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j-nipper-95 · 4 months
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Six Sentence Sunday
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Yes, 2023 is drawing to a close. Yes, I have been lurking for (I think) months at this point. Yes, I have been writing. Thank you so much to everyone who has been tagging me in recent weeks/months, I'm so sorry I haven't been interacting as much with you all as I have in the past. In the last few months I just haven't had the social battery to do much more than just lurk in comments sections, and sometimes not even that (autistic burnout is not fun, can confirm, 0/10, do not recommend).
But I'm back, and here's hoping 2024 is a good year, and one that's productive where writing is concerned! 2023 was a pretty good year for me; I published my first fic (which was also the first bit of writing I've properly published anywhere!), and I sent off my first query for ASR! To a proper literary agent! Like ... WHAT?! I still can't believe it!
As for the end of this year, let's get one last hurrah in for the year of 2023 with the final WIPsday of the year. Chapter 11 of Trails is coming, it just needs to be edited. Here's an unedited snippet of the chaos you have to look forward to.
“When I tell you to, run like fuck,” Fiona tells us, clicking the hammer back on her revolver.  “How many more rounds have you got?” Penny asks. “Enough to take down half the idiots aboard this ship.” Fiona takes up a position on one side of the hatch, her finger on the trigger guard. As she moves I hear the tell tale clink of a box of rounds, and see the outline of it in her trouser pocket for the first time. “Fiona,” I caution. “Maybe we should try to do this quietly.” “No chance of that, boyo. I’m killing as many of these fuckers as I can before we go overboard.” “Fiona,” I try again, but she isn’t listening. “The lifeboat is on the right side,” Penny whispers to us, eyeing Fiona out of the corner of her eye. We’ll lower you into it, Baz, then follow.” I guess I don’t have much of a say in this, as Snow is literally the only reason I’m still standing right now. I nod, and Penny creeps up the stairs behind Fiona, who does so about as well as a bull in a china shop. She storms out onto the deck and I’m actually surprised by how long it takes for bullets to start flying. There’s a solid fifteen seconds or so, which allows Bunce to make it up the stairs and gesture for us to follow, before an alarm is raised and Fiona does what she does best: cause chaos.
This hiatus with Trails wasn't planned, but work and general holiday madness got in the way of the tentative schedule my beta's and I had. New Year, fresh start, once more into the fray, as they say. I hope you can join us for this fics future shenanigans.
Tagging for the new year: @artsyunderstudy @aristocratic-otter @bazzybelle @blackberrysummerblog @bookish-bogwitch @cattocavo @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @cosmicalart @cutestkilla @dragoneggos @erzbethluna @ebbpettier @fatalfangirl @frjsti @henreyettah @hushed-chorus @ic3-que3n @ileadacharmedlife @ivelovedhimthroughworse @krisrix @larkral @letraspal @martsonmars @nightimedreamersworld @orange-peony @prettylightsbigcity @palimpsessed @phoxphyre @raenestee @shrekgogurt @skeedelvee @stardustasincocaine @subparselkie @that-disabled-princess @theearlgreymage @wellbelesbian @you-remind-me-of-the-babe 
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chuuyayanya · 2 months
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Bungou stray dogs x The Road to El Dorado AU
Old idea I had, never really fleshed it out tho
I might doodle some more things for it later!
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julili · 3 months
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me and my friend rewatched the road to el dorado, so uh
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vicbutnotactually · 8 months
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@lucatea and I came up with our own little Caseynardo AU >:]
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The Old Men!
Basically, Leo and Casey get stuck in an alternate dimension where time moves a lot faster. By the time they are found, it’s been thirty years for them.
The world they’re in is very dangerous, almost apocalyptic and these old men are EXHAUSTED, but they have each other.
The teasing is relentless between them. While Casey comes up with the cheesiest and most ridiculous nicknames for Leo, Casey is almost exclusively referred to as Jones.
Casey had the most pathetic attempt at growing facial hair and Leo HATES it (but secretly loves his scruffy goofy look,) there have been many arguments about the facial hair but Casey refuses to shave it.
A little scene by @lucatea :
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Trasncript:
L: Shave it, Jones
C: Hamato.
L: Casey
C: yes, my darling husband?
L: SHAVE THE DAMN BEARD
Some random notes for this au (mostly by Luca) :
- They probably get there through some portal mishap, and once the boys and April find them, Mikey is the first to catch on with Raph being the last, purely because I think it’s funny for Raph to be completely clueless when it comes to the fact that they are married.
