Girl Help I became possessed and wrote over 1000 words for the Viking-Piglin AU I came up with the other day. I don't know how this happened and I'm slightly scared that it will happen again. Enjoy

Part Two

It all started off so simply. Joy was trying to make a potion that would allow her to speak with piglins. She was always needing Nether materials and it would be nice to have the ability to trade again since the villagers still hadn’t forgiven her for the incident that had taken place oh so long ago. It was hopefully in its final stages, she just needed some help testing it. That’s where Legundo, the server’s resident piglin hybrid, came in. She would drink the potion, ask him to say some things in his native tongue and see if it was properly translated. Then, she would say some things and he would let her know what language he heard them in. They both decided it would be best to test this at Joy’s house to keep any mishaps contained since her more customized potions could be a bit wild. It wasn’t until they were walking up the path that Legundo noticed something strange.

“Hey hey hey! Wait a second, did you see that?” Legundo asked as they approached. “Seems you have a bit of a haunted house!” There’s a laugh in his voice as they both stop and peek through the window at what was clearly Viking, rummaging through Joy’s rather unorganized potion collection. 

“Oh! Maybe he needs more fire resistance? The poor guy keeps running out. Maybe he’d be interested in testing my newest potion out with us! I’ll go ask and-”

“Wait!” Legundo stopped walking and put a hand on Joy’s shoulder. He gave her a mischievous grin. “Viking’s always scaring people by just showing up out of nowhere, right? I say we give him a taste of his own medicine! He’s got his back to us right now so as long as we stay quiet and take it slow… Oh yeah, this is gonna be great!”

The two nod at each other and carefully make their way to the door. Legundo took the lead as they snuck through into the sitting room area that had been taken over by Joy’s latest project. Surprisingly, Viking still hadn’t noticed them, too focused on all of the potions that had been haphazardly pushed to the side. Legundo took a deep breath as Joy did her best to stifle her giggling. 

Just as it looked like Viking was going to turn around, Legundo screamed, “BELL NOISES!” causing Viking to jump and let out a high pitched screech, almost seeming to phase out of the physical world for a second.

Legundo and Joy shared a laugh at Viking’s shriek. They were quick to stop when they heard the shattering of glass. The shimmering red cloud that had escaped the potion bottle was instantly drawn towards the phantom, mingling with his semi corporeal form. 

“Guys,” there’s a tremble in Viking’s voice, ”I don’t- Something doesn’t feel riGH- AH!” He’s suddenly clutching his chest as the potion properly takes hold. He grits his teeth, trying to keep from screaming as it suddenly feels like he’s burning from the inside out. His knees give out as tears begin streaming down his face, the only thing keeping him from bashing his head on the floor are the sudden arms around him. He’s not quite sure who caught him, but he doesn’t have it in him to care as he curls into them and screams. The noise tears its way out of his throat as he feels as his spine almost seems to twist. He vaguely thinks he hears someone mention milk and someone else say it’s too dangerous and the thought would almost be funny if his mouth hadn’t just been filled with blood as something forces its way out of his gums. There’s a weird sensation in his chest, like someone has pushed two observers together and set off a piston with them. If he wasn’t in a constant state of almost dead, he’d think it was a heartbeat and that it was dangerously high. His screams reach an impossible volume and the arms around him just hold tighter, seeming to not care how the hand that isn’t glued to his chest is practically clawing into theirs. Through the pain and confusion he thinks he can feel leather, a belt of sorts, thinks he can fit a face to the arms but then the agony crescendos and all he can think is that he’s dying again and he’d never get the answers he was looking for. He thinks someone tells him to breathe. He wants to laugh, say that he’s not needed to do that in a long time, has only been doing it lately to keep the others from freaking out more. His lungs are burning. That can’t be right though because he doesn’t have any, shouldn’t have any. In a haze he sees what he thinks is his hand but it’s not right, it’s a pale but no longer transparent with thicker, almost claw-like nails on the end and that’s not right. He’s not alive, not really so why isn’t he transparent anymore? The burning has stopped but he still feels warmer than he has since he died. That weird pounding is still going on in his chest as well. He sucks in a breath, and then another. Noise starts filtering back to him and he realizes he’d stopped screaming at some point. The chest he’s leaned against rumbles as the person speaks.

