#also modern au I guess?

[octoooo]

Giyuu takes his gaming seriously

No he’s not kidding

I was a lil upset about my loss lmao

#kny #tomioka giyuu #demon slayer #octo’s art #sabito #sabigiyuu #anyway that was me earlier #I didn’t knock my chair over but I was a lil dramatic #also modern au I guess? #Sabito’s hairy legs #they have a fluffy cat #and a painting of her on the wall #like how royalty may have painting of them in their main room or something #she’s very spoiled #they love her & she demands attention #until she doesn’t & hides in every crevice the house has to offer #No internet Dino game has been my favorite thing to do recently #inspired by me & my endeavors #Sneaky Modern au

[mewniemoon]

Boys night out. They're up to nefarious activities (grocery shopping)

#cult of the lamb #cotl #cotl narinder #narinder #cotl baal #cotl aym #baal #aym #aym and baal #I love these cat people sm #Narinder and the boooooys #my art #mewnie art #Also some sort of modern AU I guess? Idk I like drawing Narinder as just some guy

[average-hua-cheng-fan]

another reason i think that xie lian felt an instant connection on the ox cart is because he and hua cheng both grew up in xianle.

there are maybe 4 people still alive that grew up in that culture. based on my own experience, you can pick up on things like accent, cadence, references, and humor that suggest a person is from the same place as you without consciously noticing it. that sense of comfort and similarity probably played into their instant chemistry.

#thinking about how they are bonded together by being the only people who remember their dead culture... augh it kind of makes me want to cr #as much fighting as fengqing do they are really the only people who will EVER understand each other's childhoods #which. aughhhh #there's a lovely modern au fic by heavensturtle called ''i'm just there to admire you.'' where they talk about chinese diaspora go read it #fics that mention paradise manor being in the xianle style also make me want to bawl. especially when fxmq notice it #other people that remember xianle: qi rong. jun wu. mei nianqing. yeah. none of those people are easy to talk to #buried deep in the xianle quartets heads are things like xianxia silly bands and xianxia nickelodeon and xianxia hi chew that LITERALLY #NOBODY ELSE IN THE ENTIRE WORLD REMEMBERS. DOES THAT NOT MAKE YOU FEEL INSANE #the immortality in tgcf and how it affects memory and sense of self and relationships. ourgh #i speak #tgcf meta #tgcf #tgcf spoilers #i guess? #tian guan ci fu #tgcf books #heaven official's blessing #hob #xie lian #hua cheng #hualian #feng xin #mu qing #fengqing #xianle trio #xianle quartet

[sualne]

modern au relationships chart

#undescribed #secret modern au #seen ppl refer to it as a lulaw modern au and huh. where do i even begin. like youre not wrong but its also a aro kidlaw slow burn and #polyam. someone on yt said luffy harem and buddy.. yea i guess. but like. what even. #barto and co arent included cause theyre no relevant but theyre there in spirit #im so glad ao3 has the tag 'other' #edit: updated the chart

[ghouljams]

seeing fae!ghost mess with love's tethers makes me want liebling to use that against our resident nasty boy. make him suffer!! (in a good way)

In which the worst fae-touched woman in the world is just dying to help Liebling's relationship. Ghost please get a handle on your darling.

There's a low deep rumbling coming from König, he's growling you think. Warning whatever monster is in front of you to stay away. His hands bracket you on either side of the counter, shoulders hunched protectively over you. When you look up at him, you can just peek under his hood at his bared teeth. 

You glance at the door and sigh, great the specter of death is back. Love gives you a smile and a wave. She just about skips over to you while Ghost follows her. 

"Don't worry we're not here for long," she tells you, which you're thankful for. König is always weirder when they're in the shop.

"What's up? What do you need?" You ask, trying to lean out of König's shadow.

“I thought you might want to know a trick I learned," Love lights up gold all over, you've noticed that happening when she's excited. You have also noticed that she gets excited over weird stuff, like dead bugs and slasher movies, you usually try to proceed with caution.

"Hit me," you tell her. She grabs your hand and presses it against your chest, curling your fingers around some phantom thing with Intent. 

