#swap aus are so fun to me

[epiphlyte]

silly little swap au ive been cooking up!!!

the main idea here is that pinestar takes tigerkit with him to twolegplace in order to raise him away from the clans so he doesnt destroy them, or whatever that prophecy was about (still think its strange that starclan would set up this child like that but whatever). tiger sneaks away one day but is attacked by fuzzypelt/paw (haven’t decided - if nobody remembers fuzzypelt is ravenpaw/dustpelt’s dad! although hes a morally good background character in canon). from there tiger takes up a scourge-like role, assembling cats in twolegplace in order to someday enact his revenge on the clans.

so essentially au tiger = canon tiny/scourge, au fuzzypelt = canon tigerpaw/claw. ^^!

[hakusins]

cw // suggestive

worshipped route for whitney the faithful (or fallen?) where he's preparing the sacrifice pc for weekly prayers~

whitney the faithful/swap au idea belongs to @just-dol-headshots

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Horse Yaoi trotted so Horsegirl Yuri could fly.

[cupiidzbow]

For your s/i monkey trouble, you could make a silly AU where your s/i it's the monkey and k0ng and thw others are humans! Idk sounds cool :]!! Maybes

FUNNILY ENOUGH the original reason I made a monkeysona was to do a swap AU! 😭😭 i don’t think i was super comfortable with my art style yet when i thought abt it originally but after u sent this ask my mind was racing with thoughts of it so I couldn’t help but to doodle a couple of things 😭😭

[effen-draws]

I am not immune to a good ol' swap au

I actually doodled this specifically for a lil swap fic I've begun writing! You can check it out here if you're interested!

[zu-is-here]

TRAPPED [ Sans ]

Previous • Masterpost • Next

[wheredidalltheusersgo]

Introducing: The Surfer Dudes, Pete and Gerry!

They're fun, they're laid back, and they refuse to spend their final years in a seniors centre!

[aroaceleovaldez]

related to my prev post, i absolutely LOVE talking about fandom history, particularly riordanverse fandom history, and i've been actively around the tumblr part of the fandom for the better part of at least a decade now, so feel free to ask me about riordanverse fandom history or similar stuff like that!

[solusminds]

Here y'all go

Ver(Version: Swap!Sans) <3

I'm still kinda working on his colors(I kinda like him in normal Swap!Sans colored clothes, but idk I'm still working on his design)

Ver was a normal Swap till he ended up in the antivoid, ended up like this. He has no sense of volume to his voice, ending up yelling or just having a high volume to him. So his blue/cyan eye, when he's mad or panicked, that eye with pulse(seen in the first Image at the bottom.

[trashcreatyre]

They are sooo lame

[coffeebanana]

🐑 #double agent #kwami swap #fake dating

this is still a summary i swear because sometimes summaries can be snippets and this is all that popped into my head aksjfdbsk

It takes all Adrien's resolve not to back down when his father stands up at the opposite end of the table. He stares Adrien down, carefully adjusting his tie. If only hiding the Miraculous from view was enough to let Adrien forget everything his father had done. "You invited who to dinner?" His father's voice is just a few degrees cooler than the drafty dining hall. Adrien slips one hand into his pocket, fingers wrapping around the earrings he's hidden there. His other hand makes air quotes as he speaks. "My girlfriend." The silence that follows makes Adrien sick; his father probably manufactured it that way. So much about Gabriel Agreste is an act. Adrien knows that now--especially now. After all, Adrien's become the latest player in his twisted games. But that's not the lie that stings the most. It's that he now has to convince his father that this is all part of the act. That Ladybug--or Lady Noire--means nothing to him. Really. It's that Lady Noire also knows their relationship is fake. That she doesn't want anything different. It's that Adrien will do anything to protect her. It's that he's terrified of accidentally leading her to her demise. Adrien swallows nervously. "I thought that's what you wanted, father. A chance to take her Miraculous."

thanks for the ask!! 💜

[manofthepipis]

Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if another Addison somehow went down the spamton route and become a puppet. Like Clicks or something. The pink one witnesses the horrors.

you know i think about that too however i'm cautious about "role swaps" in fandom cuz i'm so used to like the personalities of characters being swapped rather than the roles that were intended

cuz like spamton is the best target for what happened to him. He's beyond desperate, he's the black sheep, he's smaller and isn't successful, whereas the rest of the addisons are the opposite of those things. If the roles were swapped and another addison got picked, I think they wouldn't fall for what they'd think is a "too good to be true" scam, seeing as they're cons themselves. They may doubt it when they see what happened to spamton, but truly they wouldn't be swayed.

OR in the event of one of the addisons ACTUALLY getting to "big shot"dom, top of the mansion, untold riches, etc, they'd fall back when the irons get too hot (like they wouldn't pursue more knowledge, spiraling into religious insanity, but would just focus on sales and their profit/reputation). That, and if their benefactor left, they'd be able to hold their ground (or at least somewhat) while spamton is destined to crash and burn because he just is a really obvious con and his businesses fail regardless.

like, spamton lost the idea of the value of money, instead favoring the things that can make him [[Big]] like the Soul. As soon as he had everything in the world, he wanted more, and I believe this hubris is unique to him because of how much he stands out. He's never satisfied, and will continue to be unsatisfied until everything that was meaningful to him has lost meaning in the pursuit of something grander.

