#TDP AU

[pendovah]

My heart for Xadia.

[enbeemagical]

ok but wouldn't it be the funniest thing if Startouch elves have to restart from scratch every time their physical body gets killed

like imagine Aaravos's stars align and then the dragang is faced with a physically-seven-years-old-but-mentally-ancient Aaravos who remembers everything that's happened but is like half Ezran's height and all chubby-cheeked and big-eyed

[keebwee]

smthn smthn au where callum tries casting manus pluma volantis and it ends up going crazy mode and bro basically goes feral. cannot control his magic whatsoever and is afraid of everyone and doesn't remember anything really. takes place in arc 1

[sarasade]

Modern Human AU Aaravos

More of this AU here (with ~Viravos~)

[thevalleygh0ul]

🦋Jayvik Week🦋

Day 5: AU/missing scene

All of these are AUs I’ve made!

Top left: hockey player Jayce/fan Viktor

Top right: mermaid Viktor/blacksmith Jayce

Bottom left: The Dragon Prince — human mage Jayce/startouch elf Viktor

Bottom right: vampire Viktor/hunter Jayce

[the-infamous-odysseus]

Hear me out

The dragon prince theatre AU

[bluemoonblade]

Finally did some fanart for @cosmicpoutine 's biker/modern au!! Fell in love with it the moment i saw the first drawing and im rlly vibing sm with it 👀🥺

(i cant draw bikes for shit but i TRIED making my way out of It okay hdgdge)

[drawthemoon101]

⚠️CW! Blood 2nd, 3rd and 4th slides!

A continuation of my TGCF Dragon Prince AU with Hua Cheng as a Human Dark Mage, corrupting himself making E-Ming and casting spells with that form revealed!

This AU will be living in my head forever, it’s here rent free and corrupted Hua Cheng feeds into his fear of being a monster before Xie Lian😭

Also last slide look a bit like Xie Lian’s angstier scenes, with the pin cushion📍

Comms open with all info in my Carrd, link in my pinned post and also links to my Ko-Fi as well, if interested!💛

[stuck-in-jelly]

Here me out

Mer/Sea Creature AU where Lissa was a Selkie who willingly gave her skin to Viren, a human mage she fell in love with. They lived in a happy fulfilling marriage and had two children, one a mostly selkie child (Claudia) and the other a mostly human child (Soren).

But one day Lissa witnessed the cruelty of her husbands magic she wished to leave, Viren in a panic refused to give her the coat back arguing that they could still work this out if she just gave him time but in the altercation he accidentally damaged the coat.

Months later, Lissa managed to break into the room he kept her coat locked in and escaped but left her children behind. Never returning out of fear of being captured again or worse yet her skin becoming more damaged.

Soren and Claudia grew up believing the call of the sea was stronger for the mother than her love for them.

Claudia was initially born looking fully human, but as time went on she grew her coat grew in and she and her mom had even went on a few swims together. However after Lissa's departure she ended up feeling somewhat resentful of her own coat, locking it away but knowing she could never destroy it or get rid of it despite never feeling the call or lure of the sea.

Later when she meets and falls in love with Terry, she tries several times to gift her coat to him but each time he refused, feeling uncomfortable with the implications of holding it in his possession.

After all if one day she wishes to leave he believes she shouldn’t have to ask him where he left her coat.

Soren meanwhile was a strange in between child, he was born without a coat but with fangs like that of a seal, and slightly webbed hands and feet. The most concerning part of his birth however was the matter of his lungs. Soren was born with seal lungs instead of human ones making it hard for him to get the right amount of oxygen needed for a human body.

This led to him being sick often, being unable to join his sister and mother in the sea. His father attempted many magical 'cures' to make him more human with various degrees of success. And though he has never told his family, he can also feel the pull of the sea at night.

It isn't until later when he meets Corvus, a traveling sailor that he actually explores the sea for the first time.

