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south-sea · 4 months
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drops of light
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brainrotgobrrrr · 1 year
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EXPLAING MY SILLY LITTLE WARRIOR CATS AU (WARNING FOR LONG POST)
HI!!! I realized that my AU of WC being able to use "tools" is sort of confusing, so i'll explain! ft extra info
"Tools" are objects that are commonly used in the clans, these items are: sticks (used for broken bone braces, ear piercing, cooking, smashing herbs, etc)
Tools can be used by any cat, however, senior warriors mainly use them, but apprentices and normal warriors can.
You might ask, "Wait, ear piercings?" Yes! Medicine cats are allowed to pierce the ears of cats, using a sharpened and washed stick, the cats desired item is then mounted onto a small stick and stuck through the ear hole.
Cats can cook, using the traditional method of using a stick and rubbing it against a rock. However, most eat their food raw.
They have a form of instruments, a kind of drums, (made from rabbit hide and wood, it makes sound from holes in bottom) A guitar, using wood and fallen whiskers. large hole in the middle.
Instruments are used during ceremonies.
Medicine cats often use water and poultices to wash out infections.
For trans cats, gender reassignment surgery is an option, but it takes multiple hours. ( over 3 hours)
trans cats are given herbs after their surgery to increase their desired gender chemical.
They also are supposed to stay inside the medicine den and keep infection out by washing the surgery sight (with medicine cat supervison)
If a cat doesn't like their name, they could change it to something that fits them more, and declining a given name isn't frowned upon.
Body braces, for joints or broken bones are a reccomendation if the cat is extreme pain (if a cat dislocated their wrist and the medics put it back, they could risk wrist pain)
Same sex couples are allowed, but a surrogate must be used if they want kits.
Apprentices do not a have "assigned age" they become a warrior at, they become a warrior when they are ready. Same goes for Medic's
Medicine cats used thin cobwebs at stiches.
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civetside · 4 months
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TLT game night
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apotheosisyphean · 2 years
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im not truly obsessed with a piece of media until ive made band au content for it
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tintinology · 1 year
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Modern AU where Tintin's editor begs him to please stay out of trouble for a little while after his latest adventure lands him in the hospital (again) and people take to Twitter to accuse the newspaper of endangering its employees for the sake of profit
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paladibun · 11 months
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Very stupid ooc trans byler doodles
1st: Transmasc!Byler
2nd: Transfem!Mike + Agender!Will that does drag
3rd: ambiguous nonbinary Byler
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scrimblyscrorblo · 17 days
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Modern AU lmao- I think they’re a bit on-again and off-again and also Yuzuka snores so fucking loud I think.
Michiha just wants to sleep TT
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lovinglenore · 11 months
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nevermore modern!au headcanons i have! this idea won from the last poll. (:
montresor has a tongue piercing. done deal.
eulalie loves collecting little trinkets! whether it be shiny bottle cops or rusted necklace chains, it's hers now. 100% crow energy.
morella would take a gaelic language course if it was offered in school. i feel if she was irish, she would want to be more in touch with her ancestral roots and culture.
pluto's major in university would be history with a minor in latin studies!
i can imagine berenice maybe playing some type of sport as a hobby. maybe softball?
lenore and duke would definitely be the students who write on the inside of bathroom stalls. probably got a whole conversation going on with three different people.
annabel lee definitely forced her father to join in on her tea parties as a child.
ada, sweet ada. she does not have a green thumb, so she would end up killing every plant she's tried to grow.
if prospero were forced to work in a group project, he would end up just taking over and doing everything himself because the others aren't doing it right.
theo would be an orchestra kid since he plays the violin. lenore was forced to take piano lessons as a child.
will would run a secret fan tumblr blog dedicated to his favorite franchise of movies or books. when asked about it, he denies it.
as a summer job, duke would perform as a magician for little kids' birthday parties.
annabel lee? hates baths. lenore? loves them.
morella and eulalie LOVE scrapbooking!
morella 🫱🏻‍🫲🏽 mom jeans.
many of these are pretty tame, so i hoped you enjoyed them! i may write seperate headcanons for annabel lee's group and the misfits. ♡
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meamiiikiii · 19 days
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Hello. I haven't spoken much on the Reverse Entry AU (Modern Office + Reverse Isekai Loop AU). That changes today!!! Have some scattered (relatively long) tidbits on this AU. Mainly background to actually get to the office part of it but, yea!
