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#so many thoughts abt this au ...
ghostlybumblebees · 5 months
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i read a few fics with triton!pretzel and they were adorable, and now i cant get the idea of a shapeshifter pretzel out of my head so have some doodles
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a few ideas i had:
-gillion found her wandering around in the palace in her frogtopus form when she was 6, after she had been abandoned and managed to find her way inside
- he decided to take care of her and the elders didnt care as long as his "new pet" didn't interfere with his training, assuming she was a frogtopus
- she first changed forms in front of gillion a few months later, and knowing that the elders would send her away, gillion decided to just not tell them and hope they never asked
- 3 yrs later, gillion is banished and pretzel comes with him
- she feels safer as a frogtopus, smaller and less noticable, and asks gill not to tell chip and jay about her
-they dont find out until shortly after joaldo, when chip finds a small triton girl curled up in the storage room and panics, thinking they accidentally kidnapped another kid
- gill takes pretzel and puts her to bed in his barrel, and then tells the rest of the crew abt her, asking them to let her come to them herself when she's comfortable
- he does tell pretzel when she wakes up that they saw her as a triton, and after that she starts approaching them one by one, and eventually spends most of her time on the ship as a triton
- she insists on coming with gillion on adventures and stays safe in her ball
- sometimes she does agree to stay behind with ollie
- everything that happens in the feywild is just as devastating
- when chip and jay find her, without gillion, she is incredibly distraught
- she and ollie make mischief together, and the rest of the crew are terrible influences on them (what else would you do with the daughter of one of the captains and the small boy you keep on the ship but enable their shenanigans)
- chip definitely looks at her and ollie and sees himself and lizzie as kids
- she tackles "auntie edyn" when she see her again
- also calls jay "auntie jay"
- chip is just chip because "you cant be my uncle, you like my papa so that would be weird" (chip and gill are not dating when she says this, she is just a very observant 9 yr old)
- when they get back to zero, and ms. teach confronts chip and gill, he tells her that what they did was unforgivable and he knows what it feels like to have your child taken from you
- later, after returning from featherpoint, and wile making preparations to leave, gillion approaches her again to ask a favor
- he tells her that he knows she does not like him and owes him nothing, and that it may be a lot to ask of her, but he cannot bring pretzel with him to the black sea, and she has nowhere else to go.
- he asks her to take care of pretzel for a while until he can come back, and she agrees, on the condition that he promises to come back to her and to not leave another child without a father
- he promises to try his best and that he would never willingly leave her
- ms teach remarks on how he seems too young to be a father, but that hes done a good job with pretzel despite the circumstances
- pretzel and gillion have a very tearful goodbye, shes very upset abt having to stay behind and is rlly mad at him but hes firm and tells he that she has to stay there until he comes back, but that he will come back
- when they depart for the black sea, pretzel tidestrider is at the top of his list of loved ones, right beside edyn tidestrider
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wickerfox · 2 months
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This au is so niche the audience is literally just me anyway Life Series but make it Marble Hornets
(version w/o the static effect under the cut)
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tartarduck · 9 months
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time to out myself as an otome isekai enjoyer...
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oh-katsuki · 3 months
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a little zombie apocalypse katsuki!au drabble. my twd rewatch is giving me many thoughts...
cw: apocalypse au, reader is alone, mentions of death, implications of child death, grief mentions, reader is described as a "little thing" but that's more just the way katsuki talks, katsuki is a little gruff but he means well, guns, weapons, general apocalypse thoughts, mentions of zombies but we follow the "never call them a zombie" rule, katsuki and reader meeting for the first time, etc
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the light of your fire is dim, embers burning low as you sit in a foldable chair beside it. you've got a metal spatula in your hand. you're not sure why you grabbed it when things went to shit, but panic does weird things to the mind. this, along with a few other oddities, are all you managed to take from your house when the world fell to ruin. everything else are things scavenged along the way or from people you'd met, joined, and lost.
the night is near silent and trees creak and crack like the hulls of great ships under heavy pressure, but the birds don't sing and nothing in the crowded wood you're taking shelter in makes a sound. well, except for you and the gentle crackle of your fire.
your head is on a swivel. it has been for months. ever since the outbreak, ever since the dead rose and began consuming and infecting the living, you've kept watch. a paranoid, never ending cycle that you suppose—if left on your own—will burn itself out. you swallow thick and return your attention to the fire, watching the tree line just in front of you for any hint of movement or monsters.
a branch cracks just behind you. a swift sound, followed by rapid footsteps. you stand, quickly turning your head, only to see a a figure a few feet away from you. they move quickly and the dancing light of the fire obscures their features from view. their eyes, most importantly. you can always tell if someone is dead or alive based on their eyes. in this light, should this stranger have that milky white film over them, you wouldn't be able to tell.
you make a small noise, something between a whimper and a shout, as the person comes to a stop in front of you and holds a gun directly between your eyes. the living. this person is alive. you're not sure at this point if encountering one of the dead would have been worse.
