#please ask me about this AU

[hybridshaverisen]

Titan AU Jesters :)

#please ask me about this AU #it’s been eating at my brain 😫 #titan au #FNAF au #fnaf sb au #fnaf dca au #FNAF sb #FNAF dca #sun fnaf #moon fnaf

[crocodadz]

see my vision. see it. embrace it. let it in.

also he got off way too easy in canon so let me tell you. let me tell you. this au i am cooking inside my skull. the horrors, the HORRORS I TELL YOU!!!

#enel #eneru #god enel #one piece #one piece au #artstuff #art #one piece fanart #PLEASE ASK ME ABOUT THIS AU

[theconfusedartist]

anyways this is tumblr and I actually do live in the wild west of America. I WILL talk about my protocreed au

So, to start off, Alex sees Desmond and Elijah while he's grabbing something at the university of New York in Manhattan, and actually catches a glimpse of Desmond eating a glass plate and a metal cup. He's so fucking confused and fascinated that he starts stalking him out of a scientific desire to study him.

Why is Desmond eating glass and metal you may ask? He is a piece of eden and his body needs nutrients in order to sustain itself. More specifically, he's three apples. Altaïr's apple was his 'body' which is why he looks so much like him, Ezio's apple was the 'voice' that allows him to properly speak to people through time, Connor and Aveline had the 'brain' apple which allows them to directly configure and control his abilities and memory.

Yes, Aveline and Connor get married in this AU. It should've happened in canon, and just bc ubi decided to drop their storyline, it doesn't mean I have to.

So, back on track, Elijah and Desmond are traveling together bc Desmond was absolutely ecstatic to learn he was having a child, and they decided to go to Manhattan after the 'Daniel incident' in Vermont. Alex manages to track Desmond down after two months working at Bad Weather and decides to just. Watch him.

And also get into a shit ton of bar fights, bc you can't tell me that Alex wasn't using his fighting moves in game before everything happened, you can't.

Most of the other employees that work at Bad Weather don't want to deal with Alex because, as previously stated he gets into a lot a bar fights and actually manages to win them, and Desmond is a good enough fighter that he can handle him. The interesting part is that Alex never tries to involve Desmond in his fights but he does let him pull him off people without attacking, like he would attack other bartenders, so they just let Desmond handle him.

Desmond is...conflicted on Alex bc on one hand, the man is stalking him and is persistent about it too, but also doesn't run away screaming when he realizes that Alex has seen him eating food that shouldn't be consumable by humans and will break a bunch of shit so people don't realize why so many dishes go missing in a week. But on the other hand, Alex is quite open about wanting to pin him to a lab table and seeing what makes him tick, which is fucking creepy. But he also??? Fights off any Abstergo agents when they're watching him in the bar (and later on he discreetly kills them) so its a really fucking mixed bag for Desmond.

This is kinda long. I'll stop here, but like I wanted there to be a reason Alex is so interested in Desmond before and after his death and rebirth, and I kinda wanted to lean into the fact that Dr. Mercer was absolutely a freak.

#prototype #[prototype] #alex j. mercer #alex mercer #alex and desmond #protocreed #assassin's creed #assassin's creed rewrite #desmond miles #please ask me about this au #someone asked me about it in another post and i was gonna reply #but then i realized I wrote like 7 pages on this au and why I think alex is the way he is #and i was like this is a fucking long ass reblog #and demoted it to the drafts

[q-ueen-potato]

Introducing my OC For the Stolen Throne AU.

(To know more about her species and the others I made just check here)

(Amazing drawing made by @alexoreality , Moh-key at the first years of war)

Her name is Moh-key Drayce, she is the ancestor of the Monkey D. family being from 23 generations back counting from Luffy.

She was the Queen of Marijoise(that was a large kingdom at the time and not only a city) between the years 670 and 695. She ascended the throne at 17 years old after her father's death.

