Deity of Destiny - (Shinya Kamihara/Edgeshot) - Formed from a star that fell as a pair, made up of starlight. Rules over the choices that make up someone's destiny (who someone chooses to be) and stores choices and wishes.
Deity of Fate - (Tsunagu Hakamata/Best Jeanist) - Formed from the star that fell alongside Destiny's, is fate itself given form from woven starlight. Rules over and weaves the threads of fate of all living things (them in their entirety in life).
Deity of Invention - (Higari Maijima/Powerloader) - Formed from the concept of creation, and given form from the gods first invention: The Pedestal (The Deities' Home). Rules over all creations that are human-made (and anything not alive), and provides ideas.
Deity of Time - (Ectoplasm) - The embodiment of time itself, formed from the sands and rivers of Time. Is mostly given duty to rule over and maintain the riverbanks of time, and provides time to all living, deity and human alike.
Deity of Expression - (Hizashi Yamada/Present Mic) - Formed from the first human conscience and colour itself. Often known as a god of poetry and music. Rules over human expression, that of the self and emotion, and that of things such as the arts.
Deity of Protection - (Shouta Aizawa/Eraserhead) - Formed from the concept of protection, specifically from the gods' protection of the universe. He is also a God of Judgement (one of two deities who perform this role). Rules over humans in a more general way, providing protection to those that pray to him.
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Some info about the au (and characters) under the cut:
So, the deities are gods that rule over specific things, right? They preside over their respective fields, domains and faculties.
In the drawings, there are two forms: Their awakened form (them at their most powerful), and their regular forms after the War (will be elaborated on)
The War of the deities was a huge battle that took place in the celestial realm, where the majority of them sided against the Traitorous God of Life (AFO), who had decided to absorb the other gods of life and descend to the earth (to cause troubles)
They Lost, taking a huge hit, most of them got severely injured. (Aizawa lost an eye, Ecto lost his wings, Tsunagu was badly scarred, etc.)
This war damaged the 'Pedestal' - The gods' home, a giant platform that holds all domains and is built around the river of time. The pedestal is linked to the human's faith in them, and also to the stability of their roles.
Their individual thrones are linked directly to their followers' faith and their strength.
After the war, the deities' divinity started waning, one by one, and they started Falling.
The act of them falling was their eternal divinity separating from their immortal forms, and falling to the human realm below.
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The god of eternity (Uwabami) gave one blessing before she fell (she was one of the first to fall), which was to ensure their individual eternal lives would carry on living no matter what.
Slowly but surely, they each fell, until there were only a handful of the older gods left. Most of the deities left final blessings in their stead to ensure things continued after their fall.
Invention (Higari) is directly linked to the Pedestal itself, being the representation of the Gods' first Creation, and uses a Large portion of his own eternal divinity to create an unbreakable seal around the Pedestal's core - making sure it wouldn't fall, so that one day they may be able to come home again. And then he went kaboom and fell.
This leads to him having SIGNIFICANTLY shorter life cycles than the other deities. (life cycles being the amount of times they can revive within one human body before having a full divine reincarnation again)
His fall caused Ecto (god of time) to grieve so hard that it caused him to fall himself simply from the grief. Which is a huge deal, because he is not a God, but the embodiment of Time Itself, and so WASN'T SUPPOSED to fall. It was not supposed to be possible. And yet.
This means that time goes weird. So the humans timeline ends up regressing as time started flowing backwards, and didn't resume until Ecto had been reincarnated for the first time. (Which means that the fallen deities have to live through events that they had once overseen, but this time as humans themselves)
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Shinya (Destiny) was the last deity to fall.
Tsunagu (Fate) was the one deity that didn't fall.
Shinya had been compiling the final wishes and last thoughts of all the deities before they fell and compressed it into a star to give to Tsunagu to carry out and keep safe. He also gave Tsunagu his own little wish star, that he could keep in his heart.
The reason Tsunagu didn't fall was because all the deities had collectively agreed that they needed Him in particular to stay alive, and so they wished it into being with their collective power.
Tsunagu descends to the human realm and takes on a human disguise and wanders the earth to find and gather the lost fallen deities over multiple lifetimes.
When a fallen deity reaches the human realm, they are reincarnated into a regular human, and live a regular human life. They do not awaken until they die for the first time, and this death will often mirror the way they Fell. This death returns their memories and divinity to them.
They then have a set number of times they can die and revive themselves in that same human form (it differs between deity), before they die for real and have to be reincarnated again.
