#wild life experimentation au

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Shadows Settle On The Place You Left

A story of how two becomes one.

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Warning for: Major Character Death

This fic will include many things that go hand-in-hand with being a lab/experimentation AU, such as: mentions of blood and needles, experimentation (unethical), cruelty (in form of tests, limiting food intake, sleep deprivation, beatings, electrocution, etc.), hallucinations.

Inspired by: Take My Wallet by Jack Stauber

Title from: Youth by Daughter

The Project X AU belongs to @gtwscratch! Go check her out to learn more about this super cool AU- I’ve got a few more fics lined up for this idea… [rubs hands together like a scheming villain]. Also this was written really early on in the AU, so any new things Scratch has posted will not be reflected here (in later ones, yes).

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Everyday was the same. The walls never changed, remaining devoid of anything but violent, ghastly white. Following the same routine over and over, listening to the same horrific screaming and wailing echoing from deeper in the facility. The definition of insanity is doing something over and over again, in hopes of a different result, and by that definition, Impulse could call himself insane. Doing the same routine over and over, hoping for change, hoping for an escape, hoping for this clinical hell to be over. Trapped here in this room, chillingly empty without the presence of his cellmate- but hey, at least the beds had mattresses. Maybe if he focused on that, he could block out the pained screams of his cellmate coming from one of the labs.

Impulse stared at his hands, mesmerized and sickened by the swirling purple that traveled down his arms to his legs, twisting into and around scars. He could call himself lucky just as easily as he could call himself insane, but it felt horrifically unfair- yes, he was lucky, his new attributes could be easily hidden (they weren’t getting out of here. They’re trapped). If only he could stop hearing the sounds of his own wailing echoing and the sounds of the file roughly shaping his horns into sharp points, stop feeling phantom pains from restraints digging into him as he struggled and the panic felt as ghost needles stabbed into his arms. If only.

There were seventeen others trapped here with him, Impulse never quite learned what happened to one of them- Mumbo, a pale, lanky male with dark eyes and black hair, and a frankly glorious mustache- Mumbo and Scar had been dragged away one day for more testing, and only the latter had returned, trembling with haunted eyes, spattered with blood. Impulse wasn’t stupid, he knew what that meant. It had been months- or what Impulse thought was months, time was pointless when you didn’t have a clock- since Scar had talked again, but when he did, it lacked the cheerfulness they were all so used to. Their hope dwindled more after that.

One steady remainder of hope for Impulse was his cellmate, Skizz. The two of them were inseparable, fighting to keep some semblance of their identities and previous life. While it helped, it also became their weakness; if a scientist wanted something from Impulse or Skizz, all they had to do was threaten the other. When they couldn’t sleep, whether from the horrors of the day or fear of the other disappearing, Skizz would tell stories- weird, wacky stories that were a welcome distraction. One of Impulse’s favorites was the story of a giraffe lifting weights, it was so outlandish it had made Impulse forget the agony he was in from that particular test, laughing so hard his stomach hurt instead.

Impulse noticed early on that the scientists didn’t like Skizz. They were rougher with him- not that they were gentle Impulse or the others- dragging him behind, laughing as Skizz struggled to stand and follow- a failure, that’s what they called him. All Impulse could do was watch as his best friend returned each day with more and more injuries- deep bruises and lacerations and scars that added to the collection already decorating his body. They even started to lessen the amount of food Skizz was allowed, even when the amount they had regularly was too little, but Impulse happily shared his own with him. And even while suffering through all these extra tests, Skizz never showed signs of his powers manifesting- so in retaliation to their own failure, the scientists got crueler. Void, Impulse hated the sleep experiments the most, where Skizz would become so sleep-deprived he began to hallucinate and stare through Impulse, mumbling about how the Boogeyman was after him, a haunting purple in his peripheral, always just out of sight, refusing to leave Skizz alone until his blood was spilled.

Days had passed, from what Impulse could gather, and there was still no return of Skizz. An uneasy feeling was eating at him, usually people returned after a while, but his best friend was still missing. He could feel his mind drift to Mumbo, how it was unknown what had happened to the man. Impulse could piece things together easily- Scar’s haunted look, the blood, oh void, the blood- and the picture was not pretty. With no way of getting information, he would rather not be shocked for speaking out of turn to a scientist, Impulse went through his routine. Day after day, hour after hour, rinsing and repeating over and over. There was one small hiccup in his routine; none of them had been taken away for more tests. While not unusual, having a quiet period so soon after the previous one made his skin crawl. And the screams. No longer did they echo down the halls. All that filled them was an eerie quiet, interrupted only by the murmuring of the other patients as they were allowed to move about their designated common room.

No matter how early Impulse’s powers had appeared, he still couldn’t quite grasp them in full- teleportation was simple, so was the swapping, but that was all done when he could see. They wanted him to teleport to a place he couldn’t. When the test was demanded of him, Impulse was blindfolded with a thick wrapping of gauze, leaving him unaware and jumpy. Then there was the cold, sharp prod of something, something very clearly meant to hurt, coupled with a faint buzzing- every muscle in his body failed to keep him upright, he had collapsed in a panicked heap, tearing at the gauze and yelping when electricity coursed through him. What did they want from them? Was this entertainment?

The clank of a dish being set in front of him brought him back to the present, the grim memories leaving a sour taste in the back of his mouth. Humming in thanks at Scott, who gave Impulse a wobbly smile in return, like he had forgotten how to do so. Impulse dug into the bland oatmeal- if it could even be called that, lip lifting in a light sneer at the slop. A reaction that would normally be met with a snicker, yet the seat next to him was painfully cold, devoid of its occupant who had been unseen for probably what had been days, if not weeks.

An angry shout from a scientist sent Impulse into a panic, forcing him to drop his spoon with a clatter as he slipped under the table, watching as the others made themselves similarly sparse. Another voice joined, and no matter how hard Impulse strained he couldn’t hear the conversation. A sharp intake of breath snapped his attention to the table next to him, where one of the blondes- Martyn, he reminded himself- was hiding under, hands clenched over his ears. Martyn. Martyn could hear them. Impulse felt an unsettling chill creep up his spine as he watched horror slowly creep over the blonde’s face, and when his tears started to flow over, Impulse’s own nearly did too. Time seemed to freeze as haunted blue eyes locked with frightened brown, lips forming two simple words; I’m sorry, before Martyn curled in tighter on himself. Impulse was left to stare at the other’s shaking form, mind frozen as he processed the words. I’m sorry. He looked back at Martyn. The blonde’s lips were moving, repeating a phrase that Impulse couldn’t quite place. Martyn looked ill, as he rocked there under that table, hands that were once muffling his hearing now grabbing at his hair.

As the voices disappeared, Impulse shifted, starting to maneuver himself out from under the table- he only had so much time to eat- until a weight crashed into him. Taken by surprise, he tipped sideways out from under the table, narrowly missing one of the chairs with his head. On top of him was Martyn, and Impulse raised an inquisitive eyebrow, only to be met with a sob. There were words falling from the other’s lips, but even this close, Impulse couldn’t hear them. Martyn shuddered, fisting the fabric of Impulse’s gown tighter, before inhaling and exhaling, bringing himself from the brink of hyperventilating. Pained blue stared into brown, eyes telling a melancholy tale.

“Skizz is dead.” Martyn declared, in the smallest, most defeated voice Impulse had ever heard from the other.

What.

“What?” Impulse could hear how his own voice was so small, breathy with disbelief. Skizz was dead? His best friend was dead?

“They said he was a failure, too weak to handle the tests,” the grip on his gown loosened, “they wanted to give him wings, but his body couldn’t handle it.”

Murmuring rose from the other patients that had gathered, all in various stages of grief and disbelief. Impulse was frozen on the floor, eyes wide as he stared at Martyn. Skizz is dead. The words kept repeating in his mind, a mantra that infected his brain. His best friend couldn’t be dead. He wasn’t. He wasn’t. Impulse felt all sorts of conflicted, experiencing every emotion in the book and then some, all because of three simple words; Skizz is dead. The following information that Martyn poured out finally made its way into his brain- his body couldn’t handle it. Skizz is dead.

The world around him shattered.

“Is he… he’s gone?” The tile beneath Impulse felt colder than it ever had. Colder than the metal of the examination table. Colder than the scientists. Even his heart felt cold, frozen, even, as Impulse felt his heart shatter.

