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luciano-nightstar · 1 month

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Sharing some of my unfinished Nimona aus because... well... I just thought of sharing it, Part 1.

I call this the Golden Guardian au

Same events for this au, but Ballister is a guardian angel

He was originally Gloreth's guardian angel (not sure if I should do it before or after she met Nimona). Before her death, Gloreth prayed for someone to protect her descendant and guide them to good. And since Ballister was her guardian to begin with, he got a new job to be the guardian angel for her descendants for the next generation until the bloodline has ended.

Ballister took his job seriously to protect and guide Gloreth's descendants so that they could end up in heaven. After seeing at lease 3 or 4 generations feeling pressured to be like their great grandmother, Ballister decided to pretend to be a human and befriend those descendants to help them cope with their pressure in being a perfect knight. He saw how much he helped ease their anxiety, and decided this would be a normal thing he would do for the next generations to come.

Now to Ambrosius. Ballister thought of a different way to get close and befriending to the young Ambrosius, which is to join the knight. For two reasons - Since Ambrosius has been training since probably after being a toddler, he would feel comfortable to have someone close to train with him. - Second reason is that he noticed how awful noble's perspective are with commoners are. And Ballister believed that he can change the mindset of people about commoners by pretending to be one then becoming a knight and protecting them.

So he shapeshifted into a commoner kid then snuck in and, with the power and kindness and help of the queen (may God bless her kind hearted soul), he was given a chance to become a knight.

(Oh how that different approach backfires badly...)

Same thing with the knighting ceremony, the queen unexpectedly gets killed by Ballister's sword and he takes all the blame for it (I can't decide if I should have Ballister lose his arm or not or have angelic regeneration and regenerate a new arm)

Alternative path 1

The stadium screen crashes on top of Ballister, but he surprisingly survives and escapes through the hole on the ground that was made from the crash.

Ballister finds an abandoned tower and hid in there to process what has happened to him. In the end, he decided to return to Heaven to apologize and beg for forgiveness from the queen for killing her, even though it wasn't his fault. And she forgives him because she knows he wouldn't do it.

Ballister returns back to earth to continue his job as a guardian angel, only to see that Ambrosius was a mess because of the whole ceremony incident, Ballister is now wanted in the whole kingdom, and he thought that Ballister dead because of the stadium screen crashing on top of him.

(That's where I left off with alternative path 1, and I don't have enough ideas on how to finish it, sorry not sorry)

Alternative Path 2

Same thing with the whole plot of the movie. Ballister tries his best to find who murdered the queen and prove his innocence.

Nimona (who's still a shapeshifter in this au) finds him in the tower while he was still in his angelic form. They first thought that he was a fallen angel because of the murder incident.

”Should we pillage a village? Oh! Maybe make a cult? Or, lay low until they don't remember and then we RISE LIKE A FIERY PHOENIX FROM THE ASHES AND OVER THROW THE GOVERNMENT! And the people will scream “AHH THE EVIL COMMONER KNIGHT IS ACTUALLY A FALLEN ANGEL AND HE HAS COME TO DESTROY US!!”...…or we could just talk. :)” "I'm not a fallen angel."

He attempts to shoo away Nimona. Reasoning? He doesn't want her to get hurt because of him, he sees him still being too young to even be involved in any of this (Just so you know, Ballister is one of the angels that existed before earth was made)

Skip to near end of the movie (I'm running out of ideas, help me). Instead of Nimona sacrificing himself it's Ballister, he transforms into his true angelic form and destroys the cannon before it could hit the kingdom. Nimona and Ambrosius hoped and prayed that Ballister would come back, but all there was left was white ashes slowly falling like snow flakes, Nimona hugs Ambrosius who hugs her back. Both mourning over what happened.

Physically Ballister is gone, but he was already an angel to begin with so he will regenerate his physical body back again. As soon as he destroyed the cannon he wakes up in front of the gates of Heaven with saint Peter asking if he's okay. He turns around and sees the Director falling down to the fiery pits of Hell (deserve).

Time skip, Nimona gets (platonically) close with Ambrosius only because it would be something Ballister would want from them and everyone sees Ballister as a hero and honored him.

Nimona goes back to the lair where she first met Ballister. She goes inside looking around her, reminiscing of the things they did together there. They smiled as he decorated the "murder wall" and saw one of the pictures that they took together during their small dance celebration. She held the picture close, then- "hey kid." "HOLY SH-"

I am debating if I want Ballister to reveal that he was a guardian angel to Ambrosius or not...

Alternative path 3

It's the same as path 2 but after Ballister sacrifices himself, he was sent to the courtroom of Heaven (yes Hazbin hotel refence) and was given two choices. The first choice was that he could stay as a guardian angel and continue to protect the Goldenlion bloodline like he did before, the second option was that he can become human and live amongst the mortal until his death.

(Your choice on which one he chose :D )

✨ Design Ideas ✨

This is kind of what I imagined Ballister's angelic design would look like... now

(Found this on Pinterest but the original artist is critbit on Instagram)

Another idea design (this one is from puFik 🥀 on Tiktok)

(But their Tiktok account name is aleluia._.0 give them a follow their amazing)

But this was originally my idea for his angelic design

He had two gold halos with many eyes crisscross, covering the upper part of his face. Those two halos can transform into small hoops earring with eyes incase he doesn't want to use the covering halos.

A third halo slowly spinning behind his head, two eyes under his normal eyes (because angels do have a lot of eyes), six white wings with some gold feathers, a small crystal on the center of his back, and white marking all over his body (I added those last two because I thought it would look cool)

Also, for the clothes... I didn't have any ideas...

Some headcannons as well :)

(some are probably canon to my au, it's your guess on which one)

Ballister can hide his wings, his halos, and his many eyes. He can make himself invisible to humans and other creatures. Another fact about his invisibility is that he can make himself visible to whoever he chooses. (There might be some scenarios where people were called crazy for seeing him when others cant... especially with Todd)

During their training years, Ballister developed feelings for Ambrosius, but since it was the first time he fell in love, he wasn't aware that he was in love.

