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bluesgras · 8 months

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i shine only with the light you gave me

other sona belongs to @centerofleesmind

(pt 2, pt 1)

#multiversal shenanigans #blues notespad #tmnt adjacent #yeah these guys might take up my brainwaves for the next several days #we'll see #dystopia au posting

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askuprisingrottmnt · 8 months

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Safe to say, I felt the stranger danger bros ;-;

Idk what to make of these dudes yet, but they say Big Mama sent them to help find Donnie? Idk, I'm kinda skeptical right now-- If they're full of false hope for Leo, I'll Definitely be pissed about it >:c

Oh, well, we'll see I guess.

~Mikey

#rottmnt #rottmnt fanart #rottmnt mikey #Rise Dystopia AU #Dystopia AU #Mind Games Arc #mikey post

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lilyrizzy · 8 months

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dystopia au? 👀

Here you go mate, sorry it's not very fleshed out oops

cw: dystopia au so general misery and pain that comes with that, and use of irl an girlfriend as a character that does not reflect my irl opinions of them!

It’s been eight months since Max last saw Daniel.

When it’s been this long, nights on end of going to sleep thinking about him and waking up from dreaming about him, but never seeing him, he worries how much of Daniel is in his head and how much can possibly be true.

On his worst days, he’ll wonder if he’s real at all, if he’s not some figment of Max’s overactive imagination, something created in desperation of a life barely worth living.

It’s happened before; drivers going mad.

It helps when he wedges his fingers down the side of his mattress and gets to run his fingertips across the worn and yellowed edge of the only picture he has of Daniel. To just feel it there. Taking it out is something that he does less, it hurts to see the blinding white of his teeth, shark-like and bared at the camera in a grin. Torn from an old Red Bull Racing programme, it’s not a real photograph. Not like one Max would take himself on a camera that nobody else would get to see.

Then always, the doubt will linger, because in the crowded rooms full of watchful eyes, it goes like-

“Hey good lookin’,” Daniel drawls with a smirk and something in his eye that Max knows better than to believe, but is exactly what Daniel is kept around for.

Max nods, and Daniel’s eyes bounce away from him, to Kelly, and then to the rest of the party. Kelly tugs him away before Max has a chance to say anything back. Not that he could, mouth bound shut. Not that he would know how to open it even without the muzzle, and not let something of the truth slip out. All the things he’d spent the last two hundred or more endless days imagining saying to Daniel.

Like, I missed you.

Max knows he doesn’t look good because that’s what Kelly's father wanted this time. For him to look skinnier at the start of the season, for his eyes to look sunken in. For it to look as though she has complete control over him, has ‘tamed,’ him, because the leash around his fucking neck is not enough. He’d heard the gasp when they first entered the room, when she paraded him right through the center of it.

They circle the party so that enough people see them together, another part of the show. The car Max will drive this season, which Daniel might get to drive a handful of times if he’s lucky, is spinning on a podium, lights beaming down so harshly that they make the paintwork glitter. It used to excite Max, when he had nothing else he cared about. Fingers itching to touch the body of it, one front wing enough to feed his family for a year if sold in the right place, not that it mattered once he’d made it. It was part of the deal of being a driver, that your family ate well.

Now, looking at it makes him tired.

He tries to both catch Daniel’s eye desperately, and to not look at him at all in varying intervals. Every time their eyes do meet, Daniel’s slide away as though there is nothing to see where Max stands, and Max tries to tell himself that it’s okay. That it is just because Daniel is just as good as playing the game as the FIA is. It’s always been Max who never got the rules.

You’re too fucking sweet, Daniel had panted over him once, holding Max’s hands down against the bed, above his head. Like it was a bad thing, dangerous. Something that might mean Max could hurt Daniel where not many people can anymore.

They make Max go on stage, and Kelly makes them let her lead him up there, too. He says some words about how grateful he is for the opportunity to drive for the FIA, that he hopes they can win another year to bring honour to Red Bull Racing, and when he looks for Daniel in the crowd, he can’t see him anywhere.

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Alone, it goes like-

“Hey Maxy,” Daniel says, voice hardly above a whisper but so gentle that all of Max’s doubts gush from him, water rushing back from the shore into the sea.

