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mocamagical · 4 months
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Was hit by an inspiration bug by @sm-baby chess piece AU. I fleshed out my OC for it and went a little wild. here's the tid bit i used for the 7 0f hearts personality
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cringefail-clown · 1 year
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May we get snipped of the aulpha Strider household? Is Hal there 24/7 or wandering like Sawtooth did and only occasionally showing up? Did Squarewave and Sawtooth make it to the future, or did Dirk never built them at all?How is Daves relationship with Hal?
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had this sketch stitting around so i finally cleaned it up a bit for this ask sjdjdk
sawtooth and squarewave are there ofc! theyre helping as best as they can, i imagine dirk build them for a different purpose but then was like "wait actually leaving hal alone with a toddler in a postalocalyptic future in the middle of the ocean is a very shit idea" so he left them in stasis with hal to act as a moral support lmfao. daves having a blast with squarewave, its a rapoff 24/7 in this household, and sawtooth isnt around too much like in the canon, but when he shows up he keeps an eye on both of them (very youngest-middle-oldest sibling dynamic with hal as a tired robodad). also hal and sawtooth are in a constant argument about how to best raise this human child (theyre both probably kinda garbage at it but theyre trying their best)
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otakubimbo · 4 months
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Checkmate.
MafiaBoss Sukuna x F!Reader
You had a routine. You had a life. You had plans. Is your association with someone you hate going to change everything for you?
Sticky: I was asked to make it into a series so this is the prequel to this! It will be an on going series. I don't know how many chapters yet.
UPDATED STICKY: hi yes, you may be seeing this thinking 'OB this definitely doesn't look like what you wrote before.' and you would be right, i hated it so i changed it. Sorry, love yall, bye T-T
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The activity at the Zenin compound was raising suspicion from their enemies, especially their biggest one The King of Curses. The two yakuza families had been cordial for the most part through the decades, but lately, the hot-headed Naoya Zenin was pushing his way into the King of Curses territory and that would not do, not at all. So, on top of the brazen acts by the end of that family, the activity coming from the compound DAILY was raising all alarms for Ryomen Sukuna.  And the activity? It was you, coming in and out the front gates of the compound almost daily, always bringing something with you, always leaving without anything. The biggest issue, no one had any information on you and yet you were casually coming in and out of the compound as if you were an important member of the Zenin’s. The King of Curses needed to know your role with them and how to use it to his advantage to get Naoya out of his hair for good.
That’s what led to one of the King of Curses disgruntled underlings following you around for the last two weeks. Nothing you did was of interest; you were actually quite boring. Your day consisted of leaving your condo with a bag of who knows what to the Zenin compound, spending a few hours there, and leaving to go to the park not far from the compound to play chess? With old people? It was strange, and then after that, you would leave after seemingly beating every old man who would sit with you and play to go to a café or library to work away at something on your computer.
Sukuna’s face was twisted into a scowl as he read over the report of your day.
“What the fuck is this?” His voice made the men under his command shrink into themselves and back down.
“Sir, that’s all we have. That’s all she does.” One of them spoke up not meeting Sukuna’s glare. The man before them flexes his fingers in an attempt to quell his rage from snapping either of their necks.
“Do you at least have a name; do you have anything?”
The silence from their lack of response was louder than anything they could have said. Sukuna crumbles the report in his hand, balling his fist and banging it against the sturdy wooden desk. He had to think of something. There had to be something he could think of because surprisingly enough despite how arrogant and boisterous Naoya was, the boy kept his circle tight and private. Nothing that the boy doesn’t want out, never gets out. You truly seemed nothing of interest but then no one and he knew NO ONE was allowed to freely walk in and out of that compound so casually without significance. Also, there was something about you that he couldn’t figure out and it was driving him almost insane. He had seen videos in the reports he was being sent of you and the way you walked and carried yourself had him in thought. In thought of what? He really didn’t know but he knew he needed to figure out what your connections with all of this were. Just before he was truly about to lose his temper, he did have an idea. After all, you were a woman so this should at least get a little information out of you.
“Bring me Fushiguro .”
Fushiguro, Toji Fushiguro, was one of Sukuna’s subordinates who would be considered a ‘ladies man’ and you were a lady. It was one of the oldest tricks in the book. He would use Toji to sway you into giving up some type of information or at the very least gain a bit of your trust to get you here to interrogate that wouldn’t draw any suspicions from the Zenin’s. It was a good plan that has worked on more than one occasion. Well, that was what Sukuna assumed until Toji actually met you.
There you were, right on schedule, as usual, laughing at the older man who sat across from you. It seemed that you had been beating him at a round of chess and the old man was being grumpy about it. Toji walked up with his casual nonchalant attitude toward the bench you were sitting on.
