#Corrupted Tommy AU

[eggsplice]

a c!tommy icon for a spotify playlist i made !

[maslosstuff]

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[undreaming-fanfiction]

I don't even have a clear storyline in mind for this, but I just really, really want to see a modern AU with Eddie as a detective who investigates the Harrington Pharma company. The company is huge and looks clean on paper, but Eddie has a nose for these things, he knows something is wrong. He knows that Richard Harrington ran some sketchy trials and some of Wayne's friends have lifelong health issues, Chief Jim Hopper included.

The company looks almost impenetrable, but Eddie digs. No detail is too small for him. He crosses paths with the owner's son and a board member, Steve Harrington. Eddie despises him. A fucking rich kid, making millions out of other people's misery. His public appearances are well rehearsed, but Eddie knows his type. A shallow, pretty partying douchebag who hasn't had to work a single day in his life. His PR manager Robin Buckley seems way too decent to work with such a bunch of assholes, but Eddie's seen what money can do to people. Either way she's corrupt too.

He meets the younger Harrington several times. The handsome young man is not openly hostile, but he's condescending, bitchy and he looks at Eddie as if he were dirt. "Good luck with your efforts," he sneers when he sees Eddie digging through the public records of Harrington Pharma. "But maybe get a real hobby instead? I hear golf is nice." Eddie wants to murder him.

Eddie cooperates with an investigative journalist, Nancy Wheeler, who keeps all her cards close to her chest, but she still points him in the right direction several times. He collects evidence, partners up with the public prosecutor Joyce Byers. He even meets her son, Jonathan, who is able to get the most damning photographic evidence. No one fully trusts each other, but that's okay. Harrington Pharma is their shared enemy and that's enough.

One day, Eddie makes a mistake. He sneaks into the Harrington Pharma archives and miscalculates the guard shifts. He's stuck hiding under an old desk for hours, he's slowly losing hope, he has no way to contact anyone, his legs are cramping and he's exhausted, but then he hears a familiar voice talking with the guard.

"Hi, Tommy. All good? How's Carol and the kids? That's wonderful to hear. I just need to verify some records for dad, it's not a big deal. Have you had your smoke break yet? You can go, stretch your legs. I'll be here for at least half an hour."

Shit. It's Steve fucking Harrington. Eddie tries to stay still and will his muscles to cooperate, and he thinks he's doing a great job, but then-

"You can come out now. He's gone."

Eddie freezes. How the fuck does he know?

Harrington's voice is quiet, urgent. "Damn it, Munson! You have ten minutes tops before he comes back, so stop playing hide and seek with me!"

He manages to get back on his feet, uncertain and wobbly, and when he sees Harrington leaning over the desk, he's half ready for a fight. But the other man doesn't make a move, doesn't call out to anyone. He just hands Eddie a folder, some of them are the files he selected, but some are new. "I added a few that you missed," hisses Harrington and leans into the corridor. "I'll go first, get Tommy to focus somewhere else. You run to the right and pray to anyone willing to listen. And most importantly," he says, and shit, Steve Harrington can sound serious if he wants to!, "I never saw you here. You heard me come in, used the opportunity and bolted. Clear?"

Eddie just nods. He watches as Steve extends his arm, probably grabbing Tommy by the shoulders and leading him to the other end of the building, he sneaks as far as he can and then he madly dashes for the hole in the fence he made earlier.

The files are it. With all the evidence Nancy, Jonathan and Eddie collected, Joyce can finally take that dark empire down. Eddie is there every day, watches the trial, but then he hears that there are two witnesses for the prosecution from inside the company itself.

It's Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley.

He sees Steve give him a wink from the stand and he wants to kiss the man. Eddie hears all of it in the following days - how Steve used to date Nancy Wheeler, but then her best friend Barb Holland died due to a mishandled drug trial for her condition by Harrington Pharma. How Nancy broke up with Steve, but even with no chance of rekindling their relationship, he vowed to stop his father for good. How he worked in the company for years, climbed the ladder, managed to make enough connections to get his friend Robin Buckley the position of a PR manager. How she helped him to keep up the charade until the very end.

When the Harrington empire finally falls, Eddie watches quietly as Steve embraces Nancy, whispering to her that she did so well, that Barb would be proud. "We finally did it, Nance. We're finally free."

And then, before Eddie can disappear, Harrington is walking towards him, the mask finally off. He looks younger now, his smile is genuine and Eddie can't help it, his traitorous heart is telling him that this is the single part of the Harrington case he'll never leave behind.

"Hi," says Steve. "I...uh. I just wanted to say sorry for all the nasty things I said before. I had to for my cover, but...I just want you to know, I really appreciate what you did."

Eddie just stares at him, blush forming on his cheeks and a crush blooming in his heart. "I'm pretty sure I just butchered your career," he mutters. "And you're thanking me?"

Steve shrugs. "I mean. I'm out of job, I'm a known whistleblower now and my dad's lawyers will probably try to sue me. So that's not great. But if you want to ease your conscience...take me out for a coffee?" Another wink, another squeeze around Eddie's heart.

Eddie fakes a deep sigh and takes Steve by the elbow. "I don't think a single coffee is going to get rid of all my guilt, but it's a start. Maybe a lunch tomorrow would help my healing process?"

Laughing, Steve nudges his side. "Anything for your peace of mind, Eddie."

[carolperkinsexgirlfriend]

Steddie Upside-Down AU Part 35

Part 1 Part 34

The shower Eddie finally takes, after over a week of rotting in Steve’s clothes, should be a relief. His head is no longer itchy. He washes the ash out of his eyes, and Steve’s blood out from beneath his nails. Replaces grime with the smell of the clinical nothingness that is the toiletries the hospital provided.

His breath no longer feels like it’s wilting the air around him after he brushes his teeth. The scrubs he changes into are stiff, but clean and dry.