“He’s really gone?” Above him, Martyn nodded, and Impulse broke. The world around him disappeared as static and ringing sounded in his ears, drowning out the noise of his own sobs. Never again would he see Skizz, because Skizz was gone. His best friend was gone, and Impulse never got to say goodbye. And didn’t that sting? Didn’t that just twist the knife that had already cut his heart into ribbons? Impulse would never hear that infectious positivity and optimism, even in the face of horrific experimentation, because the scientists had taken it- had taken him away from Impulse. They called Skizz a failure, telling him he was too weak, and those were probably the last things Skizz heard, alone on a cold operating table- nothing but biting, burning remarks. So lost in his thoughts, he hadn’t noticed Martyn roll off of him, or being helped up and guided to his cell. His empty, empty cell. One that would never be full again. And you know what they say about one; it’s the loneliest number you’ll ever know.

[gtwscratch]

I JUST HAD A REALLY COOL IDEA FOR AN AU BASED ON THE NEW WILD LIFE EPISODE. HEAVY(?) ANGST UP AHEAD AND ALSO SPOILERS TO SESSION 7 SO BE WARNED!

LIFE SERIES MEMBERS BUT THEY GOT THEIR POWERS FROM LAB EXPERIMENTATION!!!!!

Okay I'm switching to lowercase so I'm not just screaming at you guys haha

[EDIT] Guess who’s fully elaborating on this AU with Subject files and a fic? :3

Project X Master Post

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Imagine Martyn curled up in the corner of his cell, covering his ears bc he doesn't know how to block things out and everything is so loud.

Imagine Scott transforming from an aquatic creature back to his regular form, but he still has gills, and he panics when he can't breathe.

Imagine Jimmy turning in invisible for the first time and not knowing how to turn back, and he thinks he's stuck that way forever.

Imagine Ren transforming the first few times, but there's always something off about him. He looks eerie, like something from uncanny valley.

Imagine Scar not knowing his own strength and jokingly punching Mumbo, only to send him flying into the wall and causing his death.

Imagine Cleo trying so hard to get Mumbo and Skizz to act the way that they used to when she summons them, but it's never truly them. Something is always wrong.

Imagine BigB being terrified when he summons the creaking for the first time, not realizing they're on his side and thinking they'll attack him.

Imagine Gem astral projecting as an escapism, talking to Mumbo and Skizz and "leaving" the facility, but she can't truly leave.

Imagine Impulse and Tango nearly getting to escape with their powers, their friends cheering them on from inside their cells, and just when they're in the clear, Impulse gets tranquilized and falls unconscious. Tango can't bare to leave his buddy behind. They both get collars that block their abilities and heavy monitoring after that stunt.

Lizzie feels bad about her power. She's tried to escape as well, but when she realized the blindness affected her friends, it freaked her out so much that security was able to catch up to her and take her back to her cell.

Imagine Bdubs sleeping diligently through every night and dealing with nightmares of the hell they've all been put through so his friends don't.

Imagine Pearl wishing she could fly out in the open air, desperate for that kind of freedom that she knows she will never have.

Imagine Etho trying to bring down his mace to pretend to hit Bdubs, and when he move to the side to dodge, it actually puts him in the way of Etho's strike. The absolute terror that fills Etho is so bad that he never jokes like that again, even if it barely hurt him.

Imagine Joel looking around and analyzing the rooms, thinking of how he could scale the walls with his ability to escape through an air vent, but he can never bring himself to do it because he refuses to leave Lizzie.

Imagine Grian being physically and emotionally strained trying to learn everyone's powers and how to properly use them, wishing he just had one of his own instead.

Imagine Skizz and Mumbo both dying (Skizz due to the intense tests and Mumbo due to the effects the testing had on Scar) before they had a chance to gain powers of their own. Don't imagine those powers being just what the group needs to escape.

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I think I might write each of these as a one shot. That would certainly be a LOT of fun :) lmk what you guys think please!

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Time Travel is Kind of Messed Up, Actually…

Short Bad Batch AU one-shot featuring Wild Strawberry Cookie. Word Count: 1,920

When Wild Strawberry was first spat out into this timeline, her only concern was to lie low. The TBD no doubt would be attempting to track down all the members of Twizzly Gummy’s crew. Even with the group officially disbanded, there was no way the TBD would just let them go. No, they’d broken whatever nonsensical laws those cookies had decided to impose on the natural chaos of the timelines, and now Twizzly Gummy and the rest of her crew had to pay, Wild Strawberry included.

So she kept her head down, stayed quiet, and stayed out of trouble. (For the most part. After all, a girl’s gotta eat, and she was low on funds as is. So a few vendors would find their stock a bit smaller than they last remembered it being.) Unlike the other members of Twizzly’s crew, Wild Strawberry Cookie had something the others distinctly lacked: patience. And it was this skill she used in spades as she scoped out any and all information she could gather about the timeline she’d found herself stranded in.

The good news, there didn’t seem to be any indication of a TBD agent asking around about weird cookies and rifts. The bad news, Wild Strawberry Cookie had found herself in a castle owned by a Witch whom all the castle residents feared.

Kind of okay news, she had found a couple of cookies to help her get the hell out of there.

She wasn’t quite sure what to think of the pair at first. A wizard mad with power and a zombie hellbent on revenge. She kind of recognized their faces from her time-hopping adventures, but these two were distinctly… different than the iterations she had only caught glimpses of. They were missing something, but what?

It wasn’t until much later, when they had gotten a bit closer as a unit, did Wild Strawberry realize what it was they were missing.

Her. Or, at least, this timeline’s version of her. In all the other timelines she had seen them in, one of her counterparts seemed to be nearby. It was like the three of them were destined to at least meet each other in some way or another, even if they didn’t wind up traveling together.

The night Wild Strawberry came to realize this, anxiety churned in her gut. After all, if there were two instances of the same cookie running around in one timeline, then that would absolutely come up on the TBD’s radar.

And yet… There was a distinct lack of agents knocking on her door and ripping her away from her new friends cohorts and the life they had begun to make for themselves.

The implications left her unnerved and distracted. The idea that she might be nothing more than a replacement made anger boil in her dough.

So she did what she always did when she started feeling wound up; she took her frustrations out in the training room. It was the middle of the night, she couldn’t sleep, so she hauled her ass out of bed, set up a punch bag, and started going to town on it.

With every solid ‘fwak!’ of her fist the more angry she got.

Because it wasn’t fair.

‘Fwak!’

It wasn’t fair that the TBD could decide to rip her away from everything simply because she didn’t belong here.

‘Fwak!’

It wasn’t fair that she was already dealing with an insecurity of being a fake cookie due to having artificial ingredients, and now she has to deal with the insecurity of not even being this timeline’s real Strawberry.

‘BANG!’

Wild Strawberry jumped a bit as the punching bag went flying across the room and hit the far wall, the sand inside spilled everywhere. Oh. She broke it. Whoops…

The girl experimentally opened and closed her fists, only just now realizing how sore they felt. She guessed she was a lot more zoned out than she thought, she hadn’t felt anything. With a resigned sigh knowing she was probably going to have to clean that up later, but not wanting to do it right away, Wild Strawberry turned to go fetch another punching bag.

Only to pause when she noticed someone over by the door.

“Can’t sleep?” Gingerbrave called over from where he was leaning against the wall.

“... No.” Wild Strawberry forced herself to look away and head over to the closet where the spare equipment was kept. After she hauled the oversized punching bag over to the ceiling hook and set it up, she got ready to start venting her frustrations yet again.

But as she wound up for her first punch, she stopped when she heard a sigh.

“Okay, Ber’, what’s wrong?” Gingerbrave asked with a deep frown on his face as he came to stand beside the punching bag. Wild Strawberry pointedly did not meet his eyes.

“Nothing.” Was her clipped reply as she threw a punch, hitting the bag with a significantly weaker ‘slap!’. Gingerbrave quirked a brow at her and let her get a few more punches in. Her form, usually perfect, was off. She was distracted. Definitely not okay.

“Then how come you’re not in your room grinding away on your games?” Gingerbrave pressed. “It’s almost midnight. You never come in here this late to train. So what gives?”

“Maybe I just wanted to switch things up for once.” Wild Strawberry growled, a much harder punch made the bag swing further on the hook.

“Or maybe you’ve decided to take out whatever’s bugging you on the gym equipment.” Gingerbrave gave her an unimpressed look. “Though, this is our last punching bag. So if you break this one, you’re gonna be out of luck.”

‘Slap! Fwak! THUD!’

“FINE!” Strawberry snapped, knowing that if she didn’t satisfy him he was just going to keep annoying her about it. She spun sharply to meet his gaze, fists clenched at her sides. “Fine, you want to know what’s been eating at me so badly? I’m not fucking real!”

