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Modernverse Ink!
Sorry, its been a while and it'll probably still be a while before I start working more on Modernverse. Life has been quite busy but I do hope you enjoy this art piece of Ink! Best Ink I've drawn in a while. Also happy Inktober 7w7
Also special thanks to @toxicfucksaround for helping me design Modern Ink!
#ask modern verse#undertale#undertale au#modern verse#au sans#modernverse ink#ink sans#modern ink#modernverse dream#modernverse blue#modernverse error#modernverse killer
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@ask-modern-verse I drew the boy! For you!
And I am now posting it, super late, because queue is the only way I have strength to post imma be honest.
#blue#blue sans#Underswap#modernverse#modern swap#modern blue#undertale#undertale aus#digital art#nonbinary artist#digital artist#artists on tumblr#art#nonbinary#procreate#artblr#fanart#art tumblr#queue art
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Dream Tournament Fanmade Content MASTERPOST
hey y'all! so, i figured, and since @tehrogueva was asking, i got the idea to make a masterpost for your content for the DT! let's get your awesome stuff organized!
COMIC SERIES/REPEATED MEDIA [concurrent series with content for a specific character leading up to their elimination point]:
@/sunlit-witch's dawn v. [character] comics:
bwb's first encounter
dawn whining about the height of his alternates
dawn questions why the tournament ended
dawn enters arena with og dream
dawn loses
osd!nightmare's wild goose chase comics by @/cakesmelons
nightmare encounters leviathan [first]
nightmare encounters shattered [second]
nightmare encounters molten and rem [third]
final [dream v. osd]
osd!nightmare's wild goose chase media by @/calcium-cat
osd meets shattered
shattered meets nightmare?
one-shot chain
final [dream v. osd]
FIRST ROUND:
Shattered!Dream v. Shattered!Monarch
@/galacii-gallery's propaganda art
@/wishingstarinajar's propaganda art
OSD v. Leviathan
@/orbital-inclination's watercolor painting
leviathan overwhelmed by cuteness by @/skumhuu
Molten!Dream v. Silence
@/syxadel's molten propaganda
@/dryemiddi's propaganda art
mini silence sketch for a silencesweep follower by @/dryemiddi
Swad v. Oneiros
@/wishingstarinajar's propaganda art
Empireverse v. Negative
n/a
Malltale v. Modernverse
@/ask-modern-verse's modern propaganda art
@/ask-modern-verse's modern!dream waves goodbye to mall
Dawn v. BwB
@/the-kk-crow's mini comic
@/sunlit-witch's first comic pages
dawn complaining about the height of his alternates by @/sunlit-witch
dawn questions the tournament ending by @/sunlit-witch
goldie [bwb] being quite the homicidal apple by @/wyrm-in-the-apple
goldie [bwb] cheers up dream by @/wyrm-in-the-apple
bwb dream freaking out over a camera by @/the-kk-crow
goldie [bwb] being homicidal 2.0 by @/wyrm-in-the-apple
Dream v. RESET
n/a
ROUND TWO
Shattered v. OSD
@/cakesmelons' first comic
@/calcium-cat's first comic
shattered's reassurance by @/galacii-gallery
osd has a gift for shattered by @/dragonfire1000
nightmare encounters shattered? by @/calcium-cat
shattered's unhappy by @/dragonfire1000
shattered's unhappy 2.0 by @/the-kk-crow
"win or lose" by @/galacii-gallery
shattered wins in spirit by @/wyrm-in-the-apple
@/galacii-gallery's gift to the simps
Molten v. Swad
swad intimidates molt by @/orbital-inclination
Empireverse v. Modern
modern gets excited by @/ask-modern-verse
modern!ink is a pain in the behind by @/ask-modern-verse
modern!blue invites modern!dream for drinks by @/ask-modern-verse
Dream v. Dawn
Dawn meets OG by @/sunlit-witch
Dawn loses by @/sunlit-witch
SEMIFINALS
OSD v. Molten
@/cakesmelons' second comic
@/calcium-cat's oneshot chain
molt invites osd for ice cream by @/orbital-inclination
Empireverse v. Dream
n/a
FINALS:
"Going Back The Way We've Come" by @/annaraebananawriter
@/papple's "callback"
osd's winning sash by @/papple
@/calcium-cat's sneak peek
@/cakesmelons' third comic
@/cakesmelons' final comic
@/calcium-cat's final comic
OTHER [content that was for the tournament but otherwise unsorted]
@/ask-modern-verse's reblog chain for dawn v. bwb
asking for pictures
sneaky shot!
host harasses modern!dream
host harasses modern!dream pt 2
host's ask for @/ask-modern-verse about the tournament
modernverse's crew responds to dream participating in the tournament
everyone gets ice cream by @/wyrm-in-the-apple
tea party by @/papple
silence's origin fic announcement by @/dryemiddi
let me know of anything i missed!
this took so much longer than expected and i need sleep.
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Modernverse and Liselotte having a five year old: François. Can be called the English equivalent: Francis.
He’s pegged as Philippe’s son by the dark hair and blue eyes. By the way he sucks in his cheeks when he’s mad and tosses his toys off the table.
And he illustrates himself as Liselotte’s son with his resilience, running out of the corner during time out and bravely being dragged back, because his mother also refuses to give up the good fight.
