#changeling!au

[kazimakuwabara]

Yusuke comforts Kuwabara's discomfort over being a changeling the usual way: fight!

[pawnshopsouls]

//Inspired by @yokuimmobylen’s art of Kodanth’s return to the JO and what Bronté’s reaction would be if he were present in his Changeling!Bronte AU.~

The flat of the blade hissed slightly as it grazed Kodanth’s carapace. Yellow eyes met blue and black ones as the two stared each other down. For a moment they were quiet before Kodanth spoke.

“You would stop me out of loyalty,” he said, more as a guess than an actual question.

The blue-eyed troll glanced up at the statue and then returned his gaze to the rust troll.

“I would stop you to prevent waste and casualty,” he stated, his words veiled a thin turkish accent from his Ottoman days. “The statue can be replaced. But I do not wish you to endanger our facility nor my fellow changelings who live and work here. A loose rocket can do much damage here in these tight quarters underground. If you must brandish the frustrations you hold with our leader, do so elsewhere—either with more open space or less damaging means...”

[sotsonacearcall]

Sotsona’s reaction the first time she manages a shift to troll form: “I have a TAIL, The hooves i can deal with! I’m a farmer, a shepherdess, hooves are only natural, of course i’d have those if I’m not human, but a TAIL?! And are those Thagomizers?!”

because it amuses me for her to try rationalizing her form mid-panic

[katanamasako]

[[Some fluff to make up for the angst of yesterday because i promised. Again, I’m not sorry... but i’m still being nice >3> ]]

it was five minutes to the end of class, and there had been no sound from the usual peanut gallery. No cries of bullshit. no cries of lies or shenanigans or that’s not how that happened. Kat had been silent the whole period. It didn’t just have Marshal concerned. the whole classroom was uncomfortably quiet, the students catching glimpses to check on her from time to time.

She was dead asleep. She never slept. even when they had known she was up all night pulling antics, she was animate and a nuisance to the history teacher. Today was... abnormal.

Marshal cleared his throat to regain control of his classroom. His singular eye glaring over his students.

“The bell will ring shortly, do not forget the test next week. Do your weekend reports, and no complaining.”

the bell rang as he spoke, and he waited till the classroom had emptied before shaking the sleeping student awake. 

“Masako. Up.”

“wha-?“

she startled awake and glanced around, for a moment having the look of someone ready to claw the eyes off of whomever disturbed her before calming down and rubbing at her singular eye groggily.

Marshal frowned.

“Sorry... it’s been a long fuckin’ week.”

“Watch your fucking language.”

“Watch your ass.”

“don’t take that tone, missy. Care to explain why you slept through the entire period?”

“I... found something... I shouldn’t h ave...” she muttered a little, her voice trailing off, exhaustion edging back into her voice. Her uncharacteristic lethargy causing Marshal’s concern to return.

“go on. I’m listening.”

“... I don’t know... I don’t know if i can tell you. I was told i can’t trust anyone...”

“And who told you that”

Silence, as she stared at her hands, it was clear something weighed heavily on her shoulders. More than anything had in the time he’d known her.

A massive paw of a hand settled on her head, comforting her.

“You can trust me. if no one else.”

She looked up at him then sighed and dug into her bag, pulling out something the size of her fist. placing it onto her desk, and pulling away her hand.

“... I can’t be rid of it... i tried. tossing it. giving it away. burying it middle of the woods and fleeing...”

The Amulet. The trollhunter’s amulet. she was the trollhunter. of all the beings chosen, it chose one of HIS students. His mind raced. He could kill her now, no one would know. It would be so easy.

But something stopped him, as he looked back at her.

She was defeated. She’d yet to even face a proper fight as trollhunter and she was already sleeping through something so easy as his history classes. For reasons he couldn’t quite identify, instead of capitalizing on her foolish choice to trust him, he kneeled beside her, a hand on  her shoulder.

“It is a leash, not an honor. You choose the terms, though. If you would like, you may come stay with me. you will have time to rest, to think. Decide what to do.” 

Kat just nodded before resting her head back on her arms, she was too tired to even speak. run ragged on a troll’s time.

[[sorry if marshal is a touch ooc here, wanted fluffy shit]]

[trollhuntersstuff]

So I know I already talked about how fast Ceb's hair grows in his trollish form.

What I FORGOT to mention is that Ceb's unusual hair growth rate ALSO carries over to his human form. With that in mind, im his human form, since it has such a fast growth time, twice a month he'll wait two weeks, let his hair GROW out, and then get it cut over at this small hair salon in Arcadia, where they donate leftover long hair to charities. The kind of places that make wigs using real hair for children and adults who lose theirs during chemo, or other long lasting medical treatments that cause hair loss.