Gingerbrave’s face screwed up in confusion. He looked her up and down, and then reached out a hand to poke her in the shoulder. “I dunno, you feel pretty real to me.”

“Not like THAT!” She facepalmed, biting the inside of her cheek. “I’m not the real Strawberry Cookie! I was never meant to exist in this timeline! We were never supposed to have even met!”

Now the boy had at least the decency to look surprised. Of course, he and Wizard knew of her time-criminal status. She made no secret of her origins in that regard. However, this was the first he had ever heard her have a crisis about it. He had never even considered the possibility of there being two Strawberry Cookies running around.

There was a beat of silence as Gingerbrave processed what exactly it was his friend was feeling. It was long enough for Wild Strawberry’s frustration to simmer enough for her to turn back to the punching bag and start throwing hands again at a far less enthusiastic pace.

‘Thap! Fwak! Slap!’

“Okay…” Gingerbrave finally said, slowly nodding his head. “So, there are two Strawberry Cookies now, why does that bother you?”

“It doesn’t.” She bit out as she threw another punch. “I’ve seen a lot of other me’s. What’s bothering me is there isn’t two Strawberry Cookies in this timeline.”

“But you just said…” Gingerbrave scratched at some of his stitches, feeling even more confused. Every time he thought he got this weird timetravel stuff down, it just got confusing again…

“There was a Strawberry at one point, but she’s most likely long dead.” Wild Strawberry paused, once again flexing her fingers and knowing they were going to be aching like hell in the morning. “And I’m just a shoddy replacement.”

Gingerbrave literally pouted at her as if she had just said some sort of terrible insult. “Now hold on just a second, you are not shoddy! You’re like, one of the coolest cookies I know!” When Wild Strawberry rolled her eyes, the boy threw his arms out to the side. “I’m serious!”

“That’s nice and all, but doesn’t change the fact that I literally don’t belong here.” She pointed out, which made Gingerbrave laugh.

“And you think I do?! Look at me! I was made in this timeline and everyone treats me like a monster.” His expression turned into something a bit more reserved as he continued. “Who cares about who comes from where and when? The only place you belong is right here with me and Wizard.”

“But the real Strawberry–” She was cut off by Gingerbrave putting a hand on her shoulder.

“Doesn’t matter,” Gingerbrave’s frown morphed into that cheeky shark-toothed grin she knew all too well by this point. “That Strawberry wasn’t there when Wizard and I needed help busting out of the Castle. That Strawberry doesn’t have our backs against those two-bit Heroes. That Strawberry isn’t here to help me find my head every time I lose it!” He laughed at the last part. “That was all you! So even if you weren’t born in this timeline, you’re still our Strawberry Cookie. And if those TBD losers you told us about try to come and get you, then they’ll have to get through Wizard and I first. Got it?”

She stared at him for a long moment, unfortunately her hood hid most of her expression but Gingerbrave was sure he saw her eyes widen a fraction.

The tenseness melted from her shoulders, and she looked off to the side with a small, “Have it your way.” Despite the less than stellar reaction, Gingerbrave could tell she was feeling a lot better.

“Great!” He threw an arm around her shoulders and began to steer her toward the door. “Then how’s about me and you head over to the game room and you can kick my ass in that fighting game you love to play so much! I think I’m getting better with my main!”

“Your main is literally F-Tier.” Wild Strawberry pointed out, not bothering to fight him as he dragged her out of the training room.

“But tonight he’s gonna be A!” The statement got a rare chuckle out of her, and Gingerbrave smiled in victory. It didn’t matter if she wasn’t originally a part of their timeline, she was here now and she was here when it mattered. That’s all Gingerbrave could ever ask for in a friend.

“Hey, actually…” Gingerbrave mused aloud. “Does this mean we’re friends in every timeline?”

Wild Strawberry blinked at the sudden change in topic. “...It looked like that in all the timelines I saw.”

Gingerbrave’s smile widened. “Awesome! Then, yeah, that definitely proves you belong here with us! No doubt about it!”

There was a lot of technicalities and actual facts that Gingerbrave was glossing over, but that tiny part of Strawberry’s mind that so badly yearned for the kind of life she saw her counterparts having clung to it like a lifeline. The comforting assurance that she wasn’t just a poor replacement and was instead meant to be here, fell over her like a warm blanket.

“... Gingerbrave?” She whispered softly, making the boy pause.

“Yeah?”

“Thanks.” She didn’t meet his eyes, but she could tell he was happy.

She might not have been the “real” Strawberry Cookie, but she was Gingerbrave and Wizard’s very real friend.

[urautismdiagnosis-wistie]

Dashi Design (and her lore for my au)

DASHIIIIIII she has my life eeee

Dashi is my go getter queen, also the headshot of her is her correct hair texture its just that the total body art is a bit older but yeh :>

Dashi lore for my au under the cut

ONTO THE LORE FOR DASHI IN MY AU 🎉🎉🎉

First of all, let's take a little look at her interests- surfing, photography, going out to cave dive for those photos-

And she does all of this stuff, that alot of people might only do as hobbies, to the max!

Whenever she has any interest she always goes as high as she possibly can-

Her family is kinda rich, like "we have rich person hobbies and have expensive vacations every year 💅" kind of rich. Hence why she was able to get so much support for all her interests at a young age, whether it be surfing or photography competitions and so on.

Anyways she's also got an older brother, (I've named him Dan btw) and he's the eldest

See the thing about him and dashi is that they used to be super close as kids yk? He was the oldest sibgling and big brother and both he and dashi were both similar in alot of ways! They were both super competitive and determined to reach their goals, he also was the one who got her into surfing and taught her a ton of stuff!

They were close kinda like how dashi and koshi are...

The thing is though a big part of his identity was being the golden child and amazing big brother and perfect high achiever son, so when dashi started getting older and developing her like.. whole seperate interests and identity that her brother...

Well they started clashing alot, because well she couldn't play the "little sister" that he could teach so everyone could admire how amazing he was, instead she was having her own achievements that he couldn't have any credit in.

He was the kind of older brother who... well choose to be kinda patronizing to make themselves more masculine and popular... and at a certain point it went from "aw big brother helping teach his lil sister!" To " ur actually talking down on me and I hate that, and whenever i try to bring it up you act like I'm a 5 year old when I'm not. Also I dont need ur bad advice on this, I know what I'm doing and ur just acting like a pro in something u don't know anything about"

Alot of his identity and self worth comes from bragging about *his* achievements

The undermining of her own achievements didn't even just come from him either, alot of her passions and skills were just seen as hobbies for fun and not real jobs. Its why she ended up as primarily a computer specialist, she worked as a meteorologist actually! She would use those advanced machines and systems to track and decipher weather, and even was a co-pilot for the weather researchers... but her parents just kinda saw it as her just "being a weather girl"

Her parents are genuinely very kind and caring, nuturing her interests and always trying to be there for her emotional needs but, but they're very out of touch. The type of people to just... not understand why saying a certain phrase *actually is kinda specist* or *why photography actually matters to helping climate change* or *hey actually you can't just try to feed wild animals food even if they act cute cuz it'll hurt them and no it actually IS really bad for a variety of reasons and-*

That sorta thing...

They do genuinely love and try to support her tho, they just... wanted her to get a real job so she could have a good life :/ they're genuie ly nice folks who love to help people out tho

Regardless though,dashi still wanted to fulfill her passions and dreams and needs,and then she learned about the octonauts

at the time thr octonauts were a VERY experimental and risky organization, but she did research and genuinely believed and wanted to be part of what could possibly be a revolutionary organization for rescue, research, exploration, and conservation-

So she applied in secret.

The thing is though, Dan had found out. Their relationship at the time was strained at best but they were still siblings. But then he snitched.

her parents. Freaked. Out

To say they were concerned about their daughter going out to just- possibly- "die in the middle of the ocean!" Or "be stuck and trapped with strangers in the middle of the ocean!" Or "struggle to ever settle down because you're in the middle of the ocean!" Or "get stranded on an island in the middle of the ocean!" Or "get eaten by a whale and cry because u weren't ever able to get back with ur ex u sarcastically said ud get back with because we kept talking about how amazing he was and how we thought ud get married and how sad that made us and then you'd die in a whale in the middle of the ocean!" Or whatever 🙄

Like girl did get swallowed by a whale but it was chill yall need to calm down 💅 like so what if siphonphores tried to eat her once or if the octopods crashed or nearly crashed several times? Like she handled it yall need to have some faith in ur daughter smh

Anyways needless to say they made the process SO HARD esp since Dan STOLE HER LAPTOP WITH HER FILES because he was "woRriEd foR hIs baby SiStEr trYiNg tO ruuN AwAy🥺🥺🥺" She is a grown woman btw and a highly renowned professional in her career.

anyways she managed to join thr octonauts anyways and her parents did chill at least half a year later once they realized she wasn't gonna die in the ocean and that she was fine not "settling down" for a while, they still DONT understand it but like they were just worried their daughter was going crazy and running away (THANKS FOR ADDING A BUNCH OF DRAMATIC LIES TO CHANGE THE STORY DAN)

Anyways she and Dan don't talk anymore, if u ask either of them about it "they just drifted apart", koshi doesn't really know what all the drama that happened was tbh :/ she just remembered them fighting over a laptop and figures they never really got along 😐👍

Anyways dashi makes it a point to never make koshi feel the way dan made her feel

Also dan ended up becoming a lawyer for businesses if u were interested :/

Dashis parents sound pretty bad here and they def aren't perfect, but they're usually just uninformed and they genuinely do have a "we should help everyone in our community ^v^ " mindset and taught dashi alot about self confidence and etc

If u made it this far then congrats!

