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popatochisssp · 5 months
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The Court AU has me DEAD!!! If you’d be willing, what sort of outfits would they wear? I’d love to draw them!
Anon, I had so many tabs open looking up medieval-type fashion and armor, we're talking like 30+, felt super awesome finishing this and closing them all 😌
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Sans (Undertale): What’s black and blue and white all over? Why, him of course! His jester’s motley features a black-and-white diamond pattern, offset by bright, rich, royal blue—a mark of his service to the king. He doesn’t wear one of those silly hats, though…because he wears a silly hood instead! Less chance of falling off, you see. When not in costume he tends toward simple tunics, of decent material and often still in blue.
Papyrus (Undertale): Almost never out of full plate armor, even in downtime, he has to dress for the job he wants and that means being a shining metal bastion of knightly glory at all times! …Though he does often remove his helmet and hold it by his sword at his hip, or fasten it to his steed’s side. He’s a very handsome skeleton, it would be cruel to deny the people the chance to see their hero’s face!
Sky (Underswap Sans): Soft blues and yellows, as a squire only lightly armored—greaves and pauldrons, a mail shirt beneath his tunic if he’s expected to go into battle—but he considers even that much armoring to be overkill for what he’s doing. Still, his Captain insists, and it makes his brother feel better, so he takes care protecting himself. He has some nicer finery to wear about court, as a nobleman, but tends simpler for anything that might be dirtied or torn in training.
Paps (Underswap Papyrus): Rich green and earthy browns, his clothing tends to be without ostentation—no embroidery, no gold buckles or buttons, or anything especially elaborate. He may be noble but he’s a scholar and a recluse and prefers not to stand out much. Still, the fabrics of which his clothing is made are always fine, as coarse or stiff materials quite put him off. Mostly cottes—long belted tunics—with the occasional robe over, if it's cold.
Jasper (Underfell Sans): Blacks and browns, sturdy plain clothes which can stand up to considerable wear and tear. Often wears a short diamond-quilted gambeson and some leather armor (vambraces and greaves), but always has a sword belted to his hip and a cloak made of dire-wolf’s fur draped over his shoulders. If ever he should need to acknowledge his denounced family name, he does have some finer clothing stored away somewhere—in red—and a shiny gold signet ring with his family crest on it.
Pyre (Underfell Papyrus): Usually in half plate armor, dark metal heavily scratched and scorched, dents meticulously hammered back out. He also wears a tattered red cape about his shoulders that billows quite majestically behind him when he rides or runs into battle. He will occasionally dress down in laced tunics and breeches, still in red and black, fine but not too fine as to raise suspicion about his heritage. Should all that ever come out, he does have a suit of pristine night-black armor he’s been dying to inherit and a silken cape to pin about it with a golden clasp of the family’s crest.
Mal (Swapfell Sans): Mostly black but flaunts his privilege and royal ties with purple accents wherever possible. Brigandine armor with a fine gold-plated gorget and pauldrons and a few other ornamental trappings—he is the Empress’ personal guard and must in some capacity be as elegant. Very fine doublets and tunics for his (rare) downtime, often with gold threading, but not fond of most jewelries.
Rus (Swapfell Papyrus): Dark colors and crisp whites, noble yet eccentric, he has a lot of fine doublets and other such court-wear but tends not to actually…wear them. He can mostly be found in loose-fitting cottes, baggy sleeves often penned up by leather armlets to keep them out of his paints. He has a fur-hooded cloak for travel or cold weather, but he rarely leaves his rooms, much less the castle, so he doesn’t don it often.
Slate (Horrortale Sans): Dark browns and off-white cream, simple rough-hewn clothing showing signs of wear and occasionally odd stains. He works in the stables, with animals, and being around animals so much makes it difficult to keep clean. He has a somewhat decent dark blue cloak that he’ll wear into town for errands, or in polite company—it has a hood to conceal the great jagged hole in his head that tends to make the squeamish or timid flinch away from him.
Papy (Horrortale Papyrus): Still hasn’t quite shaken the habit to be armored, even when it isn’t necessary, but he’s cut down from full plate to chain mail only, much lighter and easier to move around in—which is vital when hurrying to the training field for an accident, or running to meet a wounded knight at the gates. He wears a simple tabard over his mail, blue with red edging (the Queen’s colors), and keeps a pouch of bandages and other aid supplies belted to his waist instead of a sword.
Ash (Undergloom Sans): The livery of the king’s court, gray and gold, but dyed into fabrics suitable for common folk. He still wears gray when not performing at court, tunics so thickly woven they could pass as a gambeson and often paired with hooded cloaks, but he keeps his golds set aside until needed to keep them in good condition. He takes equal care of his shiny brass sackbut (it’s a horn, with a very funny name but an instrument nonetheless) so it always plays well.
Yrus (Undergloom Papyrus): Off-white and tan linens, loose and breathable for hot work in the kitchens, sleeves rolled up and pinned at the elbows to keep them from getting in the way. Always an apron about his waist, occasionally with food stains after a long day’s work but these he quickly tends to as soon as he’s able. He has nothing in the way of real finery but tries very hard to make sure what he has is clean and presentable.
