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A smile like sunshine

(ao3)

Pairing: Prinxiety (could be read as platonic or romantic)

Word count: 890

Warnings: Death of a parent, mention of a gunshot, ask for me to add others

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Dear Stranger,

It started with a letter. On snow-white paper contrasting against the black calligraphy settled on top. Written back when Roman was still in ninth grade. A feeble, 14-year-old boy with golden-red curls and a smile like sunshine. Roman, who was the biggest flirt even then. Roman, who ran with bare feet on the fading sun, he legs becoming dirty with sand. Roman, who, in a sudden wave of impulse, wrote a letter in a bottle and tossed it out to the ocean.

I hope this letter finds you in good health, whoever you may be.

It started with a pair of shoes. Black, second-hand combat boots that were really the worst thing to wear on fine sand. Owned by Virgil (who realized this and promptly threw them across the beach). Virgil, now a man- if you could call him that- of eighteen. Virgil, who hid behind shit-eating grins and spikes on his clothes. Virgil, who always seemed to have that snarky comeback that made teachers roll their eyes. Virgil, who, instead of taking hold of his shoes, ended up grabbing a glittering bottle on the shore.

Speaking of that- nice to meet you!

It continued with a red dress. One Roman saw when he was sixteen. It was in the charity shop and he the second he saw it, the dress was in his arms. The hem had rips and tears in it, its sleeves seemed stiff, the design was plain, and it was the best thing Roman had worn. It felt like reading a poem where all the words fit together. Like a puzzle fitting right into place. Like something that was just... Right. On the way out the store Roman noticed a boy about his age looking at a mural with a sense of accomplishment. "Cool painting," Roman muttered as he walked by. "Cool dress," The other boy responded in an instant. And then they departed.

I hope to talk with you someday! I guess you can find me at...

It continued with painting. Something Virgil had always been good at. As in, asked-to-paint-a-charity-shop good. He could use the money and it wasn't like he had much going on that summer, so Virgil agreed. It was a design of his own making. Something of color and something like love in it. A patchwork of constellations and greenery over the ocean. The result was stunning. "Cool painting" a voice sounded behind him. Virgil turned to see a boy in a red dress with morning dew for eyes and sunlight for a smile, "Cool dress," He barely managed to say with confidence. And then the boy left.

How are you? And WHO are you? So many questions...

And furthermore with a sirens. The type that come an go for hours as you wonder what atrocity could have happened to warrant them. They came as Roman had just begun to sleep, far past two am. Ambulances stood waiting like shattered glass at a house just near Roman's. He watched as someone was run into the ambulance, a boy his age standing frozen beside them. He didn't sleep that night.

How's life for you? I'd say mine is pretty well.

And furthermore with a gunshot. But all Virgil could hear were the screams of his father telling him not to come in. The world crumpled like paper as the EMTs brought his mother out on a stretcher. Virgil caught the eyes of a boy in a red dress across the street, staring at the scene in horror. He couldn't sleep that night.

Are you a guy? are you cute? I hope so.

It kept on with a smile. Not one like sunshine and honeybees. The smile didn't have water droplets on the edges or gold lining the edges. It was the water after a hurricane. Something like worry and something like curiosity. Roman saw it in passing, sitting on a boy from his neighborhood. The boy was moving away. He'd miss that smile.

I guess I should wrap this up soon.

It kept on with worry. Virgil wasn't happy, no. Who would be with his mother freshly dead and having to move across the country because of it? But he had to look like he was. He saw the boy from before walking the street. He didn't have a smile. Virgil had never seen the boy less than happy. He already missed the smile.

have a lovely day or night!

It ended with a sunset. By this time Roman was eighteen. He'd long forgotten about the message in a bottle he through into the lake he sat at nearing four years ago. By now he was a bit stronger, a bit smarter. He didn't walk with bare feet over the land- too many scrapes. His sunlight smile was dimming. Not quickly, though. The world still looked lovely through his morning dew eyes. And then all of the sudden his phone dinged.

Sincerely, Roman.