- Leo has a prosthetic leg, and Casey doodled all over it and drew his initials on the bottom.
- Casey has graffitied every surface in their house, most with “CJ was here” and eventually “L + C.” Eventually it changed from “CJ was here” to “CJH was here.” It’s become a sort of game, where Casey tries to find more and more unique places to hide his name.
- They hyphenated their last names
- Casey calls Leo ‘Mr Jones’ to tease him
- They are always saving each other’s butts and tease each other every time it happens (look at the quotes)
Some quotes:
Raph: Wait- so you guys are MARRIED ?!
Casey: Hell yeah we are, isn’t that right buttercup
Leo: I want a divorce.
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Casey: You’ve been saved by The Amazing Casey H Jones once again!
Leo: yeah yeah, pass me the first aid kit.
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Leo: Why is it that I’m always saving your dumbass, Jones?
Casey: Because you love my Dumbass
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*Leo does something dumb off screen*
Casey: LEONARDO JONES I SWEAR TO HELL-
Raph: Did you hit your head or something Casey?
Casey: What?
Raph: its Leonardo Hamato. Not jones, jones is your name.
Casey: Nah man, i got Hamato
*Donnie and April having the same realization behind a clueless Raph*
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The argument about the beard eventually escalates:
Leo (holding a blade): If you won’t shave it, I will
Casey: You’re gonna have to catch me, Mr Jones
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greypetrel · 1 year
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"I heard you were talking sh*t about Cole..."
It was an idea that @sigeel suggested and I HAD TO comply. So here they are, official dad friends on a revenge mission.
Back in his days, you didn't even need staves!
(I'm having too much fun with this, expect more.)
Catch up with the rest of this whacky adventure here!
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camicamicaim · 10 months
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Hear me out
Insaneduo and guapoduo in The Road to El Dorado...
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tesnuzzik · 1 year
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Having a good time with this werewolf au <3
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marcarella-pizza · 1 year
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I have another Buddy Daddies hot take:
The Road to El Dorado AU.
Thanks for coming to my Ted-talk
At this point I’m just shit posting. Never in my life have I Shat posted more…
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(Also! My first Buddy Daddies art piece will post later today~ stay tuned!)
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equallyloyalandlethal · 7 months
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I DID A THING! THIAM BIG BANG 2023
(ps, THIS IS WHY DANDELIONS HAS BEEN ON HOLD)
If Teen Wolf was a The Road To El Dorado type story.
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ART BY: @xtarmanderx
Liam has struggled against the urge to leave Sevilla on account of Mason, his pseudo-brother. Now, though, beyond the itch in his neck, he saw a way to do it. Another fleet was leaving to the New World, and he would be on it, one way or another. Mason, ever the brain, refused to let him leave alone, determined to keep him out of trouble. This whole affair was never going to go as they planned, but neither of them knew the extent their lives would change. Least expected of all was the wolf who seemingly understands every word they say, or the hybrids hidden in the lower decks. -------------- For as long as Theo can remember, the only thing that mattered was his pack – the seven other experiments and his sister – were safe. Journeying across the Atlantic to the New World's jungle and finding some soul to lead him to the Nemeton hiding in it, was the latest in a long list of things he was willing to do for survival. Surviving Marcel and the apprentices' cruelty meant doing more than his fair share of things, ranging from plainly distasteful to truly horrific. His most pressing dilemma? Knowing where to start. Rather, his lack thereof, until he stumbled upon a blue-eyed blond and something began singing in his blood.
More Art For It:
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inkmachine7 · 1 year
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My favorite movie of all time is "The Road to El Dorado" and while I was watching it again I could only think of these 3, so I have drawn them!♥️😭✨✨♥️
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fuctacles · 7 months
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Road to El Dorado but Steddie?
Only a blorbo for @batboysxprompts Friday 13th event bc I'm running on fumes
"You seem awfully lucky today."
Eddie turned away from his loot, eyeing the man that approached him. The handsome face was distracting enough he almost missed the uniform. Almost.
He put on his most charming smile.
"What, is it a crime to be Lady Luck's favorite, now?"
"No, of course not," the man smiled back, and oh shit, Eddie's charm was being overpowered tenfold. The man leaned his arms (so, so toned) on the bar next to him. "It is a crime though to use weighted dice."
Eddie's eyes widened in scandalized shock.
"One must have no honor to do such a thing!" he exclaimed.
"Indeed," the man nodded. "Only spineless thieves use them."
"Ah, the worst kind of man," Eddie nodded along, trying to eye his exits but the man was leaning close and focusing on him like he was pinning a moth onto a display.