“Well, aren’t you a pretty little thing?” Toji commented as he walked up to you. You look up at him, a slight scowl on your face that he wasn’t expecting. Women usually fawn over him always immediately, but you looked almost disgusted. The glares he was getting from the older men around you didn’t help his circumstance either.
“Did you need something?” Your tone is annoyed as you glare up at him. He chuckles at your hostility. That made you scowl even more; you really didn’t want to be bothered by this man especially one as seemingly cocky and self-assured as this one.
“I’ve seen you here at the park a few times and wanted to get your name.” He lied and he could tell you knew it was a lie by the way your eyes narrowed at him.
You roll your eyes, sighing going back to making a move on the board in front of you, “Well I haven’t seen you before so I would prefer not to acquaint myself with you.”
Toji could tell this was going to be a lost cause on his part. Sukuna was not going to be happy about this in the least bit but there wasn’t anything else he could do, your body language told him everything he needed to know. He raised his hands in defeat and apologized for bothering you, heading back to the car parked around the corner. If Toji was a man who didn’t value his life, he would tell the King that he should give up on seeing what you know unless he just wanted to kidnap and torture you. You didn’t seem like the kind of girl to just give in to anything easily, and these soft plans would be a waste of everyone’s time.  But Toji was a man who did value his life at least a little, so he just planned to tell him exactly what happened and that you weren’t interested in speaking to him in the least bit.
Sukuna was frustrated with Tojis report, he couldn’t help but shoot one of the lackeys he had in the room. He didn’t kill him, maybe, but this was getting on his nerves quickly. The King’s attempt at trying to be subtle for once was getting him nowhere and it was pissing him off.
You knew you had been being watched for weeks now; it was almost obvious with the way that the same men kept appearing around the same time every day. They weren’t really good at this, it seemed to you. It didn’t concern you that much though, you understood why you may have been followed but you didn’t have any information of value. Naoya allowed you into the Zenin compound and he was never shy about what he did for a living or the type of man that he was. He didn’t value you as a person, so he allowed you to go and come as you pleased, which you were grateful for. He was a man who such self-assurance, such bravado, such misogyny that he didn’t find any value in hiding anything from you or your cousin that he made his wife. Your cousin, more of a sister to you than anything, was unfortunately the now wife of Naoya Zenin and the only reason you would EVER visit his compound. You hated every single second you spent in that space, but you did it for your cousin. She was trapped in these walls and unable to go anywhere unless it was with the end of the clan himself. The only thing that man allowed was for you to see her and you took that, making it almost your job to visit her every day in order to keep her sanity. You would bring her breakfast, books, snacks, or whatever you have found that could make sure she felt connected with the outside world and connected with something else besides the Zenin’s.
Every day you had almost the same schedule, visiting your cousin for a few hours, discussing the past day’s events and anything that you had brought over. Then you would go over to this beautiful park and play chess with the elders there, they adored you so much even if you beat them every time. After that, you would go off to either the library, a café, or anywhere that you could get back to work on your dissertation. That was the reason you had so much time to visit your cousin and make sure she was alright; you were working on your dissertation and that was the only thing that truly required your focus. You came from a wealthy family that was similar to the zenin’s in the way that there was no value to a woman besides being a bride. Luckily for you, your parents had agreed to allow you to finish any education before marrying you off just like your cousin. Which is why you are currently working on your Ph.D. in comparative literature. You had hoped to continue down the path of education hoping that if you elongate your studies, your parents will focus more on your brothers and forget about you. You hoped.
It had been a while since you had been followed and since your last encounter with that handsome but strange man who attempted to flirt with you for whatever reason that you completely forgot about those interactions. This is why the confusion on your face was felt by the elders that you usually play chess with as you walk to your park in the spot where you play to see them laughing and playing with someone else who isn’t you. It took you WEEKS to have them allow you to play and now here sat a man in YOUR spot playing with them as they laugh and smile at the man.
There in your place sat a man you knew you had never seen before. There sat the King of Curses himself, Ryomen Sukuna.
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poisonouspastels · 3 months
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I haven't really gotten to talk about the Ender Dragon yet in the Minecraft AU, and you guys really liked the worldbuilding of oreposting for whatever reason, so we're talking about her now.
To clarify first and foremost: Jean (the dragon) is an intelligent and fully sentient creature. She knows and can speak every spoken language of this world, knows your name, knows every little thing about you, being seemingly omniscient despite having never met prior. That being said, she is not an unfair fighter and is not malicious in nature.
