🐈‍⬛We're All Sluts Here💦

Previous~ aaah so glad to continue this AU >:)cc yk I had to make Grimmjow the Cheshire Cat<333 ((*cough* fun lewds coming next post uwu *cough*))

It’s the cat and rabbit year this new year so I’ve been possessed to doodle the secret ending of @mari-lair​ ‘s wonderland au :DDD 

Original post here. @ofwondersandhares

Waiting for Darius' response, he blinked, then made a face as Darius started to talk. Almost a mix between confusion and annoyance. Then he rolled his eyes "Oh. I'm sorry. You're sister your new mom or something? She gets to influence you're thoughts and opinions?" He laughed a little but, even if he were only joking before, hearing that from Darius was fascinating. Crossing his arms under his chest he let the other go on, bringing his right hand up to his chin, his index finger brushing along his lips as the other spoke.

"Does she?" He narrowed his eyes a bit, speculating. The other world was certainly not one he had been to, due to his being busy with his kingdom. Though he was there, once, to get away from being murdered some time before. Asher tapped his finger to his mouth "And who would I be, to tell you not to go…" But he had to wonder what more this might have been. After all, hadn't going through all this trouble to get his soul back after it was stolen, something that made their relationship stronger. If he did look the other way on this, and it bit him back for it, then, it would be his fault. Because he could see this being more than a visit with a parental guardian to a sibling who was raised practical stranger.

As Darius continued, it seemed more that the other was wanting him to come along. But he didn't know much about this other dimension. He had mostly been in a coma and in a dead like state of being when he was there. Inhaling sharply he turned slightly, dropping his hand to the diamond hanging from his neck, considering the others words "Hm. No. I think they could handle it. Actually, I'm sure they could. Just a few months, is nothing compared to the last time I was absent…certainly absence would be better, than Sage's rule over them…" Dropping his hand down from the diamond then, he toyed with a ring on one of his fingers "And when would we be leaving? Hm?"

tw// blood lotta blood 😱

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“I'll rise up from the blood of mortals.”

Actor from my Wonderland au!

Kinda referred to CARRIE and Báthori Erzsébet... At least I tried🥲

“IT’S ALWAYS TEA TIME <3”

Okey so here’s the first two designs for the AU I’m working on. Most of the information here is going to be vague cause I want to explain the rest in a future comic.

Anyway, here are the designs for bunny Bruno and Cheshire Abbacchio, hope u like them!

Welcome to the court of the Crimson king!

And touchdown.

Next :https://theevilemster.tumblr.com/post/190935983419/too-many-doors-next-na-previous Previous: https://theevilemster.tumblr.com/post/190682893084/here-we-go-thursday-is-here-and-so-is-page-1

"Mrrrow, You look tasty~" 

Finished my new icon with the chesire Naib! :D (not free for use)

Sanders Sides AU #2

This is an “Alice in Wonderland” inspired AU that I came up with while trying to draw my other AU characters. Here we go. 

-                                                                                                                      -- Roman- The Red King

Patton- Alice

Logan- Blue caterpillar 

Virgil- The White Black Rabbit

Remus- The Mad Hatter

Deceit- The Cheshire Cat Snake. -                                                                                                                        

“And one day upon the twisted road an outsider will appear. Bright and happy with a smile that could outshine the sun, Alice will bring Wonderland back to its glory and the gloom that fills the land will be undone.”

For Thirty-Three years the Citizens of Wonderland waited cheerfully for the Visitor named Alice, they waited with baited breaths, prepared for a celebration at every second! But hope has faded drastically, No one has hope that Alice will come and ‘save’ them. No longer do the fields produce flowers as vibrant as the rainbow, knowing the colors will draw Alice towards the castle. no longer do the townsfolk hold Tea party’s as they wait for there savior. Wonderland has given up. -

 If you asked anyone about Patton Hart they would all remark on how nice and sweet he is, they would tell you how much he cares for the animals at the local shelter, and they would tell you how his smile would brighten your day. 

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Patton Ellis Heart is a good moral man, he cleans litter off the side of the road, he volunteers at Homeless shelters, he walks little old women to the other side of the road, and he works at the Local Animal Shelter. When his boss called him on his day off and asked if he would go into the woods and check to see if there were any wounded animals from the large storm that had happened the night before, he cheerfully agreed. But when he chases a wounded rabbit deep into the forest and falls down a rabbit hole he wishes he had said no and stayed in bed that morning.

OR

When the Wonderland prophets receive a jumbled message for Wonderland’s future, they really, really should have double-checked before writing down what they heard.