It should be a relief. But, Steve is out of his sight, quiet and small in his hospital bed.

Wayne will keep him safe, he knows. But who will hold his hand if he wakes up again, delirious? Who will sooth him back to sleep?

He hurries the whole process, bangs plastered to his forehead, hair dripping down the back of his borrowed scrub top.

When he rushes out of the bathroom and into Steve’s hospital room, Wayne’s closer to Steve’s bed then he was when he left him, hand clasping Steve’s own, and staring down at him with a look on his face that Eddie’s only ever seen directed at him before. 

It’s just like when Eddie’d kicked the hole in the plaster of the trailer. Or when Wayne had been called in by Hopper after one infraction or another. Or when he comes home after a session of Hellfire, and regales his uncle with the beat-by-beat replay of the action. 

Like fondness and exasperation are warring for space in the purse of his mouth.

“What happened?” Eddie asks. The linolium is cold on his bare feet as he walks over to retake his own seat at Wayne’s side. 

“Your boy woke up just long enough to ask how you were and then pass back out,” he says, glancing at Eddie, eyes twinkling.

“Did he seem–” Eddie starts, looking down at Steve’s relaxed face. “Is he okay?”

The doctors won’t tell them anything. They’re not his emergency contacts, not family. No one seems to care that no one’s been able to contact the Harrington’s for the two days Steve’s been rotting away in the hospital, alone, save for them. Eddie’s mind drifts back to the way Steve had hid so instinctually in his closet, like he needed a safe place in what should have already been safe, and wants to wring their skinny necks. 

Wayne gently maneuvers his hand out from beneath Steve’s own. Steve’s fingers curl into a loose fist, grasping at air, like he’s seeking the warmth of Wayne’s skin even in his sleep. Wayne sits back in his seat, crossing his ankles as he settles with a sigh.

“He’ll be just fine,” Wayne says, turning in his chair to try to catch Eddie’s eyes. “That boy cares about you.”

He says it like it’s a revelation, but Eddie’s not surprised. He can feel it in the tug at his sternum. The way Steve’s eyes had looked through Eddie’s tears as he’d pressed his forehead to his. Like recognizes like.

“Yeah,” Eddie says. “He does.”

The Eddie of two weeks ago would’ve been standing on a table top about it. Saying jocks are a monolith, and Steve is the most jock of them all. He would’ve rioted about King Steve Harrington and his corrupt court of lackeys trying to buy his way into Eddie’s good books. For drugs. Or clout. Or something fucking stupid. Eddie would’ve raged against the machine, a riot in the making. 

But that’s not his Steve. Maybe it was never Steve at all. Things look different from up close, and their lunch tables were always so far away. 

Will Steve sit with him at lunch? He doesn’t look much like Steve the Hair Harrington anymore. His hairs been shaved down to the quick. They’d had to, just to get to the wound trailing up Steve’s forehead and into his hair. He can’t imagine this Steve, hurt and small, sitting with the jocks, throwing fries at Tommy Hagan. 

The thought of school after all of this is like hives crawling up his spine. They’d died, risen back up again to end up back at fucking high school. 

“I want to go home,” Eddie says. But he means his trailer a week and a half ago, before he was split into thirds. Before Steve Harrington and Will Byers. Before.

“You can,” Wayne says, scooting over in his chair so he can wrap his arm around Eddie’s shoulders, dragging him uncomfortably over the arm rest for a pseudo hug.

Eddie looks down at Steve’s sleeping face, wonders when home stopped just being a trailer and Uncle Wayne. Things change so fast when you’re running.

It’s a long night.

Eddie sleeps uncomfortably, propped up in his chair. Wayne drapes a scratchy blanket over him on his way out the door, off to work. 

His dreams are full of shadows spilling out of the ground. Chasing him, and he’s always running but never getting anywhere. Of Steve’s back and Steve’s blood and Steve’s vacant eyes. 

He wakes up to fingers combing through his hair, head pillowed on Steve’s hospital bed, blanket slipped off and onto the floor. It’s dark. One of the nurses must have turned off the lights.

The first day Eddie’d refused to leave, they’d given him his own oxygen mask and deluge of tests, propped up in his seat with Will similarly chained to his side. The second day, they’d tried to get him to go home, get out of the way. 

They’d stopped trying to kick him out the day before. 

The fingers move through his hair, pulling at the knots Eddie hadn’t bothered to comb out. Uncle Wayne must be back from his shift. Or maybe, it’s Mama Byers again, checking up on him again, as if she owes him anything at all.

“Hey.”

His heart ba-thump, ba-thump, tugs. He turns his head, smooshing it into the rough sheets to look up at the head of the bed. Steve’s eyes are open. He smiles hazily down at Eddie, uncoordinatedly petting at his head.

Eddie’s lungs heave, trying to vacate his body all together with the pressure of their seizing. He sobs, raising his hand to trail up across Steve’s cheek, impossibly soft after everything. “You’re such a fucking prick,” he says, heat lost in the way he’s blubbering into the sheets.

Steve smiles, like he’s never seen anything as great as Eddie Munson making a mess of himself at his bedside. It’s probably the morphine. “I know.”

“I dared you to stay alive,” Eddie says. “And then you just–”

He’s choking, too much to finish, like Steve’s not breathing in front of him again, or bleeding out in front of him. Steve’s always dying, and Eddie’s always crying about it. 

“I did,” Steve says, still petting his head. It hurts a little. Eddie’s hair’s a mess of tangled curls atop his head. He never wants Steve to stop touching him. “I said I’d come home.”

Eddie cries. He’s not a cryer, but something’s flipped in him, making him weepy. Like the expectation of grief unrealized keeps bubbling up his throat and bleeding out his eyes. Steve Harrington, his own living ghost, smiles down at him. 