Brick (Horrorfell Sans): Fine brocaded doublets of rich red and shining gold thread, as a duke and brother to a king, he does have to dress the part a bit. He wears more jewelry, especially rings, but nearly always still has his dire-wolf fur cloak over his shoulders. When called for executions, he dresses down quite a bit, in simple black cloth with only a leather pauldron over one shoulder to help brace the weight of his axe before he swings.
King (Horrorfell Papyrus): Half plate armor essentially at all times, even formal or polite occasions—he’s the owner of a stolen throne and all too aware that it could be stolen from him the same way he got it. His breastplate is scaled and his pauldrons are elaborately spiked, but it’s all black. The only pop of color on him is his crown, the same worn by Asgore and Undyne, gold and sharp, with rubies inlaid.
Merc (Horrorswap Sans): Chain mail over a finely-made kaftan and beneath a traveling cloak, the latter two with signs of wear from a long journey. His head is notably absent of a crown—left behind in the kingdom he fled—but a new one awaits him soon, of flashing silver and blue stone, depicting the phases of the moon. When fully established in his new kingdom, he may begin dressing as a proper king again, draping himself in the blue and silver finery of the land that sheltered him.
Ell (Horrorswap Papyrus): Browns, greens, and blacks, he wears light leather armor—really just a breastplate and vambraces—and a thick woolen cloak about his shoulders. He has no need of greaves for his shins, legs lost to an accident in the wilderness, but supplanted by magical prosthetics, living blackened wood provided by his land when he called upon it for aid. …Not that he’s fully accepted that it’s his land, keeping his crown of twisting copper and emerald tucked away in a saddlebag instead of on his brow. Maybe someday…
Pitch (Horrorswapfell Sans): Rich purple and verdant green, amidst a sea of black—he favors very fine fabrics with open lacing at the chest. Still not especially fond of jewelry, but wears considerably more decorative leather braces on forearms, shins, and even the occasional full-chest corset. (He has some chronic pain and the extra pressure and support in certain spots helps.) He wears considerably more plain clothes for knight-training purposes and when traveling wears a black cloak with a cowl that comes down over the hole in his face at a point, as the beak of a raven.
Nemo (Horrorswapfell Papyrus): Usually in half plate splint mail armor for his patrols along the wall, but favors rusty oranges, brown and black for the tunics and boots and breeches he wears out of it. Often carries a lantern, and always has tinder in a pouch on his hip. Beside his pouch is a war-horn in case an alert would need to be called, loud enough to make everyone come running if it’s ever sounded.
Sunny (Gastertale Sans): A cavalierly styled courtier, at first having made do with graciously lent clothing and now being able to buy his own in a whole variety of rich colors—yellow, blue, magenta, and on. His aim is to look at home in court, which means he must dress as other courtiers do, so he has doublets and fine tunics and many, many fashionable capelets with embroidery and stylish pins, as well as a few equally chic plumed hats. The other courtiers look to him now for the latest fashion trends and he couldn’t be happier.
Aster (Gastertale Papyrus): A bit more subdued in style than his brother…though only a bit. He favors black frocks, almost as a cleric would wear, but beneath them, elegant doublets in greens and yellows as vibrant as anything his twin wears, with fine silver filigree work in his buckles and pins and clasps. He’s the pinnacle of restrained class and taste and it’s no wonder at all that the king should respect him so highly if his care in thought is as his care in appearance.
Spectr (Transcendtale Sans): Deep, dark black from head to toe, most prominently a long hooded cloak with two eye-lights glowing in the darkness. He always wears gloves and never lets his hood down, as he’s not especially fond of his metal bones and doesn’t really wish to be seen. It’s difficult to see in the daytime, but at night he’s trailed by faint wisps of ghostly light in all colors of the rainbow, such a strange sight that many a drunkard who’s seen him has poured out their bottle presuming they’d had quite a bit too much.
PapAIrus (Transcendtale Papyrus): Full plate armor, of course, but as he’s now some sort of spectral entity, it (and he!) glows and is slightly see-through. Being ghostly has washed out his colors quite thoroughly which is unfortunate—mostly all white with hints of silvery blue—but on the up-side he seems able to change his appearance some by will alone, donning or discarding his helmet at will, manifesting a majestic cape for himself out of the ether, and so on. It seems a fair enough trade to him!
Xanth (Ascendswap Sans): A man at court now, he’s donned an eye-patch and abandoned the trappings of prospective knighthood, fully embraced courtier fashion…if a bit ‘eccentrically.’ He favors bright yellows and spring greens, flowing garments of fine cloth layered beneath and over leather vambraces, gorget, and tasset. All these are elaborately, intricately designed and certainly make the similarly intricate gold jewelry (with multicolored gems) that he wears at wrist and neck stand out, but it’s hardly in fashion… Still, the mystic’s thinking is often inscrutable.
Piper (Ascendswap Papyrus): Unlike his brother, very fashionable and eye-catching, in rich amaranths and brilliant turquoises, with even the occasional lavender. He has many fine embroidered doublets, threaded liberally with gold, and wears many pieces of gold jewelry as well—necklaces, bracelets, pins, and brooches. When showing the birds of the crown at court or bidding them on a royal hunt, he wears the livery of the crown-proper—royal purple and gold—and always has a thick leather falconer’s glove on his left hand.
