#time void au

[subconhollow]

Just a lil drawing I made during my break at work (〃ﾉωﾉ)

#art #ahit #digital art #artwork #drawing #my art 2023 #ahit art #ahit fanart #subcon forest #snatcher #snatcher art #snatcher fanart #snatcher au #prince snatcher #snatcher ahit #ahit snatcher #ahit au #the snatcher #the snatcher fanart #time void au

[proxycrit]

Part 1 / Part 2

Emmet remembers when he and Ingo first brought Elesa to explore Celestial Tower, back when they were fourteen and thought they were immortal.

“Allegedly, the bell chime will bring ghosts home”, ingo had told emmet with the pompous knowing energy of a child who read way too much brochures. “It’s culturally significant! We must ring it.”

“Hmmm,” emmet had responded suspiciously. “Brother. The bell is at the top of the tower.” The implication stands: Ingo, there are thirty flights of stairs between here and the top, and no elevator to speak of.

Don’t be a coward, Litwick had told Emmet with the blaise tone of somebody who’s going to be piggy backing off of somebody else. Go ring the bell. Tynamo, sensing a litten fight, floated towards a loitering blitzle.

Ingo turns his lilipup eyes on Elesa, who’s squinting at the carved stone faces of the front door.

“Elesa? What do you think?”

Elesa thinks. She shrugs. “We already made our way here,” she said in accented galarian. “Might as well make it the rest of the way. Ganbatte!”

Emmet sighs. “This is a mistake,” he tells the two in exhaustive patience, but lets himself be dragged into the building.

Last time the twins were here, Ingo caught litwick— but not before she managed to nab a good chunk of Emmet’s soul. It’s not terrible; he felt fatigued for a week and bounced back pretty quickly, but it was the principle of the whole situation— celestial tower’s a pain in the ass and Emmet will stand by that until the day he dies.

Like right now.

The map isn’t working. Emmet checked it once. He’s checked it twice. He’s taken out his pen and written on it, which he would usually never do but desperate times call for desperate measures. The compass he brought spins useless circles. It’s like chargestone cave up here, but worse because instead if electric pokemon it’s all ghosts.

“We’re lost, yyup yup!” He announced to the crew. “I vote we eat Ingo first.”

“I love you too,” Ingo told Emmet placidly. “But we all know between the two of us, you’re the tastier one.” Litwick gives Emmet a thumbs up. Emmet gasps in mock affront.

“Elesa, help!”

Elesa gives the two of them a wary look. It took two floors for her to realize this is not just a weird temple with strange rocks, but a full out graveyard. She’s not very happy about that development.

“Don’t drag me into this,” she tells them. “Teme wa urusaii.”

“I will take that as a compliment,” Ingo reports back.

Emmet, who’s cheerfully struggles with Galarian on a good day, simply gives her a thumbs up.

The three painstakingly crawl their way up. And up. If all else fails, Emmet told himself, at least they can orient themselves towards high ground.

“We’re like pidoves,” Ingo gasps. He has fallen behind them on the stairs, with Emmet taking the lead through sheer spite despite his legs going numb on floor twenty two. “We, hah, we are attracted by the magnet of the bell, like, like probopass-“

“I am emmet! You are not making, sense!” Emmet called back. Elesa, who’s stuck between them and looking two steps from perpetual collapse, giggles.

“No, no hear me out, Ingo wheezes. “What if the bell’s a magnetic pole? And that’s why your compass doesn’t wo, woo, hahh, work.”

Emmet stops to rest, just because Ingo is using precious breathing air to infodump. Elesa gratefully slumps against the railing. Tynamo and litwick, lazy in their still small size, have settled on a weary blitzle and look very smug doing so. (Emmet is not jealous, he tells himself. Emmet is also lying.)

“The bell’s important,” Ingo had repeated.

“Okay,” Elesa responds. “If it’s important to you, then it’s important to us.”

And Emmet finds that he agrees with Elesa. Partially because they crawled up twenty fucking three flights of stairs, but also because Ingo thinks this is important, so it is.

And here’s the thing—

— emmet doesn’t remember much after that.

The rest of that trip was a blur of exhausted groaning and burning legs, and by the time the trio managed to breach floor thirty, people’s brains have all but dribbled out their ears. Emmet remembers being disgustingly sweaty. He remembers blitzle almost tripping to death and litwick’s swearing. He remembers tynamo sticking to his neck like a damp towel. He remembers Ingo’s excited sneasel smile, and the way the sunset bounced off of Elesa’s hair.

