if they were musicians, shane would be making math rock music similar to polyphia. the music is fun and playful, but also incredibly technical and complex. it’s the kind of music where someone as neurotic as shane would be able to objectively track skill improvement.
shane’s music is primarily instrumental but he rises to mainstream popularity through collaborating with singers and having a few songs blow up.
ilya is primarily a DJ and producer, but he has a couple of albums that are just his - think à la the dare. he likes the environments DJing gives him, and producing makes him feel needed - and helpful.
despite being in wildly different genres, they’re frequently talked about together or put up against each other for the same awards for the collabs they do working on the background tracks for popular/well known artists.
they’ve obviously both gotten themselves off listening to the others music. they run into each other at an LA party neither of them want to be at (shane is overstimulated and somehow also bored, ilya feels too lonely to shake the feeling). they go back to shane’s to fuck about it and then they never stop.
DT is Liraz's equally dead husband - so, in case you haven't noticed, yes, this is the goop-only MareNight of the two Nightmares (+Goose's Error and Ccino). if this bothers you, uhh. idk this is a pretty big part of the lore LMAO
DT doesn't usually do much from what I've been told and have witnessed other than watching Liraz bully the snot out of Corr and occasionally chiming in with his own eerie comments. He's the main reason Liraz does what he does - DT believed his death, along with the near-deaths of his and DD's own children (this is not Dreammare!! DT and DD did not have children with each other, I just can't word it properly), were planned by Corr himself after suggesting a trip to a random AU to visit the park. DT fed Liraz that belief and also partially blames Liraz for "not being there to help." Liraz believes everything he says wholeheartedly, and is basically just trying to satisfy DT with his actions.
so, in short, DT is a manipulative husband who has a soft spot likely smaller than Liraz's own. they're great
I don't know a lot about DD, but what I do know is pretty cool! Dream, in Goose's original AU of sorts, already has an injury from Terror in one of his eyesockets. This injury was abused in the attack in the park, as mentioned earlier, and festered up until his entire skull was simply gone. And then he was DD! He mostly clings to Liron, who I will talk about next!
Goose can probably tell you more about DT and DD, as I am a pathetic little worm and can't remember anything unless it's smushed into my face. Onto Liron!
Liron is a goofy little (very tall. this man has some Trevor Henderson proportions) guy (cryptid) who I absolutely love writing. He unintentionally scares the snot out of Corr by scuttling around in the edges of his vision at all times. He's weird, he's animalistic, and he loves cats and used to treat Archer (future Shattered!Dream) (also Goose's) like his own child. He was, unfortunately, killed by Liraz in a burst of unexpected violence after hearing news of DT and DD's deaths. He can't really remember anything before he died, so he still tries to hang out with this strange goop monster every now and again - getting a hard "no" every time. That's okay with him! He's very polite, but also determined, so he'll figure out a way to be friends one day. Probably.
I'm gonna end this post here, expect another one explaining even MORE at some point!
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I forgot to summon Goose to my bullshittery so @goosebutaustoo hi hello I made more!
What was referred to as the Lament Configuration, ended up in Edward Nigma's possession by the Collector; Otherwise known as the Penguin, a criminal and investor in acquiring odds and ends. The Lament Configuration was an ornate box, with a sleek design and polished appearance. It was no wonder the object caught Cobblepot's eye, as well as the promise it held within its core: access to the further regions of experience.
The intricate puzzle was far too tedious for the balding man, and his impatience left him uttering profanities within miut4se of getting his hands on the box. In annoyance and a need to know the secrets hiding inside, Oswald made a call to the one man he knew that could solve this--The Riddler. A fellow criminal whose knack for riddles and conundrums laid the foundation to his criminal career then began diverting from those theatrics, he was now recognized for his genius intellect and analytical expertise.
Nigma jumped at the opportunity, not only to showcase his genius but as a test to his own mental prowess. He half listened to the information Penguin supplied, as he was enamored by the complexities and details upon each side of the box, his fingers tracing over them in a delicate, careful manner. A peculiar name, he noted. Don't know what that could mean, not do I care, he thought in regards to the box's contents. That was the extent of it, before deciding to complete the favor for the man.
Returning to his home, Edward cleared his schedule in order to free himself of any obligations for the evening so to focus on the puzzle clutched in his hand. Falling back into the sofa, Nigma propped his feet on one of the arms of the couch while his head rested against a pillow propped against the other. Intelligent blue eyes following each ling, dexterous fingers sliding along the grooves and corners, all while his mind raced with wonder and determination. The man was fueled by an impulse related to self-worth. A smug confidence in himself that he could, and will, solve the box. However, as the clock ticked softly in the background, there was a small bead of curiosity that was slowly enlarging in the back of his mind--slowly drifting forward to rest upon the forefront of his brain, leaking into every thought. A further region of experience, hmm.
Grazing each of the circular centers upon each of the six sides, Edward kept his bottom lip tucked between his top and bottom rows of teeth. The gold, shiny pattern glistening as it gently tumbled through his hands before his thumb stopped upon one of the golden shapes. The side of the puzzle it was on, possessed various symbols of an unfamiliar language or religion--he wasn't certain of its origin. With a bit of pressure, the button clicked faintly and the top of the box moved. Parts of it lifting up and sliding forward, then sinking back into the box.
