#zenith of stars au

[yuesya]

It happens in an instant.

One moment, Gojo Shiki is easily fending off the tall ice statues, and in the next, she falls.

No!

Kamado Tanjiro immediately grips his sword, and turns. But it’s no use. A long bolt of the brilliant pink brocade from the Obi Demon slams down in front of him, blocking off his path and tearing through the rooftop at the same time, destabilizing his footsteps.

He’s too far. Too far away to make it–

Gojo-san can’t die.

She can’t die. Gojo-san is the only demon slayer who’s killed an Upper Moon. She can’t die here, not like this–!

Tanjiro inhales deeply, forcing himself to focus. Use his father’s Hinokami Kagura for explosive strength, and the Breath of Water for restoration; both breathing styles in tandem with each other, just as he’d done to save Hinatsuru-san earlier.

He is not too far and he can make it. Please, please work–!

Tanjiro leaps. His sword cleaves through a snakelike tendril of pink cloth that blocks his way, heedless of any obstructions.

Midway through his leap, arched over the cloud of glittering frost that Gojo-san is fighting in, Tanjiro sees it.

The Ice Demon, Upper Moon Two, standing right in front of her.

Tanjiro’s blood runs cold, and it has nothing to do with the ice crystallizing in the air around him.

… Even so, he doesn’t give up. Tanjiro clenches his fingers around the hilt of his sword, gripping it with all his strength as he roars and brings it down with all his strength upon the demon that’s standing there carelessly with its back to him–

–and there is a sharp, shattering sound, as his blade cleaves into a lotus-shaped block of ice that suddenly materializes out of nowhere in front of him.

“My, my, how hasty” The tall demon turns towards him with a small frown. “It’s rude to interrupt a meal, don’t you know? I’ve been looking forward to this for a while.”

Upper Moon Two. The chilling characters are etched clearly into the demon’s eyes, and unmistakable identifier of its status and strength.

And Tanjiro can feel the way that the air almost seems to solidify around him, sharp and freezing and utterly choking when the demon snaps its fan shut and points it directly towards him.

“You–”

Whatever the demon is about to say is instantly cut off and will remain a mystery forevermore; its head suddenly falls off from its neck with a spray of blood. There’s a small expression of slight shock on its face –an expression that Tanjiro almost feels is mirrored on his own face, too, in this moment.

With a small gulp, Tanjiro lifts his gaze to look behind the demon. Gojo-san stands there impassively, with a bloodstained sword in her hand that’s dripping long crimson rivulets onto the ground as she proceeds to carve the rest of the demon’s body into pieces.

Outwardly, she doesn’t look to be injured too badly, but… there is still blood trickling down from her mouth, and she had literally coughed up blood earlier. Internal injuries? Oh, that wasn’t good.

“A-are you alright, Gojo-san?”

The girl does not respond. Instead, she silently wipes away a stark trail of blood from her lips, and tilts her head to glance backwards over her shoulder –directly towards where the fighting has ceased for a brief moment, where Upper Moon Six is staring with disbelief at the death of the higher-ranked demon.

“Next,” she says softly.

[moldeater02]

Yuesya Masterlist

From @yuesya blog. Hope it helps everyone, cuz i sure get confused with all these AUs

Edited and updated with some AUs i missed New edit on the sixth of january 2024

Twins au

Twin cannon

Twin swap au *V1 *V2

Bastard Shiki Au

Toji's Bastard au and fannart

Bastard au V3

Heian Shiki

Shiki in cannon Kenjaku's reaction to it

Same age au

Older sister au

Technique swap

Daughter au

Twin dimension travel : part 1?, part 2

Mother au and fanart and fanart 2 And Bad end mother AU

Demon slayer au

Nanami-Kenjaku

Male Shiki au

Edit! I checked and realised i forgot some AUs, here they are!

