#unknown AU

[monarch-maelstrom]

Finished all of the redesigns for Ladybug, Chat Noir, Rena Rouge and Carapace, plus the design for Plume De Saphir, for my Unknown AU. Also added some outfits they wear when they’re not on patrol or fighting an akuma :)

#unknown au #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug fanfic #miraculous ladybug fanart #miraculous ladybug fanfiction #ml ladybug #ml chat noir #ml carapace #ml Rena rouge #rena rouge #alya cesaire #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #nino lahiffe #felix fathom #miraculous redesign

[borrowedtimeandspace]

The Secret Flatmate

3. Impulsive

From this list of gt prompts.

AU: Unknown BAU

Note: Two prompts in one day??? Yep! ^^ this prompt and a few others have given me a bit of an excuse to actually post some things that have been floating around in my WIPs for a good while now. Enjoy some bonus pocketlock!

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John Watson was a creature of habit. That was to the advantage of one Sherlock Holmes, who carefully watched the man from the safety of the walls.

221B Baker Street was an odd place for someone less than four inches tall to hang their hat– or long wool coat in Sherlock’s case– but Sherlock loved it. He’d been a drifter for quite some time, always shifting around London. One thing Sherlock had never been able to do was sit still.

Until he stumbled upon this humble flat in Central London. At first glance it didn’t seem like much; the most interesting thing about Mrs. Hudson the landlady who lived on the ground floor was that she was apparently married to a drug lord, and he wasn’t even in England anymore. Bored, he decided to explore the flat one floor up. From the second he saw it– with its kitschy wallpaper, rubbish carpet and mismatched armchairs– he was enamored. How he ached to be able to live in 221B Baker Street properly, like a human.

And then he remembered he was human. At least he used to be. He’d given up on wishing for his old life back ages ago. Things would never go back to the way they were.

He ended up settling for the next best thing. After a few weeks of absconding with food and supplies from Mrs. Hudson, Sherlock considered himself fully moved into 221B. It was empty, but someone would rent it out eventually, and then he could live off them.

Sure enough, John Watson moved in, and he was at least a little more interesting than the landlady. 

Sherlock had a hobby in childhood that became an instinct as an adult. Extraordinarily observant, he could pick apart even the most minute of details in a person-- their clothing, their posture, even their accessories-- and from them glean an understanding about their life. This was all the easier when observing human beings, whose relatively massive statures rendered all those details plain as day to Sherlock.

While peeking in on his first conversation with her, Sherlock observed that the man was ex-military, wounded abroad if his limp and tan were any indication. Just returned from either Afghanistan or Iraq (confirmed later to be the former) and clearly hadn’t found a job yet. There was no way he could afford rent in Central London on Army pension alone, so it stood to reason that he must be getting help. Perhaps a loan, or a bit of aid from a family member. Taking a wild guess on a hunch after a closer look at the human’s mobile phone, Sherlock thought John’s brother might have lent him a little. Judging by the other things Sherlock deduced about the brother’s failed marriage and drinking habit, it wasn’t the easiest thing for John to reach out to him.

John took the flat– Sherlock’s flat– right away, and the smaller man kept a watchful eye on the new human. It took John a while to find a steady job, solidifying a schedule for Sherlock to take advantage of. He fell into his own habits, patterns of going through his flatmate’s things to learn more about him. It didn’t take him more than a week to learn about John’s career as a doctor, his shoulder wound that got him discharged, and the psychosomatic limp and tremor that came out of that.

This was a man lost in his own world, his own thoughts and nightmares, especially in the comfort of his own home. A perfect human for someone trying to avoid detection.

Or so Sherlock thought.

A few months after the doctor moved in, Sherlock was raiding the cupboards for enough to last him the week. John had long since gone to work, so the flat was quiet and peaceful.

Sherlock took full advantage of Dr. Watson’s recent grocery run, snitching a little from each freshly opened box and package. It was almost boring, how easy pickings were that day. He decided to climb down to the counter, make the rounds of the kitchen before heading back to his hidden home.

No sooner had he emerged from the cupboard sliding smoothly down his hook and line, than the smell hit him. Dark curls whipped around as Sherlock followed the scent to the table in the middle of the room where a plate of homemade scones sat. Sherlock’s stomach clenched with longing; it was around lunchtime and, while the bits of cracker and cereal and dried fruit in his bag made for a successful haul, it had been ages since he’d had the chance at a proper scone.

He longed for the days when he could hold one in hand and carry it along his merry way as he ate.