"Should be around here somewhere," she mumbles, she frowns and keeps smacking your hand against your chest. You almost feel something brush against your palm and you wrap your fingers around it instinctively. Love pulls back, crossing her arms and screwing her mouth to one side. "Maybe not," She says, leaning back against Ghost, "Damn, boring."

You really don't know what she's so upset about. You curl your fingers tighter into a fist against your chest. König vibrates behind you, still agitated you guess. You settle your fist back on the counter, feeling something pull like a loose string on a sweater. Something unraveling that you didn’t even know was strung tightly.

König's hand slams against your back, forcing you to bend over the counter. He hunches over you, breathing hard and ragged as his hips press against your ass. Your chest heaves against the counter, your eyes wide as you stare at Love's grin. König growls, and you feel his saliva drip wet against the back of your neck. Your fingers tighten around whatever invisible thread you were directed to grab and he grinds against you. 

He is absolutely filthy rocking against you. You try to push yourself up only to be pressed more firmly against the unyielding counter. König’s teeth scrape the top of your spine, possessive, dangerous, you try not to go boneless at the feeling.

"Alright, let's go." Ghost's arms wrap around Love's waist and hoist her up.

"Come on, it's just getting good!" Love groans, kicking against Ghost's hold. Ghost whispers something in her ear and she turns red. “Mmhm, yep, let’s go," she nods quickly, letting Ghost carry her out of the shop.

"König," you gasp, fuck that is- that is his cock sliding against you. God that feels big.

"Out," he snarls, making the other fae in the store jump and run for the exit, he rests his forehead against the counter next to you breathing hard, "Let go Liebling, or bitte-” his voice shakes, “-pull harder."

You don't know what he's talking about. Harder? You're not pulling anything, he pushed you down. You whine, your chest feels hot, and you are starting to get uncomfortably wet between your legs. You want- König's eyes dart to the gold lighting up in your chest -you want more. His stomach jumps, pulse thrumming, you smell so good. All of you so greedy for him, tethers pulling at desires he knows you won't say aloud. You are working him up and he is trying to avoid doing something you will regret.

He cannot get banned from the shop a second time.

You squirm under him, it feels absolutely, pathetically, pointless to try and fight out from under König. You should tell him to get off, that is the smart thing to do. You’re going to do just that as soon as you can think of anything but the desperate way your cunt clenches when he rubs his cock against it.

"You would look so cute on my cock Liebling," he sighs, somewhere between resignation and annoyance, "Ah, but you would be mad if I fucked you here, and I cannot have that."

“König,” You try again and he hums like he’s listening, you don’t think he is, “you need to get off.”

“I am trying, you are not very good at-”

“Off of me,” You specify, but you don’t really want him off do you? Your chest is so pleasantly warm and your fingers buzz with some strange magic that makes König’s hand slide down your back and over your hips.

“Then let go,” His voice is starting to get ragged at the edges, dangerous. You don’t want to let go. You very much want to keep holding on. If you let go he actually will pull away from you, he’ll stop letting you press your hips back against him, his breath won’t pant in your ear. 

You shake your head as his hand closes around yours.

"You are being very naughty, Liebling," he tells you, trying to pry your fingers apart. You squeeze your fist tighter and he growls at you, “Behave.” Funny that’s what you tell him, it’s strange to be on the other end of it, makes your stomach all flippy. You press back against him, away from his hand and the end of this. You feel all of him lurch forward before his teeth clamp down around the back of your neck. You freeze.

Big teeth, big König, you like big, you really like big. 

He pries your fingers loose and the tension snaps, the thread winding back into the sweater. You can’t control your breathing. All your muscles seem to shake and melt against the counter without whatever hold you had. König, fuck, you still want him but it’s gentler now. A low simmer in your stomach, not… whatever it was before that has you absolutely soaked.

“Ich werde diesen Märchenjunges töten,” König spits, and then he’s gone, and you are utterly, painfully, alone in the shop.