If anyone wants elaboration on anything on this list, and I do mean anything, I encourage asking!! Or any random questions on the AU general!! Or just things in general!! Make me think about things I have not considered!!
Spoilers for all of ISAT + 2Hats and the like:
Mainly Concrete
The Country -> The Company.
Well, more of a family storefront, but the similarity in those two words next to each other was too good to pass up LOL.
Said storefront was run by Siffrin’s parents, and was their life's work.
Specialized in niche craft related stuff, in both teaching people how to do them & selling materials for the crafts. 
It was a very warm & homely store, and was adored by locals and visitors alike. 
A store that felt comforting to just vibe in for a bit, if that makes sense.
Loop ends up being Siffrin’s roommate after being reverse isekai’ed :)
They do not help with rent
They are a solid night light, which they try to justify as helping with the electricity bill
They also find a mirror shortly after arrival. 
Important Points
Mirabelle & Isabeau have known each other since University and are besties!!!!!!!!!
Not 100% sure of the logistics yet, but this was too important of a point to not include
Additionally, please know at some point, Isa custom stitched the scarf-shawl Mira wears to work all the time now, and gifted it to her!
He is also responsible for the fun pattern on the vest he wears all the time too!
Bonnie, whenever they are hanging around, makes sure to sneak onto Nille’s computer, and block out time between meetings for time to breathe / snacks for the others
And they also make sure to block out like an hour of time for proper lunches as well
Back to back to back to back meetings are not fun!!!
Breaks are important!!!
I have mentioned this in a different post, but this too, is a very important point to not include here as well
Location of Living
Mirabelle & Siffrin live in the same apartment complex, but on opposite sides of it
They have briefly interacted a few times prior to being coworkers? 
But Siffrin had his hair dyed for interviews for a long time
So Mirabelle didn’t realize it was him for a while, since he started growing out the dye before formally meeting in a work environment
Siffrin simply forgor
Isabeau lives relatively close-by to where Mira & Sif live, he visits Mira sometimes!!
He may or may not have also interacted with Siffrin two (2) times prior to working together due to the above point
Nille & Bonnie live around the area Siffrin used to live before he had to move, and have resided in that area for a long time
They technically were neighbors, at one point!
Odile lives closer to the office than everyone else 
Shorter commute for in-office days 
But still in the general vicinity of everyone else's abodes ofc
Hiring Order
Mirabelle has been working in the office the longest (interned two years in a row, and was formally hired right out of University)
Isabeau is next after since he got a referral off of Mira (interned for one year before graduation, then was hired at the same time Mirabelle was)
Odile was hired to replace Euphrasie (previous senior manager to their team who got a promotion, she’s now director of the regional office)
Siffrin was hired a bit after Odile when they got more capacity, since what they were originally doing was way too much for just three people LOL
Apparently, he got a referral from someone internally, but has no idea about it!
Nille was hired a little bit after Siffrin was
She only agreed upon the role if she was granted the flexibility to pick up Bonnie from school whenever
Random RPG Equivalence Hour
Turn Based Combat = Emails 
Whether it be waiting for data to start processes, answering inquiries, so on and so forth
Sometimes those turns take literal days
It happens!
