#completely forgot to post this here yesterday

[fantomette22]

Ok, let’s hear about your favorite Gehrman and Maria happy AU!!

With pleasure!!!! :D

Ok so for context yesterday I refound this post :

And I was like "hey guys in my happy AU Gehrman could totally get or make something like this for Maria!" And then it spiralled into "oh I completely forgot to explain my bloodborne "happy ending AU" so there it is finally I guess. I think I only share to a couple of persons so far XD (I have a few others many different AU and darker but it isn't for today).

I already did a few drawings in link with it : here, here, here and there. Yeah with the gehrmaria ship involve so pass your way if that isn't your thing.

I did end up making the cottage house of the AU in Minecraft since a few months ago by the way XD I even have a tanner, hunter and a freaking cleric villager who now took possession of the house 😂😭 even Laurence decided to live here now I can't. I would need to redo it I kinda screw up proportions I think. Sadly Minecraft bedrock doesn't offer to put many details. I guess it would be better in the sims? If someone knows a good game to built house (and 19th century one) I'm taking it!

So now about the AU it's kinda an AU of my fic verse who can be consider like an AU as well I suppose (even if I tried to stay as canon complaint as possible in this one). Like you can guess from the name Yharnam doesn't became hell on earth and most people don't end up dying horribly. I will copy paste below the summary so you I can explain it better.

Bloodborne happy/good ending AU Summary :

Basically after bloodborne game event (in my fic verse interpretation) our dear baby squid good hunter decided it was rewind time and give everyone a 2nd chance. Don't ask me how

Then it's not clear but either the souls of everyone were taken and yet back in their old self, decades earlier of if people from the past dreamed of the future or a weird mixt of both. But it's what happened. Decades before the game invent (Byrgenwerth era) people started wake up and remember events that haven't happen yet + message from the new great one that they were giving a 2nd chance to make things right etc. It feels like a very strange dream but they knew it was real. Some people remember more than other and they especially remember their own future and they lived/are gonna live+ a couple of other things in game event for exemple.

Now it's up to them to not make the same mistakes and make things right.

So imagine it’s like 2-3am at Byrgenwerth, everyone wake up from well this dream/ nightmare and they basically remember everything that happened to them. So you haven hundreds of people outside in their pyjama. Crying, hugging, and some almost throwing hands with others 💀 quite emotional. I know it’s pretty crazy (i don’t have everything settle yet)

*Yeah you have people who were basically bestie at the time almost punching each other because one betrayed the other years later lol and people who didn’t like each other at Byrgen but become friends way later are hugging and crying. Some people were really confused xD like the one who die earlier on the timeline or weren't very important or just leave this mess early.

So of course you have Laurence & Gehrman crying and holding each other in pyjama in the middle of the dark campus. Then Maria show up in the distance 👁️👁️  it’s even more of an emotional reunion.

So you have this 2 idiots then Maria show up in the distance, they’re stunned and then Laurence tells him « what the hell you’re waiting for just go!!!» so he runs extremely fast (maria too) and they stop a few meters away from each other just staring. Then he tried to apologize says he’s sorry for everything. « YOU’RE SORRY?! » she’s kinda mad and sad about everything that happened she kinda hit him but he is surprise it’s not that hard then she hugs him and they hug each other and cry. (Yeah the Doll is discuss a bit later it's all good)

At some point Laurence try to eclipse himself and Maria’s like « you fucking stay here! » because she have things to say to this dumbass too.

So everyone reunite and all. With Caryll/ Rom/ Ludwig etc.They are hugging and all and then you have like Damian trying to kick Mico’s ass and nobody stopping him XD

Also Charles and Laurence threw hands 💀it’s a mess.

*People who’re not suppose to be very friends at this era are in each other arms and some bff are like throwing hands.

Then Willem show up and tell everyone to shut up and calm down 😂

Charles and Maria later go to Cainhurst to hug all their family who slightly remember all the shit too. And so it don’t cause a war again as well 😂 because they're kinda salty about their nightmares were the church + executioners killed them.

Anyway they all kinda calm down and some times later they’re all reuniting by Willem & Laurence because we need to talk about what the hell happened. « Yep that was real » now time to change it. 

After this mess and discussing what the hell happened and « we need to changed things! » they need to make a big plan how to avoid the fishing hamlet pb and save the orphan. they also can't just not use blood because it does save lives so it's quite complex.

So years later (because the beginning of it during like Maria, Ludwig, Caryll & Rom's hm 3rd of 4th years of university) they manage to make sure the hamlet don't became fishmen, and help Kos give birth (she isn't dead yet but her physical body do die afterwards). And baby orphan is fine and taking care off 👍

Then it's party time 😎 Well they still have things to take care of but I didn't thought of all the details yet. So Maria & Gehrman officially get together 🎉 (never really happened in my main interpret, it's complicated) and some times later travel between Yharnam and other places to help people around (to put it shortly).