It ended with a full moon. A letter in a bottle in the dim light. Virgil, still eighteen, was hesitant to message this supposed Roman. a silent breeze ran over his neck like a glacier had formed. The hurricane had subsides in him, leaving unsure waters through his veins. The moon watched over, her eyes urging Virgil on. He typed in the e-mail address.

Hey! I'm Virgil,

#virgil sanders #ts virgil #roman sanders #ts roman #prinxiety #platonic prinxiety #sanders sides

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oohh-honey-honey · 4 years

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Broken Together

Ships: Prinxiety

Characters: Roman, Virgil

Warnings: Insecure thoughts, panic attack, mention of death, mention of potential injury

Work count: 591

Ao3

A.N. I wrote this?? Last year?? Don’t know, still one of my favorites

Experts say it takes a minimum of two weeks for love to form. The gay disasters say it taken ten minutes.

2:47am

Roman grumbled, slamming his head against the poor table for what must have been the hundredth time that hour. He was silently grateful for the fact that none of the sides could get physically hurt, or else he couldn’t imagine what sort of headache he would have. The creative side stared down at the crumpled paper. Each had some new idea or doodle scattered on the page. It was a broken sort of tidiness. He stared fondly at each one. keep an optimistic view, he thought, at least I’m making something.

2:48 am

Virgil watched the clock illumination the screen of his phone. He silently urged it to move forward faster. Each passing second felt like another weight pushing down the, already very prominent, eyebags on Virgil’s face. The air around him stood mockingly still, laughing at the misfortune of Virgil’s awake-ness. He glared at it. The air glared back.

2:49

Truely, Roman’s desk didn’t deserve this. And, while it was true the sides couldn’t get hurt, that rule did not hold for any other object in the mindscape. This fact was reiterated as Roman put a bit too much strength into his frustration, sending his table into a thousand splintered pieces. God, he was too tired to fix it.

2:50

It was no secret that Virgil was a fool when it came to healthy habits and common sense. For as much as he put on the halloween-loving, edgy, persona, he would definitely be the first to die in any and all horror movies- if it was his own choice or not is up to interpretation. This was proven true when he decided to investigate the loud and obviously murderer-esque sound that came from across the hallway.

2:51

Roman sighed, falling softly to the ground. Optimism seemed to decide there were much more worthy hosts, and left him.

He was no stranger to insecure thoughts. Granted, that didn’t change how bad they hurt each time. Not that they were wrong.

Maybe he wasn’t good enough. Maybe his ideas were stupid and unoriginal. Maybe he didn’t deserve to-

2:52

If there was strong anxiety or depression in the mindscape, Virgil knew. It was perhaps why he and Patton had grown so close, and maybe why Logan seemed to avoid his during distressing times. And it might have been the reason Virgil felt a punch to the gut as he passed the creative side’s room.

He went inside.

2:53

During intense stages of panic, one seems to forget things needed to survive. As Roman has begun to so brilliantly demonstrate, breathing is one of them.

Maybe it was those stupid thoughts- or it could be the anxiety that slowly bubbled inside him. Or… it might be the personification of woe and panic looming over the broken pieces of him. That was probably it.

2:54

Before entering the room Virgil knew what state Roman was in. once seeing him, it was exactly what he’d thought. Shaking violently in a ball, barely fitting the criteria for a human, much less a fully in-tact one. He bent down.

2:55

The words were muted, only showing up in shattered fragments,

“...-re you o-...”

“...-n you breathe with m-...”

“...in for f-...”

“...-hold for sev-...”

“...-out for eigh-...”

2:56

2:57

2:58

“... Thanks, Virge.”

“No problem. At least now we can be broken together.”

#prinxiety #roman sanders #ts roman #virgil sanders #ts virgil #Honestly I really like this???#I was looking through old fics and found this one.

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oohh-honey-honey · 4 years

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#*deep inhale*#AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I’m c a c k l i n g

Siren’s Song

Roman’s always had an affinity towards those sirens he was warned about. Perhaps dangerously so.

Characters: Roman, Eden (Deceit), Virgil

Ships: Roceit, Platonic Prinxiety

Warnings: Possibly unsyp!Deceit? Could be read as toxic/possessive, mention of almost drowning, one mention of Remus

Word Count: 1,195

A.N. This idea wouldn’t leave my head until I wrote it.

