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arrietty-rune · 8 months

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Hello there ! Updated my AU The Steam Tales of Elmore and redesigned some characters since the first drawings were a bit meh

The story happens in a steampunk version of Elmore so news features and locations in the city, outside this, the citizens are (almost) the same as the show.

The story follow mainly the kids, being older here, having the routine as always. But strange things happens everywhere in the town and are called anomalies. They are recognizable by glitches and have different forms, like objects, weird crack on wall, floor and even... entities.

As they're shown to be dangerous to citizens, they have to be destroyed. A group of teens are working to fix or eliminate them as quickly as possible, but finding them could take a while. Nobody know where they are coming from and why they attack people.

You can like/rb this post without reading what's next!! For some being interested by more (including a small description of each character), here we go ♡

These characters are the common/main ones, idk about a main protagonist ngl !! Here's a small description of each of them !

Gumball Watterson (15 years old): An optimistic kid who always tries to be the hero but mostly fails due to unknown knowledge from the enemy… Alco because he acts before he thinks, despite being smart sometimes.

Darwin Watterson (13 years old): Gumball's little brother who is very nice and seems to be very innocent and like to comfort the others. He was a family pet before he grew lungs and gain the ability of speaking, but unlike in The Origins, he never grew legs. His mechanic ones were gifted thanks to charity.

Penny Fitzgerald (15 years old): A friendly and helpful girl. Though she like to give help and support, she's a bit reserved. Her family wears shells in tradition but broke hers when she was a toddler. The mask she wears are the remains of it.

Rob Needlemeyer (16 years old): A smart and tall kid who think and do planning before acting. He lost his arm 3 years ago after being in contact with a glitchy crack and is replaced by a mechanic one. As being able to be extended, he uses it commonly in routine, especially to help with one of his dads' works. (nb: Rob was never sent to the Void and isn't aware of its existence.)

Tobias Candella (15 years old): An energetic kid that, like Gumball, act before thinking. He used to be a selfish kid and a troublemaker in the past and tries now to be nice, despite being impulsive. As a playful boy who was addicted to video games once, he like to put references from it. He loves Dnd with passion and is very good as being the Dungeon Master.

Rachel Candella (18 years old): Tobias' big sister. She is smart and careful toward her loved ones but act reserved most of time. She usually works alone and is able to know easily the locations of entities compared to others. (nb: Tobias and Rachel have their mom's family name here since she and Harold are divorced)

Clare Cooper (18 years): A quiet girl that prefers to act or analyse the situation before sharing anything to everyone. She can be rude and is sometimes annoyed of stupid people.

Julius Oppenheimmer Jr. (16 years): A kid used to be a troublemaker. Being nicer today, he still can lost his temper when someone annoys him. As having good fighting skills, he can lead the other kids at fighting anomalies in a easier way.

And voilà ! I hope this give you some interest !! Feel free to ask about this, I'm planning to work on it a lot ♥

#tawog #the amazing world of gumball #gumball watterson #darwin watterson #penny fitzgerald #tawog rob #tobias wilson #rachel wilson #clare cooper #julius oppenheimmer jr #there is iiiit! updated version #i drew more characters and i'll post them probably tomorrow !#blooming tree #steam tales au

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abominable-space-they · 1 year

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A Taste of Poison Paradise

Link Ch 2: A Most Delectable Suffering

Steampunk Jack The Ripper AU

"Ambassador Lecter why do you look like a vampire snake oil salesman in a lady's penny dreadful, bodice ripper?"

Hannibal turned to face him fully, barely containing his beaming, like he enjoyed talking to Will, someone he considered the help. It was obnoxious. Why pretend with all this luxury? Will snort scoffed in annoyance. Hannibal, light and friendly, huffed a quiet laugh.

"You're quite perceptive Mr Graham- Will, I see why they feel they need you for this investigation."

"Why? Was vampire snake oil salesman the look you were going for?"

Hannibal smiled wolfishly at that, genuinely pleased for some reason.

"No, though I'm not opposed to a little bodice ripping now and again."

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violettalespinner · 1 year

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Originally written for Nuts and Dolts Week 2022 Day 8: Bonus AU Day. I thought they'd both absolutely thrive in a steampunk world.

It's been four years since Ruby and Penny fled Atlas, and they've built themselves a life in Vale. Despite Penny's happiness, she still wonders if the Atlesian military will find them. Ruby reassures her.

"Penny leaned over the bench to get a better look. "I think it looks wonderful, Ruby! It is incredibly elegant.""

#rwby #NNDWeek2022 #ruby rose #penny polendina #my baby #nuts and dolts #my fanfic #my fanart

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mwildeboyii · 1 year

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I can't stop thinking about this "Gotham By Gaslight" Riddler AU.

I like to think that he and Cat have a childish competition bc on my opinion, riddler is more like an professional robber than a psycho killer here (actually in all what I wrote about him).

He have a secret identity and he is inspiring a few poets bet like the Osymandias bet? You know what I mean? I want to explain, but I am to lazy to write about.

I like to put Ed as an eccentric man as the same as Sherlock Holmes, is how the society reads him before the discovery that he is The Riddler. He actually works as private detective and a consulting forensic scientist.

He is a Penny Dreadful nerd, and of course a fan of Julio Verne.

He felt with steampunk elements and create alot of mechanical knickknacks and puzzles.

He also have a arsenic green suit, wich use in her riddler performances, but he always use a second skin because in a time he figured the this green shit is toxic. But whatever, it's his favourite shade of green.