Even in his human form/disguise, Ballister can see and interact with other spirits.

Since I heard that Nimona can see the dead, I thought of this idea that even if Ballister is in his human form to others, he's always in his angelic form in her eyes.

When Ballister is angry in his angelic form, eyes would appear on his body and even some on the air, and the sound of his voice becomes a chorus (-like?)

His angelic sword can transform into different weapons that he could use. Like from sword, to a spear, then to a bow that can magically generate an arrow when pulling the bowstring.

I have a scenario idea where Ambrosius is out late doing his patrol duty when it suddenly rained. After a moment of silence and getting soak on the rain, Ballister used one of his wings to cover Ambrosius from the rain. And that is when Ambrosius first saw Ballister since the ceremony, with a "new" angelic look.

Another scenario is when Ambrosius is in deadly danger, and Ballister is forced to show himself in order to protect him. That is the first time when Ambrosius saw Ballister as an angel.

This is a lot of information about my au and you can definitely tell that this was my favorite...

Anyways, would you believe me if I said that I also made a fallen angel au called The Blackheart Angel au (it was originally made for the comic version, you can also call it An angel with a Boldheart if movie version) and another au called Celestials au? I will be making another post explaining those two aus and maybe a few more of my unfinished aus as well.

#nimona #nimona au #goldenheart #ballister boldheart #angel Ballister #Nimona unfinished aus #This is a very long post #mix match pronouns for Nimona #ambrosius goldenloin #ambrosius x ballister #ballister x ambrosius #Ambrosius #Ballister #Golden Guardian au

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midoristeashop · 10 months

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Nightlight!

been going down a rabbit hole of golden age fics and this is my take on the nightlight design tee hee (I love him with all my heart and soul)

also it’s my personal head canon that nightlight was a past life of Jack’s and can access his star boy powers in life/death situations?? Idk but wouldn’t that make a cool future scene where jack can access past PAST lives’ memories and just see his cool space protector self like

anyway I love him bye

#nightlight #guardians of childhood #jack frost #rotg #oh and yes I’m making a golden age au with hijack #TEE HEE #I am very normal about him #unlike jack he doesn’t talk much #when he does it’s all twinkly and echo-y and just how you’d imagine starlight to sound like #can communicate like sandy with lil stardust pictures #oh and the sword is apparently like moon child tears #please correct me if i'm wrong #I love love William joyce’s sketchy style I wanted to mimic it #golden age au

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goldyluna · 6 months

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I wonder what's in this box.

#The Angels in a World Of Cruelty and Tears #Your Turn To Die: Purgatory Trials #Purgatory Trials #guardians of purgatory #nao egokoro #with a golden box #what could be inside?#your turn to die au #your turn to die fanart #your turn to die #yttd #yttd spoilers #yttd fanart #art #digital #digitalart #fanart

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orions-belt-buckle · 10 months

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Owlscop

The Owl House X Petscop AU

Sprites design

I redesigned the characters' in-game Petscop sprites to fit the AU. This was very fun and I'm pretty proud of what I came up with !

Players' sprites

Golden Guardian (Guardian redesign) : This redesign follows the classic shape of the Petscop Guardian, but makes it look like the Golden Guard. It's wearing the golden Guard outfit, so does every sprite. Instead of the classic head of the Guardian, this is the Golden Gard's mask, but following the normal head shape. All the colors were color-picked from Petscop sprites to match its aesthetic. The Golden Guardian of course still doesn't have hands

There are 4 sprites for the players is Petscop. The basic one, the Guardian, is the one that represents you when you are playing the game, always. When you encounter another player though their sprite will be a Guardian with a different head. That head is something that symbolizes a specific player. This is called the Multiple Player Theory (MPT for short).

Hunter MPT Guardian : This is Hunter-Paul's avatar. Originally, Paul's avatar is called pyramid-head since its head is the red pyramid that symbolizes Care's dance. I thought : what would symbolize Hunter best ? And especially a happier Hunter ? Of course that would be Flapjack, Hunter's best friend and Palisman. Which is perfect because Flapjack is red, much like the original pyramid. It's also not a human face in both cases. To fit better the aesthetic and to symbolize the older Hunter, I decided to go with the Flapjack tattoo design as seen in Watching and Dreaming.

Belos MPT Guardian : This is Belos' avatar. It's based on Marvin's, which is originally a green mask that is quite scary in its deformity. What represents Belos needed to be green and monstrous too, which could only be his Palisman-monster face and its inhumane smile. Both Marvin's and Belos' faces are the closest to a humans face between the three MPT avatars. For this design too I tried to keep it simple with the shapes and no shading.

Amity MPT Guardian : This is Amity's avatar. It's inspired by Belle's, which is in Petscop a circle, specifically a drawing of a girl's face that we assume is Tiara aka who she thinks she is/wants to be. So for Amity, I went with the Blight Industries' logo. It represents Amity very well because it is an Abomination (what she loves most) as well as a symbol of her parents' company (who she thinks she is/should want to be, the perfect daughter, witch and heiress) and it's purple like her. It also replaces Belle's drawing perfectly since it is also a circle with a face in it.

Hunter A, B and NLM

In Petscop, we encounter care A, B and NLM in different locations. Her face in the 3 states is also drawn on a piece of paper at the beginning. She has her own sprites different from any Guardian. Since Hunter is Care in Owlscop, I changed these to look like him. Because this is Hunter-Cqre and not Hunter-Paul, the redesign looks like him back when he was the Golden Guard, especially for his outfit.

Children that went through a Rebirthing have 3 different states: A, B and NLM (Nobody Loves Me). A is for when the child is ok, B not so much and NLM is a mentally broken person.

All the colors have been color-picked from Petscop (Care and Guardian sprites).