THEN they buy a house next to a forest and a small village and live there for some time, maybe start a family etc (see the drawing with the baby!! I won't get into all the family detail today through). So they got the cottage/country house ✨

How they found it? Well funny story one day old hunters were on the mission (not the happy au but fic verse) and the mayor leave the house to them so they could sleep for a few nights and Gehrman really liked the house and even made a deposit for it for a few years if one day he wanted to buy it XD

Then after some time they accidentally adopt a lil dog too (before the huge white wolfhound years later) XD

Something like this. Need to find a name for this lil guy.

And recently I've been thinking a cat could be cool too. A really fluffy one

I made those 2 other sketches last year in link with the AU as well. I never share those so there it is.

And I have a fic planned (1-2 chap max for now), an entire summary, a chapter plan and even a few sentences written for this AU in particular. But idk when I could write it. And I could even have 2 versions depending the rating @_@ so maybe one day...

So yeah it's a bit messy but it's all the fluff & some other things I need. And that's it for now!

[sea-jello]

M UH MORRO ENJOYERS DOYOU REMEMBER ME

more versions with the slightest difference plus no bg and shading

listen they have a difference. to me

[shesmore-shoebill]

Power move of: Angela going "You can't play." followed by the peak of the roast being: "I'm Josh and I'm an IDIOT!!! >:DD" Adorable :')

(also angela being able to sing and play various instruments never fails to be impressive)

[funkyglitch]

IMCSORRY I FOROGT TOT POST THIS 💔💔💔

late merry christmas??????

ANYWAY SAY HI TO MK N MEI :DDD

[agiilao]

AsoBaroAso Week 2023 - Day 4 (Reaper) @asobaroweek

This is harvest time, taste the blood-red wine Of this gilded art, it is spilled from my own heart

[empressofthewind]

LOVING CAN HEAL

RATING: T • CHAPTERS: 5/?

Mello was faced with the opportunity of a lifetime. The camp wasn't just a chance to escape the stifling environment of Wammy's House, but the prize was a face-to-face meeting with L himself. Mello would have been more confident in his chances... except the victory relied on his ability to work with Near.

[smallblueandloud]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Muppets (TV 2015) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kermit the Frog/Miss Piggy Characters: Kermit the Frog, Miss Piggy, Rizzo the Rat, Yolanda the Rat (Muppets), Scooter (Muppets), Gonzo the Great, Statler (Muppets), Waldorf (Muppets) Additional Tags: Canon Complaint (instead of compliant), waltzing with the fourth wall, when you're a fictional character but you're also an entertainer, so you're annoyed in a professional level about your mischaracterization, to be clear this fic is about the 1B shift towards getting p/k back together, it is also about the disney buyout in general Summary:

On the couch in the corner of the room, a pile of blankets says, “They used to let me be canonically nonbinary...”

Rizzo and Kermit exchange a look. “I know, buddy,” says Rizzo.

“Hey-- keep your chin up!” says Kermit, trying to sound encouraging. “You never know. Maybe one day, an executive will ask, ‘Why does the weird little bird-thing have to be a man?’”

“Yeah, have hope, Gonzo,” says Yolanda. She smacks her gum again. “Maybe you can be their 'first nonbinary character'. I bet they’ll get a GLAAD award for it.”

(or, The Muppets (2015) has just started filming season 1B. none of its characters are happy about the tone shift)

[undisaster]

posting my wrapped a day late... it's called pulling focus sweetie, look it up 🫦

[hanchandraws]

Can’t believe I forgot to post this here yesterday lmao <3

Happy (belated) birthday Gyrus <333

[theshadowrealmitself]

If this fic exists, please send me a link to it:

Death Note au where at some point in the Kira investigation, BB switches places with L and only Light notices so now BB is trying to convince everyone that Light is Kira and Light is trying to convince everyone that BB isn’t L, and the police force believes neither of them

[the-kipsabian]