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bowl-of-shortness · 3 years

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Huehehhehhehehehhehehehehhe

ITS T I M E .

TIME FOR THE STEAMPUNK AU, LETS GET TO IT!

SP! Oscar:

- Grows up in the slums of Mistral

- A Scared homeless kid running around with another homeless junk robot girl.

- Oscar has a bit more of a Robin Hood philosophy, but it more focuses on himself and Penny than others.

- Knows how to pickpocket really well, but ends up giving it back to the person he pickpocketed.

- Pulls this with particularly rich people.

- Scenario:

*Oscar pickpockets a Rich Mistrelian*

Oscar: u-uh sir! Did you drop this? *shows the mans wallet*

Man: what’re you doing with that?!

Oscar: I-I saw you drop it, I didn’t take anything I swear! I just wanted to give it back to you!

Man: *looks to check if anything is missing* y’know? You’re different from those other street rats, here, have some lien for being one of the few decent ones who know not to steal *hands him 500 lien*

- He gets money for being a ‘good’ kid.

- Ozpin ends up being one of the people Oscar pickpockets but isn’t dumb enough to not notice what Oscar is doing.

- Ozpin later adopts the two and Oscar is in amazement at how much money this strange man has. Qrow much later shows up.

- Oscar doesn’t trust Oz as quickly as Penny does.

- Oz takes interest in how great Oscar is with tinkering

- Oscar finds Oz to be

- Weird

- But he appreciates Oz nonetheless

- Was sold by his parents to the Mistral black market when he was 3.

- He does not care at all for finding his parents.

- Knows his way around the Mistral black market because of this

- Managed to escape with Penny who was also sold.

SP! Penny:

- Was created among another batch of androids.

- When she started exhibiting emotions and opinions she was deemed “flawed junk” and sold to the Mistral black market for parts.

- Found Oscar and managed to get out of the market with him.

- Didn’t have a name before she met Oscar:

“*breathing hard after running for a very long time* So, what’s your name?”

“My...name?”

“Yeah, you got one?”

“I have a few, Junk, Trash, Parts, Flawed.”

“Excuse me, What??”

“That’s what they called me...”

“Well those names suck!”

“...”

“Do you want a new one?”

“What?”

“A new name. Do you want me to give you a new name?”

“...ok, what were you thinking?”

“Penny. Penny Polendina”

“I like that name”

“Me too.”

- Oscar helps work on her parts when she breaks down

- learns how to be her own person without deeming herself to be an Android.

- has to hide her hands and face as to not be caught as a flawed android.

SP! Ozpin:

- this man is weird

- he’s friendly but he’s weird.

- a bit eccentric.

- mad scientist man who loves kids with a passion and hates people who hurt kids, with a passion.

- Was not at all pleased to hear what Oscars parents did to him.

- Wasn’t happy to hear about what happened to Penny either.

- g a y

- no matter what AU he’s G A Y:

P: “Do you have a wife?”

Os: “*gritted teeth* Penny you’re not supposed to ask that! That can be seen as rude!”

P: “sorry...”

Os: “it’s ok, just keep that in mind”

Oz: “don’t worry about it! I don’t mind the question, but no. I do not have a wife.”

Os: “so you live by yourself?”

Oz: “Ah! I said I don’t have a wife! Not that I didn’t have a spouse.”

P: “what do you mean?”

Oz: “I have a husband, a quiet man, he has a soft spot for kids too! He may seem a bit scary at first but I promise he’s friendly!”

Os: “What’s his name?”

Oz: “I guess you’ll have to find that out when you meet him”

P: “no fair!”

- Ozpin works on weapons for Vale

- Nobody knows a whole lot about him.

BONUS! SP! Qrow:

- He doesn’t show up until much later.

- Was busy taking care of a hoard of grimm attacking a city

- Internally panics when he sees two children in his house.

- “Oz, what did you do?”

- He gets along well with them

- teaches Penny how to be her own person

- teaches Oscar not to hold onto too much of his resentment towards his parents

- He’s tired, a lot

- Tired bird dad who loves his kids and husband.

- has prosthetic legs.

- likes to take off prosthetic legs in front of Oz just to mess with him.

- “Qrow come on, dinner is on the table”

- *Qrow takes his legs off*

- he protecc and attacc

#Ozpin Steampunk AU #Oscar Steampunk AU #Penny Steampunk AU #Qrow Steampunk AU #ozpin #professor ozpin #headmaster ozpin #qrow branwen #oscar pine #penny polendina #cloqwork au’s #cloqwork #ozqrow au’s #ozqrow

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otterdoesart · 3 years

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Everyone’s tired/everything hurts

#ozcar steampunk au #rwby #my art #ozpin #qrow branwen #oscar pine #glynda goodwitch #penny polendina

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iwantofall · 3 years

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Steampunk.....brainrot....

@julez-draws your mind is huge

#rwby #acedraws #digital art #artists on tumblr #fanart #penny polendina #oscar pine #bartholomew oobleck #idk what penny stands for #polendina expedition next sm sm #lol #steampunk au

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schneezburger · 4 years

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The local Hufflepuffs and Gryffinpuff follow around a Slytherin until he accepts their friendship

Yes this is a Hogwarts RWBY au, and yes this is team POWR because I love them 🥰

#rwby #fanart #whitley schnee #ruby rose #oscar pine #penny polendina #hogwarts au #steampunk snowgarden

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im-the-king-of-the-ocean · 3 years

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5 for Nuts and Dolts, because the hug in the trailer is still on continuous loop in my head and the only thing better than an angsty hug is an angsty hug AND KISS 8 for Data Farm, because I'm weak for the idea of Oscar being unexpectedly prince-like and making Penny feel like a princess (or the other way around) I can't remember the number, but the interrupted kiss for rosegarden No pressure to do all of these, I just couldn't decide on one ship because I love all of them

(as a brief refresher: Data Farms Fic Link, Rosegarden Fic Link)

...and here’s to finally being able to answer this ask and revealing the ridiculous (sort of) secret plan I’ve carried out over a month (or two maybe idk) and what’s now a six-chapter fic!

