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djkingxxxdm · 1 year
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AU Roxie…again 😂🥲
But look at her~✨🔥
Night club AU belongs to @x-elyssa-x
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~Trolls Night Club AU - Nightmare...~
This beautiful yet nightmarish scene request was gorgeously done by my lovely @x-elyssa-x​​~💜✨ Inspired from a scene from a Trolls AU RP we’re doing together where Trollex runs a night club called ‘Neon Moon’, but gets into a real spot of trouble when he gets involved with a vicious gang - run by the most dangerous troll in the city...Slash a.k.a Elyssa’s newest OC! 😈
It also of course, features me and Wave :3 And here, this scene takes place within a shared nightmare we’re both having in the RP - being trollnapped by Slash and his gang, taken hostage within their hideout mansion and much to both our horror, the boss has taken a real strong interest in me - forcing me to become his wife...o0`o
And now, here I am at the altar on that fateful day (I picked out the wedding attire~ =^.^=) before the deadly boss...praying to Harmonia that this nightmare would end, and that my one and only would come in time to my rescue...ooh, my darling Cooper, please save me~! 💗 ;//0//;
But over all, I am super happy of how all this exquisite masterpiece turned out! 🌟o🌟 💝 Elyssa, my dear, you’ve done such a wonderful job and I absolutely LOVE it all so~! 💖😍 It has really made my evening, and really captures the emotions and drama within the scene~✨💘 Thank-you ever so, so much in a million, sweetie - you’re the best~! ✌ 💞 >W< 💕 *mega-hugs* 
*~Reblogs are also deeply appreciated as well, so please do reblog as well as like! Thank-you kindly!~*
Trolls/Trolls World Tour/Trolls TrollsTopia (c) DreamWorks Animation
Gang Boss, Slash/Night Club AU & Scene Request (c) @x-elyssa-x​ 💜
Trollsona Jussy/Justina Butterfly (c) @jade-green-butterfly​ (Me~!) 
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rosavinn · 11 months
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gas station night shift au
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You Make Me Wanna 2
Warnings: dark elements, noncon, age gap, best friend’s dad trope other dark elements. Proceed with caution.
Note: Please let me know what you think as it helps me a lot with ideas and I love interacting with you all.
Part of The Club AU
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You duck your head just before you can glance off the metal. Walter shoves you into the passenger seat gruffly as you drunkenly gold against his strength. You dizzy pull your feet inside as he grips the door and barely get them out of the way before he slams it. You shake your head, try to break free of the haze. Ugh, too much vodka.
The car jostles as he rips open the driver's door and the axel dips beneath his weight. He growls as he snaps the door shut and ram the keys into the ignition. He lets the engine idle as he shifts in his seat. He slips his phone out and taps with his thumb. He could crack the screen. You grasp your own cell and check for messages.
He huffs and drops his phone in the cupholder. He pulls the seatbelt across his burly figure and clicks it into place. He glares over at you as he slaps a hand around the ridge steering wheel, "buckle up."
You obey. The nightstand taken a rotten twist and the sooner it's over the better. You just need to find Faye. You do up your belt and grab your phone again. You key in a message without a care for typos. Where is she? You suspect she might be too distracted to answer.
He reverses out sharply and you lean into the door. You look up, the streetlights glaring in your vision, then another light draws your attention. His phone is still bright. You squint at the map on the screen and the dot pulsing a couple blocks away.
"What the hell?" You bend to see clearer and he resches over to shove you back against the seat. "You're tracking her?"
"None of your business, " he sneers. "That's fucked up," you say. "You got a nasty mouth. Now I know where she got that from."
"I didn't raise her," you scoff. "Why the hell am I here if you got GPS on her--"
"Because for once you're gonna face consequences for your actions," he growls as he turns the corner without slowing down.
"Stop the car," you demand.
"Shut up."
"Stop!" You pull on the door handle futilely, "let me out."
"Don't do that," he barks as he keeps his foot on the gas.