#muse;[liselotte]#verse;[andhefixedus]#being a kid as they do#but he turns out sweet and about to adjust to the change in his environment and chats everyone up like his mother#natural chatterbox 😭#the new Howard grandchild for Charles Sr and Marcela#ofc he gets a pony!!!!
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Yay! I think I finally got every tag I needed down =u=
I say this as I am sure two days from now I will find one that I missed
#*together there is nothing to fear-Eva Ships#It's in my closet~Eva outfit aesthetic#Want a taste?~Eva's baking#UniversalEva#Just living a life~ModernVerse#Eva of the Blue Beast Pirates~One Piece Post Skip#Fortune No longer favored~ One Piece Pre Skip#We must keep moving// It' in our soul~HDM#You are paying for truths- not sweet words~Fantasy Realm#A kitten raised among wolves~Mafia#The world is beautiful here~Eva comfort aesthetics#Cypress wood and Phoenix Feather~ Harry Potter#I need to write this down!~Eva Musings#muse tags#J-Journal?What Journal!?~Eva's private musings#Do you see the real me?~Eva face claim posts#U-um...you didn't hear that did you?~Eva voice claim posts#We interrupt the fantasy for a moment~OOC
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if you’re taking requests maybe roadtrips with eren, jean, armin and connie?
road trips
oh my god this is the greatest idea i’ve ever heard.
eren, jean, armin, connie + road trips
(going on a road trip with all four of them at the end)
cw: fairly gender-neutral, modernverse, weed references
𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗷𝗮𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗿
eren insists on driving the whole time, no matter how long the trip is.
his phone is plugged into the aux because “my car, my rules” but he doesn’t complain when you unlock his phone and start picking songs.
forcing him to pull into a drive-through so he can eat real food, not just the 44 oz of mountain dew and monster energy he got from the gas station before you left.
hand-feeding him french fries.
playing i spy when it’s too dark to see anything, or on long highway stretches where the scenery doesn’t change.
“i spy... something blue.” “is it the sky?” “you’re so good at this, babe.”
it’s very easy to talk him into impulsive detours, even if they’re in the opposite direction – he may be the one driving, but he’s relying solely on you for instructions. just tell him where you’re going and he’ll take you there.
“___ is only a two hour drive from here! we should go!” “yeah? okay.”
driving with the windows down and enjoying the cool nighttime air.
car-camping in national parks – putting the seats down in the back and throwing together your bed for the night, sitting on the hood of his car to look at the stars with no light pollution, getting baked and watching a dumb show off his phone before going to sleep.
at this point, eren realizes he forgot to pack his phone charger so you’ve gotta share.
getting breakfast together. eren’s not a morning person, but he can’t be grumpy when you’re looking so cute and sleepy in one of his hoodies.
eren driving with one hand on the wheel and the other holding yours, occasionally lifting it up for a kiss as a silent thank you for being there with him. as if you’d dream of being anywhere else.
𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗶𝗻
listening to the radio to keep things spontaneous, usually the classic rock stations.
jean taking his hands off the wheel because he needs to air-bass along.
listening to true crime podcasts when the radio cuts out – it’s funny watching jean’s face twist up in disgust during crime scene details, and sometimes he yells in response as if the podcasters can hear him. you also play detective about who you think did it – loser buys food at the next stop.
music keeps things energetic at the start, but podcasts keep his mind stimulated when he’s been driving for a while.
the original plan is to split the driving, but you end up falling asleep with your face smushed against the window and jean doesn’t have the heart to wake you up. he doesn’t mind driving the rest of the way.
stopping for food every couple of hours to make sure you’re both eating properly, not just snacks. you do have plenty of snacks, though.
jean going "uh – excuse me” whenever you open a bag of something and sticking his hand out. he’s like a dad, he always needs a handful of whatever you’re having. sharing is caring.
jean always packs a lot of unnecessary things, and he will reserve the right to say i told you so when his double-hammock comes in handy.
limited stops along the way (minus food/gas/bathroom) – getting there relatively early means you can relax in the hotel room and maybe explore/go out for dinner later that night.
when you take over driving, jean is a big window-watcher and takes a lot of pictures of the mountains/scenery.
already making plans on cool things you can do on the way back, when you have no time restraints – day trips, scenic rest stops, hikes, etc.
𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘁
stopping at a starbucks first-thing to get drinks for the road (he makes sure to get some food too so you’re not just running off a venti iced coffee)
splitting the driving – armin is the better (and calmer) navigator so you usually take the first and final shift.
dozens of cute polaroids to put in your adventure scrapbook
researches fun (and romantic) things you can do when you get to your destination and reads them aloud to you. you come up with a plan together. that waterfall hike sounded really fun.
armin takes lots of videos because he likes making little montages for his socials
you’re in control of the music. armin likes when you show him new artists – he’ll slowly nod his head along and inevitably add the songs to his spotify. he really likes snail mail.
he takes over driving when you get tired – he likes holding your hand when he drives, or sometimes you’ll lean over and rest your hand on his thigh.
armin trying not to melt when you put on one of his hoodies for warmth – you have your own, but his are comfier and they smell like him.
silly games to pass time like i spy or looking for different license plates. it’s fun until armin gets clever and spies things like the mile marker from 10 miles back.