"No, I think there are worse people."
Eddie licked his lips.
"Who would that be?"
"Con artists."
Someone sneezed.
It was a trigger that made them both jump into action.
Eddie snatched his wrist away from a sudden grip and pushed his drink to spill on the man while he ran. The guard had more than a face to offer though, his reflexes fast enough to snatch on Eddie's bag. He's been living this way for years though, so he slipped easily away with a practiced twist of his body.
He ran out of the tavern without looking back, ducking into alleys and doors he'd engraved into his brain through the years. He only stopped when he landed in a forgotten attic with only one point of entrance. Completely out of breath, he fell on the dusty floor. Finally he could bask in his treasure in peace. He scrambled to get his bag open, shuffled through it, then upended it on the floor. His notebook, a few rings and some fruit tumbled out but there was no sign of the thing he cheated so hard for.
The El Dorado map was gone.
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Steve Harrington looked at the only thing left in his hands from the elusive con artist Edward Munson. It was a scroll which upon unfolding revealed a map. It was a lot less descriptive than the ones he was used to, and more rumpled, like not once in its existence has it been stored properly. He wondered if it was worth enough to lure the thief back. 
That led him to the local library and the only person he could trust enough with such a thing.
Robin studied the map and compared it to various texts and illustrations until the night settled around them and he finally got his answer in the form of excitement sparkling in his friend's eyes.
He smirked to himself.
"Guess Lady Luck isn't so fond of him after all."
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j-nipper-95 · 7 months
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WIP Wednesday
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It's Wednesday, my dudes! AAAHHH!
Thank you so much for all the tags over the last couple of weeks. I have been writing, but not sharing. Brain has been a little bit of a weird space to be in recently, feeling a little overwhelmed, a little bit fizzy (that makes no sense but it's the best way I have to describe it), and just feel like I'm edging towards burnout. I'm trying to avoid that, as I still have so much of Trails to edit, but we'll see how October/November goes.
NaNoWriMo is right around the corner, and with that my focus will be shifting back to my original novel 'A Survivor's Revenge', so I'm hoping to get all of November's Trails chapters edited before the month starts.
Anyway, onto the post! Thank you for the recent tags @artsyunderstudy @larkral @shrekgogurt @orange-peony @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @martsonmars @cutestkilla @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @rimeswithpurple @nightimedreamersworld @ileadacharmedlife
For this week's snippet, here's something from a later chapter, Agatha POV.
“It’s Goats business,” Niamh grumbles, as though she doesn’t want to be discussing this with me. Like I’m a total outsider.  While I may not be an actual member of Simon and Penny’s gang, I happen to know more than I probably should. “Go on then,” I sigh, getting my grooming kit out to brush down my horse. I’ve just started running a thick bristled brush down his back when Niamh says, “They’re missing. Simon, Penny, Baz. We don’t know where they are.” I stop with my brush halfway down the horse’s back and stare at the stable wall. Missing? “How the hell do you lose Simon Snow?” I ask incredulously, turning to face her. “That’s like losing an alarm clock that won’t stop going off. It’s impossible.” “Well, sorry to disappoint, but your boyfriend is currently missing, and none of us know where he could be.” “He’s not my—” “Sorry, your fiancé,” she corrects herself. “He’s not my—” I stop myself from shouting the rest of my sentence and replace the brush in my grooming kit. I’ll come back and brush my horse down once I’ve dealt with Niamh.
Tagging (just a copy and paste from previous posts, so if you've already shared today sorry for the extra tag 🙈 and as always, no pressure!) @artsyunderstudy @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @aristocratic-otter @bazzybelle @blackberrysummerblog @bookish-bogwitch @cattocavo @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @cosmicalart @cutestkilla @dragoneggos @erzbethluna @ebbpettier @fatalfangirl @frjsti @henreyettah @hushed-chorus @ic3-que3n @ileadacharmedlife @ivelovedhimthroughworse @krisrix @larkral @letraspal @martsonmars @nightimedreamersworld @orange-peony @prettylightsbigcity @palimpsessed @phoxphyre @raenestee @skeedelvee @stardustasincocaine @subparselkie @theearlgreymage @wellbelesbian @you-remind-me-of-the-babe 
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howlingday · 1 year
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Setting - After some time muckery, Jaune and Cinder are sent back in time to just after The Brothers left. Due to their superior physical abilities, the locals are in such awe that they worship them as new gods. Praise the new sun and moon gods!
Jaune: Oh! A-Another gift of white? Um, thank you.