Btw she didn't start out as a scientist when she joined the octonauts,its actually something that she added to her skillsets and shellington supported her thru it

I'll have to make a dashington post soon lol and also tall about her relationships with the rest of the octonauts crew

She and peso were the last two octonauts to join

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Parallels that make me feral ~ Jayvik & Timebomb edition

(This post focuses on 2x07 because there are plenty of other parallels between these four characters in various combinations and iterations of themselves, but I just rewatched 2x07 and have a lot to say about this episode specifically.)

● AU Ekko doodles AU Powder, his lab and romantic partner, in his journal & Jayce doodles Viktor in his.

● AU Powder and AU Ekko work together to participate in the Innovators Competition & JayVik reminisce about their time at the same Competition in 1x09

● AU Powder offers her help to Ekko (and Heimerdinger) in their experimentation to build the anomaly & Viktor offers his help to Jayce to make Hextech in 1x02

● Ekko falls in love with AU Powder (and, by extension, with Powder/Jinx of his own timeline) while working with her & Jayce falls in love with Viktor while working with him (as we know, this happens in every timeline but this, since they're 💀💀 in this AU)

● Together, Ekko and AU Powder build the reversed anomaly & together, JayVik built (and are) the original anomaly (more on that in my Jayvik meta)

● "Can we just pretend like it's the first time?"

Ekko asks this before AU Powder kisses him because it's the first time for him, while it isn't for her (since AU Ekko and Powder were already together). Then the scene cuts to Jayce arriving at the top of the Hexgate tower, where another version of Viktor awaits. This is Jayce’s first time—seeing Mage Viktor’s face, realizing they’re in a loop of their own making, and experiencing it all—while it isn’t for Mage Viktor.

It’s a brilliant foreshadowing of the final JayVik revelation in 2x09, while also paralleling Jayce—who has finally reached his partner of another timeline, standing in what feels like an oasis of peace, separate and protected from the storm raging below—and Ekko, who finds his partner of another timeline in the oasis of peace that is the AU timeline.

● Ekko leaves AU Powder to return to his own timeline, leaving her with the AU version of himself & Jayce leaves Mage Viktor to return to his own timeline, leaving him with the original version of himself (again, see JayVik meta)

I kept this one for last because, so far, the character mirroring has been Ekko/Jayce and Powder/Viktor, but as I said earlier, there are many different parallels and combinations. This is relevant to this episode so I had to include it:

● Ekko gives the necklace to AU Powder & Mage Viktor gives the rune(s) to Jayce.

While Jayce always keeps the rune on himself for his entire life and makes Viktor his whole raison d'être, Powder places the necklace in her drawer alongside the Hextech crystals she has kept—a memento of "what could have been".

I've seen people interpret this scene as suggesting that Powder might become the future inventor of Hextech in this timeline because of Ekko’s influence, but I strongly disagree. She says it herself: "I like my life. I don't wanna lose what makes me 'me' chasing some wild dream."

She has no interest in pursuing this "wild dream" because she already has everything she needs: a support system. She has her dads, she has Ekko, she has her friends... she has love. She’s grieving her sister and always will, but she’s not doing it alone.

That’s the difference between her and Jayce. Powder already has the love she needs to survive, while for Jayce, the love he needs to survive will always come at the cost of dooming the world.

[sillygoofyqueer]

*dragging myself through the pit of exhaustion* Must...post.....mad scientist au...... - all seriousness though, I didn't POST yesterday?!!??! WHY?!?!? Because...BECAUSE!!!....I have no excuse😔😔 I'm just a little they/them who gets overwhelmed by all of the ideas in their head. Like, I was going to write a post yesterday but I was like "where do I even begin?" and screamed n such. Anyway. SHUT UP, FOUR. Okay okay so, Wei Ying is in the Burial Mounds, and he feels as though he has to earn the right to leave. He has so much blood on his hands, he has caused so much harm even if it was unknowingly, he has done so much wrong and will never be able to make up for it. He deserves everything that he is going through, and would let himself rot away in the Burial Mounds if it weren't for the fact that he knows from the whispers of the spirits, of the trees, that there is a war. He may be a monster, an abomination of the blood and guts and resentful energy that paved his path into Hell, but he is still useful. He is smart. He created the beginnings of an entirely new cultivation path at eleven years old, why can't he do it again at seventeen? He's got the knowledge, he has some of his notes, and he's got more than enough materials at his disposal. So, his experimenting begins.

Instead of taking a guilty but "this is the way" approach to resentful energy and the death it causes, Wei Ying seeks to change it. He seeks to have the chance to help every spirit that helps him, in a way that he could not achieve with living humans - mainly because they didn't survive long enough for him to help them. With spirits, he can simultaneously help them let out those wild, confusing feelings, while they help him get revenge on his enemies and be useful. He can learn about the individual spirit no matter what little that is, and give them a way out. Lay them to a peaceful rest after they have assisted him. It still feels exploitative to him, but then the Burial Mounds begins to whisper about how the spirits view him - he is their God, sent from the heavens to help the spirits forgotten by the rest of the world. Spirits that are too far gone to be nothing but overwhelming emotions rush to him and are given the sweet release that death was supposed to provide them.

Wei Ying also refines his skills with the dizi, forcing himself to work through the pain of moving his fingers, a pain that is getting worse with every day he is in the Burial Mounds. He learns how to use his melodies to influence spirits to do anything he wants, calming them out of a screaming rampage through the grounds and sometimes working them into (experimentation comes first, even if he gets attacked in the process). The Burial Mounds is doing Its own creepy version of cheering on Its son, feeling simultaneously proud and in awe of what he is doing right in front of It. How has this boy, this little baby teenager, fallen from the skies and almost died in Its lands, only to force his way back into life with Its help and then immediately begins offering a form of salvation to all of the forgotten, uncared for spirits in the Jianghu.

Now, the crows. "What is their role in this AU?" Well, at first, they're just chilling around, watching Wei Ying stumble around desperately every day, scrabbling for...indescript food in order to survive (yes, it is corpses. Bone marrow, usually. It's not like there's any other food sources aside from the crows, n he can't catch them in his state). They watch as he digs around in these corpses for the bones and then delightedly pick at whatever is left over when the human stumbles off again. Listen, if you've been around for a while, you know that I've learned my fair share about crows....so I know that crows are quite intelligent! They have the minds of toddlers, n they can recognise people - AND hold grudges. That doesn't really add anything to the plot but I just thought it was cool. Anyway, Wei Ying starts offering the food as he's eating it, and they all start eating together so it's pretty chill!

The crows have to return the favour of the chill eating sessions and start bringing Wei Ying cool shit that they find outside of the Burial Mounds, often shiny shit but occasionally there's shit from cultivators and Wei Ying is sometimes whipping similar stuff out, so they bring that as well. The crows like Wei Ying, Wei Ying likes the crows. Simples! Of course, it doesn't take long for the teenager to realise that the crows are brimming with yin energy, and are drawn to his melodies just as much as resentful spirits are, and he does take advantage of this, giving them more food in return for their efforts. As Wei Ying grows more powerful, he feels like it would be necessary to reach out to the outside world, so he starts experimenting with (dead) crows to basically use them as flying cameras to see what's going on outside.