#Monster fucker Liebling we all knew it was coming #minor dubcon #Love is an absolute menace and she cannot be contained #“let me show u this cool trick” she says not knowing how it works #fae!konig #Fae au #y'all want some monster fucker stuff I have some and I been holding out on you I'm sorry #konig x you #konig x reader #könig x you #könig modern warfare #könig x reader #könig smut #Also I guess this is the first time anyone calls Love fae-touched fun

[gingerale-enjoyer]

Everything is fine!!! Tech and Omega just got back from the aquarium they had a great time and saw some turtles!!!!! They’re tired tho so they’re taking a quick Power Nap before everyone else gets home!!!!

(Modern au?????)

#I can’t draw children to save my life sorry #also omega is like 6 instead of 12 I guess #the bad batch #tbb #tbb tech #tbb au #tbb omega #star wars au #star wars tbb #denial is a river in egypt #my art #tbb modern au

[newvegascowboy]

dustrider

#fallout #kal talks #kal does an art #i guess this isnt TECHNICALLY fallout #but im tagging it such anyway #courier six #courier red #illustration #artists on tumblr #fnv #fallout new vegas #this is more a modern au of red but the stickers on their motorcycle are largely fallout based #also: Dustriders was the name of Red's gang! #digital illustration #digital drawing #digital arwork

[oifaaa]

You know what I can foresee Tim getting so into hating Jason and trying to counter Jason’s 1001 Evil Murder Plans (that he definitely has) that he misses the court date that might have given him more parental rights. So then he just hates Jason even more because obviously this was plan #1002 that he hadn’t managed to counter in time.

And meanwhile Jason is just trying to get used to the fact that none of his favorite food carts are around anymore.

Tim is cursing Jason out for his evil master plan to ruin tims life mean while Jason's just crying in a corner somewhere bc he wants to listen to his music but can't bc he can't figure out how to get the stupid wireless headphones to connect

#ask #anon #im usually against the jason cant understand new tech hc #but #thats usually bc jason is only dead for 6 months in canon #so it feels very silly imo #and yes i know sliding scale blah blah i dont care its stupid #but sinces hes been dead for 20 years in this au #ill allow it #another fun thing about this au ive realised #bc jason was dead for 20 years i can say he was born in the late 80s and just have it set in modern times hehe #also ive designed both kon and Bernard in this au #and am now sad bc im really not gonna use them #tho i guess its just fun for me to know what they look like

[byz-was-here]

Imagine being the Bahrag.

Ok, hear me out.Say you work at , say the white house.

You’re the head of sanitation (along with your sister who also has the same job as you).

You get a notification that says, “Hey, time to do the landscaping.” So you get your crew together, and send them out to cut grass, pull weeds, trim shrubs or whatever. 

And then suddenly a bunch of secret service agents jump out of the bushes, and beat up your workers out of nowhere.

Understandably, you’d be very confused.

Then they kick down your door (after stealing your employee's keys to get in)

And THEN you realize these are the president’s PERSONAL secret service agents, and you’re even more confused, but you don’t have time to talk or ask questions because right now they’re beating the crap out of you ...and now you’re duct taped & Zip-tied to your sister (who also is co-head of sanitation and is as lost as you are), and then they leave you stuck on the floor of your office trussed up like a turkey without a single word.

Eventually You manage to fumble for your phone and call some upper level employees who were off today to come and get you because What, and I cannot stress this enough, The Fuck.

Except the Secret Service squad breaks into your office AGAIN once your employees find you and throw them all out a fucking window. and then they just. Leave. Again. 

With you tied up to your sister sitting on the floor. And you still don’t have a clue as to what the fuck is going on. 

And THEN. after who KNOWS how long, the Secret Service guys walk back in and go, “Uh, well this is awkward, but uh. We need you to finish landscaping now.” 

You can practically HEAR the curb your enthusiasm theme playing in the background. 

#bionicle #bahrag #bohrok #byzrambles #I guess this also works as a modern au #The toa nuva: ok we're letting you go can you clean mata nui now #The Bahrag: Are we a fucking joke to you???

[myrxellabaratheon]

I’m usually not into cartoon ships, but I can make an exception for Huskerdust because that’s just IT!