Shiki actually answer Getou's question like a normal human being AU

Shiki vs Satoru

Older Shiki AU (not to be confused with older sister AU)

Chainsaw man AU

Shiki goes to Kyoto school AU

Shiki goes to universe where Kenjaku possessed her corpse AU Genshin AU and actual first talks of said AU here

Shiki(gami) AU

Cursed spirit Shiki AU

Second MEoDP user Shiki AU

Chainsaw man AU

[wolfcha1k]

NOT MY ART! I ONLY PURCHASED IT, FOLLOW LAMPOFBLOB ON INSTAGRAM FOR HER WORK! SHE HAS HER OWN STARBOY STUFF TOO!

I purchased this cute sketch of Asha and Zenith from Lampofblob on Instagram. No real context here, just Zenith catching Asha and being cheeky about it. Be sure to follow Lamp on her account, she draws her own Starboy stuff too that's super cute.

[abaroo]

More concept sketches for my au :)

Cowboy Swap Masterpost

[han-ban-bam]

Sooo @astralpaint cooked up a zenith switcheroo and so here is part one of the angst train I was sucked into 😌

ZENITH ALOY - HUNTER OF HUNTERS

[myrablurple]

I never posted these here so here you guys go. This is just an art dump of my Evil Empress Aurora AU dealing with a confrontation between the split couple. The designs of the Star Command uniforms in this AU and a full body shot of Farmer Zurg

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

So...Eclipse and Star now have a dad over on @ask-the-celestial-family. His name is Zenith, he was originally Eclipse’s kill code bits and he gained sentience because of ✨future trauma possibilities✨.

[the-starry-seas]

Okay been thinking about what's going on with Snack Squad in a sort of modern AU and I think I've got some things figured out. They live near (or in) a big NYC-style city where most of them work, although Zenith's work is the most distant from their house.

Winter: architecture professor

Bee: tech support

Indigo: art gallery secretary

Jewel: part-time rehab nurse

Nebula: accountant

Zenith: Forest Service pilot

Sunny: tattoo, digital, and traditional artist

Star: social media manager

Winter, Bee, Sunny, and Nebula share a six-bedroom house on the edge of the city that they got for cheap since it was in an absolutely ruined state. Winter had his heart set on it from the very moment he saw it. It took them almost a decade to finish fixing it up and plant a massive garden in the back with a few mature fruit trees. One of the spare bedrooms is kept for Zenith, and the other is used as a shared office since Bee and Nebula both partially work from home.

When Winter fosters the twins, Zenith's things are cleared out to move in two smaller beds for them. Zenith doesn't mind being moved out at all, especially when they end up replacing the backyard shed with a standalone studio that ey gets the key to. Ey jokes it's better that way because then ey doesn't have to listen to them being loud at each other. Over the next two years, they build a sunroom/office for Bee and Nebula, so the twins can later each have their own room.

Eventually Star moves in with them, when things get serious with him and Winter. He can work from home easily, and he loves the sense of community and belonging that the house has.

Jewel and Indigo share a loft in the downtown arts district, in walking distance of Indigo's workplace. They also share a bed platonically so the second bedroom is for Zenith. He prefers their place because it's much more conveniently located and also he worries about them being lonely since they live away from the others, even though they spend every other weekend at the family house.

Winter is highkey everyone's sugar daddy because he makes six digits and shares generously. You can't mention something you want around him without him finding a way to get it for you.

Bee is everyone's default "please help me figure out what happened to my wifi" guy and he allows it because Sunny always makes gingerbread snaps to thank him.

Indigo gets the entire squad into art museums for free. He's also connected to other artsy types and is always inviting the team along to indie film festivals, temporary museum exhibits, and other things they never knew existed until he brought them along.

Jewel uses the others' connections to help find hobbies and jobs for the veterans zhi works with, and brings home all sorts of gifts and freebies as a result. They've gotten quite an eclectic collection of gifts.

Nebula helps them with their taxes and gives Indigo's gallery a reduced rate on services as long as they showcase Sunny's work in the front room of their gallery.