He opens his arms as soon as the door to his compartment is shut behind Max, and stepping into them is like a blissful lobotomy, everything outside of the room wiped from memory.

For these stolen moments there is just the two of them, their touch moulding each other new again.

“Checo, I do not think he will be driving so well,” Max says later, sweat cooling on his back where he lies against Daniel’s chest. Ear pressed against it so he can hear the thump of his heart, slowing now they’re no longer desperately moving against one another.

It feels a little cruel to wish for that, Checo out, when they all know what happens when you leave the FIA for good. He isn’t Daniel, nobody will paying him for his time and keeping him around.

But Daniel only hums, fingertips tracing over Max’s back. Years ago, when they first started this, Max would concentrate in silence and try to work out if they were letters, a secret message. Now they just feel like random patterns.

“If he did, you could be back in the car all the time,” Max tries again, but still nothing. “This would be better, do you not think, if you could-“

“Maxy, baby, let’s- Let’s not, okay?” Daniel interrupts, sounding drained.

“But- But Daniel, then they wouldn’t-“

The FIA would still let people hire Daniel, if they wanted, but there’d be less hurt. It’s too hard to drive a car and perform well with broken ribs, with bruises on your tailbone. With- With worse.

“Sweetheart, I don’t want to think about racing,” Daniel sighs, and then he’s untangling himself from Max to sit upright, legs kicking round to dangle off the bed. For a moment, Max’s heart stops and he thinks desperately, please don’t go, we still have until morning, but then he sees that Daniel is just lighting a cigarette.

Then he’s getting back in beside Max, pulling him back close.

“I don’t want to think about racing,” he repeats, like he thinks Max will risk their time together fighting him on this.

“Well what do you want to talk about?” Max asks instead, looking up and watching Daniel inhale smoke through his lungs, then exhale it from his nostrils, plumes of it billowing from them like he is a dragon who could breathe fire.

Closing his eyes, Daniel sinks further into the pillows.

“Australia,” he says, and Max smiles.

This is a game Max knows how to play.

“I am almost done fixing the fence in the sheep’s pen,” he begins, tracing his own patterns on the skin of Daniel’s chest, connecting the bruises to mak constellations of pain. “I think I will just need your help to lift the gate back onto it’s hinges tomorrow morning.”

Daniel hums again, then says, “okay Maxy, but after I want to go to the beach. Think you’ll have time to make us some food to take down there, if we pack the blanket?”

Max nods, face pressed so close to Daniel’s chest his lips catch on his skin as he speaks.

“For you, I can make the time,” he promises, like it’s not one thing on a list of many that they never have enough of.

#dystopia au #i realise i would need to explain a lot of this for it to make sense opps #feel free to ask me wtf is going on and ill try to explain lmao #max/daniel #fic #thanks kate!!!:)#also if ive posted this before someone pls tell me 🤨🤨🤨 i cant rememebr

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mooneltwo · 7 months

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I want to add more stuff

#post apocalyptic dystopia au #moonel.mspaint

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lemonmint-the-neko · 7 months

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Here's some doodles of my post dystopia designs I made in school because I was bored :)

These are my Monk and Foubreak designs!

and a HUGE doodle of my Reach design (centimeter ruler for scale)

#incredibox #incredibox fanart #fanart #incredibox v8 #incredibox dystopia #lemonmint's post dystopia au #foubreak #monk #reach #post dystopia foubreak #post dystopia monk #post dystopia reach #idk why i put effort into these lol

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anominous-user · 2 years

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figured i might as well doodle this au a lil more

#honkai impact #honkai eden #honkai elysia #kosma #honkai su #kevin kaslana #honkai klein #honkai dystopia #elyeden #feeding the one dystopia fan over here (myself)#a-u doodle dump #pioneer au #im sorry dyssie i will make a proper ref for you one day i just need your fucking eye color #also i may. make a whole post abt the au at some point once i develop it enough since its just scattered ideas here n there

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samtheacesheep · 1 year

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Milo Murphy’s Law Masterpost

Hi, I’m Sam! I am a massive Milo Murphy’s Law fan (and dwampyverse in general, but mml especially). I write mml fics, mostly in various aus. I really, really, really like angst, hurt/comfort and whump, but I do also write happy stuff. Sometimes. On tumblr, all of my fics are tagged with: #I wrote a thing