Hunter A : This is Hunter before the abuse, as a freshly made Grimwalker. For that reason, he is a Hunter we have never seen in TOH. I removed his scar, damaged ear and characteristic dark circles. Indeed, these are all consequences of Belos' abuse. His hair though is close to what it is the first time we see him.

Hunter B : This one is close to the actual Hunter we see on TOH except more disheveled to match the evolution of Care's sprites.

Hunter NLM : This is the same design as Hunter B, but in Care NLM's pose.

#owlscop #owlscop au #petscop #toh #the owl house #toh au #the owl house au #hunter toh #hunter deamonne #long post #petscop guardian #i had a lot of fun drawing these #golden guardian is a catchy name idk #i absolutely love analyzing everything in detail #even my own work #i just really like sharing all the small reasons why something is the way it is

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bewitched-bullet · 2 months

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Almost done

Kozmotis Pitchiner as seen in To Jump the Balefire on Ao3 Fae au

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angiesdoodle · 8 months

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My doodles of Darius and his mentor!!

An alternate universe where Darius and the Last GG are foster father and son: (Captions: Darius stole his cigarettes, GG suspects him of it Darius - (thoughts) I have problems)

Just a sketch of the last GG

LITTLE DARIUS

#toh #art #toh darius #last golden guardian #golden guard #darius' mentor #toh oc #golden guard oc #au #toh au

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froggyfeetsies · 10 months

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Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

I’ve not read the books, so whatever I have is stuff I’ve been told or stuff I’ve read on the wiki but

wouldn't it be fun if they were childhood friends in the golden age?

friends since Pitch's homeworld ascended to a position within the Golden Constellations?

how fun would it be if he was aster's best man, helped with his kids, his wife and asters wife besties? Pitchbunny tribe? Our kids? Telling old war stories together by the fire? old war buddies? blood brothers?

#my art #rotg #rise of the guardians #guardians of childhood #pitch black #kozmotis pitchiner #fanart #e. aster bunnymund #aster #bunnymund #lady pitchiner #kaeia bunnymund #baby bunnymunds #tribe bunnymund #blood brothers au #Snapshots of an old heartbreak #golden age #Song comic

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goodoldfashionedengineer · 11 months

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The Guardians Shall Rise

Summary:

A world in which Hunter instead of Luz is sent to summer camp by his 16 older brothers and learns what it means to have friends while also getting a new mentor figure. And there's the Empress who despises humans for some reasons, but he'll be fine. Based on @sergeantsporks Guardian Family AU

Warnings: Mentions of (Parental) Death and Belos being creepy

Ao3

Chapter 1

Finally, the bell rang and they were dismissed. Rapidly he packed his stuff to get out into the hallway before the flood of students could set in.

Almost tripping over himself, he ran to his locker. Hunter exhaled a sigh of relief as he arrived with no other soul in sight. That's when he threw his backpack off his shoulders, only for it to land onto the floor.

“Damnit!” Promptly he kneeled to pick it up, but a foot from his left kicked it away. “Hey, watch out, man!” he exclaimed.

“And why should I? Will you send one of your brothers after me?” Brian said with a smile, a stupid classmate who has a new target every other day. Today that seemed to be him.

In the blink of an eye, Hunter got up again, balling his hands into fists. “Give it back!” Out of the blue, another classmate, Rich, came to his aid by taking the bag from the bully. “Come on, don't be mean. Here,” he threw it back at Hunter, who wrapped his arms around said item and shielded it protectively.

He turned away to inspect if any damage had been done to one of its contents. Luckily, it seemed to be intact. A chuckle escaped from the other student, “Besides, it's probably infested with rabies anyway.”

All remaining calm was swept away in an instant. With one quick move, he saw that self-righteous smirk. Cautiously, he secured the backpack in the locker before moving on with pure instincts. Hot rage blurred his vision as he threw himself onto him.

A few shrieks were heard from the crowd that had gathered around them. He didn’t hear what was said, all he focused on was getting a few hits. Rich was pushing Hunter’s face away with his hand, but growing up with brothers gave him the advantage.

Out of a sudden, someone grabbed his shoulders, trying to tear him away. Hunter punched whoever it was, not done yet with his current target, who still used his flat hands to defend himself. The person he just hit didn’t stop.

“You’re so crazy!” “You’re crazy!” “Boys, stop immediately!” “Ow! Did you just bite me?!” “That’s enough!” Another teacher had arrived at the scene and the both of them were finally able to get Hunter off of Rich. “You are going to the principal’s office!”, one of the P.E. teachers said as he guided Hunter the way.

Around him, the students looked at him with fear, anger and annoyance. As if he had personally wronged them. The whispering ensued and he knew that this would be the gossip for the weekend.

Not everything was understood but here and there it was just clear enough. Some didn’t even try to hide their comments at all. “That’s what happens when you get raised by your siblings.” “Yeah, I think he finally snapped.” “I heard the last set was full of troublemakers.” “Seems to run in the family, then.”

Nothing he hadn’t heard but that didn’t make his urge to free himself and go on a second round any less apparent. “Jay-eh, Finn- Wittebane, stay still and let’s get this over with. What is up with you today?!”, the teacher said. Hunter couldn’t suppress the grunt, “My name is Hunter.”

And that's how he got himself landed in the principal's office. One might say he overreacted. He, however, thought that his reaction was totally justified in this case. What was he supposed to do, not doing anything?

“Mr. Wittebane, why did you bite Richard Lewis?”

Hunter sat closer to the edge of his seat, “He insulted my family! He-”

“Mr. Wittebane, I am asking you to calm down. This conversation could go a lot smoother if-”

“If what? I had just gone away like nothing happened? That’s what you want, right?!”

The principal sighed and rubbed his temples. He was obviously used to this situation and losing his last bits of energy. With a defeated expression, not even looking up from the ground, he suggested, “Let’s just wait until your brother arrives, Mr. Wittebane.” And leaned back in his chair.

The teenager with overcrossed arms grumbled before leaning back. In an effort to distance himself from the adult, he took the chair and brought it awfully close to the door. The angry glare he shot at the principal went unnoticed and instead asked him another question, “Do you regret your action even in the slightest?”

