#Au character

[dylanblakesgal]

What Cooper Howard really thinking of in his head when asked what your thinking of.

[aristotletchaikovsky]

Adam's redisign

[can-they-lift-thors-hammer]

Submitting my AU canon-divergent Commander Rourke from Atlantis the Lost Empire.

I have a fic series with him (I'm sorry, I couldn't decide which one best showed his character.) And I RP him here, so he has an info page.

I really hope people give him a chance, because he's very different from his canon counterpart.

WE HAVE OUR FIRST AU CHARACTER!!

As OP has said, this is an AU version of a character. Please do not judge them based on the canon version of them.

[ivormybelovedau]

Who needs a hug the most out of everyone

-🌺🌲

[paleonativeart]

Ian the star boy studies

It’s a AU fan art from Wish.

[bside-cassette]

This is both a love letter and a retelling of @fakecrfan 's Constructor/Architect story, but set in my own superhero universe. She has a specific identity in this, as unfortunately, you can't really have the reader *be* the main character in a visual format, but I hope that's okay with you :)

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My name is Na Su-Yung. Two years ago, I thought I was a normal person. Another mortal. Another drop in the ocean, looking up to the clouds. To the gods living amongst us. Until I found out that I'm nothing like the ocean around me. I was different. I was an Anomaly.

I was just a college kid in Cosmopolis, another normal human who was awestruck every time I saw The Guardsman zoom across the city, or see a news report of Nitrous' crime-fighting shenanigans in Sunset City, all the way on the other side of the U.S. Another fragile human being, merely made of flesh and bone and nothing else, that cheered each time The Vanguard came together to save the world.

When an attack on Cosmopolis by the villain Sergeant Steel destroyed the foundations of my apartment and others in my neighborhood, I thought I was gonna lose everything. That I was gonna die. I just accepted my fate as the floor began crumbling beneath me. To my surprise, however, it seemed that the entire building was frozen in time. I stopped it from falling. I gave other residents enough time to escape to a safer area. I was a hero, even if no one, not even I, knew what I had done.

I spent time exploring my abilities in my free time between lectures. I don't know why, but it took me months, nearly a year, to be able to control the same amount as I did when I first gained my powers. So I started small. I floated pebbles between my hands, then on a single hand, then I was able to attract them to my hands from a few meters away. For the first time in my 21 years of life, I didn't feel weak, or pathetic, or forgotten. For the first time, I felt like I could be more than myself. And so I did.

I'd go to places in Cosmopolis where Guardsman had recently done battle against one of his rogues. I'd studied architectural engineering thoroughly before going on my first outing, so I was able to reconstruct a lot of the buildings in a few weeks. Just the broad strokes, though. I couldn't get the electrical or water systems down, so I just left a lot of the buildings with hollow walls to let the actual electricians and plumbers do their work.

Still, no one gave a shit about me. I was just some rando in a washed-out CSU hoodie and sweatpants.

I eventually realized that I would probably be able to work better if I had the blueprints for the buildings. Just walking up to wherever they keep them and asking for them probably wouldn't work well, so I planned. Well, "planned" is glorifying it. I did the first thing that popped in my head: make a costume to get attention. And so I did.

I was never the artsy type, so I just bought a wetsuit and mask online. But it worked. After the metas had their fill of fighting, I'd arrive on the scene and start working. The bigger news reporters would keep their focus on Guardsman or Harddrive or whoever did the day-saving, but the smaller news organizations turned their focus to me. Knowledge of my presence was slowly increased, especially online. People on Reddit and Tumblr took to calling me either The Constructor or The Architect. I took up the latter.

One day, when even the larger news networks in Cosmopolis had turned their attention onto me, someone came up to me. She told me her name was Sandy and that she had a proposition. She'd be my manager, managing any relations or exchanges I don't have the time to deal with, and helping me with marketability. I took her up on her offer. She made me a new suit, talked to the city to get blueprints, and whatever else. It's been a while, I've forgotten a lot of what we did.

Hero teams contracted me to restore their headquarters, standalone heroes and vigilantes needed help with rebuilding their bases, cities wanted cheap labor. I did it all. I finally felt like I was contributing to society. That I mattered. I was finally told that I mattered. Until the day I chose to do what I knew was right.