Zenith hands out national park passes to everyone, whether they ask or not. Ey also flies Jewel and Indigo out on weekend trips when one of them gets an itch to visit somewhere, and helps arrange flights for all of their vacations.

Sunny makes dinners for everyone when they hit a busy patch. Xe's a great cook and baker, and it helps xer relax on the off chance that work is being stressful. Xe also makes vegan gluten-free chocolate chip cookies for Jewel to take to work.

[syensy-art]

Finally got around to adding a background to Celestial Zenith to match Wawel! From the same au, need to post Wawel here too though :] I had a lot of fun with these two designs!

[ask-the-celestial-family]

oh god is the baby okay?

Dad. -Eclipse🧡

What’s wrong? Is my baby okay? Did I… oh god, I killed the baby. I had him too early, I spaced out. I killed him. -Zenith🌩️

Dad, no! No, it’s okay. The babies are okay! -Star⭐️

Babies? -Zenith🌩️

You had twins. -Eclipse🧡

[yuesya]

Gojo Satoru shifts, and slowly opens his eyes.

“Oh hey, seems like everything went fine here,” a voice above him says breezily. A very familiar voice, too –Satoru would know, because it’s his own voice. “We’re good, folks! Your Gojo Satoru is back where he belongs now, isn’t that great?”

“Gojo-sensei!”

“Sensei, you’re back!”

“Sensei!”

“Alright now, don’t crowd him,” Shoko claps her hands together. There’s no disguising the amusement in her words, though. Satoru supposes that he can see why she would find his current situation amusing, though –his students are swarming him in a way that feels a bit like he’s getting overwhelmed by excited puppies at the moment.

Satoru laughs. “This happy to see me, huh?”

“We thought you were gone, sensei,” Yuta says, relief saturating his tone. “When we realized that it wasn’t damage from the Prison Realm that you were suffering from, but instead a cursed spirit that had taken over your body–”

Ah, yeah. That. Satoru imagines that would’ve been a nasty surprise for his young students and fellow allies.

On his part, it had also been shocking to find himself stuck in the head of another version of ‘Gojo Satoru’ in some alternate universe. Last he’d checked, Prison Realm was only supposed to trap a person inside it, not send them into an alternate universe as a disembodied voice in their alternate self’s mind.

And the curious thing was, his alternate self’s first reaction hadn’t been surprise at the sound of another voice inside his own head, but instead anger.

Who are you and where is Shiki?

Apparently, in another world, Gojo Satoru had a twin sister: Gojo Shiki. A twin who’d been murdered at birth, and Satoru is definitely going to have to look into things on his end, because if that had been true in his world as well, then–!

“Y’know, you could stand to look a little happier now that you’re back in your own body,” his lookalike from another world leans over and says to him. “You look like you’re thinking about committing murder.”

Satoru rolls his eyes. “You’d know, wouldn’t you?”

“Even Shiki is more discreet than you are,” the other Gojo Satoru sniffs.

Satoru highly doubts that statement. Mei-san had recorded Gojo Shiki’s fight against Ryomen Sukuna in high definition; he has it on good authority that Shiki is a vicious, violent little thing who definitely isn’t the type to shy away from killing. Or bloodying her hands.

Or quite literally tearing apart Satoru’s body and reconstructing it.

It might be a cursed spirit thing. Satoru has never seen another sorcerer whose reverse cursed technique is as powerful as what Satoru-and-Shiki are capable of together. Scary, scary. Satoru might even be in a spot of trouble if Shiki decided that she didn’t want to return his body to him, and he knows that his alternate self would only indulge his little cursed spirit sister.

But Shiki hadn’t cared for holding onto his body. In fact, she’d only been all too happy to return to her twin brother’s body, and alternate-Satoru had eagerly welcomed her back –and this unthinking, unshakable trust that they have in each other, the bond that they share…

It’s something that makes Satoru wonder, just a little bit.