The oceans water lulled gently across Roman’s skin. It held quite whispers, drowned out by the sirens song that the merman next to him hummed into his ear. The stone pillars near the pair held cracks of age and war. Roman was acutely aware he shouldn’t be able to see these cracks in the pillars. He shouldn’t be able to see at all. He shouldn’t be here. But here he was, and it wasn’t half bad. Oh, Roman had been warned of sirens and sea monsters all his life, but at this moment all the warnings seemed so far away. So unimportant.

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oohh-honey-honey · 4 years

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Well, I left it open for a reason (Totally not because I was tired and didn’t have a good ending in mind haha what do you mean /j) If you imagine him drowning Roman, that’s a perfect way to think about it! But considering I didn’t clearly write what happened, I’m not confirming or denying any theories.

Siren’s Song

Roman’s always had an affinity towards those sirens he was warned about. Perhaps dangerously so.

Characters: Roman, Eden (Deceit), Virgil

Ships: Roceit, Platonic Prinxiety

Warnings: Possibly unsyp!Deceit? Could be read as toxic/possessive, mention of almost drowning, one mention of Remus

Word Count: 1,195

A.N. This idea wouldn’t leave my head until I wrote it.

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#Sorry if that doesnt make sense?#I didn't want to say anyone was WRONG because. I mean. they aren't #So yes! He did drown Roman! If you imagine it like that.#Drowning mention #ts roman #ts deceit

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oohh-honey-honey · 4 years

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@flowercrowns-n-punks

"Roman- Roman, remind me if fainting is a symptom of lovelust," Logan suddenly grabbed his friends arm as the pair stepped not even a foot into the coffee shop. Roman, who had long grown used to this, sighed with an oh-so-extra eyerolls and continued to walk, "Why don't you actually talk to him, Microsoft nerd?" "He's so pretty I'm going to faint," "Suit yourself," He abandoned Logan, rather rudely, in lieu of ordering his classic "Caramel-frapp-three-shots-vanilla-eight-shots-expresso-my-friend's-name-is-Logan-you-should-ask-in-on-a-date-no-whipped-cream" The barista smirked and turned to the frantically blushing Logan, "And for you, hun?" Logan blinked, his own eyes staring back in the reflection of the baristas- Remy's- sunglasses. Who even wears sunglasses inside? Not that Logan was complaining they were quite stunning on him, "Oh! Apologies," It seems his mechanics sprung to life, "Coffee. Black." He stood a second too long before stepping over and rejoining the giggling Roman. Logan shot him a glare, "What?" "Why don't you just give him your number?" "Because he's- Well he.. I mean," Logan was, for once in his life, unsure. Their names were called before Logan could add anything else, "Saved by the hottie," Roman jeered. Logan rolled his eyes, snapping as something clicked in his mind, "I forgot to pay!" Remy looked over, "On the house, babe," He offered that /charming/ smile that left Logan speechless, "Oh, and check the lid. It's a new design."

It was three hours until Logan had realized it was Remy's number written there.

“Hey, darlin’, Remy Insom at your service, who’s this”

“Logan”

There was silence on the over end for a moment as Logan wondered if he’s made a mistake,

“Logan.. Oh! Blushing black coffee guy, right?” Remy’s smile could almost be heard, “Hey there!”

“... I find your wit and charm and certainly your looks to be rather pleasing and I would like to ask you on a date” Logan spoke at the speed of lightning. He let out a quiet breath at the end,

“Hmm...” Remy thought, “My shift ends in four hours. That work for ya, gurl?”

“YES! yes. Yes, apologies, that is...” Logan checked his calander. He was due to finish a paper then, “.. I’ll pick you up,”

#Can you tell I have never ordered at starbucks ever #Losleep #logan sanders #sleep sanders #remy sanders #ts logan

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oohh-honey-honey · 4 years

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Could be either,

Siren’s Song

Roman’s always had an affinity towards those sirens he was warned about. Perhaps dangerously so.