She could use all three forms of haki advanced. She was an expert fighter and from the rank seraphim (the army from her kingdom followed the angel hierarchy, Seraphim being the same level as fleet admiral)

The oldest child, she had two young sibilings. Prince Trafal-Garth and Princess Porcia-Gaze. She also had one cousin from her uncle, Lord Golde and two cousins from her aunt, Lady Ro-kes and Lord Tea-shez. She also had a cousin from a distant side of the family, Sir Jal-Garth. Each of them giving origin to a family from the Clan D.

Her family name, Drayce, means dragon. The animal being a symbol to her family crest.

Because of her great-great -grandmother, Celeste Drayce, who joined all the Red Line kingdoms she has a lot of titles. Her full title as the monarch being.

Her Imperial and Royal majesty, Queen Moh-Key from Marijoise, Empress of All the Red Land, Lady of the valley and the umbra, Guardian of paths and whispers, Dame of the Islands.

#one piece #one piece au #Stolen Throne AU #Monkey D. #Moh-key Drayce #please ask me about this AU #i want to talk about it so much

[raventroll80]

A Beast on Mars

Chapter One: Rip and Tear

After a millennia asleep the Doom Slayer wakes to find himself in a situation all too familiar, with demons around every corner the Slayer must find out what caused this invasion and put a stop to it. Should be easy for an 18 foot troll, right?

Also thanks to @horseyneigh2002 for helping me pick a name for the fic!

The Doom Slayer had been wandering in this desolate snowstorm for longer than he could remember. Was this death? Had they finally managed to kill him? God, he hoped not. All he could see was endless white and grey swirling endlessly around him, the cold biting at him like and endless onslaught of Imps. God, he so cold.

The cold was the least of his problems though, he’d constantly catch glimpses of things out of the corner of his eyes. Sometimes it was people, sometimes it was demons, and other times it was objects. Most of the time the things he saw would get swallowed by the storm when he turned to look but the objects stayed.

Sometimes he’d recognize the things he saw, or at least he thought so. Obviously, he knew what the demons looked like, but it was the people who threw him off. Sometimes they spoke, their words garbled by the howling wind. There were a few he recognized, though he wished he didn’t. He’d try to ignore them when he could, it hurt less.

The objects however felt foreign yet familiar, he knew they were from Earth, from his old life. Rarely were they things from D’Nur. The Slayer was fairly certain they were memories, or fragments at least. When he had found control panel half buried in the snow, when he touched it the violent sensation of electricity running through him, maybe some memories where best left buried.

The Slayer had finally begun to resign himself to the endless storm, the cold seeping into his very bones, when he smelt something… he smelt smoke. Smoke and brimstone, he smelt Hell.

Following the sent snow became stone, and the cold melted away as the Slayer found himself climbing great stone steps in Kadingir. Atop the steps behind great stone doors, he found a massive sarcophagus. A voice echoed in his mind as the world around him faded into darkness.

“They are rage, brutal, without mercy. But you… You will be worse. Rip and tear, until it is done.”

The room reeked of smoke and gore; emergency lights flashed overhead, bathing the room in dim red light. The Slayer tried to sit up but something stopped him, a possessed corpse snarled to his right drawing his attention. The restraint snapped as the Slayer grabbed the zombie and crushed it in his hand, its blood staining the stone. The remaining restraint was removed with ease, finally he was free.

The Slayer rolled out of the sarcophagus and stood up; joints popped with a sickening crack alerting a small group of zombies feeding on the pile of gore that was once their coworker. The Slayer snarled at the living corpses before they too became gore as he tore into them. Now the room was quiet save for the blaring alarm, the Slayer could look around.

The room was fairly large with his sarcophagus on a raised platform in the center, its lid suspended from the ceiling by numerous mechanical arms, with more holding various tools. A lab, great. The Slayer flicked his tail in annoyance and made his way to the doors, but before he could leave something beeped overhead and a hologram began to play.