(no, I’m not joking, this (Rose Puppetry) was literally A Thing bc I’m Like That)

So, to explain, way back when I was doing requests for this kissing meme, it was around the same time that you introduced me to the Mechanisms music, and then the Magnus Archives after that.

Subsequently, I thought it would be really cool to make one of these three requests Steampunk-themed. I decided on the Nuts and Dolts one bc, when I first listened to Once Upon A Time (In Space), I associated Ruby and Penny heavily with Rose and Cinders (I think it was bc the album was brought up in reference to Souls or something like that? Also Rose Puppetry was my alternative solution to just derailing Souls completely into Being A Steampunk Fic).

Anyways, I started out with the intent to do a short oneshot where Penny breaks into a facility to save Ruby, which would be reminiscent of the final attack on Old King Cole that led to Cinders being reunited with Rose.

Except then I got carried away by world-building (bc it was so freaking fun) and Rose Puppetry became an entire multi-chapter fic all of its own.

For the record, I think I originally @ you when I posted the first chapter bc I was going to say that the fic was a response to this prompt and then quite literally forgot to actually say that anywhere. I then realized that, if I kept quiet about it, I could turn it into a surprise, which seemed like a fun thing to do, so I went for it.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy the end of Rose Puppetry!

5. Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.

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Rose Puppetry Ch6: The Tale of Little Briar and the Huntress in the Cottage

Summary:

A century ago or so, Atlas set out to conquer the world. Penny was built to be a spy, an infiltrator meant to find weaknesses in Vale’s defenses before the invasion.

She did. Then she fell in love. And rebelled against the kingdom that had created her.

Ch1. Ch2. Ch3. Ch4. Ch5.

Every child in Patch knows of the Huntress who lives in the cottage on the outskirts of town. Their great protector, who keeps the dangers of the woods at bay so they can go about their lives safely. No one knows, not really, where she came from. The youngest kids among them generally want to ask, but their parents usually shush them before they can try. It’s considered improper, prying into what should be left well enough alone.

Briar knows more about the Huntress than any of her peers, but you’d never catch her boasting about it in the school yard. No sir. She can keep a secret extremely well, she can. Well that, and she doesn’t want the Huntress to be upset with her and ask her father to not allow her to make the weekly deliveries anymore. Briar loves visiting the Huntress’s cottage, with its duck pond and its thick bramble of roses. But, most importantly, she loves being let inside and allowed to watch the Huntress work for just a little while.

For, in addition to being their protector against the scary monsters that lurk in the woods, the Huntress is Patch’s one and only mechanic. There used to be more, of course, but that was back before Briar was born and they all got called off to fight in the Great War against Atlas.

Briar once asked if the Huntress fought in the Great War, too. She remembers how the Huntress fell silent, the gloomy expression that had seamlessly eclipsed the Huntress’s entire being, and quietly swore never to ask again. It’s not important for her to know, Briar decided. Not like learning how gears, cogs, and screws all fit into machinery and make things like the big clock in the tower in the center of town work.

It’s a sunny day. A few wisps of clouds linger in the sky, but not many. Briar skips home from school, humming a happy tune of her own creation as she goes. She briefly pauses to scratch the noses of the cows who’ve wandered to the fence of their pasture bordering the road. The cows moo at her and sniff Briar’s fingertips for treats.

“Sorry, I don’t have anything for you today.” Briar giggles as their chin whiskers tickle her. “If I have time after I visit Ms. Rose, I’ll try and bring you all back something, but I make no promises.”

She continues on her way, only stopping in the Mech Field to pick a collection of bright, cheerful wildflowers. Briar pauses to consider the ruins of the old war machines, but Ms. Rose once warned her very sternly not to get too close to the fallen mechs without her supervision, so Briar doesn’t. Instead, she takes a spare hair ribbon out of her school bag, ties it snugly around the stems of her wildflowers to keep them properly bunched together, and heads home.

Her mother has the weekly grocery basket for Ms. Rose waiting when Briar arrives. She helps Briar securely fasten it to the deliveries bicycle and situate the flower bouquet on top so the bumpy ride won’t jostle them too much.

“Keep an eye on the time,” Briar’s mother gives her the usual warning. “And, if it starts growing dark, have Ms. Rose walk you home.”

Briar rolls her eyes. She’s big enough to come home all on her own, even after sunset, she thinks. Still, she promises, “I will!” before taking off on the bicycle.

Smoke lazily drifts into the sky from Ms. Rose’s cottage’s chimney as Briar makes her approach. The huntress’s dog, a great, big creature with a lumbering gait and a lolling tongue, appropriately named ‘Wolf’, runs to greet Briar as she approaches. She slows her bicycle to a stop and dismounts.

“Hey, Wolfie.” Briar scratches behind the dog’s ears, and gets licked enthusiastically for it. She laughs. Wolf dances excited circles around Briar as she walks over and leans her bicycle against the cottage. “Stop that!” Briar commands Wolf, only half serious. “I have to get the groceries inside!” She nudges the door open and walks into the cottage.