Carmine (Underfell Fruition Sans): What’s black and white and red all over? Well, newspapers haven’t been invented yet, so it’s him, of course! He’s no jester so he hasn’t a motley to wear to work, but he is a performer and does dress in the livery of the king, which is red and black. The material is a bit finer than he’s used to, but being that he’s no longer wearing rags and rotting in a hole, he’s quite pleased with it and doesn’t mind the bright colors that help him attract the eyes of many comely nobles at court. Off-duty, he sticks to loose, somewhat open tunics—red still very much preferred.
Tank (Underfell Fruition Papyrus): Laced linen shirts, not especially loosely fitting due to his largeness in the chest and shoulders but he hasn’t burst any seams in awhile so the measurements must be somewhat correct. He’s fond of white and a true connoisseur of red, all shades from dark to very light. He keeps an array of small carpentry tools—hammers, chisels, things for measuring—in a roll on his hip, a dedicated apprentice to the core.
Vi (Swapfell Fruition Sans): All black, pourpoint armor beneath fine silk doublets but almost disappointingly plain otherwise—no embroidery, no ornament, or stitched pattern, or brocade. Over this he wears a cloak, equally fine and with at least some ostentation, a bit of silver stitched decoration that matches the intimidatingly clawed silver gauntlet he wears upon his left hand—a symbol of his wealth, if not his status. These flashy items are for matters of court only, as he has a much more nondescript hooded cloak and less identifiable sharp implement which he uses for matters of stealth and misdeeds when it is important that he not be recognized.
Hunter (Swapfell Frution Papyrus): A prince in princely attire…mostly. He happily flaunts the color purple but proudly wears it with the black of his old family name, and drapes himself in silk tunics, fine (mostly decorative) pauldrons, capes and capelets. He tends to show off a bit more of his chest than seems appropriate for a man of his station, and seems to wear his elegant silver jewelry in ways such that the eye is drawn there, and…other places, but few question the whims of royalty. His pewter crown is heavy and inelegant and he’s talked much with his brother about how angry people would be if he had it melted and recast into something more stylish.
Kohl (Descendtale Sans): Plain, rough tunics, in black and dark brown. He wears a heavy fur-lined gabardine as it gets quite cold in the dungeons, though it’s uncertain where he managed to get such a nice garment. He keeps a knife on his belt, large and jagged-toothed, and though he hasn’t had need to use it yet, the threat of it tends to keep most prisoners from attempting to bring him harm.
Bram (Descendtale Papyrus): He’s traded in his full plate armor for a comfortably fit leather jerkin, accompanied by matching gauntlets to protect his hands and torso (inasmuch as they need protection, without flesh) from the thorns he trims back every day. He mostly wears black and white and brown, all things closely fit to his body, less they snag overmuch and need to be replaced too often. His clothing is simple but well-suited to his work, and he wears it nicely.
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reverintherevery · 1 month
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@ravenrambles6229’s cole as an Angel and some Cole-I-Tion members.
reaper belongs to @absolutelynotsanebaby Silent, Bunny and Court belong to me. Just our collection of ghost Cole AUs <3
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celestiall0tus · 5 months
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Court of Miracles AU Collaboration
For the first time, I'm doing a collab AU with an anonymous co creator. And I'm extremely excited to announce it as it's going to be absolutely fun for me to write for all the drama, angst, cliches, the whole nine yards. It is going to be a blast. Without further ado, let me unveil our creation
World
After the creation of the universe and the eons that Velze lived, he split himself into the kwamis that roam the universe using the concepts he had learned through his life. The kwamis wandered for the first eon, figuring their place in the universe. During that eon, they took a liking to the mortal creatures that inhabited the countless worlds. Curiosity got the better of the kwamis and they mingled with the finite creatures. In time, they wanted to give and be more with the creatures as Velze once did. However, they learned from Velze’s mistakes and blessed mortals, offering a portion of themselves. The powers granted to the first would carry on until the very last when existence was gone from that world and the kwamis would move on.
During their tour around the cosmos, they came upon a world whose mortals were too ambitious for their own good. Instead of ruling justly and providing for the other mortals, they wished to rule. Enraged by the attempted coup, the kwamis merged back into Velze, who delivered swift, divine punishment. From that day forward, Velze would return to punish any that step out of line and betray the kwamis. Furthermore, it would be Velze that decided which of these blessed child would rise and become the heir to the families.
After the incident, the kwamis continued until they reached Earth. They continued their blessing, but the blessings spread too thin with many to claim the title of heir and a place in the Court of Miracles, a human-kwami-demigod ran council that rules the world in secret, ensuring humanity’s well-being. However, the Court is not without fault as those within revel in their status and the powers granted to them, allowing corruption to spread through.
Heirs
Since the first humans were blessed by the kwamis, they had attempted to keep the bloodlines contained, but throughout history, some heirs were careless and laid with the mundane mortals. This spread the bloodlines thin, leaving the newer generations with fewer and fewer powers. Attempts have been made to keep the blessings strong as they arrange partnerships and other arrangements. Namely the most powerful of the heirs with other powerful heirs.
