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artpikuuhnah · 3 days
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Unusual Encouter.
My Charlastor childhood au XD.
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thezmajana · 3 days
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Where the pet treatment projection towards Husk comes from 😔
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ghcstao3 · 11 hours
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prince soap is no stranger to assassination attempts. while they’re not frequent occurrences, they happen often enough that they’ve since lost their… effect.
he’s had guards fend off his attackers, has defended himself against assassins. but he finds his most efficient method of keeping his life is distraction—acting so nonchalant, anticipating every move, talking about whatever comes to mind. he manages to both charm and confuse assassins until their capture, and he honestly finds it quite entertaining.
the newest attempt had been by a man named ghost—mysterious as ever, terrifying as ever, soap hadn’t even heard him slip into his room like he does most. but he feels a presence, and that’s what has him speaking to silence:
“it’s rude to sneak up on someone, you know.”
a shift in the air, but no response. not even a breath. soap turns from his desk, mildly startled by the imposing figure cloaked in black.
“come to kill me, have you? like all the others.”
the assassin tilts his head almost curiously, before a deep, rough voice is suddenly invading the quiet. “not the first time, then?” he quips.
soap shakes his head, the edges of a grin creeping up on his face. they usually never engage in conversation. “hardly. though i have to say i’m impressed by your stealth.”
the assassin mockingly bows his head. he says nothing, and soap huffs, having been so excited by the prospect of talking with one of the people sent to kill him.
he pushes to his feet, only taking a single step toward the figure, testing. “well? are you going to kill me or what?”
dark eyes regard soap for a long, silent, tense moment. soap finds himself wishing to see beyond the assassin’s mask.
a low hum of consideration, a minute shake of the head. “not just yet,” he decides.
soap scoffs, glancing away to hide the roll of his eyes, to emphasize his exasperation—but once he turns back, somehow the assassin has already vanished.
disappointing, soap thinks.
but little did he know, that his and ghost’s song and dance were only just beginning.
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rapunzelscurse · 2 days
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Merthur Idea (so feel free to ignore if you don’t wanna read all of this)
Can you imagine if like, in one of the MANY magical shenanigans Merlin gets into and thinks he has to go off and die for Arthur, Lancelot tells Arthur what Merlin plans to do?
Like say it’s some canon-divergent AU and Merlin is going to go off and fight some big bad or try and trade his life for Arthur. He says his goodbyes to everyone in the castle: Gaius, Gwen, Morgana, Gwaine, Arthur. He hopes Gaius gets the letter he wrote to his mother
And when Merlin says bye to Lancelot, Lance knows something is wrong. Knows Merlin’s keeping something from him and is worried immediately. It isn’t until Lancelot speaks to Arthur that he puts it together.
Arthur tells Lancelot about Merlin seeming weird to him too. Seeming too sincere, too nice before leaving to Ealdor for his ailing mother. Lancelot knows Hunith isn’t sick and realizes: Merlin’s gone on a stupid, idiotic journey to lay down his life.
Lancelot doesn’t tell Arthur of Merlin’s magic but does tell him that Merlin doesn’t intend on returning and is in fact planning to die so ofc our favorite Pendragon gathers all his knights and goes after Merlin.
As they’re traveling, Arthur is so upset by the last conversation he had with Merlin bc that moron actually planned to die and didn’t bother to tell him? Didn’t bother to let Arthur say goodbye and talk him out of this fool’s quest?
While on the journey, Arthur learns that this isn’t the first time Merlin’s done something stupid like this and wonders what else Lancelot knows that Merlin is keeping from him.
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I have a flower shop/tattoo parlor maxiel + loscar AU building from a tropical storm into a hurricane in my head so here are some thoughts
+ When Max hires him, this is what he says to Logan’s arrangement: “It is not the worst thing I’ve ever seen. I can make it better.” What he really meant was that Max could make Logan better, but he wouldn’t come to understand that until later.
+ There’s a phone that sits on the back wall of Max’s shop. The first time it rang while Logan was working, he’d mistakenly answered it. He’d watched Max’s face go bleach white from across the shop as Logan answered “Hello, this is Verstappen’s Floral, how can I help you?” The barrage of angry Dutch he’d gotten back in return had shocked Logan into silence, making it easier for Max to steal the receiver from his hand. Now, Logan knows to just let it ring.