“Ms. Rose? Are you here?” Briar calls out.

“In the workshop, Briar!” Ms. Rose yells back from somewhere deep inside. Briar grins. With some care, she shoves the groceries in the refrigerator. Ms. Rose will organize them however she pleases later, after a few more hours of work, at least.

Briar goes to hurry through the kitchen, but remembers herself, and pauses at the sink to fill a pitcher with water for her wildflower bouquet. She carefully lowers the flowers in and unties her hair ribbon from around their stems. Then, after tidying the bouquet a little, Briar walks further into the cottage. She doesn’t go immediately to the workshop, but to a room Ms. Rose only recently granted her permission to enter.

Briar pauses and takes a breath in the doorway of the bedroom. It’s always a bit weird to do this. She’s never actually met Ms. Penny. Not back before, when she was awake. Ms. Penny doesn’t know who she is. Never had the chance to, really.

Regardless, flowers always make Briar feel better when she isn’t feeling well. With Wolf padding loyally at her side, Briar approaches the bed where Ms. Penny serenely sleeps and situates the bouquet on the table beside it.

“Good day, Ms. Penny,” Briar speaks politely, for she’s never spoken to a mechanical person, or one who’s never woken up, before Penny. Briar still feels kind of odd about that, but, since she first stumbled across Penny’s room, she’s been determined to try and make her feel better (if that’s at all possible).

“Spring’s here. The first of Mr. Oobleck’s lambs were born the other day.” Briar starts her usual, short, babbling update about life in Patch. “They’re extremely cute. I’ll draw you a picture, so, when you wake up, you won’t have missed seeing them.”

“She’d like that, I think.”

Briar jumps, and spins around. Ms. Rose stands in the doorway, leaning against its frame. She smiles softly at Briar, and joins her by Penny’s bedside. “Penny never…I think she always lived in cities before we met.” Ms. Rose takes a deep breath. “I’m not sure she’s ever gotten the chance to see a newborn lamb.”

“Then this will be her first time,” Briar says confidently.

“Yes.” Ms. Rose smiles sadly down at Briar. “Run along to the workshop now. I left today’s assignment out on the table for you. Try to see if you can get started on your own. I’ll be along in a moment.”

Briar does as she’s told, but not before stopping just outside the bedroom and sneakily poking her head back in to watch Ms. Rose gently smooth Penny’s long, soft copper curls and place a kiss on her forehead.

“Don’t wait too much longer to wake up, my love, alright?” Ms. Rose whispers.

Briar slips away, feeling a little guilty about spying on such a private moment. She doesn’t know why Ms. Penny sleeps, what caused her to fall into her lasting slumber in the first place, but Briar does know that Ms. Rose came to Patch to have a quiet, safe place to repair her.

The assignment Ms. Rose set out for Briar that day is a small music box. One that had, in all likeliness, played a lovely melody at some point, but has long since worn out. Repairing it shouldn’t be the hardest of tasks. Not now that Briar is a handful of months out of transitioning from ‘kid who gets to watch the Huntress work’ to ‘unofficial mechanic’s apprentice’.

Ever so carefully, Briar removes a tiny, rusty gear from the music box with her tweezers and sets it aside. She looks to Ms. Rose, who smiles reassuringly back at her. Briar finds the replacement gear, plucks it up with the tweezers, and goes to insert it right where it needs to—

“Hello?! Huntress are you here?” A voice shouts into the cottage. Wolf scrambles up from lying under where Briar’s feet dangle off her stool and barks loudly. Briar jumps. Her tweezers fall out of her hand. The replacement gear goes flying.

“Just a moment!” Ms. Rose calls back. She helps Briar retrieve the gear from where it’s fallen to the floor. “Think you can work on your own for a bit?” Ms. Rose asks. When Briar nods, the huntress wipes grease and oil smudges off her fingertips onto her leather apron and goes to see who has come asking after her aid.

Briar half listens to the ensuing conversation about a broken down car on the road as it drifts through the cottage to her. Ms. Rose briefly returns to the workshop for her portable tool kit, and then leaves to go repair the automobile in question. She promises she’ll check Briar’s handiwork upon her return. Wolf ambles back over to Briar. The dog circles a couple times to settle, and then returns to napping.

For the next couple of hours while Briar works, things are quiet and peaceful. She finishes repairing the music box. With bated breath, Briar winds it up and sets it down on the worktable. A soft tune fills the air. Briar can’t help but smile.

Too excited to wait until Ms. Rose gets back to show off her success, Briar carefully scoops the music box up in her hands and carries it to Penny’s room. She puts it down by the wildflowers she brought earlier, and lets it play its song a second time.

So caught up on listening to the music box’s melody is Briar, she doesn’t catch when it’s joined by the sounds of other mechanisms whirling and clicking. Ones that have long remained at rest, but, at the sound of a comforting song, rouse again.

Movement catches Briar’s attention. Before she realizes what’s happened, a pair of bright, dazzling green eyes meet her own. They almost seem to glow, as if they’re lightbulbs that have spent a long, long time charging up and want to celebrate the chance to finally illuminate.

“H-hello?” The voice is hoarse, creaky with disuse. It’s nothing like Briar imagined it would be. “Briar?”

Briar blinks rapidly. “You know me?” slips from her lips before she can stop the question.

“Of course.” Tentatively, Penny moves to push herself up in a sitting position. One of her hands slips before she can put weight down on it. Briar rushes forward to help support her. “Thank you.” Penny smiles gratefully at Briar. “To answer your question, I heard you. The days you came and talked to me and brought me flowers.” She pauses. “I’d very much like to see Mr. Oobleck’s lambs.”

