#au blurb

[angelpuns]

Mikey stretched his arms up, then out, then stretched each of the fingers. They always ached in the early morning like this, but it was slowly getting better, bit by bit. He pulled on the special gloves Donnie had made him and headed for the kitchen, only yawning a little bit as he went. 

Maybe they'd have something easy today, yesterday’s fight was surprisingly long….

He usually slept like a baby after missions, but something was nagging at him. He hadn't been able to figure it out before bed last night, and the worry seemed to dissipate as he got up for the day. He chalked it up to the whole witch-incident, even if the spell had been a complete dud. 

Some witches just weren't cut out for it, he guessed. 

Mikey was shocked to see the kitchen light was already on, and when he peeked around the corner he got an even more surprising sight. Leo was already up, hand on his hip as he rifled through the cabinet for breakfast. 

“Morning, Leo! I was gonna whip up some eggs and toast if ya wanna wait a little, “ Mikey started, voice soft in case Leo hasn't actually slept, as he seemed to have trouble doing these days. Well, more trouble than usual, anyway. 

Leo didn't answer for a moment, but he did go still. Like he'd heard Mikey, but was afraid to answer. 

“uh…you okay, Lee?” Mikey asked again, slowly walking towards his brother.

After the invasion - which was nearly a year and a half ago now - they'd all had trouble adjusting. They'd been beaten down both mentally and physically, and the recovery was long and slow. They were all still recovering, Leo included. 

So it wasn’t too strange for him to not answer them sometimes, or for him to act strangely for no apparent reason. His panic attacks and nightmares had become less frequent as time went on, but they'd all learned how to help. 

So maybe it was just something like that! Even though Mikey had never had Leo just ignore him like this before. Usually he at least acknowledged him or tried to communicate in other ways. 

Maybe this was just a new development, and they'd help Leo through it like always! 

Leo slowly turned around, with a faintly anxious expression. His breathing was even, though, and his eyes were plenty focused. So not a panic attack, but his demeanor was still…weird. 

Leo stated at him with wide eyes for a moment, before letting out a nervous chuckle.

“Um…sorry, this is a really weird question, but…who are you, exactly?” 

Mikey blinked. 

Well, that was new. 

He ran through a list of Leo's previous symptoms, and sometimes, yeah, he didn't exactly recognize them. But this was a clearly very cognizant and not panicking Leo, so it couldn’t be- 

And then Mikey remembered the thing in the back of his mind. The worry that had been lingering since their fight yesterday. 

What if the spell hadn't been a dud? 

“ well this isn't good….”

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Another part to that one au idea. I still don't know what to call it, but I'm kinda hopping around the ideas for it. I don't usually write in such little parts like this, so maybe it will become something idk :)

Technically this is exactly how wirm was born so maybe it'll be like that LMAO

But yeah enjoy Mikey being like ' ah yes the trauma' and then realizing that ' oh that's not the trauma '.

This part happens BEFORE the last blurb I posted btw, so I'm labelling it part one :) Chronologically it happens the morning before part two ;)

Part Two

[whatsgraywatching]

Been thinking of an idea of an AU where Neal is an artist and Peter is his muse, and people be looking at Neal like he’s insane like. “That’s just some normal dude” and he has low-key show them what they are missing (via his art) like “shhh he’s beautiful and perfect to me”

Also lowkey think about Neal painting Peter, and Peter sitting in the chair across from Neal, and Peter is just sitting there talking about the most recent baseball game or whatever. While Neal is just like “mhm mhm yup” definitely not paying attention cause he’s too busy painting him and being enamored with him. (Also lowkey he dgaf about baseball 💀)

[redjaybird]

Atlas Assassin? or something (idk what to call it) aka Ares armor blurb: Better known for strength and brutality than he is stealth, but he wears lighter assassin-style armor as opposed to the clunky soldier style because he’s still much more agile

[daniellesimagines]

royal!5sos au where prince calum marries the princess from a neighboring kingdom bc it was arranged when the two were younger but neither of them actually like each other in that way and only married to appease their parents but uh oh calum got a little too drunk at a castle party and accidentally spilled the secret that he’s been seeing commoner!yn and the princess has been seeing someone else too and now their parents know about it and they are not happy

[stopbyforaspell]

I wrote a blurb AU thing set way in the future for a story that has been mulling about in my head for over a year. You can picture whoever you as the characters. I just needed to write a thing. If you like it, let me know, and maybe I’ll post more things in the future.