“That’s it, just like that. Keep breathing, you’re doing great.” A calm and gentle mantra, the tone almost unfamiliar when coming from Legundo. This close to him and the man almost seems to purr. They’ve started gently swaying, rocking side to side as the tears finally slow. “Hey bud, you seem to be coming back, that’s great.” His voice stays at an almost whisper and he starts rubbing circles on Viking’s back.

On first attempt to speak, all that comes out is a hoarse croak, leaving him coughing until Joy comes over with both a bottle of water and a clearly labeled healing potion. Viking alternates sips of each until he feels like trying again. “G-guys? What just happened-” a cough escapes his throat, making him wince. “What happened to me?” There’s still the weird movement in his chest but it’s slowed, he’s starting to think that it actually is a heartbeat but still doesn’t know why.

“That potion you dropped,” Joy starts, looking nervously around the room, “That was a highly experimental project I was working on. I was calling it a Nether Potion for now. It turns things into their Nether counterpart.” She nods at some crimson roots sitting in the corner. “Those used to be beetroots. It’s been two weeks since I dropped some of that potion on them and there’s been no sign of changing back. I never even thought about what it might do to a person but,” She pauses for a second, looking between him and Legundo, “It seems you two now have some things in common?” She cringes a bit at her attempt to make light of the situation.

“Wha-” before he could finish asking, Legundo cut him off.

“What she’s trying to say is that, you’re a piglin hybrid now. You’re alive again, Viking.”

Dominion au suit concept + party outfits

Same anon as before here :) You’re very welcome for the comment - the love is much deserved. Good luck with your work, and I’ll let you know if I do start Flight of the Heron! But now for some fun with the WIP word guessing game: bright, time, and dive.

Thank you for your kind words! I've rummaged around and found a hit for bright and time in my Hornblower Dominion AU and my selkie AU, respectively. (cut for length)

Bright: There was no one around to see them, no one around who might care what he did there at the stern of the ship. He caught Will’s hand in his and drew it to his lips, pressing the briefest of kisses to Will’s fingers: Will’s eyes were fixed on his, his lips parted ever so slightly, and Horatio released Will’s hand, uncertain of himself.

“Have I got this the wrong way, then?” asked Horatio, but before doubt could creep into his mind Will’s hand touched his chin, gently guiding him closer until their faces were mere inches apart. He could feel the warmth of Will’s body pressed against his, could see the way that Will’s bright eyes kept darting down to his mouth and then back up to meet his gaze. Despite the rush of cold wind, the distant rumble of the propellors far below, the lights that lit up the promenade, the whole world seemed to flicker and dim. He caught Will around the waist, pulling him close, and felt Will’s hands clutch at the lapel of his jacket, seemingly unwilling to let him go.

“You have the right of it,” said Will, breathless, his nose nudging Horatio’s cheek. “You do.”

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Time: He sat by the water’s edge for some time, hugging his knees, the advancing tide slowly lapping over his feet and ankles. He did not know what to do, to say, to think. Until William, there had been no one who cared enough to touch him: Horatio had always been withdrawn, even as a boy, his time aboard the Justinian and at El Ferrol had only worsened his naturally solitary tendencies. Friendship he knew little of, affection even less. The presence of both now made their former absence all the more keen; how easier life would have been, if only there had been someone who cared enough about him. And William did care, in a way that was neither bought nor forced: he cared enough to share himself freely with Horatio, as though Horatio were worthy of touching.

DE AQUÍ NO SALES

every interest of mine must inevitably get the trek au treatment

The Storm Knights - Diomedes au Raa and Ajax au Grimmus

This confrontation between the cousins has been on my list of things to draw since I first read Dark Age and I absolutely adore how it turned out! Hope you guys like them ♥️

A hell for the lonely.

i actually have no idea how we managed to finish this on time. between the chapter content and the art, though, this might be one of my favorite chapters yet

that's what he gets for being so darn hard to catch - no one has a clear picture of what he looks like /silly

[based on that one scene from tangled :3]

twould appear i havd forgotten to post these </3

A quick set of doodles I made based off an odd comparison I had made of Owl House and Jurassic World Dominion. As to explain further why this exists? I made a post that compares Lilith and Belos’s cursed forms and the two dinos, the Giganotosaurus and the Therizinosaurus, which I’ll link below: https://www.reddit.com/r/TheOwlHouse/comments/xrdplo/weird_comparison_i_made_w_toh_and_jurassic_world/ 1) Lilith (Therizinosaurus) and Belos (Giganotosaurus). 2) Eda the Owl Beast (Rexy) and Belos size each other up. Not caring of the unfortunate Hexsquad; Luz, Amity, Gus and Hunter, who are all caught in the middle between the two, as they circle. 3) Eda charges at Belos and is thrown into and impaled by the claws of Lilith.