Characters: Roman, Eden (Deceit), Virgil

Ships: Roceit, Platonic Prinxiety

Warnings: Possibly unsyp!Deceit? Could be read as toxic/possessive, mention of almost drowning, one mention of Remus

Word Count: 1,195

A.N. This idea wouldn’t leave my head until I wrote it.

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#I mean it's not specified is it?

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All’s well that ends well- Chapter One: In which Eden has no plans, nor ever will

Summary: “Without a ruler,” Eden had once said, “The word turns to anarchy.” What he failed to mention, is what happens if the rulers are the cause.

Ao3

The story in which everyone dies, a revolution fails, and it all turns out okay.

Ships: Eventual roceit, background moxiety

Chapter warnings: Mentions of being eaten alive, mentions of murder, general fear of the king, falling off high structures, mention of shooting someone, anger at the main character, accidental misgendering, a character is picked up without consent but he’s alright with it

Word Count: 2076

@wingedsoulmatedreamer

They all die in the end- though we cant say if it was their true demise. Not by sword fights, hungry land whales, the unfortunate number of tall structures people seem to fall off of, or the tyrant king's guards. No, all in this story are united and destroyed by one factor alone, and nothing else; The idiocy of Eden Viper Anwir. This is, of course, how Eden survives it all.

Many scholars debate exactly when people began using bovine as a somewhat more polite synonym for stupid, though it's widely agreed that it was within the years of Eden Viper Anwir's life. Before that, they might have used dense, simple minded, dull, but it was when the shepherds son fell out his window that the population really began to relate those of small minds to cattle. Ironic, considering Eden did fall into a heard of cattle. Or, perhaps, where cattle had been. A truer statement would be he fell into a herd of cattle dropping. This was not recorded, though the way a passerby cackled and shouted, "Look at that idiot! Bovine and dumb, 'e must be!" was (It was one of the most reference accounts in determining the time frame of the word). To which they received a rather rude gesture from Eden. He stood, brushing off the manure and looking cruelly up to the window (that seemed to stare just as cruelly back) at which he had just fallen out of. Eden was acutely aware he could have used the door of his house, though that small thought was diminished as he remembered his father working at his desk, who would surely have seen him leaving had he not gone out the window.

Of course next time he might want a better way to get back in. Future-Eden would likely love to shoot Past-Eden for the trouble. Although guns did not exist yet, nor did Future-Eden. (Scholars often reported the invention of guns was in the 10th century in China, although it had actually been in the lost city of Atlantis roughly ten years prior. However, it was exactly then which the city sank and thus their invention was never brought to light.)

The bar was a hole-in-the wall place in every sense of the word, to the point that the only way to enter is was to quite literally climb through a hole in where the old food cellar had once been. It still would be a cellar, had the owners not been taken and murdered by the king. No one had taken the offer to buy it, so the building was covered and ignored until Patton Arrows had found it. Soon enough, it became a safe haven for anyone in need. The homeless, the cursed, fugitives of the crown. It was a nice spot, if you knew where to look. Not many did.

All the patrons glanced over warily as Eden entered. There was always a worry of the kings guard finding the bar. There was a collective sigh as they all returned to what they had been doing. Or, should I say, all but one. A person made of fire who stormed over, lighting at their feet as they faced Eden, "You bastard!" "Lovely to see you, too, Virgil," Eden dried off his coat, hanging it on the back of an unoccupied chair. He stepped over to the counter and jumped to the other side. Grabbing a bottle and leaving a few coins, he turned back to the fuming Virgil.

"You bovine, unbearable, bastard!" Perhaps a bit more than fuming, "Where were you the past four nights? We've been worried sick!"

"I see you've found a thesaurus," Eden took a sip from the bottle, savoring the bitter taste for a moment. The person across from him placed their head into their hands. There was no time to question it before arms were picking Eden up in a hug,

"Eden! We've missed you!" Patton's joyful voice boomed from behind. The hug squeezed him tighter than seemed altogether necessary, sending him into a coughing fit,

"Binder, Patton, let go" Eden sputtered out. He was quickly dropped by Patton, who stepped back meekly,

"Oop! Sorry, kiddo! Forgot about that little thing," He still smiled just as bright, helping Eden to his feet. Patton 'tsk'ed at the bottle Eden had been holding, swiping it away from him before he could grab it again. Eden hissed and grabbed for it to no avail. Patton towered over him, anyway.