Heirs are placed within three categories: Low, Mid, High. Lowborns are the weakest, typically having a single power. Midborns land in the middle with two to three powers and possessing characteristics of the kwamis animal. Highborns are the strongest with four to five powers, possessing their kwami’s animal characteristics, and develop additional powers based on the animal. Amongst the highborns are elite that possess a beast form, allowing them to transform into a human/animal hybrid.
Story
This tale follows Juleka as a college student. She has been shut out of her family and deemed an outcast for reasons unknown to her. While away at her dorms, she experiences a horrific nightmare and when she wakes the next morning, she has transformed into a naga creature with bizarre powers. For a brief time, she hides these powers as she explores them, until she returns home during a celebration for her twin, Luka. Juleka snaps and slips up, transforming in front of her family.
Following her transformation, she is thrust into the Court to be presented as an heir to the snake family despite her refusal. While she is within Court, she must learn to maneuver it and deal with the other heirs while finding her place again in this new world.
Cast
We present a full cast of characters, one for every kwami! The order they are listed in is their importance/seat in court. 1 being the highest/most important.
1. Reality and Imagination – Marc and Nathaniel
2. Creation and Destruction – Marinette and Felix
3. Time and Space – Jalil and Alix
4. Genesis and Destiny – Aeon and Mireille
5. Nature, Life, Beauty, Transformation, and Protection – Mylene, Juleka/Luka, Adrien, Zoe, and Socqueline
6. Body and Soul – Kim and Ondine
7. Memory and Oblivion – Nathalie and Veronique
8. Deception and Truth – Lila and Nora
9. Devotion and Betrayal – Chloe and Manon
10. Knowledge and Intuition – Max and Alya
11. Perception and Ignorance – Jessica and Chris
12. Freedom and Connection – Ali and Rose
13. Valor and Fear – Fei Wu and Nino
14. Love and Animosity – Sabrina and Aurore
15. Delight and Sorrow – Bridgette and Delmar
16. Determination and Lethargy – Ivan and Kagami
17. Drudgery and Revelry – Penny and Jagged
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gamerbearmira · 9 months
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I have a new au and i felt like dropping out here:
Court AU
the premise is that the "back wall" of each of the magic rooms + Mirabel's wardrobe are not the actual back wall, and if the corresponding Madrigal figures this out or is told, they can access a magical Court as its ruler, and from them on preside over the creatures of the Court, which vary depending on the Court. They also get magical outfits and secondary forms <3
Bruno was the first to find his Court, the Court of Time. He was looking for a new place in his room to hide from Alma before she could scold his for another negative outcome when he found a hole in the wall under the sand. He has rats and little critters made of emerald glass as his courtiers, and can turn into a large emerald rat at will.
Isabela was next to find her Court, when she was exploring her room at the age of eight. She'd discovered the false wall shortly after her ceremony, but in her room, her Court was hidden behind two other large rooms with false backs, each gallery the combined distance of all those before it, and less maintained as you go back. The Galleries were quite large, so it took Isabela a while to reach the Third Curtain. She presides over the Court of... uh... basically it's plants and everything encompassed on the existence of plants, but she's so working out a name that accurately describes it, because really it's kind of the cycle of life and death and the passing of living things that creates nutrients and the absorption of nutrients and-
-and plants and plant stuff encompasses quite a bit of stuff! She also kind of has an alliance with fungi, which technically aren't under her domain but are deeply intertwined with plants. Isabela's Court is populated by Courtiers (capital C), which are a sort of sentient animated Fae-plant that hijacks disused skeletons and skins. Isabela's alternate form is a clouded leopard Courtier. (Do not expect the other to have quite this much as Isabela is my favorite)
Dolores rules the Court of Sound, which she found by listening to the flutter of near-silent moth wings. Her Court consists mainly of large moth creatures and owl things and rabbitfolk. I have not yet decided on an alternate form for her.
Luisa found the Court of Myths, populated by fantastical creatures from fables and folktales. Most of her courtiers are from the more "classical" mythologies - that is, European legends. Cerberus, unicorns, pegasi, creatures of that ilk. Luisa's alternate form is a draft unicorn.
Camilo has his Court of Change, accessible via a mirror. His courtiers are mirrorbeasts, creatures with a transparent, malleable form. They are usually found in the shape of trickster animals, such as foxes, crows, and snakes, or mimicry masters, like the lyrebird or octopus. Camilo himself can turn into a mirrorbeast if he so wishes.
Sweet Mirabel gets the Court of Magic, also known as the Court of Butterflies, as many of her courtiers are large, magical lepidopterans, although those are not the only creatures in her Court. One of her main advisors is Casita itself. She found her Court through a secret passage in the back of her wardrobe, a la Narnia, although she can access it deliberately. Her magical shape is a large gold and blue butterfly.
Antonio finds the Court of Animals shortly after receiving his Gift, with the help of his prima Mirabel. As the name implies, his courtiers are animals. Nothing else is yet known about his Court-related magic.
Julieta, Pepa, and Alma never found their Courts.
SO COOL❓❗❓❗ no bit really do do think its a cool idea. Ngl, when I first read that I was like "Court? So Ace Attorney?" Like i for thought you was about to propose a Law AU 💀 ANYWAYYYY Yeah, I like the idea! Gotta search for em or be told about it, that's a nice touch. F in chats for Julieta, Pepa and Alma. No loyalty <\\\333 jkjk.
