#e!au

[cloudyinthecloset]

I really enjoy @shadowy-suitcase-herring-neck's pygmy sanses sooooo My version of Nightmare, Equipoise!AU Night, as a lil pygmy sans!

Some facts about this lil guy

Aequilibro Tantibus

Rescue pygmy, too weak/damaged to survive in the wild

Protected by his brother, Aequilibro Somnium

Loves mushrooms, likes to forage but exhausts quickly

Short heavy tentacles, takes a lot of energy to move, rarely used

Tentacle tips wag when happy

Cloak stays ON, hood stays UP, DO NOT ATTEMPT TO REMOVE

Zen vibes, soft squeaks, quiet purrs

Able to shadow sneak, but eyelight is always visible

#EquipoiseAU #equipoise au #E!AU #E!nightmare #pygmy nightmare shenanigans #pygmy sanses #utmv

[pineapple-frenzy]

Book 2 au: sparring sessions and short hair katara

They like to have sparring sessions in order to keep their bending skills sharp. They allow themselves to go all out and not hold back at all cause they know if anyone got hurt, Katara could just heal them

But anyways, wouldn't it be kinda funny if Zuko accidentally burned Katara's hair tho? Aofkqldkkajfjd

The "I think we can save the hairloops" line is from @linnoya-writes thank you for that!! :>>

#zutara #zuko #katara #atla #book 2 au #my art #i mentioned in my last book 2 au post that i wanted to include short hair katara into it and y'all were so supportive of it!! 😭😭😭 #so this is how i think it would go #it would happen as katara is trying to evade one of zuko's fire balls #she manages to avoid it but since her hair is long it still caught on fire #she'd be pissed so she water whips the hell out of zuko #and then promptly forgets about it akfhkakdkakdj #even after the sparring session she still hasn't remembered cause 'oh no zuko's in pain i have to help him!' #it isn't until zuko even mentions it that she remembers #zuko thinks she's more calm than i thought she would be after burning her hair so he mentions it to her #little did he know katara just forgor aldjlakdkaljd #n e ways zuko does feel bad so she offers to help fix it up for her #i think after the haircut katara would find herself looking in mirrors when there are any around cause 'zuko thinks i'm beautiful?? really? #zuko doesn't know this tho and he thinks katara is till sad about the unwanted haircut so he keeps telling her that she looks beautiful #and katara just keeps losing it aldjlakdlald #in conclusion they are idiots your honor

[wassup-its-e]

DDVAU etho

#desertduo vigilante au #ddvau #ddvau fanart #ethoslab #ethoslab fanart #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanart #mcyt #mcyt fanart #mcytfanart #E art #E hermit art

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🏒💃💃⛸ SHE GAVE HER A CHANCE!!!!!

#bg3 #bg3 fanart #shadowheart #karlach #shadowlach #ice rink au #tessa virtue and scot moir moulin rouge is my roman empire and also the sole reason that this au fucking e x i s t s #im always this c l o s e to trying to animate the whole thing out of hubris askjhdfgksajdhfg #karheart #shadowheart x karlach

[spicyraeman]

ya gettin what im puttin down?

#bg3 #lae'zel #feel like i need a tag for this uhhhh #bg3 band au #yeah that'll work w/e #anyway lae in a snapback changed me fundamentally #i will never be the same #my art

[hailsatanacab]

A Persuasive Argument - dpxdc

"Great!" Danny says, clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention. The dinner table falls silent as everyone looks towards him. It's a full house today and, honestly, Danny's a little nervous. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I gathered you here today."

"It's dinnertime. In our house." Duke mutters, while doing a very bad job of concealing his yawn. He holds his fork poised over the braised beef, but, just like everyone else, still looks towards Danny before tucking in. It's intriguing enough to wait.

"Yeah, no one misses Alfie's dinner." Dick says, with a brilliant smile that Danny can't help but return.

"Precisely! What better time to talk to you all than when you're all actually here!"