{{Hello Everyone! Here is another AU that I made. I was drawing the characters for my first AU thing and the random thought of “What if someone got a messed up message about a prophecy and used the wrong name.” And after spending all afternoon listening to songs about Wonderland one thing led to another and this was created in my head! So here is a Sanders Sides Wonderland AU with a plotline that no one asked for! Heh. Feel free to use it, or any elements from it, just remember to credit/tag me if you do.}} {{Don’t forget to be the You, that You want to be! Have a great Night/Day everyone!}} ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Here is a list of songs that I listened to while writing/making this: -Her Name is Alice by Shinedown

-Cheshire Kitten (We’re all mad here) by SJ Tucker

- Tea Party by Kerli

-Just Like Fire by P!nk

-Welcome to Wonderland by Anson Seabra

-Mad Hatter by Melanie Martinez

-Swan song by Set It Off

-9 1 1 by Ellise

-Far From Home (The Raven) by Sam Tinnesz

A Land of Gardens Black. Part 1.

Far and away we travel.

To a place so strange so near. A land so close and location so wrong, it must be shared in the form of a song. A Garden now lost, a shard driven cold, a narrative so new and so old. For mirth and mire, a twisted conspire, curiouser and curiouser we hear the town crier. Until we arrive and until we see, for this is a realm that none knew could be. This is the land of Black Gardens.

    The story unfurls, and behold do we, a throne room of white and a throne shaped as a key. It is empty as yet, immaculate so, til great gates do creak and she arrives with a glow. The Queen of Pure White, divine in her light, trailed by her company of evil delight. Now bask in this tale, the alternate road, as we open to see her agent of Goad.

    “Mr. Amakelle!” The Queen cried, her most faithful subjects carrying the trail of her white silken gown behind her. The Lady’s full ivory mask doing naught to quiet or soften her screeching cry for Mr. Amakelle, if anything only emboldening the sound. The tall throne room echoed with each step of the Queen’s heel clack, her every movement announcing her presence, her importance. The chamber was adorned in draping white silks and gilded tassels, glowing braziers and blinding lights reflecting ornate mosaics high above. A singular man knelt by the tall key-shaped throne seat, and waited.

Each mosaic in the throne room told a tale of the Queen of Pure White. The largest and most proudly crafted of the throne room showed of how she arrived by boat with an entourage once upon a time to the beleaguered land of Gardens. She proclaimed herself the Botanist Queen, and brought order and prosperity. Yet the next mosaic showed her striking balance and accord with a now blackened out, burned and purple cloth draped people. Yet a third showed great prosperity, health and joy for all the peoples of the land of Black Gardens. All of the Queen of Pure White’s mosaics showed health and glory to the land...And yet… as the scene not of mosaic began to unfurl, it was quite apparent she was not happy.

    “My Queen,” Mr. Amakelle, a man dressed of velvet finery (in a shade not quite red, not quite pink) and bird-faced porcelain mask had been by appearances waiting, kneeling by the Queen’s throne. He spoke reverently, even as the Queen approached with her train of servants behind her, her tone far from happy.

    “I am to believe you have done well to negotiate with the far-landers, have you not?” Every word echoed, every enunciation bellowed in command. “I am to believe you act in my service, do you not?!” Her voice boomed with a hostile, severe intent. Behind the queen, her servants watched.

High Scriver Rosalette was immediately and to the right of the Queen, with a gilded parchment scroll trailing far behind her to the gates of the throne room itself copied every utterance of her Divine Lady. She was a Hyum, much like her Queen was, much like the Man of Goad Amakelle was. Her hat, covered with a feather from each breed and gender of and color of bird the entirety of the land of Black Gardens had from coast to coast, was the one thing Rosalette had that outshone all others. Even the Queen herself could not match the hat’s splendor.

Lord Commander Knight Arik, forever covered and hidden in platemail covered in platemail stood immediately and to the left of the Queen, standing over 10 fulms tall with a greatshield that scraped the ground with each step. His armor was severe, unbroken and never seen off his person. Rumors even put to it that it was welded to him. To wield his armor and shield, it was legend that Arik was granted a divine blessing, for none could or has ever dared to break his defenses, save one.

Mafchulu, the Royal Thaumaturge dared oft to break the Lord Commander’s armor and shield. His was a solemn task, and he stood behind Arik in the train following his Lady of Divine Light. Gifted only with the simple (and meager) abilities of a Thaumaturge however, it was Mafchulu’s constant ingenuity that ever brought him notice. Concocting potions and poisons, devious machina, and always carrying a black tome of spreaded sheets of numbers and malicious logic, Mafchulu more than earned his place… even if he was just a Thaumaturge.

Behind Rosalette walked a demure, tiny thing. Saphy, the Bunyn Knight wielded nothing but her fists, but those fists were nigh legendary. She was of the race Bunyn, and wore that badge with pride. Rumors of the Queen’s high court say of how Rosalette once taught the shy Bunyn Knight, but was quickly and soundly amazed at how the Knight advanced. Eventually there was none who could stand toe to toe with Saphy. Other rumors of course, speak of Saphy oft absconding away from the Queen’s castle to meet a paramour of mysterious nature. Were that to be true… well, only time and further narrative delivery would tell.