He remembers the brassy ring of the Celestial bell. It sounded like victory.

But it was Elesa’s cackle turned scream as Ingo swiped cold hands down her neck that sounded like home.

—-

So when the conductor at thirty one, lost and disoriented in the Impossible Place, heard the sound of a familiar bell, ringing over and over and over-

-the sound of laughter-

-EMMET! Elesa cried-

-like a homing pidove, the conductor, thinks nonsensically as something in him perks up.

(Emmet had always liked winning, more than anything else, and the sound of victory calls him home.)

—

Elesa catches lightning in a bottle. Elesa, arms outstretched, finds purchase in her brother, and does not let go.

Emmet is so, so cold, Elesa thinks as the wind steals air from her lungs. (That’s okay. She’s already breathless from a terrible business called hope.)

Emmet stares back. His hands flap against Elesa’s jacket. Elesa desperately drinks in his wan face and too wide eyes and his frost bitten lips. In a tiny, meek voice, almost lost to the wind, he asks:

“Are you real?”

Elesa lets out an ugly sob. Her tears whip away in the wind as they fall. Emmet’s frightened countenance turns immediately to alarm. His shaky grasp becomes a solid grip as they spin through the air, cushioned by chandelure’s psychic.

“I think so??” Elesa warbles. She sees Emmet’s eyes dart to her mouth. He’s reading mirroring her, she realizes with giddy delight— it’s such an Emmet thing to do, to read lips, and-

“I am Emmet,” Emmet breathes. His eyes have started to water. “Yyou are Elesa- Oh dragons, Elesa!?“

Elesa reaches. Hesitates.

Emmet grabs elesa by the lapels and crushes her tight against him. Elesa holds on, and the grief and relief in her accumulates into a wet sopping mess. She’s ruining his jacket, she mourns, but its okay because he’s dripping all over hers.

She can’t hear what he’s saying into her shoulder, can’t read what he says, but everything’s okay because every part of her is chiming

You came back

You’re here

I’m not alone anymore.

Around them, the air distorts as Chandelure’s psychic wavers, flutters, and solidifies. Gravity reverses its call as they settle gently on the ground, dust billowing in all directions.

The ghost pokemon drops next to them, shaking so hard the musical clang of glass makes Elesa flinch.

You fucks, Chandelure gasps. DON’T GO LEAPING OFF BUILDINGS, I AM NOT YOUR EMERGENCY PARACHUTE.

“I’m sorry,” Elesa gasps, still giddy from the adrenaline.

AND YOU! Chandelure howls, whirling on Emmet, who’s still staring at the ghost with huge eyes. He’s gripping on to solid ground with the energy of a man who realized he could have been a splat on the ground.

YOU LEFT!

Emmet winces.

You- You left us, you left me-

Ah, ah no, Elesa thinks as golden globules of light shed from Chandelure. This is what a ghost looks like crying.

Emmet holds out his arms. Chandelure drifts into his embrace, and shakes, and shakes, and shakes.

You left me, the ghost pokemon whispers. How dare you. How could you.

“I didn’t mean to,” Emmet whispers. “I’m sorry.”

Stop doing this to me, Chandelure demands. Golden brine joins human tears, like drops of sun trapped in wet glass. Stop going where I can not follow.

And Emmet holds his tongue, because he knows he can not promise staying. Not while Ingo and Eelektross are still in Hisui.

(In the back of Emmet’s hurt and shattered mind is a spark. Synapses connect. The cold breach of the Distortion does nothing to drown out the sudden flare of hope in Emmet’s chest, so great he can not breathe, so strong he can not feel, because there’s a path. A difficult, painful path through the Space that Can Not Be, but a path all the same.)

“Elesa, Chandelure-“ Emmet’s voice breaks. He wants to tell them about Eelektross. He wants to tell them about the terrible past that is Hisui. He wants to explain how the last five months were filled with horror and wonder and fear and hope.

Hope, he thinks. So he says this:

“I know how to get Ingo home.”

NOTES:

AAAAAND THAT’S ALL FOR THIS DRABBLE. ITS OUT NOW. I CAN FINALLY GO BACK TO POSTING HAPPY SHENANIGANS! (Now you know the shape of their story.)