you insist you aren’t going to fall asleep because you wanna keep him company, but you end up curling into your pillow and dozing off mid-conversation. it’s adorable, and he doesn’t mind. he’ll usually turn on a podcast or an audiobook.
armin stays awake the whole time but it catches up with him once you reach your destination – all he wants to do is cuddle and rest up
𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿
leaving a day in advance or very early in the morning because you stop at every tourist attraction along the way.
scenic lookout? let’s go there. world’s biggest ball of yarn? fuck, count me in. meteor craters? already merging onto the exit. dinosaur bones? you read my mind.
picking up cool souvenirs along the way like geodes and stickers to put on his water bottle. maybe a funky lil alien to hang from the rearview mirror, along with his 20 tree air fresheners.
taking cute, cheesy pictures of and with each other – connie posing with his arms out like he’s holding the mountain, standing in front of national park signs, etc.
you collaborated on a road-trip playlist in advance (it’s 12 hours long)
somehow you end up listening to veggie tales or absolutely losing it until the car starts rocking to britney spears
"i love this song” to every song, as if he didn’t put it on the playlist
listening to connie sing along and butcher all the lyrics. impressive falsetto, though.
arsenal of snacks – more than you realistically need
screaming every time you see a new “welcome to ___” sign
“WELCOME TO ___!” “WOOOOOO!”
connie rocking the socks with slides. it’s comfortable.
pulling through drive throughs every once in a while for food, continuously forgetting to throw out the trash bag from your last stop.
𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺
stopping at the gas station to fill up the gas tank and stock up on snacks for the road – almost everything from the candy aisle, giant bags of doritos, slushies, energy drinks. nobody really thinks to get actual food.
the driving is split between eren “i’m serious, pull the fucking car over or i’m gonna piss myself, jean” jaeger and jean “eren stop honking my fucking horn, traffic won’t go any faster” kirstein. armin is the navigator because they’ll both get everyone lost.
everyone has their turn with the aux cord – until connie cracks himself up playing the same song over and over, then you have to pry it from eren’s cold, dead hands.
so many pictures
impulsive stops at tourist attractions.
playing dumb games to pass the time (quickly turns into replacing one word on each sign with “poop” because they’re all a bunch of children).
finally stopping at a diner later that night for real food
making it to the campsite and setting up tents and hammocks
getting baked around the campfire and telling spooky stories
connie complaining and scaring himself while he wanders off into the dark forest to find a spot to piss
smores (ofc)
going on group hikes and jumping into lakes/down waterfalls together. video of jean belly-flopping.
#attack on titan x reader#aot x reader#eren jaeger#eren jaeger x reader#eren x reader#eren yeager#eren yeager x reader#armin arlert#armin arlert x reader#armin x reader#jean kirstein x reader#jean kirstein#jean x reader#connie springer#connie springer x reader#connie x reader#my writing#mine#mystiiclevi requests
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#[vio] ➷ 𝒫𝓁𝒶𝓎𝑒𝓇 𝐹𝑜𝓊𝓇: 𝒜 𝐻𝑒𝓇𝑜'𝓈 𝑀𝒾𝓃𝒹 ➹#[blue] ➷ 𝒫𝓁𝒶𝓎𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝒽𝓇𝑒𝑒: 𝒜 𝐻𝑒𝓇𝑜'𝓈 𝐼𝓇𝑒 ➹#[red] ➷ 𝒫𝓁𝒶𝓎𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝓌𝑜: 𝒜 𝐻𝑒𝓇𝑜'𝓈 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 ➹#[green] ➷ 𝒫𝓁𝒶𝓎𝑒𝓇 𝒪𝓃𝑒: 𝒜 𝐻𝑒𝓇𝑜'𝓈 𝐿𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 ➹#[shadow] ➷ 𝒫𝓁𝒶𝓎𝑒𝓇 𝐹𝒾𝓋𝑒: ..... 𝑀𝓎 𝐹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 ➹#[ooc] ➷ 𝒞𝑜𝓂𝓂𝓊𝓃𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒢𝐵𝒜... 𝒫𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝒲𝒶𝒾𝓉... ➹#[ask] ➷ 𝒲𝒽𝓎 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝐼 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊? ➹#[promo] ➷ 𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝓃 𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒... ➹#[self promo] ➷ 𝐻𝓂? 𝐼𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝑒? ➹#[crack] ➷ 𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝒯𝒪𝐸!!! ➹#[dash commentary] ➷ 𝐿𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒞𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝒞𝑜𝓃𝓃𝑒𝒸𝓉𝑒𝒹! ➹#tag dump#[memes] ➷ 𝒜 𝒢𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝐼 𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒯𝑜 𝒲𝒾𝓃 ➹#[anon] ➷ 𝐻𝒾𝒹𝒹𝑒𝓃 𝐹𝒶𝒸𝑒𝓈 𝒮𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉 𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈 ➹#[mobile] ➷ 𝒫𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝐿𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝒜𝓉 𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒢𝐵𝒜 𝒮𝒸𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓃! ➹#[queue] ➷ 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒟𝒾𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝐵𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓋𝑒 𝑀𝑒? ➹#[zelda] ➷ 𝒩𝒶𝓎𝓇𝓊'𝓈 𝐿𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 ➹#[baseverse] ➷ 𝒪𝓃𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝐹𝑜𝓊𝓇 ➹#[modernverse] ➴ 𝑀𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒟𝑒𝓌 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒟𝑜𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑜𝓈 ➶#[smashverse] ➴ 𝒞𝓁𝒶𝓈𝒽 𝑜𝒻 𝒰𝓁𝓉𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒫𝓇𝑜𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈 ➶
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please PLEASE tell us more about modernverse Hand!Jaime being interviewed on television
Your wish, my dear, is my command. Inspired by these gifs.