“I’m so tired,” Eddie says. It’s a whine, the consonants drawn out and wet at the edges. 

Steve’s still smiling, dopey and tired and perfect. He pats the spot next to him. “Come here.”

It’s a bad idea. Steve’s hurt. But Eddie’s so weak. The thing in his ribs tugs. Eddie follows it.

He crawls under Steve’s shitty hospital bedding, tucking his wet face into Steve’s neck, arm slung carefully over his chest. “You’ll still be alive when I wake up?” Eddie asks, trying to make it a joke. As if Steve’s lifeless eyes aren’t still looking at him from dreamland.

“Promise,” Steve says.

It feels like Steve’s lips on his forehead, quick and fleeting. In the wee hours of the morning, Eddie and Steve fall asleep.

Part 36

[daemonmage]

I keep thinking about this AU where Bruce just stays in college and becomes a doctor but still gets dragged into the superhero world.

Ok so Bruce is a doctor and is known for never turning down a patient because he’s still Bruce and he just doesn’t want anyone to die. He still lives in Gotham which is still a horrible place. He still tries to help Gotham by donating and creating his Wayne foundation but it’s hard because the inherent corruption in Gotham hinders anything he does this way.

The mob is still super active in Gotham and a lot of Batman’s rogues still happen because a lot of his rogues just happen with or without Batman. Poison Ivy still becomes an ecoterrorist. Penguin still becomes a powerful mob boss. Mad Hatter is still just the worst. Tommy probably still tries to kill Bruce. Just so many of Gotham’s rogues still exist, except there is no hero to stop them in Gotham. People try, but Gotham is never kind to any hero. Bruce is immensely frustrated by all this but he can’t really do anything. Hell sometimes Lesly’s clinic (cause I feel like he would work there) gets harassed and extorted to help heal mob members and crime wars. He hates this a lot but he’s trapped. He doesn’t have Batman training or gear, the best he can do is help where he can.

However there are still other heroes in this world and Superman is literally just a quick flight away. The JL forms without a Batman and they see Gotham as a powder keg. So they try to help when they can and sometimes they get injured. It comes to a head when a Metropolis (Lex Luthor specifically) and some Gotham rogues team up to get rid of the main hero pain in their necks. Lex creates kryptonite bullets and disperses them to the Gotham rogues to use. Lex sees this as a win because he can get Superman killed without doing much and the Gotham rogues see this as a win cause they have a big weapon against Superman.

So Superman gets shot at with kryptonite bullets. They aren’t the best so they hurt him but only one really makes it through and hits his skin. He has to call in back up and the JL comes to help. I can image Wonder Woman or Flash getting there first. They have no idea what to do because holy shit Superman was shot. That shouldn’t happen! But they’ve heard of this doctor in Gotham that’s supposed to be really good. Maybe Oliver or Dinah suggest Bruce idk. So they take Superman to Dr. Bruce Wayne.

Dr. Bruce Wayne is at his manor with Alfred and a young Dick Grayson (because I firmly believe Bruce would still adopt the kids) and then there is a knock on the door. Alfred goes to answer and in barges the Justice League with a bleeding Superman. Bruce is immediately on his feet barking orders to the JL to get equipment he can use and telling Dick and Alfred to stay back. He doesn’t know what’s going on or how freaking Superman is bleeding out in front of him but he doesn’t care. Bruce realizes quickly that the bullet is cause Clark more pain so it can’t be a leave the bullet in there scenario. He gets the bullet out and asks the JL how to help Clark heal. They say sunlight helps but this is Gotham! It’s polluted and over cast all the time, he won’t be able to get enough sunlight. Bruce remembers a sunlamp they have from a science experiment for Dick. He tells Dick to go get it and they pray that it works. It does by some miracle, though it’s no substitute for actual sunlight.

The League is grateful for Bruce and Clark is also immensely grateful cause holy shit he got shot. The Justice League has to now figure out how these bullets got out in the first place and well Bruce can’t help but be nosy so he mentions that a few of his patients, the mob ones, let it slip that the higher ups got into contact with someone in metropolis and Bruce knows Lex hates Superman. So he helps them out a bit too.

And after that any time they need help with some medical issue they go to super doctor Bruce. He’s also still Bruce and can’t ignore his detective brain so he helps them with mysteries too from time to time. Idk I feel like this still needs more fleshing out but I think it could be funny. Or sad. Or both.

[lovelybucky1]

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

hey everyone!!! this is where all of my kinktober posts from this year will live (each fic will also be on my main masterlists under their respective fandom and character).

i dont have characters picked out for each prompt yet because i want to allow myself to write what im inspired about at the time

i hope you enjoy my fics and as always, please please please support writers and reblog their fics so more people can enjoy them (and it motivates us to create more content)

prompts under the cut

1. porn- neil lewis (no ship/x reader)

Bad Habits

2. anal sex- robert fischer x callgirl!reader

Special Request

3. corruption kink- college au!anakin x reader

Smoke Me Out

4. femdom- jonathan crane x batgirl!reader

Sweeten the Deal

5. piss kink- anakin x wife!reader

Wait

6. pegging - neil lewis x reader

Smile For the Camera

7. fear play- jonathan crane x reader

Better Than Revenge

8. choking - batman x scarecrow (scarebat)

High on Your Own Supply

9. hair pulling - best friend!anakin x reader

Nice Guys Finish Last

10. pet play- tommy shelby x reader

Leashed

11. threesome- oppenheimer x lawrence x reader

The Doctor is In

12. somnophilia- psycho au!jonathan crane x reader

Crane Motel

13. knife play- best friend!anakin x reader

Bad Guys Win

14. bondage- darth vader x reader

Insignificant

15. praise kink- han solo x reader

Pass the Time

16. degradation kink- tommy shelby x reader

Treat Me Wrong

17. sweat kink- lacrosse player!anakin x reader

Scent

18. cross dressing- jake "hangman" seresin x reader

Laced Up

19. breeding kink- trailer trash!anakin x reader

Babysitter

20. roleplay-

21. mask kink-

22. voyeurism-

23. spit kink-

24. daddy kink-

25. monster fucking-

26. glory hole-

27. dry humping -

28. sex pollen-

29. dumbification-

30. clothed sex-

31. predator/prey-

[kittycatcomander]

AU where SBI are villains, and Kristin is the villain wrangler making sure all the kids who get counseling in her office get a chance to meet who ever they want, even if they’re wanted dead by the hero commission.