Edward sat up in response to this, watching the moving pieces as a faint ringing met his ears. With a soft grunt of irritation, his eyes shifted to the clock, his phone face down on the coffee table, to his door. A gentle creaking of the floorboards and walls raised his suspicion, but not by much. Old Gotham, he assumed. The pale blue light that filtered through his window grabbed him. Turning, his eyes scanned the skyline through the slits of his blinds. No fancy new or familiar tech from the Bat was in sight, so he shrugged the observation off. As for the bells, he wasn't sure what as causing the noise, but the chime quickly faded into the background as his attention resumed on the engima in his palms.
Running the flat of his hand over where the pieces rose and fell, a fascinated smirk spread across his face accompanied by a wild glint in his eyes. The box was rotated, put under an analytical eye once again as he carefully thought about his next move.
The dials on the top and bottom of the box seemed to call to him. Shifting from his previous position, he planted his feet on the floor while his elbows rested atop his legs. Leaning forward in concentration, Nigma's thumb gingerly slid across its diameter before moving along its surface in a counterclockwise fashion. A scoff pushed past his lips at the sound of another click. His fingers moving as the seams separated, lifted upwards into a shape resembling that of a star. He studied it in this state--an anxious feeling taking root in his gut; and an unease snaking its way into his chest.
The blue lights from earlier drifted through the room once more. The ringing rising in volume ever so slightly. A chill crept up his spine, but he assumed it was his ego feeding off of this moment. The look on Oswald's face when e hears how quickly it took him to solve this, ha. Edward did his best to ignore his surroundings. He went to turn the lifted piece in the same direction as the dial, but it wouldn't budge. Changing direction, the upper half shifted to a point where it matched the slits in the bottom half. With a held breath, Edward pushed down, sliding those pieces into place.
A light tremor ran through his apartment and the blue lights returned, filtering through the blinds much brighter than tey did before. A resonating tone filled the space. Before he could properly react to his surroundings, blue sparks streaked from the box resulting in him letting it fall to the floor. With furrowed brows, he moved to stand but was suddenly restrained by an arm around his neck.
Edward Nigma had not realized the deal he had made upon opening the Lament Configuration. A nightmare full of impossibilities and terrors awaited him, as he met the face(s) of pain.
Wait what's they History Repeated Au I'm not getting any SU stuff in the search
It’s not a fleshed out AU. It’s just a concept. Back when the war was going on the diamonds send in soldiers with rejuvenators. Rose Quartz gets got and is revealed as Pink Diamond. The other diamonds take advantage of her amnesia to convince her that she was in the middle of building a successful colony and have her pick up where she left off. Over time she finds clues that there’s something the diamonds aren’t telling her and ends up restarting the rebellion, all while believing Rose Quartz was someone else.
But there is multiple of reasons for that, his only parental figure/person who didn't judge him for crimes he doesn't even remember died and then he was shunned out because he used to be a tyrannical maniac, despite the fact he had tried to be better and frankly is nothing like his old self (Shattered)
Then he bore witness to his brother, King, disturb his parental figure's resting place (A tree, because it's Fruit's Dream, Sunny) without even getting the closure of knowing if Liron (Parental figure) was in pain and suffering, because he can't even see him
Not only that, but because he was outcasted and whatnot, he had to turn to a life on the run, he couldn't trust anybody because even Gradient had tortured him, despite the fact that the two at that point, had a mutual agreement of peace.
He can't trust anybody because anyone he had trusted, either died or betrayed him.
more info on that Springtrap-Nightmare post because I now realize that it's so fucking obscure with no context
HEY SO HERE'S CONTEXT FOR THAT CURSED IMAGE I NEVER SHOULD HAVE EVEN THOUGHT OF
it's (somewhat) from a future AU of an rp @goosebutaustoo and I are in!! there isn't really a name for the rp itself but the AU is History Repeats (aka HR!AU)
everyone is either sad, dead, murderous, or just not in a good situation. Liraz (future NM/the NM referenced in the Springtrap image), Liron (future Sunny/my Dream), Dead Terror (Goose's future NM), and Dead Dream (Goose's future Dream, ofc) are a few members of the main "cast."
as you can probably guess, they're dead. HOWEVER, they are haunting (more like torturing, on Liraz's end) HR!AU's Blueprint – Corr! Corr is one of many in the "sad" and "bad situation" categories, both with how Goose has been referencing how his goop is extremely acidic and painful even to himself, and Liraz's continued existence.
Liraz is just a jerk to nearly everyone he sees, whether he's visible while doing so or not (Corr definitely gets the most shit, Liron and DD are some sort of grey area, and DT probably gets all the love he can muster) (which isn't a lot) (but he tries, at least)
in the rp they're jerked back to the past (that's not the main plot of the rp, it just kinda happened and I am certainly not complaining) because Corr got shoved into a snack cabinet. Blueprint and Nightmare are basically just Liraz's bullies now that he's been somewhat forced to stay out in the open and not scuttling around in the shadows or in Corr's broken mind
anyway there's a lot more to this AU but I'm gonna keep this how it is rn because I've put too much time into this singular post (/hj I love this AU and love to talk/write about it)
CREDITS
• Nightmare and Dream - JokuBlog
• Blueprint - pepper-mint (?)
• Dead Terror, Dead Dream, and Corr - @goosebutaustoo
• Liraz and Liron - me!! hi hello (@thefruitskeletonizer)