[darkcrowprincess]

Rayllum au:

Where during those two years apart, without realizing it Rayllum visit each other in their dreams/have shared dreams. Maybe something happened when they both went into the moon nexus. Do to moon arcanum magic in it, maybe their subconsciousness connect. Either way they share dreams, and maybe at first they don't realize they are sharing dreams. And they both think it's a dream with no consequences so they act like how they want to act like with each other. Especially Rayla, with no consequences. Just being honest. Though slowly maybe Callum starts to realize this is real. He's at war with telling Rayla, or trying to figure out how to find her so he can bring her home. Eventually he decides to be honest. And Rayla's reaction is hilarious.

[bat-snake]

Sometimes I either Grinch Smile or run face first into a wall while doing that, but...

I've been thinking about "Viren doesn't take the mirror au"

Viren leaves the mirror behind along with the illusion of a destroyed egg. And thus, Zubeia, in desperation, turns to Aaravos for help.

It's just a question of how Aaravos takes on the situation 🤔. I've been really mixed.

[keebwee]

zappy bird boy moment. this au is absorbing my fucking BRAIN bro. click for better quality

[sarasade]

Never posted this fan art for @thrandilf 's epic multi-chapter fic The Devil You Thought You Knew where Aaravos & Callum have an Enemies to Friends arc. Highly recommended!

[adashulaz]

Tdp miraculous ladybug au.

Corvus as Ladybug and Soren as Chat Noir.

Obviously they won't be anything like Marinette and Adrien due to the fact that Corvus and Soren are 20 and 18 while Marinette and Adrien are 14/15. It also won't really follow the show as the show has some questionable choices and I don't think I could write those choices for this AU without wanting to choke myself.

Anyways

Corvus receives his miraculous by helping some random old guy(might just make it Ziard ngl) by thinking quickly. Soren receives his miraculous by just finding it in the middle of the road as the old guy dropped it and Soren just decided to take it because he figured Claudia would like it(Claudia never got it).

They eventually use the miraculous because someone gets akumatized(Virens fault btw) and they have to fight. Both Soren and Corvus are very confused. Soren is confused because how the actual fuck is a yo-yo a weapon? Corvus is confused because how the fuck is this cat guy using a baton as a sword and how the fuck is it working in his favor?

Anyways, they manage to do what they need to and part ways. They don't do introductions, they sorta just name each other. Soren calls Corvus "Lord Spots" while Corvus calls Soren "Stray".

Lord Spots - Soren finds it hilarious that everything that Corvus has while transformed is covered in spots

Stray - Corvus noticed that Soren doesn't have a bell or really anything to indicate he'd be a household cat, basically calling Soren homeless

They don't try to change their names, they just keep it and no one knows why they would and they won't say why. It loosely follows miraculous canon after that, they meet and become friends. They have to keep their identities secret and sorta get up to shenanigans by complete accident. Like Soren once almost burnt down an entire building while Corvus almost killed a man while helping Amaya.

[whothey7]

Hasegawa and Kamimura being vigilantes (works in solving puzzles and putting together information ; works in cleaning the scenes as civilian and using chemistry and that knowledge as vigilante (as well as some coverup)) Them knowing each other and being friends since they both work in the background. Only knowing each other online. Maybe Hasegawa had to reach out once for chemistry information and they just stuck together.

Them meeting as civilians.

Hasemura.

[dragon-susceptible]

Different Path Taken Ch17 P3

Another section! This might be the last one and I might need to make another chapter for any more antics in the village, at this point the three sections are 4.5k words long altogether, so. They should be done unless I wanna add the leechleaf scene though, since a lot of what the boys go through isn't any different than the show. After this, it's off to report to the other assassins.

Ram found Rayla stalking after the man in an alley near the edge of town.  She had been careful to remain out of sight, and the two of them quickly made their way to a rooftop to follow him when Ram’s presence made him bolt.  It was almost too easy, running light-footed across the rooftops, leaping from one to the next, herding him into an isolated part of town.  Ram’s blood lit excitedly with the chase.