Patton poured a glass for himself and Eden and got water for Virgil, who didn't drink despite spending the better part of their days in a bar. He sat back onto a stool. Eden's eyes flickered with curiosity,

"How do you both feel about murder?"

Virgil quirked an eyebrow, "As in, would we like to commit it or die from it?" they paused, "Yes to both, why?"

"No!" Patton grabbed Virgil reflexively, "If you die, I will, too."

"If?"

"Yes."

Eden coughed to bring back their attention, "I mean to kill the king,"

The group all stopped. Virgil and Patton glanced between each other. Eden's eyebrows twitched, curious to their hesitance.

"You don't think we should? He's been less a monarch and more a tyrant over this land for--"

"Yeah, yeah, save your lecture. I agree just... Do you have a plan?" Virgil questioned,"

"Well I--"

"Any means to get into the castle?"

"Maybe I-"

"Anyone else in on this?"

"That's exactly it!" Eden spoke through clenched teeth. "I need your help! Come on, Patton?"

The bartender stepped back, "Well, I- uh... Y'know, I think it's a good idea!" He curled into himself, "But I think it's just that: an idea."

The world froze for Eden. He glanced with ice in his veins to the two in front of him,

"You're kidding." There was no answer, which only helped to raise the goosebumps on his arms, "You have to be kidding! You can't- So, what, you plan to just-" Air thawed around him as Eden huffed and grabbed his jacket. He began to storm out, "Fine! If you want to live complacent with this life, be my guest!" If there was a door he would have slammed it.

A fair was going on. Something was always going on. A fair, a festival, a parade. It was a good distraction to the public, albeit an annoyance to those not as pleased with the sounds and lights. Eden found himself biting at ravens wings, leaning passive-aggressively against a withered tree,

"Do you plan to lean passive-aggressively against that tree, or socialize like a normal person?" A sultry voice asked beside him. Eden moved the hood of his cloak just enough to see a handsome stranger just at his left. He stared with amber eyes into Eden with a strange sort of purpose. The man seemed to be looking into him, opposed to the more common way of simply looking at a person. It unnerved him,

"Oh! How could I have been so foolish?" Eden faked a gasp, "Because of course I like to busy myself with the events of a normal person,"

The stranger offered a hand to shake but not a name,

"Well then, could you at least give me something to call you?"

Eden didn't shake it, "I like to keep it for myself, actually."

They laughed, "Oh, I just might like you, sir no-name,"

"But is that feeling mutual, Mr...?"

"Mx. Roman, actually,"

Eden smiled. Now the handsome stranger had a name, he turned ever so slightly to face them, "No last name?"

"I can hardly guarantee you a first," They grinned, clapping their hands together, "Now! You finally decided to look at me,"

Eden scoffed, "Trust me, Roman, I've seen you this whole time. With a face like that, you're hard to ignore."

Romans face reddened, hidden by the orange firelight, "Oh," they chuckled a bit, "You jest, of course."

Eden sighed, "If that's how you would like to take it, then sure."

"Do you ever say something without an aura of vague-ness, lies and dolls?"

(Scholars were long confused by this, before remembering the age-old fairytale of pies and dolls, popular in the 1360's.)

"That truly depends on who you ask,"

Roman sighed, "I'll assume a no."

Without much hesitation, Roman pulled Eden from the ground into his arms bridal-style (Although, scholars might say that style of carry was made much later. Humans, however, are well aware that style of carry has long existed prior to the dates given. Hence why scholars are often wrong.) much to the man's surprise. He jumped, hanging on to Roman's neck and squirming,

"Have anywhere to be, tonight?" they never let go.

"Yes, Of course I--"

Roman saw through the lie, "Like the man who decided socializing was too good for him has many plans." They hummed, all together too happy, "So unless the king has a bounty on you, I'm taking you to Thomas'."