Thanks for reading this monster of a post!

#salvaging the ship of theseus #submas au #submas #ONCE AGAIN. MAKING THIS EVERYBODYS PROBLEM #hey look i did a funny little callback #remember the celestial tower as a Fun Time? #im about to make it BITTERSWEET. #emmet #elesa #chandelure #ingo #critterbitter screams into the void #critdraws #anyways uHh pls just know stsot is made from my worldbuilding notes #i dont know the shape of its ending yet and things are bound to change (which is why its on this acc instead of critterbitter! #feel free to postulate in the comments tho! i have other drabbles but drawing and writing hard) #((mostly? ingo taking care of the sneaslets. getting harassed by lady sneasler. confusing the local wildlife.)) #submas angst #with hopeful end? #submas fanfiction #fanfic #Spotify

[puppyeared]

personal character design headcanons + brainrot

Note: the re-bound!au does NOT belong to me, it belongs to @chipper-smol I’m just not normal about it lol

#I SAY PERSONAL BC ITS MY OWN SPIN ON IT. NOT CHIPPERS CANON UNLESS THEY DECIDE TO OR NOT YOU HEAR ME /LH #I made a banner and everything this time. PLWEASE send them your questions not me JAJFHDSF #I thought it would be cool if macaque has two separate forms as a shadow and inside a mindscape. like I wanted his shadow form to reflect #him in his prime and then the mindscape form as what he looked like when he died. or a more vulnerable state at least #based on LBD appearing to MK as the ivory lady when she died in the S3 special. I don’t know exactly what it was but my first thought seein #the white void was she was appearing to MK in his mindscape to talk to him. so I built on that #I wanted to give him a more ‘Smokey’ look as a shadow just based on how he manipulates them in the show like in shadow play. I hope this #makes it look cool and immaterial. and then his mindscape form would be more battered up and tangible #the last couple images are chippers ideas though since they said the monkeys are drawn to MK when macaque is possessing him lol #and the fact that macaque doesn’t have any senses unless he’s possessing someone + literally sniffing out wukong in the scroll 🤨📸 #I also have a vivid image of macaque moving from the mindscape to physical form like umm. kind of like when he passes the boundary between #physical and spirit/mind(?) it’s like the shadow covers him like ink. or pulling Saran Wrap over your face and it clings to your skin #so it kind of makes the shadow seem like a sort of shell or covering.. and I love the idea of MK meeting macaque in the mindscape for the #first time too. like the moment mac rescues him from LBD and MK sees him all battered and tired looking brooooooo #I’m not even sure if that would count as a mindscape but it rattles around in my brain like loose marbles #god I fucking love this au. gives me imagination fuel swear to god #my art #doodles #lmk #Lego Monkie kid #Monkie kid #lmk au #re-bound!au #rebound au #lmk sun wukong #lmk swk #lmk macaque #lmk six eared macaque #lmk mk #lmk xiaotian

[didderd]

murder time trio shenanigans my beloved

(original video)

#(ty skelekins for th idea lmao) #i lov themb ur honor #looket these silly lil guys fuckin around #axe is behind th camera #had trouble wif th angle of dust's face #so void dust it is lmao #there were like two other screenshots i was gonna draw #but mby later #murder time trio #killer sans #dust sans #horror sans #undertale #undertale au #shit post #didderd art #successfully edited out th hair behind his head #it looked weird. 't was fuking with me lmao

[betweenblackberrybranches]

RLGL AU

Game night<3

#fnaf sun #fnaf moon #sundrop #moondrop #dca #daycare attendant x y/n #sun x moon #dcamv #my art #rlgl au #dusting off y/n because i crave some poly domestic fluff #cuties #but also lets see if i can actually post it this time or if it will vanish into the void without a trace not even an error message

[sugarpasteltmnt]

thinking about Him again

#sigh #thinking about my Other Scrunckly #he's gunna have to wait tho #only one 100k fic at a time #non neon void related #he doesn't really have a tag yet sooooo #dino tello au #pastel prattling #i commissioned Anixolt on twitter btw #she was a delight #check out her work if you haven't yet

[pillowspace]

Idk if ur still doing the y/n verse thing, but i think nightmare y/n and cryptid sightings y/n would be really good friends!