Some deities don't reach the human realm for centuries, others for even longer.
The lone god of Fate has to wait until they are ALL together again, before they can face the traitorous god once more, and return home (or not).
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Some fun facts:
Each deity has a special divine weapon. These weapons transform into regular inconspicuous items in the human realm.
Shinya's weapons are dual swords. They turn into a single Hairpin.
Tsunagu's weapon is a needle-like staff/polearm. It turns into a pair of scissors.
(Their weapons' disguises mirror each other's weapons, because they swapped the disguises. For fun. A bit like swapping matching heartshaped lockets)
Ecto's weapon is a scythe. It turns into a cane.
Higari's main weapon is a Huge Hammer. He gets a small toolbox. (which is also because he Makes the weapons and can change his divine weapon if he wants)
Mic (being the deity of expression) is the reason why idioms, catchphrases and old sayings exist. Because they are 'expressions' in a different sense.
Aizawa is one of the gods of judgement (as mentioned). Hawks is the other god of judgement. He is the deity of freedom, and represents truth and free spirits.
Tsunagu lost his second pair of arms to save Shinya one time, weaving them into divine threads to replace cursed divinity within him.
Everything Shinya does comes in pairs. Because he is the deity of destiny, choices. He's also awfully fond of shiny things.
Higari is known by a lot of names, one of them being the "shackled god", because he has duties in many sectors and responsibilities. Being 'Invention' means that he is needed or required in a LOT of different areas of humanity and this means he is bound by duty to just be useful to everyone. (he is a tiny bit cursed with several things)
Ecto is similar. He is bound to an oath of neutrality, never messing with the affairs of humans and not partaking in conflicts unless he deems it necessary. (such as the main war, or his daughter being killed ((long story)) )
Some of the gods will refer to each other as family, like siblings or such. This is normally not due to blood relation, but instead a relation to their duties.
For example, Higari (Invention) and Ryukyu (Wisdom) will refer to each other as sibling-like, due to the fact that they came into being at the same time and their duties both fall under "knowledge and wisdom" and "humanity"
Or Tsunagu (Fate) with Uwabami (Eternity), for the same sort of reasoning.
A final thing: Tsunagu is the only deity who is afraid of toasters
Theres SO Much More that I can yap about for this au, it is one of my personal favourites and most thought out, so if anyone's interested please feel free to ask about it <3
I started this, like, last year a bit after making Wait For It and have only just finished it. Basically what happens is that Grian is a Watcher, but is either kicked out or leaves (he lies about which it is just to mess with Martyn and Scott, who are also deities), and ends up making the Life Series.
He's upset when he kills Scar to win 3rd Life, and decides that getting attached to mortals is a bad idea. Grian continues making the Life Series, until Martyn and Scott catch him. Martyn tries to attack, but Scott holds him back.
Grian leaves and kinda realizes how bad of a person he is– he always blamed the other Watchers but really, it was his fault, not theirs. And whenever someone trusts him, he ends up betraying and hurting them.
Some days, when Shinya feels particularly lonely—not quite lonely and not quite whole; one single path without a second thread to pull—he goes to the edge of a world and tells the future to dream of gold. Yes, gold on gold on gold. Ichor seeping through the cracks of the world, like falling honey. The sweetest of sunlight. Dappling metal, the hum of not-yet electric light, stained glass bleeding gold between cracks. Golden eyes, a sun's ascent-and-descent, that two-way eternal path across a sky. Shadows that it casts— sunlight and shadow. The stripes of a bee. The iris of spun gold, pupil of darkest black. Together. Charcoal and oranges, under an artist's nails. The outline of light behind a cloud; golden at the edges, soft-light all through it, a dear and darling sight. Silver-soft and golden-down, heaped together to make an outline of a soul.
And— as a balm to his torn-apart heart, tear-away soul: the shaping touch of his wandering hands. A beautiful, deadly little weaving thing takes shape; golden garden and silver spinner and gilded golden silver face and the writing spider. A thread here, a thread there, constructing a larger thing, a web of this-and-that and left-or-right and perfect parallel geometric cycles. Destiny weaves Fate, and fate becomes destiny. One leads to another. Endless threads, endless strings, beautiful little tapestries that are spun of starsong and choice and countless will-happens. Could-happens. Nothing even close to can't-happens, despite how everything likes to pretend.
There is never a can't-happen. Only shouldn't-haves and nearly-nevers and almost-didn'ts.