"Let me out!" You raise your voice, "let me the fuck out, Walter."
"Mr. Marshall," he retorts meanly. "Stop fucking around."
"I said. Let. Me. Out." You hit his shoulder with your fist and the wheels swerve. He slams on the brakes and you lurch back in your seat.
"Hey!" He roars and reaches over to grab your wrist. He twists and you whine. "You're gonna get us fucking killed."
"No, you are."
"You ever shut that mouth," he sneers as you try to free your arm, only further stressing the tendon. You whimper and bring your other hand up to try to peel away his fingers.
"Let me go." He huffs and releases you.
You recoil and rub your wrist as you pout. You're quiet as you evaluate the throbbing in your muscles.
"You know, I don't think you'd want someone treating Faye like this," you murmur.
"Shut up," he mutters as he eases onto the gas.
"No, stop, I'm getting out."
"You're not going anywhere," he quickly builds speed again. "And you're not going to talk about my daughter again."
"Well... you put your hands on me. What kind of man--"
"I'd hate to think of the boys you call men," he spits.
You reel at his inference. Is he calling you a slut? He would laugh at the truth.
"Whatever," you cross your arms and sit back, fingers still tingling.
He drives on in silence, only his grumbles underlining his slow breaths. You don't get it. How is it always your fault? You got better grades than Faye, you did extracurriculars, it isn't your fault you couldn't afford tuition.
You don't spill any of these gripes to Walter. He would care. He doesn't care. He just needs someone to blame besides his precious daughter. If only he knew how many times you kept her from worse mistakes.
You peer out the window, yellow blocks of light flicking in between the dark. You had a bad feeling about tonight. You saw right through Faye. You knew she wasn’t coming for you. These days, your hang outs rarely end up being just that. You just don’t know why. She’s changed.
Or maybe she’s outgrowing you. She’s in college and you’re working down at the diner, scrounging tips to pay your mother’s rent. You slump down as the drunkenness coaxes your self-pity to the surface.
Your eyes wander across the dashboard. It’s not old and grimy like your mother’s used Chrysler. It has bluetooth and lights and the heat works. There isn’t a crack down the plastic and it doesn’t smell like cigarettes.
It was easier in high school to pretend you belonged with Faye. You still had that layer of naivete that made you believe things could get better for you. Well, life’s begun and you’re just the same as you ever were.
You’re rattled suddenly as he shakes you, his large hand on your shoulder, “wake up.”
“Hey,” you shrug him off, “I’m awake.” You swat him away again, “don’t touch me.”
He blows out between his lips and snorts, bringing his hand back to the wheel. You sit up and turn your eyes back out the window. He’s just another person in your life who thinks they can mistreat you. His temper tantrum is nothing to you, just like you’re nothing to him.
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agrodo1ce · 8 months
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I made wtnv cryptid club au
It is actually based on my experience at summer camp. I was a child with hyperfixation on science and astronomy and the other kids didn't find it as exciting as I did, and there was another kid obsessed with cryptids, other children were also not very friendly with him, at first he seemed strange to me but we eventually got along and had a great summer
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tblsomedoodles · 6 months
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Donny's info from my 03 separated au (which i think i'm just calling the Ninja Club au for now. b/c it's stupid and gives me high school vibes.)
But yeah! I wanted to post Mikey here as well, but he's not done yet. (my cringe son will have to get his own post. Darn lol.)
ANYWAYS! Details!
Donny, of course, was raised by the Jones family after they all got separated during a sewer collapse (or something. I may rework the that later) when they're about 2-3 yo. Donny gets found and brought home by a 9 yo Casey.
Splinter finds him when he's eight and spoke with him briefly. But Splinter was in disguise so Donny didn't recognize him past a vague feeling of safe (which he fought against b/c this is Donny.) After realizing that Donny is safe and well taken care of, Splinter leaves him be. (the best splinter could offer was a place in the sewers and if Donny was able to not live in the sewers, Splinter was not going to take that away from him.)
