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dustbar · 25 days
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Oh Nightmare is here too... its really nice to see you all!
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oooo welcome back !! we've been expectin u man
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auroramoon-draws16 · 4 months
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The Crossover Bar AU: the Beginning
“What… what the fuck?”
Desmond didn’t know what was gonna happen after the Temple (after sacrificing himself), but waking up in a bar, a 1920’s style speakeasy, was not what he was expecting.
It looks new, it smelled new, the scent of fresh wood and fabrics, stocked up alcohol and syrups, it was nice- really nice. He didn’t know what to make of it, but his body moved anyway. Stepping behind the counter he found so many bottles, glasses, there was modern bartending tools and shakers, also new. It felt like someone placed everything here, just for him. Like this was all just for him.
“So, do you like it?”
Holy shit- oh wow it’s been a while since anyone could sneak up on him. Desmond reflexively held his hand to the speaker’s throat, hidden blade at the ready.
“Wha- I- who are you?” He sputtered, eyes wide at the girl, no really, it was a girl. At least- he thinks, his mind couldn’t comprehend any detail about her. Like everything about her was glitching beyond recognition. She was short, and that’s all Desmond could tell about her.
“Don’t worry about that,” she grinned(?), nudging his hand away from her throat, and weirdly enough, he let her. “Answer my question, do you like it?” She repeated, not rudely per say, just… eager. Like a little kid showing her mom her drawing.
Blinking, Desmond lowered his hand, and took another look around.
There were wooden tables and chairs everywhere, nicely made from what he could tell, set up in a circle around a stage across from the entrance. The curtains a bright, vivid blood red, and there were lights up on the ceiling to brighten it up. From his place at the bar he could see a balcony, a second floor, but besides the railing and the edge of a pool table, he couldn’t see much else. On the walls were empty picture frames, waiting for something to occupy them- well, most of them- the one by the entrance had a portrait of Desmond with a golden frame.
It felt…
“It’s… home,” he blurted, “it feels like home.”
The girl(?) made a happy noise, bouncing up and down excitedly, “I knew it! I knew you’d like it!” She squealed, a warped and echoing sound, “oh I can’t wait! There’s gonna be so many more, they’re gonna like it too! You’ll see!” Before Desmond could respond, he felt arms wrap around his middle, “I’m gonna go get them, stay right here! Oh they’re gonna love you! You won’t be lonely, I promise!” And then she was gone. Just- he blinked and she was gone.
“Don’t mind her, the Apprentice is just excited,” someone explained, sounding both amused and fond. “This is her first project.”
Desmond looked to the other end of the bar, finding a man(?) sitting with an empty glass. He couldn’t see his features either, but that’s because he was engulfed in a bright light from head to toe. He felt familiar- distant- like looking into a funhouse mirror, him just not really… he even sounded sort of like-
“Hey, don’t do that,” he interrupted Desmond’s thoughts, holding up his empty glass, “you’ll get a headache. Now then, you’re a bartender, aren’t you? Mind pouring me something?”
Shaking out of his stupor, Desmond reached for the shelf, “right, uh, what’d you want…?” He asked, head still buzzing.
“You can call me the Reader,” the Reader told him, a smile in his faint voice, “that Whiskey will do.” He pointed at the bottle Desmond’s hand was hovering over.
After pouring him a glass, Desmond twitched, “uh, what do you mean- about her- the Apprentice- this project- what-?”
The Reader chuckled, “You’re not the first, you won’t be the last,” he muttered, more to himself than to Desmond, “she’s a good friend, she wanted to try something new, something different than what I usually do- or what They usually do- so I’m letting her try it out. This place is gonna be a catch all, a hub for any Soul needing somewhere to go, a place where they can Crossover the threshold without- well, y’know. Of course since you’ll be the Host, you have the final say over everything, this domain is all yours.”
“What? Who- I don’t understand, what the fuck does all of that mean?” Desmond spluttered. The Reader just laughed again. Asshole.
“You’ll get it soon enough,” he took a swig of whiskey and pointed to the door, “look, your first Guest is here.”
“Seriously? I’m not gonna fall for that,” and he was gone in a blink too, nothing but an empty glass to even hint someone else was here, “goddammit.”