An older woman walked towards the sarcophagus which was surrounded by people knelt around it seemingly worshiping it, the Slayer snorted in annoyance. He hated when people acted like this, like he something to be worshiped. The Slayer crouched to leave when the hologram of the woman spoke.

“We have to contain this…”

The images flicked before disappearing completely. A low growl began emanating from the Slayer, what did she mean we have to contain this. The Slayer exited the room and was greeted by a familiar sight in the next, his Praetor suit. It was embedded in stone and surrounded by machines and gore, if the possessed hadn’t clued him, he was certain Hell had something to do with what was going on.

As the Slayer donned his armour hellish visions flooded his mind, a tower, a door, hellish energy being placed into an open ribcage, and finally an artifact of great power. The visions ended as he held his helmet, brushing his thumb against the familiar symbol painted above the visor.

Air hissed as the Slayer put the helmet on, it’s machinery calibrating after god knows how long of disuse. Glancing at the screen next to the slab of stone the Slayer’s suspicions were confirmed, DEMONIC INVASION IN PROGRESS it read. Gently the Slayer slid his finger across the screen, he wanted to get an idea of how bad the situation was so he could start damage control.

The scans came back incomplete. Apparently one of the arrays were down, which was preventing him form knowing how bad the situation was. “It’s Hell, everyone is probably already dead,” he thought, “even if there were survivors why would they ever trust something like you.”

 A map appeared on the screen showing the location of the offline array, it was close. Good, he thought he’d fix the array, know if he should be wary of survivors. If there weren’t, he’d kill anything that moved.

As the screen was showing him the diagnostics on the satellite the Slayer was notified of an incoming call. Surprised, the Slayer let the call come through. A deep reverberating voice came through the comms, they sounded almost robotic.

“Welcome. I’m Dr. Samuel Hayden. I’m the head of this facility.”

 “Oh,” the Slayer thought, “So, you’re the one to blame for this…”

“I we can work together and resolve this problem in a way that would benefit us both.” The man continued in that strange robotic voice.

The Slayer growled and much less gently grabbed the monitor and threw it across the room. He didn’t have time for excuses, Hell was here and demons needed to be killed. The Slayer left the room and was forced into a much smaller hallway, sure it was wide enough to fit him, but the metal catwalk beneath him creaked and groaned beneath his weight, threatening to give out at a moments notice.

The hallway was filled with crates and canisters, some of which were labeled DM1-5 Samples, the Slayer didn’t know what they contained nor was he interested in knowing. A smattering of zombies shambled about the corridor aimlessly, with the kick of his foot three went careening into the chasm below and the last was crushed as the Slayer rammed into the door.

The catwalk collapsed behind him and a massive boom shook the room he had entered. As the Slayer got his bearings straight something shrieked above him, the something skittered across the grating overhead before dropping down at the end of the hall. The Imp shrieked at the Slayer in defiance, a wicked grin crept across his face before bellowing out a roar and charging down the hall. The Imp didn’t stand a chance before it was crushed against the glass behind it which shattered as the Slayer kept charging.

More Possessed were crushed beneath his feet as the Slayer entered the room, the rich stench of gore permeated his nostrils. Looking up the Slayer was greeted to the sight of a gore nest; thick meaty webbing suspended a mass of flesh and bone, yellow pustules littered throughout the structure and a gaping maw clasped a sphere of demonic energy. The Slayer sunk his hand into the largest pustule and ripped out the gore nest’s heart, a hellish scream of pain filled the room as the nest summoned demons to it’s aid before exploding into a shower of blood and flesh.

Within seconds the room was filled with the lesser Imps, who wall screamed at the Slayer before they begun to attack. The Slayer roared once again before he began to tear though the Imps. Blood and gore were scattered across the room as the Slayer attacked, one Imp landed a shot while the Slayer was busy dismembering one of its comrades, but the Imps luck ran out as the Slayer swung his spiked tail towards it, impaling the demon instantly. The Slayer flicked the corpse off before continuing his carnage.

