#i am so normal about this au

[ijjstlostthegame]

more crystaldory au fanart cause I’m ill about it

That there’s “WAKE UP” was directed at JD more than directed at himself

Au belongs to @tea0w0stache

[dont-mind-me-i-just-exist]

hi

this is an au i made

[flooflepuff]

Mother Spore Grian (Heavily based on @sporelings-au)

I was originally going to make it a fanart of the au but then I went ham on the outfit and the idea of having eyes for the whites of the mushroom hat so here we are :3

Yes the outfit is based on a Luna Moth and yes I headcanon the ruby to be from everyone’s favorite Goatfather 🥰

[reonnex]

I sent this to the Wesper Fic Club discord but posting it here as well, I've been in the works of making a Wesper little mermaid AU and just finished the first 400 words of the prologue! (Aiming to make it around 1,200 words) But a a treat you can see

Look out lad a mermaid be waiting for you, In mysterious fathoms below

A young boy with dark mahogany skin and tight curls sat on the ship's deck next to the Bulwarks as waves from the ocean crashed into the side. He was resting against a few barrels and sandbags. A piece of long metal was held in the young boy's hands as he inspected over again. The Novyi Zem sun blazed down upon him, the wind of the ocean had a faint breeze, and occasional water splashed onto his face. He wouldn't want to be anywhere else.

"Don't sit too close to the edge Jesper." A man with ginger hair and a mustache called out as he steered their small ship .

Jesper, the boy frowned rolling his eyes and giggled. "I won't fall papa! Theres a railing!" He said looking over his his father.

"Just be careful!"

Jesper gave a thumbs up before he looked back down at the metal, running his hands over it as warmth surged through him.

Soon, a shadow blocked the sun out and he looked up, grinning as a woman with her hair pulled back and wrapped in a cloth peered down.

"What are you working on dear?" His mother asked.

Jesper looked down at the strip of metal he had been warping for the past hour. "Its...a flute." He frowned. Though the boy would be surprised if anyone would ever assume that.

"Let me see?"

Jesper sheepishly handed her the metal flute, it was crooked and dented in some areas, and with an extra hole in it. But no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't get it right.

His mother took it, running her hands over the instrument like it was her most prized position. "Oh, my little rabbit...its perfect." She smiled.

"But it's not. Its ruined."

"How?" She tilted her head, bringing up to her lips as she played a tune.

Do do dee do dee do dee do do dee do do do...

Her voice was like a melody

"Still works to me." She smiled bringing it down. "Different doesn't mean bad." His mother smiled. "You're still learning to grow with your gift. This is special. We should treasure it forever." She handed him his flute back.

"But...But no one is going to play it. You just played it cause you're my ma."

She pressed her lips together, glancing up at her husband then back to her son, moving to sit down next to him.

"Never say never." She sighed. "Its different, but that doesn't make it ruined. Someday you'll meet someone who loves different, who experiences everything with joy and wonder. They would gladly play whatever you created with your Zowa. Because that person's love for you will be as boundless as the ocean."

[candikin]

well uh happy birthday @capturecharlesau! I uh.... didn't know what to do so I just made some basic fanart of your au, enjoy

[the-bad-art-blog]

Currently fixated on the "personality" I have given to my Ock's actuators.

I imagine them just going between highly technical and extremely simple sentences.

Like:

Actuator 1: Creator you have been without sleep for 53 hours, Cease!

Actuator 2: Father, Sleep, Please.

Actuator 3: *Sees something on the floor* Oh! Shiny!

Actuator 4: Coffee is not an adequate replacement for sleep!

Side note:

The actuators definitely have names, but I haven't decided them yet.

[pixlokita]

TWO WERETRAP ARTS? THE SAME DAY?!

More likely than u think… goodnight …

[bacchuschucklefuck]

while teen while goblin while aroace while injured while doing your best

[bambiilooza]

DUMBASS AU IDEA I HAD AFTER STARING AT AWNRII'S ART OF POLY AND POSEDION 🌊🌊

it was a joke at first but it very much is not anymore.

i'm calling it the kindergarten saga

[rakkuntoast]

someday, somewhere, somehow

i'm gonna feel found

[lunisoular]

felt like this would make you go insane but

"love is a gentle thing

yours is thicker than a velvet ring"

i always pictured the velvet ring being a baby's tiny hand wrapped around a finger. baby skin thats soft as velvet as a living, breathing example of love. a velvet ring.

also its asl bros with baby luffy. even tho the love between them wasnt "gentle" at all when they were kids lmao

hey. hey now. who allowed you to be so lovely

[hyperblue]

forever thinking about tim drake stumbling into one of the wayne manor unused nurseries through the window at 5 a.m., knowing damn well that he doesn't have much time before alfred or dick realize that there's been an intruder — so he does his best to move as quickly as possible, while simultaneously trying not to disturb the precious bundle against his chest, with the baby snoring away like tim's arms are the safest place on the planet to sleep in. something tugs painfully inside tim as he lowers his baby son mistake into the old wooden cradle, the emptiness of it — no blankets, no toys, just one of kon's t-shirts wrapped around baby's body as poor excuse of comfort — is a sudden sharp knife to his mind, which is still coming to terms with what happened in that sickly green underground lab; nothing felt quite real since then, not even the warm weight of another living breathing creature pressed against his own body. the moment tim's hands leave the baby, there's immediate sniffing and shuffling as if it knows that tim's leaving, and tim knows that he has to go, he has to find bruce because bruce would know how to fix everything, but something about this lonely dark room filled with shadows and the cold morning air outside open window reminds tim of something he's been trying to bury all of his life — and the baby crying so softly (tim used to cry softly; soundlessly, even, until it wasn't enough anymore and he had to start screaming against his own palm pressed to his mouth) somehow glues tim to the place where he's standing.

"shh, shh, i know, i'm so sorry", he's not even sure what he's saying sorry for at this point. it just feels like the only word that he knows, "they will take care of you, i promise, okay? no need to cry, please don't cry"

his hearts throbs to live at the pain, some new kind of pain that he doesn't know how to numb yet as he takes off his glove to touch baby's tears-wet cheek, and something blooms at the contact, first skin to skin contact since the moment tim pulled his experiment out of the test tube.

why can't he just leave?

the effort it takes to pull away once again almost leaves him gasping for air, and it takes a few seconds for baby to start crying in earnest this time, but tim can't afford himself slowing down; though he keeps talking desperately as he moves back to the window, tugging his glove back on.

"i'm so sorry, i'm sorry. i promise i will come back as soon as can"

we'll be back around christmas, tim, there's no need to cry. you're a big boy already, it's time to start acting like one

tim leaves with the first break of dawn, knowing damn well that this heartbroken wailing is going to haunt him to the other side of the world the same way kon's phantom touches still haunt him to this very day

[unepersonnelouche]

The sillies :)

[kattwatdraws]

They come in pairs, do not seperate

Im so normal about them wow- its currently late so i sticked with something simple but bOy cass' au means so much to me actually

Sleep is for the weak when it comes to @somerandomdudelmao fanart !! >:D

[elyfonart]

Been having COMPLETELY normal thoughts about a pre-timeskip Germa AU recently

[tapakah0]

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