Desmond didn’t know what to make of all this, who the Reader or the Apprentice were, what they were doing, what they even are in the first place, but he knew people were coming, Guests, the Reader said, and that he’s the Host. So that’s what he’s gotta do then, if the bar was made for him, and that’s what he’s here for, he might as well… right? What else was he supposed to do? He’s supposed to be dead, but he’s here as the Host.
Taking the glass and grabbing a cleaning rag from under the counter, he cleans it. Looking up at the doors, before hearing them swing open and watching someone stumble onto the floor with shouts of shock and thuds of limbs scrambling to catch onto the smooth floor.
“Hey, welcome to the- wait- Clay!”
“Seventeen!?”
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dreemurr-skelememer · 8 months
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thanks for making me a vessel of whining and salt for fandom things guys
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tacagen · 5 months
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wait. did i really not make an appreciation post for the Thought Process going on on these pages??
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kingdomoftyto · 7 months
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Rotating Simon Petrikov in my mind again...........
Right now I can only envision the F&C series ending in one of two ways for him:
Simon is persuaded to permanently move to Fionna's magic-free world--a chance to live the peaceful, scholarly life he was denied by the war and the Crown. We see that he can't relate to the humans in Ooo because they're so far removed from what humans were like back in his time that they might as well be aliens, but this alternate world would be just like he remembered his old life to be, and thus more comfortable for him to settle down in. Even if it meant leaving Marceline and the others behind in Ooo, I could see this being a real possibility if Betty somehow finds a way to go with him. It would require moving on irrevocably from one part of his life, but they'd get their simple, mundane--yet happy--ending.
Simon is forced to reconcile with the fact that reuniting with Betty is either impossible or not worth some terrible price. Maybe he realizes he's not willing to cut himself off from his Marceline and the little ragtag family they've built, even for a life with Betty. Or maybe accepting the mundane life for himself would also doom Fionna and Cake to a life of misery and broken dreams, and he can't bring himself to betray his new friends for such a selfish reward. Either way the result is that he returns to Ooo, to basically the same situation he was in at the start of the season, but finally free from all the regret and guilt and grief that was stopping him from moving forward and finally embracing the second chance that Betty gave him back in "Come Along with Me".
I honestly don't know which I think is more likely at this point OR necessarily which one I would prefer, because they both have pros and cons. I maybe lean toward the second one because I tend to hate "the magic is gone, and that's good!"-type endings, but depending on the buildup I could still see it working. Ultimately it'll depend on wherever Fionna and Cake themselves end up, and I have NO idea where that's going lmao
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liracondo · 2 months
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@uppertwo caught her hunting ...
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He was odd; Even with the purest of Devils Blood running through her. The way his smile didn't quite greet her as pleasant. [ In fact, it gave the humanity side of Jane the chills. He's creepy. ] The Demon part of Jane refused to back down in front of another unholy creature, so all she does is close her eyes at his entrance for a moment before looking at her recent hunt now freshly killed & dead at her feet & souless. ❝ This doesn't concern you. I'd recommend going off to do your own thing instead of lingering. ❞
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serendertothesquad · 2 months
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I see Tim McKeon has not lost the diversity touch with Tiny Time Travel, and honestly, good for him.
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anechomirrored · 6 months
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Prompt:    "Do you know a way out of here?"
Fandom: Undertale, horrortale mutiverse au, Pet Rocks and Cereal Bars au.
Rating T
Warning: possessiveness, kidnapping, mildly unhinged horrorswap sans.
Chip was beside himself with excitement.
A human!
A real live human had come to the forest.
His brother would be so excited.
Would he?
Chip frowned. For a moment he had the distinct feeling that statment about his brother was untrue. But how could it be?
Whisper had never met a human either! One had never fallen in their Underground.
A whimper brought him back from his muddy thoughts.
He carefully adjusted his grip on the human. They had fainted pretty quickly after Chip had checked them. His checks had become rather overwhelming since he coming to the surface, or so he had been told. Their head lulled against his chest and Chip felt his soul swell. It was just like in those human comics and storybooks.
After a brisk jog he had reached the lodge, company in tow.
A few minutes later he was settling the human down in the cool shed.
They were so sweet all passed out and bundled in the various blankets and sweaters that various brothers had knitted crocheted and woven over the last few months...
"Don't worry human, the magnificent Chip will make sure you want for nothing!" Chip declared turning his back to fuss over the puzzle on the cage door. It only made sense to reset it with company over.
