logan x Virgil)

Roceit (Roman x Janus)

Remile (Remy x Emile)

Patton, Son of Belle and the Beast

Patton is son of Belle and the Beast, and the second prince in line behind his older brother Ben. He doesn’t mind, though, being second in line, he’d rather be a kind and loved prince than forced to make tough choices ruling Auradon. He always does his best to be good and honest, even when he makes a mistake.

Logan, Son of Drizzela Tremaine

Logan is the son of Drizzela Tremaine and grandson of Lady Tremaine. His interest in inventing and science are always punished and shoved aside in favor of sewing dresses for his mother and grandmother. He is a caring and protective brother of his little sister Dizzy, despite shutting off most of his emotions to practically everyone else.

Roman and Remus, Sons of the Queen of Hearts

Roman and Remus are the sons of the infamous Queen of Hearts. Roman inherited his mother’s regal and poised side, Remus got her deranged and brutal nature. Roman is very romantic and dramatic, dreaming of being an actor. Remus is happy getting high behind the school on the isle. While Remus wouldn’t mind being the one manning the guillotine, neither twin could say no to a nice afternoon beheading.

Janus, Son of Dr Facilier

Janus is the son of Dr Facilier. A cunning and deceptive young man, Janus has no problem taking advantage of his fathers “friends” to get a few extra bucks reading fortunes. He cares for his younger sister Celia and is more than willing to help her practice her own card reading skills.

Virgil, Son of Mother Gothel and Hades

Virgil is the son of Mother Gothel and Hades. As a boy, his fascination with the dead was always strange and unexplainable until he learned his father was the god of the underworld. He carries a strong resentment for both parents, one for abandoning him and the other for her abusive nature. He show interest in the occult and dark magic. He is currently unaware of his half-sister Mal.

Emile, Son of Rapunzel and Flynn Rider

Emile is the son of Rapunzel and Flynn Rider. His hair often grows quickly, causing him to cut it frequently, though he prefers to keep it shoulder length and up in a bun. He is a cartoon fanatic and likes to lend a hand or an ear to his friends.

Remy, Son of Sleepy

Remy is the son of the dwarf Sleepy. Sassy, fashionable, and a caffeine addict, the only thing in common with his father is his constant desire to nap. Remy’s always down to party, with nap or coffee breaks, of course.

[queer-and-colorful]

Am i the only one that thinks that patton would make the perfect Tangled rapunzel?

Ko-fi

[loganofthenorth]

Wrote chapter 1 of the Tangled AU! (Technically chapter two on there but chapter 1 was the introduction)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40020831/chapters/100611624

[thal-chandra]

[Reblogs/Shares greatly appreciated]

"Didn't see that coming !"

Yea so, hmmm.... About that Tangled AU 👉👈

Excuse me, but if you don't think that Virgil is a perfect Eugene and Roman a perfect Rapunzel, you're just wrong. (Jk, jk)

Just wanted to redraw that scene. And work a bit on backgrounds on my small sketch book.

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@lumelum

[sagesparrow394]

Tangled AU!

I’ve had this idea for a bit, but finally I have the fine points ironed out for who’s who, and made some heckin’ art! I was also inspired to make this AU by @nachosforfree’s Mother Knows Best Reprise animatic. If you haven’t seen it, I recommend you do!

Anyway, onto my AU! As usual with pics on Tumblr, click for better quality

We have Logan as Rapunzel and Remus as Eugene!

Roman as Maximus and Deceit as Pascal! (Though more snake than chameleon)

And finally Patton as Mother Gothel!

I don’t know who Virgil could be. If anyone has any ideas, that would be awesome!!

[attackthepinata]

Has anyone ever done a Roceit Tangled AU??

Like, idk what the casting would be besides:

Roman is Rapunzel

Janus is Flynn Ryder

Virgil is Maximus

Patton is Pascal (probably)

That’s as far as I’ve gotten in my head, but like if someone has done this before, can y’all point me in that direction, because I would like it very much. Or if hasn’t been done yet, can someone please do it??

[stellawolfearts]

This question is for your Tangled Star au! So how does Monkey King react when he sees Macaque again? (Like when MK becomes Wukong’s successor and stuff) Is it something like

“HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE????”

or

“MACAQUE, MY LONG LOST LOVER IT’S BEEN SO LONG SINCE I’VE SEEN YOU!”

Thank you for your time!

Well that is spoilers for the au and im pretty picky about what i talk about. But looking at what I've already shown in the au so far. Wukong knows Macaques alive. Macs been trying to kill him ever since he left the bull families sanctuary (reference ch16). He left ghonzhus care and then has been trying to kill swk.

So it wouldn't be "how are you alive?" More like. "What are you planning now?" Kinda vibes.

And...I'll say this. Once aws is over in ts we're not gonna skip to when mk becomes the monkie kid.

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Redson doesn't have the samadhi fire yet >:).

I wonder how that will play out.

Also when mk does become the monkey kid it'll be "MK IS YOUR KID?!?!?!?!??!?!"

Hehe I can't wait to write that.

[doodledoesthing3]

Writing the crossover for my fanfic and in the Tangled Star au, Macaque and TS! Macaque are arguing and calling each other names when they first meet each other.