@opudont-donut @naffeclipse the "are you sure you want that one?" duo

I also used @o-cinnamonstickz 's art of Cryptid Sightings Y/N as a reference

#pillowspace art #nightmare au #nightmare y/n #cryptid sightings #cryptid sightings y/n #dca y/n #dca au #dca fandom #do i... tag it... sure #into the ynverse #first time in awhile ive been able to properly draw on my phone. cob bless #back to the void aka cryptid 3ds i go #artfave

[g1ngerbeer]

long time no ghost au

#id in alt text #my art #dw #doctor who #tenth doctor #cw eyestrain #dr who ghost au #dumping a bunch of nearly identical images into the water and RUNNING #please bear with me. occasionally ill just get emo. and then i have to draw ghost ten floating in the void all alone. Again. #happens to the best of us im sure #me whenever i have free time: damn. must be so isolating to be a ghost only one person can see. come here 🤗

[theneonflower]

[family au] lost and found 

#promare #family au #galo thymos #lio fotia #galolio #oc; thyma #neon's art #im not tagging all of burning rescue sorry #alright time to disappear into the comms void again byeeee

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Lmao Frank would absolutely keep a list of everything they tried to do to fix this situation. He has his work cut out for him with poor wally as well. Does he know what happened to Sally?

Frank does know what happened to Sally! ofc he caught his first glimpse of her when he sorta woke up, then after he Actually woke up, Wally made sure to sit him down and be like "she will kill you if you go near her <3"

still, Frank didn't really believe Wally. so Wally showed him proof:

and Frank quickly changed his tune.

and honestly, it's more like Wally has his work cut out for him with Frank lmao. cause by the time Frank fully wakes, Wally's pretty much given up. and rightfully so, there's... not really anything he can do except protect his sleeping friends.

so Frank's initial attempts to make a plan kinda went like:

Wally is very earnest about saying "that's nice". it is nice. it's refreshing to have someone around that still believes something can be done, however futile that hope is. Frank will catch on eventually.

#these two are very fun to explore in this au because its kind of a role reversal? in a way? #bc after literal decades of being alone in the dark #wally is jaded. hes learned things. hes unlocked a variety of emotions. hes adapted. hes had an all around bad time. hes Different Now. #and frank? frank (at least in the above scribbles) hasnt dealt with that #comparatively hes bright eyed and bushy tailed!! #so hes like drawing up plans and brainstorming #and meanwhile wally is just lounging off to the side with a book hes read about a thousand times #frank: I HAVE A NEW PLAN! #wally: *pats his head* good job neighbor <3 #wally: *goes back to staring into the void* #wh lights out au #scribble salad #welcome home au #within the year tho frank goes from We Can Fix This! to actively talking to a stick with eddie's hat hung on it #and i mean. there is really Nothing they can do. its out of their hands #but perhaps its in someone elses door.... #also thank you for the opportunity to Talk about this au! ive been marinating it in the braintisserie a Lot!

[subconhollow]

I like to think that Adult Hat Kid helps Snatcher from being lost in the time void. Not sure how it would get to this point, but I thought it was a neat idea ( *ﾉωﾉ)

#art #ahit #digital art #artwork #drawing #my art 2023 #ahit art #ahit fanart #subcon forest #ahit hat kid #hat kid #adult hat kid #ahit au #a hat in time au #a hat in time #au #time void au #digital aritst

[therantingsage]

When the big wolf thing you befriended who for some reason treats you as an equal is so nice to you that you immediately start dreaming about letting yourself be emotionally and physically vulnerable around him AND kissing him under the moonlight maybe: uh oh

#Murder Drones #Finders Keepers AU #md Uzi #Uzi Doorman #md N #Nuzi #Biscuitbites #Doodles #Ignore me I'm being EXTREMELY CRINGE #She's got human thoughts about big monsters alright #We've all been there maybe idk I'm ace #It's a whole thing this happens way down the line #And then nothing comes of it for a REALLY long time because she's got internal conflicts #And identity crises to sort out #And she's convinced he sees her as...lesser deep down #When the fic gets there it's gonna be expanded upon #For now take this #*vanishes into the void hiding my face in my hands*

[hatterladz]

Some fanart I did for @sugarpasteltmnt and their fic Neon Void

Spoilers for Chapter 21 and warning for bright colors

I was caught between drawing three different scenes [the portal/rift in the sky and everything floating into it or Leo making a blue portal] which I may draw anyway... We shall see