Another boom shook the room and a demonic roar echoed from behind the blast door. The last Imp was struggling in the Slayers grasp let out a final howl before the Slayer crushed it, another roar called out and something began slamming into the door. Still itching for a fight, the Slayer decided to give this unseen opponent a hand, and with some effort was able to pry open the blast door, only to be tackled by a much larger Imp. Ah so that’s what it was, a Brute.

The Slayer kicked off the large demon and let out yet another bellowing roar. The Brute lunged towards the Slayer who dodged out of the way causing the massive Imp to collide with the wall. Before it had time to recover the Slayer kicked the demon in the ribs before grabbing one of the many spikes protruding form its back and pulled it up. The Brute hissed at him before he punched in the face, the demon swung its arms down on the Slayer in a haymaker.

The Slayer stumbled back a few steps before the Brute jumped on top of him. While still being smaller than the Slayer the Brute was similar in size to him as a chimpanzee would be to a human with the strength to match, meaning the Brute was more capable at holding its own against an unarmed Doom Slayer.

The Brute screamed at the Slayer before it began to claw at his face trying to get the helmet off. The Slayer stabbed his tail into the Brutes side, the demon howled in pain giving him the perfect opportunity to grab it by the jaw and rip it out. The massive Imp stumbled back gurgling in agony as blood poured from its exposed throat, which the Slayer gladly tore open. The Brutes corpse fell to the ground, bright red blood pooling around it on the gray metal floor.

“Demonic presence eliminated. Lockdown disengaged.” An automated voice chimed overhead as the red emergency lights finally stopped. The door the Brute had entered from slowly opened with a mechanical groan. Behind him another blast door opened leading to another room in the lab. Curiosity got the better of him and the Slayer went to investigate.

And lucky he did as in the room he found a familiar sight. There on the wall was his beloved shotgun. Countless hours of work went into making the weapon, days of collecting resources, and many, many sleepless nights spent making sure his schematics were right, until finally it was completed. The look of fear on everyone’s face when he blew the head off the Brute, was one of the few fond memories he had of fighting the legions of Hell.

The Slayer reclaimed his shotgun and grabbed the ammo packs he had and equipped them to his belt before making his way to the elevator. Another hologram flickered to life; it was the old woman again. She had a determined scowl on her face as she spoke.

“He cannot be allowed to leave this place. He would ruin everything”

The Slayer growled as he heard this, she had something to do with this he was sure of it.

Entering the elevator, the Slayer heard Dr. Hayden’s voice crackle through the monitor on the control panel as it began to leave the lab. Hearing his voice only made the Slayer angrier.

“I’m willing to take full responsibility for the horrible events of the last 24 hours but you must understand; our interest in their world was purely for the betterment of mankind.” The Slayer glanced down at a corpse slumped against the railing of the elevator, their blood was smeared across the glass in an attempt to escape, and growled.

“Everything has clearly gotten out of hand now, yes, but it was worth the risk. I assure you-” the Dr. was cut off as the Slayer ripped out the control panel and threw it off the elevator. He unslung his shotgun from his back, and as the hydraulics of the elevator hissed to a stop, he pumped the shotgun and stepped out into the Martian landscape.

#my writing #g/t #giant tiny #doom g/t #troll! doomguy au #just like my other fics #if you have any questions feel free to ask #I have WAY too much lore for this au #please ask me about this au #god I hope this is good

[talkingteardrop]

anyone else have an au of bfdi thats a zombie apocalypse?

#ooc #Please ask me about this au

[almostourgalaxy]

Some art of my personal backstory au, as a first proper post on here! Plus the bg only, because it gave me hand cramps.

#orphaner dualscar #the grand highblood #homestuck #cronus ampora #kurloz makara #technically #A:DOA AU #Yeen's art #please ask me about this au

[aenbyveryverygayperson]

Your honors-

Bff Tsubomi au.