I like Mirabel's and Camilo's, and Luisa's. The most. BUT THEY'RE ALL GREAT...They're just so cool to me in particular. Esepcially the creatures that populate the court, like that is such a unique idea, instead of just people (though even if it was just people, I'd still be down wit it.) Overall, I really do like the idea.
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staggersz · 1 year
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You’ll change your name and change your mind.
Billy Showalter.
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doesephs · 1 month
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nobody trying to steal your jordan’s neil, your father (the jordan snatcher of baltimore) is DEAD
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puppetmaster13u · 9 months
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DP x DC Crossover where Danny gets de-aged more towards his ghost-age and got adopted.
But he didn't exactly get adopted by a batfamily member, or even any hero, or a villain.
Honestly this Talon who just found a literal toddler that surfaced in a runoff of the Lazarus Pit is rather confused. Like on one hand should they be killing it?? But the idea of killing the strange tiny talon-sibling seems so viscerally wrong???
Welcome to having the first mental breakdown of many funky golden-eyed man that Danny thinks might be more feral than he is. Oh well, at least this person isn't a fruitloop and speaks in sort-of ghost speak? And sometimes more gold-eyed people appear to help care for him? Like they obviously don't know how to do so, but they're trying their best and honestly he's pretty self-sufficient. Ish.
The Court of Owls have no fuckin' clue where a good third of their Talons have disappeared to or why they can't call them back.
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elalalune · 4 months
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His majesty doesn't seem to know what personal space means 😔
(Wonderland au)
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 5 months
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My Lawyer is going to Get Your Ass.
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Sakura gets her first lesson in Genjutsu with Saeko. Based on the idea that humans have more than 5 basic senses (though there's no real science behind how many, with some saying 21, while others say up to 33).
Saeko is not actually a Hoshigaki- though they are very very distantly related. She is actually a Ningyo (mermaid) exiled from her coven, and living as a pariah, cursed to wander the earth, barred from the seas and rivers until she can get her pearl back.
As a mermaid-siren, she is intimately aware of the power of genjutsu (especially audial) and is a vicious teacher, forcing Sakura through rigorous training to teach her young charge how to understand and control her own senses/emotions before she attempts to do so on others.
Once again, thank you so much to everyone whose shown interest in this AU, you guys are giving me LIFE <3 <3. I'm so happy other people really feel that Sakura deserved a fighting chance. Together, we'll fix her!!!
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popatochisssp · 5 months
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Hi!! If the Papyri are knights what are the Sanses? Also you should totally make an AU of this, you beautiful brain
You have no idea, none of you have any idea how absolutely insane I went about this goofy little one-off AU concept
...Some of you have an idea. And some of you maybe know me well enough to have just guessed I would go off the rails the way I have lol
Anyway, this is the first, but absolutely not the last of The Court AU:
Sans (Undertale): The court jester, in possession of a quick wit and a cutting sense of humor and with no desire to let either go to waste. He’s much beloved at court and prides himself on his ability to make even the stuffiest of courtiers chuckle with his jokes and pranks—and his jester’s privilege makes him nigh untouchable to those who somehow aren’t amused by him. It’s a good life…
Papyrus (Undertale): A proud knight of the kingdom and a member of the Royal Guard! Er…well…eventually, he will be. The Captain won’t make him a full member of the Guard until he’s proven his valor through a series of knightly quests…but she won’t tell him what the quests are, so he travels the kingdom as a knight-errant, helping those in need and solving problems that may or may not have needed solving! You’re welcome, good citizens!
Sky (Underswap Sans): A squire, or knight-in-training, attendant to the Captain of the Guard until he properly earns his own knighthood. …Frankly, he’s already capable and qualified to be a knight now, but he’s aware that the Captain has some reservations regarding his health and is hesitating to just give him the job because of it. He fully intends to prove himself to her in the line of active duty, and someday be recognized as a fully-fledged knight of the realm.
Paps (Underswap Papyrus): The court archivist, most at home amidst shelves of tomes and records and far away from the social obligations of the court itself. He tracks and preserves all kind of documents, from agricultural reports to genealogies to romantic poetry, and is on call to locate specific texts for any nobles or otherwise literate folks seeking to reference them. It gets a bit musty sometimes but he wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Jasper (Underfell Sans): A mercenary, traveling the kingdom in search of people to sell his sword to for a bit of coin—and then traveling in search of satisfying ways to spend that coin. He does occasionally venture outside the kingdom for both of these things, but he has quite a few connections to well-paying opportunities within the borders, so as much as he avoids putting down roots, he tends not to stray too far from ‘home.’
Pyre (Underfell Papyrus): A knight in the Royal Guard, touted as a black knight for the scorched and stained armor he wears—a marker of the many deadly, heroic feats he’s conquered. No quest is too dangerous, no enemy too great for him to overcome, and he bravely takes on what lesser knights fear to risk. He’s quite accomplished dealing with dragons, and wildfires, and even mages, who always seem to cast fireballs and…well, perhaps that’s the reason his armor is so blackened…
Mal (Swapfell Sans): Personal guard to the Empress herself, nominally part of the Royal Guard as well but far from the front-lines of battle as his duty to her highness’ safety comes first and foremost. He’s involved in a lot of the structuring and scheduling of patrols for the lower ranking guardsmen, and his opinion is often sought in matters of state and military, but his primary concern is accompanying the Empress wherever she goes, or standing post just outside the door. Only on rare occasions does anyone else fill his role, and that’s just the way he likes it.