"drop your weapon," he says in a hurried voice. it's aggressive and threatening. it comes from deep in his chest.
you raise your shaky hands to your head quickly at the order, screwing your eyes shut as if looking in theirs would be a cause for attack.
"i-it's not a weapon!" you shout, voice cracking. "it's- it's a sp-spatula. it's a spatula."
the words are rushed and heavy, fear seizing your chest as you look down the barrel of the gun. the firelight glints off of it and you can make out the person behind the barrel's features. he's big, blonde under the grime, you think. a man. not the best thing to encounter alone at night in times like these.
you see him hesitate for a moment, eyes darting between you and the silver kitchen item in your hand. you drop it quickly.
"do you have a weapon on you?" he questions, voice a little less urgent.
you shake your head in response and then shakily look beside the chair. there's a knife there and a pistol with no bullets. you're a poor shot and you'd run out of ammo the previous week. he glances to it, the gun still raised at you, and sidesteps to grab them. when he does, he cautiously lowers the weapon. you start to lower your trembling hands.
then, as if struck by some realization, the man stomps towards the fire and you jump as he does.
"the fuck are you doing lighting a fire?" he says angrily. "those things may be dead, but they can still fuckin' see. that's a good way to get yourself killed."
he stomps out the fire as he talks, urgently stamping out what's left of the low-burning logs.
"i- i didn't think there were many in the area," you justify, furrowing your eyebrows as you step away from him.
"and that's a risk you want to take?" he says indignantly. you wonder briefly what business he has worrying about you.
"what do you want?" you snap, "my food? weapons? life? what is it?"
the man scoffs, "jesus, none of that."
you narrow your eyes and take a step back.
"not all people who camp out in the woods are good," he says. "but i sure as shit didn't expect to find some little thing like you alone lighting a damn fire. stupid."
"there were more," you say indignantly, like somehow that makes it better. "force of habit, i guess."
the man pauses for a moment as understanding passes between the two of you. it's a relatable feeling. everyone has lost someone now. you just happened to lose everyone.
"got a name?" he asks.
you hesitate in giving it to him before deciding what it could hurt. the man nods as if he likes the sound of it.
"i'm katsuki," he furrows his eyebrows. "you're alone?"
you nod, swallowing down the grief that pushes at your throat.
"wasn't always," you respond, "but yeah. now i am."
he nods his understanding.
"come with me."
"where?" you say instinctively, a defensive edge to your voice. katsuki looks at you like your stupid, or maybe it's pity, like you're a wounded animal. probably both.
"where the fuck do you think?" he retorts. "we've got a camp a little ways from here. i saw your fire from one of the watch posts we have stationed around the place."
you look at him like he's a little crazy for even thinking to bring you there.
he scoffs and rolls his head over his shoulder. "look, we've got men and women," then he pauses, "used to have children. we're not gonna hurt you. world's gone to shit, do you really wanna keep at it alone?"
he's probably right. you've been alone for weeks now, exhausted for longer, and though your common sense tells you not to go off with a strange man in this kind of world, the promise of community is far too tempting. you nod and glance back to your camp. a measly collection of supplies.
"we'll come back for it when it's light," he says. "i don't know about you, but i'd rather not spend longer in these dark ass woods than i have to."
"okay," you say. the presence of another person both sets you on edge and makes you feel the fatigue even more. a gun's barrel on your nose followed by the promise of safety and you're going with him? you must be stupider than a horror movie protagonist. "do you take in a lot of strays?"
katsuki looks over his shoulder and you think you see him smile a little at the phrase.
"if that's what you want to call it," he says begrudgingly. "me less than the rest." then, with a softer tone of voice, barely noticeable with the quiet whisper you both have been speaking at. "i'm sure the others won't mind one more."
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creakysocks · 9 months
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"...So have you like... considered... *not* making another collider that could potentially break reality as we know it???"
"I mean I did but then i thought of what we'd be missing out on!"
"And what would that be??"
"More holes!"
idk im just thinking abt this au again
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brother-emperors · 3 months
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@garland-on-thy-brow #get romancedramad romeboys.