They gets reunited with most of his mutant family (Raph's still missing) when their fifteen. And that's only b/c Mikey refused to wait anymore and surprised him late at work before Splinter could tell him not to.
He's pretty confused about it all, at first, but he eventually happy to have contact with his siblings. (tho he's less stoked about the adventures he keeps getting dragged out on during school nights.)
for the first few months, he's very against learning to fight. He's a high schooler. Sure Mikey and Leo can fight, but that doesn't mean he has to learn.
But then there's an incident involving Shredder, Leo, and a very breakable window, and he realizes he needs to learn so he's not the weak link and so he can protect himself and his brothers. (it also helps that they found out the Shredder had been targeting Donny for said treatment first due to his lack of training and how easy it would be to grab him from school. But Donny hadn't went to school during those days so they went after Leo instead.)
I have so many stupid ideas for this, you have no idea. anyways, that's all for now. Mikey's might be up later today, but i have work to get to rn.
edit: Links for Mikey, Raphael, and Leo's info dumps
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wearethewinx · 9 months
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Headcanon:
Solaria has a figure 8 orbit around two suns. That means it effectively has two summers and two winters per year, and the peak of summer happens when it crosses between the two suns, putting the planet through a few weeks with no darkness anywhere (because of this Stella sometimes sleeps with her lights on). The deepest part of winter is at the outermost ends of the orbit, where the suns eclipse eachother, and the poles do experience snow during those months
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lover-of-skellies · 2 days
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the losers do powerpoint night
stan goes first, his presentation is titled ‘the losers as bird species’. they’re all really niche species and nobody really understands what he’s saying, but his reasons are really accurate and he finds himself pretty funny.
bill is next, his is short but sweet and simply describes his ideas for the losers’ next days out. everybody gets excited discussing plans, dates, similar alternatives, and eventually all of the ideas he puts forward do happen (and they all enjoy them very much).
ben and eddie have collaborated on theirs to create ‘the losers as disney characters’. unbeknownst to them until now, ben has spent painstaking hours photoshopping each of the losers’ faces onto each of their assigned characters, which everybody finds incredibly funny. it’s also highly obvious that ben was the one to assign ariel to bev, whilst it was eddie who chose vanellope von schweetz for richie.
mike presents his top five derry conspiracy theories, which isn’t actually as boring as you’d expect from the title. he presents each and every point with genuine detail and has clearly done his research, but the theories themselves are so ridiculous you can’t help but laugh. he’s fully aware of this and makes it clear that of course he doesn’t seriously believe in them (okay, maybe one or two of them).
bev and richie’s joint project finishes the night (after having begged everybody to let them go last, convinced that theirs is a high note to end on). the duo present ‘the losers as our favourite memes’, and proceed to spam their eyes with the most chaotic tik toks, textposts and cursed images. they both claim they worked very very hard on this and that they should be taken completely seriously, but their powerpoint actually takes the longest to present since they can’t help but crease up laughing for a full minute every time they change the slide.
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tragedykery · 6 months
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so crazy to me that nikeya became warlord of seiiki in her late twenties (?). she should have been at the club
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hey-hamlet · 4 months
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Ok so about a month ago I was desperately trying to remember who wrote about Yaoyorozu Yakuza au and I could not for the life of me find the specific one I was looking for (i.e. yours) so I am incredibly happy to see it pop on my feed again.
Also, if hypothetically Momo were to let Izuku have a little crime as a treat how would that go down? Between the two of them they could cause so much chaos but the yakuza in bnha are pretty low profile + the whole hero student thing so would they break out the goofy disguises?
My life goal - inflict a vague "was that like, a fic? an au post? a dream?" on people.
Momo, in an attempt to make up for the leaps and bounds her quirk has been developing since she started chatting with Izuku is like - "i need to get him a present but the only thing he ever wants is All Might merch and he owns like. all of it." So she has to brainstorm a better present.