Rus (Swapfell Papyrus): He’s a nobleman who used his wealth and free time to pursue a passion in painting. His passion paid off in the form of a bit of notoriety for his work and several offers of patronage from other nobility seeking portraits and frescoes and the like done in his hand. …Or as he sees it, rich people paying him to do what he loves instead of some sort of actual job. As long as he can comfortably afford his paints, he’s happy.
Slate (Horrortale Sans): He’s a stableman at the queen’s castle, looking after the horses and hunting dogs kept there. He isn’t as quick as he used to be, and his memory hasn’t been the same since his head injury, but he was graciously employed elsewhere rather than dismissed and it’s…fine. Well enough, at least. It’s dirty and often thankless work, but he is fond of the animals, and much prefers their company to anyone else.
Papy (Horrortale Papyrus): He’s a medic in service to the knights of the Royal Guard. He actually used to be among their number…sort of…but there were some changes, in his life, and his eye-sight isn’t really what it used to be anyway, and… Well! He spent some time learning from the court physician and got very interested in ways to treat illness and injury. He’s not as skilled and knowledgeable as a full-fledged healer but he’s happily on hand for minor training accidents and sicknesses or injuries in those coming back from patrols. He loves to be able to help!
Ash (Undergloom Sans): A musician who plays his trusty horn for the court during all the feasts and festivals. He’s only one player of many but enough of a talent to be selected for the job and pleased that his music should entertain the king and queen and all their noble guests. It’s not the most glorious of positions but he’s happy enough doing it and lives well for his station.
Yrus (Undergloom Papyrus): Head cook in the castle kitchens, a station he worked up to from the bottom as a lowly kitchen boy. He has a lot of experience making meals for the royal couple and for all the nobles that regularly attend court gatherings and he knows how to give the people what they want. There are several other cooks and kitchen attendants that work with him but it’s his job to make decisions and keep everything running smoothly, which keeps him busy but happily so.
Brick (Horrorfell Sans): He sticks exclusively to the royal court these days, not as a hired sword but as a wealthy and rakish duke of the kingdom. His brother gave him the title and it’d be stupid not to take advantage of the perks—though he does have to earn them. He’s less a hired sword now and more a hired axe, performing the duty of the royal executioner whenever he’s called upon to do so. No need to wear a hood, everyone knows who he is and what he does to enemies of the crown.
King (Horrorfell Papyrus): The king of the castle, in a very literal sense. Some may call him a usurper or a traitor to the crown to have seized the throne for himself without proper claim… and for those people he arranges a meeting between their necks and his brother’s blade. He seized the throne because he’s loyal to the crown and the queen he deposed was wearing it quite poorly. If he could, he would’ve stepped down by now and given way to the true queen, but the people have been through enough upheaval—so he will remain as their king, as long as is necessary.
Merc (Horrorswap Sans): A cursed king who lives an austere, lonely life in a desolate castle by the sea. He fled from his true realm in disgrace and now awaits an end to his curse or his shame—whichever comes first—in the ruins of a fallen kingdom as degraded as he is. He doesn’t expect to be found, or saved from the curse that his own choices wrought upon him, and just tries to bear his fate with the grace expected of him.
Ell (Horrorswap Papyrus): Prince-errant of his kingdom, meant to be ruling his people but instead gallivanting off across the countryside in search of his missing brother. He wants to find him and know he’s well about as much as he doesn’t want to go back and be the ruler of a kingdom, for which he was never properly trained and is wholly unprepared! Maybe in his search and his hardships, he can find the strength and maturity to do what the kingdom needs him to do…but he’s not there yet, and finding his brother is his priority.
Pitch (Horrorswapfell Sans): Every knight in the Royal Guard is hand-picked and trained by him. He held a high office among the guardsmen once, but a severe injury put him out of commission and without his sight, he was no longer fighting fit, as they say. Still, his strength and his skill didn’t abandon him and while he could be a liability on the battlefield, he’s nothing less than a powerful asset when it comes to training the knights up to his own exacting standards. Only the best make it through his gauntlet.
Nemo (Horrorswapfell Papyrus): He walks the wall of the castle at night, standing guard for any threats to the kingdom that might otherwise go unseen. He takes his duty very seriously and refuses to let any night pass without a watchman on duty, even in foul weather or nights of great feasts and festivals. His vigilance has protected the kingdom from many a threat and he feels certain that his job is of much higher importance than any frivolous pastimes he absorbed himself in before.
Sunny (Gastertale Sans): A courtier of…mysterious origin. He’s often at court, making conversation and telling colorful stories to anyone whose ear he can snatch—and he manages to snatch quite a few—but no one can manage to figure out quite where he came from or what he ought to be doing. Mostly, he entertains himself and others with various leisurely pursuits, games, hunts, dances, songs, and as such he’s a well-liked person at court…wherever he came from.