As it was, no one was home and the plate was hardly touched. Sherlock reasoned that it’d be a shame to let them go to waste, landing efficiently on the counter and giving his line a pointed flick to disengage the paper clip he’d twisted into a hook. The second he caught it, he was on the move to dig it into the edge of the counter. From there, it was a short jog along the floor, a sharp toss of his hook, and a quick shimmy up the dark thread.

The smell was even stronger on the table surface. Sherlock usually exhibited a lot of self control when it came to what he ate, whether it be out of necessity due to a shortage of pickings or a voluntary fast to aid his brainwork. But for some reason, this scone was different. Maybe it was the sheer nostalgia of the treat or the rare opportunity for something fresh, but there was absolutely no hesitation in his step as he made a beeline for the plate. 

He had to give Mrs. Hudson credit: her scones were heavenly. The pastry crumbled easily enough and melted in his mouth, interspersed with the sweetness of the fruit that had been baked into the dough. For once, his ever-running mind stood still for a moment, drawing him back to childhood.

Shoving his older brother aside to snag two handfuls of scones before school in the morning.

Opening his eyes to regard the crumbs in his hands, Sherlock forced himself to push those memories away. That family was lost to him forever, and he would never get that life back.

Not while he was under four inches tall.

#sherlock gt #pocketlock #BAU #gtjuly #gtjuly2023 #the borrowers #borrowers crossover #tiny sherlock #unknown AU #mystery AU #giant tiny #giant #tiny #gt #g/t #sherlock g/t #pocket sherlock

[friday-night-unknown]

I think it’s funny that UN BF’s name is B001, because it looks like the the word “bool”, which is an American slang term for someone whose really cool.

#ask #anonymous #un bf #bf #boyfriend #friday night funkin #unknown au #friday night funkin au #lizard boyfriend

[bigg1999]

clexa angst

SO I had a dream? I dunno what this is, but so much angst and hurt. 

“The bill is $45, wait sorry, $35. I can pay for myself,” Lexa says, taking a ten-dollar bill from the pocket of her apron and putting it into the register. 

“Lexa, come on, I-”

“The bill Clarke,” Lexa cuts her off.

Clarke sighs, setting her large purse on the small table, digging through it and finding the small wallet inside. She hands Lexa $100 dollar bill.

“I’m sorry, I can’t take this,” Lexa says, pointing to the lamented sign on the countertop, saying they don’t accept $100 bills.

“Come on-”

“Rules are rules, they don’t just change,” Lexa says, clenching her jaw. 

Clarke sighs, opening the wallet again, and digging out a $50 bill. 

“Change is-”

“Keep it. Say it’s the tip,” Clarke offers.

“I don’t need your money,” Lexa rolls her eyes, grabbing Clarke’s hand and forcing the money into it. 

“Lexa I-” Clarke blinks down at the harsh contact, the way Lexa’s holding her wrist has unspoken anger. 

“I’m not some baby that needs to be taken care of,” Lexa growls, letting Clarke’s wrist go. 

“I, I didn’t mean to,” Clarke studders, shaking her head, throwing the money in her purse without care, “Lexa I-”

"You, you're different now,” Lexa shakes her head, crossing her arms. 

"What do you mean?"

"All that all yesterday. I mean, you just. You represent something more now, I mean, come on. You called the police."

"I'm not, that's not-"

"It's okay. I get it. You grew up rich, I didn't. We came from different worlds. I guess you were testing how much you could put me through and if I'd stick around. Now you see you could do it all, and I'll stick around. You can use me however you want to, and I'll still be here."

"Lexa,"

"No." Lexa shakes her head, giving Clarke the change back, "I'm, I'm done. Tomorrow I'll be out of your hair. I'll grab my stuff and go to Goodwill and find something else. I'll find somewhere else."

"Lexa come on, let me-"

"Now, please, get out of my restaurant."

"Lex-"

"And if you don't, I'll have to call the police. And we both know you can't deal with that."

Green eyes are full of tears, and Clarke wants to say something, needs to say something, but can't find the words. 

"I mean it, Clarke. Get out," Lexa says, blinking away her tears, face set of stone. 

Clexa signs, biting her bottom lip and nodding, turning on her heal and leaving the love of her life behind.