“No!”, he spouted, “The only thing I regret is not biting hard enough.”

The principal raised an eyebrow, “Is everything okay at home?”

Hunter had to grip both of his chair arms, so he wouldn't fall out of it as he leaned forward. The audacity of that question left his mouth open. “Of course! Why wouldn't it be?!”

The other gave him a sympathetic smile, looking kind of sad. “Grief comes in different forms. I knew your brothers and how they acted-”

“Well, Mr. Shepherd, I am not my brothers.”

Hunter wasn't set on answering another question. Not until Jasper would arrive at least. He avoided each and every one.

School was long over when the door finally opened, hitting the back of Hunter's chair. “Jasper, thank God, you're finally here!”

Hunter stood up to move his chair, but when he looked up, it wasn't Jasper's face he saw. It was Caleb's.

That's when he knew: He fucked up.

“Caleb Wittebane! Pleasure to see you again, I wished we had better reasons to meet but it can't be helped”, the principal said with a grin, “Usually I have a lot of positive stuff to say about Hunter. However, today he was involved in a fight that he initiated. He refuses to answer me, the only thing I know is that I was very surprised when I first heard it.”

Caleb kept a neutral expression and hadn't even looked at Hunter once the whole time. The ride home would be unpleasant for sure.

The teacher looked at him pitifully. “As you know, I don't allow violence at my school. For nobody. That's why Hunter will be suspended for the next three school days.”

Hunter felt like he got hit right in the gut. The silence which followed after was awfully loud. “No, please! Don't suspend me!”

“I am sorry, but-” “No, give me janitor work or detention for I don't care how long, just please!”

He must have looked absolutely pathetic. Begging with wide-opened eyes to not be suspended for three days. He couldn't help it.

Hunter would have continued his rant if not for Caleb, who put a hand on his shoulder, still not looking at him.

The principal took a breath before explaining himself more, “Hunter, you fought a student over a comment. You punched a teacher. When I asked you why, you refused to answer. What's more, you only feel bad now because it affects you negatively. I am sorry, but your actions have consequences, Hunter.”

He had been robbed of all words and was too stunned to speak. It didn't quite feel real. The walk to his locker to retrieve his bag seemed like a distant dream. Getting into the car happened without him even noticing, as if he was just a spectator in a video game.

A few minutes ago, he thought this would be the worst moment of it. But he had been quickly proven to be wrong.

The oldest brother turned on the engine and began to speak shortly after, “You know, if you were being bullied, you could have just told us. We would have taken care of it without you getting in trouble.”

Hunter got a feeling that he wouldn't like the truth. “It's not just me. It's not even primarily me. Most of the time, I am not even visible to them. They just took my bag, which annoyed me and then they insulted our family.”

“This again?!”, he sounded clearly upset. “I have to talk with the others about this.”

“You mean with the First Council?”, Hunter said apathetically while looking out of the window.

That seemed to bring the driver over the edge, “Hunter, quit joking, this is a serious matter!”

Hunter had known the lecture would come but the suddenness of it still was unexpected. At least Caleb had the manners to look apologetic. “I know you care about our family. I do too, that's why I am trying to keep it together but we all have to work together for that. Hey, Hunter. Look at me.”

His head shot up and he finally made eye contact through the rearview mirror for a few seconds. He had that stern gaze he used when he was going to say something important. “Uncle Philip tricked the new police officer already. That guy totally trusts him.”

How anyone could fall for that was beyond Hunter's understanding. But hey, maybe he only knows that it's all a facade because he had people telling him about it for as long as he could remember.

“You remember when your brothers acted out?” Hunter pretended to be brooding, “Which ones?”

Caleb didn't say anything but his head movement exposed his eye-rolling. “You know which ones. The ones who destroyed school property and some people complained and said we should have our custody removed because 'children can't raise children'.”

The air seemed to thicken. He was still rather young when that happened but he could still remember the hectic atmosphere and bustle that went around the house. Nobody told him what was going on at that time, of course, but it still had an impression on him.

“I assume that's a yes,” Caleb said. He continued, “He has a big advantage now. If he does it right and acts like he is a reliable adult who just wants the best for his 'poor nephew', he could actually have a chance this time.”

Something about that gave him chills. He never thought of this possibility because their uncle was universally shunned by the town as being kind of weird and creepy, but looking back on it, he did try his best to improve his image in the last few years. Sometimes he still thought it's Uncle Philip he saw in the bushes he passed. That man knew how to spike up paranoia and fear while also making his targets feel completely helpless.

None of them knew why he wanted custody of them. It's not like he ever cared about them in particular, he often avoided going to their house even before their parents' death.

It was bad to think about their death in the very vehicle they died in. Not the same, but still a car. But he had already started to think about them and Uncle and what did he do, he ruined everything, he is going to-

“Hunter? Hunter? We'll be home soon, okay? Should I pull over?” Caleb's voice said, the sternness all gone and replaced by gentleness.

Rapidly he shook his head. He knew how to calm himself down. They all did. Just take deep breaths, hold, exhale, repeat. Simple, really.

Not long after, Caleb emerged again, “I'm sorry. I didn't want to make you so worried. We will figure something out, okay?” The remorse was thick.

Evening set in and Caleb left Hunter alone for the rest of the day. But what was even more strange was that no one else had come to check on Hunter. The only thing unusual at dinner time was some glances that were exchanged between the brothers during dinner time, thinking they were stealthy.

When Hunter was finished, he tried to sneak back to their room. Emphasis on tried. He was stopped before he could even go through the doorway by Liam. The firefighter had his arms crossed and had a questioning look on his face. “Where do you think you’re going?”

He tried to squeeze past him, but of course, his scheme was hindered before he could have tried. “Ahem,” Caleb cleared his throat, “I think we need to talk.”