Jaime took a sip of water during the commercial break of Good Morning, Westeros. The anchor, Melara Hetherspoon, kept pulling down the front of her blouse as she adjusted her microphone. Jaime gave her no mind; just mentally went over his notes for the interview. The Queen’s decision to change inheritance laws had not gone over well with some of the old families. As a Lannister, Jaime hoped his voice would carry weight.
The cameraman cued them in. Jaime brushed some lint from his shirt (which was blue, but that had no relation to Brienne’s eyes) and made sure his Hand pin was straight. Here we go.
“This morning, we’re joined by Hand to the Queen, Ser Jaime Lannister. Now, yesterday it was announced that Queen Brienne plans to change inheritance laws so the eldest child, regardless of gender, takes it all.”
“Yes, that’s true. Her Grace felt that, after legislation was put forth that her firstborn child – girl or boy – will inherit the throne, it was necessary to extend that to all Seven Kingdoms.”
Melara pursed her lips; her gaze sweeping across his muscular thighs. “And will these changes to inheritance start after a certain point?”
Jaime shook his head. “To an extent. Say if you’ve recently inherited lands or titles, but you’re the second or third born, we won’t be stripping those away. But, anyone who has yet to inherit will have to check their birth order.”
“Like you. Your sister is older than you, correct?”
He laughed. “A few minutes, yes, but under this new legislation, my sister, Cersei, will indeed get Casterly Rock.” She could keep it, too. Jaime had no interest in the large estate in Lannisport; nor his father’s company. His place was with the Queen for as long as she would have him. “The Queen believes that this is the future of Westeros, and I agree.”
“Speaking of the future of Westeros…” Jaime caught movement in the corner of his eye, and saw that the screen behind him had changed from the Good Morning, Westeros logo to a photograph of Brienne and Baratheon on one of their ‘dates’. “Is there anything you can tell me about the budding romance between the Queen and Renly Baratheon?”
Jaime cleared his throat. “Renly Baratheon is…” Unworthy. “…he’s a man. A gentleman. Other than that, I wouldn’t like to comment on the Queen’s personal relationships.”
“Of course, of course. I mean, I, personally, have become completely wrapped up in the fairytale of Queen Brienne and Renly Baratheon. You know, meeting at the ball when she was fifteen; them dancing together.”
“Yes, yes, I’ve–I’ve seen the picture.”
The screen behind him changed to that overused shot of a tall fifteen-year-old girl shoved into an ill-fitting pink dress, dancing with a boy three years older and a head shorter. How this was considered a fairytale, Jaime had no idea. What was truly romantic was being held for the first time in two years; a woman you did not know letting her cry on your shoulder as she trusted you, believed you. That was love. He was in love. Renly loved the limelight, nothing more.
“I’m sure you’re aware of the mass of fans on social media who are shipping these two.” Jaime was aware. Whilst once upon a time there had been a Master of Whispers, there was now a Master of Media Relations. Podrick, barely of age, kept Jaime up to date with net comments. “There is also a very small subset of royal fans who think there’s something going on between you and the Queen!”
Be calm. Be cool. You are on live television, Jaime. Do not give anything away. He slipped on the mask he had grown comfortable wearing whilst he had served Aerys Targaryen, and lightly chuckled. “Well, everyone has to have a hobby, I suppose!”
Laughing herself, Melara quickly turned to the camera and introduced the next segment. Jaime didn’t stop smiling until he was in the green room. Fuck. Fuck. How, in all Seven Hells, had people started to suspect his feelings for Brienne?
#braime#jaime x brienne#eldritch-beau#mine: paragraph prompts#ship: braime#tv: game of thrones#fic: modern queen brienne verse
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✔ for blue bird! or any of them really
A quick and easy plotting guide
Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!
My muse(s): Blue Bird
Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other
Pre-established relationships? yes (We already are pretty much establishing them!) | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other
Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!
We do have already a thread of their first meeting (and I laugh because I realize that I wasn’t sure which verse I’d be using so I unintentionally made Blue Bird blind when in his modernverse I made him not blind- but i’ll work with this for now LOL :^) ) but!!! I can definitely see them both being partners in a way! THey work well with each other, but I can also see the struggle between the investigator and the wolf!
He’s not THAT knowledgeable in the supernatural and all, but he knows how to dig up information he otherwise can’t get, so I can see them both pushing and pulling each other in terms of who is telling the truth and building that trust with each other!
As for relationships and all, I can see them working up towards friendship level definitely u v u !!! For romance level, potentially! Blue bird isn’t hard to romance with (compared to the other muses on here COUGHS) but i’m sure she’ll see how much of a charmer he is LOL
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uhh modernverse notes...verse name still pending...