Any fanart is tagged #I drew a thing

I also sometimes post pictures of miniatures that I paint, tagged: #I painted a thing Masterpost list:

Non Au:

https://archiveofourown.org/collections/mmlNotAu/works

basically what it says on the tin. Not always canon, exactly, but not an au

Fantasy au:

https://archiveofourown.org/series/3258273

#mml fantasy au Set in a world with wizards, dragons, sorcerers, ghosts and angst. The main fic in this series is A Cursed Boy, a Wizard and an Human, which is about Zack, a human from the ordinary world, getting trapped in the fantasy world and trying to find his way home. 2nd Dimension Au:

https://archiveofourown.org/series/3133029

#mml 2nd dimension au

Again, probably pretty self explanatory. Bucketloads of angst, Vanessa is pretty goddamn evil (sorry Nessa, I do love you), Milo is Sad. Monsters Au:

https://archiveofourown.org/series/3164559

#mml monsters au

whoa it’s angst. In a world where monsters like vampires, oozes and flying rhinos exist, a well respected containment facility thinks that Murphys are monsters. And they do something about it. This au also has a split timeline, and a few oneshots in spinoff aus. Incredibly angsty and painful, read the tags. Dystopia Au:

https://archiveofourown.org/series/3244065

#mml dystopia au

Milo and co are from the future, while Cavendish and Dakota are from the present. The future is dystopian, the corporation V-Tech controls everything. Melissa is a cyborg. The pnf cast are there. Mage Au:

https://archiveofourown.org/series/3164697

#mml mage au

Another fantasy au. This time, magic is illegal, and the punishment for being a mage is a painful death. Milo and Melissa have been raised by their mage parents, while Zack was born to humans and raised in human society to hate mages.

Counteragents:

https://archiveofourown.org/series/3192483

Technically set in ordinary Danville, but far removed enough that it counts. Cavendish and Dakota actually get a pair of counteragents from a rival time travelling organisation- which ends well for nobody. The counteragents are my villain ocs Sally and Penelope, who are awful, terrible, evil bastards and I love them. Anything with Sally in it on tumblr will be tagged #sally, and “sally is back on her bullshit” on ao3. https://archiveofourown.org/works/45343870/chapters/114080575 I wrote Cowboys and Counteragents with @hypersonicjd

It’s a crossover between my Counteragents and his A New Frontier (space cowboys!!) series

Ghost Au:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43118494

#mml ghost au

Milo is a ghost who is haunting Zack, but he isn’t very scary. https://archiveofourown.org/works/43696911 This fic is a spin-off oneshot, in which Milo is actually pretty scary. The Loneliest Kid Au:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46438885

#the loneliest kid au

Also an ongoing series. Zack joins Jefferson County Middle School, and meets Milo Murphy- who is kind and cheerful, but withdrawn, anxious when too close to people, and firmly opposed to being his friend. Zack is determined to change that. A slowburn friendship fic. Epithet Jinxed:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/39095769

#epithet jinxed

An Epithet Erased au! Milo, Melissa and Zack get locked in the museum after closing, during a robbery. They have to keep the Arsene Amulet out of the hands of dangerous people, and stop them from stealing Milo’s epithet - Jinx! BoTT is Evil:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43541854

Again, pretty self explanatory. Currently just a oneshot but I do have a multi-chapter fic in the works to explore the concept more. Soulmates Au:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40933884

A world where soulmates share injuries, and Milo, Melissa and Zack are platonic soulmates. Champions Au:

#mml champions au

Cavendish, Dakota, Savannah and Brick are ancient, powerful immortals. Milo, Zack, Melissa and Mort are their champions, mortals who save the world on their behalf. I haven’t written anything for this au yet

#mml fantasy au #mml monsters au #mml 2nd dimension au #mml mage au #mml dystopia au #sally #mml ghost au #the loneliest kid au #epithet jinxed #mml champions au #pinned post #masterpost

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distinctlywhumpthing · 1 year

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How old is Leo, and how old does Leo think Aiden is? - whumpinthepot

Previous ask about Aiden's age — Masterlist

CW: BBU-adjacent, institutionalized slavery, dehumanization. Explicit language. Whump of a minor mentioned.

Leo took a steadying breath. “Delia?”

