#the dead should stay dead au

[livsspecialinterests]

okay im sick of this, throwing the gauntlet down im posting something tonight

i want to get this god damn chapter written so that i can move on to the next few chapters where i have more drama planned and have a clearer idea of what I want to write!!!

[kittehbiscuits]

The Dead should stay Dead fanart

AU by @livsspecialinterests

So, I know it's a Musicaljuice fic but for some reason I've always imagined him as Moviejuice, so I drew a scene from chapter 4 with Moviejuice and Charles.

[an-unprofessional-artist]

From chapter 27 of @livsspecialinterests’s “The Dead Should Stay Dead”

NOT ship art, don’t tag as such

[ratzhatz14]

I noticed that sprout’s arm seems to be missing, what happened to his arm? :O

(In your sprouts world au)

Well..! I never thought of that....

Originally, I wanted to turn his arm into a vine, but decided to change it with his scarf. So it could be two results;

1- Simply just an art choice / 2- a fight with dandy

Like.. don't question how he managed to do this, but he did

But ty for an additional lore detail! I'll probably change this at some point

[instaquarius]

"Why do I hear boss music?" POV

You're WIlliam Afton/Frisk/the Player after another Genocide run/murdering all the children

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So I've kind of claimed Cassidy as the 'Chara' but of FNAF instead of Undertale LMAO

cuz how similar they both are (cuz of genocide/events of FNAF 7/UCN)

With the fact both of them just kinda refuse to stay dead in a way?? (Or pass on and go to heaven or whatever and let things be)

Chara because of their determination mixing with Frisks’ (and personal headcanon because chara can’t rest cuz worried about the monsters still trapped underground/wanting them to go to the surface)

Cassidy just STRAIGHT UP being too angry/vengeful to let her soul rest (which, fair enough honestly) no matter how many times in game, everyone tries to exorcise her soul by burning away the remnant (the number 1 way to get rid of souls that still linger after death in the FNAF universe) she refuses to stay gone cuz Cassidy wants to make William Afton suffer for killing her and the other children (and succeeds over and over again in UCN) By FNAF 6 essentially every single soul possessing the robots including micheal afton and henry emily was supposed to burn in a final fire to send whatever souls that remained to the afterlife etc

I assume Cassidy was either among them, or HER soul was supposed to go in FNAF 3 (but she still lingered someway) and in FNAF 7/UCN we p much play as William Afton in purgatory or limbo in a sense being tortured for all eternity by all the souls he killed in the past and the true ending of that game if you beat 50/20 mode is seeing Golden Freddy in the void with both eyes glowing (symbolizing there's still a soul left posssessing the robot) twitching, meaning its Cassidy who sent William to purgatory/his own personal hell to torture forever cuz she's still pissed and won't let herself nor william's souls rest in peace)

And yeah- that shit reminded me of how kinda in the true genocide run after killing every single monster in the underground including Flowey, how Chara will just keep you the player/frisk in the void forever (i guess technically to torture for all eternity????? either by forcing you to watch as Chara destroys the whole ass world/timeline altogether with one knife swing, OR if you even attempt to do a Pacifist run after Genocide, it's implied chara just kinda kills all the monsters and humans on the surface anyways by fully possessing Frisks' body, to show the player there's consequences to their actions)

And basically makes it so the only way to get the happy ending again is to delete literally every single save file and everything undertale related from your computer, including the game itself and redownload

cuz a True Reset Chara still remembers your genocide run and they'll still block you from seeing the monsters be happy on the surface and stuff so like- thats why I wanted to draw them together tbh

They're both too fucking angry/determined to stay dead lmao

[puppetmaster13u]

Danny Phantom Crossover

Where Amity has been near abandoned for years, untouched and unaged if not for the destruction from long ago, when (GIW, Ecto-Contamination, the Portal, Whatever or Whoever) demolished it.

Of course nowadays it's long forgotten, a city laid to ruin, slipping from the minds of those that left. Until someone finds it again, and finds a place of forgotten dreams, the living dead, and a towering figure cloaked in red with a large needle-esque weapon to their neck.

"Leave now, while you still can, stranger. You won't find anything here. All that lies in this place are ghosts and broken towers."