Being Frozen / Damaged = Program Freezing 
This goes for any program being used
If it freezes it inflicts small damage
It inflicts more damage if it crashes
It makes you cry on the floor if the program crashes and you can’t recover any of what you did for the past hour
It makes you regret all of your life decisions up to this moment in time if it crashes, you can’t recover anything, and you have a presentation on the stuff you were working on in 15 minutes
Misc Meetings
Mirabelle writes fanfic
Isabeau knows about this and supports her in her endeavors
Odile has read some of her works, but does not know she wrote them irl
At some point prior to working together, Mirabelle & Odile became mutuals and started trading book / fanfic recommendations to one another
Odile had a brief stint as a bartender prior to working for the office
Mainly to earn some form of income while applying for jobs / waiting for prior certifications to process and transfer properly after moving from another country
In one or another, she met Isabeau and Siffrin at separate intervals while working there
Additionally, the bar is located close to the office. A lot of happy hours happen there. It ended up serving as a networking opportunity for her LMAO
Both Nille and Bonnie moved around a lot when they were younger
At different intervals, Nille went to the same high schools as both Mirabelle & Isabeau
Nille has probably worked a lot of jobs throughout high school / university
This includes working at the same place Odile worked at for a bit, they were probably coworkers there at some point.
Maybe not necessarily a bartender but, general staff
Again, this served as a networking opportunity similar to the Odile segment ASFASDASDA
Um????
Loop somehow ends up becoming a vtuber.
Loop somehow ends up being a vtuber for the company the team works under, akin to Tony the Tiger.
Loop does this vtuber gig for approximately one (1) stream and quits right after.
((loop decided their first stream was a nuzlocke for some reason. the crafts company literally didnt ask them to. they decided this on their own volition for no apparent reason. the company literally asked for a stream where they do crafts?? anyway they named their pokemon after the party. and. well.))
As I am Indecisive, this still has a chance for change! But for now this list is slightly ordered from “concrete in my mind” to “need to let simmer more probably, but the vibes are there” to “probably not but it is a bit of a funny to consider” (this only applies to the last loop segment ASDAFA)
But yea!! Thanks for reading the ramblings :)
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south-sea · 1 year
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thinking too much
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ambrosiagourmet · 1 month
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i'm plagued by like a terrible crystal clear idea for an AU that I'll never write and would need way more context to be Anything but is still evocative enough to make me go oughhhhh I Want it.
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kedicatt-cotl · 10 months
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Hey Narinder! Take this grimace shake
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Slides this doodle out for a bit
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saltycryptid · 1 year
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Ring Fighter AU Soap and Ghost!
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tanoraqui · 8 months
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Oooh maybe Mafia and Balckmail for the ask game? With Elrond? Only of you feel like it, no pressure or anything.
[send me 1-3 tropes + 2-3 characters!]
Elrond opened his eyes and saw what should have been an unused surgery room. The plaster on the walls was broken, the pipes in the ceiling were exposed—it was the east wing of the hospital, roped off for renovations that had been "in progress" the entire time he'd been a med student here.
But there were lights on, tools laid out, a patient on the surgery table in front of him—no, a body. That woman was fresh from the morgue, her body bag discarded in the corner. Other bags (full? empty?) lay on the floor nearby. On the counter by the sink was a stack of portable freezer boxes.
"Oh, you're organ-harvesting," Elrond said. That did explain the pattern of missing and mutilated corpses.
There was a clatter behind him as his captor startled at his words. Elrond did tend to wake up unusually quickly—though really, who wouldn't, when handcuffed to an uncomfortable hospital chair?
Dr. Inglewood regained her dropped scalpel held it as a threat as she stalked into view.
"Yes," she said. "But if you know what's good for you, you'll keep quiet about it—or whatever dismal neighborhood your scholarship affords rent in will have another random mugging-gone-wrong, and I'll make a mint off of the fresh organs of a caucasian male age 18 to 35." She sneered. "With your 'family connections', nobody will even blink."
Elrond wiggled his wrists in his handcuffs. They were tight.
"They probably wouldn't," he admitted. "And I like all my organs where they are."