“Yeah?” She didn’t even look up from suturing, so focused she’d thankfully missed the half-dozen times he’d opened his mouth and closed again, not quite ready to pull this thread.

“I—uh…”

That did it. Her hands stopped moving and she glanced up, eyes tracing his face.

“Actually, maybe I don’t even want to know…”

“Leo, out with it.”

“Look, it’s just—Please, tell me he’s older than he looks.” He resisted the urge to glance at Aiden, convinced he’d find those dark eyes watching him, maybe even looking betrayed by this line of questioning.

Delia did look because of course Aiden was still peacefully sedated. A state that was necessary but felt like another break of Aiden’s trust. “Well, he’s not exactly your peer…”

“Fuck, Deels. He looks about half my age though, not a day over sixteen. Tell me I’m wrong?”

Delia sighed. “I trust you didn’t get far asking yourself?”

He shook his head.

“They’re trained not to answer truthfully, even if they enter the system at a legal age. So, even if he had wanted to tell you…”

His stomach felt heavy.

“Look, if we get an MRI later, we can make a fairly educated guess. Short of that, we can see what molars he has but that’s only reliable if he hasn’t had orthodontic work to remove any and still has a margin for error of a couple of years if they came in early or late…”

Leo kneaded his brow with his fingertips.

“What will it mean to know how old he is? Would it change anything?”

He sighed, dragging his hand down his face. The events of the day and night were really starting to hit him. “I don’t know…I guess I had hoped he wasn’t subjected to all of…that when he was so young. He just looks so young, Delia, like he never got a chance at anything.”

“Would it be any less sad if he was your age or mine? If they had waited until he was eighteen like they’re supposed to? Because in that case, chances are he was in for a decade at least.”

He swallowed. “See, now? This is why I thought maybe I was better off not knowing. It’s lose-lose either way.”

“That’s the system, Leo.” She picked up her instruments and resumed mending what could be fixed while Leo let himself be swallowed by thoughts of the damage he couldn’t even begin to touch.

— Masterlist —

@octopus-reactivated @maracujatangerine @nicolepascaline @mazeish @whumpy-writings @cracked-porcelain-princess @meetmeinhellcroutons @briars7 @thingsthatgo-whump-inthenight @jo-doe-seeking-inspo @neuro-whump @painsandconfusion @wolfeyedwitch@skyhawkwolf @haro-whumps @onlybadendings @peachy-panic @fillthedarkvoid @rabass @crystalquartzwhump @dont-touch-my-soup @mylifeisonthebookshelf @hold-him-down @guachipongo @creetchure @leyswhumpdump @aseasonwithclarasblog @catawhumpus @magziemakeswhatever @the-magpiesystem @pigeonwhumps

#bbu #box boy rescue #box boy whump #bbu whump #whump #pet whumpee #pet whump #clueless caretaker #reluctant caretaker #thank you for the ask!#stitches tw #unconscious tw #institutionalized slavery tw #bbu-adjacent #it really is much more bbu-adjacent/dystopia at this point #i've been meaning to hammer out the details in a reference post #one of these days #right after i start a new Together spinoff #and write an Unintentional medieval AU

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i-seeaspaceshipinthe-sky · 4 months

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when you opened your Fic Plan twice this week >>>>>

#yes i just opened dystopia fic for the second time fgjghfhgh #im working on it #im working #the thing that concerns me though is that i planned a few one shots? drabbles? for this au #like post-dystopia fic fics #and it flows so good in my head trust me bro

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gabeart · 2 years

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You shouldn’t be here

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Just my brain farting out au ideas, I may expand more on this later. I like the child design so they’ll probs pop up later.

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bluesgras · 8 months

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saw that everyone was having fun with apocalypse sonas, and i thought i’d be fun to join in with @centerofleesmind

#i assure you this is not the only time you’ll see em #multiversal shenanigans #btw they’re in the same world as mangatoons’ and elliwoods’ sonas #just to clarify #blues notespad #tmnt adjacent #dystopia au posting

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askuprisingrottmnt · 8 months

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So Damon (the dog(?) yokai with the flaming head) says Donnie is with "Project Betahound", some kind of weird secret operation that means Donnie's in trouble.

He says he knows what to do to save him, but I'm not super confident this is going to work...

He says he's only ever done this once. Which isn't comforting at ALL.