Cosmopolis, despite what outsiders think it is, is just like any other city. One side of the city is covered in skyscrapers, the other in slums. Struggling people who can't escape their situations, whether that be out of discrimination, mental disabilities, mental illnesses, addiction, criminal affiliation, they all live with constant strife.

The worst part of it all, however, is that I'm just like everyone else. Every time I passed one on the street or from inside a cab, I looked away. Seeing them suffer under the city's hand tore out my soul. It didn't matter that my reasoning was different from those who averted their eyes out of spite or disgust, I still looked the other direction. I refused to be like them. To kick them while they're already down. So I started building them up, literally.

I'd scour throughout the city, look through sites listing run-down neighborhoods or buildings, and I'd go there. I'd tear them down and build them back up. I gave people places to stay, where they wouldn't go cold or without a bed for the night. I gave them the kindness that might help them stop simply surviving, and finally begin living.

Then the comments came. Middle and upper class began shouting their complaints online and in my face, whether personally or through a reporter. They hated seeing people, who they deemed "undesirable," getting any help. Giving some cash was already too much for them to handle, so I can see why they saw this in such a bad light. Why their hateful eyes had seen this as a sin.

I went to interviews and I kept trying to get my viewpoint out there. No one listened. No one cared. All they saw was filth getting help by more filth.

So I made shelters around the city in places no one would notice. Rooves out of land in the parks, more empathetic architecture. I removed the spikes underneath bridges that prevent people from getting shelter from the rain and made the benches softer for those who had no beds. But still, no one gave a shit. The city made laws against how much anyone could alter it. I gave up on that.

I was sent death threats. I was told that I was helping the scum grow. That I was making Cosmopolis shine less. It didn't help that Guardsman was comatose from a battle for nearly 6 months at that point. It meant I had no one, not even the hero of heroes, the embodiment of infinite kindness to everyone, to back me up. I was alone. I stopped everything. I pushed away everyone. I fired Sandy, apologizing every second of it. I basically disappeared from the face of the Earth.

Then I heard that they were building a stadium on the Southeast Side. Displacing hundreds of people. Their hope being snuffed out by the fat cats on the top of the totem pole. I wouldn't stand by it. I came as fast as I could and I tore it all down. Every beam and panel and every square inch was just rubble when I was finished.

M.I.R.A. was contacted after the cops weren't able to get me to stand down. They trapped me in an Akonite cell in Pandora's Box. The media labeled me as "a false hero," "a fallen angel," "a wolf in sheep's clothing," "a villain." I just wanted to make things better. With The Vanguard keeping their eyes on the larger threats, and each individual member focusing on the broad strokes that are their respective cities, there were barely any who were looking out for the little guy. That's all I wanted to be. The one to look out for the everyman, the people on the streets. My people. I wanted to take care of my neighbors, friends, and loved ones. But I guess all people care about are themselves.

I eventually found that Akonite didn't work on my powers. How or why, I don't know. Maybe it was because it was just another mineral. Maybe it just didn't have an effect on me. Either way, I knew that this wouldn't stop me. I'm The Architect. I'm a hero. I won't let corruption, greed, and cruelty hinder that. I'll dissent from the indifference. From the apathy. From the fear of helping my city.

[darkmaster1003-blog]

Dream character (Hilda au???)

Ok ok, I seriously need to gush about it this because I’m actually flipping out. Last night I had a dream of me staring at some kind of poster thing of the marra, but for someone reason they were like sea creatures, something akin to monsters in Luca and Eugene. And I’m losing my mind because the one that I sketched real quick when I woke up looked so much cooler than this😭 mark my words I’m going to refine this and make a literal dream characters

[squirrel-gay]

here, let me just *transes your Ivy*

[happypanda101]

@far-side-skies He's here hehe Dmitry Downwood. Captain of Cyclonia's squadron the Thunder Vipers, respected for his skills in battle. He's also the father of Aerrow Strike. I know, I know. Confusing, right? Well, I created an AU that I've only really talked about with a few friends on discord which I call the Red Sparrow AU. An AU in which Aerrow is not the son of Lightning Strike, but instead his nephew, and that his father is actually Cyclonian. His mother, Lana (another character I created for this AU. Lightning's stubborn thrill-seeker twin sister), and the Cyclonian meet by getting trapped on a Terra together and have to work together to survive. A true enemies to lovers story. The story is mainly focused on Aerrow and his journey of self discovery and accepting his heritage, so I haven't really gotten a chance to develop his parents more. But I'm working on it! Designing Dmitry was fun and I'm very proud about how his uniform came out.