+ Oscar is pretty sure Daniel only gave him an interview because their moms are in a book club together. The owner of Honey Badger Tattoos was always friendly and outgoing but he was notoriously possessive about his art. In the ten years the shop has been open, it’s had four employees. Daniel Ricciardo, the founder, Daniel Kvyat, Daniel’s partner who he bought out after the first year, Lando Norris who worked part-time at the front desk, and now Oscar.
“I’ve never had an apprentice before, I probably wouldn’t be very good at it,” Daniel says during his interview. He’d said he liked Oscar’s work and already showed an interest in teaching Oscar more of his signature American style. But the guy was still hesitant, fidgeting with excess nerves. “Just ask Lando.
Lando nods from his seat at the front desk which Oscar can see from the open door of Daniel’s office. “He doesn’t know what he’s doing half the time, I wouldn’t trust him to teach other people.”
Daniel does not look like that’s the support he was going for, wincing at the dry criticism but not arguing.
“That’s fine,” Oscar confirms with a shrug. He’s already done the majority of his apprenticeship under Mark Webber. But when the man decided he’d had enough of the South of France and was selling the shop and moving back to Australia, Oscar had to look for somewhere else to work. “I only have six months left before I can get my certification.”
Daniel doesn’t look very reassured. Oscar can take a hint so he decides to get out before he’s kicked out.
“Hey, it’s cool, mate, thanks for meeting with me anyway-”
“Can you start next week?” Daniel asks, leg bouncing up and down and rocking the desk he’s sitting behind. He sees Oscar’s confused expression and sighs. “I really need more help here.”
“Yeah,” Oscar decides, not looking a gift horse in the mouth. “I’ll text you my schedule.”
And that’s how he starts working for the Honey Badger.
+ “This is a tulip,” Max is saying in French, word draw out and pointing at the multi-colored bulbs. Logan has tried telling him that he’s lived in Europe for the majority of his life at this point and can do his job in English, French, and Spanish but Max doesn’t believe him. At least Logan’s starting to pick up more Dutch.
Logan is rescued from his impromptu language lesson by the bell on the door ringing. He turns towards the sound, customer service smile already in place.
“Hi, welcome to Verstappen Floral, how can I-”
“Oh, it is you again.”
Logan stops and looks at Max who is frowning at the guy who just came in. The man is curly-haired and tanned, with tattoos scrawled over the majority of visible skin. His grin is big and toothy when he shoots it at Max.
“Hey, Maxy, aren’t you happy to see me?”
Logan blinks in shock at the nickname. Even their regular customers don’t get to act that familiar with Max. Logan doesn’t get to act that familiar with Max.
Max crosses his arms, lips pursing. “For the last time, I do not know what these flowers mean. I speak four languages and plant is not one of them.”
“Always a ray of sunshine, aren’t you, Max?” The man asks, unphased by Max’s grouchy demeanor. He leans forward onto the glass counter, certainly leaving smudges behind, but Max surprisingly doesn’t yell at him about it. “Lando sent me to pick up his order.”
Lando is someone Logan knows. He comes in about every other week and talks to Max about streaming and video games that partly goes over Logan’s head. He always leaves with a red and white bouquet, though the flowers change each time.
“Why could he not come get them himself?” Max grumbles, heading in the direction of the cooler where they kept to-go orders. Daniel shrugs and wraps his knuckles against the glass.
"He was late for a meeting or something, you know I don’t ask about his other job,” Daniel supplies. He changes his focus to Logan and the blond is met with the full force of the man’s mega-watt smile. Logan blames his mom’s genes for how easily he blushes. “Hey, you’re the new guy, right?”
Logan opens his mouth to answer but Max is suddenly im between them, Lando’s bouquet in his hands.
“Yes, this is Logan, no, he does not want any of your garish tattoos.”
Daniel pouts at Logan’s boss. He wonders how it doesn’t look strange for a guy who’s at least 30 to be pouting.
“Don’t be mean, Maxy. I wasn’t even going to mention the tattoos.”
Logan racks his brain for tattoo shops nearby. They obviously have a close relationship outside of just Lando. And Lando did say he worked for an artist…
“Oh hey, are you the Honey Badger?” Logan asks, moving his head to be seen around Max’s wider frame. Daniel jerks his eyes away from Max’s, as if he’s been caught doing something he shouldn’t. “I pass by there all the time. Not a lot of shops do American style out here.”
Daniel’s face lights up, looking between Logan and Max. “Max, you hired an American?”
