26, She/Her, Autistic ☀️
Multifandom: Attack on Titan | Black Butler | Disney | Hazbin Hotel | Jeanmarco | Dadbastian
I make AUs based around my obsessions as therapy.
This is my personal rewrite of Attack on Titan’s final arcs/season, where the war between Paradis and Marley unfolds differently… as Eren is NOT the villain this time. What if he stayed consistent alongside his friends and others are given a better chance to lead to a more satisfying ending.
Note: Certain characters who died in previous seasons are present, but all of that will be explained throughout the story.
For the prideyear au: Little junior gets some wings of his own? Maybe thinks to fly like his dad and his dad's have to catch him.
Your wording slightly confuses me, but I’ll try to write something similar:
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*After a few minutes, Buzz manages to scrap together a pair of wings just like his own; except they’re made of cardboard and colored by crayons, and are the perfect size to fit his son. Junior squirms a little as his dad puts them on for him, smiling at receiving a new present to match his new space-themed onesie*
“There. Are you ready now for adventure?”
*Even if he’s facing the other way, the baby giggles at how passionate his dad’s voice sounds. That along with the clapping of his hands is enough to make Buzz chuckle, and so he gently takes ahold of Junior by his sides, readying him for upsies*
“To infinity… and beyond!”
*With confidence does he lift up his son high above his own head, spinning around in circles on top of the bed; Junior’s laughter becomes more high-pitched out of glee, especially once Buzz starts mimicking rocket noises. The commotion catches the attention of Woody, whom was in the middle of a checkers game with Slinky, and now feels like losing his breath after seeing his baby up so high*
“BUZZ! Don’t do anything reckless with him! Like you, he can’t fly!”
“This isn’t flying, Woody. It’s falling with style.”
*Before Woody can rush towards the side of the bed in order to climb up, Buzz falls backwards and lands safely onto the big, comfy pillow. Junior is brought down and held closely to his chest, the former still laughing non-stop, but it has calmed a bit*
“You sure have the makings of a space ranger, buddy.”
*As the father/son playtime eases, the cowboy spreads a half-smile while he shakes his head*
I had this idea flowing through my head for a while… and I wanna share it.
Would anyone be interested in a mini AU series of Woody and Buzz ending up being lost toys together?
Let’s say that in TS4, Bonnie lost interest in both of them; then throughout another journey (no Bo included) they eventually decide to travel around and help out all kinds of toys with finding owners of their own. I know it sounds just as ooc like in 4, but if Woody HAD to become a lost toy, he’s better doing it with Buzz since they have a stronger connection.
This is just an AU idea after all; so what do you think?
I really wanted to rewrite that stupid garage scene using my mpreg!Woody AU:
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All of Bonnie’s toys wait patiently and curiously inside the cardboard box, wondering on what plans the family may have for them. Slinky Dog, using his coil, has stretched himself all the way to the door, keeping a keen ear out for any verbal evidence.
Whilst some argue they’re gonna get donated yet again, the springy canine catches onto something and hushes them all politely.
“I hear somethin’. Tiny footsteps? Nah, that can’t-”
Before he knows it, the door swings open and rockets his front end right back into the box with the others. Woody and Buzz quickly duck themselves under the steps, informing their friends that Bonnie is coming - they all flop into toy mode instantly.
The 8-year-old girl barges in with her mom just like they stated, carrying Lilypad under one arm and enters the car in order to bring Jessie and Bullseye back home. “Come on, Mom!” She pleas.
Woody confidently whispers what needs to be done after noticing the tablet. “Alright, Buzz. Looks like we’re gonna have to go with them.”
“Wait- we?” The confused spaceman questions.
“Yes. We’ll simply jump on the back of the car before they leave, then once we get there-”
“Or…” Buzz interrupts, now possessing shaky hands and an agitated expression. “Or you can stay with our friends and watch the room.”