They cornered him almost too soon.  He whipped the dagger out and turned to face the alley, and Ram smirked down at him and glanced at Rayla.

“I’ll go down behind him,” She signed, silent, and grinned back at him. 

“When he turns, I’ll drop in on his other side,” He agreed, also signing, and gestured for her to go.  She bounced over to the wall behind the man and dropped down behind him.

He whirled around to face her, brandishing the dagger. “I won that money fair and square,” He said defensively.

Ram dropped down behind him. “Oh, we’re not looking for money.” He drawled, and the stranger stumbled, turning so he could see both of them with his dark eyes wild with sudden fear.

“Then what do you want?” He demanded.

“We want your help.” Rayla said firmly.

With a glance between them, the human slowly straightened up, his fear morphing to skeptical curiosity. “With what?” He asked warily.

“That dagger.” Ram said.

The human started to back up again, and Rayla held out her hands to stop him. “Wait!  We don’t want tae take it from you, we just want to borrow your blade to cut these.” She held out her hand and showed him the binding on her wrist, tugging it away from her glove. 

“Oh, you just wanna borrow it, huh?” The human said skeptically. “Do you know how valuable this thing is?”

“Oh, yes,” Ram growled, still rankling at seeing his fucking knife being bandied about, used in bets and swindling, by some human.  He bit back his urge to claim it, not wanting to be identified as an elf.  It had his name inscribed on the hilt in elvish script.

Rayla held up her hands again. “Fine, you hold it, just cut these things off us,” She begged him.  Ram wondered if she was intentionally playing up her youth to gain sympathy from the stranger.

The human straightened up again, giving her a critical look. “But it’ll burn you.”

“I don’t care.  Just do it, please!” She pleaded, holding out her wrist.  The human finally relaxed a little bit more, and nodded carefully.

Ram saw what was happening just in time and stepped around between them. “Absolutely not.  We’re trying mine first.” He said firmly to Rayla. 

Rayla scowled at him. “This whole thing was my idea,” She argued. “An’ your gloves are important, you have tools in them.   Mine are just gloves.”

“If this doesn’t work, Runaan will be furious if I bring you back to camp with a burned arm and nothing to show for it,” Ram said. “I’m not willing to take a chance with you.”

Rayla scowled deeper. “Either he’s mad at you or I am.” She said flatly. “Who’d you rather take your chances with?”

She looked like an angry shadowcub when she pouted like that, but she had laid Ram out often enough in training that he winced at the idea of being on her bad side.  That said, she could be a jerk to him, but she didn’t actually have any authority over him, and Runaan could do both. “You.” He said just as flatly. “I’m not arguing with your father, Rayla.”

She looked ready to spit, but she folded her arms and stepped back. “Fine.”

Ram turned towards the human, who fortunately had not run away while they argued, and who was looking warily between them.  He held out his wrist. “We’re not taking questions.”

“Right.” The human said, and took hold of Ram’s hand to steady it.  Ram balled it into a fist to disguise how his fifth finger wasn’t really there, and braced himself as the heat drew closer to his wrist.

Predictably, as the human tried to set the blade to his wrist like he was slicing something, his glove caught on fire first and he had to jerk free to put it out.  He hissed with pain but doubted his skin was actually burned beneath the thick leather. “Don’t slice, idiot, it’s a sunforge blade, all you have to do is set the heat to what you actually want to cut.”

“You know a lot about these blades, do you?” The human asked warily. 

Ram scowled at him. “Never mind.  Try this.” He tugged the binding away from his glove, wincing at how it bit into the back of his wrist, and held his arm out again.

The human carefully threaded the knife into the gap and tried to cut the binding free.  Ram’s glove once again caught fire, and Ram snarled through the pain until the human flinched away from it and lost hold of the blade.  When Ram flinched too his binding snapped tight again, pinning the searing blade to his wrist, and he felt as though the wind had been knocked out of him as he stumbled backwards.