Aster (Gastertale Papyrus): Another man of mystery who appeared at court on the heels of his brother, though far less flamboyantly. He’s obviously a learned man, well-educated and well-spoken, and though he wasn’t as warmly embraced by the courtiers at large, he was eventually welcomed into the king’s confidence as a royal advisor. The backing of the king being what it is, he’s accepted and respected as probably some sort of nobleman, regardless of his unclear origin, and continues to advise the king on matters of state.
Spectr (Transcendtale Sans): A wanderer, uprooted from his life and former kingdom and left to walk the land in search of meaning. Some say his kingdom was destroyed but for a small handful of survivors. Some say he turned to dark magic and sold his soul for the chance. to take revenge on the one who desolated his home. Some say he’s ageless, bones turned to cold iron and chest empty of breath to contain the power he now holds. …They’re all right. But his quest is long over, and all that’s left to do now is wander.
PapAIrus (Transcendtale Papyrus): He’s a proud knight of the kingdom! He may not have been in the Royal Guard when he was tragically cut down before his time, but he did come back from death as a ghostly semblance of himself at the same time everyone else did—and when your Captain is no longer worried that you might get yourself killed in battle because you already did, promotions are in order! So, he now serves his phantom kingdom as a phantom knight, valiantly and eagerly, but of course, taking time every now and then to visit his (mostly) living family member, to keep him from brooding too hard.
Xanth (Ascendswap Sans): It’s…slightly unclear what he does. He’s seemed strange for a time, a bit touched, but the queen seems to hold him in high esteem and never fails to consult him (among others) before any major decisions are made. Sometimes he’ll appear in unusual places with cryptic messages, or look into peoples’ eyes and divine their intentions (should they be ill ones), and for all this, though he holds no specific title, he’s at least informally called the court mystic. There are rumors that his strangeness and that of those closest to him is because he made contact and some sort of bargain with the faefolk…but those are surely just rumors.
Piper (Ascendswap Papyrus): The royal falconer, primary trainer, keeper, and handler of all the hawks and falcons owned by the queen. It wasn’t a job he was born into, but one he sought out of the blue one day, and he earned his way by demonstrating a remarkable affinity for the birds even prior to any training. By now he’s a figure of great respect for the command he has over the flighted beasts, and he happily demonstrates it during the queen’s feasts and king’s hunts.
Carmine (Underfell Fruition Sans): He’s earned his way at court with talent, performing dazzling displays of bullets and other magic for nobles and royals alike. He’s a standout from other such entertainers in that his well of magic never seems to run dry and he can keep showing off his juggling and his light shows and his dancing bullets from sun-up to sun-down without ever tiring. He doesn’t talk much about his life before coming to court, but he’s happy now so it’s just as well.
Tank (Underfell Fruition Papyrus): He was trained from a very young age to be a soldier, a paladin meant to fight in a holy war and raised to believe his greatest purpose was to die on the battlefield and bring glory to the cause. That all…never happened. He was freed from the grip of the zealots and reunited with the brother he hadn’t seen in ages, but then left at odds for what to do now—a warrior with no war to fight. Eventually he becomes apprenticed to a carpenter in town in the hopes of learning a trade to live on, and…he’s starting to be content.
Vi (Swapfell Fruition Sans): Spymaster to the crown, head of a small network of covert informants, assassins, thieves and the rest of their ilk. It was a career he…inherited…but also one he carried out diligently, carefully, and above all, secretly. At least, until his brother married and he left to join him in his new kingdom, where he serves much the same function at court—with the added responsibility of wrangling and occasionally nominally filling in for the crown prince. All according to plan.
Hunter (Swapfell Fruition Papyrus): He was in the same family business as his brother, but when he caught the eye of a visiting monarch and won an invitation to their kingdom, to marry, well… how could he refuse? And when, after an unsuspicious amount of time, his spouse is found dead under mysterious—but not too mysterious—circumstances, and no one from the proper line of succession seems to be coming to take their place… He really has no choice but to go from the prince consort to the crown prince, for the sake of his late spouse’s people. He’s far from a proper or responsible prince, and certainly has some kind of reputation, but he’s pleased enough with how everything’s going.
Kohl (Descendtale Sans): He minds the royal dungeons. It’s not what he started out doing, but somewhere along the way he lost the humor for anything else, and it’s as good a job as any. Not too many strangers make it into the kingdom these days, but plenty have foul intentions and it is something he takes some pride in, keeping watch over those ill-meaning outsiders and making sure they stay put, where they belong. He’s not the kindest of dungeon-keepers, but quite frankly, since when was ‘kindness’ part of that job description?
Bram (Descendtale Papyrus): His brother keeps the dungeon and he keeps the grounds. While a groundskeeper isn’t anything close to what he thought he’d want to be, a lot has happened—to him personally and to the kingdom as a whole—and well, he’s providing a very valuable service with his work, humble though it may be. Anyone with skin would have a horrid time pruning back all the wicked, cursed thorns that keep trying to consume the realm, and unchecked, they could probably run wild in less than a fortnight, where would they all be if he let that happen?
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my interpretation of adoptive bee :’)
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Court of Miracles - Chapter 2 - Transformation
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            Juleka woke with a start. She blinked, but all she saw was darkness. She shifted as her body ached and felt lethargic. She reached a hand out of the covers and shuddered. She pulled it back under the blanket to avoid the freezing cold. She warmed up her hand before she braved a peek.