"Smart boy—"
The magnetic lockpick Elrond had tucked into his cuff earlier clicked through the pin on the cuffs. Without losing a second, he leapt up and swung the loose cuffs at Dr. Inglewood's head. She dodged by stumbling back, squawking with alarm. In her distraction, Elrond swept her knees out from under her, grabbed her scalpel, flipped it around and put it to the nape of her neck while he knelt and wrestled her arms up behind her back.
He said, conversationally, "But I don't really think you're thinking through the implications of 'kidnapped and raised by the Fëanorian Mob' either. Ma'am, you are not dealing with an amateur."
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sunflowersoldat · 1 year
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Guide to Cheating Death Chapter 2 (Terror)
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Series summary: Imagine living in the modern world, your nightmares are only figments of folklore. Werewolves & Vampires don’t exist. Neither do flesh eating Ghouls, Elves or Spirits, Magic? Yeah that's impossible, a distant what-if… 
Only it’s not.
This is a mature fantasy series with 18+ themes, along with horror aspects, violence, light gore, & smut. We follow two friends(two readers) Sunshine and Terror in their fight to survive in this new reality.
Chapter Warnings: mild language, semi-apocalyptic world setting.
Word Count: 1469
A/N: I hope ya'll enjoy, feedback is always appreciated, even if its just you telling me your favorite part! 💕
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Terror-
Almost like an internal alarm, you rouse from your nap in the grass next to Sunshine, the sun almost completely set. She is looking out towards the horizon, through the narrow slits in your eyes– not wanting to fully wake– you can see a far-away look in her eyes, beside her you can make out the minor details of a male, his auburn hair wisping around him.
You shut your eyes completely again, content on letting them talk until the sun is long gone for the evening as Flynn pulls Sun’s attention back to the here and now, you adjust your grip on the knife clutched in your hand, tucked under the weight of your head. You listen to the world around you, really listen, it's almost as if the night itself speaks to you. Your hearing is exceptional, for a human, you chalked it up to spending too much time hunting, normally straining and training your ears to pick up the slightest changes in the environment. Back in Boston it was the only way to survive, the gang, more like a cult you were taken by, had tried to force werewolf blood down people's throats, trying in vain to give themselves an ounce of the beast's power.
Gangs were always doing crazy shit like that, before they realized it was futile and were eventually run out of the city, turned into some variant of beast, or massacred. They worshiped all the beasts like they were the old gods, slaughtering their own people to appease them, throwing themselves at their feet… You were fortunate Sun had come to look for you, without her help, you probably wouldn't be here. Your best friend since childhood, the literal sunshine to your gloom, opposites in almost every way–
Crunch. Huff. Huff. Snap.
Your body's in motion before your brain catches up with the impending threat, your hand slipping over Sun’s mouth behind you, her hot breath seeping into your leather glove. You crouch in front of her, your body shielding hers, not that she needs your protection, it's just a habit. The knife you were nursing is held defensively in front of you. Behind you, you can almost feel Flynn’s movements, as he unsheathed his bow.
Your eyes are trained on the seam where the giant oaks and evergreens meet the rolling plains, you feel the warmth of the sun fading from your skin. The woods fall pindrop silent, but you know better, you can almost feel the beating of their hearts through the ground and soles of your boots, vibrating through your body. Then the shadows move, the last few rays of sunlight gleam in their eyes as they prowl closer. Your heart pounds in your chest, the two of you had stayed out in the open too long, your scents probably drifted too far outside of the camp and the safety of its walls.
As slow as possible, you remove your hand from her mouth, gently tapping her leg and signaling for her and Flynn to make their way back to the compound. You don't have to look at her to know she is about to say, ‘not without you’, you can feel her eyes on your back, but you can't move yet, they need to be farther away. You and her have always had a connection, you can speak to each other without words or signals, sometimes even without looking at each other, there is a soul-deep connection.
Two sides to the same coin.
If she is the light you are the darkness.
Taking a deep breath you dare a look at where her and Flynn have made it to…Its a dumb fucking move.
