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Bishop!Star and Narinder from the usurper au by Casper @secondsonaym
Big lady <3
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nothing but Mother Mother on loop
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More designs for yet ANOTHER MAP, this time Hollow and The Radiance
Good luck to me trying to animate these o7 Will most likely simplify them on the go
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🌷INTRO POST🌷
Spooky, 24 years old, any pronouns, 🇵🇱
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More will be added in the future, including more detailed rundowns of the AUs. Same tags were used in my old blog, @nonuggetshere , if you wish to read more about them.
💜 FaaF AU - aka Fragile as a Flower, Pure Vessel (named Flower) is discovered to not be hollow during their accolade
♡ Sealed Flower AU - Subset of FaaF, follows game canon and Embrace the Void ending, with more characters alive
♡ Wayward Royals AU - Subset of FaaF, PK, WL and PV find themselves stranded far away from Hallownest when Flower disobeys their father's orders to save him, outing themself in the process. They bond during travel back home.
♡ Pale Knight AU - Subset of FaaF, Flower leaves Hallownest permanently, creating their own small nomadic community with time and grows into an independent god in their own right
💜 Usurper AU - Hollow teams up with the Radiance to ursurp their father, exiling their parents and the five great knights out of the kingdom, and are dubbed Usurper King/Lord by their political opponents
💜 6th Knight AU - The Hollow Knight travels back in time, they take on a false name of Inanis and are appointed a Knight by the Pale King after proving themself, their main goal is to take care of the infection and save their young self by any means necessary
💜 Humble Pie AU - The King had taken a more direct approach to the making of vessels, choosing his own body instead, but after the plan had been leaked to the public he and his lady are exiled. Two vessels are born in the Wastelands, who the parents name Secret (THK) and Ghost
#intro post#thylacines can talk#spooky arts#spooky edits#asks#spooky writes#my ocs#faaf au#sealed flower au#wayward royals au#pale knight au#usurper au#6th knight au#humble pie au
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A couple of character designs I did for @secondsonaym a while ago! Eligos and Decarabia :)
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Usurper AU - No Escape
TR3 Masterlist
~760 words | Original work: TR3 AU. Weeks after Price & Monster. Changed the name from “Vile AU” to “Usurper AU“ for Ironda x Ironda violence instead of Ironda x Invaders
Content: caretaking from whumper, depression, disordered eating, brief suicide mention, drugging
"Let me be very clear," Peraja said, pouring amber liquor into a small tumbler. "If you kill yourself, I’ll ensure your brother pays for it.”
Hakon crumpled in place, shoulders and head bowed as hot tears and hope slipped from him. Of course the one escape left to him would be cut off. Of course. He was just so tired.
Peraja noticed his posture change, looking at him. "Oh," the king sighed, clicking his tongue. "You poor thing." He capped the crystal decanter, lifting his glass as he returned to his seat. He reached for Hakon, but instead of grabbing, he gently guided Hakon's head onto his lap. "You're under so much pressure, aren't you?"
The kindness, no matter how insincere, was enough to push Hakon into full-on weeping. No one had truly touched him in weeks. Clutching at Peraja like a lifeline, he turned his face into the man's leg, all his dammed-up misery breaking free.
Fingers carded through his hair, filling his body with a warm sensation at every pass. "I know," Peraja murmured. "I know. You don't have to hold it all on your own."
Traitorous relief washed over him, overshadowing the shame of taking comfort from his enemy. Violent sobs wracked Hakon's body as he thought of everything he had been holding onto. The loss of Mother and Father, worrying over Rohisa's well-being, Baltar's pain and his complicity in it, trying to keep people safe, his self-disgust and loathing, how agony filled his every waking moment and many of his sleeping ones too.
Peraja stroked Hakon's head through all of it. And eventually, a long while later, he was left quietly sniffling, the occasional tremor running through him. Exhaustion weighed down every part of him. He ought to have sit up onto his heels, but he didn't want to lose the physical contact. How pathetic he'd become.