Enter - mid-stakes heist her family is orchestrating on a small HPSC office in Hakone. She invites Izuku to do some snow training on a ski slope her uncle owns, and then reveals that not only are they going to do training (something Izuku was very excited for) they are going to steal! From Izuku's least favourite government agency!
Typically her family stick to like. Generic theft, protection fees, illegal gambling rings and creative accounting (one of her recent ancestors had a tanuki style quirk that let him turn leaves into gold for about 24hrs. so, also counterfeiting? I guess?) . But! The HPSC is trying to keep the fact that a lot of the yakuza are still around under wraps by taking them out lethally, so no one hears about them. So, the HPSC having info about them is a major risk, especially with their dear Momo trying to become a hero!
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djkingxxxdm · 1 year
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More AU Roxie X,3
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Hate that she’s so hot T///w///T
@x-elyssa-x ‘s night club AU
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Recovered from a mini art block a few days ago, thanks to a few suggestions from my fellow watchers on deviantART and an upcoming piece featuring my fave crossover ship - Synth x Kaa/Kanye but for now, a lil’ something for my dear @x-elyssa-x​​‘s Trolls Night Club AU - my trollsona a.k.a moi, city style! 8D 🌇 Inspired by a few outfits from The Sims 4: City Living DLC during a Google search, I wished to capture what I’d look like, living the city lifestyle. With my beloved Cooper, of course - who I’ve been happily married to for over a year and trying for a trolling of our own in this AU~ >w< I also imagined this is how the scene would look from Gang Boss, Slash’s point of view when I am taking a stroll in the city and he spies me from his limo for the very first time...o_o; Glad I took the opportunity to design another look for me, I LOVE how my new city style turned out!✨😍 Especially the dress and handbag, hehe~💝 Hope y’all like too, especially you, Elyssa! ✌ 💕 *mega-hugs* =^.^= This was so much fun to do with brining your AU more to life~💖 ;3
*~Reblogs are also deeply appreciated as well, so please do reblog as well as like! Thank-you kindly!~*
Trolls/Trolls World Tour/Trolls TrollsTopia (c) DreamWorks Animation
Night Club AU (c) @x-elyssa-x​ 💜  
Trollsona Jussy/Justina Butterfly, City Style (c) @jade-green-butterfly​ (Me~!)
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bonds-of-corruption · 28 days
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These were meant for an ask but I scrapped the idea. Too many pictures lol, because initially each picture had two characters each. That ask also had like, three questions so it would've been messy. Imo anyway.
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You Make Me Wanna 1
Warnings: dark elements, noncon, age gap, best friend's dad trope other dark elements. Proceed with caution.
Note: Please let me know what you think as it helps me a lot with ideas and I love interacting with you all.
Part of The Club AU
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You stumble through the open doors into the cool night air. The sweat on your skin chills you as your warmth melds with the evening temperature. The pulse of the club thrums through you as it follows you out, barely contained by the walls. 
You glance at the bouncer as you pass. He’s uninterested as he peers into the shadows across the street. You pull at the front of your shirt, airing it out as the heat of alcohol nips in your cheeks. You’re not in too deep. Three vodkas and water between to even it out. 
You sigh and lean against the brick, pushing your head back as you let your eyes close. There’s a tick in your cheek as you cross your arms. For all her nagging for you to come with her, Faye hadn’t been much of a wing woman. Maybe that’s what she’d expected of you. You don’t know, you just came to dance off the long week. 
Before you came out, you couldn’t separate her from the guy she was batting her lashes at. She swore before you came that she wasn’t looking to hook-up. Not again. Last time was just too weird. And you agreed, last time was the final straw. You’re done with those awkward encounters. 
You open your eyes and set your head straight. You would think she would be a lot more cautious. Considering where she came from. Or maybe that’s why she’s so reckless. She’s a bit too old for teenage rebellion. 
You stand and roll your shoulders. You’ll go back in and entice her away from that creep with a shot. You’re going home together. Just like she promised. 