He couldn't argue. The only place Eden would have to go is back home, and current-Eden regretfully remembered past-Eden deciding to leave the problem of getting inside up to him. He would shoot that guy, if he could. There was no choice but to let Roman do as they pleased.

No that he particularly disliked the idea.

As it turned out, "Thomas'" Was an animal sanctuary. That "take in creatures unfit for the wild and give them a home!" the brochure said in a far to happy tone.

"Thomas and I go way back- He was a castle guard when I was just a kid, y'know." Roman explained, "But later he decided to open this sanctuary."

Eden nodded, taking in the sight of the place. It wasn't in the worst of shape by any means, although it wasn't in the best, either. Eden traced his hand over the cracks in the plaster, grimacing at the dust that settle on the tips of his fingers, "Definitely seems to follow health codes,"

Roman laughed without humor, "Yeah, well, the king doesn't seem to think this place deserves funding," They held bitterness in their voice, beginning to lead Eden through, "Doesn't stop people from doing what they can to keep this place going. Gosh, don't know where they'd go. All the animals, I mean. The wolves and land whales and dragons and all--"

"Whales?" (Although it was never acknowledged by scholars, Eden's phobia of whales existed at age seven and well into adulthood. The scholars deemed this an unimportant, and this is why you do not trust scholars.)

Roman nodded, seemingly confused at the reaction. Eden, who suddenly decided he didn't particularly fancy being around such horrid creatures as land whales, pulled back. Roman looked oddly to him, stepping towards Eden. They held up his hands, "You won't even see them, fibber on the roof." Their voice assured, "And, trust me, you're going to want to come with me."

"Because you think I fancy being fed to the whales?" Eden hissed in response. He stepped back again. Roman sighed,

"Just trust me."

Ah, yeah, trust a person he just met and was abducted by. sounds great.

A door behind them opened. Someone stepped out, lighting up seeing the pair,

"Roman!" He grinned, "And who's this?"

There was a beat of silence. Roman probably expected Eden to introduce himself.

He didn't.

"A... friend! He's a friend of mine,"

"Oh!" There was a strained sort of hesitance in the mans voice, "Are you sure he... Oh, well I mean does he support...?"

He gestured vaguely. Roman nodded,

"I'm quite sure he does! And have I ever brought an untrustworthy friend before?"

"Seven times, Roman," The man deadpanned. His smile returned, opening his door wider and beckoning them both inside the room.

It was dark. No windows, the only source or light being a fair few candles set on a table. It was small. Seven people could fit, though only five stood there now, including Eden and Roman. The table held papers covered in illegible notes and scribbles and unsightly doodles at the corners. If you took more than a look at the place, it would bring a vague feeling of fear that Eden had long ago grown accustomed to.

He briefly wondered exactly what he was doing here with a crowd of strangers. The man seemed to read his mind. He stuck out a hand for Eden to shake,

"I'm Thomas Sanders!" He grinned,

"We're planning a revolution."

#deceit sanders #ts deceit #thomas sanders #virgil sanders #ts virgil #patton sanders #ts patton #roman sanders #ts roman #roceit #moxiety

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oohh-honey-honey · 4 years

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Me, writing, crying: Please,,,, Give me more than one cis charater,,,

My writing, cackling: You can have two (2) cis characters. As a treat.

#Eden is trans Virgil is gender fluid Roman is non binary Patton is cis Logan is cis an unnamed character is trans and that is very good #Oh Thomas is cis #so thats three

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continuation of idea from the last post

T’s Masterlist of AU Ideas

Need some inspiration for your next fanfic? Here are a list of ideas I’ve compiled to help you get started! There are also a few sub-AUs I included just because :)