“Sensei, is everything good?” Itadori’s worried voice breaks into his thoughts. “Does… does anything feel weird about your body?”

Satoru stretches.

“It’s like putting on a new coat,” he decides.

“… Eh?”

“It fits well, but everything’s a little stiff. But it’s okay! I’ll get used to it.”

[yuesya]

!! Thank you very much @moldeater02 for compiling this list! I think this is a fairly comprehensive listing of all the different zenith of stars AUs that have been mentioned on this blog so far.

As always, written snippets of various AUs can be found in a jumbled mess under the #Writing tag!

Yuesya Masterlist

From @yuesya blog. Hope it helps everyone, cuz i sure get confused with all these AUs

Twins au

Twin cannon

Twin swap au *V1 *V2

Bastard Shiki Au

Toji's Bastard au and fannart

Bastard au V3

Heian Shiki

Shiki in cannon

Same age au

Older sister au

Technique swap

Daughter au

Twin dimension travel : part 1?, part 2

Mother au and fanart and fanart 2

Demon slayer au

Nanami-Kenjaku

Male Shiki au

[wolfcha1k]

NOT MY ART, MY FRIEND DREW IT FOR ME, FOLLOW HER FOR HER OWN STARBOY CONTENT ON YOUTUBE!

My friend Ara drew Zenith and Asha for me recently for my fanfic and I just had to share it. She has a YouTube channel where she posts her own Starboy content you can find here:

[han-ban-bam]

Sooo @astralpaint cooked up a zenith switcheroo and so here is part two of the angst train I was sucked into 😌

ZENITH KOTALLO - LEADER OF SPECTRE SQUAD

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Crossroads

Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles, day 9

Prompt: Icy Roads

Rated: T

Tags: Fantasy AU; Demons; Deal with a devil; Slight blood and gore; Blood drinking

The full moon is almost at its zenith by the time Eddie reaches the crossroads outside the village. It's a few days until the solstice, and even though there's no wind, the air has that unforgiving bite to it that comes with clear, starry winter nights. His toes are aching in his threadbare boots - that dull, throbbing pain that means they're going to go numb soon. He grits his teeth and ignores them, stiff fingers fumbling in his bag for the supplies. 

He didn't account for how difficult it would be, etching the runes into the ground. The earth and mud are frozen solid, covered in a thin sheen of glittering ice. He casts his stick aside after the first futile attempt, opting to use his dagger instead, and even so, it's agonizingly slow work. Eddie swears under his breath, casting nervous glances at the moon overhead. The witching hour will be over soon. When his circle is finally complete, his neck is drenched in sweat and his breath fogs around him in puffy clouds. He doesn’t waste any time, scrambling up and standing by the side of the circle. His hands are so numb he hardly feels the pain of the blade slicing through his palm. He waits impatiently for the blood to well up, then holds his hand out. 

“What are you doing?” 

Eddie yelps and whirls. The precious red droplets burst outside the circle. 

There's a boy standing behind him, watching him curiously. He must've come from the village, even though Eddie is sure he's never seen him around. He'd remember if he had. 

He's striking. More beautiful than anyone else Eddie has seen in his sixteen winters. Smooth, soft skin with dark moles scattered all over it, like the stars in the sky above. His clothes are unlike anything Eddie has ever seen, rippling around him like water turned fabric. Shiny and precious and way too thin for a night like this. Some merchant's or nobleman's son, probably, passing through on his way to wherever it is that rich people go. 

“Fuck off,” he snaps, clenching and unclenching his hand in an attempt to draw more blood. “Can't you see I'm busy?” 

The boy doesn't fuck off. His footsteps crunch in the frozen mud as he walks closer. Eddie tries to ignore him, even though he can feel his breath on his neck. 

“Are you trying to summon a demon?” 

Eddie groans. 

“No,” he grits out. A thin red rivulet is trickling down his shaking fingers. Not enough. Not nearly enough. “I'm not trying, I am summoning a demon, so get outta here before-” 

“No, you're not.” 