#clexa #my fics #unknown au #dream au

[catthecat1953]

UNKNOWN AU: Part 1

the hands are mostly circle cuz drawing hand sucks

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OUTCODE by catthecat1953 (me)

#undertale au #unknown au #outcode!sans

[arik-fonarik]

Stickers for the art market

#undertale #undertale au #horrortale #unknown human #horror sans #horror papyrus #horror undyne #horror alphys

[anger-sama]

UNKNOWN HORROR Part 1 Made By Anger-Is-Flawed

So, Nightmare picked up horror for the first time and promised him all the food he could eat. Once Nightmare and Horror arrived at his castle, He met the other two that were going to be working with him. Dust and Killer were the same just like him but something was off about them. Nightmare introduced Horror to them and then guided him around the castle where Horror would be spending most of his time in. Horrors room was nothing special, just a simple bed and a couple wardrobes. Horror was only in it because he was promised food. He was planning to give it all towards his au, considering everyone was starving in there. It was all too much to think about so Horror just decided to sleep it off. After that, Horror started going on missions one after another non stop. At the end of each mission, Nightmare would bring up the topic of food and Horror would instantly deny and ask him to send it to his AU. Nightmare agrees and disappears to send it over. Killer and Dust would constantly make fun of horror for the large hole in his head. They also would come at him for his clothes, his one eye, and being weaker than them. Horror didn’t really care that much. All he cared about was sending the food he got from his missions to his starving AU. This kept going on for over 50 years. Constant abuse from those two and trusting Nightmare to keep his side of the deal. He even found a way to talk to Insanity. They looked down on both of them so they bonded on something. Throughout all those years Insanity actually started to trust Horror. At least he has one friend here. Horror thought everything was going well… Until one day he walked by the living room and heard Killer and Dust talking about his AU. He was listening in on what they were saying. “Can’t believe he is THAT dumb! Does he really think Boss cares about a little AU! Boss probably already destroyed it by now.” Killer said. “Probably, but you better keep your voice down before he hears you.” Dust said. “What’s the problem if he hears? He can’t really do anything. Boss would destroy him in seconds! We can deal with him too if it gets that intense.” Killer said. Horror couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His AU gone? He quickly and quietly made his way back to his room and shut his door as quietly as he could. Horrors mind started to race and then he finally broke. He decided to take out Nightmare for deceiving him for all these years. Nightmare is hard to kill, especially since he can detect emotions. If Horror decided to sneak up on Nightmare, He would die in seconds. All of them underestimated how smart he was because of the giant hole in his head. Maybe he can use that to his advantage. He decided to contact Dream and ask for help. Dream can also sense emotions but Horrors true intentions were overshadowed by his genuine need for help. Dream accepted and they both agreed to meet in a deserted snowdin.

Part 2

#Unknown Horror #horrortale sans #horror sans #utmv au #my ocs #lore dump #undertale au

[bet-on-me-13]

Unknown, the Wandering Hero

So! We all know the typical Vivisection AU, right? Danny is revealed to his parents and they take it in all the wrong ways. They capture him, Vivisect him, and eventually he manages to escape with the help of his friends.

But what about his Rouges?

Sure, we all like to think of some of the more friendly ones like Ember, or Sydney, or Johnny 13 and Kitty, but he has WAY more Evil Rouges than good ones.

Without Danny there to reign them in, the Rouges spread out across the world to fulfill their obsessions, unhampered by the Heroes and Villains of the world that have no means to fight them.

And Danny? He feels responsible. He was the one to open the Gate, he was the Sacrifice, the one to let them through. And when the going got tough he just up and left? No, that won't do.

His Obsession is Protection for a reason, and nothing has changed. All he needs to do is expand his area of focus a little.

Danny, after healing up, starts wandering the world in search of the Ghosts who have escaped into the Mortal Realm. He battles all of his old foes, as well as many new ones who he hadn't met before.

His travels take him far and wide.

He defeats Skulker in Metropolis, as he is trying to hunt down the Super Family for their pelts. They are the last of their race after all, so he is inclined to try and hunt them. Honestly dealing with Skulker was easy, dealing with the Rich Asshole who was funding him was a nightmare.

He chases down Spectra in Gotham as she tries to feed on the misery of an entire City. (Thanks to @impyssadobsessions for the idea, this Prompt specifically). She is actually a very tough fight, especially powered by both the Misery of an Entire City as well as his Own Misery, but he manages.

He defeats Technus is Central City, as he tries to Raid Star Labs for their advanced Tech. It actually took a while to beat him after he amped himself with all that Power, and he did need help from the Local Hero to deal with him. He's just thankful Technus is one of the more "Harmless" ones.

After every Victory, he sends them back to the Realms using the Banishing Spell that Sam taught him a while back (the only bit of magic he ever really managed to master).