[dangaer]

happy halloween! felt like sharing an underappreciated amnesia treasure ♥

[sewerfight]

when I was around twelve I used to sit at the family computer and send hatemail to a white french dude named Jacques who was a self proclaimed communist on Tumblr. This was back in the day when you didn't need a blog to send anon hate. I had no real beef with him but I just didn't like his tone. used to send him "SHUT UP Jacques" periodically. and he'd answer every single one of my asks like "who is this?? show your face or I'll fucking kill you" and I'd be like "now now, that doesn't make sense, jacques" all haughty and he'd get so fucking mad at me. One time he posted a selfie and I sent him an ask claiming I was a psychologist and that his hair parting suggested that he wasn't a communist at all. and he took it deliriously serious and went off on a 2,000 word rant. I can remember going to stay at my grandparents over that weekend, so I didn't even respond to the rant until I came back. I could've chosen to end it there, but when I returned, I sent him another ask which was like "psychologist here again: if you were a communist your hair parting would be in the middle. evenly distributed. All behavioural signs point to someone who doesn't take their own values seriously." and he went ballistic. really swearing at me. all caps type beat. he never turned the asks off, btw. which always made me wonder if he didn't know how to, or if he didn't want to cause he was convinced he was fighting a war, and this action would ensure he lost it. anyway this went on for weeks until one day I completely forgot about him like he was some kind of childhood imaginary friend I'd conjured up in my loneliness. but yesterday I happened to recall the whole scenario, because my buddy was like "remember when you were twelve and I came over to your house, and you showed me on the computer how you'd been terrorizing this random French guy for days on end. And you were laughing like fucking crazy. and I said it wasn't funny because he probably had problems, and you were like 'oh.' and you looked a bit guilty for a second, but then you went and got a grapefruit from the kitchen and threw it out of the second story window at my kid brother, who was playing in the street, and then you started laughing again?" Well. when she put it like that, needless to say I felt bad. so Jacques if you're out there I'm sorry I was such a little shit. you had totally normal hair, and you only wanted people to share stuff. If it's any consolation I know every day of my life that I'm probably going to hell for the sick things I have done

[cockatoodle]

Happy (Belated) Birthday Peep

[jeonglixie]

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[solarissantaella]

Lemon Squares in All Dimensions- NaNoWriMo Excerpt #1

Crowded, filthy, and dangerous as terrestrial cities could be, they thrummed with possibility. There was a depth and richness to life on the surface, a wealth of experience that simply couldn’t be replicated in neatly sectioned-off neighborhoods a vertical mile from any semblance of history. 

There were cities on the surface almost as old as civilization itself. Perhaps this was easier to forget in the United States, which, after all, was not even five centuries old when the first suburban ring was launched into orbit. Living in the rings around an American city was like paddling in a child’s plastic pool that was floating atop a vast, dark ocean, but not the deepest part of it. 

Sara had been adopted from Shanghai. True, her first memory was actually of sunlight glittering on the sea as she and her adoptive parents flew away from Shanghai, and she had no recollection of the city itself, but it was a part of her that went beyond memory. Of all the nations of the world, surely China could lay claim to the abyssal depths of human history, and Sara had been born there, making her a part of it. 

So, yes, Sara shuttled her daughter back and forth through interminable soccer seasons and lived on a street of identical houses, the only variance permitted in the gentle gradient of shades, from from the frothy pastel of  Unit 1 to the poppier yellow of her own Unit 12, but she was from somewhere; that made her someone. 

As if to remind herself, Sara kept an etagere of highly polished red wood in the living room to display Chinese trinkets. The shelves were high, well out of Cassie’s reach, and Peter never so much as glanced at it; like the lemon square bake-off, it belonged solely to Sara. There, she had carefully arranged red silk fans so old and delicate, waving one would cause it to fall apart, a gold statuette of a sinuous dragon, polished with care each day, and a collection of small carvings in jade. 

They were all gifts from Peter. Since her adoption, Sara had never been back to China herself, but her husband traveled extensively. Though nominally retired, he was still famous in the field of robotics for his work on limited autonomy neural programming, and he seldom turned down an invitation to a conference or a request to speak at a university, no matter how far away. 

Somehow, interrupting his all-important experiments didn’t seem as unbearable to Peter when there was an appreciative crowd to weigh in the balance. Once, Sara had joked that she would install a podium at the dining room table to see if that might convince Peter to have meals with the family more often. He hadn’t laughed, but, then Sara hadn’t married him for his sense of humor. 

Peter was a serious man. He had been a sternly paternal figure for as long as Sara had known him. Grim, but not unsmiling, not for her. In the early days, Sara had treasured being the only one to slip through the cracks in his controlled exterior, to see his pale eyes flash with suppressed emotion, to hear him try and fail to hold back hisses and expletives as they made love in his office, back when he was her robo-ethics professor and she a student on the verge of failing. 

Later, panting as they lay back on rumpled hotel sheets, Peter admitted that he had marked down her work as a pretense to see her more often, and Sara laughed, flattered to think of him going to such lengths just to get her attention. 

Although it must have amused her then, sometimes, Sara looked back on that night with a sense of mystification; she couldn’t understand why she hadn’t been angry.