"Wait, I thought you came round to work on our English essays?" Tim asks, blinking owlishly.

"I'm afraid I've lured you here under false pretences, Tim."

"This is where I live."

"I would still really appreciate help on that essay though, I mean, what the hell is Hamlet even about? I just don't get that old time-y language, like 'Hark! A ghost hath killed me!' - absolute rubbish, what does that even mean?"

"The ghost never kills anyone in Hamlet, he's there to tell Hamlet that he was murdered. Have you actually read it?"

"No, but it sounds like you have. Tim, I want this guy to help me with my essay instead. I know for a fact that you haven't read Hamlet, either."

"So? We don't need Jason, I've read the Sparknotes."

"Hi Jason, I'm Danny, pleasure to meet you, summarise Hamlet in three sentences or less."

"Am I auditioning to help you write your essays? I can't believe you’ve gone through your whole school life without reading it, it’s good!"

"Hamlet, along with a number of other classics, was banned in our house because it portrayed ghosts as intelligent and sympathetic beings rather than evil, animalistic beasts. I didn’t even get to see The Muppet's Christmas Carol until last year with Tim! It was surprisingly good, and I hate Christmas because everyone always argued and it sucked. But we're getting off topic. I—"

"No, no, please go back to that, because what the fu—"

"Boys, please." Bruce interrupts, looking to the world as if he wants to hang his head in his hands. "Danny, you were about to say something?"

"Oh, yeah, Mr. Wayne! Thanks!"

"Please, call me Bruce."

"Well, that very succinctly brings me to my point, because I'd actually really like to call you dad."

Nobody says a word. Nobody even blinks, all as shocked as the other, watching open-mouthed as Danny pulls his laptop out from beside his chair. Bruce can definitely feel a headache coming on.

"Before you say anything, I've prepared a 69 slide PowerPoint presentation on why you, Bruce Wayne, should adopt me, Danny Last-Name-Pending. Please save your questions, comments, and verdict until the end, thank you."

#dpxdc #batpham #i forget - can we tag the parent fandoms? w/e #immediately alfred's like: while i do appreciate your initiative may i suggest it wait until after dinner? #and danny - who has barely eaten proper homecooked food ever - takes one bite and then absolutely wolfs down the whole lot #after he's finished he's like 'bear with - I've got to add that to the 'Reasons I Would Like to Live Here' section' #danny's powerpoint has tailored sections for each batfam member with lists of reasons why they'd get along #my au thoughts on this is that the fentons disowned danny when he told them he was phantom #and that this is after the ultimate enemy - wherein which he allied himself with the JL to fight against dan #(which didnt really work at all - BUT he knows some of their identities now INCLUDING batman's) #so one of the main reasons why he'd be a great fit is that he knows their vigilante status anyway so they don’t need to worry about secrets #dick just turns to tim like 'he’s your friend. he learnt this from you.' #tim: 'i didn't tell him our identities!! i would never!!' #dick: 'no i know that. it's the stalker tendancies. it's baby tim all over again' #tim: scandalised gasp #they all eat dinner in silence just super subdued and in shock and sending glances to bruce and danny #duke like: 'so i know I'm the last one in the family but like... this isn't how it normally happens right? did any of you make powerpoints? #tim gets all shifty because he absolutely did make a powerpoint he just never actually showed it to anyone #everyone stares at tim because they all know. it was in one of bab's blackmail files she has on him #damian's slide has danny offering to throw down at any time. 'tim says you like to prove yourself with your skills? #how about a real challenge? if i beat you then you have to vote yes to adopting me!' #damian is in two minds about accepting because... 1) look at him damian could take danny in his sleep! but #2) on the off chance that he does win... damian does not want any more brothers #(he takes the bet and its a suprisingly fun fight - and while he'll never say this... he would vote yes even without the wager) #on one of danny's slides there's a picture of ellie: you'll also get my clone sister! two children for the price of one!! #uhhh.... thats it now - I've been having fun with this haha #spent all day with the 'ive lured you here under false pretences' 'danny i live here' line in my head haha #anyway enjoy!!!!!! this was fun #i wanna make these slides so bad

[a-kind-of-merry-war]

A guy doing marine research into phytoplankton is far out to sea and waiting for the samples to be ready when he spots a fast-moving ripple in the water up ahead.