Runs on the concept of an urban fantasy sort of setting in that Brunestud is still very much a cosmic vampire (though he can most closely be classified an "alien with vampiric tendencies", a distinction he makes to anyone close enough to him to know he's far from human), and is old as dirt -- however, he's more integrated with human society, having simply ended up living among them ages ago.
He's still quite...anxious and halting in regards to his interactions with people, and is noted for having a seemingly very regal bearing. No one's really sure what his first name is, usually knowing his kids more than they know him (Arcueid being a college student studying theology and living abroad, only home on rare occasions to check in, and Altrouge being at home whenever her boarding school has a break -- she's known around the neighborhood for her...interesting white cat that acts much more like a dog, and is usually taken on walks by her or her father), and he has groceries and other things delivered. He seems to work from home, and is seen as the neighborhood recluse. Also notable is that no one can place Brunestud's age, unsure if he's in his 30s or over 40, often gauging their guesses by the ages of his children.
also, if you ask the kids, they'll mention having "lived all over, a lot" -- the sprawling white-and-blue fairy tale three story home they live in (in its unspecified locale) is only the most recent.
as a final note, depending on who I'm interacting with in modernverse threads, I'll be alternating between rl faceclaim icons and my standard manga fc icons. (I'll also be adding more verses where I do the same.)
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𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐒.
TAGGED BY : @cognoscente ( aka a babe )
TAGGING : @peridans @wantlonger @russicnrat @timejvmped @theywillnotfade
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE .
NAME. Tatiana Nikolaevna Romanova / Татьяна Николаевна Романова
EYE COLOUR. a stormy grey-blue, quite dark
HAIR STYLE / COLOUR. a rich chestnut brown, which naturally grows in loose curls, though she keeps it tamed in an updo most of the time. after an illness during her teenage years, she was required to shave her head, and it grew back in a bit thicker and a bit straighter ; in modernverse, she prefers to wear her hair cut to her shoulders, because it’s more practical.
HEIGHT. 5′7″ / 170cm
CLOTHING STYLE. a very elegant style of dress --- tatiana is very good at keeping up with the latest fashions and picking out clothes that flatter her. she is fond of light-colored / pastel dresses, practical but fashionable clothing such as blouses and skirts, and quite enjoys her hat collection.
BEST PHYSICAL FEATURE. she has wide-set eyes, almost catlike in their structure ; ocasionally her gaze can get very intense. upon looking at her, it’s hard not to notice her eyes first. she also has, like, really great bone structure.
LAYER TWO : THE INSIDE .
FEARS. very afraid of failure --- namely, of letting the people who believe / rely on her down. she also doesn’t like it when situations are out of her control ; it leaves her feeling helpless, groping for any shred of control she can find. she is very afraid of being alone, though this is the one she won’t admit to herself ; tatiana’s worst-case-scenario would be to be left without her family, or anyone who loves her.
GUILTY PLEASURE. she doesn’t have many... but she is fond of romance stories, a bit of escapist fiction. it’s something she beats herself up for, more than anything else, because she knows fantasizing about love and adventure isn’t practical... but she’s a young woman, she has to daydream sometimes.
BIGGEST PET PEEVE. people who take nothing seriously. people who boss her around. mosquitoes. sour lemon water.
AMBITIONS FOR THE FUTURE. honestly, tatiana doesn’t have many plans for the future. she’s very focused on the here-and-now, on doing what she can in the moment... but her ideal future would be one surrounded by her family, with everyone happy and in good health. she doesn’t focus on herself in this hypothetical situation... but, ideally, tatiana would like to stand right beside them, as essential and loved as ever. maybe she’d have her own family, her own love story --- she’d really like that. ( the one ambition she won’t allow herself to dwell on is pursuing medicine after the war, becoming a nurse, or even a doctor like princess gedroits... she pushes this away because it’s impossible. )
LAYER THREE : THOUGHTS .
FIRST THOUGHTS UPON WAKING UP. what time is it? is anyone ( ortino, olga ) still asleep in the room with me? then, she’ll usually lie still for a few moments, waking herself up by going over her schedule for the day.
WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT MOST. juggling her busy schedule, the latest operations / patients at the hospital, family matters, religion, ‘why are my sisters shrieking at each other today’
WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT BEFORE BED. she usually lets her thoughts wander until they turn to syrup --- this is the only time she really allows herself to daydream.
WHAT YOUR BEST QUALITY IS. when she commits herself to a person or thing, she is endlessly devoted to it. tatiana works herself much too hard, but she’s devoted ; when she resolves on doing something, she does it, and never leaves anything halfway finished. she also has a very cool head under pressure, and is able to assert herself when necessary.
LAYER FOUR : WHAT’S BETTER ?
SINGLE OR GROUP DATES. preferably a single date, just to get to know the other person better... but she’s not above dragging a sister or two along as back-up. ( anastasia the chaos demon is never invited on her group dates. )
TO BE LOVED OR RESPECTED. she would definitely rather be respected... but for her accomplishments, and what she has done to help others, rather than just her status as grand duchess. respect must be earned, or else it means nothing.
BEAUTY OR BRAINS. oh gosh. she wants to say brains, but it would be a lie to claim looks don’t mean anything to her. they certainly do.
DOGS OR CATS. ... like. as a person, she’s a cat, but she personally prefers dogs.