It is Not Good. There most certainly IS a war, and Wen Ruohan's forces far outweigh that of the three major sects & co. "Three?" I hear you saying - YEP. In THIS AU, the Jin side with the Wen. "WHY??" Because Jin Guangshan knows that the Wen have notes of demonic cultivation from the literal genius creator of it, and he (mistakenly) believes that the Wen can and will use them in the war. It's a no brainer for him; they will fall if they do not side with the Wen. Also he sucks and I HATE him and he's power hungry, so he's hoping that he gets information about demonic cultivation if he shows support for the Wen. Don't worry, don't worry, Jin Zixuan and his small band of loyalists (Mianmian I love you, Mianmian I would die for you) are still on the good side, Lotus Pier has taken them in (because they haven't been burned down to the ground this time around)!! The Wens' forces and control, plus the Jins' money and control, equals UH OH. FUCK.

Wei Ying also can't get any read on his precious family - he thinks they're in Qishan, because there's no information implying that they are literally down in the city nearby. He's fucking terrified, but also doesn't want to get them into anymore danger by trying to attempt contact from them if they are alive. He needs to figure out if they're alive. He needs to know whether or not they are safe. How? There was a teenager who did always seem to know everything going on in the Jianghu. Wei Ying just needs to get into contact with him. He puppeteers a crow to nab some paper from a nearby city (just missing a Xue Yang storming down the street after another failure at decoding Wei Ying's notes), and then realises that his hands are far too fucked up to write. The Burial Mounds tries to help, but Its hands (even more exaggeratedly wonky and fucked up than Wei Ying's) are not helpful. THIS is where the crows get their true calling.

They're already brimming with yin energy, and that's only heightened through their time in the Burial Mounds, so it can be reasonably implied that they are smarter than a toddler depending on how much resentful energy they are exposed to and how long they have been in the Burial Mounds. They see Wei Ying desperately using his fingers dipped in blood (nobody's really selling ink and calligraphy brushes in these wartimes so they can't be nabbed, okay??) to try and write something, and they (sort of) learn as he writes. So, while he's passed out after so long of not sleeping, they take matters into their own wings and start scratching out the message with the blood and their claws (so much neater than what Wei Ying was dropping). Then they send a crow out with that message out to the first war camp they find, listening out for the name of the person they're searching for, and basically bombard this guy with both the message and their presence.

Meanwhile, Nie Huaisang gets attacked by a crow while he's supposed to be taking his mind off worrying over his da-ge out on the battlefield with a walk. He's at first confused and offended and rather scared (did he insult the crows somehow??) but then he realises that there's some sort of scroll clutched in the crow's grasp. He opens it, fully expecting it to be some sort of death threat rambling slur filled letter (okay so maybe not that but who knows what's going through his mind??) and finds a simple message. "My sect was filled with monsters, but I had a family. Ensure their safety, and I will ensure your victory."

It seems as though Wei Wuxian is not dead.

[bardic-tales]

Summary: A peaceful day in the mountain village of Rinnos brings warmth, healing, and family to Sephiroth, Bianca, their children, and Lucrecia, who begins to find her place in the life she was once denied.

AU: Redemption

Pairing: Bianca Moore (f!OC) / Sephiroth

Other Characters: Lucrecia Crescent, Lucien (OC), Aurora (OC), Marlene Wallace (mentioned)

Possible Trigger Warnings: emotional abuse, family trauma, parental neglect, references to past medical experimentation, PTSD, psychological recovery, trauma recovery

Rinnos was a quiet village tucked high in the mountains between Junon and Midgar, cradled between pine and snow. The wind whispered through stone chimneys and over sloped rooftops, and the smell of fresh bread and cedar smoke curled through the air before joining the overhead clouds. From a cabin, nestled on the edge of the woods, laughter rang out: sharp and golden, the unmistakable sound of children at play.

"Nonna, Nonna! Look!” Aurora flapped her tiny black wings. Her silver curls bounced as she sprinted across the cabin’s worn wooden floor. She held up her beloved worn midnight chocobo plush. Its fabric wings flopped in the air. “Captain Wark learned how to fly! I teached him!”

Lucrecia Crescent, wrapped in a soft cream shawl and worn slippers, turned from the fireplace with a startled blink. She hadn’t yet grown used to the feeling of warmth: of hearth, of home, and of children’s joy. Her brown eyes softened as Aurora leapt onto the rug, landing with the dramatic flourish only a four-year-old could achieve who was trying to mimic her father.

“You taught him?” Lucrecia repeated, gently. “That’s very impressive, sweetling.”

“I help’ed,” Lucien piped up from behind the couch, climbing onto it like a miniature storm cloud in motion. His curly black hair was in wild disarray, and his rosy cheeks bore the smudges of cookie dough he hadn’t been sneaky enough to hide. “I maked the flying noise.”

Bianca knelt in the kitchen, brushing flour from her hands onto her black jeans. Her soft white sweater was flecked with dough and sugar. She smiled at the mess with something close to reverence. Watching the twins grow was healing her in ways no spell or sword ever could.

“They’ll be flying for real next,” she murmured to Lucrecia, as she came to stand beside her. Her black wings folded in at her back, feathers shimmering with hints of indigo from the dappled light streaming in the window. “Hopefully not off the roof this time.”

Lucrecia gave a breathless chuckle: the sound strange and beautiful to Bianca. Both watched Lucien run out the door to his father outside and motioned for Sephiroth to pick him up. “They’re just like him, aren’t they?”

Bianca followed her gaze to the window, where a flash of silver moved like moonlight through the morning air.

Outside, Sephiroth floated above the cabin, holding Lucien carefully in one arm as the boy giggled and pointed to the trees below. The former SOLDIER’s long silver hair fluttered around him in the mountain breeze, his bare chest defined beneath the crisscrossing suspenders beneath his black trench coat.

His cyan eyes, cat-like and sharp, sparkled in the winter sun, but they were soft when they looked down at his son.

“He only flies over the roof now,” Bianca said with a wry smirk. “Last time, Lucien tried to divebomb the chicken coop. Their wings aren't strong enough to hold them yet.”

Lucrecia let out a real laugh this time: a chuckle that reached her eyes. “He’s a better father than I could have ever imagined.”

“You never got the chance to be a mother to him,” Bianca said, gently. “But you can still be a Nonna. To the kids. And you’re so good at it.”

Lucrecia’s eyes misted, and she looked back at the Aurora, now telling Captain Wark he could swim like the other chocobos. “Sometimes I wake up thinking I’m still in the crystal. Still watching his life pass by through tears. I never thought I’d get to hold him or see him happy.”

"We made him a home." Bianca slid an arm around her, as she held the other woman. “You’re a part of that.”

The cabin door creaked open and Lucien came thundering in like a mini typhoon. “I FLEW’D SO HIGH, NONNA! Papa says I’m a natural-born air-naught!”

“Astronaut,” Sephiroth corrected calmly as he stepped inside, closing the door and bent so he didn't hit his head on the top of the door frame. “But close.”

Bianca’s heart skipped at the sight of him, watching the snowflakes in his hair sparkle. Still, after everything, he was able to affect her, thusly. He was the man she’d fallen in love with in the quiet hours before Shinra burnt Nibelheim and they fled with their friends once Bianca found out she was pregnant with the twins. He was still hers, still real.

Sephiroth gave her a smile -- soft, a little shy -- and crossed the room to press a kiss to her temple. “You smell like cinnamon.”

“You smell like danger and parental recklessness,” she teased, brushing snow from his trench coat. “They’re four, Seph.”

“They’re more durable than you give them credit for.”

“Papaaaaa,” Aurora called from the couch. Her arms raised as she glared at her brother, holding her cherished chocobo. “Captain Wark got hurt when Lucy dropped him inna snow now! Fix him!”

Sephiroth crossed to her and knelt, gently inspecting the plush chocobo’s torn feet. Stuffing spilled out of several seams. “Hmm… we may need to bring in a specialist. Nonna, do you perform stuffed animal surgery?”

Lucrecia took the toy with a small smile. “I do, in fact. Nurse Aurora? Would you assist me?”

“Yes!” Aurora squeaked, clapping her hands. Her wings fluttered behind her as she raced to Lucrecia's side. “I’m the nurse! I’m the nurse!”

Bianca watched as both her children clambered into Lucrecia’s lap and began a very serious operation involving pretend needles and a lot of giggles while Lucrecia sewed the plushie. She turned to Sephiroth, who stood quietly beside her. His arms were now folded.

“They love her,” she said, voice low.

“She deserves that,” Sephiroth murmured. “Even if Hojo tried to convince her otherwise.”

Bianca looked up at him, seeing the strength behind his calm demeanor: the strength to forgive, to rebuild, to love. “You’re so different from him. You always were.”

“Sometimes I wonder what we might’ve been if we’d grown up here,” he admitted. “With you. With her. With sunlight. Not needles-”

“We’re here now,” she said. Her fingers brushed his. “That’s what matters.”

