#what if? au

[pixiepixells]

Omg what if au! I made this inspired by the fan fic @/Kool aid made! Thank you @neonross for making such neat au!!!

[shieldherostuffs]

What If? Naofumi came from a Post-Apocalyptic World?

What If? AU, Post Apocalyptic,

(This idea was very much inspired by a game I've been playing maybe a bit too much, called Cloud Gardens, and this prompt idea by @rosesinbloom7love.)

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Background: Naofumi's world has been infected by the Waves for decades, but they have no vassal nor cardinal weapons. The world has gone to ruins, with the little survivors left scraping to get by. Nature has taken back what was once civilizations and countries, and everything is overrun by normal plants, weird plants affected by the waves, monsters, and the few animals left that adapted to the rapid changes of the world. At least pollution and global warming isn't the biggest threat to the world anymore.

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For decades, the world had been in ruins. Weird creatures and monsters had fallen from the sky, causing havoc and destruction in their path as they spread towards all corners of the world.

Humanity had had no way of battling these creatures, their guns, and bombs doing nothing but cause scratches that disappeared minutes later.

The majority of humanity died off within a month of the Wave happening, while the ones who survived were quick and good at hiding, and learned how to survive in the apocalyptic world. They learned that non-technologic weapons actually worked on the monsters: Spears, swords, knives, bows, slingshots and so on.

Naofumi, his mother, and his little brother were some of these few people.

As they'd been trying to get out of the city after hearing about the Crack In The Sky, by packing a backpack with canned food, necessities, and water each, together with their dad, they'd started running through the city after their car got smashed.

But, as they got to the edge of the city, they were stopped and had to hide from a large group of dinosaurs-like monsters. Their mom had run out to sacrifice herself to distract them, only to be pulled and pushed back as their dad took her place, and started shouting, making the monsters follow how.

Naofumi, his mom, and his little brother had had to run away while listening to the sounds of their father getting eaten alive by monsters.

But, they learned to survive, after getting to an old village after many days of traveling on foot.

Occasionally, they would take some nearly-expired rations and travel back to the city to look for libraries, to find survival guides and such after the internet went down on the first day.

Occasionally, they met other survivors traveling through the village, or on the road. Still, through the little kindness of humanity, they offered to help others. Slowly, they built a community of about 20 people in the abandoned village, while the monsters and mutated animals and plants took over the rest of the world. They had no knowledge of any other survivors.

However, after a few months, a group of middle-aged guys had joined them and started demanding stuff, lest they beat everyone up, leaving some people without food for a few days, as their little farms hadn't sprouted yet.

Naofumi had been annoyed, angry, and scared as he gave his food to the two children in the camp. He'd snapped when he found the guys trying to rape his mother.

That had been Naofumi's first kill. The kills that would follow would be mostly monsters, though also the occasional human trying to hurt someone from his make-shift family.

After years, Naofumi had watched as the mutated and non-mutated plants slowly took over the ruined urban city where he once lived, during his trip to the different libraries for maps and survival guides, and books.

It was once when he and his brother had gotten back from one of those trips when Naofumi had found a weird book in the mix, talking about Four Fantasy Heroes. He'd disappeared before the eyes of half the camp as they sorted and read through the books and guides and checked maps.

————— Tagging: @rosesinbloom7love, @zachy-akaya, @maloteddy, @crypid-called-ash, @eli-elien, @tinygenderfluid, @wisdomismyloweststattm, @bluelovestoship —————

Just because I want to share them, and think the game is really fucking pretty, here are some screenshots of Cloud Gardens under the cut:

[riacte]

not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]

[rotisseries]

that being said I'm not actually always opposed to conflict free fluff I am just opposed to the characters having their claws filed down for it. you can stick them in a coffee shop au it should just still feel like you sat the two worst most insane people on earth in a starbucks

[bamsara]

Finor, the first follower.

[nemkero]

atla au but nothing changes except sokka is taller and zuko is shorter

[084392]

had never heard of "mlp infection aus" until this month and ngl i still dont know what they are but. it made me want to draw some of them getting taken over by their cutie marks or something......

[bixels]

She hates robots. She fucking hates robots and she's coming to kill you.