He knows they'll eventually find their way back out, but it's all he can do anymore. It's his eternal Punishment for unleashing them out into the World in the first place. He was the Catalyst for this Situation, now he was tasked with Fixing it, no matter how long it took.

...

The Justice League is caught in a tricky situation a the moment.

In the past few months, they have been encountering more and more of these Extra Dimensional Beings known as Realms Ghosts across the World.

Justice League Dark has had some success in battling them, but even they are getting tired of having to deal with every single incident alone.

They did get approached by a Government Agency known as the Ghostly Investigation Ward that seemed to want to help, but it didn't take long to realize that their main Aim was to Genocide the entire Race. The JLA had quickly cut ties after realizing that, and took what little Tech and Information they had been able to gather.

Still, it wasn't easy to deal with these Entities.

Thankfully, they have had some outside help. An Unknown Being has been routinely showing up whenever a Realms Ghost appears and defeating them, before using a (as described by Constantine) "Rudimentary Banishing Spell held together by willpower and luck" to send them back to their home Dimension. There's honestly no way it should be functional, but he did make it work either way.

They don't know much about this Unknown, aside from the fact that he seems to be the only one able to consistently damage the Realms Ghosts. His Powerset leads them to belive he may be from the same Dimension, or at least drawing his power from the same Source, but as he actively avoids the League and takes every opportunity to not talk to them, they know they aren't getting any answers any time soon.

Over the past few months, they had affectionately started referring to him as Unknown, creative they know, because they could never get his Real Name. Sure, some of the Realms Ghosts seemed to recognize him, but they always called him stuff like "Whelp" and "Punk" and "Usurper", which were not very good names to use when referring to him. Although the last one was a bit concerning.

They had only managed to trade a few quick words with Unknown in the past few months, but it was enough to get the Gist of it. He was just doing his job, sending the Realms Ghosts back where they belonged. There was apparently a Tear in Reality letting them through, but he seemed hesitant to reveal what he knew about it.

After a few months of sparse interactions, they eventually managed to convince him to at least take an Emergency Communicator. Just in case. They even let him take it apart to look for any Tracking Devices, which earned them a small bit of trust. They took whatever wins they could.

Fortunately, it seemed he never did need it. In fact he was getting more and more efficient with every battle, defeating his foes in half the time it would have taken before.

Unfortunately, it didn't last forever. One day, the Communicator went off, a distorted voice quickly saying, "Need backup, some of them decide to Team Up" before cutting out.

They quickly rushed to his location, finding an active battlefield with no less that a dozen Ghosts battling Unknown. And he seemed to be on the ropes.

With their arrival, the combined force of the Justice League and Unknown eventually managed to defeat the Group of Ghosts. Justice League Dark volunteered to work on the Banishing Spells while the others cleaned up the damage from the Battle.

One of them approached Unknown to make sure he was ok, and froze.

During the battle, Unknown's Mask had been Torn off, and they could finally see the face of the Hero they had been working with for the past few months.

And he was a Child.

#Dp x dc #Dpxdc #Dc x dp #Dcxdp #Danny Phantom #Dc #Dcu #Vivisection AU #Wandering Hero AU #Danny's Hero name is Unknown #Danny isn't in a good place right now #He has an unhealthy mix of a Savior Complex and Survivors Guilt #He believes that this is all his fault and none of this would have ever happened if he hadn't been stupid enough to step in the Portal #Danny is of course Wrong since he parents would have eventually made the Portal work whether he stepped in it or not #And in that scenario there would have been nobody who could stop the Ghosts at all and they would have run rampant #The JLA is horrified that they let a child fight their battles for this long #Of course they understand him since they are the exact same but they still feel bad for not supporting him more #(As if Danny would have let them) #Whether Danny let's himself be taken in by the League or runs away from his problems again is up to whoever picks up this post #I leave it humbly in your hands

[saturncodedstarlette]

God!Ghost : I’m craving something sweet

Y/N : *eagerly points to self*

God!Ghost : I said sweet, not spicy right now, little bird

Y/N : . . .