“Oh.” Briar takes a minute to process this. “I didn’t think…” she’s not sure what to say. She’s imagined this moment hundreds of times, but, now that it’s happening, Briar’s mind is frustratingly blank.

“It’s alright.” Penny gives her a small, soft smile. “It’s not everyday someone you’ve only known as a ‘sleeping lady’ wakes up.”

“I-err-yeah…” Briar pauses. “If you don’t mind me asking, how could you hear me all those times? Since you were asleep?”

Penny inhales deeply and exhales, the clockwork of her body moving with the motion. “It’s a bit complicated. A short explanation would be that, even without enough power to function normally, I could still record audio.” Penny shoots a knowing smirk in Briar’s direction. “I would love to give you the fully detailed explanation. Later. If you don’t mind, there’s someone who’s long overdue for a hug, I think.”

Briar’s eyes widen. “Oh! Ms. Rose! Of course!” She scrambles up to fetch Penny a walking stick to lean upon as she gets up. “She went out to repair someone’s car. I think it’s just down the road!” Briar hovers, ready to support Penny if she needs help with walking. When Penny makes it to the doorway on her own, Briar relaxes a little.

Together, with Wolf keeping pace with them (and Briar would swear the dog is keeping as much a careful eye on Penny as she herself is), they make their way outside.

Penny pauses, and looks up at the blue, blue sky. She blinks. If she were capable of crying, she probably would have. “I never dreamed I’d see it again.” Penny whispers. She turns to look ahead, down the road she and Briar intend to walk, and sees someone coming toward them on it. Penny gasps.

There is one sight that Penny dreamed of, longed for, during her oh so very long slumber. One sight, her vague, ethereal thoughts could never quite capture, but tried to constantly. The person she sees on the road doesn’t quite fit the picture Penny remembers. The person is no longer a youthful maiden, but a full grown woman. Her black-red hair is longer, kept in an untidy braid over one shoulder. She’s wearing the garb of a mechanic, and not combat dress. Branching scars, leftover from a (Grimm) time Penny would very much like to leave in the past, dance across her skin.

“Ruby.”

Penny breathes the name out at the same time Ruby sees her, stops, and stares.

A moment passes where no one moves, where the world is held frozen in shock. Anxiety ripples over Ruby’s face. Worry that needs no verbal words to describe it. That Penny won’t love this older version of her. That this person she had to grow into while she patiently waited for Penny to wake up isn’t someone Penny will be able to bring herself to love.

Penny takes a step forward, and then another. Her walking stick is cast aside as she recalls how to push her legs into motion as fast as she can. She runs, reaching Ruby in the blink of an eye. Eager to vanquish all the anxieties she sees in her beloved, Penny takes Ruby up in her arms and spins her around and around. She laughs, causing Ruby to laugh with relief too.

They’re together. Nothing, no war or conflict or spiders who want to control them, can get in the way of that any longer. They may have once been puppets in a grand scheme, but they’re free now. Free to do whatever they wish, as long as they wish.

Penny stops spinning Ruby around. She holds her close, drinking in the sight of Ruby’s sparkling, silver eyes. Without thinking about it, they press their foreheads together and simply gaze at each other.

Later, they’ll let Briar commit a condensed version of their story down on paper. A fairytale, it will be. One only a handful will actually believe there’s truth to, but that’s just as well to them. Right now, this moment? This moment is just for them.

Ruby wraps her arms around Penny. Penny leans in. Their lips find each other. Tentative, unsure, aware they have a lot to adjust to again with each other (but eager to get started). The kiss is soft and sweet. A promise of many, many more to come.

They don’t live happily ever after. For Penny and Ruby’s story doesn’t end here. It goes on, with many days full of love, and equally as many filled with struggle as they learn each other’s embrace again. There are moments when the scars of the past threaten to consume them, and moments filled with nothing but laughter and joy.

Overall, though?

Penny and Ruby live together for a very, very long time, and that time together is largely marked by their shared happiness.

#rwby #nuts and dolts #ruby rose #penny polendina #steampunk au #rose puppetry #whirls writing #not the first time i've gone overboard on a request #but the first time i've waited until literally the last chapter of the fic #to reveal that that was the plan all along

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basilpaste · 5 years

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Porcelain Heartbeat (CT!Penny)

I can't possibly recreate how well this did over on my Instagram (also randomguygoesviral), but here's Penny for the ClockTower AU!

She's a thing called a hosted core! Cores are a concept I've had for a while now, I figured this was a chance to use them.

A core is... essentially a box containing a human concious (soul) that's frozen in time. People use them for several reasons: to bring back loved ones, to save their souls from an uncertain death, to memorialize a person, or on a... less ethical note: use as a power source.

Penny, like I said, is a hosted core. This means that her body was built for her and her core activated it. Her host was built by the Clocksmith and Timekeeper currently living in the clocktower (Billy and Ted respectively). Her core was abandoned before they made her porcelain host. She looks much like a porcelain doll with a wind up key.

I'll go more in depth into cores in a future post!

(Rbs > likes)

#my art #kindergarten au #kindergarten game #kindergarten 2 #Art #Digital art #penny kindergarten #kindergarten penny #ClockTower AU #steampunk

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pocketramblr · 2 years

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Pocket, my beloved, tell us your BNHA movie ideas that aren't "Izuku and X fights an OP villain with interesting backstory but we will never hear about them again and the events of the movie will never be mentioned in canon", please.