Girl: (Blushes)
Cinder: Okay, that's enough gift giving. Your gods must prepare for the festival. Go on, scram! Shoo!
Girl: (Runs away, In tears)
Mother: Shshsh! No tears, child. It is as the Sun God wills.
Cinder: Really, you humor these mortals too much, Arc.
Jaune: Please stop calling them mortals. They're people.
Cinder: Yes. Our people. People that we rule.
Jaune: That we protect!
Cinder: (Rolls her eyes, Undressing) Whatever. Now go get dressed for the festival. It will begin soon, and the people await their moon god to arrive in his full moon glory.
Jaune: (Dressing) It still doesn't feel right.
I hardly think I'm qualified
To come across all sanctified.
I just don't cut it with the maiden's terms
Cinder: Arc, what are you talking about?!
There again, they're on their knees
Being worshipped is a breeze
And this rather suits me in this universe...
Jaune:
This universe? This universe?
It's me and her?!
OH MY GOD!
Jaune + Cinder: (Strutting out to the festival)
It's tough to be a god,
Tread where mortals have not trod!
Cinder: (Spouts flame)
Be deified!
Jaune: (Healing an injury)
When really, you're a sham...
Be an object of devotion,
Be the subject of psalms...
Cinder: (Comes over with wine)
It's a rather touching notion
All those prayers and those salaams!
Jaune: (Bowed to by grateful family members)
And who am I to bridle
If I'm forced to be an idol?
If they say that I'm a god,
That's what I am!
Cinder: (Grabs Jaune, Points to sacrificial altar being used to smash fruits)
What's more, if we don't comply
With the local's wishes, I
Can see us being sacrificed or
Crushed!
Jaune: Okay, that's a good point.
Cinder:
So let's be gods!
The perks are great!
Jaune:
All of Remnant on a plate!
Cinder:
The local's feelings should not be
Rebuffed!
Jaune: Right, never rebuff. Never rebuff the local feeling-
Cinder: (Grabs Jaune, Raises goblet of wine) No, my friend~!
Jaune + Cinder:
It's tough to be a god,
But if you get the people's nod,
Count your blessings,
Keep them sweet!
That's our advice!
Jaune: It's great advice!
Be a symbol of perfection!
Cinder:
Be a legend!
Be a cult!
Jaune + Cinder:
Take their praise
Take a collection
As the multitudes exalt!
Cinder: (Puts on Rage mask, Raises goblet)
Don the supernatural habit!
Jaune: (Dons Sorrow mask, Toasts goblet)
We'd be crazy not to grab it!
Cinder: Exactly!
Jaune + Cinder: (Clink and drink)
SO SIGN UP TWO NEW GODS TO PARADISE~
PARADIIIIIIIISE~!
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Endure more of my art: April 2nd - 21st
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artmakerproductions · 2 years
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🎶 It’s Tough To Be a God 🎶 
... 
King is a Titan which are viewed as a God-like figure by the inhabitants of the Boiling Isles and Anne was offered a job as a replacement for a deity after her life is fully lived. ... No, this isn’t a new AU, just a fun n’ silly little one-off piece of fan art. Inspired by a post I saw: https://www.reddit.com/r/TheOwlHouse/comments/uwwu8l/its_tough_to_be_a_god/  and the song of the same name/scene from Road to El Dorado: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=NoB4rHA-HEk 
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Edit: Not to say I’ll be drawing more art, but if I were to, these are my casting choices (also, the setting is a mix of Boiling Isles and Amphibia/Newtopia).
Miguel = King; Tulio = Anne; Chel = Marcy; Altivo = Bessie; Armadillo = Microangelo; Chief = Andrias; Tzekel-Kan = Belos; Stone Jaguar = The Core
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greypetrel · 1 year
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"All right. Here's the plan. In the dead of night, you and I grab some provisions, hijack one of those… one of those carriages… and then, we go back to Arlathan like there's no mañana!"
AU: Cassandra never got them out of prison.
I don't remember how I got the idea but there you have it, this is their dynamic (well, more along the way, past the "Aisling tries to approach Solas uncospicuously, as she would a very skittish horse" phase). The more I think about it, the more this makes sense, Aisling would most definitely ask the help of the horse. And succeed in doing so. Solas probably got the idea of presenting himself as Fen'Harel, her as Herald of Ghilan'nain so they can duet It's Tough to Be a God (...which... is... fitting...)
(I had fun with the screencap redraw for Absolution, thought of redoing it with one of my favourite animated movies.)
Catch up with the rest of this whacky adventure here!
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