Cue meet-cute(?) between Kristin and Phil, where she spends weeks tracking down the infamous “ Crowfather, killer of heroes and hater of the system” because some little kid wanted see him, and she stands tall and totally not terrified (/s) on a rooftop waiting for him.

And Phil is faced with this woman who spent hours and hours researching his routines not to arrest him but to let a little kid meet him, and he just falls for her.

So they exchange numbers, and everytime from there on out when Kristin has a kid who wants to meet The Blade or Orpheus or Nemesis she just casually shoots THE TOP VILLAIN a message, internally screaming, while Phil is kicking his feet on the air like a stereotypical teenager everytime his phone dings with a personalized ringtone.

Hero!Dream: I have finally confronted you, doer of evil! Today, our fight will be legend-

Crowfather!Phil: wait pause mate- OMG ITS HER 🥰🥰

Hero!Dream: wait wha-

Technoblade: I’ll take it from here

And so begins her getting really casual about the fact she personally texts the top villain.

I’m imagining some side stuff where she meets Tommy, a sidekick in desperate need of help (which she’s happy to provide), and a few others who’s relationship evolves with her over time.

Kirstin when first meeting the Blade: hooooooly smokes this guy is Dangerous, but if the kid wants to meet him… I’ll be prepared

Techno: uhhhhhh (struggling to interact with the receptionist, holds kids and swings them around gently like planes, lets them win fake fights)

Kristin: ok wait he’s like seven shaking puppies built like a brick house

She and Phil talk more and more as the arrangement continues, about everything and eventually life, and things shift from there. The first time that a villain tries hurting one of the kids also shifts their relationship…. especially since Kristin handles it as efficiently as she does.

There’s more, but in this AU I imagine Kristin to have a super dangerous power of her own (unregistered because teehee) that motivated her to work with troubled youth in need of help and kids working with a limited lifespan. I want her to be OP but just friendly and downplaying her ability since she was never in a situation to use it to the full extant.

Also there’d obviously be a CrimeBoys plot and adoption of Tommy into the family (bye bye Dream) which leads to her getting invited over to like. Family dinners and stuff, where the interactions are all completely cute and normal but undercut by her perspective reminding her of crimes they’ve all committed. Like-

“Phil, who had the most beautiful eyes but hands stained with the blood of approximately 3,791 people, passed her the salad with a bright smile. His son(?) continued the story of how he met a new friend. Kristin wasn’t sure if the story was in or out of masks, and she was scared to ask at this point.”

I especially want her to and Phil to reflect the two main approaches to changing the world, where you could either completely destroy the system in place (villains, anarchy) and forcefully restart, or you could tackle an issue at its lowest (if the world is full of corrupt people, change the people from a young age)

[dorylinae-supremacy]

AU where Phil is a human that accidentally adopts vampire!Techno and loves the kid far too much for just turn him in to hunters or give him up.

Just obssessed with AU's where Phil corrupts himself so that he can take care of his kids so he just starts turning a blind eye to Techno spending nights out and coming home covered in blood.

Ramblings under cut!

He ignores the missing people being reported on the news in favour of asking Techno if he slept well or if he's still hungry.

One night, though, its almost too much. Techno comes home with a changeling Wilbur and asks for Phil to help him heal the other. The only problem is that human blood is the only way to fix up such a young vampire.

The amount of blood needed would easily kill Phil and Techno can't leave the others side. It'd be on him to bring back a human to feed Wil to keep him alive.

He almost denies it but ultimately just cant bring himself to let a helpless kid die. So he goes out and does what was needed. Wilbur gets fixed up and mere days later, Kristin turns up at the door to thank him.

From that point on they fall in love and eventually get married and move in, Phil being the only human in the house while he just turns a blind eye to the massive spike in killings in the area.

They have to move around a couple of times because of that but eventually they find a forever home and discover an abandoned changeling who says his name is Tommy.

Again, Phils bleeding heart is just too much and he desperately wants to take this poor kid off the streets. The only problem is that Tommy has no interest in joining the coven or the family.

Its after a hunter attack that they decide that what he wants isnt what matters. They'll give him a coven and a place to stay whether he wants it or not. Sooner or later, he'll get used to it.

Just like Phil did.

[eddiespornstache]

Okay spy AU lemme think

Bobby is the agency director with a dark past

Athena is the top field agent who’s unafraid to kill

Buck is the normal guy who everybody thinks is a secret agent even though he has no idea what’s going on

Eddie is the ex-military agent who gets assigned to be his handler because he’s got the best chance of keeping Buck alive

Tommy is the double agent who falls in love with the mark

Karen is the tech genius who invents all the spy gadgets

Hen is the agency’s doctor on call to patch everyone up

Chimney run the karaoke bar that serves as a front for dead drops

Maddie is the woman in the chair

Taylor is an on the ground intelligence gatherer with unscrupulous methods

Abby defected from the agency and information about her is what everyone thinks Buck has maybe??

