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lennjamin-o7 · 1 month
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Death Shall Come on Swift Wings to Him Who Disturbs the Peace of the King
Chapter 10
Technoblade was just a normal student-wait, scratch that. Technoblade was a fantastic student. But being a fantastic student doesn't protect you from the end of the world. Somehow, the Dead God has returned. And he has returned angry. He is committed to the death of the entire human race. Until he stops. And he demands the entire world bring him one person. One person, and then the reign of terror ends. But by the wing, why does that one person have to be Technoblade? or; Philza is an awakened God that wants revenge, until he realizes his murdered bestie was reincarnated. Now he just wants his best friend back. Technoblade wants to not be murdered by an all powerful god with attachment issues.
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hrokkall · 10 months
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What's gabriel in this au?
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Some loser, probably.
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eluminium · 1 month
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Skizz week day 2 lets GOO!!!!
I apologize for the lack of polish on these. I have seemingly caught a cold and am also in the middle of important schoolwork. But hey, it's better than nothing!
Anyway, this is kind of a sneak peek into an AU I've been working on. It doesn't have a name yet, but it sure exists! I hope I can post about it more when I have more things to work with!
Once again, thank you to @skizzlemanweek for todays prompt!
Prompt 2: Hybrid/AU
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Impulse has lost his mind.
That's the only logical conclusion to this situation. To him sitting here on his dead best friend's bed while talking to said best friend who's apparently ascended to godhood? But he doesn't know what kind of God he is yet somehow? He also may have given Impulse some knowledge about the divine that Impulse is 75% sure he isn't supposed to know, even as his best god friend's semi-accidental oracle and/or priest. Probably. Maybe.
It's been a rough couple of hours, to say the least.
"Impulse! You're not listening to me!" A voice, Skizz's voice, echoes through his head. Impulses hands fly to his ears as he groans in pain. "Control your volume, dude! You're gonna blow out my ears!" He hisses.
"Oh...! Sorry...!" Skizz whisper-yells in response, although not without a mischievous giggle. Oh gods above, Impulse was gonna have to deal with SKIZZ. TALKING IN HIS BRAIN. UNINTERUPRABLY. FOR THE FORSEEABLE FUTURE. He shakes his head to try and get rid of that awful realization and quickly moves to change the subject before Skizz catches on.
"Alright, so. You became a God, but you don't know what of. So you appeared back here and found me. And you want me to help you figure out what you are the God of. Did I get that right?" He summarizes, looking at the faint blue outline of his best friend sitting on the same bed they spent years having pillow fights on in their youth-
Skizz sticks out his hand and does a so-and-so motion. "Well, yeah...But since I picked you as my oracle, as in my special important mortal representative guy, you're also gonna have to start my cult and get people to worship me!" He exclaims, clearly excited at the prospects. 
"Wow, we really got a Mr. Humble Guy over here," Impulse deadpans.
"HEY! You know I'm not in it for the fame, man! Even though I am really handsome and my godly muscles are huge!" Skizz huffs in mock offense. Impulse rolls his eyes in response.
But instead of another sarcastic quip, the barely visible parts of Skizz's face soften into something dangerously genuine. "I mean it, dude. Think about it. Think about how cool this is gonna be. Think about how deadly we are as a duo now that we have divine power behind us. Think about how many people we can help!"
"But we don't even know what you're the God of!" Impulse snaps with a glare. "How are we supposed to get people to join in on this when we can't gurantee anything?! And don't say 'We'll make something up', you KNOW I'm a TERRIBLE liar! I can't lead a whole freaking cult by myself! I need yo-"
His throat closes up. He can't say that. Because that would mean Skizz couldn't help him, that his best friend was...not with him in some way. That he was alone in this, for now. No, no it's too raw. He breaks eye contact as his eyes snap towards a corner of the room. He draws in a shaky breath and blinks rapidly. 
"Dipple Dop..." Skizz's tone is...sad. He reaches out towards Impulse before remembering that he can't really...touch him. Nor can he touch anything mortal, really. He needs belief for that, followers who believe in him. 
A sigh leaves him as he retracts his hand. "I know this is a lot for you. To be honest, it's a lot for me too. You're scared, and I'm scared. And you're probably thinking something like: 'This is a total disaster, we're so screwed'-"
Huh, that was...exactly what Impulse was thinking. To the word. Weird.