The woman sitting alone at table 24 was beautiful. That much was plain to anyone who happened to glance her way. It wasn’t that she was attractive by society’s ever impossible standards. Her bald head, thicker middle, and prosthetic leg kept that at a distance. Instead of perfect proportions and milk white skin, she had the complexion of freshly made caramel and the regality of an ancient queen. She was the kind of woman who knew she was divine and didn’t wait for others to appreciate it too. Despite all of this, she was seemingly oblivious to the lustful and envious stares directed her way as she sipped her almost empty glass of wine.

The city lay sprawled out beneath her glittering like a Christmas tree. A waiter stopped and asked her a question, quiet and low so no one else could hear. She ran a hand over her shaven head, smiled, and declined whatever had been asked. The waiter lingered a moment longer than he probably should have and, the woman looked back to the city, her allotted attention for the man clearly spent.

Her fingers started fussing at the necklace around her throat studded with diamonds and pearls. She glanced into her purse and, her face was illuminated by the led light of a cell phone for a fleeting moment. A man entered the restaurant and the entire establishment seemed to hold its breath. Was this him? Was this who she waited for? Her eyes flicked up at him as he neared her table and back to the window as he continued past her. The held breath was released. The pattern continued this way through another glass of white. With each new guest, the others would wait and watch, hoping it was “the one”. Every time, a little more frustrated than the time before.

An almost reverent silence had fallen over the room as everyone waited with baited breath to see what she would do. At exactly one hour after the beautiful woman had entered, a lone wiry figure entered the restaurant. They were dressed in a tailored suit that held little flair or panache, just plain navy silk. It was the kind of suit one would wear to a business meeting, not dinner at the most expensive restaurant in the city. Their hair was falling out of the small ponytail that had been seemingly holding it out of their face previously. There was little confidence or assuredness to their gait as they approached table 24.

The silence was overwhelming as the figure stopped behind the woman, leaned down, and kissed her cheek gently. “You’re late.” “I know. I’m sorry,”  was the only thing you could hear before the figure sat down and the restaurant resumed its normal volume.

[nirahsa]

The draenei’s hooves stomped against the ground before she brought her massive sword down low for a long sweeping slash. Yellow lightning crackled along the blade before it discharged into the horde of orcs. The sweeping attack felling multiple orcs while wounding many others.

Armor clanked as the well-toned draenei readied her blade for another attack the light surging around her crackling along the air. Her lips turned downwards in a heavy frown of disgust that only twinges into the faintest of smiles with each new strike she brought down upon Garrosh’s Horde.

They had taken everything from her and her people, now she would take everything away from them. For a race that had attempted genocide they’d been given far too many chances to redeem themselves only to fail and claim it was a mistake. That fel was just an accident it wouldn’t happen again, blowing up once of the alliance cities was just ordered by Garrosh.

No, no more, Garrosh’s head would adorn the walls of their own city along with every other orc that got in her path.

((Random blurb that was inspired by the idea of, “What if Nira had become a Vindicator after the crash instead of a shaman?” It made me think she’d of become more vengeful instead of retaining her empathy.Since it was an AU anyway put it during the Mist’s timeline))

[nicomaki-trashblog]

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Nico is Naegi because she too is the main character. Nozomi is Junko cause she too is evil an has the big tiddy. Hanayo is Yamada because they’re both Otaku and heavyset. Rin is Monokuma cause they’re both furries.

GODDD I was just talking to a friend about how Nozomi would def be mastermind.

I could see Nico being SHSL Luck because imagine her working her whole life to become someone special/talented so she could get into Kibougamine--only to fail but instead get scouted by luck.  Imagine that, then imagine all the self-loathing and bitterness she’d have.

[nicomaki-trashblog]

okAY okay considering nozomi is the one behind the killing(I love that idea btw) what if the event that demotes eli to enforcer makes her obsessed with finding/killing nozomi, in a sort of kogami and makishima type thing omg

YAAAAAA, I can definitely get behind that omg

What if Nozomi and Eli form an obsession with each other.

Oh gosh, I made a semi-joking headcanon about a dating compatibility system which measures two peoples’ affinity for each other as a couple by assessing their cymatic scans.  But imagine if Eli accidentally activates the app in front of Nozomi, and it embarrassingly announces that they're 95% compatible on speaker mode.

Eli's completely unaware that Nozomi is the criminally asymptomatic person behind the crimes, whereas Nozomi is completely aware of who Eli is, so she takes advantage of the opportunity to flirt with her and even pursue a relationship.

Then, a shitstorm happens when Eli figures out who Nozomi really is, and that’s when Eli’s CC shoots up and causes her demotion to Enforcer.