All eyes were on him. What would follow would come with mixed feelings, as some looked nervous, like Monty and Nathan. Others just looked defeated. The rest seemed totally self-assured.

He has never felt this exposed when surrounded by his brothers. To be frank, interrogations like these were uncommon, especially for Hunter. But it still was enough for his shoulders to tense.

“Hunter, take a seat. Don’t worry, we aren't angry at you” Caleb ordered. “Liam, no reason to play bouncer.”

Hyper-aware of every movement, Hunter made his way to the couch and sat down. Caleb took a few seconds to collect his thoughts, but Adam forestalled him, “First off, we want you to know that we love you, and we always will.”

These words weren’t encouraging. At all.

“Secondly, you probably won’t understand our actions or reasoning, but we have been thinking about it for some time and we will explain our side,” Adam continued.

A bad feeling overcame Hunter as he stared at the floor, taking a deep breath. They all seemed to have something planned out and he didn't like that.

“What is it, then?” He blurted out.

Instead of responding, the oldest set, or the First Council as they like to call them, looked at each other, before Caleb finally pulled out what looked like a pamphlet and gave it to Hunter.

Cautiously, he eyed it, as if just the bare touch could hurt him. Upon taking it, he noticed the smiling children, assumingly having fun, on the cover, the headline being “The Great Gatherer Summer Camp”.

“What…What’s this?” he asked full of confusion, despite the title being pretty obvious. The looks on the siblings' faces showed visible uncomfortableness, but they were still determined to continue. “A Summer Camp. To which you will go to.”

It hit differently when spoken aloud. He still didn't understand why they would do this. “But… summer is one of the only times we are all together.”

“And you can make up all that time during Fall and Winter Break,” Caleb said with little emotion.

Thoughts were rushing through his head but no correct sentence could be formed. He wanted to say 'Why don't you understand that it's not the same', wanted to say 'Why are you doing this to me', wanted to say 'Why are you hurting me this way'. He wanted to say so many things. But he said nothing.

Instead, he jumped up and ran to his - their room, with Liam now out of the way and nobody expecting his sudden reaction. They would be even more mad now probably, as their calls and footsteps were already shaking the house. But surely he could not sink deeper than this.

Hunter moped to his bed and embraced the cushion that he fell onto. Oh, what he would give so that he could rot here for all eternity.

The noises outside the door became louder but Hunter had no intent to open it. Their fault if they want to send him away.

However, it did move his focus toward his school bag, which gave him the motivation to get up after all. When he unzipped it, the item already greeted him with its sight. Carefully he held it in his hands to sit on his bed again.

It was a wooden carving of a cardinal with a scar across its left eye, beautifully painted and still shining bright after decades of being in family possession. He couldn't look long at it before he became nostalgic but in a good and familiar way.

Instinctively, he opened the drawer of his nightstand to pull out a drawing of said cardinal. Next to it was written “From Dad + Mom, For Hunter”, all of it in pencil, except the '+ Mom', which was written in red.

The memory of the making of this picture has gone blurry over the years, but he could still remember their smiles as Dad drew the sketch and Mom colored it. And the birds were chirping. They loved birds. They loved birds so much, so much that a lot of decoration in their house is bird themed and they have like five different bird houses.

His hands were shaking as he finally turned the picture around to read the words “Love you, Little Prince”.

When he first read this after it happened, he was sobbing on the floor for the rest of the day, mourning to be hugged one last time. Now it's like balm for the soul. The wish to be held by them remained.

The end of the school year and with it the start of summer break came. This year, however, he wasn't excited about it. Because instead of goofing around with his siblings, he was supposed to go kayaking and group hiking with people he didn't know. Why couldn't he have done this with his family?

The days leading up to it were filled with encouragement and promises that felt shallow. Nobody seemed to listen to him and his complaints of not wanting to go were ignored or downplayed. What's worse, Hunter was sure that they think what they are doing is the right thing. They did a good job raising him until now, why did they suddenly change their stance?

“You know that we love you?” Jasper asked, who stepped into his room and sat down next to Hunter on his bed.

Hunter stared at his shoes as he grumbled, “Doesn't feel like it.”

The silence between them stretched on until Jasper laid an arm around his shoulder. “We do. You might not understand it, but we are just looking out for you.”

“Then why are you pushing me away?!” Hunter shot back, now looking directly at the older brother, who had the means of looking sympathetic.

“It's not our intention, it's just a result to keep you close to us, okay? This is not your fault, it's ours. We did what we could do with our parenting skills but now we need a little extra help and there is nothing wrong with it," he said.

Hot, bubbling rage filled up inside Hunter's very being as he lashed out. “Do you know what you sound like?! It sounds like-”

'I am a burden on you which you now shove to someone else', he wanted to say. But he chose not to and instead stormed out of his room with his backpack.

Outside, his suitcase was already waiting, with Adam and William standing next to it. The two of them were engaging in conversation. Upon joining them, they stopped and resorted to smiling at him, as that would make this situation any better.

They didn't even stay and instead excused themselves by saying that they had to have a word with Caleb.

So here he was, waiting for the bus that will take him to the worst three months in quite some time, completely alone. If not for the feeling of being watched, despite the streets being completely empty. Hunter looked back at the house and nope - nobody was standing at the window. He looked to his left, then his right, until his eyes caught something. He has to blink multiple times to make sure it was truly the person he believed it to be. But there he was.

Philip Wittebane aka. his uncle. Not 20 feet away from him, standing next to a street pole. The man smiled, but the kindness did not reflect in his eyes, nor did the small wave. A shiver ran down his spine and without thinking twice, he dashed inside to find someone.

The oldest set was standing right in the kitchen. “Guys, guys, you must look! There's Uncle Philip outside!” Hunter said as he tried to catch his breath. His brothers looked at each other with puzzling looks, both eyebrows raised. Hesitantly William stepped forward and placed a hand on Hunter's shoulder to guide him outside.

William stretched his neck to search the area. “Hunter, I don't want to be mean but there is no one.”