As he set the the last mechanism and turn toward the shed door the sound of his human rousing brought his attention back to the makeshift bed.
His human...he liked the sound of that.
"Oh! You are awake!" He smiled wide.
His human blinked in confusion, taking in their surroundings. They pulled one of the sweaters closer as their eyes settled on him.
He was such a good host.
"H-hello there..." their voice was shakey.
"Hello, human! Welcome to the cool shed!" He declared.
Fear was not what he expected to see on his human's face.
Why would they be afraid?
He watched them stammer, his teeth pulling down at the corners.
"O-oh, I... thank you. Do you... know how I got here?" They asked smiling.
Oh, they were confused. That was alright.
"I brought you here!" Chip beamed.
The human's smile widened in that tightened way his brother's smile widened sometimes.
"Oh, thank you..." they tugged at their beanie, looking around the shed once more. "I can't stay too long though... Do you know a way out of here?" They were making that nervous face again.
Chip took a step forward arms out in a welcoming fashion.
"Of course, but you can't leave just yet!" Why were they shrinking down?
Were they cold?
"Do not fret, human, just you wait, I have so many puzzels for you to try! I know we will be the best of friends!"
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rudjedet · 1 year
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if i do say so myself it's still funny that in my future ancient egypt short where egypt spans the entire world, the sea peoples are the dutch, the english, the french and the spanish.
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trunkards · 4 months
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Trunkards #631. Nothing, nowhere, all at once.
© 2024 Rick Hutchins
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vangold · 5 months
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Meanwhile Between the Lines - Chapter 2
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Sou second part of this lovely little mess. Of course they meant to head to the Bar by "lets go somewhere else" :D
And of course the Bar is in its usual bubbly state of ketchup-talk, wholesomeness and angry Irish noises (which is the best language there is, lets face it XD) Also if anyone wonders, this happened a bit before Jack got invited back in by the Fell-Table and was still on the Blacklist ;)
Between us that final page was one of my favorite moments so far. Flirty French noises, grumpy Texan and Jazzy in the background going all out irish rage mode. Guess you already noticed that on me on that point but I am an absolute sucker for colourful accents and dialects <33
And thus Jazzy and Scary Terry have joined the party.....kinda accidentally but here we go XD
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auroramoon-draws16 · 2 months
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Circling back to my Crossover Bar AU
Because I’m just like that
I rewatched the Underverse series and other undertale au comic dubs, and I can’t help but think about how the bar is an outlier of the multiverse and that would definitely catch the attention of multiversal beings, right?
Just- any being, anywhere, who know and can travel between universes just randomly stumbles upon this weird ass bar. While yes that’s mainly god-level beings, sorcerers, and eldritch creatures, there are certain tech savvy mortals who can do it too. Cough cough, spider-people, cough.
They’re so confused, but intrigued. Come on in, we got alcohol and bad ideas! And Game night; We’re playing Cards Against Humanity!!
Idk, I think that’s fun.
As for more lore shit for my AU:
It’s semi-sentient, and responds only to the Host, the bartender, the one and only: Desmond Miles.
The Crossover Bar is his domain, you can’t do shit without his express permission, bitches can’t even die!
Yeah, that one happened by mistake, how was Desmond supposed to know one of the kids were gonna yoink a lightsaber from a visiting jedi? Shit happens, man. That’s why there’s a no stealing rule in the first place. But thankfully, Desmond figured out he can just say “uh, no, stop that” and literally bonk a bitch back to life.
Lmao
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vanilla-waffles · 1 year
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2 Years 276 Days! Incorrect quote featuring the three from @the-multiverse-bar
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snowie130 · 2 years
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It took me a reread (and finally noticing the dedication in "The Sword of Summer") to connect the facts:
- Magnus Chase is a bi disaster
- his love interest is named Alex
- Rick Riordan "borrowed" name Magnus from Cassandra Clare
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moider-time · 2 years
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It's the first chapter of my fanfic! Please check it out, leave a comment and tell me what you think.
I hope it's enjoyable. I'll try and update once a week but I'm entering exam season so that may be hard.
Thank you all for your support in helping me make this. It was so nice of y'all and I hope you enjoy it!
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zenpai-lemonpie · 12 days
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Here's ink in bar maid lingerie!
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