            Juleka looked around the dark room. She glanced out the window to see the storm was still going strong. She groaned and ducked back under the blankets. She looked towards the bathroom, considering a bath. She was alone and didn’t have to worry about bothering her dormmates. Plus, she figured the hot water would help warm her up.
            Juleka moved to stand but fell onto the floor. She cursed as she couldn’t feel her legs. She wrapped herself in the blanket and dragged herself to the bathroom. She felt for the light switch and turned on the lights. She pulled the blanket off and froze.
            Juleka glared down the black snout in front of her. She cautiously raised a hand as horror consumed her seeing it was black and covered with snake scales. She looked behind her and saw her legs had fused into a long, massive black snake tail with turquoise diamond markings. She pulled herself up and gasped at her reflection. Her clothes dangled from her in shreds that exposed the black scales and turquoise underbelly. Her hair was gone and molded into a cobra hood that framed her snake head.
            Juleka shook her head as she lowered herself to the floor. Bile churned as it rose and fell in her throat. This wasn’t real. This was still a dream. It had to be. There was no possible way she was really a snake person.
            Juleka frantically searched the bathroom for anything to shock her awake. She looked to the bathtub and turned on the boiling, scolding water. She braced herself for the scorching pain, but it felt warm and pleasant. She sighed and relaxed when she watched her hand under the water revert to normal. She pulled her hand away and put the other under the water. She gasped as it returned to normal too.
            Juleka considered and turned the water to ice cold. She hesitantly touched the water before she plunged her hand into the waterfall. Shock shook her entire body as the hand covered in black scales again. She wretched the hand out of the water and cradled it close. She took several deep breaths to ground herself.
            “Pull yourself together, Juleka. This is… this is just a bad dream. You are just… stressed. Yeah, stressed. This is nothing more than a stress dream. You just… you need something sharp. Pain will wake you up. Real pain. Not fake pain.”
            Juleka stumbled and rolled out of the bathroom. She cursed her tail before she dragged herself around the dorm. She tore apart the room before she found a pair of scissors. She fumbled with them but managed to cut her palm. She winced at the pain, but she didn’t wake up. She stared in disbelief at the cool blood that pooled in her hand. She reached out her other hand when a light flashed from it. She turned away, but when she looked back, her cut was healed.
            Juleka sat a moment longer in the destroyed room. This was real, wasn’t it? This wasn’t some crazy, stress nightmare. This was all real. Whatever it was, it was real.
            The cold snuck up on Juleka and she shuddered. She reached for several blankets and wrapped herself up. Whatever this was, she needed to warm up. That should get rid of whatever this was. She dragged herself to her tiny collection of clothes and uncovered the set of fuzzy pajama pants, socks, and sweater she had. She returned to the bathroom where she poured herself into the bathtub, pulled the shower curtain, and set the water to scolding.
            Juleka’s body coiled up as she sat under the shower. She dozed off a few times from the warmth and steam. When she woke again, her body returned to normal. Relief flooded over her as she moved to turn off the shower but paused. She grabbed a towel and began drying herself off with the shower still running. She gingerly stepped out to finish drying off. A chill ran through her, but she still felt warm. She hurried and got dressed, wrapped herself up in the blankets, then stepped out.
            Juleka shivered slightly as warmth fled her. She ran around the dorm, collected all the blankets she could find, and made herself a blanket fort. She grabbed her phone before she crawled inside. She sighed as she felt warm again. She turned her phone back on to check her messages.
            Anarka had called just that once and didn’t leave a voicemail, but that was the norm at this point. Anarka did leave Juleka a text. Juleka hesitated, then read it. She perked up reading that Anarka and Luka would be out of the house starting tomorrow after three and be gone for about a week.
            Juleka’s mind raced as she formed a plan. If she left early enough tomorrow, she could make it home just before Anarka and Luka would leave. She didn’t want to chance arriving after in case Anarka decided to lock her out. Not that Anarka had done that yet, but she didn’t put it past Anarka to shut her out like that. She wouldn’t need to worry about packing as she figured it’d be better if she wore all her clothes just for a sliver of warmth in the cold.
            Juleka figured if she got home without transforming into a snake person, she could barricade herself in her old room. She could figure out what was going on then and get a better plan to hide whatever this was. And with a week without them gave her room for error while she gathered personal information.
            Juleka nodded once satisfied with her plan. She set an early alarm to give her plenty of time to prepare for the journey home. She curled up and fell asleep.
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the perfect court
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a continuation of the Batboys Band AU from elenana.art on Instagram
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fandom-lover-extra · 9 months
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DC X DP Prompt: Talons
Okay, so you know how everyone talks about how Danny and Jason would recognize each other as members of the undead in a way?
Well, what about Talons? The Talons are basically undead assassins, so Danny would also recognize them. And maybe if you want to go with the idea that Danny is the Ghost King, the Talons might even feel more loyalty to Danny than the Court of Owls.
Or maybe it would leave them conflicted and confused. Maybe, with that confusion, it would give them a chance to fight back against the brainwashing of the Court of Owls and make their own decisions.
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