Woody can’t help but raise an eyebrow at that suggestion. “Huh? But… we always do these things together; and it’s not like we’re going back to the landfill or-”
“It’s safer for BOTH of you!”
The way the space ranger’s tone rises a little, not to mention his hands now resting over Woody’s rounded belly, helps Woody to click on what Buzz is worrying about. The cowboy nose sighs while covering Buzz’s hands with his own; he does feel ashamed but at the same time, isn’t going to give up on the mission.
“Your worries are very valid, Buzz… but I have to help out Jessie too. Plus I was able to get back here on my own just fine, this isn’t any different.”
“That… isn’t very convincing at the moment.” Buzz stutters. “We also don’t know if it’ll be time while we’re out there. Wh-What if…”
A sudden engine noise takes Woody’s focus away; the car exiting the garage forces him to rise up and gasp.
“They’re leaving. We have to go now.”
Not even Buzz’s call of his name is able to hold Woody back; the spaceman grumbles under his breath with clenched fists before running after his reckless lover. Their friends watch on as the two rush ahead, not sure on what they were whispering to each other about but clearly heard the anxiety from the usually confident space toy. It isn’t until after the car is out of sight with them barely hanging on do the gang chatter again.
“I’ll admit,” Mr Potato Head spreads a grin. “It’s kinda cute seeing Buzz be overprotective of him.”
“It sure is.” Slinky agrees as the garage door closes.
Pictures like this fully inspire me to write such fluffness and put my favourite characters/ships in them; they make me feel at ease and enjoy such beautiful nature during spring/summer time. 😌
Love your Toy Story works, I am a fan of that saga, ever since a little child, I enjoyed the trilogy, afterwards, no offense to those who like it, I feel the movies started to go down. I encountered a fic of Woody x Buzz it's on ff.net, but it's in Spanish it made me smile, I could translate it for you
Thank you very much! I’m glad my TS works are getting a lot of love. ☺️☺️ (I’ve been thinking about making a masterlist for them)
And don’t worry, I’m not a huge fan of 4 and 5 either.
It’s very sweet of you for wanting to translate a Prideyear fic for me; but I’m curious on where are you gonna post it. Plz don’t write the whole thing in an ask, it’ll take up too much space. Again, thank you.
Taking place in ‘Paradis! A World Without Titans’, the 104th friend group get invited to a pool party after school ends and hijinks ensue.
4 more minutes…
3 more minutes…
2 more minutes…
“Connie, are you paying attention? You’re gonna miss the best part.”
The engrossed boy finally looks away from the classroom clock to answer his brunette bestie right beside him, although his eyes do shift between them.
“Sorry, Sash. There’s only a minute left and I cannot miss it.”
“Doesn’t the bell notify us anyway?” She asks.
“Still.” Connie goes right back to focussing more on the clock arrows than the movie projector.
Every little movement, the tiniest of milliseconds do not escape his stare. The biggest arrow is now only a centimetre away from hitting the big 12, causing a grin to spread upon his face; and before anyone in the room can know it…
DING! it lands.
“YES!!” The boy shoots up from his seat like a rocket. His arms up high, eyes tired but wide open and his enthusiastic laugh reaches every corner of the class.
“Connie Springer!” His teacher calls him out. “Sit back down will you!”
The excitement has been replaced by honest confusion. “Huh? B-But… it’s time to-”
“I told you the clock is 10 minutes slow? Now sit.”
Through mortification, Connie slowly does what he was demanded and returns to his chair. All his pumped up energy has been deflated out of him like a balloon, left with reddened cheeks and some whispering laughter surrounding him. Well, at least he receives a reassuring pat on the shoulder from Sasha even if it means little comfort right now.
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Five minutes have passed after the ACTUAL bell rung for the day, the very last day for about 2 months, and a bunch of teens are still waiting by the main doors for the two missing members to appear. Half of the group are keeping themselves occupied with small talk, the other half either growing worried or impatient - the latter mainly belonging to the Amber-eyed, messy haired Jean Kirstein, folding his arms.