The sofa creaked as Peraja leaned over the arm. When he returned to center, he touched something to Hakon's lips. Hakon tensed but accepted the berry. Another wave of tears sprung to his tired eyes as the king continued to prompt him to eat, his stomach already roiling.
It was only a few pieces later that the inevitable happened, and Hakon dragged himself upright as his body began to reject the food. An empty glass appeared in his field of vision and he took it, containing the mess. He grimaced at the burning sensation in his throat, which seemed to get more intense and longer each time.
"Hm." Peraja stood, squeezing Hakon's shoulder before walking across the room to a drawer at the writing desk. Hakon wiped errant tears away from his eyes, raising his head to find Peraja returning with another cup and something held loosely in his other hand. He gave Hakon the cup first, which was just water. He gratefully swished his mouth clean, then managed to swallow a mouthful.
The king then deposited a small disc into Hakon's hand, made of what looked like compressed powder and herbs, and a little honey ball. Some kind of drug, and a sweet to wash the taste away?
"Let's see if that helps," Peraja said as he took a seat again. Hakon looked at him in question, hesitating only a moment more when the king raised his brow.
The drug was indeed bitter and started to fall apart before Hakon could wash it down. He shuddered, slipping the honey candy onto his tongue.
Peraja surprised him by once again guiding his head down onto his lap, and he relaxed into the touch again. He saw the king pick up a book from the corner of his eye, and begin to read while stroking Hakon's head.
Exhausted from the crying and lulled by the king's sedate energy, Hakon easily slipped into a light doze. So it felt only moments later that Peraja had set the book down and once again presented him with food.
Hakon blinked, slowly, registering the touch on his lips. All his limbs were warm and heavy, and the anxiety over food was a foggy memory. He accepted the offering, rolling the berry around his mouth and savoring its tartness. A deep sigh left him.
"That's it," Peraja murmured while continuing to feed him. "Good boy."
Soon, Hakon's response time became slower and slower as he began to nod off. Peraja slid out from beneath Hakon's head, which he only vaguely registered, along with whatever the king did afterward, moving about the room. A comforting weight draped around his shoulders, and he was out.
taglist: @emcscared-whumps @nabanna @dont-touch-my-soup @highprofilerichkid
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"Aren't you tired? You deserve a moment's rest..."
Fanart of two (very tired) au Lambs getting respite when they can.
Dola (upper right) belonging to me and Starwatcher Berserk (lower half) belonging to @secondsonaym and their Usurper AU.
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Keep going I want everything *holds up a note pad* give me angst
*slides glasses up higher*
Okay, you asked for it! Get ready for some really cracky ship content on the side of more Court Family au!
Bruce grows up learning high society and Court etiquette mostly from Alfred and some trustworthy Court members and quickly decides that some things need to change. (He may be morally flexible here but he still wants to change things for the better). He still puts up the Brucie mask in front of High Society, but now he does it with the goal to gather blackmail material from as many people as possible and indebt them to him for potential use down the line.
Bruce becomes Voice of the Court when he turns eighteen and immediately starts uprooting several of the more corrupt members of the Court, instating new people into the ranks that will benefit the city as a whole. He makes some enemies this way, naturally. And soon after the Cout’s Talon is tasked with Bruce’s safety at all times.
Bruce and Cobb do NOT get along. At all. Mostly because Bruce is determined to make Talon’s life even harder by trying to slip away from his sight every other second. It’s infuriating. Cobb considers literally sitting on the guy after only one week. (“Try bailing on me now, o’ honorable Voice”)
Bruce spends several months strategically implementing new laws and projects that will benefit the Court AND Gotham in the long run, making it a point to go to the most important meetings in person, even if they happen to be between criminals. (Cobb was so, SO tempted to let Black Mask shoot the idiot that day.)