They kept in touch over the years, they go shopping too.

Tsubomi like originally doesn’t care if Mob has psychic powers.

Mob talks about Tsubomi to everyone-

SO- Everyone thinks he has a crush on Tsubomi but in reality Mob just loves talking about his best friend. The only people who don’t think Mob doesn’t have a crush on her are Ritsu and Tsubomi.

Tsubomi finds out about the whole mentor thing and really doesn’t like Reigen like Ritsu.

When Mob finally snaps it’s not for a confession- It’s him just really wanting to show his emotions and not repress them.

-

“So about this crush on yours Mob”

“What crush?”

“The blue haired girl?”

“Oh you mean Tsubomi? I don’t have a crush on her, she already gets enough confessions all the time, she’s just my best friend.”

“W h a t”

“I thought you knew…?”

#konton’s aus #mob psycho 100 au #mob psycho 100 #Bff Tsubomi au #Please ask me about this au #PLEASE- I WANNA TALK ABOUT IT.

[foxdoesshit]

hey tumblr have I told yall about the td rw au I came up with once because all I can draw rn is slugcats but I wanna draw td characters. anyway. not technically ship art but. live laugh love jashampher

#total drama #td jasmine #td topher #td sammy #td samey #that hurt to put in the tags #please ask me about this au #i have ideas #rotting away

[dominusfero]

Day Two: Accidents/Comfort for @jaspvid-week 2022

An excerpt from an unreleased fic I have planned titled:

Garden of Eden

Even the happiest of faces can harbor the darkest of secrets. A smile is but an upside down frown.

#camp camp #cc david #cc jasper #my writing #jaspvid #cult au #tw drinking #implied/referenced character death #tw depression #tw death mention #birthday #cypress is having a rough birthday #please ask me about this au

[sbev-e]

wild west gunslinger vigilante diluc,,, are you free tonight sir <3

#please ask me about this au #genshin #genshin impact #fanart #diluc #genshin au #sbeve arts #genshin wild west au

[triona-tribblescore]

OKAY! ILL MAKE IT A THING!

p1/ p2

Based off of this post :>

#PLEASE SEND ASKS ABOUT THIS IF UR CURIOUS :D #this is gonna be a super unplanned improv type of au if we are doing this #but ur hype has me hyped soooo #LETS DO IT >:D #I dont have a tag for it yet #so we'll just use #guardian au #for now and think of something original later~ #:D #tribbleart #rottmnt #rottmnt au #rottmnt leo #rottmnt mikey #baja blast duo #tide pod duo #<3

[caycanteven]

himb, Balsam, Bal if you will.

#my art #sans #sans au #caycantdoodle #balsam sans #horrorfell sans #okay now that im home heres all the tags again #i was out and about when i did the tags #lmfao i was rushin #love this skeleton sm #husbone yes yes yes #god let him look at me like that #PLEASE #the mans #where his dog tags #dont ask #i forgot lmfao #it was a warmup teehee #wanna smooch him

[buboplague]

ok,

I keep meaning to do a Zinru lore dump because people have expressed interest over the years, but I've realized I'm really bad at giving information without guidance, I don't know what you guys want to know or are interested in specifically. So please leave me asks/comment on this with questions and I'll try to do a post with answers to those, or use them as prompts, instead of fumbling around trying to figure out what to share

thanks

TLDR: Zinru AMA

#text #oc #zinru #asks #i have been putting this off for years im sorry #i just dont know how to answer the 'please tell me about him' questions- where do i start- what am i even doing- #he is in a few stories/aus so i will answer in regards to whatever fits the question best

[glassedplanets]

a few months ago giffy was like "haha hear me out, what if tattoo au" and then we blacked out and talked about nothing else for like three weeks