“Jean, it’s fine. It’s not that late yet.” The calm, optimistic freckled wonder tries to ease him.
“Well I still have things I need to do.” Jean retaliates. “So they better move their asses.”
He isn’t the only one getting irritated, unfortunately, as the emerald-eyed brunet begins pacing back and forward; it’s really agitating his two closest friends.
“Please don’t be the second bummer here, Eren.” The blonde boy sighs with his and Eren’s bags in hand.
“I’m not.” The latter argues. “Unlike horseface over there, I’m doing this out of worry.”
“Again with that name?!”
Before yet another verbal brawl between these two can commence, or their friends jumping in to prevent it, the door swings open and almost hits directly onto Eren’s back. Sasha and Connie emerge from the building and meet some relieved and annoyed gazes.
“Perfect timing, you guys.” The freckled brunette Ymir speaks first with a smirk.
“You didn’t get into trouble, did you?” Her blonde girlfriend Historia questions worriedly.
“Yup.” Sasha answers sadly. “Connie yelled aloud in class thinking summer vacation started, but he was 10 minutes early so he had to stay behind for 10.”
“How does that affect you?” The raven-haired girl Mikasa brings up.
“She insisted on staying to not make me lonely.” Connie informs with a pouty face.
With all the loose ends tied up, and two bratty boys taken care of, the friend group simultaneously walk down the school’s steps and into the radiant summer sunshine. The huffy, buzz-cut boy very quickly forgot about his embarrassing misfortune as soon as he basks in the warming weather; Sasha starts talking to him about it too which leads them to join in with their friend’s conversations too. Once they reach the sidewalk by a bus sign, Armin brings up one last question in a friendly manner.
“So what are your plans for the summer, Marco?”
“Hm? me?” The freckled boy ponders for a few secs. “Well aside from catching up with some of my novels, not much honestly.”
“What? You don’t wanna go to the arcade or bowling with me?” Jean questions, feeling slightly offended. “I thought I brought that up during class.”
“Oh! Sorry, Jean. That did kinda slip my mind.”
“Hey Marco.” Eren interrupts. “If you’re not up for that, you could come over and play video games with me and Armin instead.”
“Dammit. I was gonna suggest that.” Connie bums out again in disappointment.
“You know you can always volunteer to join them, right, Connie?” The strong, hefty Reiner advises to his short friend.
“I could join too! With snacks included!” Sasha beams.
As the group chatter gets a lot more chaotic, everyone butting in with personal suggestions on how to hang out throughout the vacation, two remaining individuals stay quiet and deliberately try to not get involved. One of them, named Bertholdt, is actually pretty curious on how the other wants to spend her time; he gains enough courage to look down with a soft smile whilst grasping his backpack with the smallest of nerves left.
“S-So… um, Annie.” He stutters. “Do you have anything you want to do?”
The blonde, narrow-eyed girl doesn’t look away from her phone, scrolling through photos of her white kitten, but manages to respond politely yet monotony. “Not really, except looking after my dad and Angel of course. Hitch did try inviting me to her pool party which is this Saturday, but I’ll pass.”
Two words. That’s all it took to grab some of the teens’ attention. It’s pretty rare for half of them to listen on what Annie says, but she genuinely sparks some curiosity in them this time… unintentionally; especially Jean who’s extremely all ears.
“Wait- pool party with Hitch? That super rich snob?”
Don’t worry, he receives a kick in the ankle from his boyfriend Marco for using such a word.
“Yeah.” Annie responds.
The light kick he got doesn’t stop him from having hypothetical thoughts flowing into his brain; they stretch a grin upon his already jerkish expression. “You know, since you care little about these things, you’d feel the same if one of us takes your place, right?”
Some of the others don’t like where this is going.
“Jean?”
“That… honestly doesn’t sound bad.” Armin of all people agrees with his snarky friend.
“What? Armin.” Eren intervenes with confusion. “Are you serious?”