Michael is the architect who designed the secret headquarters and sets up safe houses

Ravi and May are interns or something I just want them to be included

Gerrard and Ortiz are the corrupt politicians that need to be taken down obviously

[gravemations]

So I mite of when a bit wild on the 7th whiteboard and made a post Veldigun Timeline for the Sitcom Au based on corrupted grandpa Alex concept

The main Pov character is Tommy Merrick but it switch between him and Alex throughout the story, Tommy being the adopted son of patient 66.

Tom see Alex as a uncle figure most of the time but Tom and 66 jokingly call them pops or gran due to Alex being a bit of an old soul even though they are younger then 66.

Anyway the main plot follows Tommy not really believing Alex's story's about what happened in Eastrige and decided to sneak out at night to disprove the story's to only find out they where very real.

Tommy's pov is a parallel to the sitcom timeline with Tommy going through arcs close to the main sitcom timeline but he is on his own running away from the Veldigun.

While Alex is running around Eastrige trying to get Tommy home while trying to keep up their Human illusion to not scare Tommy.

(and maybe some other obstetrical who knows the story has not been fully thought out yet)

[eggsplice]

I will create a crossover au that is SO nonsensical and self indulgent

[nomsfaultau]

Dark SBI AU where Philza’s human children were replaced by monsters. Start of ficlet is here.

(sorry for repeating a part im new to formatting ficlets)

The Lambs Wolves Wear part 4

Once the truth came out, “Tommy” was the least likely to wear the skin of his child. The shapeshifting demon slipped in and out of forms like water, powerful and sleek. To him, Tommy was nothing more than another form to play with. Discarded like a toy the demon lost interest in, like Tommy wasn't Philza's whole world. "Tommy" only ever wanted the form to manipulate humans, to appear small and vulnerable and precious. Perhaps the shape changer knew it felt like a gut punch every time Philza remembered those soft blue eyes were only a mask for the monster hiding in what used to be his youngest son.

It helped that his true form hadn’t a chance of fitting inside the home. So Philza found himself spending more and more time trapped in doors so as to force “Tommy” to a smaller, more manageable size. At least he’d learned to be more benign near the cattle and hens, though at times he stirred them into a frenzy, sharp teeth laughing at the chaos. Yet more often than not he wore a corrupted version of the real Tommy, clinging onto Philza’s hip. “Tommy” did little to suppress his four demon horns, mangled wings at time materializing to further ensnare Philza. He was often left covered in shallow scratches and a few nip marks. Nothing dangerous, mind, simply a reminder that at any point "Tommy" could rend him limb from limb.

As often as he confined himself to the home now, it had become nigh impossible to tend the fields, though “Technoblade” had taken to it with glee. The undead legions flickered between rows of grain, having declared war on the weeds. It was harder than it used to be with fewer tasks to distract himself with. Philza found himself stripped of work, the monsters stealing it so that he was left with undivided attention for them.

He didn’t know what to do with himself. But the monsters found a use for him. A flap of tattered demon wings and a small earth quake signaled “Tommy’s” return from a long day of terrorizing mortals or whatever it is he did in his free time. The door slammed open, wind rushing in a gale as a terrible eagle ripped through the home, wings smashing things off the walls and tables. Red eyes gleamed as they found Philza sitting before the fireplace, and at once it dove towards him sharply. Midair, the demon enlarged, smoothly converting from a dive to a pounce. A chimera slammed into him full force, knocking the air from Philza’s lungs. Sharp claws pinned him in place as a lion head began to butt against him roughly, goat horns jamming into his soft underbelly.

“What have I said about shapeshifting in the house, “Tommy”?” A deep growl froze Philza in place, bared fangs inches from his face. The chimera circled a few times, then flumphed into his lap, settling in. “You can’t just-“ a wing shot out, slamming across his face in retaliation. Something hot trickled down his lip. Fire glowed in the back of “Tommy’s” mouth as Philza clutched his bleeding nose. It grew brighter and brighter, “Tommy’s” hackles bristling, but Philza stubbornly tended to his injury. At least, till the lion’s maw part in jagged fangs and the fireball in the chimera’s throat threatened to devour him in flame. Philza jolted, and quickly began to pet “Tommy” with shaking hands covered in his own blood.

Bristling fur smoothed, and “Tommy” snuggled in, tearing large rips through the couch and gurgling a thing that couldn’t quite be considered a purr. “You can’t intimidate me every time you want something,” Philza said the moment his voice worked again. Each word tasted like the blood quickly beginning to coat his front.

“Of course I can,” “Tommy” rumbled. “It’s how Hell works.” The viper’s tail wrapped around his ankle, venomous fangs poised above his arteries. “I could say ‘scratch me behind the ears or I’ll poison you’ and you’ll do it.” And so Philza did, after the hiss of a snake nearly buried itself in his flesh. “Tommy” stretched, satisfied, though the viper curled around Philza remained.

“That isn’t how love works, though. If you keep being mean, I might stop loving you.”

Hellish red eyes whipped towards him, shock rounding them. “It can be revoked?” At Philza’s nod, all four of “Tommy’s” ears flattened, a snarl building in his throats. “If you stop loving me I’ll rip you apart.”

“A-and that will just ensure you’ll never get love again.”

The growl died. Confusion twisted the monster’s features, the demon trying to find a way he could threaten Philza without ‘being mean’. Or more aptly, how to weasel out of threat he couldn’t actually fulfill without losing his perceived power. The bafflement only increased exponentially, the demon becoming distraught. “How do I get something if not by force or deception?”

“Love is reciprocal. You have to give it if you want to receive it.” The demon was distrustful of the notion, squinting at Philza as if waiting for the catch. He slowly peeled off the mortal he was crushing, till Philza was face to face with a lion head, demonic eyes piercing him for truth. “That means- that means you can’t hurt me. Or threaten to, either. You have to be nice, like I’ve been to you.”