~Mikey

#rottmnt #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt leo #rottmnt april #Rise Dystopia AU #Dystopia AU #mikey post #rottmnt fanart #Mind Games Arc

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mooneltwo · 1 year

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Just imagine the one monologuing is a random revolutionary this is au

#one piece au #monkey d luffy #post apocalyptic dystopia au #moonel.mspaint

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hermitwhosipstea · 1 year

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My contribution for @frogerweek 2022

Eyes That Know Me

I illustrated this fic here

#frogerweek2022 #frogerweek #froger fanfiction #froger fanfic #froger #queen fanfiction #Dystopia AU #Post Apocalypse AU

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apollo41writes · 2 years

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Goodnight prompt 16/∞

Fandom: Detroit: Become Human Ship: RK900/Gavin Reed AUs/Tropes: Demon/angel (but in a futuristic steampunk dystopian setting), Enemies to friends to lovers Prompt: When one of the Angels tries to infiltrate the Demons, Gavin finds himself forced to help the Angel, even if he'll probably end up dead anyway by the time this damn Angel is done with his mission.

Extra details: Oh boi, get ready because for this one I have lots of setting things to talk about. Last night I wasn't sleepy at all and my brain decided to work overtime. Suffice to say, I haven't slept much.

First of all, like I mentioned, this one is a bit of a futuristic dystopia, but with a very steampunk kind of technology. So basically there was one big event in the past that corrupted the planet so much that only a small number of people aren't corrupted/sick/mutated because of the toxic fumes or whatever (don't know if it was because of chemical warfare or radiation or some kind of pandemic or even just something natural like a big underground volcano exploding and messing up completely the climate). Following this event, human society is basically split based on how "corrupted" someone became because of the fumes.

-There's The Pure, those that had enough money and technological knowledge to live under protected environments where marvelous cities are built that are basically just huge bubbles floating mid-air. These people are completely human looking, but used technology to improve their body to lengthen their lifespan. Usually these people are inventors, politician, but also second, third and forth generations Pure that at this point are no longer the brilliant geniuses that designed these cities, but a lazy "nobility" that spends most of their time drunk, on drugs and generally enjoying their privileged lives.

-Then there's The Touched, mostly those that weren't rich or smart enough to be granted to live in the protected environments right after the event, but showed very little signs of contagion. There are lost of people that fall under this category: - the farmers, that take care of the special greenhouses built to grown safely crops and are usually the less sick to prevent possible contamination to the food. They live under the domes that protect the greenhouses for this reason; - the workers, that build everything that the Pure need and if they were corrupted by the fumes are lucky enough to just have mutations that help them be more productive. They live on the ground, but still in somewhat protected cities where there are laws to follow and police that take care of people making problems; - the law, which are usually people that used to be of some relevance in the world previous to the event, and despite being touched by the corruption still look mostly human. These people are the ones that make sure order is maintained both in these protected ground cites and the greenhouses; - the help, which serve the Pure inside their protected bubbles. Mostly these people are Pure that after the first generation showed some kind of mutation that implied the corruption touched them. They still live inside the bubbles, and some actually run shops and such inside the floating cities. But the Pure usually treat them just like they would people from the ground cities.

-A little lower in the caste there's The Fallen, those that at some point lost the privilege to live under the bubbles and now live on the ground cities. They must have done something very bad to be cast out of The Pure, mostly things like endangering the safety of the safe environments or allowing people from the ground level to enter safe area and risking a contagion of some kind. Despite being cast away they still have enough money and sway that they own buildings and shops inside those cities. The Touched tend to despise them for being stupid enough to squander their chance to live a safe and comfy life and still being lucky enough to be healthy and free of mutations. At the same time, they are very sought after people for having children, since there is a better chance of having kids that are not corrupted or that have mutations so subtle that it can be hidden with technology and they have a chance, if they show potential, to be "adopted" by a family from the Pure.