[zappedbyzabka]

Scream AU

[radioactivepeasant]

Fic Prompts: Free Day Thursday

(Picks up where Viper left off)

"You know you've got like a whole bucket of cactus paddles down there?"

Jak sauntered back into the throne room from the hidden door and tossed Damas a sealed bag of roasted crickets.

"I should hope it's a full bucket, considering I picked those this morning."

Damas pulled out one of the cooked insects, plucked off the legs, and popped the rest into his mouth.

"You don't eat the legs?"

Jak draped himself over the edge of the throne to snatch a handful of crickets from the bag.

"They get stuck in my teeth," Damas complained, "I save them for my birds."

Daxter snickered. "Even Pecker?"

"If Pecker doesn't like the food, he's free to fly back to Onin," replied the king with an almost mischievous look.

"Oye, you didn't mess with anything in the kitchens, did you? The head cook is...tetchy."

"She's a miserable old cuss and she threw a knife at me," Jak said indignantly.

"She throws knives at everyone. You're lucky it was only a knife."

Around another mouthful of crickets, Jak made an appalled expression. "What else does she throw?!"

Damas grimaced and rubbed his forehead as if remembering an old injury. "Whatever is closest. Pans. Porridge. Whole onions. Cactus paddles with the spines still on."

Daxter started to come closer, but glanced at the dead snake still decorating the dais and thought better of it. "Hey, Jak doesn't need to go to the kitchens to experience that! All he has to do is get distracted while on the Leaper again and he'll have a mouth full of prickly-pear!"

"That wasn't my fault!" Jak protested hotly.

Damas raised a brow. "Oh? I hadn't heard about this one."

Hoping to avoid retelling the story, Jak quickly changed the subject.

"Wait, can you actually eat cactus?" he demanded.

He moved to sit cross-legged directly in front of the throne, and began examining the viper's mouth to get an idea of how to harvest the fangs later. Absentmindedly, he reached a hand back behind him, and was too deep in focus mode to register that this wasn't Daxter or Keira he was non-verbally bumming snacks off of. Nonetheless, Damas made a goodnatured scoff and placed several more crickets in his hand.

"You can eat specific kinds of cactus," Damas clarified. By the emphasis he placed on "specific", it was fairly obvious he was anticipating Jak trying to eat random cacti in town.

"Only the ones with the paddles like you saw, understand?"

"Sure, sure." Jak brushed this off. "But what do you make with them, though?"

Damas inspected the bag of crickets and sealed it back up to ensure that they would have some snacks during the coming meetings. "You use them for just about anything you need a vegetable for, honestly. I tend to grill them with lemon. Some people boil them for salads. Sig's mother is known in the East Quarter for frying it in batter and selling it in little cups."

"Ooh! We still haven't met Sig's ma!" Daxter chirped. He grinned wickedly. "We should ask her about Sig's embarrassing baby stories."

"She has no shortage of them," Damas agreed.

Daxter glanced back at Jak, happily munching crickets, and shuddered.

"On a scale of one to "Jak eats things raw if he can't figure out how to cook them", how hard is it to cook?"

Jak looked insulted. Damas snorted.

"After the afternoon appointments, I'll teach you one of the simpler methods. You won't need much- Jak, don't touch the fangs. We still need the evidence intact."

"I was just looking!" Jak defended.

"With your hands?"

With a gusty sigh, the teenager scooted back to the right of Damas’s seat. He looked a little cross, but it faded soon enough.

"What appointments do you have, anyway?"

Damas stood up to stretch. Precursors knew he wouldn't get a chance in the next few hours.

"Third bell after noon through fifth bell is reserved for Arbitration Court," he said. "Which is why I do not usually call you during those hours. My job as king is to uphold the safety of my people, ensure the continued functioning of the Beacon and the water filtration system, mediate disputes not serious enough for the Arena, and enforce laws agreed upon by myself and my council."

Jak made a face. "That sounds like a lot of being stuck inside."

Dryly, Damas asked, "Why do you think I planted an entire grove of date palms in here? I would have died of boredom years ago if I did not."

He turned to fix both boys with a stern look.