Take Tsunagu's hand in his (his own soul, their own heart, a pair of seperated still-beating joined paths and hearts) the shadow of a joined thing that echos their footsteps (that could have been them, that should have been us!) that longing, deep and wide and echoing (silver-and-gold, white-and-black, light-and-dark, yes-and-no) it makes them (it unmakes them) in love.
(God falls in love with his own shadow— his shadow falls in love with him. You are born in love; you are born apart.)
That trembling thing underneath Shinya's teeth! How unfair it is, that they cannot be together. Marriage is not nearly close enough, despite what the mortals say. Marrying one to another. How sobering, that they needed to be married. Twins would not be close enough— one-and-one does not make as one. The mother of fate, the father of destiny, one bearing the other and the other bearing one; making each other is all at once not-enough and beautiful and, yet, far less bearable. It becomes a cycle— chasing and chasing, cyclic concentric circles. One leaves into the other. One breathes life into the other.
I make you, you chase me. You make me, I chase you. Two sets of footsteps, going round and round and round. Faster, yet faster still! I take your hand in mine— it all falls apart.
It makes Shinya sick, just to think of it. How dare the world not carve out a space for one. Tsunagu, Tsunagu, Tsunagu. The world races faster just by him thinking about his other. They are conjoined hands (not enough! Not enough!), two working as one (asoneasoneasone), they make the universe (oh, how unfair, that there is a place in the heavens for us!) and they make the rules, that eternal barrier of seperation— what they would each give, to melt into each other so sweetly!
They orbit around each other. They are each other— but not enough, never enough. So often Tsunagu has taken Shinya's throat into his own jaws, claws, and eaten. Sparks of electric silver light come from their joining—for a single second they are one thing, one beautiful endless loop, gold melting into silver and shadows spinning into brightness—and then they fall apart. Tsunagu's beautiful stained-glass eyes dripping; Shinya's heart-rended broken keens. The Pedestal had shaken, that day. All the gods had rushed to their side, scared, concerned, scolding.
Why did you do that? They'd all asked, in their different ways, fretting over the way Shinya's throat was bleeding dripping silver and Tsunagu's eyes were crying, weeping, gold.
They'd never been able to give an answer, both of them. The words hadn't come out of their mouths. Wholeness is forever out of reach. The spider cannot devour the songbird, even as it sings so sweetly and perches upon its web, throat open wide. The songbird cannot swallow the spider whole—the web is too thick, it is too ensnared. The spider cannot smother the songbird—it sings too sweetly to allow; it is what allows bugs and little mortals to approach.
His chest throbs, painful, forever-apart even when he is not. Shinya is half a song—barely a full thing at all, barely a real thing to begin with. They are half of themselves, they are all of themselves, they cannot be anything more than themselves… a rendered god, a split-away thing, half and half and everything; but nothing. A light and a shadow. A web and a song. A weaver and a spinner; working as one. Silver falls into gold, with the sky.
Shinya breathes, wrestling himself away from the world; the thread resettling along the spindle. He reaches, reaches, towards that part of them that never settles and never rests, unless… unless…
(Never never never is a can't-happen)
He passes through trickles of silver, shoved into place by Tsunagu through the world— singing stars, gleaming swords, the first dawn-laced dew; gold sparking through clear crystal silver— a child's first cry; deadly mercury, dripped onto waiting tongues and the hearts of kings and the hands of queens— softest cotton, washed and spun and washed and spun—
Recognition: a lunar eclipse, Shinya's silver meeting Tsunagu's darkness. A moon passing though this planet's shadow; hellohellohellohellohello, touches and messages seaking past the bridge of souls like a lover's touch in the night. Hands find their pair. Gilded wings drift past untouched skin. Eyes open, and open, and open. One long-held scream resonating between two throats, passed between two souls, two flickers of divinity circling around something too-much and not-enough. And there is warmth. A conjoining. A beast curls into a beast becomes a beast, prayer layered on prayer twice over. Not matching, not anymore. No longer twins in the womb, no longer lovers cradled by the dark. There is no need for a chase. No chasing. For a single moment— purity.
Completion!
And then: the pain. A mother screams, their child forced out of the womb. A father howls, their baby torn out of their skin, the thigh, the heart! Two forces once more, forever out of sync, forever together, together forever. The two-headed lamb, alive; an ouroboros, screaming!
Shinya reaches for Tsunagu, again, Tsunagu of gold-lined eyes and open arms and weeping heart, still-howling, and devours. He sinks teeth into divinity, gold of god encasing him, seeping into every part of them. Of them.