Darling, my penny-worth thoughts:

- a fantasy au based on the popularity poll/ending/light novel chapter. Magic! Dragons! Big One For All sword! They're fighting demons and trying to break the curse that turned All Might into a doll! Who in this fandom wouldn't pay to see that movie? None, methinks

- a steampunk au based on the other popularity poll. I'm dying to see more of that. You could literally just make the plot of any movie steampunk. Izuku an X fight a new villain with any backstory that doesn't matter, because it's an obvious au. This one comes with the option of quirkless (or magical/steampunk equivalent) izuku fighting with tech!

- RockLock and Manual buddy hero movie. The case they work keeps escalating. On occasion, izuku wreaks havoc in the background, but this is never addressed

- Nana backstory movie! Nana! Prime Torino! Perhaps even Mister Shimura and baby Kotaro?? And of course at the end: baby Toshi. This needs no explanation. We all want it

- First and AfO backstory! I wanna see more tiny Yoichi reading his little comic! I want to see more about that era since bones cowardly cut so much from the animated flashback! Duo holders?? Trio holders??

- failing either of those options, a movie about the OfA line from First to Nana. It wouldn't spend as much time on either of them, but it would look at all the holders and provide such amazing material to use or ignore in fics at our leasure

- movie about the rooftop trio that didn't get adapted. Fun times with Shirakumo before he dies and has his corpse desecrated into a secretarial robot. And a kitty! And wait no midnights costume... Ugh oh well I like young kayama's personality better than as an adult anyway

- movie about Ryukyuu agency with the girls getting their fights and action that didn't get fully fleshed out in the anime either. Man we could have so much "bones catches up and coughs up what we actually wanted to see in the anime" movies

- Natsuo Todoroki movie. That family's timeline is already screwed up enough in canon with retcons that it doesn't matter what they do with the movie. As long as they make Natsuo quirkless :)

- buddy cop movie about those two ua heros who we keep seeing but know nothing about. C'mon, I got a plot for Plasmix and Phantom ready, just hire mem it won't be as good as the Manual and RockLock one but there's more opportunity for background shenanigans by izuku and Toshi

- Snipe movie. What's his name. What's his actual quirk bc we know the interview explanation was a lie, just like every time a hero voluntarily gives info to non heroes about their quirks. And what was he doing during the war arc when he was the only one of two teachers not out there????

#bones hire me or else #gentrychild #pocket talks to people

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arrietty-rune · 1 year

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Hi I revived an AU i made in 2016 :D

I kinda want to share infos from it so be free to read it below this ｰ(°◇°〃)

That a steampunk AU that is kinda similar to the show (Kids having school, Larry having all the jobs, the Wattersons being the Wattersons) but with some differences. Have some i made for now~

First, the kids are in High School ! Most of them are like 15-16 years old

Darwin gains lungs like the same way in The Origins but he was never lost and didn't gained legs, so the Watterson bought him mechanics ones by a charity.

Penny broke by accident her shell when she was young: the remains of it are used as a mask

The void still exist and Rob was one of its victims by just touching a glitchy crack on a wall. His arm was infected and has being removed, replaced today by a mechanic one

-Talking about Rob-, his personality is a mix from his pre and his post void here, he's still an happy guy, loving passing time with friends and unaware of the world being fictional (all he saw from the void was the crack). But he acts more mature than other kids and can have anxiety easily, due to his past as being an orphan. He'is adopted by Larry and Steve, a while after being at the hospital.

Rachel is very much present in this (I'm sorry but I love her). She wear an eye-patch, saying that it cames from an old injury

Also hmm have some art from 2016 to compare bc why not lol (be careful they're cringe)

#the amazing world of gumball #tawog #tawog rob #oh btw Rob's arm is highly inspired by his post-void one hehe #kinda gave Rob a ponytail bc a lot of ppl (including me) like to hc him with it lol #yeah... i take to much time for this and i'm sorry :(#this is just for fun anyways!! just my stupid brain doing some weird stuff #i love Rachel ngl i wish the crew make her more likable if they disliked her #i want so bad to give her a second chance #blooming tree #steam tales au

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sxlver-sweet · 3 years

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Please i'm begging youu i want to see more fantasy au for tokrev and that pirate would be so good i even have some idess on me already 😩

–🎴

I HAD A FUCKING FIELD DAY WITH THIS I WANNA HEAR YOUR IDEAS PLS SHARE

i’m currently sleep-deprived, so some of these are probably really basic and there’s most likely errors somewhere in here skdkcmdksk

also, requests may be closed, but discussions and more ideas are absolutely welcome.

faerie!kokonoi, who preys on the heartbroken drunkards at upscale bars, listening with a secretive smile as they spill their life stories to the bartender. silver-tongued and clever, kokonoi purrs his condolences, slipping their name into the conversation with ease and feigning oblivion when they, cloudy-eyed and ignorant, hand over their precious bank information and the locations of their valuables.

tailor!mitsuya unable to concentrate on stitching up a torn dress with the incessant clanging in the background and snapping at blacksmith!pah-chin, who’s busy forging knight!baji a new sword. mitsuya chastises baji for being so careless, but all baji does is grumble and turn away, black oil and dirt smeared on his flushed cheeks and long hair clinging to his sweat-stained forehead from his previous sparring session.

wizard!mitsuya spinning golems out of clay and shooing them away with an order to find him more materials to craft matching cloaks for his newest apprentices, luna and mana.

leprechaun!nahoya luring unsuspecting villagers into the forest with the promise of gold coins, only to send branches crashing down onto their heads when they venture far enough. they shout irately and scramble after him as he tumbles, laughing, into the shadows… but it’s no use. he’s too fast.