You hear the guttural growl, but it's a blur of fur and fangs as its giant body slams into yours, hot breath puffing against your face, slick drool seeping into the fabric of your shirt as you tumble onto the ground, rolling and thrashing until you are pinned beneath them. Their snout is mere centimeters from your nose, teeth bared, saliva drips from their canines, onto your chest and neck, its claws, almost the size of your face, pin you, one on your chest the other by your head.
You growl in disgust, chest heaving, you narrow your eyes, your left hand wiggles free, unsheathing the knife strapped to your leg, its gaping maw getting dangerously close to your exposed neck. Your right hand rips free from under its hold near your head, you close your fist, meeting its face, causing its head to snap harshly to the side, your left hand moves, lightning fast, you jerk the blade up its abdomen, from tail to throat, disemboweling them.
“That’s a bad fucking dog.” you ground out through clenched teeth.
Its body slumps down on top of you, lanky limbs and patchy fur completely covering your body, it's only a Mutt, you're lucky it wasn't an adult. Warm blood now soaks through your clothes, somewhere behind you, Sun screams, not in fear, no. That was a war cry, you can almost see her grabbing her sword and running into the fray. Panic surges through you, this was a planned attack, they knew we were here, this compound is too far out in the wild for a pack to wander onto it by mistake.
Shit.
You heave the monstrous beast from your body, bolting up, making a mad dash straight for her. You were right, with her sword in hand, she burst from the giant wooden gates and was running to avenge you, a smile lifts your lips, as you roll your eyes, protective dumbass.
As she sees you, she skids to a halt, face distorting in disgust, then her eyes travel behind you and widen, you don't have to look back. The ground is shaking with the thundering of their claws, you know there are too many of them. As you reach her, you sling an arm around her waist, hauling her with you, she only resists for a split second, before spinning around and sprinting back to the compound.
Flynn is at the doors waiting, you thrust Sunshine through the door first, spinning on your heel as you slip through, slamming your body against the heavy wooden gate alongside Flynn’s. The gate shuts, you scream for the others to lower the iron bar as the first werewolf crashes into the gate. The wood creaked as the doors quake, you swear under your breath, shoving harder against the gate, praying the old wood holds. Above you there are screams, Theia and Nyx are raining down hell, their bows drawn, arrows tipped in silver set ablaze.
The rest of the compound is in chaos, there are Mutts tearing holes in the defenses to gain access, a few succeed. The Ferals vault over the walls, tearing wounds into their skin as they catch on the pointed metal caps. A few meters from you, Hope and Sly fight back-to-back, cutting down Ferals as efficiently as they can. Some are attempting to patch the holes in the walls to keep out more Mutts. You spare a glance at Sun, yelling over the chaos, “We need to find the Commander!”
Rule 1) There’s always a leader to each battalion. Myths believe there are Great Wolves that are above them, but no one has confirmed this theory.
Sun scowls, rushing out to help our friends and neighbors. Both of us know that is the only way to get rid of them, there should be a commander, the leader of the pack, we take them out, the whole pack dissipates.
The iron bar slides into place with a rumbling, cachunk, in front of you within the heart of the compound, one of the newcomers morphs before your eyes, their normal human body taking on a semi-human form, their eyes glow, arms and legs elongating, fingers forming into claws, skin taught and gravestone gray, without a stitch of fur, they turn on you, fiery eyes burning through you; fucking feral.
An arrow wizzes past you, Flynn’s shot misses, a lethal mistake, its eyes flicker to him, a horrifying grin stretching its maw, razor sharp canines glint in the low lighting. Inhumanly fast, the feral is on Flynn, its claw wrapped around his neck as he kicks out gasping for air.
The stupid beast doesn't even acknowledge you, their mistake, a savage cry erupts from your throat, eyes meeting Sun’s who’s back on the other side of Flynn, and in tandem, both of you strike, knives carving into its ribs. The beast screeches, releasing Flynn, as you and Sun thrust its body backwards, the body spasming as it thuds on the ground, its eyes dimming into lifeless black voids.
You nod to Sun as the two of you sprint off deeper into the compound
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