Fully aware that this spot is home to a migratory orca pod, he assumes he's stumbled across an orca hunting a seal and settles against the railing to watch, because it's not every day you get to see that.

The ripples get closer, the shadows in the water more defined, the water choppier, and suddenly the orca and its unfortunate prey are zooming directly towards the boat and he's waiting, breath held, for them to duck right underneath--

When the water breaks, the ocean sprays, and he's suddenly smacked fully in the face by a very wet, very confused, and very pretty merman, throwing them both down onto the deck while the boat rocks as a confused and now quite hungry orca dives beneath it.

The merman, it turns out, thought that the boat was an ice float and didn't realise his mistake until it was too late. But he's very thankful for the impromptu rescue, and wow don't you have nice arms, and holy shit you've got legs, can I touch them? Is that weird? Can I touch them anyway? And your hair--

So of course they get to talking because they're both utterly fascinated with the other, and soon the sun has set and the samples are long-since ready and the moonlight is making the ocean look black and they part with the knowledge that they'll never meet again, and a kiss, and a lingering look over the shoulder for all the things that can't be...

And the researcher gets back to land, moors his boat, readies his samples. He packs up his things, shoves them into his bags, and prepares to go home. He steps onto the jetty boards and thinks of the merman and the solid wood beneath his feet seems to sway for more than one reason.

There's a splash. He turns, pulled as if by the tide, and there's a ripple in the water. A face. A pair of eyes made black by the moonlight.

And this is how the researcher acquires a merman boyfriend who helps him find samples and the merman acquires a human boyfriend who rescues him from whales.

#short story #i guess? #original fiction #merman #mermaids #queer #fantasy fiction #writers on tumblr #writeblr #writers #guess what suckers this is just a one night in hartswood AU!!!! #mer!penn 4 LIFE #this is NOT a prompt lmao #im happy for you to use it with fanfic or w/e tho #but not original fiction #on account of how its my idea for a book

[el-pada]

beauty and the beast inspired 2003 au by @scarredwoods

im so normal i promise

#my art #ilustration #digital art #artists on tumblr #fanart #tmnt #tmnt 2003 #tmnt leo #miyamoto usagi #usagi yojimbo #leosagi #katana shipping #au #beauty and the beast au #woods might be posting a fic for it so e #just wanted to post smth

[allykatsart]

Something Worth Fighting For

Masterpost

To be clear Vaggie, Charlie and Emily stopped at Lucifer's place before heading back to the hotel. Vaggie and Charlie both agreed to put discussions about... Certain revelations off until then. They haven't talked about Vaggie being fallen.

Emily meeting Angel is so very interesting to me. He is, in canon, the example the hotel used to show the heavenly courts. He was the one Emily saw, the one she thought should belong in heaven. He's the one who showed her the cracks in the system. She's very happy she got to meet him in person.... But sad to know she couldn't fix those cracks.

Commission me!

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel comic #angel dust #hazbin angel dust #hazbin art #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin hotel fan comic #fan comic #fan art #fanart #vaggie #fallen emily au #emily seraphim #seraphim emily #my art #comic #artists on tumblr #art #me forgetting what holiday it is #yeah ill just post this #surely nothing will overshadow it #i am a fool #e tu brutus?

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

Some Extras from HoM AU Act 1: What was Left Behind.