Max sighs, more long-suffering than Logan thinks is necessary. “This is why I did not want you to speak with him. I knew you were going to be weird about it.”
“I’m not being weird!” Daniel argues. “I’m just surprised!”
Max and Daniel have another weird silent staring contest. Logan clears his throat reluctantly and they both snap to him.
“Um, where’d you learn to do that style?”
Daniel looks ready to excitedly burst into the story of his tattooing style and his interest in America, but Max cuts him off by pushing the bouquet into his chest.
“We do not have time for that, these are going to wilt. Take these to Lando.”
“Bossy, bossy,” Daniel murmurs, picking up the bouquet gently. He doesn’t sound annoyed by Max’s demands. Rather amused, actually. He shoots Logan another grin over Max’s shoulder. “I don’t envy you, mate. But hey if you want to talk tattoos, come by the shop sometime.”
“Definitely!” Logan agrees before Max can say anything else on his behalf. Daniel shoots him a one-handed finger gun before turning back to Max. His smile becomes a lot less joking and more sincere.
“See you later, Maximus”
Max loses some of his prickliness, voice soft when he says, “Goodbye, Daniel.”
+ There’s a man talking to Lando at the front desk when Oscar comes in that day. It’s neither of the two Oscar is used to seeing who come talk to Lando pretty regularly. Oscar’s pretty sure one of them’s his boyfriend and the other is his business partner but he can never tell which is which.
“Did you leave Logan alone at the shop?” Lando is asking while Oscar sets his station up.
“Well, I had to do it at some point,” the guy says, his accent reminiscent of German or Dutch. “What is the point of hiring another employee if I cannot leave for a few minutes?"
“Daniel never leaves me alone here,” Lando points out, a tad resentful. Oscar snorts.
“That’s because he has control issues,” Oscar claims. Both of the men look at him, one in amusement and one in confusion.
“Who are you?” The mystery guy asks. Weird, Oscar was going to ask him the same thing. He looks to Lando who makes the introductions.
"Max, this is Oscar, Daniel's new apprentice. Oscar, this is Max, one of our neighbors."
Oscar frowns. "I thought Max was your..." he trails off, leaving space for Lando to fill in the blank. He waves his hand.
"Different Max. This is Max Verstappen, he run's Verstappen Floral."
The new Max is still looking at him strangely. "Daniel does not take apprentices. He says he is a bad teacher."
Oscar shrugs, not sure what to tell him. He doesn't know how he got the job either. Luckily, he's saved from having to respond by Daniel coming out of the back office.
"Oscar, good, you're here, I wanted to talk about-" Daniel stops abruptly when he sees Max standing in the lobby. His entire demeanor shifts when he says, "Max, hey! What are you doing here?"
Daniel is normally a friendly guy, sometimes too much in Oscar's opinion, but he's practically glowing as he bounds over to Max. While Max's expression doesn't shift, his body language opens up to Daniel like one of his blooming flowers.
"I am talking to Lando about our stream tonight," Max answers. "He has not been very forthcoming with the details."
Lando tries to protest but even Oscar can see that it's a lost cause. This new guy showed up and suddenly it's like nothing else exists to Daniel. His boss giggles at nothing and that's when Oscar decides to get back to work.
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My Emesis Blue: What if AU:
Mikhail: *honestly concerned* Is Medic sure he'll be alright on battlefield? He not soldier, he doctor.
Fritz: *looking him in the eyes* Correction; I'm an Army Doctor, which means I could break every bone in your body while naming them.
Mikhail: *feels his heart skip a beat and his face flush*
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spiderware · 1 day
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ladynoirfanao3 · 2 days
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"I've been thinking about these claws ever since you told me who you were."
Amazing commissioned Shadynoir art from @falgardien (their commissions are open!)!! This is from my Shadrien fic "Dawning Light" that I finished a while back (fic is rated E). AHH THANK YOU!!
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cocopop-04 · 15 hours
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Favourite trope: young justice cartoon characters getting traumatised and concerned™️ about comic characters.
like, young justice: why have you all died? Why do u keep coming back to life? What is wrong with ur universe? Why???
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rayman-hype-house · 3 days
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whats all of you favorite music.
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We have a variety of different music tastes here in the Hype House.
Though, it may become a problem when it's being blasted from our rooms.