"Out of respect for your fellow Spargans, try not to fidget during Arbitration Court unless you notice something suspicious. After five is a monthly meeting with the northern clifftop farmers to discuss rent payments."

"You rent farmland?"

"They rent from me," corrected Damas. "I didn't clear boulders until my hands bled just to abandon my land when I became king."

Jak blinked. "Fair enough. Man, we should've charged Sandover rent, Dax."

"Pal, they thought we owed them compensation for being allowed to sleep on their porches and eat a bare minimum of their food," Daxter pointed out sourly.

He caught a troubled frown on Damas’s face after the statement.

"Hm. I would like your attention to be on the visitors most during the rent meeting and the council meeting after evening meal. If anyone has a problem with me, specifically, that's likely where they'll turn up."

Jak eyed the snake again. "And if they blow their cover, I get to take 'em out, right?"

"No." Damas narrowed his eyes and pointed at Jak as he sat down again. "I need to determine how far the plot goes. No killing the assassin or accomplices."

"What about after?" Jak pressed.

"I'm the aggrieved party, I'm the one who deals with them," Damas said in mild reproof.

Jak folded his arms. "I dunno, we're feeling pretty aggrieved, right Daxter?"

"Positively outraged," Daxter added, sounding more bored than offended. "More Jak than me, but he's the sensitive type. You know him."

"Yes," Damas said, shaking his head with a small smile, "Yes I do. The answer is still "no", Jak."

Jak huffed and settled more comfortably against the throne. "You never let me do anything fun," he joked.

"I don't, I really don't." Damas reached over to prod the back of Jak's head affectionately.

"I'm a horrible, mean, adult who only lets you risk life and limb four days out of the week instead of every three hours."

"The folks in Haven would think that was the worst kind of tyranny, not being able to make us do all their work for them," Daxter scoffed.

The lift began to rattle, and Damas cleared his throat.

"Well, back to work. Eyes open, my boys. Let us see if we can't catch a would-be assassin. Jak, don't touch the fangs."

"I wasn't!" Jak protested.

Neither of his companions looked convinced.

[worstloki]

friends to enemies is fine but friend group to enemies holds so much more potential for comedy. everyone is chill and still gets along fine. except for Todd who defected and is now our arch nemesis. yeah like he totally just went off on his own and founded a cult. barely changed his aesthetic too and now all he talks about is the corruption in the system and how we're free to join him when we've had enough of it ourselves.

[larabar]

I don’t know if anyone had asked this already but is sonic dead for good? Or can they call up Elise again lol

funny you should ask skdnfj

quick answer: whatever's funnier atm

slightly longer answer: check this out for other asks with this question. also i rambled a bit in the tags of this one

[thehappiestgolucky]

Still by far my most favourite headcanon I’ve ever made. There is no evidence, these two have only a few lines of dialogue. Ones a ghost and the other dies when you talk to him enough.

But Xero is Tiso’s dad, trust me I’m totally correct.

[livsspecialinterests]

hey friends! 3 months and over 14,000 words in the making I have finally updated!!

Charles and Delia finally get their shit together enough to talk to Beej about how they feel, enjoy!

[ilentari]

Picturing Corpse Dad wearing glasses now, thanks lmfao

Lmaoo that would be hilarious. Corpse Dad walking around squinting and stumbling into everything until Izuku realizes. He needs glasses 😂

He gets Hisashi a monocle. Hisashi is not amused.

[winepresswrath]

Playing myself because there is no actual reason to keep Claudia dead in this universe. There are no rules, the points don't matter and I feel like she'd absolutely love the opportunity to unleash a misandrist vampire queen. Rock Star Lestat is yesterday's news I am here for Pop Princess Claudia.

[faeshingscam]

everyone should look at them actually

[eggmeralda]

- au version of an already existing fictional character (who was based on someone else)

- charismatic <3 and kind of chaotic

- I got obsessed with them a multiple of 5 years later after they were created. which was in 2012

- gave me a career awakening and drastically altered my music taste

- blue eyes

- they get trapped under something which leads to their foot being separated from their body but they survive afterwards

- general themes of escaping/avoiding death/being immune/etc.