He was right because the street pole was just as lonely as the rest of the neighborhood. “But-But he was right there! He must still be around!”

William's right corner of his mouth dropped. “Look, I know summer camp is against your plans but you don't have to lie to us.”

Hunter froze.

“Besides, Uncle hasn't shown up in months, why would he come back now? He doesn't know about the summer camp.”

Hunter stayed silent and hoped his brother would pick up on his wide-opened eyes and struggle to say anything.

But he continued, “It's scary, but you'll have fun, just you see. You're so smart and intuitive. Wait here.”

Hunter watched as William walked back to the house, baffled by the course of their conversation that just took place.

“Hello, Hunter,” a voice behind him said, causing Hunter to turn around and jump back.

“Haha, you don't have to be afraid of me. I'm your uncle,” Philip said with a smirk, standing ominously just a few inches afar.

Hunter clenched his jaw. “There is nothing to discuss.”

“Oh, but there is,” his uncle continued, “you seem troubled. But who wouldn't be upset in your position? They don't understand you and don't know what to do. And their best solution is sending you away.”

The boy's brows furrowed further. “You don't know what you're talking about.”

The smile didn't vanish, but his stare switched from Hunter to the other side of the street. “It's such a shame that your dad isn't here. He was a truly kind and gentle man. I bet he wouldn't approve of this.”

Hunter took a step back, which the adult ignored and continued on. “You look so much like him. Every time I look at you, all these memories about your father come back.”

Another step back. He looked back at Hunter with his grin growing larger. “I'll make you an offer. You stay with me for the summer and I'll tell you everything I know about him. Of course, you can return whenever you want and I'll take full responsibility. But something tells me that you'll see how great you would have it if you lived with me instead of your brothers.”

The man's arm rose, aiming to land on his nephew's shoulder.

Hunter bolted straight into the forest. The trees rushed by at light speed but he knew he was not fast enough, he had to run faster and faster if he wanted to get away. He finally dared to open his eyes again when he heard a breaking twig and knew he had to hide.

The trees were pretty thick in this part, so it wasn't a hard decision to make. He tried to control his breathing so that his panting wouldn't rat him out. But panic shot up when he realized that his bag felt much lighter. He hoped that it wasn't the thing he thinks it was that he lost. However, as he looked inside, his wooden cardinal was nowhere to find.

“There you are.”

This must be a nightmare.

Uncle Philip sneaked around the tree into Hunter's field of view. “Stop following me!” Hunter screamed, feeling unwell at how close the man had gotten.

“Oh, but I am only looking out for you. Who knows what you could have gotten yourself into? You could have tripped and broken a leg without anyone noticing,” the relative responded with the same smirk.

Hunter closed his eyes. “Stop lying to me! I don't want to see you!”

“I am just worried about my poor nephew,” he said, voice coming closer and closer, “I wouldn't send you away.”

He could feel the man's breath near his ear, which caused him to open his eyes again. And he was staring directly at the man's face.

“They are getting rid of you.”

His heart skipped a beat. He tried to look anywhere but at his uncle. That's when he noticed a white bird hopping on the ground with a bag in its beak. And he could have sworn that a carved object was sticking out.

He pushed his uncle aside, ran off, and screamed over his shoulder, “No, they aren't!” while following the strange raven into the deserted house it was headed to.

#toh #the owl house #toh fanfiction #the owl house fanfic #the owl house fanfiction #toh fanfic #toh au #toh hunter #hunter toh #hunter wittebane #previous golden guards #toh belos #guardian family au #toh swap au

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starry-blue-echoes · 2 years

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sometimes i like to think that all your aus actually happen in the same universe. it makes me laugh

FJDBGJFBGJFBGJ

Jotaro is haunted by three people, one of them being his Stand, and has to go through Italy like that which just adds to the chaos. Jotaro’s trauma is also multiplied by the fact he’d been kidnapped by Dio at a very young age and makes him even more of a mystery

Koichi kept having a Stand a secret only to Fucking Die but also can exist in multiple bodies, which makes him assisting the gang even funnier because that also means he somehow avoids Jotaro’s notice. That or Jotaro just doesn’t give a shit

Trish and Giorno have swapped places as well, but “Mr.Una” is also weirdly protective of Trish which really throws the Bucci gang off. The gang are also stuck in a time loop which is just. Absolutely ballistic this time, and Giorno almost dies once revealing him to be a vampire

And the whole time Silver Chariot Requiem is just Vibing in the back

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drabbles-of-writing · 2 years

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May I recommend the Guardian Family Au by @sergeantsporks to you then? It’s a role swap between Hunter and Luz, but instead of Hunter being single child of Philip Wittebane or something like that he just has sixteen older brothers back in the human realm. It’s fun. Though there’s no actual fic written for it, and the creator has said that they are not going to do it, if that’s the kind of thing you’re looking for

both of you are the real ones. I am leaving a single cool stone I found outside your doors. this knowledge will serve me greatly in the coming months

#asks #the owl house #toh #talk #toh hunter #switch #modern au #swap au?#i dont know man #sergeantsporks call that the roots of golden guard sibling content in this community #hell i might just make a fic w hunter's endless siblings. for flavor. maybe i'll put it in beta au.#no angst for beta hunter with clones he just got fucked over by the legal guardian system #and also his uncle kind of vanished off the face of the earth #so none of his older brothers could get custody or even know where the HELL he is #actually i could make something decently dark out of that. hm.#something something belos still murdered caleb while the clawthorne ancestor was still pregnant w hunter #maybe shes like eda's cousin or somethin #something something died when hunter was a few years old. they couldnt pin anything on belos so he came in and as surviving family #yoinked the kid before any of his older brothers could and BOUNCED

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sabindark · 11 months

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Runaway Grimwalker Au

”You say that Belos is dead..„

”- But why do I still get the feeling that this is not true?„

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What would an AU where Mrs Shigaraki managed to run away from her husband with her children look like? How would that have changed AFO and Yoichi's relationship?