-At the very bottom there's The Foul, which is basically anyone with major mutations. They live on the remnants of cities from before the event, and while there is somewhat of a social order, it's so complicated and in a permanent cycle of unending change, that calling it anything other than anarchy is difficult. Here people still look like humanoids, but most are so corrupted that they are more akin to the classic imagery of devils and demons than anything else (so, horns like protrusions, tails, skin in unnatural shade or covered in blemishes of all kinds, eyes and scleras in unnatural colors depending on how contaminated the air is in that specific area and on and on and on). Some are unlucky and die very young either to sickness or killed by those more powerful. Those that got stronger and stronger with each generations of mutations, are usually the ones that look less human and are more adaptable to the new world they live in. These people in particular are known as The Demons. Some of them use their power to try and instill some sense of order because they crave to return to the golden days of the past before the event, others go the other way and create empires built on fear, terror and chaos. In other places it's just straight out open war every single day.

-Last but not least important, The Angels. Which is mostly a nickname given to them by people and that stuck despite their inventors doing their best to correct this mistake. They are Automatons, without freewill of their own, unable to feel emotions and mostly built to follow orders of either their builder or the person that buys/rent them. Most of them are tasked to do those jobs that are in between the safe ground cities and the safe environments in the sky. But since the Pure are starting to notice how much more powerful the Foul are getting thanks to their mutations, some of them are built to look like The Demons so that they can infiltrate their society and destroy them from the inside out, preventing organization against the system that keeps the Pure safe. The one thing that granted these automatons their nickname is the pair of wings hidden inside their chests and that allow them to move back and forth from the various places all over the globe. Some look almost human like, others are very obviously automatons with their inner working showing, and others, like I just said, look like the Foul to be as inconspicuous as possible when on the ground.

After all of those setting details, back to the actual "plot". So, like I hinted, Gavin is one of The Demons. He's not particularly important, but he's strong enough and "mutant" enough to be called so. Usually he stays out of shit, but every now and then he's called for help in dealing with troublemakers in one of the cities that as of lately are more or less organized under a group of Demons. RK900 is an Angel, sent to the ground to try and infiltrate inside this specific city to destroy it from the inside out, since the more organized a city is, the more it's likely that they will attack safe ground cities. Gavin, being a loner, is a lucky person for the Angel to capture and convince to help him if he wants to survive their encounter. From there I imagine Gavin sassying RK900 a lot, doing his best to be useful enough that RK900 still wants him alive, but useless enough that RK900 won't have an easy win. Until they both realize they work well together when they are forced to fight against a common enemy: a different group of demons from outside the city, trying to create random chaos and kill as many as possible. I think they slowly build to lovers only after, during their "investigation" they found out that RK900 isn't the first Angel to be sent down to the ground and that there are many other automatons hidden in the middle of the Foul. That they weren't destroyed like the Pure thought, but they found out that they actually have free will, and started helping the Foul in building up slowly into a more functioning society. Basically, some of the Demons that rule the most successful cities are half actual Demons, and half Angels. RK900 at first wants to go back to report this to the Pure, but he's stopped by other Angels and kept prisoner. Which is when Gavin finds out he's in love and he does his best to make RK900 get free from his programming.

And that is as far as I got last night. Lost of details still missing, this is basically just a skeleton, and even then, everything can be changed. It would for sure be an interesting read, but, like many of my more complicated ideas, I for sure feel like this isn't something I would be able to write.

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angel-fic-recs · 2 years

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i am contagious - ienveeus

Min Yoongi x Jung Hoseok x Kim Namjoon (Namgiseok)

Side Jeon Jungkook x Park Jimin (Jikook)

Rated : E

Wordcount : 40k (multi-chaptered)

Genre : Angst | Dystopia

WARNING : GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE

Description : he peers into the chaos, searching for an answer. yoongi’s still struggling at the forest-line. he escapes for a moment before an Other tackles him to the ground. a surge of panic rushes over namjoon. there’s too much going on, people everywhere, violence, blood, death. and in the middle of it all: hoseok. --- in which namjoon is a pacifist in a world that's trying to bleed him dry

Angel's review : A great story about trust, forgiveness, violence and pacifism. I admire Namjoon's principles, morals and values in this fanfiction. The worldbuilding was really well-done and immersive. I am also gald that Hoseok is the key of the plot and the center of it. Everything evolves around him. It was epic and emotional, full of suspense, adventure and bravery. The plot was much more important than the romance (though the latter is still very much present and is one of the greatest elements to the plot). Namjoon is a hero, trying to save and protect everyone he loves and for that you should read this !

Link : https://archiveofourown.org/works/6392797

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