Eddie whips around. The boy doesn't flinch, even though the burst of movement almost knocks their noses together. 

“What the hell would you know about that?” 

The boy shrugs, meeting his glare with an infuriatingly bright smile. “I could be wrong, but I'm pretty sure that rune is upside down.” 

“It’s not-” Eddie starts to say, but then he follows the boy's gaze and his stomach lurches. “Shit!” 

He drops to his knees, frantically trying to smooth out the earth and redo his work, but the ground is rock hard and his bloodied fingers keep slipping on the hilt of the dagger and his nose is stinging and the rune is starting to blur in front of his eyes. 

“It's no use,” says the boy, not unkindly. “You'll never fix it on time. You can always come back next month, or in spring even, when the ground is-” 

“No, I can't!” Eddie yells. His voice cracks. In the shrubbery by the roadside, a tiny animal takes off in flight. “I can't wait because he'll be dead by next month, so shut the fuck up and leave me alone!” 

Silence drops. Somewhere in the night, an owl hoots, long and mournful. 

“Dead?” asks the boy. He had crouched down so that his face is level with Eddie’s, peering at him with the same calm curiosity as before. “Who'll be dead?” 

Eddie wipes his eyes, smearing tears and blood all over his face. 

“My uncle. He's sick, and it's been getting worse, he doesn't have time-”

The boy snorts, disbelieving and bewildered. “What, you don't have healers in your village?”

And Eddie doesn’t know why, but he almost tells him. About how they're too poor to afford one. About how, even if they could, nobody would come and help them. How it's all his fault. He, who killed his own mother in childbirth, who seems to be followed by bad luck wherever he goes. No way any of the superstitious townspeople would mess with that. 

“This is pretty serious business, what you're attempting here. It's no joke, entering a contract with a demon.”  

“Yeah, no shit,” Eddie snivels, watching his hand in his lap. Now it's bleeding, of course. Now that it's too late. “You think I don't know that?” 

“You're willing to accept the consequences, then? Sign over your body and soul? Obey their every order? Serve them in this life and beyond, and swear allegiance to no other master?” 

“Fuck, yeah, whatever,” Eddie growls. “All of that, if that's what it takes. What's it to-” 

And then he looks up and his voice fails. 

The boy is smiling, wide and satisfied. His eyes are gold, glowing with an inner light that puts the moon to shame. His pupils are thin slits. 

“I've stated my terms and you’ve accepted,” the boy says. In spite of the frost, his hand is warm as it closes around Eddie’s wrist. His nails are sharp. “Just as I accept your offering.” 

His tongue tickles Eddie’s skin as he drags it over the cut in his palm, lapping up the blood. 

“The contract is valid, and your wish shall be granted. From this night, you're mine.” 

More holiday drabbles

It's not how Eddie expected to sell his soul, but he'll take all he can get. 

[silverstormsxx]

this is getting more traction than i thought..

So here are some nebulous ideas/thoughts for the au

Ceroba could, theoretically, stop clover at the wild east, replacing the starlo fight. Maybe she refuses to let them leave

(Again, you can see the isat inspiration.. "I won't let you go home.")

She COULD use kanako's mask.. use something made by her first child to save her second child or smthn like that. OR..

She could, after many loops, learn about martlet's serum and steal it... ZENITH CEROBA!!

I haven't watched madoka magica but from what I've heard about it.. ceroba and clover in this au kinda remind me of homura and madoka.. especially after ceroba starts tunnel visioning on saving clover and ignoring everything and everyone else if the loop go on far enough

This was mentioned before in the first post about this au.. but what if ceroba met sans.

(My sillies get to interact yay!! also i like to think sans has a magnetic pull towards loopers like frisk or flowey lol)

To Hold A Child And See Them As Your Own - An Undertale Yellow Fic

Ceroba time loop au - "in sakuras and flame."

(Inspired by in stars and time)

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Ceroba Ketsukane was nothing if not a patient woman.