“How did I know you’d be here?” The deep rumble has your ankle bending as you take a step, your clunk heel turning sideways. You know that voice, all too well. Fuck. “Where is she?” 
You face Walter as he marches up on you. Better known to you and all Faye’s cohort as ‘Mr. Marshall’. The no-nonsense detective who never has a good word or a smile for anyone. You’d hate to have a father like him. He makes you thankful you don’t have one. 
“Inside,” you shrug and go to spin away. 
“You just left her in there?” He snarls as he closes in from behind. 
“I’m going back in--” 
He grabs you and spins you to face him, his large hand tight around your arm. Despite the new strands of grey in his curls, illuminated by the lights of the marque, and the fine lines around his eyes, he’s still an imposing man. And strong. You wiggle, trying to tug away from his grasp. 
“Eh,” one of the bouncers calls over, “let her go.” 
He huffs but does as he’s told. He doesn’t want a scene, not that he couldn’t flip his badge out and swing his weight around. He never seems to shy away from that. 
“I came out to get some air. I didn’t leave her--” 
“No, but you brought her here,” he looks up, “that’s more than enough.” 
“I came here with her, I didn’t bring her here--” 
“Whatever. This shit might fly with your deadbeat mother but it won’t get far with me. Faye never started sneaking out until you came around--” 
You scoff, “she’s twenty-one. She’s an adult. And trust me, she was doing a lot before I ever met her.” 
“Take me to her,” he growls, “now.” 
You roll your eyes and the rumble stays in his throat. You wave him off and pivot on your heel. You clop forward and show your stamped wrist to the bouncer. They stop Walter and he sighs. You don’t wait for him as he stops and shuffles around. You don’t look back, knowing his badge will gain him easy entry. 
He catches up with you as spectrum of blues and purples haze over you from the coloured bulbs. He presses close as drunken clubgoers crowd around you. You search along the bar where you last saw Faye. 
“She was with some guy--” 
“Some guy?” He blusters, “are you serious?” 
You take out your phone and key in a message to her. You hit send and pop your head back up, scanning the writhing bodies. You don’t want to stay here with Walter, you can feel his anger roiling off of him. It would be better if you could find Faye first and sneak out of there. 
“I’ll check the ladies,” you offer. 
He doesn’t say a word. You set off towards the bathroom and sense him behind you, following you. Great. He trails you all the way down the hallway and only stops outside the black door. You push inside, doubting you’ll find Faye but all too happy to get space from that overbearing grump. 
You don’t bother checking the shoes under the stalls or the other faces in the mirror. You take out your gloss and redo your lips. You fix the collar on your cropped polo and turn to check the curve of your ass in your leggings. You look good even if your eyes are bit glassy. 
You look at your phone again. No answer. You can’t hide in here forever and you somehow don’t think a sign will stop Walter forever. The vodka fills you with doubt. You wish you were sober. 
You drag yourself back through the door and shrug at Walter as he meets you with a furrowed brow. 
“Not in there,” you say, “she’s probably dancing--” 
“You know, you won’t get far in life spending all your time in pits like this. You should go to school, grow up.” 
You ignore him. You’ve heard a million lectures from him, usually aimed at his daughter, but you don’t have to listen to him. He isn’t your father. He doesn’t know shit about you even if he’s profiled you as a bad egg. 
Your phone buzzes and you stop at the end of the hallways. His arm hits yours and you squint at the screen. He leans in, reading over your shoulder. 
“Shit!” He snarls sharply. 
The drunken message makes you cringe, ‘see u 2morrow. Got a hottie wit a botty.’ 
“Come on,” he grabs your elbow again. This time there’s no escape as he marches you across the cramped dancefloor. 
“Walt-- Mr. Marshall, what are you doing--” 
“Finding my goddamn daughter.” 
“But--” 
“But nothing. This is your fault. You’re not going anywhere until she’s home,” he sneers as you stumble in time with his long strides. “Then I never wanna see your face again.” 
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agrodo1ce · 7 months
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Boys Halloween costumes
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