(Lots of fights have spawned from our clashing music tastes)
-UbiRay
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revshanks · 1 day
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Another Killjoy Weezer AU! Tried to do a little character intro like in the Na Na Na MV but I got tired and sad so y'all only get Brian and Rivers
Lyrics are from; (1) "Break Me Open" by The Relationship, (2) "君はサイクロン" by Scott & Rivers
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pierroettie · 1 day
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GUYS IM STILL A TWEWY FAN I PROMISE
I did a bunch of sprite edits for an au I'm working on but I was waiting til I did some writing for it to actually post but I'm taking forever to do so lol....
so anyways it's a simple roleswap au! the swaps being neku<>josh beat<>shiki and rhyme<>eri (and ofc the rest of the cast I haven't drawn yet... minamimoto and hanekoma swap will be real... )
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the general premise is that all of their personalities and entrance fees are the same, their characters just would be written differently in accordance to their roles and positions in the story
I'll post the full sprites when I get the writing done <3
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saewonwih · 23 hours
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Decepticon Miko AU!?
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Even when evil, shes still a Slash Monkey's fan...
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havenroyals · 2 days
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We're full in AU territory. Still thinking about Emelia leaving royal life for cartel life. This scene came from thoughts of Emelia - a former future Queen - spoiled since birth, experiencing a financial shift. Her Dad used to hold the wallet...now Daddy does.
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sunidove · 2 days
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more shitty doodles
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mr-jack-letterman · 2 days
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I thought it would be fun to give some insight into how the circumstances detailed in Covalent Twins are effecting the characters :D.
So, here's Covalent Emmet Progress Report #1 (as I will probably end up making more of these)(maybe)
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Despite popular belief, Emmet....is not doin too hot with this new situation.
The 2 years Ingo spent in Hisui were the worst years of Emmet's life. When Ingo finally returned, naturally, he was overjoyed. Hearing about what his brother faced in Hisui however....was quite concerning.
Every scar on his brother's body felt like a bullet wound to Emmet's heart. He hated seeing his brother so hurt and scared of what used to be their everyday lives. Thankfully, the amnesia almost entirely cleared up after a few months. But that didn't change the fact his brother was hurt, and there was no way for him to fix it other than supporting him the best he could.
Immediately jumping from that to their apartment being haunted by the dead ghost of Ingo from an alternate timeline made Emmet want to rip his hair out.
It's all just so unfair.
Emmet and Elesa had done nothing to deserve having Ingo torn away from them. Ingo did nothing to deserve his sudden derailment nor his treatment in Hisui, but most of all, Warden did absolutely fucking nothing to deserve being left for dead in the past by a God.
Emmet didn't care if the space-time continuum was at risk if Warden's timeline wasn't created. Emmet didn't care if Warden being sent to the future the same way Ingo was might have caused even more problems.
In Emmet's mind, there is not, and will never be, a riotous justification for Arceus leaving Warden stuck in the past. Not. One.
Not after all the pain and grief it caused Warden- his brother.
Warden is as much as Emmet's brother as Ingo is. And Emmet with never forgive Volo or Arceus for what happened to them. Not ever.
The worst part about it all is that the ones truly to blame aren't even here for Emmet to pass blame onto.
Volo is dead and gone, nobody can survive 150 years. (Unless you're Warden and live on as a ghost, of course.)
Giritina was only a tool, a terrifying and powerful tool, but still, only a tool for Volo to get what he wanted. Even through all his pain and resentment, Emmet can recognize Giritina as somewhat of a victim in all this as well.
Arceus is quite literally nothing, and also everything. Aside from pieces of Arceus (that Dawn allegedly fought and captured at one point.) Emmet would get nowhere trying to make an entire deity take responsibility.
The entire weight of Emmet's guilt, resentment, grief, and fury just sits in his hands. And with no one around to give it to, he keeps it close. Emmet blames himself.
Logically, Emmet knows it's untrue. He knows it's ridiculous. He knows he doesn't deserve any of the built up emotions he's taking out on himself, but he simply doesn't know what else to do with them all.
He knows it was all out of his control, but that alone is what makes it all so scary.
Emmet has never done well without a protocol or a script. But there is no script for this type of situation, let alone such a complex trauma. Emmet doesn't know what to do, and it seems like the only thing anyone can tell him is what not to do. Which for Emmet, isn't helpful in the slightest.
Emmet is veeeeery scared, and the total lack of proper answers and the uniqueness of his situation has only left him paranoid and flighty.
He's getting better. He will get better. The fear will slowly fade with time.
It's just gonna take a lot longer than originally expected.
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