A giant paw rose, hesitated, then raked across his chest. Philza flinched, pressing back into the couch as much as he could. “Tommy” batted at him over and over, tearing Philza’s shirt and streaking light crimson scratches across his chest. The demon ignored his yelps of pain, his strength unmatched as he pinned the panicking Philza in place. He’d pushed his luck too far, and now he was going to get gutted. He should’ve never tried to set boundaries with a demon. “Stop squirming,” the chimera growled. “You’re making it hard to pet you.”

Philza grit his teeth. Nice. Warm. Fatherly. He bit out a strained smile so he couldn’t scream. “You’re playing too rough, son. You gotta be gentle with me, remember? You’re making me bleed.”

The chimera paused in its attack, frowning. “But blood is how humans bind their vows. You promised to love me, so you must bleed to keep that oath.”

That. Yeah, in retrospect that explained a lot about how cuddling with “Tommy” usually went. Philza had always ended up bruised, nipped fingers and scratch marks. “Humans can keep promises without a blood pact. In fact, that’s how most of them are done.”

“Then how will I force you to uphold it?”

“If you are kind I shall do it of my own volition.”

“Tommy’s” hackles raised. “No you won’t. You would betray me at the first opportunity.”

“Perhaps in hell. Not here.” Philza stroked “Tommy’s” muzzle and slowly began coaxing him to be more gentle. He distrusted Philza’s words, scoffing at them, but seemed willing to try so as to not lose Philza’s affection. Eventually he persuaded the demon to don a weaker, safer form, particularly after the lion head’s nuzzling started trying to bite his arms. A fox curled in his lap, happily purring as Philza ran his fingers through too-hot fur. Occasionally "Tommy" rubbed against him to show affection. Or possibly just to make sure Philza was paying attention to solely him.

“What was Hell like?” Philza asked curiously. Fishing for information was the least dangerous with "Tommy", and given how unintentionally (?) lethal he was that was saying something. But the others were far more conniving in a way the straight-forward demon was not. And Philza needed to figure out how to get his real children back as quick as possible.

The purring stopped abruptly, hackles bristling as the beast grew. Philza braced for an attack that never came. “Tommy” simply looked away from him, resting his head on his paws. “…really, really awful. That’s why I want to stay with you forever.”

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[ivys-garden]

Written down some more ideas for the Hermitcraft Prohibition AU, thanks for the help!

(P.S I won't be able to write this at the moment since I'm busy with school, so if anyone wants to have a crack go at it)

(P.S P.S I'm deciding the “main character” will be Pearl because then the AU can be called “Moonshine” :) )

The Year is 1925 and the bustling port city of Hermit's Hollow has been hit hard by the prohibition. With no way to obtain alcohol legally a network of organised crime groups and speakeasies has overtaken the city to provide drink.

Pearl - Postmaster of the PET Private Postal Service & Chief Leader in the bootlegging operation for the Tattered Tombstone speakeasy. Took up bootlegging after the post office fell into debt with the landlord. She and Tango alternate driving & she got scarily proficient with her tommy gun. She has a dog who she insists on bringing with them even though she barely helps

“Tango” - Inventory Manager & Engineer for the Postal Service & Bootlegging scheme. Had his tommy gun privileges revoked and is stuck mainly on driving duty. He knows why. Due to his close relationship with one of the city's only non corrupt cops he usually plays distraction. Is surprising good at dancing, leading to his nickname

Etho - general manager for the postal service & chief stealth expert, got the nickname “Ladders” due to his ability to climb any surface with ease. He used to be a former Dry Agent & constantly got into fights, leaving him scared, though his recent track record in fights has been… embarrassing. He takes security very seriously and insists on wearing a mask on heists. Only he also wears it while being a civilian deafening the entire point.

Cleo - Owner & Manager of “The Tattered Tombstone” is the city's largest speakeasy and the person who employs PET. She's a notoriously ruthless mob boss if you get on their bad side. They got the nickname “Zombie” due to a gas explosion, leaving half of her face burnt off. oh, and the rumour that she ate someone alive. That too

Joe - formermely a struggling street musician, he's now the main act in the Tattered Tombstone, he's such an asset to the business that Cleo has afforded him permanent lodges in the above apartments, which she also owns. He has been all over the country and thus has many tales to tell while not performing

Ren - former bodyguard for several mobosses. Quit after his partner lost an eye & arm trying to protect him. Now he's the bouncer & and bartender in the Tattered Tombstone. Got the nickname “The Dog” due to his role as a bodyguard.

Grian - the deputy of the local police force. Almost all his friends are criminals. He knows this. He doesn't do anything because it would be “too much paperwork”. Often clocks out early to go fishing. Who gave him this job?

“Cub” - the local Sheriff in the city and the runner of “The Convex” a recently opened speakeasy that's seeing overnight success, as he's using the police force as a hit squad against the competition. He's replaced every person he can with people who will either help him or are too incompetent to stop him. Got the nickname “Cub” because he allegedly fought off a grizzly in the Canadian wilderness.

“Scar” - dry agent in the police force and completely in on Cub's scheme, taking down several notorious gangsters as they continuously underestimate him. On top of “police” work, he also makes deals with mob bosses and speakeasy owners in various disguises as well as pocketing any bribes he gets for Cub. Git the nickname “Scar” due to his heavily scarred face. Whenever asked how he got them, he changes his story. Previous reasons include Zoo Accidents, Roller Coaster Malfunctions, and “Majestic Elf Wizard”

“Skizz” - one of the few good cops remaining in the city, but also completely oblivious to all the corruption around him. He's directly friends with Tango and doesn't know that he's a bootlegger.

He Got the sleeves ripped off his uniform in a knife fight with two gangster bodyguards during his first day on the job and refuses to repair them to remind him.of the day.

“Skizz” is a nickname but it was given to him so long ago no one remembers how he got it.