Within two years human trafficking is close to nonexistent in Gotham City, lethal crime is down a good ten percent (which isn’t much in the grand scheme of things but for Gotham it’s almost biblical) and whispers of “Batman” are omnipresent. (Cobb considers asking if slapping his Voice would be considered treason but… it probably would. Even though Bruce really deserves it with such a stupid cover name. Owls HUNT bats… couldn’t he have chosen Owlman?)
(“What’s your name, anyway?” Bruce asks one day, flipping his tie into a neat Windsor knot that’s just passable enough to not be considered sloppy. “I am the Talon of the Court, my Voice.” Bruce hums, one elegant eyebrow raising in the stark reflection of the mirror, “No, your real name.” “It’s whatever you wish it to be, my Voice.” “You know what I mean, Talon. If you do not wish to answer, then I will not make you. But do not play me for a fool.” “… Cobb. William Cobb.” Bruce blinks, the left corner of his mouth tugging upwards, “Will… I see.”)
The first time a traitor nearly succeeds in killing Bruce is when he once again slips away from the Talon’s sight, and while Bruce is still well trained he’s no match against five people with guns, sedatives, and a mission. Cobb finds them right as they’re about to shoot Bruce in the head and goes absolutely feral. (He hates Bruce, he hates Bruce, he hates Bruce, he hates-)
Bruce wakes up back at the manor with a pissed off Talon standing in the corner of the room, keeping watch and refusing to talk to him anymore beyond what he’s ordered to. Sneaking away from the Talon after this becomes virtually impossible for Bruce.
Cobb keeps giving Bruce the cold shoulder for months to the point where Bruce becomes genuinely concerned, but the Court scientists assure him that their Talon is running at a 100% capacity. (That’s not what I’m asking, Bruce wants to scream. I want to know if he’s okay.)
(Cobb wasn’t worried, he wasn’t. He watched countless humans die in so much worse ways already. Inflicted worse himself. It’s just because he almost failed his mission and allowed the Voice to be killed that he’s so unnerved now. That must be it. That’s all it is. That’s all.)
Dick’s parents fall and Bruce is up and out of his seat the next second, pushing through the masses until he can clutch at the child and cover his eyes, shielding him from the view of his parents’ dead bodies. Social Services never get to put their hands on Dick Grayson.
The Court is ecstatic. Cobb is ecstatic. From tragedy, opportunity blooms like a rose with poisonous thorns, and the Talon stands ready to take on his apprentice as the Court broaches the subject with Bruce.
But Bruce (idiotic, stupid, bleeding-heart Bruce) refuses point blank. (“He’s a child,” Bruce says. Like that means anything. They were all children, once. He’ll grow out of it quickly enough. And the boy will make an excellent Talon, perhaps even surpass Cobb himself, with time and training. Maybe more capable at keeping the Voice safe than him, too. But then Bruce says, “He’s my child. My ward. And any of you who think to go against me will answer to the Talon and myself.” And, oh, damn you, Bruce. Damn you. But what else is Cobb to do but lift his head and stare down the Voice’s subject in silent challenge, daring them to object? Bruce is his Voice. Talon will never not side with the Court’s voice. (He pointedly does not think of the time he slit another Voice’s throat. He does not.))
Dick is anger and fury and sunshine and it drives Cobb crazy. The raw potential that is lost with Bruce’s refusal to allow him to train the boy… he cannot stand it. There will be another Talon before long (Cobb is not bitter about it, he is not) and with Dick the protection of the Voice would have at least stayed within the line of Cobb’s blood, but now… now Cobb can’t be sure the new Talon will take their task as seriously as the boy would have.
Dick is the one to approach Cobb for training before he ever goes to Bruce
Bruce nearly has a heart attack the first time he finds Dick training with the Talon, ripping the boy away and screaming at Cobb for nearly an hour about “orders” and “NOT a Talon” and many other things Dick doesn’t really get
Bruce asks Talon to bring him Zucco’s head and Cobb will forever deny the vindictive pleasure he felt when watching the smarmy man squirm and beg for his life (he didn’t get fond of Dick. Cobb doesn’t do fond. He hates him almost as much as he hates Bruce, thank you and good day.)