#huskerdust #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel #it just ticks off all of my boxes for when it comes to ships I guess #((also the vague modern AU throbb potential is there))

[octoooo]

Baby Sabito & Giyuu

Can you tell I love drawing 🥺 lmao

#kny #demon slayer #tomioka giyuu #octo’s art #sabito #sabigiyuu #I mean they’re kids so no dating #just really good friends for now #but I’ll tag anyway #sweet litl babies playing with Dino nuggets #giyuu is me fr big chocolate milk fan #also modern au i guess? #maybe I’ll make this official #he lives with Tsutako but visits Sabito’s house after school sometimes #Sabito’s adopted by Urokodaki #neither him nor Sabito care much for chocolate milk but since giyuu started coming over #he keeps a carton of it just for Giyuu #he gets choco milk at school #tsutako had limited him to 2 cups per day #he can and WILL try to drink the entire carton in one day #and then get sick so he has to pull out the puppy eyes on Urokodaki #it worked once but then giyuu got sick at his house so it doesn’t work anymore #except it kinda does #Urokodaki had to look away to not be affected by Those Sad Eyes #Sneaky Modern au

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

ayyy im back with another Unedited human au snippet <3 it's almost entirely dialogue oopsies <3

~

Eddie slows in putting his coat on - Barnaby isn’t sticking around to chat with fellow staff like usual. He’s in a rush, scrambling to grab his jacket and hurrying from behind the bar. He dashes through the door, looking like a man on a mission.

The door Mr. Frankly had just vanished through. 

Could he be…? No, Barnaby seems like a good man. But he had seemed a little pushy with Mr. Frankly, from what Eddie could tell. 

It couldn’t hurt to make sure.

Eddie frowns deeply as he goes outside, wincing slightly at the first burst of cold air after hours spent in a warm building. He’s just in time to see Barnaby jog up behind Frankly and close his car door before he can get in. Barnaby immediately leans against the door with his arms crossed, pinning it shut and blocking Frankly from the driver’s seat.

Eddie’s stomach plummets. Before he knows it, he’s speed-walking across the parking lot towards them, a fire burning in his chest and his hands curled into fists.

Frankly says something loud enough that Eddie can almost hear, his voice echoing in the empty lot. As Eddie watches, Barnaby pokes Frankly’s chest, making him stagger back a step.

“Hey!” Eddie barks. 

Both of them jump and whip around - Barnaby’s eyebrows shoot into his hair, while Frankly’s lowers into a flat line. 

“Eddie?” Barnaby says.

At the same time, Frankly says, “Mr. Dear?”

The two of them look at each other in surprise. Eddie pays the exchange no mind. He stops by Frankly, trying to slightly angle himself in front of him without making it too obvious.

“Is everything all right here?” he asks, looking Barnaby up and down. He really hopes this won’t come to blows - Eddie can throw a punch well enough, but Barnaby is an imposing figure. Eddie already knows he’d likely lose, but as long as he can buy Frankly a couple extra seconds…

“No, actually, everything is not fine,” Frankly says in a ticked-off - and strangely scolding - tone. 

Barnaby, not breaking eye-contact with Frankly, counters with, “Everything’s peachy, Ed.”

“You sure about that?” Eddie asks, trying to keep his tone amicable. 

“Scout’s honor.”

“Please,” Frankly scoffs, “you were never a boy scout. And that’s not the point - I am trying to get home!”

“You are trying to die in the most avoidable way possible.”

Eddie shoots Frankly a concerned look. “You’re what?”

“I am perfectly sober,” Frankly says.

Barnaby raises an unimpressed eyebrow. “Your face is flushed.”

“It is not!”

Eddie winces. “It, uh, it is. A little.”

“It’s none of your business,” Frankly seethes. 

“Listen,” Barnaby sighs. He leans heavier against the car and rubs the back of his neck. “I don’t wanna be the one 'ta call Julie and deliver the news that her beloved Frankie went and got himself killed at the taco bell intersection.”

Frankly makes a high and derisive noise. “Excuse you, I have class. I’d die outside of Howdy’s.”

“Please, he’d turn your memorial into part of the gift shop. I can already see the signs - ‘dead friend sale, five percent off!’”

“I’m worth at least thirty percent.”

Eddie clears his throat and gestures between the two of them. “You two… know each other?”

“Unfortunately,” Frankly mutters.

