#sci au

[violetlunette]

Was going to color this but I’m still figuring out why Krita stole my digital brushes.

Anyway, this is my evil scientist AU where a Candace grew up without her family as her birth father took her when he left. When he died though Candace didn’t want to be forced to live with a family she only knew from a faint memory and ran away. Eventually she met Heinz who took her under his wing as protege and Candace accepted for the free room.

In this au I’m with the idea of Perry being an undercover spy where he pretends to be a scientist turned into a Platypus so he can spy of lovemuffin as Heinz’s partner while secretly sabotaging his inators. Just to give it more of a twist.

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

Fluff prompt 11 “I love you, I don’t think I say it enough” with Vithur? :0

(x)

Vivi listens to the steady beeping and tapping going on next to her, resolutely refusing to open her eyes and look. The beeps are the ever-present sounds of their ship, she knows, status updates and warnings and various sensors she never bothered to learn. Maybe she knew what they all meant, once, but it’s left her head now, and the melodic chiming is nothing more than white noise.

The tapping is Arthur, who is somehow still up despite the fact that she’s sure it must be late even for him. If she hadn’t just woken up from an hours-long nap, she would probably be dragging him to their blanket-nest right now so they could both go to sleep already, damnit. As it is, she has little interest in sleeping any more, so she’s content to listen to the sounds of him typing away on the dashboard. She knows what he’s working on - it’s the same thing he’s always doing. Hunting for clues.

Clues about her. About Lewis, a name that’s been rattling around in her skull ever since she woke up on this stupid fucking ship, a person she hardly remembers and that he’s never met, but that he continues to search for even without her, just because he feels like he owes her-

No, she reminds herself, that isn’t fair to her and it isn’t fair to Arthur, either. It’s not about owing anyone anything- well, maybe it was at first, but she’s sure that’s long gone now. He’s doing this because he loves her, and he wants to help, and this is their only shot right now at stopping her memory loss and constant headaches. And she’d be digging through old records right alongside him if it didn’t feel like dragging her brain over hot coals.

They’re getting close, Arthur says, they’re on this guy’s tail and they just need to follow the records to wherever he’s living now. And the prospect of finding someone who knows her, who can help them figure out her past, excites her - but she’s also a little... nervous, maybe. Her dim memories insist that this person was- is? - a comforting presence, but she doesn’t know if she can trust them about it. What if he’s actually awful? What if he’s the one that did this to her in the first place?

What if he insists that she’ll have to stay with him, and forces the ship and Arthur to- to abandon her? And what if when she gets her memories back, something changes so drastically that she agrees?

Most of her knows she’s being entirely irrational, but to be honest, things have been going so utterly terribly since she woke up here, she wouldn’t exactly be surprised if she turned out to be right. But she also isn’t quite ready to say stop, let’s just forget about all this, I’m actually fine with not knowing.

So for right now, she lays in the blanket pile that serves as a bed, and she opens her eyes and looks over at the source of the tapping noise.

Arthur’s bathed in cold blue light, frowning at something on one of several holographic screens flickering in front of him. The same light glints off metal, making a mini-lightshow on the roof as his hands dance over the keyboard. Pause, click something a few times, and back to typing. Her eyes trail up to watch his, half-squinting and mostly cast in shadow. He looks tired - she was right about the time.

“Hey, Arthur?” she decides to call, wincing at how her voice cracks.

The typing stops abruptly, and his head twitches to look at her, points of bright green light joining the haze of blue. “Oh, s-sorry, I d-didn’t realize you were up- is- is it too bright? I’ll b-be done in a- in a minute-”

“I love you.”

His voice stops just as suddenly, and he blinks at her a few times.

“I feel like I don’t say it enough.”

A rare smile spreads across his face, gentle and warm and genuine. “I... love you too.”

[sciaus]

YaoYutong - supernatural creature AU

Bai Yutong

Zhan Yao (x)

In his long life Bai Yutong has seen many things. He has met common or strange supernatural creatures from all over the world, passing through his hometown Hong Kong. Has fought some, helped even more. He has seen the rises and fall of regimes, the development of world and people alike. He has seen the quick rises of power-hungry high born creatures to the top of their society. And their even quicker downfalls.

Being one of these high borns himself, it would be easy – and expected –  to follow those power drunk ones on their way to success, in the twilight of codex and doctrines. But Bai Yutong? He prefers to follow his own accords, instead of being a slave to some shady codex. His life starts to get a lot more interesting, when he meets Zhan Yao, a mere human, so we believe, who just came back from a long journey. Back home. Back to Hong Kong. To the city, Bai Yutong calls his home, too.

Wihtout intention, Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao’s path keep crossing. There’s something special about this young man, Bai Yutong notices soon enough. Something strange. He can’t shake this odd feeling of remembrance, like both of them have once known each other. But that can’t be. Through the course of the last centuries, Bai Yutong has met thousands of faces. But never Zhan Yao’s. He would remember this face! He’s sure about it.Then why can’t he get rid of this feeling of connection?

He lacks an answer and decides to keep his distance. But this decision is not his to make. Life finds a way and keeps on throwing them into each other’s pathway’s. Like gravity does to comets and stars and planets. Something begins.

It’s when an overly motivated hunter mistakes Zhan Yao for one of Bai Yutong’s and attacks, that is the moment Bai Yutong has to make a decision.

But what if, saving his new found friend Zhan Yao doesn’t only mean, bringing himself into great danger, but also threatens the existence of the whole underworld? Is he willling to risk it all? And does he really know this man, enough to make such a call? Does this man even know himself?! What powers and mysteries may slumber within his alleged human form?  Does he know about the dark, pumping through his veins and the ancient stories embedded in his blood and flesh? And how will it endanger Bai Yutong?

[doctor-loboto]

so uh season 2 of summer camp island is coming out this month (third picture explained: the inmates are feral and live in the woods but thru being shown emotional understanding and also given mini hot dogs they become regular non-frothy people-animals again)

[violetlunette]

Another picture for an UA (Universe alteration) I may have to do something with if I make anymore art for. I’ve talked about it here and here, but the gist is that this a universe where Candace’s birth dad took her with when he left Linda before dying. Not wanting to go to a foster home and not knowing here her mom was, Candace emancipated herself and began working for Doofenshmirtz as the only jobs available to her were henchmen or fast food and she couldn’t stand the paper hat. (Plus Doofenshmirtz offered free rent.)

I’m still playing with Perry’s role of whether he’s still Doofenshmirtz’s nemesis or an infiltration spy pretending to be apart of the team (as seen here).

I’m playing with a new coloring style as well where you only use two shades for each part of the body, based on “Leisure Suit Larry: Wet Dreams Don’t Dry” art style.

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

im reuploading this separately bc a) i really like it and b) i think tumblr decided to fuck my tags

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

new au, cooler robotics, no explanation

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

from That One Textpost. no idea what the context for this is but im obsessed with it now