“You don’t have to be the one to go, Eren; I’m just saying it seems kinda fun.”
“No, no, I’m more surprised that YOU wanna go.”
“What else do you expect from the guy who loves water places more than anything?” Connie quips, with Armin pouting right at him like he did prior.
As most of the guys, and Ymir, laugh along, Mikasa mentions a concern of hers in a shy tone. “Are we even allowed to these kinds of parties? And we’ll she allow more than one guest?”
“Hmm, that kinda sounds like you wanna go too.” Mikasa lightly blushed at Ymir’s suspicion. “C’mon, don’t play with us like that.”
“Ymir, stop. Don’t tease her.” Historia steps in.
“Whatever. Besides, if she doesn’t, that means she won’t be outshining the real star of the show there.”
The little wink she gave and wrapping an arm around her girlfriend makes the latter instantly surprised at what Ymir’s implying.
“Welp. It looks like it’s been decided.” Reiner assumes with open, muscular arms. “We’re all gonna be taking Annie’s place at Hitch’s pool party.”
(strange how he didn’t speak up until Historia got dragged in, isn’t it?)
“W-Wait! I didn’t say anything!” Marco nervously waves his hands about until Jean pulls him close to his body.
“Don’t wimp out, babe. Lucky for you, I won’t be doing anything like peeping because I have you now.”
Poor, flustered Marco only softly groans in response.
“Okay. Anyone else?”
“I’d be even more stupid not to go to something like that.” Connie boldly admits.
“And since she’s rich, imagine all the snacks and refreshments she’ll have!” Sasha bounces a little at the thought of it alone. “Double-sized sandwiches, exotic fruit kebabs and salads, all the types of sodas and all the barbecued meat!” A smidge of drool appears.
The conflicted Eren shrugs his shoulders as he gives in. “If Mikasa wants to, and Armin too, then… I guess I’m reeled in too.”
Mikasa shyly smiles to herself; having Eren there is both a comforting yet also scary thought.
“That leaves you, Bertholdt.” Reiner looks back at his taller, quieter bestie. “What about you?”
A sudden chill goes down Berty’s spine once all eyes lock on him. His eyes shift between them and Annie beside him - whom’s continuing to pay no mind to the situation by the way.
“W-Well… I- uh…” His own hesitation is killing him. “Um… uh… A-Annie? You- sure you don’t want to…”
Seeing how detached she is from the conversation, Bertholdt feels defeated; he decides ‘screw it’ and just goes along with what everyone wants planned, just like always. “I-I suppose so.”
Just as a deep, dissatisfied sigh flows through his nose, the approaching sound of a bus engine enters the scene. Most of the teens hop aboard once it stops, while others choose to walk by themselves; the pool party discussion never leave their minds still and it even carries on within the backseats. The fractioned group say their farewells for now, wish luck that they’ll all be there, then the bus drives away.
The lovely girl couple soon start their journey together down one way of the sidewalk, while Bertholdt and Annie head down the opposite direction. The former could’ve joined Reiner on the bus ride but wanted to tag along with their blondie friend for a change - probably to spend some time with her since she’s not going to the party.
Maybe he could try and convince her in some way? No, he knows her too well that she doesn’t like crowded places. But is she even okay with this exchange of invites anyway? Seems like it since, as stated, she barely payed attention at all.
Berty’s thought process is soon interrupted and proven wrong once Annie speaks up with a little ‘hey’. He jolts a little.
“Make sure none of them get into trouble, especially since Hitch will obviously be there… and… have fun.”
She smiles. She’s actually smiling. She’s smiling at him. It’s such a rare sight and yet a welcoming one, and her hope for him to enjoy himself makes it even better. Bertholdt nods his head shyly to answer.
“Th-Thank you.”
Hopefully the sweat dripping down his forehead and rosy-red cheeks are just due to the summer heat.
Dunno why this is thing in AOT, and anime in general, but it apparently is. Why does Japan think ‘ being traumatised makes you look sexy’? it sounds… weird.