"-but man, dude, my homieh buddeah-"
Impulse can't help but snort at that one. The man is a god now, and yet he's still just Skizz.
"We got all the time in the world to do this. We don't have to rush this. We'll make a plan. We'll do our research! The big fancy library we used to study at had a bunch of books about the gods and stuff, remember? Maybe we can find the step-by-step guide to finding your godly trait and a "How to Cult for Dummies"! Gee, wouldn't that be convinient!"
They're both giggling now. Why? They don't fully know. Probably the absurdity of sneaking into a royal library to read the most suspicious books of all time is getting to them. But, somehow, there's a glow of warmth in Impulse's chest. A feeling he's been missing ever since Skizz unwillingly left the mortal realm for the divine.
Hope.
As the giggling dies down, a timid smile settles on Impulse's face. Gods, how does Skizz do it? How does he make Impulse believe in some new goal that fast? Well, he supposes he can blame it on magical god powers now. Hell yeah.
He takes a deep breath in, jumps off the bed, and stands up. "Alright, I'm in. What's the worst that could happen?" He says with attempted confidence. Despite Skizz certainly detecting his lingering anxiety, he jumps up (or well, floats) up in the air beside him with a barely seeable hand pumped up in the air.
"Allllright!!! Imp and Skizz are reunited and back on the case! I love it!" He cheers.
Impulse wastes no time in heading to their shared kitchen and grabbing a snack for the road. The library isn't far (perks of living in the capital) but hey, emotional rollercoasters tend to leave ya a bit tired. A snack for the road never hurt anybody!
Skizz unexpectedly chuckles. "Except that one time you decided to shove jello in your backpack," he points out.
Impulse freezes.
"...Are there more things in my head than just your voice?" He questions while slowly turning around to face Skizz. Skizz, in response, raises an eyebrow.
"Of course! I know everything going on in there! That's what happens between a God and their oracle!" He says like it's common knowledge.
"So you know all my deep dark secrets now?"
"Well, kinda!"
"Does the "kinda" include how much I missed you?"
"Awww yeah!!! I know you love me soooo muuuchhh now!"
"God damn it- I hate you. You SUCK." 
At Impulse's overly sulky tone, Skizz giggles like the sacred bastard he is. And once again, something cozy and soft glows and grows in Impulse's chest. It feels...good. Happy. Like it's right as it should be. And looking at the faded form of his best friend, he knows Skizz feels it growing too.
Maybe, even with all the responsibility and having Skizzleman but now with divine powers in his head 24/7, this won't be so bad. 
Maybe this could become something great.
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amphiptere-art · 6 months
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You know what would be funnier than sending Night in? If Infero and Vescor came back, but with the emotional support clown (Puppy) this time.
I suppose puppy is a good mediator to have. Although monty is still going to be defensive while sun is submissive. Monty probably straight off telling infero that they don't want infero to trade their slave for peace or whatever.
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moraent-keys · 5 months
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Turtle doodle dump
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lupuslikethewolf · 16 days
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icemav!rwrb chapter 2 summary: an illogical number of cowboy hats, misunderstandings about the word magnum, and iceman's legs
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bridgyrose · 1 year
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Ruby starts to call Cinder her "Sin-a-min stick" and Cinder gets annoyed with her girlfriend.
“I love you sin-a-min stick.” 
Cinder paused for a moment as she tried to process what she had just heard. “What did you call me?” 
Ruby grinned a bit. “I called you my sin-a-min stick.” 
“Is that because of the sweet heat you feel every time we kiss?” Cinder asked as she kissed Ruby. “The lingering spice that you know you love?” 
“That might be part of it, but mostly because I feel like I’m sinning every minute I’m around you. Get it? Sin-a-min, sin a minute?” 
Cinder’s smirk dropped to disbelief as she watched Ruby put up a big grin and make finger guns at her. She pinched the bridge of her nose and let out a heavy sigh. “Just like your sister, arent you?” 
“She thought it was good and Weiss laughed at it when I ran it by her.” Ruby leaned into Cinder. “Besides, maybe it’ll stick.” 
Cinder rolled her eyes and pushed Ruby off the couch. “No.” 
“Ow!” Ruby rubbed her back and giggled. “Okay, I deserve that. But I can totally come up with worse pet names for you.” 
“I’m going to regret this, but try me.” 