Barnaby grins. “Aw, you’re just saying that. It’s okay - I know ya love me, Frankie. You don’t have to say it.”

“I do not.”

“I have evidence that proves otherwise.”

Frankly rolls his eyes. “You’re unbearable.”

“And yet…”

Eddie heaves a sigh - of relief or exhaustion, he’s not sure - and drags a hand over his face. “Alright. Good, I - good to know.”

“What, did’ja think I was attacking him?” After a moment of prolonged, awkward silence, Barnaby’s teasing smile drops. “Oh. You did.”

“Barnaby? Attack me?” Frankly snorts. “Give him some credit - he’s smarter than he looks.”

“Yeah, I’d have better chances taking on a pack’a hyenas!” Barnaby lets out a hearty cackle. “At least then we’d all get a laugh out of it!”

“So I misjudged the situation pretty terribly,” Eddie says, inching to the side to give Frankly his personal space back. “My apologies.”

“Don’t sweat it, Ed. I know Frank may look like a bundle of sticks, but he’s petrified wood all the way through! Pure stone, you know.” Barnaby grins and leans towards Eddie. He whispers conspiratorially, “‘Cept when it comes to holdin’ his liquor. Then he’s a total lightweight.”

“Barnaby,” Frankly hisses.

“Practically paper!”

“That’s enough, thank you!” Frankly makes an attempt at shoving Barnaby away from the car door, but Barnaby widens his stance. It’s like watching someone try to move a tree.

“See, this is how I know he shouldn’t be driving,” Barnaby says conversationally to Eddie. “If he were sober, I’d be the one drunk - punch-drunk, that is.”

Eddie isn’t sure whether or not he should laugh - was that a joke? Barnaby seems fond of them, but… surely Frankly isn’t a violent person. Frankly lets out a growl of frustration and clumsily tries to bodyslam Barnaby. Eddie inches back a step.

“Alright Frankie, you had your fun.” Barnaby scruffs Frankly like a misbehaving cat and holds him at arm's length. He holds out a hand. “C’mon. Keys.”

“Never.”

“Have it your way. I’ll go ahead and call Poppy, tell her that you’ve forgotten the many dangers of-”

“Oh, fine,” Frankly spits. He yanks his keys out of his pocket and slaps them into Barnaby’s waiting hand. 

Barnaby flicks the keys as Frankly stalks to the passenger side door and yanks it open. “Choose a place for dinner, we’ll swing by and pick it up - my treat.”

“Obviously your treat,” Frankly grumbles. “As if I’d-”

The slam of his door cuts off whatever he says next, though Eddie can see him still talking in the car. His phone screen illuminates his irritated expression as he - presumably - looks up places for takeout. 

“Well, I’m glad you were here to stop him from doin’ somethin’ everyone would regret,” Eddie says. “Mr. Frankly-” 

“Mr. Frankly?” Barnaby snorts. “You’re not one of his students, are ya?”

“I’m just bein’ polite. He set the tone by referrin’ to me by Mr. Dear, so I’m tryin’ to respect that line in the sand.”

Barnaby shakes his head, grinning. “Just call him Frank. He puts up a big show of bein' a grouch, but he’s really a big softie. Though don’t - don’t try to pick a fight with him. Ever. You’ll lose.”

“Wasn’t plannin' on it.” Eddie makes a mental note to keep calling him Mr. Frankly, just to be on the safe side. It’s not like they’re friends, anyway. More like… acquaintances. Occasional Run-Into-Each-Other strangers. 

#shorter than usual - only a little over 1k - but yk the motivation provides what it provides #in my docs this is titled 'aw... babe's first protective attempt' #or i guess we could call it #eddie's past parasocial relationships come back to haunt him more than they already have #also barnaby definitely teased frank about eddie in whatever place they're picking up food from #lmaoooo no wait #barnaby: so about eddie- #frank: so about howdy. #barnaby: ..... #frank: ..... #barnaby: hey i think that's our order #wh modern human au #snippets from the bog #in my mind frank is actually kinda pleased #annoyed of course. he doesnt need anyone to protect him #but i bet a part of him enjoyed having the strong mailman attempt to ~come to his rescue~ #i imagine that the next time they see each other frank invites him to lunch or somethin #'just' to 'thank' eddie for trying his best #yep alright yawn yawn yawn its almost 3 i should sleep #tomorrow is one of two final days to complete packing! its almost Time! #tonight was decent... got some tasty tacos... listened to somethin neat... did a bit of writing... yeah <3