Finally, and clumsily at that, Jun. A Bunyn of high renown arrived and tripped over his tall trailing robes. “Oof! M’my lady! Your appointment with the Agent of Goad is… oh! Now!” Jun carried a pocket watch in one hand, and a stack of documents a fulm high in the other, with now several scattered over the white marble floor. Mafchulu sighed, and began helping his helpless cohort fix and collect the paperwork. His Queen, the Lady of Divine White, merely smirked and chuckled beneath her mask lightly.

“VERY GOOD, thank you Jun. Now… YOU.” The Lady of White stepped up to her throne and rested her heels, the clack of each footfall as always commanding attention. She addressed the Agent of Goad, a demand in her tone. The court all waited for her declaration, her words of divine wisdom. It was her place, as the center of light itself to be all things to her people, and she was that. “You say you are my agent, my ally. YET. You, Mr. Amakelle have oft recently been found in quite the heresy! Do you deny it?!”

Mr. Amakelle flustered, ever the leaning and mewling toadie, balked and began to sweat excessively. “M-m-my lady! I w-w-would never! N-never in one million years! I-er, that is to say, aaah, uuhm--” The Agent of Goad, dressed in his finery looked about the chamber for aid from the others of the court, and found none. Rosalette especially seemed to balk, and was making great mention in the royal archives of Amakelle’s incredibly poor performance. All knew of his crimes in full, and all were venomous and seething. “Wh-where is… where is the court Jester?” He asked, puzzled. “The Satirical Nightweave?” Amakelle was already patting his face down with a silken cloth.

“THAT unfunny, depressively un-charismatic statue?!” The lady seemed even more severe when addressing her former court jester. “We gave her the ending she deserved! Behold!” Mafchulu chuckled as he stepped to the far end of the court room, and pulled down in one swift stroke a velvet cloth hiding a dull gray statue of a woman, and in her stone hands was a bowl of fruit. “Look upon the so called Jester Amakelle! At least this way she’s useful for something! A fixture standing in a corner, uninteresting, uninviting, and barely capable of doing anything of value! That is a fitting fate, do you not think?!” The Queen guffawed, and the rest of her court, save Amakelle, followed suit. Arik’s own laugh beneath his heavy armor echoed like a pit 1000 malms deep and baritone.

“NOW!” The Queen silenced everyone with but a single word. “For your fate…” A deadly silence followed as the Queen of Pure White, Goddess of Botanists and lady of the Key Throne cupped her chin.

“Oh MERCY my lady! I admit it!” Amakelle fell further on his knees, crying and begging most pathetically. “I am a worm! I am a coward! I sought to betray you! To steal your houses, break your hearts and try on your clothing! I can only petition you for mercy! There is none more indignantly sorrowful than I! Mercy I beg! Mercy!”

“MERCY?!” The Queen spoke in words that near shook the very throne room. “You have sought to steal my people, destroy our Kingdom and have stolen and tried on my ball gowns on several occasions! There is no mercy for ilk such as you. Therefore I can think of only one fitting fate. BRING OUT THE PUDGE!”

Amakelle shrieked. “NOOOOOOOOOOO!” As the Agent of Goad cried and weeped, Jun (again tripping on his robes) pulled a lever next to the Queen’s throne. The floor fell out beneath Amakelle, an obvious trap for an obvious man to lay victim too, and his cry could be heard as he slid down into darkness. “OOF!” The crash of Amakelle’s fall echoed above in the throne room, and everyone smirked, awaiting what they new was to come next. From down under the traproom floor, from the dark and unseen shadows, cries of terror are heard. “S-stay back! I am warning you! S-STAY BACK! I WILL---” As he spoke, a low and threatening ‘Mrrrrrrrooooooooooowwwww’ was heard. “STAY BACK! I WILL FIGHT BACK! N-No! NO! NOOOOOOOOOO--eeeerruruugugghhghghghhhghh---” All fell silent then, save for the Queen’s laughter. Save for the Court’s laughter. Save for the laughter of all.

Now we step back, and observe the great land, our kingdom of Gardens Black. Away from a castle of the Botanist Queen, to a war mixed with soothsayers flack. We observe the middle, a kingdom locked in war where some few nurtured the middle path. A priest, a cleric, a people besieged, mercenaries fending off wrath. We observe the other side, the Catte army that bapped, and a fortress of unbreakable night. We observe it all, and will hear far more soon, when your bard comes tell of how each side brought their might.

For now let us rest, for soon we shall learn of the Catte army and who they are for. After which I’ll regale of the middle side three, then last what started this whole miserable war. The cast is yet to be unveiled, and grand it will be, familiar and yet so wrong. And tell you them all, I solemnly swear, I shall happily do in song.