Y/N : Heyy you told me I tasted like honey last night :(

God!Ghost : NO I don’t mean it like that-

#Cod #Call of duty #call of duty incorrect quotes #call of duty x reader #cod x reader #cod ghost #cod ghost x reader #cod ghost x you #Simon ghost Riley #Simon ghost Riley x reader #Simon ghost Riley x you #Simon Riley #Simon Riley x reader #Simon Riley x you #Original prompt : Unknown #God!ghost #cod au #cod mythology au

[knifecroww]

Au!aimsey is so Icarus coded

#au!aimsey #aimseyfanart #ausmp #aimsey #area unknown

[mecachrome]

Oscar on Today Show Australia

#heeeee his hair is so cute in all the aus news stuff :3c #oscar piastri #* #personally obsessed with new oscar lore (gets carsick) #as guy with fucked up inner ear who just spent 24h experiencing medically unknown forms of nausea via plane -> car -> elevator #sorry about the coloring

[monarch-maelstrom]

Unknown AU drawing dump

Plus basically what happened after Chat Noir fell

#miraculous ladybug #ml ladybug #ml chat noir #chat noir #lol #miraculous au #unknown au #rena rouge #ml rena rouge #let me see what you have #a knife #felix fathom #felix graham de vanily #alya cesaire #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #miraculous fanart #fanart #mlb fanart

[borrowedtimeandspace]

Homecoming

2. Different Era

From this list of gt prompts.

AU: ???

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Salty sea air blew Stan Baker's hair this way and that. The sky had just begun to lighten, silhouetting the looming mountain ranges past the coast. They had been so distant the prior evening, yet the sight of them excited Stan so much that he could hardly sleep.

He was almost home.

The first sliver of sunlight flooded its way across the sky just as the sailing ship passed the mountain's edge, giving Stan a better understanding of the word 'daybreak'. For the first time in three years, he could finally lay eyes on his home.

Far off in the distance, the mountains curved to form a semicircle, the edges meeting the coast at different points miles and miles apart. In between lay a peaceful gulf that gave life to a sleepy little town that thinned out into farmland even further back from the coast.

The mountain range wasn't impassible, but travel through them was quite strenuous to say the least. Difficult as it made land travel, he residents of Littoria were grateful for the natural protection. Many believed they warded off giants from entering their lands, or similar rumors of the larger folk taking up residence just past the range.

After all these years and all the training he'd been through, Stan wasn't afraid. He could handle anything those oversized brutes could dish out now. For the moment, he allowed a flood of relief pass over him like the waves brushing past the hull of the sailing ship. He could use some rest and relaxation before he put his giant slaying training to good use.

#Stan Baker #unknown au #fantasy au #Littoria #giants #sailing #giant slayer Stan #gtjuly #gtjuly2022

[puppetmaster13u]

DTC Au

Okay so y’know the Divine Twitch Chat Aus with Billy? Where Billy can hear the voices of the Gods in his head? Hear me out.

So Martian Manhunter can create psychic links between Justice League members, or anyone really. So, does that mean if/when Marvel is connected to it suddenly everyone also connected can hear the six other voices trying to egg him on? Do they also hear the Mediterranean Magic Men? Do they hear both Marvel and Billy? 

Are they utterly befuddled and concerned about this? Like the captain is pretty chill and just, this is what he has to deal with 24/7??

#they hear him telling the unknown voices to please at least let Billy sleep tonight #Marvel is the twitch chat moderator lol #Billy is the streamer #Divine Twitch Chat #Billy Batson #Captain Marvel #DCU #DC #DTC AU #Justice League #Martian Manhunter #Everyone is utterly befuddled and maybe a bit freaked out #The moment they notice that there's other people the gods all shout about a raid #JL Member: Why does Marvel sound like a twitch streamer sometimes?? #JL Member: Oh #JL Member: Oh that's why- #Shazam

[blackkatdraws2]

The Main Character.

[Blank Scripts AU]

#take a look at his shounen genre anime/manga acting ahh #okay small talk in tags (im gonna start spouting entire essays at you) #i personally think the TSP community dont give me enough content with Stanley as the main character #like yall are fr missing out #guys think about it #rather than focusing on the narrator (who's basically the equivalent as a high-leveled entity comapred to Stanley) #wouldnt focusing on the weaker person seeing the world filled with unknown monsters be more fun? #because you get to explore the story alongside him #since Stanley is just as clueless as you are #and compared to the already powerful beings #you actually get to see Stanley grow and progress #(I mean this is just me giving yall a prompt lmao dont take this personal yo I just really like Weak to Strong tropes) #(I dont really care-) #(-yall have fun with your stuff man :) #tsp blank scripts au #tsp au #the stanley parable #the stanley parable ultra deluxe #tsp #tspud #tsp narrator #narrator tsp #stanley tsp #tsp stanley #my drawing museum

[catthecat1953]

UNKNOWN AU: Chapter 1

Just err, 1 more day (hope i dont forget about it)

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#undertale au #unknown au #1 day just 1 day!1!1