[arctvros]

geto as a teacher at jujutsu high

[petricorah]

I love "i would kill for you" ship dynamics but what about "i would stop killing" ship dynamic??

I would lay down my sword for you. I would change my nature and go against everything i've known. I would resist the easy way out of solving my problems. I would give up the adrenaline of battle to stay by your side and make tea instead. I'm not sure I know who I am without a weapon in my hand because I've had to fight for so long but for you I'm willing to try and figure this out.

It must be hard. To put down your weapon that's protected you for so long. It's allowed you to stay alive it's kept you from getting hurt--physically and mentally. Because you've never had to worry about a real relationship if you think you'll be dead at the next battle. And you feel naked without it and it feels like you're ripping off an extension of yourself. Are you even whole without it? Are you worthy of being loved if you can't prove it by risking your life? And yet they've found someone who's asking them for something much harder than dying in battle on their behalf. They've found someone who wants them to live. And that's much more terrifying.

[sboochi]

*sips tea* it's dumb crossovers time

I guess here King Arthur was a real dude who became legend after his death (in which demons and angels might have been involved). Our heroes now have a mystery to solve, with the help of a certain sorcerer.......

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[the-phantom-peach]

modern link and zelda because they’re cute and i can do what i want <3

[yudamori-art]

kwan's got the spirit he's just a little confused i promise im normal about this show (not)

[soldierkitten]

anyone still remember this au idea I had? well I didnt (thats why it took so long) I wanted to do something with this au, so here :P

[amnestyliketaz]

in honor of the nimona movie (it’s so good i’m gonna scream and cry for the next million years) i must share my favorite nimona art ever

drawn by ND stevenson ofc and posted on twitter a few years ago i believe

do i even have to SAY anything? the shark, it’s not rocket surgery, baby nimona, the DOMESTICITY of it all im gonna explode

UPDATE!!!! GAY DADS AU THREAD https://twitter.com/gingerhazing/status/1676058949504892928?s=46

[ikiprian]

Mr. Fenton is a competent teacher. Almost too competent.

If Mr. Daniel Fenton had any more than a BS (with a minor in education), Tim would’ve flagged his profile as a potential Rogue. That’s the way of most charismatic academics, at least in Gotham. (Got a PhD? Instant watchlist.) Instead, he’s Gotham Academy’s newest celebrity, as a young, passionate, out-of-towner substitute while the chemistry teacher’s on maternity leave.

Tim gets the hype. Fenton seems to genuinely love teaching, and is invested in the welfare of the student body. He hands out bananas during exam week, hosts a “study habits seminar” each month to coach effective learning strategies, and the third time Tim falls asleep in his class, he even pulls Tim aside to ask if he’s doing okay. With all the late work he accepts and the protein bars he sneaks Tim, he’s every teen vigilante’s dream teacher. He could’ve been Tim’s favorite.

In fact, Mr. Fenton was Tim’s favorite. Up until Tim walks into Mr. Fenton’s chemistry classroom for a forgotten textbook, an hour after the final bell.

On the board where tallied scores for today’s review game had been kept, “THE CHEMISTRY BEHIND DR. CRANE’S FEAR GAS: ANXIOGENICS, NERI’S, & YOU,” is now scrawled. A detailed diagram of the human endocrine system projects in front of a small crowd of adoring and attentive students.

Fenton is wrist-deep in the skull cavity of an anatomical model. A short tug, and out pops the brain.

It’s plastic. It’s fake.

Tim identifies the nearest emergency exit.

Fenton turns to the door, and in the dark classroom with the projector illuminating half his face, his eyes almost seem to flash red. “What’s up, Tim?” he asks. His friendly grin is too big for his face. “I didn’t know you wanted to join the Just Science League!”

[OR: Danny’s a science teacher at Tim’s school. Gotham’s a pretty wild place, even for someone who grew up a superhero in a ghost-infested town, so he takes it upon himself to start a club teaching kids how to manage themselves in the event of a crisis. These Gothamites are pretty hardy, but a little extra training never hurt anybody! And he suspects one of his students might be a teen vigilante, like he’d been, back in the day. As a senior super, it's Danny’s duty look out for him! Surely, this is the subtlest and most appropriate way to give the kid pointers.]

[Tim immediately assumes supervillain.]