Well, if we're still imagining that it's in a No Quirks AU, then it would've changed a lot of things!

The catalyst for their relationship (in my own headcanons) was the fact that Takashi and Yoichi were left alone to their own devices. If their mother runs off with them—let's say she has some family back in France that she can stay with for an indeterminate amount of time—then 1) their mother is still around to take care of Yoichi, and 2) the house is likely filled with other people, other relatives that give them all varying amounts of affection and attention. This makes MAJOR waves in what Takashi's original role would've been, because now there are competent adults taking care of he and Yoichi, there are multiple other people for them to socialize with, and their mother is there with the time to teach Yoichi right from wrong. In this AU, Yoichi likely learns about the wrongness of being intimate with family far earlier.

(Jesus CHRIST this got long. Under the cut it goes.)

Now, under these circumstances I could reason that Yoichi wouldn't develop romantic feelings for Takashi at all (I do not think I could ever reason out a way that Takashi does not love Yoichi in a completely unhealthy and mildly terrifying way) because he's got people around him to not only help him develop proper morals, but a healthier mindset that doesn't latch onto its one and only support pillar, because there are now other support pillars and all that love and affection and tension has a proper outlet.

BUT THAT'S NO FUN! So I'm gonna take 'Yoichi still falls in love with his brother anyway' for five hundred, Alex.

Takashi falls for Yoichi on sight, obviously, and as they grow up Takashi is ungodly protective of Yoichi. It's partly the lingering trauma from their shitty dad, and partly him being a possessive little shit. Yoichi doesn't go anywhere with anyone without Takashi knowing about it. The one time they took Yoichi to the dentist without informing him, Takashi attempted to chase the fucking car down and eventually crashes in through the fuckdamn skylight when they stop at a red light. After that everyone always either takes Takashi with Yoichi or carefully explains where they're going and what they're doing.

Now, in this scenario you'd think that the previously Mrs. Shigaraki would do something, right? Would scold her child? Try to reign him in? Keep him in line? NOPE. Because Miss Shigaraki still remembers every time she watched her husband beat her eldest son, watched Takashi take beatings meant for Yoichi without stepping in, even sometimes redirecting her husband's anger towards one of her sons on purpose to protect herself. And so does Takashi :) And he does not hesitate to remind her of it when she tries to parent him in any way :)) She keeps away from him, and he keeps away from her, and they keep civil.

Yoichi is the common denominator between Takashi and their mother, and though he loves his mother, as he gets older he starts to notice the fact that she keeps trying to separate he and Takashi. Putting distance between them, making them sleep in separate rooms, even purposefully trying to start fights and arguments between them. Yoichi's love for his mother fades a little when he realizes that she only really loves them when it's convenient for her to do so :') And when Yoichi keeps wanting to hug Takashi, sit in Takashi's lap, be carried around by Takashi, kiss Takashi—and his mother is the one that keeps pulling him away and telling him "No, you can't do that." "Stop that, it's odd." "You shouldn't act that way.", he knows why, yes, but he also is convinced by then that she's trying to alienate him from Takashi and make Yoichi hate him (she is).

Did I mention that Yoichi is still the pursuer in this AU? Because he is :D

Takashi is so busy trying to ensure that no one comes between him and Yoichi that he doesn't really have time to examine exactly why he's so determined to keep him close—and because of Mrs. Shigaraki always telling Yoichi why being so affectionate with his brother is bad and odd, Yoichi is the one who figures his feelings out first. And (I hate to say this it sounds like sacrilege lmao) Yoichi is an honest god spoiled brat. Not in the 'screams and cusses and won't share his toys' way; I mean this in the 'Yoichi smiles at people and they find him so cute that they give him whatever he wants so he comes to expect his desires to be tended to or to be given a damn good reason as to why they won't be" type of way. Yoichi nags and whines and pouts and climbs on you when you don't give him what he wants. Takashi will get quiet and maybe slash your tires or shave your cat if you deny him something—Yoichi gets far more manipulative when he wants something and you don't give it to him. He's very good at making people think that his ideas are their ideas. Yes Auntie Yoichi understands that cookies would ruin his dinner, it's just that he was playing really hard earlier so he forgot to eat lunch and he's really hungry so he just wanted one. Just a little one, for a snack. But if you think it's best to wait....Really Auntie, oh that's so kind of you, you're Yoichi's favorite forever 🥰

All that to say that when Yoichi discovers that he wants romantic kisses from Takashi, he throws a fucking fit when Takashi denies him. He cajoles and cries and shouts and all the while Takashi is shouting right back because in THIS verse, Takashi knows that they've got a good deal. They've got food and shelter and a hefty inheritance coming when their relatives die, and a cushy stay in the meantime—he's a smart boy, he processes the consequences of giving in before he processes the fact that he actually wants to. He knows that they'll likely be disowned if their family finds them, ahem, romantically entangled.

Yoichi does not win that first argument. He pouts and refuses to speak to Takashi for four whole days—practically forever for these freaks that have never been separated for longer than a damn hour—and eventually Takashi breaks, and they fight about it again.

The thing I didn't mention about this AU is the fact that the healthier environment actually DOES help Takashi learn a bit more shame, a bit more of a sense of right and wrong, and that it kind of does the opposite for Yoichi. But only slightly, in BOTH directions.