Character Sheet references of the Boys (+extra about height lol) I made, to help myself draw the comic and some pages/panels without effects/unobscured because I am proud of them ;)

#hom au #heroes of millennium au #danny phantom #danny fenton #jake long #american dragon jake long #randy cunningham #rc9gn #randy cunningham 9th grade ninja #dp #adjl #im always so proud when i manage to draw a panel and then i get sad because i realize i have to obscure it for r e a s o n s #like ;( i drew very hard why brain #man honestly refs were just fun to make even if i kind of got lazy with randy's haha

[head---ache]

More gay losers au

Here's the og post

#fanart #sth #sonic fanart #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sonadow #sonic x shadow #sonia the hedgehog #manic the hedgehog #sonic underground #rouge the bat #e 123 omega #team dark #sonic au #should that be the name of the au VAHDBSJDVSJD #gay losers au? #lmao idk

[cloudyinthecloset]

Reposting this from Twitter for Mother's Day! I would love to answer questions about Feelings and the AU if anyone has any~

In honor of Mother's Day I wanted to do a little thread about #EquipoiseAU Nightmare and Dream's mom, the Tree of Feelings.

The Trees of Balance were equivalent to the primordial gods of Greek mythology, the first deities that represent the fundamentals of creation. The Tree of Feelings might have had a true name eons ago but it was lost to time far before sentient life and civilizations emerged, so she goes by many titles across various cultures, including Mother Goddess of Equipoise, Bringer of Balance, and She Who Is Equilibrium. To the village and it's people she was the Tree of Feelings, and to Nightmare and Dream she was simply Mother.

She never intended to get attached to them. They were meant to be nothing more than expendable pawns, things that existed only to protect her from harm, mindless soldiers to do as she commanded. Of course, being the embodiment of all emotion, her creations inherited her capacity to feel and emerged as endearing little balls of pure energy with limited sentience. She tried not to let herself care about them, tried to remind herself that they weren't truly alive without souls, that they would perish someday to keep her safe, but she found as the centuries passed that she couldn't deny her own feelings forever and she did, in fact, love her little creations.

She loved them enough to ask the other Trees to give them true life, to gift them with souls and magic so they could exist beyond their primary purpose. She loved them enough to let them go, freeing them from the burden of immortality so they could grow and learn. She expected them to leave her - but they didn't. They stayed not only as her Guardians, but as her children, as irrevocably attached to her as she was to them. No matter how far they went, no matter what they did, no matter what the village gave them, they always returned to her. She was their Mother, and they loved her.

Her form hindered her ability to dote on them physically, she could only do so much with roots and branches and leaves, but she tried her best. She shaped her roots into curled nests filled with her soft leaves, she moved her branches to help them climb safely, and she covered their wounds in her sap to heal them. The one place she could truly interact with them was in their dreams, but it always felt woefully inadequate to her.

She didn't blame them for seeking what they needed elsewhere, but she also couldn't deny the jealousy that would well within her when they spoke of the villagers hugging them like she couldn't, cuddling them like she couldn't, loving them like she couldn't. She couldn't resent the villagers, not after they embraced her children with open arms and souls, not when they protected her just as fiercely as her sons. Josiah should have been her competition, he should have been a threat, and yet he wasn't. He took care of them when she could not, he protected them when she could not, and he always brought them back to her safe and sound. She cared for him and his village, just as he and his village cared for and protected her. It was not at all what she expected would come of the lumber camp at the edge of her woods, but the mortals pleasantly surprised her, and she was grateful for it.

And they would continue to surprise her, in very unpleasant ways.

They came for her fruit, and her beautiful sons did their duty to her. They guarded her as they were made to do and they suffered the cruelty of the mortals in return. Their fragile bodies bruised and broke under the onslaught of the greedy mortals, and she felt their pain as keenly as if it was her own. Time and time again they fought for her, keeping her fruit safe at the expense of their own bodies and minds. Time and time again the villagers wrapped them in bandages and brought them home, and time and time again she mourned the fate she gave them.