BY ERA…

50s AU

80s AU

Ancient Egypt AU

Cold War AU

Medieval AU

Dark/Middle Ages

Renaissance

Regency AU

Revolutionary War AU

Roaring 20s AU

Stone Age AU

Tudor AU

Victorian AU

World War I AU

World War II AU

BY GENRE…

Apocalypse AU

Dystopian AU

Fairy Tale AU

12 Dancing Princesses

Aladdin / Arabian Nights

Beauty & the Beast

Cinderella

Hansel & Gretel

Jack & the Beanstalk

Peter Pan

Rapunzel

Rumplestiltskin

Sleeping Beauty

Snow Queen

Snow White

The Frog Prince

The Little Mermaid

The Prince/Princess & the Pauper

The Princess & the Pea

Thumbelina

High Fantasy AU

Horror AU

Mafia AU

Military AU

Musical AU

Mystery AU

Noir AU

Pirate AU

Sci-Fi AU

Shakespeare AU

Superhero AU

Supernatural/Paranormal AU

Time Travel AU

Urban Fantasy AU

Utopian AU

Wild West AU

BY COUPLE…

Airplane Passengers AU

Aristocrat/Commoner AU

Arranged Marriage AU

Artist/Muse AU

Author/Publisher AU

Body Swap AU

Childhood Sweethearts AU

Chosen One & Sidekick AU

Complete Opposites AU

Doctor/Patient AU

Hades & Persephone AU

Handcuffed Together AU

Lab Partners AU

Neighbors AU

Pen Pals AU

Personality Switch AU

Rockstar/Groupie AU

Roommates AU

Royalty/Servant AU

Soldier/Nurse AU

Soulmates AU

Teacher/Student AU

Tourist/Native AU

BY MOVIE / BOOK / SHOW / GAME / PLAY / BALLET…

Battle Royale AU

Breakfast Club AU

Chronicles of Narnia AU

Dirty Dancing AU

Giselle AU

Hogwarts AU

Inception AU

Jumanji AU

Les Miserables AU

La La Land AU

Middle Earth AU

Nutcracker AU

Pacific Rim AU

Phantom of the Opera AU

Star Trek AU

Star Wars AU

Swan Lake AU

Swiss Family Robinson AU

Terminator AU

Wonderland AU

BY CHARACTER TYPE…

Android AU

Archaeologist AU

Assassin AU

Astronaut AU

Celebrity AU

Cosplayer AU

Criminal AU

Dancer AU

Demon Slayer AU

Detective AU

Double Agent AU

Explorer AU

Fallen Angel AU

Fighter Pilot AU

Guardian Angel AU

Hacker AU

Musician AU

Nerd/Geek AU

Olympic Athlete AU

Photographer AU

Private Eye AU

Punk AU

Race Car Driver AU

Revolutionary AU

Royalty AU

Street Performer AU

Tsundere AU

Tutor AU

Viking AU

Yandere AU

BY MYTHOLOGY / LEGENDS / FABLES…

Atlantis AU

Egyptian Gods AU

El Dorado AU

Fountain of Youth AU

Greek Gods AU

King Arthur AU

Norse Gods AU

Robin Hood AU

BY SUPERNATURAL / PARANORMAL ENTITY…

Angel AU

Banshee AU

Demigod AU

Demon AU

Genie AU

Ghost AU

Mermaid AU

Siren AU

Werewolf AU

Vampire AU

Zombie AU

BY HOLIDAY…

Christmas AU

Fourth of July AU

Halloween AU

Hanukkah AU

New Years AU

Spring Break AU

Thanksgiving AU

MISCELLANEOUS…

Backpacking Across Europe AU

Battle of the Bands AU

Bookshop AU

Carnival AU

Circus AU

Coffeeshop AU

College AU

“We got paired up for a group project but none of us know what we’re doing”

Conspiracy AU

Dragons AU

Heist AU

High School AU

Summer School

Immortal AU

Kidnapped AU

Prison AU

Reincarnation AU

Road Trip AU

Seven Deadly Sins AU

Summer Camp AU

Time Travel AU

FOR HUMOR…

“Marry me because my green card expired” AU

“Why does by neighbor have to be an aspiring opera singer?” AU

“I’m a server and you’re a frequent customer and you flirt with me but YOU NEVER TIP ME, WHAT THE HELL MAN?” AU

“I never break the law but I was asked to be part of a massive heist and damn, I really need to pay off my student debt…” AU

“I lied and said I could speak a different language to impress my crush but now he wants me to tutor him so I need to become fluent in Mandarin in 3 days HELP” AU

“We are fictional characters that know we are fictional characters and so we decided to have a little fun and mess with the author by not following any of the tropes they’re writing” AU

[Updated 8/21/17]

#Gimme an Au and shup pleaseee #Oh!! Right so I already have a Noir Au #Fictional chara AU #Seven Deadly Sins AU #Noir AU #Siren AU #Mythical Creature AU #Lopsided Angel AU #But like. Any work. please

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oohh-honey-honey · 4 years

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Give me a ship and AU?