What would be REALLY messed up is that, if that happens and one of the other addisons is chosen, I still believe spamton would end up failing big time, since he was found at the end of his rope presumably (but this time he doesn't have Heaven as a motivator). Thinking of him being the little white addison in the streets nobody associates with, and he's still doing his whole "garbage living" thing except while relatively sane and still his ol addison self. He's bitter and down on his luck, going to shadier means of making a name for himself, and it's not great to see

[alovelylonelygoodra]

Been giving SPM swap AU Dimentio a lot of attention so I felt I should let someone else have some spotlight too!

Princess Mimi! She’s as pretty as the rubees she likes to collect!

@snuffydoo hope you like it!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

who's your favorite character to draw? (doesn't have to be only mdzs characters)

I'd have to go with...Little Apple and Wei Wuxian!

[demonicfarmer69]

dance of the lily of the valley fairy

[victorluvsalice]

Valicer OT3 Week, Day Three: Childhood Friends

Day Three of @ot3-week's OT3 Week, and we're up to a cute prompt -- "Childhood friends!" So naturally I couldn't resist writing the trio hanging out together as kids. :) This is supposed to be a Victorian!AU, though I suspect it might feel a little bit more modern than that...the important thing is, there's a grand old party happening in the halls of Christchurch at Oxford, and Smiler and Alice have already found each other and decided to sequester themselves away from all these boring adults in their own private table fort. But tummies have started growling, and so Smiler is venturing out to get snacks...

--

“I’m gonna get more snacks!”

“All right – make sure to grab some of Mama’s Welsh rarebit!” Alice said, arranging the cards into neat piles. “Then when you come back we can start building our castle.”

“Definitely,” Smiler said, shooting her a grin. They grabbed the edge of the tablecloth and lifted it – then, seeing no adults had eyes on them, scrambled out from under the banquet table that they and Alice had claimed as their personal hidey-hole. And I thought this party was going to be boring, they thought, scurrying toward the table where the Welsh rarebit sat, along with a few other cheese-based dishes the various attendees were nibbling on. Adults never want to have any fun when they get together – it’s just talk talk talk about boring stuff. Especially Father, going on about “social compliance” and all that...it’s a good thing that Alice is here! I can’t wait to hear another story about Wonderland – it sounds amazing! And I bet that, without the adults interrupting us, we can build a castle using all of the –

“Now, I don’t want you embarrassing me at this party, Victor, do you understand?”

Smiler stopped, turning toward the entrance. Standing there, having their coats taken by the coat-taking-man, was a hunched-over skinny man with a large mustache, leaning on a cane; a very plump woman in the fanciest dress Smiler had ever seen, fanning herself like it was the middle of summer; and a little boy, about Smiler’s age, wearing a suit with shorts and staring at his feet while the woman – presumably his mother – went on and on about how the Liddells were Very Important People and how they had to make a Good First Impression and how Victor was to Stay Quiet and Look Respectable, like the boys in magazines. The boy – Victor – was nodding along to his mother’s litany, trying to stand up straight and do as asked, but the look on his face...

“Now, Marmaduke, I understand that you’re a little – confused, at this age. But the simple fact of the matter is that you can’t just decide that you’re not a boy. It’s simply not done. Where would society be if people just started declaring themselves not one thing or the other? You have to learn how to be socially compliant. True happiness comes from obeying your elders – and you want to be happy, don’t you?”

Smiler frowned as the woman turned away from Victor, leaving him to tug at his tie as she swanned off to chat about boring things with the other adults. It seemed like, with a mother like that, Victor was about to have about as bad a time at this party as they’d feared they would have. And that was a really bad time indeed.

Well, good thing I’m here, then, Smiler thought to themselves, then marched up to Victor, putting on their best smile and sticking out their hand. “Hullo! I’m Smiler!”

Victor nearly started right out of his skin – maybe they should have been a little bit quieter. He stared at them a moment, glancing from their face to their hand and back, then hesitantly took it. “Uh – I’m – I’m – V-Victor,” he stammered, clearly out of his depth. Maybe people didn’t talk to him much? That would be sad if so. “Your name is – Smiler?”

“Well, it’s what I call myself,” Smiler told him, pumping his arm. “My real name’s awful. But Victor’s a nice name! Do you want to play with us?”

“Us?” Victor repeated, blinking.

“Me and Alice!” Smiler pointed at their table, where Alice was peeping out, clearly wondering why snacks were taking so long. They waved to her and pointed to Victor – she glanced over, then nodded and waved back. “She’s really nice, and she tells great stories,” Smiler informed Victor, grinning. “And she’s got cards – we’re gonna try and build a castle! Do you like castles?”

“Uh – yes?” Victor said, as if he wasn’t sure of his own opinions. “I’ve n-never made a card one b-before, though.” He dropped his gaze, playing with his tie again. “I’m k-kind of clumsy.”

“That’s all right – we can show you how to do it!” Smiler promised, taking his hand so he didn’t accidentally strangle himself. “Come on – we’ll get snacks, then we can go and play!”

“I – um...” Victor’s gaze went to his mother, chatting with some other adult Smiler didn’t know and didn’t care about. “I dunno...”

“Aw, come on,” Smiler wheedled, tugging his arm. “It’ll be fun! Don’t you wanna have fun? Be happy? Like, real happy, not grown-up happy?”

“Happy...” Victor looked at his mother a moment more, then over at Alice, patiently waiting for them to decide what they were doing. Then his mouth formed a determined line, and he nodded at Smiler. “Yes. Let’s go make castles.”

Smiler beamed. One happiness problem – solved! Take that, Father. “Great! But, first, we gotta get some of that rarebit – and I think there’s some cake too...”