“Firestarter. Ashes. My loving campfire-” 
“Okay okay, you win.” Cinder sighed and moved over on the couch to give Ruby some room. “Sin-a-min stick can stay. Still terrible.” 
Ruby got up and sat down next to Cinder. “Okay, then you give me a terrible pet name.” 
“You know I dont do those.” 
“There’s a first time for everything.” 
“And I’d still rather not.” Cinder sighed and pulled Ruby close to her, mechanical fingers resting against her girlfriend’s thigh. “Besides, you know our relationship isnt exactly like that.” 
“I know, but that doesnt mean you cant have fun with it.” 
“I call you my girlfriend, isnt that enough?” 
Ruby sighed. “Alright, if that’s enough, then I’ll accept it.” 
Cinder nodded and tried to relax, her fingers clicking as she moved them down Ruby’s leg. “I do see you as more than a friend, and while I’ve managed to talk myself into allowing myself to call you my girlfriend, we both know that title is only for show.” 
Ruby nodded and turned around to look at Cinder, a soft smile on her lips. “Then I’ll accept what we have and what you’re willing to call me.” 
Cinder nodded, then winced as her prosthetic started to tighten up, her fingers growing stiff and no longer moving. She quickly moved herself and used her other hand to loosen the prosthetic and take it off. “Stupid arm…” 
Ruby’s smile slowly faded. “Giving issue again? Didnt we just have Doctor Polendina look at it?” 
“Yeah.” Cinder finally unlatched the arm from her and sighed as she made her way to the table. “But you know how our missions go and the strain aura puts on this. Even the best made prosthetics cant handle the abuse we give them.” 
“Then… maybe its time you retire.” 
Cinder paused in her step and slowly looked over at Ruby. “Retire?” 
Ruby nodded and sat up. “You’re always going off on dangerous missions for Ironwood and Ozpin, and this is the fifth time we’ve needed to get your arm looked at and… maybe… its time for my sin-a-min stick-” 
“No, I’m not going to retire. I know I’m disabled, but I can still do the job.” 
“And what happens if you lose another limb out there?” 
Cinder sat down at the table and started to take her prosthetic apart. “Then… that’s a bridge we cross when we get there.” 
“But Cinder-” 
“We both know the dangers of being huntresses. Its what we signed up for.” 
“And I refuse to lose you like I lost my mom!” 
Cinder tensed up a bit and slowly looked over towards Ruby, who was trying to hold back a few tears. “Ruby…” 
“Do you realize how much you worried me when you lost your arm in the first place? Yang lost hers while trying to keep a village safe, but she at least had the rest of us to back her up. But you… you went off on your own for Ironwood and I didnt hear back from you until you were in the hospital getting patched up. And you still dont talk about what happened out there.” 
“Because it doesnt concern you right now.” Cinder sighed and looked back at her arm, her other hand shaking as she tried to unscrew one of the panels to the arm. In the back of her mind, she could hear Tyrian taunting her about Ruby as she tried to keep herself steady. “I’m… not ready to talk about it yet. But when I am-” 
“Its been five years, Cin. When will you be ready?” 
“Maybe when all of this is over.” 
Ruby frowned and then sat down again. “You know I worry about you.” 
“I know.” Cinder pulled the panel off her arm and started to look over the wires to make sure nothing was frayed. “Things are… complicated and the last thing I need is for you to get involved with this.” 
“Are you ever going to tell me what you’re involved with?” 
“You know what sounds good right now?” Cinder quickly started to patch her arm back up and re-attach it to her. “Pizza. I’ll go pick some up. You’re still a fan of that weird anchovy one, right?” 
“You’re changing the subject.” 
Cinder grabbed her coat and put it on. “Pizza first, then I’ll tell you everything. Deal?” 
Ruby nodded. “Fine.” 
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Griffin Rock is only getting info on a bit of the drama and the Island team is just absolutely prepared for the Autobots' newest loredrops like it's a biweekly new episode of a soap on cable
Like. In Bumblebee's complaining he avoids trying to mention the blatant Megop at all but Dani just ~knows~ by her and Blades (... and eventually Kade and Heatwave as Kade gets back into his shipping phase and Heatwave's secretly relieved at figuring out what's happening outside Griffin Rock) taking notes. These notes aren't nearly as meticulous and well organized as Fowler's files, are taken on the sly on pieces of scrap paper and this one cracked datapad, and are mostly assumptions based on little bits of information. It'd be interesting to see how much they guessed right and how much they guessed gloriously wrong but omg what an idea that was
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unnamed-idi0t · 2 months
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Gonna focus on aus now for tsams :3
Rn the Hades brainrot is in control but when I inevitably start liking the silly animatronics more I'll focus on my aus for them
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skhardwarevers1 · 4 months
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we are BACK with chem class doodles!