Part two of the Viking Piglin AU is here!! If the formatting is off, I apologize! I’m doing this on mobile in my work parking lot. Also, I’m pretending the second level of Grady’s tavern has bedrooms in it because I don’t actually know what’s there so it would make sense.

One last thing! Probably! If you haven’t already, go check out @arckiaym ‘s really cool art that they’ve made based on the concept of this AU! It’s super cool and amazing and I wish to absorb their talent because it’s just that great!

(Hope it’s okay that I tagged you arck, I can probably untag you if you want)

Part One

Legundo had never realized how small Viking was before. He was alway moving around, phasing through things, almost like he was incapable of standing still. But now, as he sat there, shaking in his arms, it was painfully obvious. His jacket hung so loosely off his frame that he was practically drowning in it. The blood that was dripping from his mouth and the pain and confusion painting his eyes didn’t help either.

Speaking of the blood, Joy came over with a damp cloth and started to wipe it away, being extra careful next to the new tusks that were poking from his mouth. They were so short still, it reminded him of the members of his bastion that were fresh from training. While they were technically adults, they were all still so young. Looking at Viking now, he’d fit right in with them. He could see his new tail twitching behind him, as he and Joy now worked together to try and clean his face off. It was obvious that he didn’t have full control over it and that it was bothering him a great deal.

Exhaustion rolled off of Viking in waves. It was clear that the transformation had taken a great deal of energy out of him and that if he wasn’t moved soon, Legundo would become his personal pillow. Viking looked lost in thought in spite of this. He hadn’t spoken much after the initial reveal of his coming back to life, most likely due to the shock of the situation.

“You could set him in my bed for now.” Joy suggested. “Unless you think it would be okay to use the waystones with him. Not quite sure how teleporting would affect the newly revived though.”

Viking jumped at the sudden noise, almost as if he had forgotten that he wasn’t alone. He was quick to cut off any response Legundo had, however. “I’ll be alright. I can just,” He grunts as he shifts to stand, it’s a slightly different noise than what he would have made before and he can’t hold back a flinch. “I can make my way back to my place and then just-” He’s cut off as his legs collapse under him, Joy and Legundo being the only things stopping him from bashing his head on the floor. They gently lower him back down so he can catch his breath.

“Yeah, no offense bud, but I know I’m not letting you out of my sight for a while. Joy probably isn’t either.” She nods in agreement. “You just went through something extremely traumatic to say the least and you’re probably going to need some help. Who knows what’s going to be different now!” Legundo shifted a bit, trying to keep a good grip on Viking. It was a little difficult with the height difference but he and Joy were making it work for now.

“What other differences could there possibly be?” Viking asked, sounding at least slightly in denial of this whole situation. “I mean, I’m fleshy again, sure. That’s going to make it a little more difficult to get in and out of my house but I’ll get by. The tail, also a difference but it’s literally attached to me so I figure I’ll-” As Viking started to ramble, Legs slipped a gold ingot out of his inventory and held it in his face. The younger instantly quieted, all interest now focused on the gold. His pupils dilated until his eyes were practically black and he started making little rumbling sounds. Legundo then put the ingot back in his inventory and Viking seemed to snap back to reality.

“Well you definitely have some new instincts to deal with!” Legundo said with a bit of a chuckle. After a second however, he grimaced slightly, almost speaking to himself. “I’m going to need to teach you about those, aren’t I?”

“Where’d the shiny go?!” Viking was almost distressed, still teetering on the edge of his sudden fixation. “Why did that happen? Why would gold of all things make me do, um, do whatever the heck that was!”

“I’ll explain it to you, don’t worry. Just need to think of a good way to do it.” Legs sighed. He then helped Viking stand again, making sure to go slow just in case.

The small group made their way over to the waystone while Joy and Legundo explained that the transformation seemed to have given him some piglin instincts as well as the obvious physical features. Legs had decided that the best thing for right now would be bringing him to spawn so he could rest until the meet up that was happening that evening. Then they would bring up this development with everyone else and figure out where to go from there. Joy decided to stay back for now as she wanted to start researching into what had happened further and make sure that Viking would be okay. It was only after they had arrived at spawn that Viking noticed something else.