[kakyogay]

GRRR GRRRRAH FUCK IT THE DRAWING IS WELL DRAWN AND HUMAN AU BULLSHIT GRGRRRRR

THEY ARE GETTING HELP AND RECOVERING FROM ALL THE SHIT THAT THEY'VE BEEN THROUGH AND THAT I REFUSE TO REVEAL BECAUSE IT MAKES ME SAD AND ALSO SIG LOOKED VERY CUTE AND ADORABLE AND BOY GIRL THING WHAT ARE YOU WEARING GGRRHAGGAGAA

#GRGGGASSHEGARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR #suns usualyl has a little hair thing to lke show that' they'r e suns but they ar e a bit of a messrn and gwug yes lore yes yes lore #human designs refs maybe probably someday idk shit changes so much #it's like it's like modern au but but but robot anatomy doesn;t work and rot probably wont be real and moreof a mental thing #and also the slug cats witll be cats #I ned to divert my brain to the slugeratorswap au I need to divery my brain to the slugerator au i need to dirver t my brain to the slugcer #ghh I guess I'll put main tags because of how I sort things on my account... #five pebbles #seven red suns #no significant harassment #rw human au bullshit

[sesamenom]

some ideas from an au where maglor just keeps living in britain (/himring?)

especially in the earlier eras he had to put a lot more effort into styling/dyeing his hair to cover his ears & the blueness/Elf Sparkle. he also wore glasses for a while to dim the Treelight Eyes (because even as badly faded as he is, it's still really obvious with how old he is).

#silm #silmarillion #maglor #seventh age stuff #<- adjacent au #weirdly modern maglor feels the closest to maglor-maglor? #but he also looks like a lawyer in a tv show for some reason? #like edwardian maglor's outfit is pretty similar structure wise (high collar/waistcoat/long coat) but the hat & hairstyle really affect it? #but modern maglor has roughly the same silhouette with the jacket and definitely the most freedom with the ear and hairstyle #early 1900s maglor has a sort of beard thing to not look too young but it looks weird on him i think #it probably wouldnt look as out of place if his hair was shorter but he needs to cover his ears somehow #honestly merovingian maglor looks pretty maglor-y the hairstyle is just not blue enough #the front curly bits on baroque maglor are very maglor-y despite being even less blue #...huh i guess maglor is just 80% Hair #the rest is just fancy clothes; sad harp; and depression #baroque maglor did turn out really well though #maybe because maglor-maglor already borrows a lot from the baroque composer style outfit wise? like he is for unknown reasons #the only YT-FoA elf with a waistcoat i think #through all of this he has remained mysteriously wealthy #(probably because he knows where all the treasuries are in himring)

[drawingswatson-holmes]

BW Popstarion Au 🩸🧶✨ | Gale's his manager

WHOA THIS GOT SCRAMBLED UP WHEN IT UPLOADED

Not sure but surely brain-rotting 🫠 I'm so nauseous rn drawn by Watson

#i am writing it #but i realized i am tone deaf and know absolutely nothing about music #au where basically everyone's the bard class lmao #also i have a nauseating headache rn #i guess it's a migraine #this is just an excuse for me to post all the unnecessary amount of Astarion doobles i made #also an excuse to draw Astarion in a tank lol #mod watson #bloodweave #astarion ancunin #gale dekarios #next post will be gale centric #what.doobles #bg3 #modern au #Popstarion #what an ugly name asdfghfhdj #bg3 idol au #baldur's gate 3

[bumavaus]

erm did anyone ask for a messy nd quick hickeycrozier mspaint fanart ??? well guess what

#francis crozier #cornelius hickey #the terror #the terror amc #fanart #i will never get adams face right #ive come to terms with that tho #also i guess its like a modern au bcs i didn't bother with the period appropiate clothing #hehe