He laced their fingers together. “Marlene’s coming next week.” “She’ll be thrilled to see them.”

“They’re going to put on a show with Captain Wark and a paper crown,” Sephiroth deadpanned. “I’ve been asked to play the villain.”

“Oh no,” Bianca smirked. “You, a villain? Never.”

The sun had started to set, casting golden light through the frosted windows. The laughter of children echoed in the corners of the cabin. Lucrecia was smiling, the twins were safe, and for once, her eyes held no sadness: only peace.

@themaradwrites @craftyhal @megandaisy9 @watermeezer

@prehistoric-creatures @creativechaosqueen @chickensarentcheap

@inkandimpressions @arrthurpendragon

[deusvervewrites]

Inhumans x Divinity x Don't fear the Reaper x Haunted Au:

While performing his duties as a god of death, Izuku came across a group of ghosts who managed to gain a new purpose after dying. Given how rare this is, Izuku decided to ask them what it could be. After assuring them he won't force them to move on before they're ready, Izuku is introduced to the baby.

The baby is a clearly traumatized 5 year old who carries far to strong a presence of death for someone still alive.

On an entirely unrelated side note, If One Prefers Not To Meet With The Shinigami, One Should Abide By The Natural Laws Of Life And Death And Not Continuously Torture And Revive Anyone, Especially Not INNOCENT CHILDREN for the purpose of experimentation

As Chisaki Kai found out before immediately dying

Meanwhile Eri gains a protective older brother and at least two goddesses as mothers

Wild

[thenerdykneazle]

The Nerdy Kneazle's Masterlist

Hogwarts Legacy fics featuring:

Ominis Gaunt Sebastian Sallow Garreth Weasley

Mostly x F!MC but a few others mixed in (M, GN, and silver trio).

Legend:

📈 = most popular fic for the character

Ominis Gaunt

The Scriptorium Omi x GN!MC | read on AO3

After a harrowing journey through Slytherin's Scriptorium, Ominis helps MC recover from being subjected to the torture curse. After all, he has personal experience dealing with its effects.

Amorous Tension Omi x F!MC | read on AO3

collab with @darch7995 Audios: Part 1 & Part 2 Two idiots in love brew amortentia together.

📈 Her Touch Omi x F!MC | read on AO3

Ominis had never been fond of being touched. Or, at least, he had few positive experiences with it. That changed with the arrival of the new fifth-year.

To Hold Omi x F!MC | read on AO3

A sequel to Her Touch. Ominis's wedding night with his new wife.

Left Behind Omi x F!MC x Seb | read on AO3

collab with @darch7995 | listen to the audio here Ominis is feeling forgotten when he discovers his partners have run off on yet another adventure without him. Can Sebastian and MC make amends with him when they return to the castle?

Sebastian Sallow

A Win Seb x F!MC | read on AO3

Sebastian has a creative interpretation of who won your last duel.

Slytherin Green Seb x F!MC NSFW | read on AO3

Sebastian is none too pleased to discover you've borrowed Garreth's jumper after his experimental potion ruined your usual uniform. Your duelling practice threatens to turn into a falling out.

Fast Asleep Seb x F!MC NSFW | read on AO3

(TW: non-consensual somnophilia) Sebastian finds himself unable to resist his curiosity when late nights fighting baddies cause the two of you to repeatedly spend the night in the Room of Requirement together.

Kindred Spirits Seb x F!MC NSFW | read on AO3

32.8k words | Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 On the cusp of a promotion to Senior Auror, MC is sent by the DMLE to train with the most efficient law enforcement team in Europe. She’s quite excited until she discovers that the auror hosting her is none other than her ex, Sebastian Sallow. Modern wizarding world AU.

Sallow Soul Seb x F!MC NSFW | read on AO3

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4 , 5, 6 (additional epilogues likely) Seb's POV for Kindred Spirits. Starts earlier with Anne's funeral and goes past where KS left off. Makes more sense if you've read Kindred Spirits, but the first chapter (The Funeral, 3k) works as a stand-alone. AKA fate gives a heartbroken Sebastian a third chance (hopefully) with the witch he's loved since he was 15.

📈 Wild Ride Seb x M!MC | read on AO3

collab with @darch7995 Audios: Part 1 & Part 2 Seb is desperate to get you to let him back into your life. When he invites himself on your ingredient run, the simple errand turns out to be much more dangerous than either of you anticipated.

Garreth Weasley

Dear Diary Gar x F!MC NSFW | read on AO3

You stumble across Garreth's rather scandalizing diary while waiting for him to meet up with you.

Sweet Dreams Gar x F!MC NSFW | read on AO3

Garreth wakes up painfully hard after spicy dreams about MC. Unfortunately, he's neither alone nor in his own bed when he instinctively tries to 'take care of it' himself.

📈 Marry You Gar x F!MC | read on AO3

Garreth proclaims to anyone and everyone, including you, that he is going to marry you one day – despite the fact that you haven’t even agreed to court him (not that he's asked). Pure fluff.

Yule Ball Gar x F!MC NSFW | Read on AO3

You realise last-minute that your boyfriend isn't planning on taking you to the Yule Ball. A simple misunderstanding leads to hurt feelings, but talking it out (and the makeup sex) is worth it.

[zodiacdragon334]

Ta da! New fic! This one is part of the fantastic Project X AU created by @gtwscratch, which is a lab experimentation Wild Life Session 7 AU. I got an idea for some of Impulse's story with his teleportation powers, and 6k words of pain and suffering happened.

READ THE TAGS ON THIS ONE.

I cannot stress that enough. Nothing of what's tagged is graphic, but it's definitely there. This is very much not a happy fic in the slightest.

[graphx]

brainrot on the apollo!ray au

AU credit to @just-like-playing-tag! (check out the apollo ray tag!)

I always thought it was a bit odd that the lambda kids were so adamant on hating demons but we don’t really see how they feel about the ratris or how that affects their views on adults/other humans

they were experimented on by human AND demon researchers

They were the first kids to find out the difference between wild demon intelligence/consciousness and ability to have morality but they still treat them all the same

TPN has crafted a narrative of humans vs demons but doesn’t acknowledge how much the children might hate/resent those who put them in this position

It’s probably because every human forced to sell out the kids is painted in a sympathetic light in some way (except Andrew)

Legirivima/Peter was seen as brainwashed by their own delusion about their glorious lineage/history and it was a problem of the indoctrination they grew up in and the expectations/mindsets that were pressured onto them

It was glossed over in Isabella’s death and lack of living to make up for what she put each of the kids though (ray specifically)

So it's kinda never adressed in canon how cruel the kids are willing to be to those who are somewhat responsible for putting them in this position regardless of if they are demon or not (as I've addressed here with goldy pond specifically)

I think apollo!ray’s attitude vs Norman’s regarding demons would be similar to how they treat adults by only seeing their enemies (no matter what/who they are) as monsters

Norman went out of his way to ensure he wouldn’t be rebuilding the freedom of the children on top of the ratri’s legacy by doing the same thing they did (subjecting future generations to cloning experimentation/inhumane treatment) even though that was an option he could have gone with when allying with Gleelan

He could have given live Ratris to Gleelan to prove he was willing to screw over adults in order for the children to live (which I imagine apollo!ray would be cruel enough to do in this AU) but this shows there is a line when it comes to Norman’s morality he won’t cross

This shows how much norman values humanity regardless of who they are, ratri or not

His plan was for the demons to destroy themselves but he had no plan for the ratris afterward and i think it shows much how much norman unconsciously took inspiration from emma

Norman thought humans wouldn’t hurt/be prejudiced against the children if the demons weren’t putting them in that situation in the first place (he believes in natural goodness to an extent when push doesn’t come down to shove)

I think it reflects on how different his relationship with Isabella was

He asked if she was happy. He does understand (not agree with) her perspective of lying so the kids have a happy life (which he did with Don and Gilda and continues to do with Lamba squad later)

Despite calling her a demon at the beginning (which you can clearly see Emma is more uncomfortable with, but accepts given their desperate situation)

they both (eventually) see her as a human forced into this situation doing the best with what she can

He doesn’t want to kill her but he will (reluctantly) to secure the safety of his family

HOWEVER

RAY IS NOT LIKE THAT

HE IS FULLY WILLING/READY/ABLE TO KILL

To be burdened in a way Norman never was

By taking demon AND human lives

I imagine apollo!Ray would actually enjoy the torture of demons because it’s a way to vent after all he went thru via Isabella

Straight out of Grace field and Ray is most concerned about what control he has in the situation because that’s what he learned from isabella

Causing the demons pain and being encouraged by the other lambda kids would probably turn that need for control into violent tendencies that he is willing to take out on the demons

The only humans Ray has ever seen survive were those willing to climb over corpses and without meeting yuugo/lucas or any other adult/escapees to disprove this he fully believes Emma is being unrealistic and unreasonable and doesn’t go on to adopt any of her positive worldviews like Norman does/strives to

[gtwscratch]

Project X Master Post

Project X is a Wild Life/Life Series AU where the Lifers were kidnapped and tested on like lab experiments, and through this testing, they gained superhuman abilities.