They took her precious children from her, spirited them off to treacherous and dangerous lands, scared and alone. The distance made her ache deeply, a pain she had never experienced before, and it only became worse as she felt their agony at the hands of the unforgiving mortals. Her sweet Solaire was terrified, hounded and badgered by the masses, manipulated and gaslit by the King, and she could not help him. Her dear Lunaire was suffering, beaten and shunned by the masses, violated and broken by the King, and she could not help him. Her children returned to her shattered, fragile and splintering, barely holding together. Even with all of her power, with all of her divine glory, their pain was a kind she could not reach, she could not heal. All she could do was be, and try, and hope that they would heal with time.

And just when it seemed they could not hurt her and her children anymore, they came for the final time, bringing fire and axes and hate. Her son, her darling Lunaire, already so broken by these terrible mortals, stood alone to fulfill his destiny and give his life for her. Oh how she tried to protect him in turn, how she tried to save him from the merciless wrath of the mortals, how she tried to keep them both alive- but she needed Guardians for a reason, and she was helpless to stop the inevitable. Before they cleaved her trunk in two, before they took her fruit, before they started the beginning of the end, she felt her son dying. He laid, battered and bleeding, across the same roots that had cradled him as a child, drowning in agony and guilt. He told her he was sorry, and all she wanted to do was reassure him, to apologize in kind for failing him, but she was gone.

It takes a century for Nightmare to sleep again, but when he does he hears her. Soft and distant, like a dream in a dream, an illusion he assumes is created from his grief and trauma. He dismisses it, and continues to dismiss it every time he sleeps after that, to save himself the soulache. She is dead, and as much as it pains him to remember that, it is true. He failed her when she needed him the most, when he was meant to do the one thing he had been made to do, and she was dead because of him.

Nightmare doesn't dwell on it again until Dream brings it up, not long after their reunion. His brother mentions hearing their Mother while he sleeps, tears gathering in his sockets and bones rattling, and Nightmare takes pity upon him. He holds Dream close and tells him that it will get easier with time, that the grief never truly goes away but it lessens, it becomes more bearable, more manageable. Dream's acceptance is reluctant but absolute- he follows in his brother's footsteps and learns to disregard the achingly familiar voice in his dreams.

Nightmare does not hope for her return, not until the Procedure, not until he awakens cradled in her warm palms, free from his broken body, listening to her forgiveness, and realizes that she has been with them this entire time.

#equipoise au #undertale #undertale multiverse #undertaleau #nightmaresans #dreamsans #e!au #E!nightmare #E!Dream #dreamtaleau

[wassup-its-e]

a bunch of ddvau characters requests from the ddvau discord server

I hate doody

#desertduo vigilante au #ddvau #ddvau fanart #goodtimeswithscar #mumbo jumbo #tangotek #rendog #mcyt #mcyt fanart #mcytfanart #e art #E hermit art

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they are practicing their lifts don't tell coach jaheira

more of this self-indulgent ice skating au

#bg3 #shadowheart #karlach #bg3 fanart #shadowlach #i am s t i l l here #ice rink au #i am and forever will be H E R E. THE HOLD THIS HAS ON M E #ft. a very specific scene in my head #you think someone ever souped up a zamboni?

[auncyen]

Soulmate world except two people without marks decide they're going to fake being each other's soulmates with fake tattoos and what starts out as wacky shenanigans to reassure their families they can settle down and be happy ends up with them delving too far into the lore to make sure they get the act right and slowly piecing together, to their horror, that the whole soulmate system is a scheme of their people's gods to make the population boom before an upcoming war.

#everytime I read soulmate mark/thread/w/e aus I end up wondering #'how does this actually make sense?' #especially when canon has very visible examples of unhappy relationships #so yeah. what if it's just a cosmic scam. #quick settle down and make/adopt babies

[espressotimeau]

#sonic #sonadow #shadow the hedgehog #sonic au #sonic art #sonic fanart #sth fanart #rouge the bat #e 123 omega #asks open