In the changeling au, where Ceb is a pure troll, he also does this. Even though Ceb DOES keep his hair long, it's only kept at back length. It never stops growing however, and with how fast it grows, Ceb still has to have those long locks of his cut on a bi-weekly basis, BUT only when it's so long that it reaches his ankles braided. Ceb only allows his husband to touch his hair. I've mentioned this before, but hair is of crucial mportance in his culture, and only intimate immediate blood family members, or life partners, are the only ones permitted to handle it. Ever. Once cut, Ceb and Früll will box the cut hair, Freddy(Früll) will drop it off to places that can send it off to the charities that can make wigs from it. Ceb can get away with this without being worried about exposing himself and others because unlike most trolls' course and sometimes wire like hair and fur, eastern river trolls have incredibly silky and soft textured hair/fur that's very similar to a flehsbag's. One would only be able to tell the difference by using a magic based analysis.

[up-sideand-down]

AU Meme: Fairy. Sephiroth was a deliberately bargained-for changeling child.

Lucretia knew any hope for a happy life for her child were slim to none...and that’s what led her to decide to give him up. She knew ShinRa wanted him and wouldn’t let her just terminate, so she did was she was good at: research. It took a while and she had to look in some pretty obscure places, but she found her solution. Fairies were mostly legend, but if you knew the etiquette you could gain an audience. 

Jenova was interested in the woman who wanted a changeling child and she listened. She had many of her own children to change, but wanted to meet the human who was giving up hers. At the end of the conversation, she thought the plan was positively devious. Jenova swore Lucretia’s child would live a long and happy life here, a treasure among her children, Lucretia was even invited back into her court to raise him herself if she so wished. And she would get her changeling, “I get two diabolical humans, you get a hellion. Fair trade so far as I see.”

One week after Lucretia’s Sephiroth was born, and Lucretia forcefully removed from his side, the new one came. Silver hair and unnatural green eyes were only the start, harbingers for what was to come. At first they thought it was success. Sephiroth walked much faster than anticipated, began to read as well. Then...it began. At first it was a refusal to speak...until Sephiroth learned “no”. Then he began causing trouble wherever he could while still looking so angelically innocent. Down in the labs, they began to realize he wasn’t the abnormal child they planned for. They were afraid that Sephiroth knew it too. 

Sephiroth learned quickly when and where to make his moves. Hojo could rarely get him to do anything but say no. Even pain wouldn’t move Sephiroth. It just...didn’t affect him. Whenever a Turk was nearby, however, Sephiroth would switch. He was eloquent, polite, the spitting image of the being ShinRa wanted. Hojo tried everything, he even took a DNA sample on Sephiroth to see if he was even human. Fairies thought far ahead of scientists though and there was no answer for him there. When Sephiroth was shipped off to Wutai, against the labs wishes...Hojo realized he had created a monster...and was morbidly curious as to what Sephiroth was going to do. 

Sephiroth immediately sabotaged every attack, battle, and infiltration in Wutai. The locals spoke of a Leviathan Sprite that was saving and avenging them. A silver etheral being who spoke their language in a cadence that not even the elders had anymore. Some suspected Sephiroth, but he always had an alibi...and he seemed strangely...irresistable, if a little cold at times. It took years before Sephiroth revealed his true intentions, and by then he had friends and stronger bonds among the SOLDIERs than ShinRa could ever hope for. 

Sephiroth was sent to Nibelhiem...a nowhere town with a monster problem. It was mostly to make sure Sephiroth was the Leviathan servant...again. Sephiroth had bigger plans. Deep in the reactor, he met with his true mother. She was proud of him, but had one more request, on behalf of Lucretia. 

“Burn it down.”

Nibelhiem didn’t burn that day, but one by one, the mako reactors all did. 

[kazimakuwabara]

Kuwabara popping unexpectedly into his changeling form for my changeling!au. I'm still working on how to make gifs, so it needs some tweaks, but i like it so far.

[trollhuntersstuff]

💰 - GREED - What does my muse hoard, what do they need all of, what will they stop at nothing to get?

What does my muse hoard?

"....I- May or May not keep a large stash of Snickers Almond bars and some socks that i keep for myself in my room. For, y'know. ... Reasons." Ceb hums while looking away.

For something they need all of?

hmm... Well, Charlie(Changeling!Citaal) is a collector of all things 'Cowboy-esq'. This includes ten gallon hats from 1880 to something part a child's stolen halloween costume. He doesn't need them. But he finds a cowboy hat he likes he will most definitely take it.

What will they stop at nothing to have?

For Kidar? That's attention. He doesn't care what kind so lobg as it's good. Because Good Attention means some form of acceptance and praise. He will lie and steal, and cheat for that. Among other things...