LAYER FIVE : DO YOU …
LIE. ‘of course not,’ she declares, very indignantly, while l y i n g .
BELIEVE IN YOURSELF. she has a very quiet self-confidence which carries her through most challenging situations.
BELIEVE IN LOVE. absolutely! a part of her is frightened to admit it, because she knows she may not ever get to be in love --- royal marriages are often arranged, and she doubts she’ll ever have a love story like her parents --- but tatiana super believes in it.
WANT SOMEONE. ... very much so, yes. tatiana really wants to fall in love and be loved back, even if she’d not holding her breath for it.
LAYER SIX : EVER BEEN …
BEEN ON STAGE. never. not even to give a speech. a giant theatre, thousands of eyes all focused on her? she would die.
DONE DRUGS. never. she’s much too responsible.
CHANGED WHO YOU WERE TO FIT IN. not... not really. tatiana has always been herself, but she was very much shaped by her unique upbringing. she became the woman her family needed her to be ( at least, that’s the way she saw it ) and would gladly change herself, suppressing any negative emotion, were it what was necessary to ensure her family’s happiness.
LAYER SEVEN : FAVORITES .
FAVOURITE COLOR. lavender
FAVOURITE ANIMAL. can she literally say her own dog? tatiana loves dogs ( and most animals, honestly ) but no one can beat ortino.
FAVOURITE FOOD. raspberries, blackberries... any food featuring those two is 10/10 in her books. pastries? yogurts? in modern verse, she’s probably a real fan of greek yogurt.
FAVOURITE GAME. she’s fond of board games with her siblings.
LAYER EIGHT : AGE .
DAY YOUR NEXT BIRTHDAY WILL BE. June 10
HOW OLD WILL YOU BE. mmm... historically, she doesn’t live past 21, so...
DOES AGE MATTER. yes, it really does to her. as a teenager, she had crushes on men in their twenties, but as she approaches that age herself, she could never see her falling for someone too young, or too old. emotional maturity matters more to her than age, but it does matter.
LAYER NINE : IN A PERSON .
BEST PERSONALITY. someone reliable, with a sharp mind and pleasant manners. someone thoughtful, who keeps their promises. she’s naturally drawn to people who make her laugh, even if she doesn’t realize it.
BEST EYE COLOUR. she has a fondness for blue, but has always found brown eyes beautiful.
BEST HAIR COLOUR. darker, a rich brown or black shade.
BEST THING TO DO WITH A PARTNER. talk to them. find a confidante in them, and understand each other soul to soul.
LAYER TEN : FINISH THE SENTENCE .
I LOVE. my family, more than anything else.
I FEEL. as though there aren���t enough hours in the day.
I HIDE. the feelings I am not sure how to understand
I MISS. the happy moments, as soon as they have flown away.
I WISH. to one day live a life without pain, without fear, where I and the people I love can be happy.
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Hoï! Here to know how Dream feels to be in the Dream tournament! And also what his friends (and brother) think about it instead?
nice day❣️
ps: And hope you will show us more modernverse stuff ( I love this universe )
[There was another ask going alone the lines of: "I hope Dream doesn't feel too stressed out about the tournament. Seems like he's having fun!" But I am idiot and answered and deleted the ask by accident, apologies anon qwq]
Traditional art cuz I was at schhol- (ignore the faded killer on the top left)
#ask modern verse#undertale#undertale au#modern verse#modern verse blog#modern au#dream sans#nightmare sans#ask-modern-verse#answered asks#modern blue#modern!blue#modern dream#modern!dream#modern nightmare#modernverse#modern!nightmare#modern ink#modern!ink#modern error#modern!error#error sans#ink sans#blue sans#killer sans#mordern!killer#modern killer#dream tournament
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Bellarke + caught in the rain (canon/modernverse) please if you're still accepting requests/prompts. Thank you!! 💕
Yes I am still accepting prompts! I’m hoping to do at least one ficlet a day for the whole week.
It had been threatening to rain all day.
Days like this made the students squirrelly, between the oppressive humidity and the low rumble of thunder in the distance. Bellamy had to break up two almost-fights and three separate inappropriate-for-the-venue makeout sessions against the lockers, and all in all he was grateful when the day was over.
Of course, the end of the day had other perks. Clarke liked to do her grading before she went home— she sort of had to with some projects, since carting home 60 different bowls would be quite the project— so shortly after debate practice wrapped up, she would be waiting outside his door so they could walk to their cars together. It started accidentally, with the two of them discovering they were leaving at the same time each day, but now it was easily his favorite part of the day.
Bellamy shooed the last student out and thunder cracked ominously. The storm was drawing nearer, and the light outside had dimmed considerably. “Think we’ll make it home before the storm hits?” Clarke asked, leaning against his door.
“Does it matter? Are you going home in a horse and buggy?” he asked without looking up from his bag.
She rolled her eyes at him. “Just making conversation.”
“Since when are we weather people? We have more interesting things to talk about.”
Clarke waited while he locked his room door. “Like how you’re kind of a jackass?” she teased.
“Yes, like that.” Bellamy took her duffle bag from her hand and like always, she protested.
“I can carry my own damn bags, Bellamy.”
“I know,” he shrugged. “But as long as I refuse to join the staff volleyball team, this is how I’ll make up for it.”