AU List A-Z

Made a list of all the AU’s I could think of. Used to help me when I have no ideas, decided it could help others and I should post it. It took a few weeks to fill it out this extensively and I have no more interest in adding to it, so please don’t bother suggesting anything （；￣д￣）

Accidental Marriage AU

Actor AU

Alien AU

Amnesia AU

Android AU

Angel/Demon AU

Animal AU

Apocalypse AU

Arranged Marriage AU

Artist AU

Art Student AU

Assassin AU

Athlete AU

Author AU

Avian (Bird People) AU

Babysitter AU

Bakery AU

Ballet AU

Band AU

Bartender/Bar AU

Beach AU

Blind AU

Blind Date AU

Bodyguard AU

Book Store AU

Bounty Hunter AU

Brothel AU

Caterer AU

Camp Counselor AU

Camping AU

Carnival AU

Castaway AU

Celebrity AU

CEO/Boss AU

Chef AU

Child AU

Choir AU

Circus AU

Clothing Shop AU

Club AU

Coffee Shop AU

College AU

Conductor AU

Choreographer AU

Coworker AU

Criminal AU

Cult AU

Cyborg AU

Dancer AU

Dead/Death AU

Deaf AU

Demigod AU

Demon Hunter AU

Detective AU

Dimension Hoping AU

DJ AU

Doctor AU

Domestic AU

Dragon AU

Drama Class AU

Enemies AU

Ex AU

Fairy AU

Fake Dating/Engagement/Marriage AU

Fashion/Fashion Designer AU

Fire Fighter AU

Forbidden Love AU

Fugitive AU

Gang AU

Gardener/Gardening AU

Ghost AU

Hairstylist AU

Haunted House AU

Hero/Villain AU

High School AU

High School Reunion AU

Historical AU

Horror AU

Hospital AU

Hunger Games AU

Immortal AU

Judge AU

Jury Duty AU

Kidnapper/Kidnapped AU

Lawyer AU

Library AU

Lifeguard AU

Mafia AU

Maid AU

Magician AU

Magic AU

Marriage AU

Mechanic AU

Medieval AU

Mermaid AU

Military AU

Model AU

Modern AU

Monster/Monster Hunter/Monster Tamer AU

Murder Mystery AU

Musical AU

Musician AU

Neighbor AU

Ninja AU

Nurse AU

Office AU

Officer (Police) AU

O/B/A AU

Parallel Universe AU

Parametric AU

Paranormal Investigator AU

Parent AU

Pen Pal AU

Pet Store AU

Photographer AU

Pirate AU

Podcast AU

Porn Star AU

Prisoner AU

Prank War AU

Prostitute AU

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Reality TV Show AU

Reporter AU

Restaurant AU

Resurrection AU

Road Trip AU

Roll Reversal AU

Room Mate AU

Rival AU

Royalty AU

Scientist AU

Serial Killer AU

Servant AU

Sick AU

Social Media AU

Soulmate AU

Space AU

Spy AU

Stalker AU

Stranger AU

Street Racing AU

Stripper AU

Student AU

Survival AU

Tattoo Shop AU

Teacher AU

Theater AU

Thief AU

Time Travel AU

Undead AU

Undercover Cop AU

Vacation AU

Vampire/Vampire Hunter AU

Veterinarian AU

Waiter AU

War AU

Wedding Planner AU

Werewolf AU

Wild West AU

Witch AU

Wizard AU

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Yandere AU

Youtuber AU

Zookeeper AU

Zombie AU

#I cant write the two fic ideas I have now so h e l p

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