#Or what au this is

[radiance1]

In a place far above the soil and waves, a realm held above the sky and within the stars.

You awaken.

A world of twisting mirrors, of shooting stars, an endless expanse of drifting stardust and stars trapped in an endless succession of dying and being reborn anew.

You look down, expecting to see what you've come to know as a familiar sight.

It's you.

Or rather, a distorted version of you. Cracks running along your skin that looks drenched in blood, originating from right where your heart would be placed, now nothing but a black void.

They stare back, far too black eyes taking you in just as you take in yourself.

You look back up and walk forward.

Ripples are made beneath your feet as you step forwards into a world familiar yet unknown to you. Your distortion, and the sound of soft popping the only company you find yourself with as you try and navigate the unknown.

You stop by a star, a tiny one, compared to some others, and reach out a hand towards it, yet pause just a touch away, an instinctual reaction, despite knowing it won't hurt.

You can feel it above your palm.

The heat.

Yet, not hot and scorching, but warm and pleasant.

You tap into a new memory.

Like a fire started in the midst of snowfall, wrapped in a blanket, sitting on a couch and sipping away at a mug of hot chocolate as you idly watch Tv.

A woman, a man, and a girl were on the couch with you. Faces blurred, features not quite visible, you have seen them before, in other memories.

A moment later, you were ripped from the memory as the star dies with a quiet pop.

Warmth suddenly replaced by a cold void as glittering stardust scatters across your palm. Slowly picking itself up to restart the process for as long as whatever rules will it too.

You close your hand, trapping the stardust within before it could spread too far, then resume walking.

You walk on.

And on.

And on.

And on.

At one point, you reach around in your pockets, looking for something, yet all your hand retrieves is nothing.

You heave a heavy sigh.

You should've known you wouldn't have been so lucky this time.

You continue walking.

More and more stardust coat the area around you as you move, slowly reshaping themselves into stars, from tiny, to small, to big, to large.

The tiniest ones always take the longest, as if struggling to recall the details of the memories held within.

You stop.

Sitting there, once again, never moving, is a child.

A child you know well, yet not at all.

Sitting on a throne, head resting on the back of his palm as he stares out into the endless expanse of nothing. Glowing hair and toxic green eyes, a small crown floating just above his head and a cape of stars that's end falls to the bottom of the boy's throne.

These stars, each and every memory, and this realm, is undoubtedly his. You know who he is, yet you don't know who he is.

You have received bits and pieces of his memories, some blurry, some clear, and some sitting between that fine edge between the two.

You don't know why, but your question would never be answered, even if you asked.

You walk forward, stopping in front of the small boy, and crouch down. The focus of your intention, for his part, merely regards your presence with a shift of sight.

You have his attention.

You slowly move your hand up from your side, fully in view of the boy and careful to not move too fast.

The child, unlike the last time, doesn't immediately force you away, face holding a hint of curiosity.

You open your palm, a reborn star gently floats in place.

His eyes widen briefly, before collapsing back to neutrality. He reached a hand upwards, slow and unhurried.

He gently touched it with a finger.

Toxic green eyes became glazed, lost within the memory contained inside of the star.

You wait.

and you wait.

And you wait.

Until finally, something changed.

Small, glowing green tears formed at the corners of the child's eyes, before running down his face.

Slowly, carefully, he takes hold of it. Cradling it as if it were something precious, something, fragile.

And perhaps, it truly is something fragile.

He slowly brought it to his chest, tears still running down his face. He looks at you, yet now, expression different.

He looks at you now as if you weren't something unneeded, someone most definitely intruding, and perhaps, and eyesore. Now, he looks at you with relief, gratefulness, and happiness.

Out of the corner of your eyes, your reflection presses against the glass, pressing against it intently as cracks spread from its touch.

You turn your attention back onto the boy, to see him mouthing a few words with a warm, small smile, tears still running down his cheeks. Words you cannot hear yet are able to get the general gist of by reading his lips.

"Thank you."

The ground beneath you cracked, and before your distortions hand could grab, you take their hand. Not quite keen on being dragged at an extreme speed down below as every other time.

This time, they pull you along gently.

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John Constantine slowly blinks open his eyes, quite thankful that this time he isn't waking up to a racing heart and feeling as if he were about to hit the ground.

Still, he's been having that dream for a while now.

He looked down to his hand, the one that held onto the star, and tightened it into a fist.

He changed something.

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Get over here @stealingyourbones my curse bearer and behold the product of my test!

[riacte]

not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]

[rotisseries]

that being said I'm not actually always opposed to conflict free fluff I am just opposed to the characters having their claws filed down for it. you can stick them in a coffee shop au it should just still feel like you sat the two worst most insane people on earth in a starbucks

[bamsara]

Finor, the first follower.

[nemkero]

atla au but nothing changes except sokka is taller and zuko is shorter

[soldierkitten]

anyone still remember this au idea I had? well I didnt (thats why it took so long) I wanted to do something with this au, so here :P

the next one :D

[084392]

had never heard of "mlp infection aus" until this month and ngl i still dont know what they are but. it made me want to draw some of them getting taken over by their cutie marks or something......

[bixels]

She hates robots. She fucking hates robots and she's coming to kill you.

[puppyeared]

renaissance dogys

characters belong to @canisalbus

[arctvros]

geto as a teacher at jujutsu high

[petricorah]

I love "i would kill for you" ship dynamics but what about "i would stop killing" ship dynamic??

I would lay down my sword for you. I would change my nature and go against everything i've known. I would resist the easy way out of solving my problems. I would give up the adrenaline of battle to stay by your side and make tea instead. I'm not sure I know who I am without a weapon in my hand because I've had to fight for so long but for you I'm willing to try and figure this out.

It must be hard. To put down your weapon that's protected you for so long. It's allowed you to stay alive it's kept you from getting hurt--physically and mentally. Because you've never had to worry about a real relationship if you think you'll be dead at the next battle. And you feel naked without it and it feels like you're ripping off an extension of yourself. Are you even whole without it? Are you worthy of being loved if you can't prove it by risking your life? And yet they've found someone who's asking them for something much harder than dying in battle on their behalf. They've found someone who wants them to live. And that's much more terrifying.

[sboochi]

*sips tea* it's dumb crossovers time

I guess here King Arthur was a real dude who became legend after his death (in which demons and angels might have been involved). Our heroes now have a mystery to solve, with the help of a certain sorcerer.......

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[notherpuppet]

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[inejqhafa]

three tickets to challengers

[the-phantom-peach]

modern link and zelda because they’re cute and i can do what i want <3

[elizakai]

i’m sorry what?