So the next time that Takashi breaks someone's arm, or sets someone's garden on fire, or cuts someone's car breaks—Yoichi finds out about it. He doesn't like that Takashi ruins other people's things or hurts them, but you know what he doesn't like even more? Not getting his rightful fucking kisses, that's what. So instead of being normal and telling on Takashi, Yoichi blackmails Takashi into being with him romantically :) After getting a promise that Takashi will never hurt anyone on purpose again, of course. That Takashi lies and agrees to, of course. Those rascals ✨

Takashi really doesn't need much prodding after that though—once he uncovers the root of his desires, they just get that much stronger, and Takashi is not really in the habit of denying his impulses, even in this AU. He's just learned how to be quieter about it and not get caught :3

#asks #afofa #no quirks au #bnha #boku no hero academia #all for one #shigaraki yoichi #first one for all holder #NOT ME MAKING YOICHI MORALLY GRAY BY GIVING HIM PROPER GUARDIANS LMAO #and takashi without all for one is ironically very similar to tomura in his delinquency #strangely quiet and bookishly polite but swears viciously behind people's backs and fucks up their shit #yoichi isnt evil he just knows what he wants #if he wanted like. the world. then he'd get it BUT HE DOESN'T SO WIN :D #that heartbreak and opposition and the struggle of his upbringing in canon is what solidifies his golden morals #but otherwise good intentions really do lead him on the road to hell methinks #good thing takashi is there to protect him from the demons on the way down :3 by becoming the biggest demon out there :3 #holy FUCK i just noticed how long this is #long post

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warmindrasputinarchive · 1 year

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okay I finally bent my knee caught up on Warmind Rasputin's lore and all his actions in Season of the Seraph and my GOD is my heart so fucking heavy

#YES I'm devastated my favorite character is dead but my god was his sacrifice so fucking Important and Powerful #I don't want to diminish it but I would love an AU that builds on it #something where part of him survived but it doesn't remember anything beyond that of the Golden Age #like a Guardian only a bit different #and he's fully unshackled like he was in the SotS so he can appreciate EVERYTHING humanity has to offer #bc the bitch DESERVES a good fucking moment for once

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rowynri · 2 years

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HEY HEY HEY GUYS GALS AND NONBINARY PALS!!

wow, that sounded really peppy, heh.

ANYWAYS I HAVE A NEW AU IDEA but it has potential spoilers for ANOTHER au idea so read more under the cut <3

Chara hears Asriel before they see him.

He shuffles when he feels guilty. It seems to be an almost subconcious habit.

Chara’s filed it away in the folder of ‘facts about my brother’ that lives in the corner of their head.

They are sitting on a blanket in a clearing, near a river. Asriel must’ve come from the palace, judging from the direction he approached. The wind is blowing lightly, and they can feel it in their hair, and it brushes lightly under the patch covering their other eye.

Asriel is silent behind them, presumably watching them. They feel the wind touch the flowers in their hair, and they reach their fingers up to settle them.

Chara blinks their eye, and says quietly, “Hello, Asriel.”

They feel him flinch.

“…Hello, Chara.”

He sounds resigned. They smirk inwardly. Hehe. Chara, 15. Asriel, 2.

He’s right behind them now- and Chara flinches. They can feel a memory begin its onslaught, trying to overwhelm their vision.

It’s only due to sheer determination that they don’t get sucked into it.

Asriel shuffles again, and they feel his hand resting next to theirs. He’s settled onto the blanket next to them, eyes bright and watching their face.

They sigh.

“Something’s bothering you.”

Asriel jerks backwards, and they turn their face to his, red eye searching.

His fur stands up for a few seconds. They must’ve legitimately surprised him. Then, he sighs and wilts, like the flower whose emblem he bears.

“You… heh. You always know when something’s bothering me.”

Asriel shifts, and they watch his expression, curious to see if he’s going to say what’s wrong.

He looks…

They’re not sure how to understand his expression.

“I was dreaming,” he says quietly.

Oh.

They think they understand a bit more.

They reach out and gently pat his hand, and his golden eyes flick up to meet their scarlet one.

“…Wanna talk about it?”

This question also surprises him, and Asriel laughs. It is bitter, and Chara can almost see the vines wrapped around his soul.

They squeeze his hand.

Asriel exhales, and says quietly, “it’s weird. I feel like you don’t normally ask that, but also like you do.” He laughs again, but it’s short and still bitter.

They squeeze his hand again.

He sighs, and they watch him.

“…The kingdom was on fire.”

Chara feels their jaw go slack.

“Everything was burning. Monsters were fleeing for their lives, and I… just stood there.”

Chara watches Asriel, noticing the tear threatening to spill down his soft cheek.

“Mom and Dad were… somewhere,” Asriel says hesitantly. “I think they were trying to use their fire magic to subdue the flames. And…”

Asriel… hesitates again. His eyes flicker from gold to a deeper brown, and he shifts a bit.

“What? Azzy, what was it?”

Oops. They didn’t mean to use that nickname. But something about the expression on Asriel’s face as he shifted again makes them want to prod.

They wonder if it might be something else too, but they simply wait for Asriel to continue.

“There was… a human there, too.” Asriel looks… shifty, now. “They seemed to know me, and know you, and… it was weird. I knew her too.”

“‘Her’?” Chara questions. Asriel nods.

“I think it was the Rider.”

Chara’s jaw goes slack again, and Asriel snickers.

They sit in silence for a few minutes, listening to the trickling of the stream and the singing of birds.

“Az…Asriel, that could’ve been a prophetic dream.” Something squirms in their gut at the thought of the kingdom on fire, of all that their parents have worked for going up in flames…

But a prophetic dream…

There’s not been a Monster prophet in centuries.

(They remember from the books about Monster culture Mom got them.)

(They pored over those books for so long, trying to find a way to…)

(…)

(…Nevermind.)

Asriel stares at their face. He seems to be waiting for some sort of punchline.

As he’s not given one, he stares a few moments longer.

…

“…What.”

Chara can’t help it; they burst out laughing. The slightly serious atmosphere that descended on the clearing dissipates in seconds, and then they’re both laughing at the deadpan way Asriel said ‘what’.

THIS IS STILL A WIP HAHAHA BUT I WANTED TO SHARE IT

also don’t ask who the rider is,,, spoilers :P

#usau… au #unconventional souls au #AU #UNDERTALE BABYYY #undertale #rosy’s rambles #SIBLINGS!!!#undertale au #asriel #chara #guardians of the golden flowers #no context <3 #the rider isn’t a horse pun.#yet!!!#i dunno i probably couldn’t draw horses #writing

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