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majorasnightmare · 8 months
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Cool Dice, Online :3
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I AM TRYING TO TOUCH GRASS I PROMMY. its so hard when you have so many opinions on so many things and you are SO correct about them 😔 /joking
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I AM ONCE AGAIN BACK ON MY ZELDA BULLSHIT. its a special interest thats on a yearly rotation tbh and its almost always about its villains. like im sorry but these bitches be charismatic. i finished totk and every ganondorf scene i was LOSING it. im replaying skyward sword and nobody does it like ghirahim im a ghirahim truther he did EVERYTHING right hes SUCH a drama queen. you can tell im in deep because im too busy doing character analysis to make OCs like theres just too much to work with here ill be busy forever
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lennjamin-o7 · 11 days
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Death Shall Come on Swift Wings to Him Who Disturbs the Peace of the King
Chapter 11
Technoblade was just a normal student-wait, scratch that. Technoblade was a fantastic student. But being a fantastic student doesn't protect you from the end of the world. Somehow, the Dead God has returned. And he has returned angry. He is committed to the death of the entire human race. Until he stops. And he demands the entire world bring him one person. One person, and then the reign of terror ends. But by the wing, why does that one person have to be Technoblade? or; Philza is an awakened God that wants revenge, until he realizes his murdered bestie was reincarnated. Now he just wants his best friend back. Technoblade wants to not be murdered by an all powerful god with attachment issues.
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brick-a-doodle-do · 1 year
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Ayyooooooo Brick~beloved😁
Its a new year!
And with it, have to start with a bang!
So!
Vamp au, how does interactions look between the vampires as bats and Tommy? I have the mental image like a mother bat with a baby, that Tommy sleeps hanging upside down with sbi or mayne flying around with them? Also whatever sounds they make or instinct can also play a role, some bats just look like puppies with wings🥺
And for angst👀 you said they can go feral after not drinking enough blood, how does Tommy react? Maybe it happens while he s friendly with Wilbur and he lashes out🤔🤔 can't imagine him being friendly after, and Wilbur s gonna have to try and convince him he won't hurt him 😢
Also love the new hush chapter! Poor Tommy😭 i don't think his relationship with Wilbur s gonna be ok after that, that Wilbur s also gonna have to try and fix it😅
AYYYAA HELLO!! happy new year again! of course, what better way than vampire au? :D
awhhhhh i haven't given any thought to this but the mother bat thing is so cute— :( /pos
tommy definitely gets free rides from them (usually wilbur or phil) and tommy has 100% tried to sleep upside down and has overestimated his ability to land (he says that, he'll never admit that he forgot he doesn't have wings DSFDJS)
yes that puppy thing is adorable, i never really noticed that until i started looking up different kind of bat breeds,,
i can say that nose pets are a definite yes, especially when wilbur visits tommy to keep him company :D he kinda just crams himself in there and settles there for a few hours
tommy ALSO invests in more fruits. he already had a pretty steady diet of them before, but he'd always tried to even it out. but now after he sees wilbur eating them so much (especially ones he hasn't tried yet) he kinda caves and just abandons the other food groups lmao
angst!! >:] i feel like wilbur would be the one to forget to have blood strictly because of how often he uses the bat form, so what you're offering is closest to canon probably (i gotta point out that i love using "probably" and "i imagine" for my OWN work that i can easily confirm or deny something and make that that,,,, like its hilarious to me DHSFJSA) and wilbur would always have the back-of-mind "don't hurt him" thing, but still that can sometimes be overpowered by some more...intrusive thoughts and cause him to maybe accidentally stuff tommy in his mouth and get deadly close to...chomp, or draw his nails a little too close to tommy's skin, or even murmur concerning things under his breath that makes tommy just know to stay away from him. and i kinda want to treat the lashing out thing like being drunk, he has a bare understanding of what happened but he doesn't know the specifics and is just clueless when tommy won't talk to him or even look at him,,,,
aahhh thank you! i really think that chapter could've been drawn out and gone in a different direction and I DEFINITELY don't trust myself to ever write at night again but i'm glad you like it! :]
and yep their relationship is pretty much shattered DFSJD
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wanderingaldecaldo · 2 years
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Six Sentence Sunday
Haven't done one of these in a minute and yesterday gave me inspiration to work on my corpo Val fic, and nothing inspires me to work more than someone telling me I can't do something or shouldn't or that I'm wrong, so have a bit from early on in the story, the first time Mitch visits the penthouse. Also it's eight sentences. Sorry not sorry.