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Dragons existed in much greater numbers long ago, though now the only ones you can find are in Ender. The Endermen are direct evolutionary descendants of these other dragons spread through the infinite realm - but not of Jean specifically. Despite this, historical writings would often (inaccurately) refer to her as "The mother of a thousand children." She is not capable of reproduction and is a fully sexless being.
Her relations to the Endermen are begrudging, serving only to have a brutal mutualistic relationship. The Ender dragons (not just Jean) allow them to eat from the chorus fruit trees within their territory so they may not starve, as well as spawn their own young, and the Ender dragons gets their fair share of food in return... by eating some of the Endermen. The Endermen are rather intelligent creatures in their own way, and they often escape to other dimensions to attempt to live a different life that isn't under the "rule" of the dragons, but quite a few are set in their ways because it's what they know. It's the circle of life they've become familiar with as they subject themselves to it for the sake of survival. Jean is unique in that she is "manufactured" in a way. Not to say that she is artificial, far from it, but that she's not a naturally made dragon. She's to the Universe what Cerberus is to the gates of hell, only existing and serving to guard and provide a challenge if necessary. She knows the rules and is respectful of them, and will never be afraid to die again. Much like a phoenix, with each death she is reborn. Upon being slain, she retreats back to the egg from whence she came many times before, only to re-emerge 10,000 years later.
When Jean finds her way back into the world, the knowledge of the return manages to find its way into the minds of everyone as a call to action. Though slaying the beast right away is not necessary per say, its better not to delay, as the longer one waits, often the more the idea will eat away at them.
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Much like how the Wither represents the concept of inevitability, Jean represents the repeating cycle of the world - whether it be the persistence in humanity to come back time and time again, the cycle of her own return and inevitable death, or the tendency this world has to repeat itself over and over.
The Universe works in mysterious ways, and she is no exception to its design.
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faresong · 4 months
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just move the bishop already gayboy...
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rainystressed247 · 6 months
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I revisited an old design/AU of mine. I am still very proud of this design but at the same time I understand why i avoided drawing it hahaha
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bambiraptorx · 1 year
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just remembered I have the power to do shitty meme redraws of my au. being an artist is great
(also I did a redraw of this that's cleaner)
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selitoxicmoon · 14 days
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[CM] Comic dragon's breaktime
Commission for LaraTheFairyXerneas Comic dragon characters having a break from their lore/stories in a breakroom, never drawn this but it was fun to draw!
Destiny Intertwined belongs to DragonOfIceAndFire Arya and Thrylos belongs to CrazyTaizy
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maniacfiggy · 4 months
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*Throws info and walks away silently*
(I used Google Translate to write that, sorry if something is wrong xb)
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frosty-tian · 10 months
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I request Adam Morocco HCs.
I wish to write a fanfic about him.
/nf
(I love the idea of evil!Graham so much.)
(Oh gosh, really? Thank you so much, very honoured to hear that! You absolutely may.)
Hm…
Don’t have anything solid at the moment, but according to random notes I’ve made:
- Adam is even more of a workaholic. Collapsing at the work station from stress and lack of sleep isn’t an uncommon occurrence. Heck, he pretty much sleeps and work in his lab.
- He idolises Dr Morocco to a rather unhealthy degree, mainly due to him being the only other living being he somehow have proper contact with. Outside of maybe doing things like shopping for necessities, but even then keeps more to himself.
- In his fabricated memory/past, he vaguely remembers having siblings and possibly a parent figure, but then he got adopted.
- As for Dr Morocco, he initially only wanted to use Adam as a pawn, but started to grow somewhat fond of him (much to his dismay). Not a lot though. The two’s relationship is still very cold and lack emotions.
- ‘Gram’ underwent many sessions of memory wipe and brainwashing over long periods of time, so it would be very difficult to recover his real past memories, and impossible for all of it to come back.
- The fabricated reason for Adam being knowledgeable in engineering is having attended college and graduated on the top of his class. All thanks to (and funded) by Dr Morocco, of course.
- He’s even more socially awkward, but still relatively polite. However, he tends to get lost in his own head quite often, comes off as aloof, if not meek. Has a higher tendency to become anxious and snappy, unless it’s towards Dr Morocco.
- Surprisingly, he does still attempt to keep himself physically fit, usually via self-improvised equipments.
- When working with machinery, he at least practices some form of lab safety and either ties his hair up or wears an alice-band.
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dozenssporks · 10 months
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in the Office AU Vash's coworkers have only seen Knives coldly angry and have constructed a mental picture of him as stoic and generally unfeeling. They have no idea he can be cheerful.