“The sun!” He stared at the sky in awe, almost as if seeing it for the first time. “It-it feels… It feels amazing!”

“Oh yeah, it kind of just hurt you before, didn’t it?” asked Legs, who was still supporting most of his weight. “Not catching on fire must feel nice, huh?”

Viking let out a hum, eyes closed and seemingly soaking up the warmth that he had been missing out on for a long time. He seemed to sag into Legundo as exhaustion threatened to drag him down once more, only to jolt back awake as a strange rumbling sound seemed to come from him. Legs sighed and scooped him up so they could travel faster, deciding to explain yet another new trait along the way.

“Us piglins are capable of making a wide array of noises. That rumbling is something similar to a cat purring, it can mean different things depending on the situation. Sometimes it’s used to help calm others or you make it when you’re calm or content. Sometimes it’ll happen if piglin feel sick but that’s mostly in younger ones. Although, I’m not sure how that would work with you, considering the circumstances.” Viking was doing his best to listen but all he could manage was a small grunt to acknowledge that he’d even heard anything. “Don’t suppose you’re awake enough to point me to your place, are you?” When Viking didn’t respond Legundo just sighed. “All the action today really tired you out, huh. Guess we’ll see if there’s space for you to rest in the tavern, I’m sure Grady won’t mind.”

Dominion au rough concepts for Peepers. After teaming up with Dominator, Peepers would get an upgraded uniform with an extra pointy lightning bolt and lava boots. Peepers' lightning bolt is replaced with a cracked heart.

Wip meme: precious, assuage, nail

Hello anon! Not sure if you're here for my Hornblower writing or my Flight of the Heron writing, so I'll give you a bit of both. I really need to write something other than kissing.

Precious appears twice in my Hornblower fic Dominion (which will someday be finished, pinky swear), which loosely sets Lieutenant Hornblower on an Edwardian ocean liner based on the Titanic (albeit with kissing between Bush and Hornblower because CS Forester is dead and I make the rules.) And so...

It was then that cold reality sank in. This was surely the height of madness, for an officer to kiss a passenger — another man — so brazenly out there in the open: if caught, the best that Horatio could hope for was to lose his precious position as an officer. No matter how he might want Will, no matter how he might want to kiss Will, none of that mattered when it came to his duty. He broke the kiss and stepped away, his face burning with shame as he realised how he had allowed his baser urges to get the better of him. He wiped his mouth hastily with his sleeve and turned back out to the ocean, wishing that he could take to his heels and flee altogether, conscious at the same time that to do so would hurt Will, something he could not bear to do. He liked Will; he liked his humour and his company, he liked the way Will smiled at him when he said something clever, and he knew now that he liked the way Will kissed. He did not want to reject Will, not now. He leaned against the taffrail and hung his head, waiting for the cold night air to bring some clarity to his racing thoughts.

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Assauge doesn't appear, but I do have a hit for soothe in my Stolen AU:

“Have you known a man before?” asked Ewen, very gently, his head propped up on one arm, his other tracing down the length of Keith’s spine. If such a touch was meant to soothe and comfort, it was not efficacious. Until the moment Ewen spoke Keith had been entertaining a reverie of enjoying Ewen’s company in a proper bed and not one fashioned out of rough-hewn wood and prickly heather, but that reverie had vanished like a puff of smoke the moment that Ewen asked his question, and in spite of the relative warmth of the evening and the heat of Ewen’s body beside him, Keith shivered as a chill settled around his heart.

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Aaand the only example of nail I have is involved in a sex scene, so. You'll have to use your imagination. Or put another ask in, if you really want to see it. Sanguinity, you've already seen it, before you ask.

Pirate Viking

Step 1: See some nerd named VikingPilot in the mcytblr sexyman polls and end up watching his videos

Step 2: Oh his videos are really great actually. This dude slaps

Step 3: Oh he has a tumblr. He says we need more maid Viking. He also says he wants pirate au. Both? What if kind of both but neither? What if pirate lolita fashion?????

Step 4: ??????????

Step 5: Profit

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Guys I think I took a wrong turn somewhere and ended up on the wrong server…

But hey, all I’m saying is that they could still have one who owes the other, and they can still go make a monopoly in the desert, and they can still have a wooly friend to accompany them.

And um. I couldn’t just swap the server of one pair and not swap the other (under cut)

Dido au Raa

Kinda more than a sketch, but I kinda just rolled with it 😅 Hope you guys like it!

@vesperpharsalius Thank you again for the request 🤗