Rayla caught him and yanked the dagger free of his binding, his wounds instantly cauterized in its heat, and Ram felt like his voice was just burning on the inside as he quickly fell to his knees to pin his hand to the snow.  He put out the fire and just left his burning wrist down there, shuddering as he breathed through his teeth. “It’s no use.  We can’t cut them.” He said, eyes burning with a combination of pain and helplessness in the face of having this slim hope snatched away.

“Are you okay?” Rayla asked worriedly from above him.

Ram shook his head. “Burned, but I’ll be fine.  Good gloves go a long way.” He winced as he looked at the condition his left glove had been left in, halfway to tatters on the inner side, but stood up and dusted himself off nonetheless.

Rayla looked from the dagger to him to the human and back to him.  She carefully handed it to him. “Ram . . . the dagger.  It is yours, it’s got your name inscribed in it.”

“I knew it!” The human gasped. “You’re elves!”

Ram sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, and at least Rayla looked appropriately ashamed of herself.

“Rayla, go meet me where we agreed earlier.” Ram said firmly. “I’ll handle this.”

Rayla hesitated, giving him a hard look. “No killin’, Ram,” She reminded just as firmly. “No maiming either.”

“We’re just going to talk.” Ram promised her. “Just go.”

With one last searching look at him and a frown, Rayla obeyed. 

Once she was out of earshot, Ram turned to face the human, who was half–crouched and looking once again wild-eyed and terrified. “Please don’t hurt me.  Just take the dagger, just let me go.” The man begged.

“I’m not going to take it from you.” Ram said though it felt like pulling teeth, and backed the man up until he fell down into the snow and cowered there.  Ram crouched in front of him and showed him the blade. “I’m going to give this back to you.”

The human glanced from him to the dagger. “What’s the catch?”

“You’re going to keep your mouth shut about us.” Ram said, patiently, voice deadly soft, holding the human’s gaze with his own. “You’re the only one in this town who’s managed to see through the illusions hiding us, so believe me, if the torches and pitchforks start coming out, I will know who told everyone.  We’ve already gotten what we need from this little village, and we’re leaving.  You’re going to keep quiet and let us leave without any trouble.  If you don’t . . .” Ram slowly sank the knife into the stone on the ground between them. “I will come back for you.  And it doesn’t matter how far you run, how well you hide, or how fast you get there.  I will find you.  And when I do, you will wish I had just killed you now.  Do you understand?”

The human nodded jerkily, breath coming in harsh pants.  Ram flared his nostrils and could swear he smelled piss, and his lip curled with disgust.

“I want you to say the words, human.”

“I - I understand.” The human said shakily. 

“So what are you going to do once I leave?”

The human trembled. “N-nothing.”

“Try again.”

Sweat was dripping from his brow now. “I’m - I’m not going to tell anyone about you or - or your girl.”

“Oh, she’s not mine.  But close enough.” Ram snapped his right hand out and grasped the man by the jaw to enforce their eye contact, digging his finger into the hinge of his jaw. “Any questions?”

The man opened and shut his mouth once before daring to ask, “Is the knife actually yours?”

“It was.” Ram admitted, and tightened his grip on his jaw until the man whimpered. “So appreciate that I’m leaving it with you, and keep your mouth shut.”

The human nodded weakly, as best he could with Ram’s grip on his jaw.

“Good.” Ram let go of him roughly and strode out of the alleyway without a glance back until he reached its mouth.  When he did look, the human was still trembling in the snow.

Good.  They would be long gone by the time he regained his senses enough to tell anyone about them or come after them, and he’d be a laughingstock in the town if they couldn’t be found.  Ram smirked to himself and went to rejoin Rayla and the humans at the statue, though his smirk faded quickly as he remembered their respective missions.  With only dried leechleaf in the village for Andromeda, he hoped the humans had found better news for the egg.