Gem - grizzled fisherwoman and part-time rum runner. Frequents the Tattered Tombstone and was the person to insider Pearl to take up bootlegging after a chat at the bar

Despite not having any (living) enemies she's recently found it harder to carry out her operation as a new gang has taken over the rum running in the city, cutting her off from most of her contacts

“Beef” - Rival Rum Runner to Gem who set up an organised gang of fellow Rum Runners under the guises of “Big Salmon Fisheries”, who have recently entered a deal to solely supply The Convex speakeasy.

Skizz has a personal mission to take Beef down as Beef used to be his partner in the police force before leaving to take up rum running

Got the nickname “Beef” because he grew up on a cattle farm.

“Mumbo Jumbo” - the son of notorious mob boss “Big Ron” who took over his criminal empire after his death at the hands of the previous Sheriff. Had no interest in criminality but felt he had to continue his family legacy. Bounced as soon as some dangerous enemies of Ron started coming after him, he now works as a mechanic and frequents the Tattered Tombstone.

Was given the nickname “Mumbo Jumbo” by his father for “Talking to much”

“Doc” - bodyguard turned hitman for hire. He and his partner failed to stop a pair of rocky cops from breaking into the base of mob boss Big Ron, which led to the arrest of several of his men. Doc agreed to take his punishment as well as Ren’s for the mistake, which resulted in him losing his eye and arm. After patching himself up, he went on a revenge mission, only to find out Big Ron had been killed by the Sheriff after they tracked him using information they got from the rookies. Doc would try to take his revenge on Ron's son, but he disappeared soon after catching on to his plan. He now frequents The Convex speakeasy and takes jobs from clients there while also paying a PI to track down Mumbo

Got the nickname “Doc” because he got kicked out of medical school for undisclosed reasons. (It's actually because he has a engineering degree but he tells people the other story to seem cooler)

“False” - local investigative journalist looking into the government's ties to the rum running business and Convex Speakeasy. Got very good at fighting due to being attacked or kidnapped by gangsters every other week

Got the nickname “False” after her False imprisonment at the hands of the previous Sheriff after she exposed him for corruption.

Joel - Private Investigator. Usually works with his wife, but she's currently taking cases in Empire City. He has gotten into quite a few scraps with thugs and bootleggers and has gotten very good at fighting as a result. Currently has his hands full juggling three cases, One for a man in a purple robe who wants him to track 3 notorious bootleggers, one for his neighbour False who wants him to investigate connections between the police and “Big Salmon Fisheries”, and one for a one eyed man who wants him to track Big Ron's son. It's gonna be a long month, if only he had a drink.

[one-chaotic-neautral]

Im officially asking to be crowned as "sbi!atla au's #1 fan" because im ABSOLUTELY OBSESSED, YOU HAVE NO IDEA IM SO HYPED!!!

!DISCLAIMER IM ABOUT TO WORD-VOMIT!↓

Okok at first i thought that Techno would 100% be a fire bender but after reading ur explanation it makes so much sense for his character to be a water bender

And (just an idea! You don't have to include it or anything) i would love to see people assuming he's a non bender bc he fights without using water and then he just STARTS CONTROLLING THEIR BODY!! BECAUSE THATS THE ONLY(?) FORM OF WATER BENDING HE KNOWS!!

Like- that could be a huge character arc for him; learning to use water bending in other forms

Anywayy, im just brain storming here lol

Also, i love niki as a firebender! It matches her dsmp character so much and it gives so much potential for her

For me, I definitely see Tommy as a firebender, he's got a personality that could only be described as 'fiery', hes THE personification of fire;

Persistent, ambitious, never giving up, fiercely protective, and even, consistent and unchanging

Because if we take a look at his dsmp character, he's all of the above! And please let me explain the last two

Ctommy went through a lot of changes and situations but at his core level, he kept those same characteristics that defined him from the start of the story, till the very end.

Yes, he matured and grew up, yes he went through trauma that definitely influenced him heavily

But he (and if you'd allow me this comparison here>) never became a whole different person like i believe cwillbur did. Cwillbur went from an ambitious leader fighting against corruption and false-power to --not only siding with said self-proclaimed figures of power -- but also becoming so corrupt himself, that he got lost inside the chaos around him, and the chaos inside his mind

CTommy never did. Even if it became borderline obsessive at some point, he knew what he wanted/what the goal was;

The discs and L'manburg

The discs; a symbol of friendship to his best friend tubbo (reminding him of who was beside him at those early dsmp moments), and also a symbol of capability for himself. He alone acquired those discs. Not by stealing them, without any help. His first time having something entirely his. It's a symbol of strength, of confidence. A way of showing that he can do anything himself, if he wished.

And L'manburg; a symbol of revolution, of resistance against the ones hungry for power. A symbol of equality, togetherness, brotherhood, family even!

C tommy always stayed true to those two, whether it was the physical embodiment of those or the things they symbolised.

And i just realised I've been rambling about ctommy for around 10 paragraphs, the spirit of ctommy possessed me. I genuinely don't know what took over me, but im definitely not getting saved if im analyzing dsmp in our year of our lord and saviour Twich Prime, 2024

(IM SORRY, I HAD TO)

Anywayyyyy

Anything you decide to do with ranboo, i think would be a great choice. I'd love them as the avatar, but I'd love anything you do with them either way

THANK YOU FOR DOING MY BOYS TUBBO AND SAM JUSTICE!! THEY'RE DEFINITELY EARTHBENDERS, NO ONE CAN CHANGE MY MIND!

Thank you for reading all that, and for making the au! It's honestly amazing :D

(also you don't have to post this ask if you don't want to!)

(ill be waiting for permission to put "#1 'whatever name you decide it should be' au fan" on my blog)

Have a great day/night ^-^

You have absolutely permission for the crown, and I Love hearing your thoughts on this!!