mermaid!yuzuha punching the shit out of pirates and dragging them down from their ships when they disturb and/or hunt the peaceful merfolk

knight!draken pledging his life to princess!emma

werewolf!baji, who appears to casually laugh off questions about his sharp, prominent canines; when in reality, when he’s secretly sweating bullets. werewolf!baji, whom the others wrinkle their noses at and tease when he orders his steak rare. werewolf!baji, who can’t hide the particularly ferocious, almost predatory glint in his eye that only appears during brawls after the sun has fallen. everyone laughs it off, mistaking his bloodlust for adrenaline. it’s only baji, he’s just intense, they reason.

half-blood!takemichi, who leaps through time with the protective blood of a phoenix coursing through his veins. half-blood!takemichi, whose blood aids him in resisting the beckon of death that pries at the empty body he habitually leaves behind and enables him to keep rising back to his feet no matter who knocks him down.

dybbuk!shinichiro, whose rage inhabits mikey’s body, only flaring to aid in crushing kazutora beneath his little brother’s fist. dybbuk!shinichiro, who plucks away at mikey’s sanity day in and day out, demanding for his death to be avenged. dybbuk!shinichiro, who is the reason that mikey can no longer set foot in his bike shop, because no matter how hard he tries, mikey can’t seem to shut out the eerie groaning of forgotten bikes as they rust away or the crackling squelch of metal colliding with bone that he’s positive he’s never heard before—so why is he hearing it now?

executioner!kazutora, who has no problem with the unjust slaughters that tyrant!kisaki approves, because his unchecked guilt can only be satiated by “cleansing the kingdom of immoral souls.” executioner!kazutora, who hums a crude tavern song as he takes his sweet time lining up his blade with the neck of the shivering woman hunched before him—the shivering woman whose only crime is swiping some bread to feed her starving family. executioner!kazutora, who only finds retribution in the twisted cycle of playing the role of god’s “divine” axe.

knight!toman forming a wall in front of their king to square off against an approaching army, a measly one hundred men with fire in their eyes and swords dripping with blood—a measly one hundred men fully prepared to offer up their lives to protect king!mikey.

jester!hanma, who flirts with the women of the court and openly takes cheap shots at tyrant!kisaki, regardless of whether or not he’s in the vicinity. still, it doesn’t matter how humorous the joke is. no one dares to allow even a twitch of their lips. how hanma hasn’t been executed yet, they don’t know.

pirate!nahoya, who cackles like a madman and jeers at an opposing ship from his place perched atop the crow’s nest

apothecary!souya meeting his future s/o in a field of lavender while he’s searching for fresh herbs. apothecary!souya, who’s mortified by the chalky powder spattered on his overalls and runs a hand through his hair, accidentally smearing a yellow dust through his blue curls. apothecary!souya, who blushes when you kindly offer to brush the powder from his hair. apothecary!souya, who offers you one of the dandelions peeking from his pocket as a gesture of gratitude.

ladies-in-waiting!emma and hina scurrying off to deliver empty dishes to cook!mitsuya, who leans forward expectantly to hear the latest gossip when they approach him with sparkling eyes and poorly concealed smiles.

adviser!draken storming into king!mikey’s private chambers without an invitation to shout at him for neglecting his duties and drag him by the ankle out of bed

sorceress!hina enchanting a four-leaf clover necklace with a spell to keep knight!takemichi safe in battle

spymaster!sanzu scaring the shit out of his scribe!s/o whenever he pops up in the windows of the library in all black with no prior warning

doll-maker!izana, who lives in a secluded area of the woods with his apprentice kakucho and obsessively lines his shelves with replicas of the older brother he wishes he had

knight-in-training!chifuyu working extra hard to impress knight!baji, who had recruited him and taken him under his wing

steampunk inventor!chifuyu, who’s never seen without his trademark goggles that kazutora always pokes fun at and threadbare overalls splattered with oil stains. inventor!chifuyu, who nearly has a heart attack when baji hobbles in on one leg, grinning at him with a face swollen with bruises while waving his detached prosthetic leg in greeting. inventor!chifuyu, who keeps wrenches on his belt specifically to hurl at his idiot friends whenever they come into his shop all beat-up with their bronze prosthetics severely damaged

steampunk!hanma, who has a glass eye with the word “pain” engraved on the iris. steampunk!hanma, who asks kisaki to hold something for him. when the latter holds his hand out with an exasperated sigh, hanma sets his replacement eye in his palm and cackles hysterically when kisaki promptly jolts with disgust and chucks it across the room

cyberpunk!sanzu, who’s already inebriated but continues to drown deeper in the neon lights of the club as he pops an array of glowing pills into his mouth, body numb to the robotic assistants that hum around him and intermingle with the equally delirious crowd in case someone were to collapse from overdosing

masquerade!mitsuya, who smiles at you with such kindness and respect as he guides you onto the marble floor that you immediately resolve to discover his identity at a later date

masquerade!kakucho, who does everything in his power to prevent you from uncovering his identity. masquerade!kakucho, who fears that you’ll be disgusted with his deformed appearance once you see his scar.

samurai!yuzuha, who rescues you from a band of thieves but is perplexed when you insist on repaying her goodwill. samurai!yuzuha, who eventually starts coming to you whenever she needs her wounds bandaged or a home-cooked meal. samurai!yuzuha, who refuses to let you touch her sword with your pure, unsullied hands.