Their footsteps echo through the looming lobby, empty of life aside one member of security at a desk dressed in a black suit with silver accents and a silver faceplate that reflects the ceiling lights into bouncing pinpricks as their head rotates to track them through the foyer.
“Good evening, Miss Vermilion,” the guard says in a deep voice tinged with respect.
“Good evening, Matt. Please give Mr. Anderson access to my penthouse for two months.” She turns to Mitch, adding, “I think that should be enough time.”
The agent turns his silver-plated face toward Mitch and he shivers as the scan starts, the usual Nomad nerves at interactions with authority, but he tamps down the feelings and glances away, looks around the lobby to the lines and angles, the red neon that emphasizes the harshness of the structure. The shapes and colors are wrong, too sharp, too bright. He doesn't belong here.
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lunarblazes · 2 years
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Hi Luna, excuse me if this is a repeat ask, because I think tunglr may have eaten my first: but i am out here thinking about hostile stars, because it lives in my brain rent free, and i am curious about any info youre willing to share about the other gods in hs!
IT DIDN’T GET EATEN I SAW IT JUST BEFORE I WENT TO SLEEP WHEN YOU SENT IT AND I COMPLETELY WENT HEAD EMPTY AND FORGOT. SO SORRY ABOUT THAT,
ahem! ANYWAY yes there are a lot of other gods in this au! none of them are related to mcyt except scar and grian of course, but i love them all the same. here’s a list of each god in aeor’s pantheon and their host empire (excepting exor, he’s not in the pantheon for obvious reasons lol, and grian, who is also not in the pantheon for slightly less obvious reasons):
[unnamed]: invention, caves, and electricity (grimlands)
matral: life, growth, and resilience (mezalea)
[unnamed]: memory (pixandria)
anthea: mystery, flowers, the wilderness (the overgrown)
nari: shrub and katherine probably share a patron, i think their patron is a dual-sided entity— katherine gets the mystery, shrub gets the wilderness (undergrove)
aeor: light, clouds, snow, purity (rivendell)
exor: darkness, ash, lava, corruption (mythlands, lost empire)
naia: the ocean, rainwater, thunderstorms, swamps (codlands, ocean empire)
ametri: magic, crystals, knowledge, learning (crystal cliffs)
grian: rainbows, embers, flame (gilded helianthia)
i have a lot more planned to talk about the gods and their fights in the sequel i’m planning, but i can tell you now that aeor’s pantheon is not all the gods there are. for instance, grian and scar are not included in his pantheon, and neither is exor, a very prominent god. i wanted to do something with aeor that was skirting the line of like how embodying perfection and expecting others to do the same is stifling and eventually leads to a sort of tyranny. aeor is basically one of those toxic parents who wants you to get all a’s on a report card forever and if you ever slip there are consequences. exor is not a dark conquerer god, really, he’s honestly more chill than aeor and focuses on the renewal of volcanic areas and the cycle of life. he’s the closest thing to a sort of death god they have. his cult are the ones who started the riders of exor, which caused huge damages to the world, but that wasn’t really his fault. they did that on their own. the pantheon is basically a way aeor uses to flex his influence over exor; a sort of cool kid’s club of all the most powerful or useful gods deemed by aeor. the grimlands deity, in particular, does not like being a part of the pantheon.
and yes, anthea and nari are the same goddess! two names for the same person, just to clear that up, and a quick disclaimer that two people sharing a patron doesn’t give them any intrinsic relationship. sausage and joey share a patron and just kind of… hang out sometimes, jimmy and lizzie share a patron and decide they’re siblings now, and katherine and shrub are, well, nature wives! so yeah. that’s some stuff about the gods!
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moraent-keys · 9 months
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It has come to my attention that I don’t always need to post completed works
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