#my art #one piece tag #zosan #if you've been here since 2012 then a) i'm sorry. thank you for your service. b) PLEASE have a Sensible Fucking Chuckle with me about this #honest to god the ufnniest possible thing that i personally could have done in the year 2023 #if you're wondering what happened in 2012 then please leave that stone unturned. tghank you #anyways this whole thing brings me INSURMOUNTABLE joy ask me any question about anyone and i am sure i will have an answer #we have meanings or reasons for just about everything visible here and uhhhhh soooo so so so much more (ask me questions.. ask me....) #fitting the general fuckbonkers insanity of one piece into a modern au was both challenging (fun!) and INCREDIBLY hilarious #giffy is the funniest fucking person on the planet for coming up with half the situations that we shoved everyone into #(i did these in.. october i think?? maybe earlier? during the time i limited myself to sketches only) #tattoo au tag

[lilianade-comics]

My Cheese Melt AU is an alternate series of events beginning in Kindred Spirits (in which Vlad never sends Dani to capture Danny, because he convinced himself that it would be a waste to get rid of a perfectly serviceable clone so quickly, leading directly into him getting so unreasonably attached to her that he forgets all about the original "perfect son" plan) which then turns into a Dani inclusive, family dynamic focused rewrite of season 3. (the fic series starts with spirits less than willing)

Dani is present for certain important canon episodes (currently Eye For An Eye, Urban Jungle, and Living Large are the ones I've fleshed out) but she also gets episodes about her. Such as her first day at school, her obligatory identity crisis episode in which she recruits Sam and Tucker to help find her some hobbies and interests that are sufficiently different from anything Danny or Vlad likes, and Aloha From the Other Side, the vacation episode where her dad breaks Hawaii by simply being Vlad. Overall, she's a sweet kid who hilariously has a better moral compass than Danny and Vlad combined, but she also has INCREDIBLE capacity to be worse than both of them, if the situation calls for it. Her arcs focus on self discovery/identity, the looming threat of destabilization, and her relationships with Vlad and Danny.

Danny's relationship with Dani is more complex in this AU, because he doesn't trust "Vlad's daughter" at all at first. It doesn't help that the first time he meets her is in Eye For An Eye, right after sending the GIW to destroy Vlad's (and Dani's!) house. And now, Vlad is obnoxiously hellbent on replacing him with "Ellie Phantom" as the protector of Amity Park! But after Dani proves she has a mind of her own and hasn't been completely brainwashed by Vlad, and doesn't necessarily approve of his villainy, Danny shifts from animosity more toward concern for her. He knows Vlad well enough to realize that he's inevitably going to break her heart, and Danny is going to be there to protect her when it happens. (But what Danny doesn't know is that Vlad already broke Dani's heart when she discovered the truth about his initial plans for her before they moved to Amity Park. He saved her life in a fit of petulant guilt immediately after to make up for it, which is why she's still with him.)

And then there's Vlad himself. It would be helpful to think of his arc here as less of a redemption arc, and more of a domestication arc. Vlad is still a supervillain and Danny's arch enemy, but because of his parental attachment to Danielle his antagonist status is just as likely to be seen in him hauling Danny back to FentonWorks by the ankles because it's past his bedtime as it is in his latest cringefail brilliant scheme. In general, he finds himself in increasingly mundane situations by virtue of being involved in Dani's life, which generally results in comedy because Vlad is anything but equipped to handle parenthood (or mundane situations) normally. He's also allowed to have a rare reflective moment now and again and generally be a little more layered than just a villain. There's also increased opportunity for temporary allyships, because Vlad and Danny agree on Only One Thing: Dani is to be protected at all costs.

#in other words Vlad calls Dani 'Princess' like he calls Danny 'Little Badger'. #PLEASE feel free to ask me questions about this AU. it consumes my every waking thought #danny phantom #cheese melt #vlad masters #vlad plasmius #dani phantom #danielle phantom #danny fenton