So when Knives strolls into the building one day with a pleased smile on his face, alternating between chuckling to himself and humming cheerfully the entire office is shook.
security, calling up to warn them of knives' imminent arrival: smiling! smiling! for a second I thought it was vash with his hair down! Then I recognized the expensive suit. T-they really are twins this is bizarre!
coworker: what is he doing here?! It's eleven in the morning on a monday and vash had the weekend off! Who called him?!
*vash wanders by munching a doughnut*
coworker: why is your brother here?
vash, dropping the doughnut but crouching and catching it before it hits the ground: who? what?! no way!
coworker: he um seems to be in a good mood?
vash, droping the doughnut again and letting it hit the floor: is someone dead?!
coworker: you mean like a family member?
vash: no! one of his business enemies! or someone who cut him off in traffic! Or--oh no!
*vash rushes over to the manager's office and slams the door open*
vash: is the company facing financial ruin?
manager, visibly shaken by vash's entrance: no, we're doing well this quarter? what--
vash: have we been bought out by a larger company?
manager: not at all, why--
vash, heaving a sigh: at least it isn't that. Unless, am I being accused of defrauding the company again?
manager: not so far as I know. did you hear something? your face is dead white
vash, leaving and dialing his phone, bouncing off the door frame when he mis-aims his exit: sorry gotta go!
coworker #2: vash, what did you do?!
vash: I DON'T KNOW
coworker #2: he was smiling!
vash: I KNOW
coworker: we're terrified!
vash: SO AM I--hang on they picked up--wolfwood? my brother is in a good mood do you know what's going on? is anyone dead?
wolfwood: eh? that's terrifying.
vash: I KNOW
wolfwood: got no idea. lemme know if it's anyone I should care about. bye.
*vash, clutching the phone and emitting high pitched noises of distress*
coworker #3: the elevator is coming up! what do we do
vash, waving his arms: early lunch, early lunch! everybody out! If you don't hear from me in fifteen minutes please remember I'd like red geraniums at my funeral!
*there's a scurry of moment as everyone flees to the stairs. there's a brief traffic jam when the elevator dings and everyone tries to get through the door at once. Vash shoves them forcibly free and the last of them escape as knives steps out of the elevator*
knives: vaaaash!
vash, under his desk: be calm be calm he can sense fear I must not fear. fear is the mind-killer
knives, walking past the desks: heeey, so my phone was glitching and I had a tech look at it. Funny thing! you know that app we use to play chess? turns out it'd been hacked!
vash: oh. it's me who's dead
knives, leaning down so he can see under vash's desk: hey vash
vash, peeking from behind his drawn up knees: hiya . . .
knives: it really is very amusing! the game was rigged to make my pieces disappear so I kept losing without knowing why!
vash: haha, really? wow, so weird and random
knives: isn't it? for the sake of company security I naturally had them trace the hack
vash: yeep
knives: I've got you, you cheating piece of trash
vash: w-why are you so cheerful then?
knives: not only did you have to cheat to beat me you also got yourself found out. it proves that I'm smarter than you.
vash: . . . that is so incredibly petty. maybe I could beat you but I couldn't be bothered to waste my time trying huh
knives, smiling widely: you're a loser
vash, kicking at knives: am not!
knives, kicking back: you even lose at cheating
vash, kicking again: you're a meanie sadist
knives, grabbing vash's ankle: you have the intellect of a grade-schooler. Come out of there, we're going to lunch
vash, wiggling and flopping as knives drags him out: I have so much work I don't have time really sorry but maybe another time I can pencil you in honestly I would love to if I just could--
knives: we're going to have a great time and we're going to play chess, won't that be fun?
vash: not--not Silent Chess, right?
knives, dragging vash toward the elevator: talking makes it so difficult to concentrate, don't you think? If you think at all, that is. Not a word until checkmate. I know you like to chat, but surely you can manage for an hour? or two? or more? Time flies when you're having fun!
vash, clawing at the carpet: please tell me you're not going to have legato sit across the room and stare at me this time.
knives: he does so enjoy watching a good game of chess. stand up, please.
vash, obeying: eeeeh . . . can I at least tell my manager I'm leaving early? It's only considerate. Look, the room doesn't even have another exit and the windows don't open.
knives: be my guest
vash, turning toward the manager's office: thank you
*vash spins around and makes a surprise run for the stairs*
knives: you little--!
vash, already pounding his way down the first flight of stairs: see you later alligator!
knives, slamming through the door after him: you can't get away, cheater!
vash, on his phone while he's running: yeah, guys? office is clear but I'm gonna be cutting out--
knives: I'm gonna make your face concave!
vash: yup yup I'll be fine! I've got an emergency evacuation plan!