Welcome I say, as your bard to this tale, this shard from Ten and Three. I hope you enjoy, or at least humbly scowl, as I welcome you finally with mirthful glee. This is our stage, I’m sure you’ll agree, is seemingly quite strange and quite cracked. I’ll spin you a tale, your narrative bard, to this place of Gardens Black.

@healeremeline @blackmagesol @everyoneelseIhaven’ttaggedyetthere’sfartoomanyofyou.

🦋Only in Wonderland🦋

hi hi I come to u with a new fantasy AU💕 an Alice in Wonderland AU featuring Alice!Ichigo... (and others you'll meet in following posts🤭) no real plot to this one tbh, just concept art and pinups💕

📖+ Alice in Wonderland for Ulquiorra

Send 📖+ an AU scenario to get a glance at what my muse would be like in that universe         

The Caterpillar

Lifting up the hookah hose Ulquiorra looks up toward the skies, thinking, questioning his existence for the most. Bringing the mouthpiece of at the end of the grommet of the hookah he inhales the contents inside. Holding it in his chest for a couple of moments easily. His eyes shift slowly to the left side as more thoughts seem to come to him. Slowly releasing the smoke it billows up from his mouth aimlessly for a moment. Though eventually he starts to entertain himself by making other formations, almost impossibly so, of the smoke.

This went on for some time before something of interest catches his gaze. Shifting he moves to lean onto his stomach, laying down along the large mushroom he was lazing on. With a lazy look he watches the person walk across his domain, a dull look on his face, though in his eyes was interest. Taking another hit from the hookah he leans in to blow smoke out over the intruding person with a “ Who are you?” Lifting his free hand up then to tap his index finger to the top of the persons head. 

Original post here. @ofwondersandhares

The cheshire eyed the other, not truly believing they intended it the opposite. But still the statement was true, he was very capable "Why not? She's our child!" He was annoyed, clearly, but the other wasn't giving any good reason as to why he couldn't be a part of it. Sage was harmless in her prison.

Making a face, he glares toward the hatter, then turned his head away, claws digging into the table he sat at as he listened "Of course…" The other had been bonding with his sister much these days, which he had no problem with, they hadn't seen one another in a life time. But this, it didn't feel like something that should exclude him.

He was still waiting for Darius to explain why he couldn't come with, when it was their child that was being dealt with. Which he was trying to wait for Darius to explain it, any way "Are you going to tell me or am I simply supposed to guess?"

wonderlandAU

It's been a while since I posted any of my fantastic beast works here, so this is exciting. To anyone that still follows me *waves* hey guys.

I’m kinda obsessed with wonderland things now. Next station my beloved V-chan💕

*dies* 😥 Man, work has been a bitch lately. I haven't had time to do much of anything, and any time I DO have free I spend frantically trying to catch up on shit (or sleep lol), so my apologies to my friends for being so absent 😢💔 I haven't forgotten about you, I've just had to prioritize life 'n' junk first (being an adult is just the worst ugh 😑) - As for this, I've had it done for two weeks and still haven't had time to post the damn thing 😅 But because Dib now officially has his own multiverse, here's a few more bois in my at-the-moment art style 😁❤️ - First up is "Classic Dib" from the TV show in his cool boots and gray-face Tshirt 👌 - Then we have "Concept Dib" (or maybe Dexter's Lab AU Dib? lol 😅) from Jhonen's initial sketches when he was first coming up with Dib's design ❤️ - Then it's everyone's favorite meme, "Pilot Dib" (better late jumping on the bandwagon than never, amirite?), or "Scary Teeth Dib" (I wasn't scared of beans before, but now... 😨) - Next up is "Pjs Dib" and oh my God I can't even with this one ASDFGHJKJKHKH 😄😄😄💕❤️💞💖 - And lastly is "Wonderland AU Dib"! 💖 So Dib in my AU doesn't *actually* wear the iconic blue Alice dress (tho if you wanted to imagine that I certainly wouldn't stop you 😉), but I couldn't *not* draw dis boi; the cutesy art style just leant itself so well to this sort of thing 😙💕 - There's still a few more Dibbarinos I want to do in this style; I've got Mothman Dib, Irken Dib, Genderbent Dib, and Mer-May Dib on my wish list to name a few. I also want to try doing some other IZ characters in this art style, tho it could be forever before I get around to them *sigh* 😥 - #invaderzim #invaderzimDib #invaderzimdibmembrane #invaderzimentertheflorpus #dib #membrane #dibmembrane #jhonenvasquez #invaderzimpilotdib #pilotdib #conceptdib #pajamas #pjs #pjsdib ##invaderzimau #invaderzimfanart #fanart #dibinwonderland #wonderland #wonderlandau #aliceinwonderland https://www.instagram.com/p/CAWN4Z4AaAm/?igshid=1nwba8bfgoi2e