Tsunagu holds him close, as Shinya thrashes, carves deeper into his ribcage; cage-of-body and cage-of-soul, another line of seperation drawing-cleaving between silver-and-gold! Ichor flows between them. It does not mingle— it is oil on water, two things, forever seperate. Memories entwine. This is you, they say to each other, desperate and loving and aching. Shinya tears into Tsunagu like a wounded animal gone rabid. He eats— he feasts, swallowing down bleeding sunlight and dripping honey and molten gold straight from the source. This is you.
This is us. That is me. That is you. That is us, together. Us, incomplete. We, as two. Light— shadow. Gold— silver.
We chase, we run, we run! I take my hand, I wonder how it is so different from yours. You take your hand, you marvel at how it is not mine. We turn and toss and crave; we claw and bite and swallow. I take your ribcage— you take my heart. You are mine, and mine again, and mine again— you are never me. I am yours, and yours, and forever-and-ever— I am not you.
Tsunagu, still-weeping, forever-bleeding— he reaches out, mourning; and commands the universe to dream of silver light.
-story anon :3
ANOTHER BANGER FROM STORY ANON <3333
To wish to be part of one another… to consume until you are whole, because whole as one is what you Should Be.
Oh I cannot put into words how amazingly you write them……. You ALWAYSSS capture them so well….
This took SEVEN HOURS. Anyways, short version of what happens: Scott, a minor god, loses his status (temporarily) because he tricked humans into thinking he was way more important and powerful then he actually is when he was meant to be doing a mission for them. As he sees other deities- Martyn, a Listener, later deity of time; and Grian, a ex-Watcher- be able to become either more then used to be or do worse stuff then he did yet go unpunished, Scott decides he's just going to have to "wait for it"- whatever 'it' may be. At the end of the video, when he bleeds red rather the gold, it finally sinks in that he's truly not a god anymore.
Long version under cut
Scott is the minor god of seasons, justice, and moths. His mother, goddess of wilderness; and his father, god of... something (I haven't decided yet), fade out of existence after they are forgotten completely by mortals. Scott heads down to the temple he visited at the beginning, where he had seen a statue of the sun deity, Apryis, only to find it abandoned and crumbling.
Being such a minor god, Scott expects to fade soon too. But he doesn't. Eventually, the major deities send him down to kill some undead mobs because one of the worlds has been a little overran by them. He does his job at first but then gets distracted making stuff; floating islands for each season, and a new temple (he included his parents in a hope to bring them back or at least have more then just him remember them)
Scott then tricks a bunch of mortals into thinking he's a really powerful and important deity, before Apryis catches him and take him back. The major gods argue about what should happen before ultimately deciding to (temporarily) kick him out. Scott meets Martyn, a Listener who later becomes the deity of time, and Grian, a ex-Watcher. Scott wonders for a bit how a Listener, someone of lower rank then even him in the hierarchy, could become so important while he still is just... not.
Then as the life series happens, which Grian is behind, Scott questions stuff even more. How can someone be allowed to this and go unpunished, but he gets in trouble for something smaller? He comes to the conclusion that he's just going to have to "wait for it"- whatever 'it' may be. At the end of the video, when he bleeds red rather the gold, it finally sinks in that he's truly not a god anymore.
Here, have a montage of doodles of my favourite two sets of gays from various aus <3
I usually post some proper drawings for Valentine’s Day, but college has been keeping me incredibly busy, so have these for now- (the cropping may be. Off. So they may need to be clicked on to view properly)
[[AUs in order: pirate au edgejeanist, masquerade au edgejeanist, modern devil(new au) ectoloader, fairground au(new au) edgejeanist, masquerade au edgejeanist (again.), fallen deities ectoloader <3]]
how about for a prompt, some kind of AU crossover with ectoloader??? how would pl from one AU react to ecto from a different AU?
:D HELL YEAH!!!!
This took me a lil bit bc i couldn't choose which aus to use lmao
but here!!! I would've coloured the other one too but ran out of energy kdjfghd- but masquerade!Ecto is one of my favourites bc he is a Little Shit(tm) and masquerade!Higari is just a complete MESS. Meanwhile the deities are just old and confused.
They would all be SO confused, intrigued, or downright terrified LMAO
And a bonus:
Corrupt horrors!Ecto and Neon Souls!Higari :]
CH!Ecto is trying his best considering he's currently face to face with an alternate universe version of his deceased husband lol
But this was SO FUN thank you for sending this suggestion :D!!