She had raised and taught Kanako for as long as she could remember, even though Chujin didn't help nearly as much as she would have liked due to the fact that he was constantly busy with his job at the steamworks.

She had dutifully and devotedly taken care of her ailing husband after he had "retired", even when she had to assist him with eating or, on particularly awful days, sitting up right on the bed.

She had waited and waited for a painfully long amount of time for a human pure of heart and mind to walk into the dunes - all so she could claim their soul for herself and set out to fufill Chujin's legacy.

The same legacy he had entrusted her with.

The same legacy that drove her to slaughtering her own innocent, beloved daughter.

But now?

Her nearly infinite patience was wearing thin.

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Chujin had always had an extremely negative view on humanity as a whole.

He thought of them as selfish, cruel beings with not an ounce of love, hope, or compassion within their bodies. Beings that would do anything in their power to dominate and oppress those they deemed lesser.

Ceroba disagreed with Chujin when it came to most subjects at this point, but this one in particular..

Struck a nerve.

Her eyes were bloodshot, exhaustion evident in every single vein popping through her retina, as she looked over the corpse of a dead child with a SOUL that was full of justice and kindness and the exact antithesis of everything Chujin had spouted to her throughout the years.

A corpse she had seen so many times.

She remembered feeling emotional, once; before she had lost count of the number of loops it had been, before she had grown accustomed to the surge of determination that seemed to envelop her very SOUL before she was dragged back to that fateful day.

But now, the sight of the little cowpoke, brown hair tousled from all the battles they were forcibly dragged into despite being a little kid, checkered bandana ripped and torn at the edges, hat speckled with dust showcasing just how long and difficult of a journey they had endured until the bitter end..

Had become mundane.

She had tried. Fuck, she had tried to find a better, brighter future - one where Clover got to live happily underground for the rest of their life, surrounded by the people that loved them unconditionally and that would protect them from anyone who tried to lay a finger on them.

She had even come close to it, on some occasions - loops where she had insisted that Clover stay with her back in the Wild East, where they could visit their Uncle Starlo and participate in his silly roleplay with the Feisty Four whenever they wanted, and even hang out with their Auntie Martlet whenever she remembered the plans they had made earlier in the week.

But.

Whenever she had gone to chech in on them in K- their new room, she always discovered the window tilted open, a note lying on the dresser.

A note that always read..

'To Cero

To Martl

To Sta

To whoever finds this first,

I'm sorry.

It just.. don't feel right that I get to live peacefully down here while the other children had to die.

I'm going to get justice for them. One way or another.

Don't come after me. A..friend showed me some shortcuts to get to King Asgore as fast as possible.

Goodbye.'

And a note that always left her weeping and sobbing - whether it be as she sprinted to New Home as fast as she possibly could, knowing full well the entire time that she would be too late, too late - or whether it be as she simply kneeled beside the bedside drawer, mourning and lamenting a future that never was.

Slowly, she approached the corpse, and cradled it in her arms - just like how she used to rock Kanako to sleep after a dreadful nightmare, cooing and shushing her lovingly as she did so.

She brought them close to her chest and nuzzled their hair with her muzzle, tears beginning to slowly trickle down her pained, tired eyes and land on their head of hair.

"Clover," she began.

She didn't know what else to say.

What IS there to say, to someone whom you have come to love and adore as family across millions of timelines, but whom seems to be doomed by fate itself?

...Ah. she knew.

"Mom loves you." She whispered, hugging them even tighter, "Mom..loves..you.." She managed to choke out through tears.

She sniffled, before looking them directly in their hazel-brown eyes, "I'll..I'll find a way to save you, honey. Even if it's the last thing I do."

"In the meantime.."

A surge of undying resolve, a DETERMINATION to change fate once more and save her child.

"Please..stay determined, okay?"

And then she woke up in her bed.

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Chat should I include a "what if clover did a vengeance run in one loop"? 😊