Thinking very hard about an AU idea of mine. Reluctant king Sabo AU!
In which Sabo isn’t saved by Dragon, but survives long enough to drift ashore and be saved by the doctors of Goa Kingdom, who do so only to ransom his medical bills from Sabo’s parents. Sabo’s parents take him back, thinking that his amnesia makes him a clean slate, but Sabo, young and stubborn and unsure of his entire identity, knows that everything is wrong and runs again, and again, and again.
Until at some point, he meets the Revolutionaries, and realizes that he can be useful to them, provide them information, make something good of an inescapable situation. From then on, he starts acting the noble that he was born as, in order to be a more useful informant to the Revolutionaries, until sunk cost fallacy hits and he believes that being a noble is the only way that he can be useful to the Revolutionaries. So at that point, why not take it all the way?
At 17, Sabo becomes one of Princess Sarie’s suitors, and at 17, he has doubts about using the princess for his own goals. Sarie is a romantic, and she wants a dramatic fairy tale of a romance, and she was already charmed, but the moment Sabo opens up to her about not wanting to use her to get to the throne, having lofty ambitions of helping the people (just not the people she thinks he’s talking about), Sabo becomes the one she simply must marry, because surely if she tries hard enough, she can make him love her back.
Soon after, the king and his son die. Sarie’s father and brother die. And while Sabo conveniently ascends to the throne, he also swiftly implicates his father, Outlook, in the assassination of all heirs to the throne, resulting in Outlook’s arrest and subsequent execution. And thus, at 18, Sabo becomes king, and begins to gradually institute great changes to Goa Kingdom.
Design-wise, Sabo wears an eyepatch because his damaged eye is considered a grotesque sight by nobles’ standards. Under the eyepatch, he wears heavy makeup to hide the burn scar. These are both at the behest of his birth parents, who spin a story about Sabo having been born half blind to hide the fact that Sabo had been shot by a Celestial Dragon and save face. To those who have seen his scar, they fabricate a second secret story that he was unfortunately kidnapped as a child. Sabo never does find out, until he regains his memories, where the burn scar is actually from.
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Another AU has appeared. Though, right now, I don’t really have many ideas for it- I’m still just kind of going “???” but there’s certainly a thing going on.
At first, I kind of just thought about it revolving around a show—but then my mind immediately drifted towards a sort of FNaF World centered AU. So, for now, that’s where it’s sticking.
Who does it center around, you may ask? The idea that threw itself at me is just that... some kid basically gets isekai’d into wherever FNaF World—Animatronica—Animatronic Village?—is.
The first thing to pop into my mind was Pokemon: Mystery Dungeon. Except... y’know, different in a bunch of ways, and it’s animatronics with no humans—until the one character appears—but they stay human.
I have no idea what I’m doing with this.
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Thinking about the Cryptid AU again
And once more it’s about James Gordon.
He was one of the first few officers on the scene of the Waynes murder.
He walks through the crime scene, looking for evidence, for clues-
As he kneels down next to the corpse of Bruce Wayne, something slides into his shadow.
He doesn’t realize it then, and it takes a long time to fully realize that something is attached to him, but there is something in his shadows.
The other in the precinct notice first, when he walks pretty much anywhere, the shadows cling to him, grasping at him and trying to hold on.
It isn’t obvious, but the shadows clearly want him- or, in reality, wants what’s hiding in his shadows.
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"Nonsense." The Fox growled with a shake of his head. "I--"
It was then that Beryl stirred, coughing loudly. Flecks of dark ooze shot from her mouth and onto both the Fox's hand and the floor. Where they touched his skin, he felt an icy chill.
"Easy," He mumbled, putting a warning hand to her as she tried to sit up in his arms. "Try not to move."
"Remember what happened last time." Lapis chided, though Beryl wasn't looking in her direction.
"Sorry." Beryl mumbled, reaching up to weakly rub away the residue around her mouth and eyes. "I panicked, I didn't have any other options-"
"You're not in trouble." Lapis insisted. "We're just glad you're safe."
Beryl grimaced, but didn't try to say otherwise.
"Let's get you to bed." the Fox said, starting to walk to one of the cavernous hallways, but stopped when Beryl gripped the front of his shirt tightly.
"Don't leave me, dad." She said, starting to curl up into a ball.
Ah. Right. He supposed it wasn't exactly appropriate to just slide by what had happened without any sort of acknowledgement. Beryl had been panicked to the point of using her powers, after all, fearing he was in danger.
In some faint, relieving way, it was endearing. It was so similar to how she had been as a toddler, clinging to him or Lapis at all hours. Granted, the circumstances causing it weren't very nice, but...
It was also a bit discomforting, knowing she was more worried about him than herself--she had been the one to exert herself, and take a bite from that snake, after all.
"I'm perfectly fine, dear." He managed, reaching to rub her back all the same. "I'm not going anywhere."
"You are not." Lapis signed with a disappointed frown. "How many times am I going to have to tell you? You need rest, too."
"I can still move, can't I?" He growled back, ignoring the incessant ache in his ribs that begged to differ. In truth, he had been moving about in spite of the pain, but nobody had to know that.
"Ichigo."
That name, plain and clear, made him stiffen. She only ever used it to get his attention, to emphasize when she was serious, and it worked every time. It was his name, after all.
"You don't need to keep up the strong act." Lapis said, letting out a sigh through her nose. "Go take a nap with Beryl, please. Everything will be fine for a few hours."
He stood there for a moment, staring at her with a hard expression. He knew she was right. He knew arguing wasn't going to do anything. But he couldn't just sit and do nothing. As if he'd trust those old fools to handle the matter of the bishops and the Red Crown!
But... He also wouldn't be able to do much if his injuries got worse. Not to mention, Beryl needed him right now.
"Fine." He said, avoiding Lapis' eyes. "Fine, I'll go rest."
"Thank you, dear." Lapis signed, her expression relaxing.
The Fox leaned down and gently nuzzled her face, and she briefly stroked his chin in return.
He then made his way down a hall, off in the direction of the chamber they called their sitting room.
Much like everywhere else in the cave system, it was cluttered with various bones and trinkets that Lapis had accumulated over the years. Many large crystals were piled in the corners, emitting a gentle blue glow that bathed the room in a calming light.
With a loud exhale, he dropped down onto the layer of cushions that covered the floor, though was careful not to jostle Beryl too much.
He didn't need to get into any specific position to get comfortable--He could sleep pretty much anywhere, really. So he merely laid there on his back while Beryl shifted, settling for snaking under his arm to drape herself over his chest.
As much as he hated to admit it, he was actually pretty tired. All the energy from his earlier anger had left, and he hadn't had time to properly rest after first returning home.
So as he lay there, Beryl already snoring, he found his eyes steadily growing heavier and heavier.
And soon enough, he was asleep as well.
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