I'll eventually start writing for this, but at the moment, I just want to focus on designing all of the characters that will make appearances. As much as I want to drop everything and just work on this, I'm a college student, so please be patient with me, thank you! <3

Official Playlist

Project X: A Life Series Lab Experiment AU

Official Works

Project X on Ao3

Initial Headcanons (Original post about the AU)

Fan Works

Project X Fan Works

Subject Files

Subject 001: Grian Xelqua

Subject 002: Scott Major

Subject 003: Pearl Moonshine

Subject 004: Martyn Woods

Subject 005: Scar Goodtimes

Subject 006: Cleo Nekyia

Subject 007: Joel Smallishbeans

Subject 008: Bdouble “Bdubs” Hundred

Subject 009: Ren Diggity

Subject 010: Tango Tek

Subject 011: Etho Slabs

Subject 012: Impulse Vee

Subject 013: Skizz Hoffmann

Subject 014: Gem Taylor

Subject 015: B. “BigB” Statz

Subject 016: Mumbo K. Jumbo

Subject 017: Lizzie Shade

Subject 018: James “Jimmy” Solidarity

Scientist IDs

Xavier Void—Head of Project X

“Doc”—Head of Experimentation

Xisuma Void—Head of Data Collection

Zedaph Shepherd—Data Collection

Extra Characters

The Conspiracy Theorists

Q&A

Part 1

[m00ntunaart]

Lore Dump for my CX-2/Tech AU

If you haven’t read my short 5 page comic I made for this AU, please do, I think this will make more sense if you do!

Anyways, LORE:

In this AU Tech is taken by Hemlock after plan 99 and goes through much experimentation and “programming” to be made into a CX trooper. But in this AU Tech isn’t the only one this happens to. The other four CX troopers are Cody, Fives, Tup and Kix. How is Fives, Tup and Tech still alive? In this version of the story the Zillobeast is being kept because it has hyper-regenerative properties (Wolverine-esc) and Hemlock has been experimenting for a while on how to take the genes from the Zillobeast and put them in dead clones to ‘bring them back’ basically. So Fives, Tup and Tech still die in this AU, they just get literally Frankensteined back to life. I really wanted to play with Hemlock’s ‘mad scientist’ aspect in this. Like, let’s exaggerate the man a lil, for fun.

So the CX troopers are being experimented on medically, being cyberneticlly enhanced, getting programmed and mind wiped. It’s messed up. I won’t get into now but I just really want the CX troopers to be this kinda horrific product of Hemlocks LITERAL human tinkering. Also just horror of (in Fives, Tup and Tech’s case) the fact that they weren’t even safe from Hemlock in death. I also think in this AU the CX troopers maybe die a few times earlier in season 3, but Hemlock just retrieves their bodies and revives them again. Like fixing a broken toy. 

I crave more Hemlock horror lol

But anyways, basically this comic is basically the kick off point of my CX-2/Tech AU. Mostly everything up until the Teth Base raid is the same to canon (from The Batch’s perspective at least). But in this comic we see CX-2 (Tech) get sent to terminate CX-1 (Cody) and retrieve Omega (I just don’t mention it in this comic for succinctness sake). I switched up some events here. CX-2 doesn’t blow up the base, instead Wolffe is sent to destroy the base and doesn’t know about the mission to get Omega, just knows they’re trying to wipe out rebels and a CX-1. So CX-2/Tech shows up to complete this mission. But sees CX-1’s face for the first time and gets some flashes of memories of Cody (I’m headcanoning that Cody knew The Batch when they were cadets so Tech specifically has some deeper rooted memories of Cody). It definitely freaks Tech out and he ends up not being able to terminate Cody, instead he disobeys orders and ends up dragging Cody back out to be taken back to Hemlock.

Oh! Also since Cody is CX-1 and gets captured by Rex and crew, you know the angst on Rex’s side is OFF THE CHARTS. The whole interaction scene with CX-1 is way more wild in this AU because Rex KNOWS Cody, Cody is HIS big brother. Rex just basically is WAY MORE invested in this AU because it’s no longer just ‘A Brother’, it’s ‘HIS Brother’.

From here the AU spirals, I won’t get into details but basically the CX-2/Tech AU is just Tech having more and more memories return, and he started to, behind the scenes, move ‘the chess pieces’ to try to tear down Hemlock. He starts talking to and changing Emerie’s mind and they start to work together. He starts to sneak to talk to Wolffe to get him to change is mind and get in contact with Rex (in this AU I kinda share Scorch’s role between him and Wolffe bcs I want Wolffe to be more involved in this, and also Scorch does nothing in the show anyways lol). Then he starts trying to slowly jog the memories of the other CX troopers and slowly erode their programming and mind wipes. But everything’s not so simple because they are all getting regular mind wipes from Hemlock, so Tech’s progress with the others is often erased. And along with that, the mind wipes still affect Tech. He still relapses back to ‘CX-2 mode’. So there are good chunks of time where Tech will not be ‘pretending to be CX-2’ and actually be CX-2. Though because of his defective nature/quick mind he’s able to remember things on his own more and more after the mind wipes, and he gets quicker and better at it as time goes on. Though it is affect him really badly. The constant whiplash of having his memories wiped then literally forcing his brain to drag his own consciousness back is definitely having negative physical and mental effects. But basically he starts to, with the help of Emerie and Wolffe (and sometimes the other CX troopers), prepare to escape and have the base ready for when Rex and crew show up. 

But yeah I have so many fun idea for this AU. I just thought the Tech/CX-2 theory was so fun and wanted to do my own take. I also just think Tech’s character as ‘the smart one’ would lend well to this set up of him trying to quietly maneuver everyone around him to make the best scenario for either Rex and crew save them, or to stage their own revolt.  I also just want Emerie and Wolffe to play more a part? I felt like both did not get the screen time or relevance they deserved, so they are part of Tech’s slow, secret revolt lol. Plus we deserved to see Wolffe leave the Empire and join Rex. Also Cody, Kix, Fives and Tup are very there and present in the story, I just didn’t talk about them a ton bcs Tech finds out pretty quickly that any help or progress he gets from them is short lived thanks to the mind wipes (they can’t as easily jump back from them like Tech), and in general they are more a mess than Tech during this time. Even when they do remember things their mind can’t process as fast as Tech’s enhanced brain can so they kinda just are mentally out of it or fucked up (which to be fair they deserve to be, and Tech would probably be the same but this entire AU is Tech being is Hustle Mode^TM)

[thatnonameuser]

I Adore your Yandere- Verse AU for the Twst world, Much so indeed! Awaken thoughts and Imagination into the void~

Question(s) Is there particularly a category of variety Yandere/ Darlings? Very Rare or Uncommon pairs that was recorded due it’s so bizarre, because as it default are seen Darlings are the lambs and the Yandere’s are Wolves. Either the lambs be clever to fit in,be served on a Silver platter. Wolves be caring in love as vicious to their prey lovers. Maybe in depends in different lands where they hail, due to historical means? Are these Darlings Shamed on, Adored like an extinct race or Taken in for status coded for benefits?

Ex. A Sado-masochist yet wild passionate Darling who sees opportunities Positives in Their Yandere. Experimental of all that could be used for Spicy activities and always anew entertaining each day. ( Maybe Addams family coded)

Ex. Perhaps a Darling who is Dangerously experienced who once military? Tall in structure yet Lonely. Their Yandere might be a Trickster, bubbly and be a vice. Height difference yet questionable of who is who in the relationship. Especially if Darling has the ability to stop their Yandere with a soft gaze.

Ex. A Darling who just adores Shocking their Yandere to be an odd anomaly. A Sleepy,Too Carefree, accidentally enables the other habits and role. A Rival that Challenges who can do their absolute worst of who can do the other to leave them speechless? The Daredevil Darling?

Ex. Maybe a complementary couple of who is the Strength or who is the Brains. The magnetic pull of opposites. With So many Romantic Shipping troupes the following be so terrifyingly trilling?

Would it be funny such.. Healthy relationships be odd?? When the Darling is over happily with their Yandere(s)?

In this world, there are three types of people.