[xcocostarx]

What if Finn was an Yandere but he would be clingy but sweet but gets easily jealous if his girl not paying attention to him so what would she say to him in this situation well it would be hard for her to reject him come on he is sweet, romantic, and wholesome man that could do no wrong maybe he just needs help and teaching she would say this to him.

[fenrirblake]

This Is My Other About Me

I admit I have an obsession for Dylan Blake from RE Dylan Blake is happily married to my OC Character Serena Blake. Age:30. Gender: Female. I Express Myself As A: Tomboy. Content: 20+ Mixed. I make things like Gifs, Moodboard Edits, Picture Edits, and so on. I don't like alot of ships but theres a few I do like I ship my OC Character Serena with Cooper Howard and other characters I like and my OC Character Oshi is a platonic ship with Cooper Howard there brother's I sometimes use him for other platonic ships also I have my other characters I use sometimes. Some things I make is a joke ok not being serious. I just post things I love and enjoy I have ADHD/Learning Problem meaning certain things are hard for me to understand I have my comfort characters Cooper Howard, Gerry and Pete, Jensen, Chris Mclean, Connor, Finn, Hunter, Crosshair, and others that makes me smile and laugh my favorite characters got me. I have multiple interests and like any character that interests me and fandom. My top favorite actors are: Woody Harrelson, Oliver Phelps, James Phelps, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Domhnall Gleeson, Keanu Reeves, Walton Goggins, and more these are my comfort actors. Favorite Type Of Characters Are: Antihero's, Hero's, and Funny Characters. My Favorite Tropes Is Are The: Protective Lover, Soulmates, Forbidden Lovers, Wholesome Couples, and sometimes Enemies To Loves plus Platonic. Favorite Animals Are: Wolves and Dogs. Constaltion: Pisces.

[dylanblakesgal]

Cooper Howard with Lucy and Serena.

[troublerats]

Day 8 of posting two pieces of my old art a day "Must have been some kind of animal"

[can-they-lift-thors-hammer]

BONUS POLL: ROURKE FIGHT, AU VERSION VS. CANON VERSION

This was suggested by the same friend on Discord who suggested I start this blog, and I'm honestly kinda curious to see what happens (though based on their Hammer Trials, I think I can guess.)

Info on AU version: here (he belongs to @systemadministratorclu, who also did the image edit of him)

Canon version: you already know, and if you don't, Google/Wikipedia/something does.

[EDIT]: Assume both have the exact same military training/background. Because they do. (Knew I forgot something.)

This has no bearing on their Hammer trials, this is solely for the amusement of Hammer Mod and others.

[ivormybelovedau]

I just realized the eye on Delusion!Milo’s hat emotes. 👁️

Does it just react with however the wearer is feeling, or is it sentient? And if it’s sentient, how does it react when Vos gets it later?

It reacts to how the owner is feeling. The hat is attached to Milo specificly, meaning..

..Vos has a constant reminder of what has happened.

[swiftthecardinal]

imma tell you about redux yooyooo

redux yoyo is a subversion of everything jsrf yoyo is in the most magnificent and pompous way possible.

Rather than being a gremlin and actually a total loser, redux yoyo is a horrific smug asshole who thinks he's better than literally everyone aside from those he deems da man. he does not give a shit about anyone and you can't do shit about it bc he has the physique of a professional strongman and will not hesitate to rip you in half if you bother him too badly. That being said, he won't really actively get in the way of you and would prefer to keep to himself and his friends (aka clutch and garam) and can be very handy to have around if you can convince him to help you in any way, which is very difficult. Also, he's stunningly competent at being a member of his species and doesn't just have strength on his side, being stunningly agile and quick even for a rudie as well as resourceful and shockingly smart in his own cursed-ass fucked up way. He also is oddly theriocidal and may or may not have mauled a police officer to death.

That is all. Ask about him if you want :3

(side note: i brainrot about this horrible bastard SO HARD if there's anyone you're gonna talk to me about please him at least at first. also fat fuck friday)