(metal gear solid voice) on it boss 🫡
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the first and last ones are scene re draws, in order: the live action adaption of sci mystery, the heirs lmao
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boxonarock · 1 year
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he borrowed a gcpd vest
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fistfuloflightning · 3 months
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Waterbender Jiang Cheng for @midnight-tourmaline 😉
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hoofpeet · 2 years
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Zemmet gets owned by his own granddaugher [accidentally][not clickbait] --> X
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kindledrose · 4 months
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more of these guys :] (part 1) (part 2)
classpect thoughts under cut! yippee
these absolute fools gave me SO much trouble. i changed each of their classes and/or aspects like twice while drawing this lmao.
pearle was going to be a rage player initially! i had her down as one for the chaos — yknow, ‘red’s my favorite color’ and all that. but the catch ended up being that in this au, as rage represents in-game chaos and bloodlust, it only exists while the game is in effect, and so rage players don’t have much dominion over stuff that happens after that period ends (which has all sorts of delightful implications for grienn’s character, but anyways). meanwhile pearle definitely continues playing and also grows as a character even in times of peace. i was thinking in terms of comparing her arc in double life to secret life in particular — ‘she left the tower’ and all that, yknow? she went from being terribly isolated and functioning on a completely independent scale, winning only for herself, to being a key member of a team and finding a purpose in helping them. which is pretty incredibly space-coded, in my mind! my personal qualification for space players is that they’re destined to be lonely, often physically separated in some way from others, for a while but not forever — because space is about creation, after all. and if you look at being a witch from the perspective of reinvention — what pearle manipulated or reinvented here was herself. she found her place in the story and the person she wanted to be. witches are also some of the most powerful characters in terms of specifically manipulating their aspect, i think, which is great because i’ve heard she's pretty great at pvp lol
ignore that martyn’s color palette is not particularly great it’s hard to unify the design of a character who is super rustblood-coded but also inextricably linked to the colors green and yellow of all things. i’ll redesign him later. anyways! at first i had thought there might not be any light players in this session — since light is about sort of seeing through the laws of the game and often deliberately defying them, as well as having a certain degree of control over narrative agency due to this. and because, yknow, the life series is a minecraft youtube roleplay series, realistically the ccs aren’t going to be playing any characters that go out of their way to completely ruin the game or refuse to play it by the rules altogether. but then i started thinking — and i don’t know an awful lot about martyn’s character so forgive me if i’m going a little bit off the rails here — does martyn want to understand? because if he as a character tries to understand and affect his destiny even though he’s ultimately limited by the nature of the story itself, then he could totally be a light player. so that’s where i was coming from here. think about how he won limited life in the end, for instance — not by playing into what the game itself had been leading up to, but by acting on and finishing his own story. he’s a knight because i do think knights are a certified Narrative’s Little Guy class — they persevere through so much pressure and often also have that sort of dual persona thing, both of which are particularly endearing to an audience. it’s hard work, keeping up with the narrative and fulfilling his own quest for understanding while he’s at it!! but he does it!!
renn is Such a blood player guys he is such a blood player ohhh my goodness. playing the game in terms of your relationships with others, right? basing how you go about it on allies and interactions, and being a leader above all else? i’d say that’s pretty ren the dog coded tbh. i don’t have too much to say here because i think seer of blood renn is pretty self-explanatory — he sees the entire game as a game of relationships and ties. he has a lot of knowledge about this field specifically, and shares it with his allies in the way he helps direct them and keep them alive. the reason he’s blood instead of light is because he puts his allies over knowledge, i think — he’s far too busy dealing with all that stuff to speculate for too long what the purpose of it all might be, and that would detract from his goal (of winning alongside others or dying nobly), anyway.
again questions abt them are open forever always :3
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vinnyberries · 2 months
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You get too close Take the one I love the most And I think it's time for you to go Make it so hard You know you've gone too far And I think it's time for you to go
(Moldhouse belongs to @handsome-john, you can read it here, I highly recommend it!)
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bred-is-a-dumb-name · 9 months
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Haha what if,,what if I made a future AU where they were all counselors at camp Campbell,,,
(I say "what if" like i haven't already been developing one in my brain)
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heleizition · 2 years
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howl’s moving castle dimiashe ❤
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transjlawrence · 2 months
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lawrusso baseball au...lawrusso tennis au...lawrusso hockey au...they all rot my brain
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vveakfish · 7 months
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YJ music school au still has me by the throat
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mommyclaws · 9 months
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I remember when i first posted that Firepaw and Mentor Tigerclaw au it was my first real post and got so much attention I got too nervous to talk about it but everyone was interpreting Tigerclaw as being a good guy dad in that au but it was literally like this
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