… okay I just realized none of this really qualifies as angst but— somehow this post got away from me. I’m sorry 😭😭😭 feel free to ask for more specific angst content tho? 🙏
#I warned ya’ll about the ship#I will take no criticism#this is my new fav crack ship lmao#this au headed into such a wildly different direction than originally intended#but somehow it’s fun?#also Cobb may dent it all he wants but he cares so much#Bruce is onto him#so is Alfred#ooo angst could be if the court as a whole decided the need to usurp the voice#and order cobb to assassinate him#oh no poor talon#talon of the court#court owls#court family#batfamily#dick grayson#bruce wayne#William Cobb#headcanons#au#court of owls au#batfam#batman
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atla crack au where zuko and azula burn the palace down as kids (like 12 and 10, respectively, pre-banishment but post-grandpacide), run away to avoid consequences, and somehow end up "discreetly" living in the abandoned fire nation ship in the south pole ("discreetly" is a word which here means "all the adults know they're there bc they have massive arguments every other day, and when hakoda's nearby he "drops" things that might be useful")
ozai ends up blaming the palace fire on iroh and banishes him. he must capture the children to regain his honor (translator's note: this is adult speak for "get their asses back here so i can ground them for the rest of their lives")
#atla#avatar the last airbender#zuko#azula#fire siblings#somehow despite having lived isolated on a wrecked boat for four years they manage to still be spoiled brats when aang shows up#ozai is significantly less evil bc a) crack au and b) the burning zuko's face off never happened#like he still kinda sucks but he hasn't crossed the line from throne usurper to child mutilator just yet#azula spends half a minute trying to find a way to blame the fire on zuko before realizing that half the flames are blue#the plot twist is that they actually weren't (fully) responsible for the destruction#ursa did it#she chose terrorism ok#jet is her accomplice#like he hates that she's fire nation but damn if she's not good at what she does#jet: ok so how're we gonna get your children out before we-#ursa: fuck them kids#jet: ...dope let's do this
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Been binge watching Disney’s Gargoyles and heehee au featuring Sophie, Edgar, Jack, Claude, amd Lowell as a gargoyle clan and Temperance, Selene, and Apollo being the humans that work to keep ‘em safe and secret🤭🤓
#WIP : those red nights#WIP : temperance and mr. wyrm#WIP : the monster and the butterfly#AU : gargoyles#god I got BRAINROTTTTTT#(Edgar is the clan leader btw heehee he is wimpy but he is kind and fair that’s why he’s leader)#(but that’s why Claude and Lowell frequently plot to betray him and usurp him heehee)#jack’s got wings like a falcon so he can go ZOOM when flying 🤓
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Success!!! ur crush of 30 years finally agreed to join ur polycule and business
however he has decided to start a gratuitously violent, extremely public, sexual qpr with ur husband that u somehow didn't notice was happening for 7 months and now he's breaking up with u cuz ur "boring" and is trying to take ur husband and girlfriend in the de-merger of ur companies
#another fic idea i have#all i want his for val to fold alastor in half and wreck his whole shop till he's bleating#is that too much to ask for in these trying times#al: *fully doing a walk of shame out of val's room*#vox: and then my stupid assistant claimed i hit him and i did not-oh hi al-i did not hit him#al: *about to puke and collapse from his guts being rearranged for 12 hours straight* hi vox#velvette forces alastor to stop straightening his hair#and al is so comphet that ge decides this must mean that she's also his girlfriend now#alastor joining vox's polycule just to usurp him and become new hinge of the relationship#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel valentino#hazbin hotel alastor#hazbin hotel vox#alastor joins the vees#hazbin au#polyvees#radiostatic#valastor#voxval#staticmoth
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Lord Verchiel knows best
Archbishop Verchiel belongs to Casper @secondsonaym
#cult of the lamb au#cotl au#verchiel#digital illustration#usurper au#starwatcher berserk#xe angry#this was quite a challenge#because of the limited color pallete#i usually apply#so i made some color changes#also wanted to embrace the golden clothing#klimt vibes#hope you like it!#myart#alicroft7 art
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Part 1 | Part 2
Usurper AU
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Finally finished with Hollow gijinka for the usurper AU!