I like the idea of Techno only being able to bloodbend at first, and I think I may incorporate that more into his narrative more now.

What I was thinking for his backstory was that he was ostracised and cast out from his village as a young child, being born albino with red eyes instead of blue he was considered cursed (or at best the child of an affair), but when his bending talent manifested he could only bloodbend which scared his people thinking he was a demon or something, so they left him in the tundra to die.

He survived ofc, but the isolation and trauma of living alone for so long manifested the voices (like schizophrenia but I think maybe it's instead a sign of the blood god worsened by schizophrenic symptoms). He always had them, urging him to bloodbend, but they were worsened to become noticable during that time. The bloodbending and albinism being the blessing / incarnation of the blood god, kinda like Yue was of the moon spirit when she was a baby.

He later learns to control water too, but I think he's quite a skilled swordsman, so for his fighting technique that doesn't involve bloodbending he uses weapons he's waterbended into shape and turned to ice. I'm working on some designs for this I'll post later, but in his updated ref you can see a hilt on his belt which he'll make the blade out of ice with (he could do the whole thing, but it'd be cold and uncomfortable, as well as less structurally secure).

The pole on his back works to make his axe and stuff. Then I think he makes a trident out of plain ice. This also gives them the appearance of being blue like diamond gear which I think is neat.

Tommy is also such a great character to work with, even if Techno's my fav Tommy's probably going to be the main protagonist if I get round to making a narrative. You're so right that he embodies all the firebender traits, I think I will end up going with firebending for him now.

I'm not sure if I'll include c!dream in this au or not considering I'm not really into him, but he does have a lot of involvement in Tommy's dsmp lore and development. If I do bring him in then he'd probably do the classic manipulation, probably try to 'train' tommy or smth and isolates and controls him.

I imagine Tommy's bending is actually pretty weak, or starts out that way cause he never had a proper teacher (methinks the other help him later), which makes him a bit insecure and leads to him learning how to be resourceful in other ways cause he can't rely on it.

I really like the discs being something he didn't steal but earned. I think one of the reasons that they'll be so important to him now in the au is because he's a poor thief who's had to steal everything in life to survive, so to have something he wholly earned himself, along with the symbolism of them, is something that means a lot and he takes pride in it. Thanks for bringing that up cause it'll be very useful for his development.

Just gonna leave it with those two for now, I should head to bed haha, good morning/night!

There's so many things I wanna do with this au, Thank you for showing an interest in it, it makes me want to finish more of my drawings lol :)

[dewffin]

Doomsday but more ✨glittery✨

or Technoblade as the Ancient Fairy of Justice

So let's continue with this AU...

Ok, so my designs for the Ancient Fairies are basically Believix and Earth Fairies mashed up.

So, not as elegant as Enchantix, but not totally modern as the Winx in season 4.

For Techno's design I used that one interpretation of his skin, you know, shorts and thigh high boots or socks. And the Poet Shirt ™

I decided to go with a mostly white outfit as a way to show he isn't a corrupted fairy... Also think of that outfit covered in blood.

The gold details are there because piglins <3 gold, so that's that.

And the red cape because iconic.

The wings design comes from the Fairy of Justice from season 4, Sibylla.

That's because... I didn't know what the fuck to do with the wings. Also they are pretty similar to the wings I've designed for Wilbur, so there is the twins stuff.

He also has a Lovix form (I promise one day i'll draw it, pinky promise), and it's pretty similar to this one. Just add fur in some places and make it for cold weather, but still keep showing skin. Something like this:

Also, I'm not so sure what to do with the withers. Like, I could let them as they are, but I could be cool if that was a power or ability that comes from his bond with the Blood God. Maybe it could be that the amount that can be summoned is linked with the corruption of a world, and the amount of damage they cause goes back to the darkness in the heart of those who angered the Ancient Fairy of Justice.

I wanted to do something with the Axe of Peace, as it is one of the catalysts to Tommy's Bloomix. It would only accept to be wielded by those who seek justice and will harm the magical core of those who are cut be it. But in the long forgotten past it was an staff, and its power was to bring balance to the soul and, in the few cases of people whose magical core did not align with them, change the core to match the mind.

Now it only seeks blood...

Part 1 (Tommy and intro to AU)

[4thebedrockbros]

Hear me out ...

Spy × Family - A SBI AU

Philza " Phil " Minecraft as Loyd Forger

Alias : Phil Watson , the best spy in the country

Age: unknown, above 35

He has abandoned everything about his past to work for his country as an undercover spy under the codename " The Angel of Death ".

For his new mission , he's required to adopt a child and marry someone to access his target J. Schlatt .

An easy mission , he just has to remember not to get attached.

Tommy Innit as Anya Forger

Alias : Thomas " Tommy " Watson , a mind-reader

Age : 10 ( pretends to be 12 )

Tommy is a government experiment that escaped into the outside world . Getting adopted as been hard for him , with people thinking he's " too much " to handle .

When a spy adopts him , he know his life is about to get 1000% cooler . He just has to hide his power to not get caught again , easy peasy .

Technoblade as Yor Briar Forger

Alias : Techno Watson , an assassin

Age : Above 30

(this one I changed the most about)

After loosing everything in the war , Techno was hired and trained by " The Pit " to become an assassin, his goal is to get rid of the corrupted government .

Working as a librarian on the side , people around him start to get suspicious of the lonely man with one too many scar .

So when that blond guy ask him to marry him , he just agrees thinking people will get off his back if he has a kid and a husband.

Not like he wants to actually be friend with the guy . Or actually like the kid .

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J. Schlatt as Donovan Desmond

Aka Phil's target

Age : Above 45

Asshole politician with dumb policies .

Tubbo Underscore as Damian Desmond

Aka Tommy's target

Age : 12

A genius kid trying to impress his dad to finally be noticed

He just wants him to love him , even just a little bit .

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