I absolutely love this fic, currently one of the favs <3 you can read it here

[Some art rambles from me]

Ik Leo wasn't actively crying [or p sure he wasn't] but I wanted to emphasize he's having a breakdown, I also had fun with this one since 1. New brush! I think I'll have to change it a bit and 2. While I love using colors I don't often go with ones as bright but I decided it was suiting since the title is Neon Void <3

I've been waiting for the Neon Void is actually Leo to his fam reveal for so, so long, I'm absolutely ecstatic to find out how the family responds! So ofc I ended up landing on this one to draw

#my hart #rottmnt #fanart #leonardo hamato #rottmnt leo #rottmnt au #neon void #bright colors #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #I also haven't drawn something “edgy” in a long long time so that was another layer of fun #I tried to draw Leo as accurate to his kraangification I could while making sure it looked like Leo #Two versions one without text and one with #the neon void fanart

[jackobbit]

Made this a few days ago! Mudskipper Moon :]c

So both Sun and Moon can crawl around on and off land, which I think is neat! Can’t wait to draw more of The Feesh next week!! (Stiiiiillll contemplating making a Mer Bloodmoon, or maybe a Mer Eclipse, unsure, but if I do it would be outside of the event)

[ID: A Magma drawing of a Mermaid AU Moon, Moons design is based off of a Mudskipper fish, the design is placed against a grey background. The upper half of Moons body is humanoid while the lower half looks identical to that of a Mudskipper, his body is colored in various shades of blue-grey. Moon holds himself upward with one hand, his fingers pressing into the ground. His other hand is help up, fingers hanging loosely. Moon wears a hat similar to that of a night cap. He is covered in vibrant blue spots. Doodles left by other people surround the image. /End ID]

#fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf dca #Fnaf moon #fnaf moondrop #dca au #fnaf au #dca fandom #Mer Au #my art #hello from the void! #by the time this posts I should be almost back home #I’m so very excited to get back to drawing #anyways #a mudskipper for your troubles #Mer moon

[distant--shadow]

have another one caus it's @overnighttosunflowers birthday and i'm gonna be off for a couple of weeks in the widerness for my own too

(ko-fi//inprnt)

#imodna #imogen temult #laudna #critical role #bells hells #wlw #i think i go out of my way to post at the 'wrong' time #i think antlereed said put laudna in a sleevelss turtleneck to the void once and i was like yeah you're so right #browz au

[emry-stars-art]

Thoughts on prince Riko’s “perfect court” before anyone escaped Evermore ( @thefoxesraven pls remind me if it was you with the branding vs tagging idea on that insta live)

@snazzy-jas-z-is-a-fan-of came up with SO MUCH of the possible politics and family ties of this au, it was incredible to watch and I think I finally understand enough to post about it 😂 there’s a balance of power between the two branches of Evermore royalty, which balance is shifting slowly to the Moriyamas and by the end of the story belongs solely to them with Ichirou as king. I’ll try to explain it in a different post if there’s interest

(And lest we go a day without Abram angst: he does in fact get his brand and more, when he’s taken back to Evermore and Riko takes the chance to reclaim his property ‘like he should have done to begin with’.)

#CRIES I WROTE THIS WHOLE POST TAGS AND ALL AND LOST IT TO THE VOID #hhhhhh anyway. new designs who this #I think I’ve drawn riko maybe like. twice. and i wanted to give Jean curly hair #which 👀👀👀👀 sir #AND he gets to grow it out?? #oh but it hurts to think about why Kevin and Jean #who both are closer and spend more time with riko than Nathaniel #would want to keep their hair short while at evermore #in this the ‘long haired men’ au #TOO MANY ANGSTY THOUGHTS TONIGHT #but thank you so much jas for your thoughts and incredible world building #AND I could go on MORE about the unnecessary measure of Riko branding Jean #it was just to be cruel and mock him and cause him pain #AND I COULD GO ON ALSO ABOUT ABRAM AND BRANDING #but I WONT because I learned there’s a TAG LIMIT #so if you want to know. you know where to find me #dms are open etc #im also on discord and insta #30 tags smh #fan art #my art #aftg #all for the game #royal au #neil josten #kevin day #riko moriyama #jean moreau #perfect court