potion-maker!ran, who always despises when rindou barges into his workspace for nothing else than to tip over a couple jars and poke fun at his craft. potion-maker!ran, whose skin and hair have been permanently imprinted with the scent of clove and allspice berries. potion-maker!ran, who concocts love spells and perfumes that grant increased intimacy for the lovesick women who visit him when their own assets aren’t working. potion-maker!ran, who smiles charmingly and calls his female customers “darling.” potion-maker!ran, who has no problem with allowing them to test his products on him in order to guarantee their potency—but only if they’re attractive and have a pretty penny to spare :)

gunslinger!mikey, who almost shoots his big toe off trying to impress the beautiful barmaid across the room

servant!baji, who isn’t the slyest but always makes sure he leaves out a saucer of cream for the stray cats that wander through the town during the night, regardless of how much trouble he gets in. servant!baji, who develops a forbidden bond with his royal!s/o due to their shared love of animals. servant!baji, who is ignorant of the ways of courtship but does his best to flirt with you, however flustered and awkward he may be. servant!baji, who sheepishly seeks advice from his mother about how to impress royalty despite him being unable to offer you any material items.

necromancer!takemichi who doesn’t know wtf is going on and is literally only a necromancer because he fucked up reading a recipe for garlic bread that was written in cursive

vampire!kokonoi, who looks wistfully upon his collection of dusty, old perfume bottles as he recalls how they’d been the most expensive items on the market centuries ago. vampire!kokonoi, who possesses splintered, wooden chests overflowing with outdated currency that will never again be utilized. vampire!kokonoi, who sits for hours and stares at the photo of the young woman that he’s preserved in mint condition for countless years, wondering why he can’t remember who she is

half-blood!mikey, who wonders why his legs are so much stronger than the rest of his body, why he’s always been so much faster than his peers, and why they’re always chock-full of energy. half-blood!mikey, who’s blissfully unaware that the blood of his ancestors is not as it seems. half-blood!mikey, who has zero clue that his lineage marks him a descendant of the minotaur.

farmer!chifuyu, who’s too shy to approach the seamstress’s daughter, so he resigns himself to only admiring her from afar until she makes a move herself. farmer!chifuyu, who’s beyond embarrassed when he accidentally bumps into her, the dirt and grime on his clothing soiling her pristine outfit. farmer!chifuyu, who tries to brush it off, only to panic when the dust on his hands stains the fabric. farmer!chifuyu, who shows up at your mother’s shop the next day to apologize and is nearly chased out due to his kind “not belonging there,” only for you to object and invite him in, claiming that he’s your friend.

jack the ripper!sanzu, who leans up against a dirty brick building with his head low, tongue clicking in rhythm with the slim hands on his golden pocket watch as he decides on his next victim. jack the ripper!sanzu, who dons a simple, shapeless white mask that contrasts sharply with the elaborate feather woven into his top hat. jack the ripper!sanzu, whom others eye skeptically when he skillfully, easily slices his steak into cross-sections with nothing more than a butter knife. jack the ripper!sanzu, who smiles so charmingly at women, basking in their ignorance as he lures them into a sense of false security with a few sweet words. jack the ripper!sanzu, who seals all of his letters documenting his crimes with a lipstick-stained kiss and giggles manically when it smears onto his cheek. jack the ripper!sanzu, who is taken aback when one of his targets whirls on him with anger in their eyes and a knife gripped in their hands, fully prepared to give him a dose of his own medicine.

achilles!izana and patroclus!kakucho. that’s all i have to say. y’all know what’s up👀

soothsayer!takemichi, who’s looked down upon by his fellow prophets because of his frenetic efforts to change the future. while the rest lounge beneath the shade of trees, sweet-smelling smoke curling from their ornate pipes and hazy eyes trailing after people who they know are supposed to die tomorrow, takemichi is doing his best to track them down to warn them of their fate. “he’s just a boy,” the others chuckle, “he won’t make a difference.”

victorian era painter!s/o, who finds seishu inui snoozing beneath a tree and resolves to capture his beauty on a canvas. seishu, who’s well-aware of what you’re doing but decides to let you have your fun. painter s/o, who’s mortified when seishu happens to “wake up” as soon as they sigh with satisfaction and requests to see the picture.

barista!izana, who mixes drugs into his drinks for certain customers while they discreetly slide a handsome wad of cash across the counter

archer!chifuyu, who accidentally spears his superior through the leg while struggling with his bow. archer!chifuyu, who meets kazutora in the dungeons and befriends him during the one night he spends there. archer!chifuyu, who is confused and hesitant when he is abruptly assigned to join the ranks of the prince’s bodyguards. archer!chifuyu, who is white with shock when he sees kazutora stroll into the room, a golden crown balanced atop his head and a wide smile blooming upon his lips when he spots his new friend.

ROBIN HOOD!CHIFUYU

potion-maker!souya, whose face always softens whenever you stop by his shop during your daily mail delivery route. potion-maker!souya, who’s ashamed of himself for having considered exploiting your trust in him and slipping a love potion into your drink. potion-maker!souya, who always offers to make you something befitting the occasion whenever you’re running low on energy, not feeling well, or are nervous about something. potion-maker!souya, who’s too shy to confess his feelings for you.

town crier!nahoya, who sometimes slips a swear word or two into his announcements and prefers to storm the town on horseback, disregarding his elaborate attire. town crier!nahoya, who has definitely snatched you off the street during his routes, leaving you to cling to his sweat-dampened clothes and shout at him for being such an imbecile.

shapeshifter!nahoya, who diligently keeps his eyes closed because he can change everything about his appearance, except for his distinctive eye color.

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