Accidentally pulled an all-nighter because of this one, whoops
#hollow knight#pure vessel#the hollow knight#hollow knight gijinka#hk gijinka#hk thk#usurper au#spooky arts#Wanted to give them a fancy overly detailed royal look yet still make it fairly simple to draw#-tallest motherfucker in Hallownest -still wears heels
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In your super paper mario AU (the one you got Bowser in team bleck) how did Bowser meet bleck and joined forces with him?
Bleck had awakened the chaos heart the same way he had in the game: by forcing a marriage between Bowser and Princess Peach. That was enough for Bowser to feel some sort of alliance had been made between himself and Bleck's forces, so he decides to make nice despite their shaky first encounter.
Plus, a pact would spare most of his minions from being mind controlled against their will, so there's a little bit of genuine care for his army in that regard.
Bowser also has a sense that if he joins the winning team (for now), he can leverage his position to end up on top.
He gets married to the woman he "loves" and gets source of incredible dark magic out of the deal? win-win.
#super paper mario AU#Mr. L comic#anon#askbox#unfortunately for him Dimentio beats him to the punch in terms of usurping Count Bleck and stealing the chaos heart
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Usurper AU - Help
TR3 Masterlist
<500 words | Original work: TR3 AU. Weeks after Price & Monster, right before “No Escape”
Content: asking whumper for help, sibling whump
"Baltar!" King Peraja exclaimed. "Good afternoon."
"F-Forgive me, your majesty," Baltar said, going on his knees to gather up the fallen fabric. He glanced around, but Hakon wasn't accompanying the king as normal. Where...? He didn't like knowing that Hakon might be alone at the moment, not when his brother had been acting so abnormal.
Movement towards him made him flinch, breath catching. But Peraja was only crouching to help. "I'm not going to bite," the king said, evidently bemused.
Forgive me if my view of you has been somewhat colored, Baltar thought as he stared at the scars on his hands.
"How have you been faring?"
"F-Fine. Thank you, my k-king." The words were ashen on his tongue. This man did not deserve to be king.
"Good," he said, standing as Baltar did. "Atdi speaks highly of you."
Baltar ducked his head, wetting his lip nervously. What was he supposed to say? What was Peraja looking for? There were a thousand things he wanted to say. Why did you make him hurt me? Do you delight in our torment? Why did you leave us alive? What do you want from us?
"I-I am glad to b-be of service," he said instead, a safe, trite platitude.
The king waited a beat too long, perhaps expecting something more, before nodding and handing over the fabric samples. "I'll let you be about your business, then."
Baltar tucked the squares in his careful pile with a nod, relieved to be on his way. Before he could take a step, however, he hesitated.
Hakon's not here. Hakon didn't have to know if Baltar spoke to Peraja about him.
Peraja honed in on the pause. "Something on your mind?"
No one else had Peraja's access to Hakon. Not since he had shut Baltar out as some kind of misguided self-punishment. They shared sleeping space but never conversation, anymore. Hakon would hate asking for help from this man, but if Peraja had an interest in keeping them alive...
"H-He's... n-not doing well," Baltar said. You'd have to be a fool not to notice what you've done to him. Are you a fool, King Peraja? The bite marks weren't the only sign.
The king was silent for a long moment. "What would help?"
Changing the past, Baltar thought bitterly. But what would help, actually? It would help if Hakon wasn't losing weight, or if he would talk to or touch Baltar, or if he could sleep through the night. He didn't know how Peraja could influence any of that, not without making it all worse. Except, maybe...
"Pretend y-you care."
"Hm." Peraja patted Baltar on the head, and Baltar managed not to flinch over it. "I'll look after him."
Trying to shake off the feeling that he had done something terrible, Baltar bowed again and scurried on his way.
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