*vash gets off the stairs at a floor he knows has a fire escape, rounding a corner and skidding to an abrupt halt when he sees a figure in front of the fire escape window*
legato: Hello, Vash Saverem
knives, jogging up, ruffled but grinning: ready to go, vash? legato is driving.
vash, slumping: can we please not use the chess set made of poached ivory?
knives: the set carved from rhino horns it is then.
vash: jerk
knives: moron
*around the corner a brave coworker who had stayed behind to cautiously watch and follow the twins is keeping up a running report to her colleagues on the phone*
brave coworker: I think they're getting along in a dysfunctional sibling relationship that never emotionally progressed past elementary school sort of way. I think he'll be okay.
*brave coworker pauses while the others respond*
brave coworker: oh, yes, definitely, we are going to that fancy bakery and pooling funds to get vash a six pack of doughnuts tomorrow morning.
knives, in the distance: stop touching me!
vash: I'm not touching you!
knives: yes you are!
brave coworker: . . . and another six pack next week, I think
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sometinysludge · 4 months
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I caved in to @sm-baby’s peace to piece, here are my two boys who I love very much now!
The guy on the left is Silas! A very stoic, conserved bishop who won’t tolerate any nonsense. He has the sort of demeanor you’d expect from an overbearingly strict religious leader, pretty confined, overly devoted, not really an “out of the box” type of guy.
The man decked out in pink is his brother, Amos! He’s much more charismatic than his better half, not necessarily energetic but adept and secure in his own skin. He can be somewhat arrogant at time, which his brother despises, but it can’t really be helped.
They get along for the most part, only seeing each other every so often due to their conflicting positions.
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randomrando767 · 2 years
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Alright so I've read a few fics about Luffy being one of big moms kids and it gave me an idea.
Charlotte d. Luffy
He'll still be Dragons kid, in return for having a kid with linlin the revolutionary army got to freely go across her territory, Dragon feels terrible about this (foreshadowing).
Anyway growing up Luffy was loud but he wasn't talkative, you could rarely get a word out of him but you knew when he was around because he was never quiet, unless you pointed it out, then he shut up.
Because Luffy didn't grow up first with a bar maid 12 years older then him then in a forest, he got a proper education, he still spent a lot of time in a forest though.
This is how he meets Dragon who gains Luffy's trust through chess. Over time Dragon gets Luffy to question how Totto land is run.
By the time Luffy is 10 he agrees to go with Dragon.
Since Luffy isn't with Ace and Sabo, Ace leaves with Sabo and also nearly dies. So when they're 13 and Luffy is 10 they meet and kick it off.
They're the only other people besides Dragon that can Luffy to talk more than a few more minutes.
This is how the ASL will live on.
Back a Totto land big mom is rampaging over losing her member of the D clan, Katakuri is worried about his little brother and Perospero isn't showing it but he's worried too.
Shanks meets Luffy randomly and for some reason Luffy still gets the Nika fruit and the strawhat.
Fast forward 7 years Luffy is in the east blue for revolutionary army stuff and meets his future crew including Coby because I said so. With that the Strawhats form.
Now whole cake island arc, this is when they Charlotte's suspicion about Luffy are confirmed, Katakuri and Luffy still fight but by the end of it Katakuri is hella proud of his little brother.
Oh and big moms pissed, and Lola had a fucking heart attack when she saw Luffy again.
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anamdreams69 · 8 months
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Just a sketch for the AU im been building called LOVEtale for today, might change their desings later?? specially sans, im need to make him more goofy!!
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torchiiko · 6 months
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there are many au versions of kinger & i would kiss Most of them assuming theyd even let me cuz some of em are mean and/or straight up dangerous
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cheemken · 11 months
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Imagine how cool it would've been tho if Diantha doesn't really have a fixed Champion team unlike the rest of the champions. Cause out of all the champs she's the most strategic, she's called an enigma bc her strategies varies depending on who's she's facing. Like Diantha is said to be perceptive, she's analytic, she knows how and when to strike, she's letting others attack first so she could think of a perfect counter strategy, homegirl sees this as a chess game, and she's not grandmaster for nothing.
Like imagine how cool it'd be that she uses different teams in the game, a different champion team everytime you battle her, or a different team depending on your starter, bc it shows how she does study her opponents and finds a way to beat them, what she might lack in great offence she makes up for her strategies, thus winning her battles.
And in my hcs she does have a Gengar, and Gengar is one of her aces, Garde and Gengar are her mons that can mega evolve and has the closest and strongest bonds w her. I want her to actually carry around Gengar's PokeBall w her, just waiting for the right time to use him, when her enemy is so sure she's going to call out Gardevoir, they'll be surprised once she calls out Gengar
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