“You should—”
“Volleyball is a terrible sport and I’ll never play it so stop asking,” he said, heading off a familiar argument.
Clarke sighed and nudged him with her elbow, but when they opened the door to the parking lot, they both drew up short. In the time it had taken them to walk from the social studies department to the staff parking lot the clouds had opened up. It was pouring, torrential wave after torrential wave turning the parking lot into a minor lake. Rivulets ran off the small overhang, creating mini-waterfalls between them and their cars. “Well, shit,” Clarke deadpanned. Bellamy groaned and grabbed the door behind them before it closed, but Clarke rested her hand on his arm. “What are you doing?”
“Going..inside?” he replied.
“It’s rain, Bellamy, not lava,” she chided. And then before he realized what she was doing, she’d tossed her bag against the brick wall and darted out into the downpour. She stopped and tipped her face up to the rain, arms spread wide, grinning.
“What the hell are you doing?” he yelled over the din of the rain. Thunder rumbled, but no lightning followed.
“Something I’ve always wanted to do!” she yelled back, spinning around. The water beat down on her shoulders, turning her dark blue shirt just transparent enough that he could make out the outline of her black bra. He darted his eyes away, wishing he didn’t notice things like that about her. Life would be much easier if she was just Clarke Griffin: Coworker instead of Clarke Griffin: Object of His Affection. Clarke sauntered over to him, grinning mischievously. “Come on, Bellamy. It’s just rain. What are you, chicken?” She stomped her foot into a puddle and sent a wave of water up his leg. He squawked in protest and jumped back, making her giggle.
Bellamy hesitated for half a second and then tossed both his bag and her duffle down, running out after her. Rain splattered his face and flattened his curls to his forehead. She had a small headstart on him but he caught her quickly, banding his arm around her waist. They spun with their combined momentum, Clarke’s peals of laughter echoing off the windowless walls behind them.
Bellamy set her down, both of them breathless. Her chest heaved with laughter and her eyes sparkled, and for once in his life he threw caution to the wind.
She inhaled sharply when he took her face in his hands, but the moment their lips met she tangled her hands in his hair and opened her mouth to him. It was stupid and reckless and probably against district policy but Bellamy didn’t give a damn, because kissing Clarke in the pouring rain was the best thing he’d ever done.
When they finally let go, Clarke’s eyes had gone hazy. “What— what was that?” she asked in a low, hoarse voice he wanted to hear every day for the rest of his life.
He tucked a wet lock of hair behind her ear and pressed their foreheads together. “Something I’ve always wanted to do.”
A/N: don’t @ me about volleyball. It’s the worst.
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Bellarke Fic Recs to Help Survive the Hiatus (Part 1/?)
Hi pals! I’ve been wanting to share my own fanfic recommendations for a while now, since these kinds of posts always help me discover new stories I probably wouldn’t have found on my own. Then I realized that I have way too many favourites, and decided to turn this little thing into a series.
I’m starting off with some older gems, split into canonverse/canon-related AUs and modernverse/other AUs. These are the stories that got me back into reading fanfic, and I’m sure they’ve all been recommended to you before. If you’ve read all of these, don’t worry! I’ll be sharing all my newly-discovered favourites in future posts, and there are lots of them.
ALL-TIME FAVOURITES: CANONVERSE AND CANON-RELATED AU
Survivor’s Guilt by LaughingSenselessly
102k | Bellamy and Clarke are the last of their people.
What is a fic rec post without Survivor’s Guilt? Bellamy and Clarke are the only Sky People left, and after honouring everyone they’ve lost at the dropship, they set out together. The ending they (and we) deserve.
Meet Me in the Morning by monroeslittle
25k | Groundhog Day AU set in season 1.
MMITM was the first Bellarke fic I ever read, and for that, it’ll always have a special place in my heart. Clarke is trapped in a time loop, reliving the same day over and over again, and quickly discovers that she isn’t the only one.
In My House on the Hill (there is room for you still) by monroeslittle
24k | Clarke meets Bellamy on the Ark.
Clarke works at the clinic, and Bellamy is the guard on duty. The timeline pretty much follows pre-season 1 canon, but with some changes since Bellarke meet each other sooner. My favourite Ark AU.
Stars In The Water, Blood On Our Hands by grumpybell
57k | Grounder Bellamy AU.
If you love grounder AUs, this is the fic for you. The Ark knows there are people on Earth, and they send Clarke down to spy on them. She’s not supposed to fall in love with one of them. I love this portrayal of grounder Bellamy so, so much.
our hearts are oceans, our ribs are cages by oseastarved
21k | Canon divergence set in season 2.
A truce is made with Mt. Weather and the 47 are released. Hunting trips, wintertime, angst, Bellarke being soft, Bellarke being hot, all that good stuff.
Morton’s Fork by Quentanilien
7k | Set during the season 1 finale.
Instead of Finn, Clarke is the one who runs after Bellamy during the battle at the dropship. I absolutely love fics set during season 1, and this is a great one!
Love Will Come Through by monroeslittle
55k | Arranged marriage AU.
The Ark split into two settlements when the Sky People came to the ground. Clarke must marry someone from the other camp to solidify an alliance.