The yanderes, the figurative, and sometimes literal, wolves. They hunt their prey ruthlessly desperate to fill that hunger in their hearts.

The darlings, the figurative, and again sometimes literal, lambs. They are the prey that either try to hide themselves under the pelts of wolves or waltz into their den, prepared to be devoured.

And those that aren't either, the other forest creatures, that watch the lambs get devoured in frenzied love.

But even with these three types, the two are divided into pieces. Wolves that thrive in the dark, or roll in fields with the lambs in the light. Lambs that hide in burrows to afraid to live, and the lambs that play with the wolves like the friends the wolves aren't.

So much difference. And yet in the end they're all the same.

Mostly, the idea of a darling and what their role should be is different in every nation, country and town.

But what about the weird darlings, the non-traditional ones. And the yanderes that seem so odd or strange that it never made sense that they were yanderes. But darlings can act like yanderes and still be darlings, and the yanderes can act like darlings and still be yanderes.

All darling and yandere relationships are fine, the yandere could be the victim in the relationship, and all would still be fine.

A sado-masochistic darling and a weakling yandere that allows her to be as cruel as she wants.

A stoic and cold-hearted darling and a jokester yandere that is horrified with violence, abuse and death.

A darling obsessed with defying life and death and a yandere that's terrified by death, and losing their darling, that's along for the ride.

Healthy relationships in the darling-yandere dynamic are so rare and barely sought after by yanderes. As many yanderes are under the belief that darlings need them to protect them so boundaries are hard to place in the relationships.

So because of that, some look down on the yanderes not taking charge and others see the relationship as fine. But it's completely legal so there's nothing to worry about.

[emeraldkarma]

Can I confess something?

Four years ago I wrote a DC X dolphin tale cross over fic.

That's right dolphin tale, yknow the movie based on winter the dolphin with the prosthetic tale.

The whole premise was that tim and cassie (along with the rest of the bat family and wonder woman) were marine biologists who worked at a mermaid aquarium and rescue.

Bruce owns the aquarium, he bought it after his parents died, it use to be like an old marine show with two of its original residents joker and harly quinn. It was a really bad marine park (I took a lot of inspiration from real life orcas and dolphins in captivity) and jockey and harlequin became very aggressive and insane from years of abuse and cramped conditions. (So much so that joker ends up making jason and making him loose his passion for swimming and preforming.

From what I remember the mermaids were

Clark, hal, john, mgann, j'onn, guy and kyle, barry, wally, kon, bart and thaddeus. Atleast those were the main ones

I also vividly remember makeing aquamarine and the other Atlantians human vets because I thought the actual mer people being humans in my mermaid Au was funny.

Basically bruce adopted Dick after his parents passed in an accident in the circus and a few months later wally was brought from another aquarium after being rejected from his mother and was adopted by barry and hal.

Jason got the free willy experience bruce caught him breaking into the aquarium and took him in but when Jason was a teenager he was mauled by joker and stoped swimming with the mers he moved onto become the head of the rescue department.

Tim actually worked in Hawaii after going to school for marine biology. (He'd been going to the gotham aquarium for years and was inspired to take it but the drakes cut him off because of it so he didn't have the money to moveback) he got fired for being a whisle blower to the poor treatment the current Mets were being kept in. Well actually publicly he was let go because m'gann attacked him during a show when she got into a fight with kon.

Damian is still to young to work with the mers but he likes to help dick give tours and help Jason bottle feed seals.

Most of the mers were already residents but bart was actually Orphaned in the wild, because he was so young and still nursing from his mother he became malnourished before wandering too close to gotham harbor and getting tangled in fishing line. Tim and Cassie were new hires and helped nursing him back to health.

Kon and Kyle were both at Luther's marine park with m'gann. Kon is Clark's biological calf from a very experimental cloning experiment that Luther started so he could have a mer like Clark (Clark's mer breed is the biggest known breed but also super rare because they were hunted to near extinction decades erlier) M'gann was separated from her pod in another aquarium and was paired with kon as a tank mate. Kyle was kept in isolation for two years after being "rescued" and couldn't be released becouse he had damaged himself so thoroughly slaming his body into the walls of his iso tank..

Eventually the marine park was shut down when Luther was arrested for tax ivasoin. M'gann was brought back to her aquarium and pod but kon and Kyle sat for almost a year in the same conditions until it was decided they would be moved to gotham aquarium and then another six while Bruce got thing set up to take them in.

They both got there own storyline.

Fourteen year old me was something else I had so much world building for that fic guys... I think I even came up with mers being springy sedentary and picking a set territory in the ocean to live in. Speedsters were a separate breed of mers, the ice villans were separate, Kryptonians were a different breed, martains were a seprate breed that had separate conditions they needed and were also nearly hunted to extinction because humans wanted them for there unique shape-shifting abilities.

[shadowriel]

2024 Fic Writer End of Year Roundup

Answer and then tag three or more creators to keep the game going!

Thanks to everyone who tagged me! I've been a bit out of touch with the fandom this year, but I always love this community we've made ourselves. If you see this or are mentioned below, consider yourself tagged!

1. How many words did you publish on AO3 in 2024?

Almost 22k

2. How many fics did you complete this year?

Just 1 (but it was a banger!)

3. How many in progress or ongoing fics did you start this year?

I've started 3 new fics, adding to my ever growing list of WIPs

4. What was your favorite thing you wrote?

Whiskey Over Wine (aka the country Feysand AU I didn't know I needed). It's completely self-indulgent but also incredibly descriptive and well-written?? I'm currently drafting the Nessian instalment, and it's reminding me how much I love the setting.

5. What piece was your most experimental or different from your usual style?

Probably Until Sunrise, which was my gift exchange fic for @witchlingsandwyverns. I am normally a modern AU girlie, but I really thought the perfect gift would stray from that and incorporate the kind of emotions/dynamics that work better in a different setting. I'm so so happy with how it's turning out so far - I think it's a great combination of my typical banter with an added level of yearning!

6. Did any fics surprise you - either while writing or their reception?

is this what home feels like? which is the recent Feysand nanny/single dad AU I started. I've had this idea at the back of my mind for forever, and it really surprised me when all the bubbling thoughts finally clicked into place.

7. Do you have a fic you wrote and loved that went under the radar? (This is your sign to reblog/repost it!)

Maybe is this what home feels like? ... I was too anxious to make a Tumblr post about it, so it was a bit under the radar in terms of me talking about it

8. Who is an artist that inspired you?

So, so many! @witchlingsandwyverns and @velidewrites come to mind, but I have a million pieces of fanart that live in my head rent-free. I don't know if they have Tumblr but @/flavie5dub on IG has me in the best kind of chokehold.

9. Who is an author that inspired you?

Can I just tag everyone for this??

@howlingcaptaincommando (@talons-and-teeth) directly helped contributed to the brain rot that is masked!Az in from the ghost of your lips (to the haunting of mine). I genuinely heard @tunaababee shrieking about Cowboy!Rhys as I wrote Whiskey Over Wine, so that was incredibly motivating.

And these people inspired me in so so many ways: @yourstarsmyscars @thesistersarcheron @foundress0fnothing @damedechance @wilde-knight @separatist-apologist @the-lonelybarricade @reverie-tales @bearbluebooks @witch-and-her-witcher @thelovelymadone @foreverinelysian (and genuinely everyone in UBC)

10. Who is a new author you discovered?

I'm pretty sure this is the first year I read a fic by @bibliophiliaxvignette , and I was lucky enough to have her as my secret Santa for the gift exchange! Our vibes match so well, so her writing has been an amazing discovery.

And @the-new-ribbon! Their gwynriel makes me such a giggling mess, and I love it!

11. Did you do any collaborations? How did it start?

None this year!

12. What accomplishments are you proudest of?

My proudest accomplishment is that I actually found joy in writing! 2024 was an incredibly challenging year for me and, for most of it, writing felt impossible, but I'm glad there were times that it provided a much needed escape.

13. What did you learn about writing or creating this year?

It's an ongoing lesson, but I've been realizing more about how to make writing more sustainable for me. Like in many aspects of my life, I push myself too hard and that often leads to burnout. That's definitely something I'm working on.

14. Any advice you’d like to share with new or aspiring writers?

Above all else, have fun! Write the kind of fics you want to write, and try not to get lost in the struggles of writing "better" or producing more content.

15. What are your creative goals for 2025?

To not put too much pressure on myself!

I'd also really like to reprioritize all my old WIPs and give myself permission to abandon some (even if I feel myself attached to them). Beyond that, I've been dying to do a full re-write for the STEMinist fics (but that may be something for 2026)