ALL-TIME FAVOURITES: MODERNVERSE AND OTHER AU
How You Stay Alive by LaughingSenselessly
88k | Reincarnation AU.
Nine lifetimes where Bellamy and Clarke keep meeting. This story is as iconic as Survivor’s Guilt for me.
Sleight of Hand by prosciutto
56k | Heist AU.
If you like Six of Crows, you’ll love this fic. (And if you've never read Six of Crows, this will make you want to.) Enemies to friends to lovers Bellarke as the delinquents try to pull off an impossible heist.
Double Infinity by asroarke
142k | Revenge-inspired AU.
The Blake siblings want justice for what happened to their mother, and they have a plan. Using Clarke isn’t supposed to be part of it, but Bellamy has to improvise. The twists and turns in this story are so wild that you’ll come away from chapters feeling like you just watched a Shonda Rhimes show.
Weave Me A Myrtle Crown by AJRedfern
79k | Modern setting, reincarnation AU, Roman mythology. (Unfinished)
Firefighter Bellamy, paramedic Clarke, and mysterious dreams of a past life where they are Vulcan and Venus. Angst like you’ve never experienced before.
Emergency Contacts by wanheda_two_heda
14k | Modern setting.
Based on a prompt where person A accidentally has person B’s number set as their emergency contact. Bellamy gets a call from the hospital about an unnamed girl in an accident, but it’s not Octavia, it’s Clarke. He doesn’t know her, but he stays anyway. This fic makes my heart melt, you guys.
This is a Song About Somebody Else by grumpybell
34k | Apocalypse AU.
A more modern post-apocalyptic world, roadtripping, and all the best tropes. Clarke and Bellamy growing as individuals and as partners, with incredible characterization and relationship development.
i know you see in black and white (so i’ll paint you a clear blue sky) by acrossthesky_instars
22k | Hades and Persephone AU. (Unfinished)
Clarke is queen of the Underworld, the commander of Death. They take girls every fifty years, and when Octavia is next, Bellamy trades his life for hers. In a place where everything is black and white, Clarke and Bellamy begin to see colour in each other.
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Tbh Tahno dyeing his hair in Modernverse to get that plum-blue glossy color
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Bring It On Home
*click through to read on ao3
written by: S / @kinetic-elaboration
prompt: Modernverse AU with either Clarke and Murphy or Clarke and Miller as super close friends! I know it’s super general and I honestly don’t care what happens in the fic but I love both those dynamics and I don’t see it enough! Thank you! for anonymous
word count: 10751
The Victorian houses in the nice part of town
His mother's ex-boyfriend gets Bellamy a summer job on his construction crew, fixing up the Police Chief's house. From what Bellamy can see, it doesn't need much fixing. But it's getting a new roof anyway, and a new coat of paint, and a remodeled kitchen, and he's getting paid by the hour, so he can't complain. The job starts at the beginning of June, a week after he graduates from high school, eleven weeks before he leaves for NYU.
A little before noon on his first day, he takes his thermos of coffee out to the sidewalk across the street from the house, sits down and slings his arms around his bent knees. He tilts his head back and takes in the angle of the sun, nearly directly above him and washing out the sky to a blue so pale it's almost white. A high breeze rustles through the leaves on the trees. The clouds above, thin and wispy streaks of white, pull to pieces and drift free.
Bellamy doesn't make it often to this part of town: the nice part, the Victorian houses up in the hills, with their wraparound porches and real shutters, most of them three stories tall. Later, the sun will move toward the horizon and the leaves from the trees will throw shapes and patterns on the mint green and dark yellow and off-white of the housefronts, and Bellamy, standing on the front porch of Captain Miller's house, will see this perfect angle of the light and feel something, some weight perhaps that was dragging him down, come loose in his chest and fall away. There will be sweat on the bridge of his nose and on his forehead, and a slight ache in his back, from doing work he isn't used to, and his feet will feel too large in their shoes.
Right now, though, he's unaware of that handful of seconds but only of the birdsong from the trees and the first scorch of summer sun, and he's thinking about the rest of his coffee break and the rest of his day. He takes another long drink. He's in the in-between time now, not a student anymore or yet again, still living in his mother's house on the other side of town, with the creaky back step and his sister's music always blaring too loud from behind her closed door. He grinds his heel down on a stray bit of stone and listens to it crunch, feels the slide and scrape of it against the pavement through the sole of his boot.
What he does not know is that the weight is already coming loose. It will fall in the afternoon as he stands on the porch and watches the Mayor's daughter, who lives across the street, as she bikes home late from her last day of school. She's wearing the light blue button-down shirt and plaid skirt of her fancy private school, her backpack, a dark blue, on her back. The sun raises yellow-white highlights in her hair. And she's laughing. She's riding slow so the boy walking next to her can keep up, and so she passes by him like a movie played in slow motion: a moment, like the shadows that in their angle signal the ending of his day, that will burn into his brain. When she stops her bike and dismounts, she turns to look at him, and before he knows what he's doing, he raises his hand at her and smiles.
She smiles back. That's how it starts.
continue reading on ao3
#bffnet#bellarke fanfiction#prompts#bffwritingteam#wt: s#a: kinetic elaboration#title: bring it on home#oneshots#complete modern au#summer#friends to lovers#fluff
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