Aug 2, 2021
What if we kissed,, in the industrial complex? 😳⚙🔧💕
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What if we kissed,, in the industrial complex? 😳⚙🔧💕
Since you enjoyed the asks, here's one for you!
What would a steampunk AU!engport look like? 👀
Both are (in) famous bounty hunters that met in a mission with the same client; and while the client wanted Portugal for something more *winkwink*, Arthur got offense in his name because he was HIS friend; and without telling he killed the client and ran together.
After some adventures in different cities, Port lost an arm and Arthur a hand experimenting with machines. In some extreme situations they saved each other's life twice and then, after a couple of years, both fell in love and got married, with an image like Bonnie and Clyde.
And yes I made it all up now 8D.
Hope you like it!
John spun the polished wooden wheel of his ‘bird and relished as she responded ever so smoothly. The waters weren’t the blue of the deep oceans but they had their own beauty. His right eye acknowledged the green-tinted turquoise, but his mechanical left eye saw so much more as it skipped across the spectrum in pure reflex. He couldn’t help but be captivated by the beauty of the world around him in such a rainbow of technological advance. Even seeing through the steel glass of Five’s forward ports.
Travelling this close to the coast also provided much spectator sport for the various different fish in the area. Gordon would no doubt be cataloguing in his lab.
The thought of Gordon was in itself somewhat depressing. His frogman brother continued to blame John for what had happened to Alan.
Not that John had any argument with that assessment. He was to blame, but it was unpleasant to see his brother suffering.
To see them all suffering.
Scott had dashed John’s hopes of their father’s assistance, but now the Commander was back on board, John could finally take some action.
Preparing his Thunderbird for long distance travel at speed was something he enjoyed and took great pride in. Virgil may be the mechromancer in their family, but John had his own skillset. His ‘bird kept them all safe and hidden. She served as their base as they travelled the seas and, on rare occasion, she could even crawl ashore.
But for the majority, she was simply their home.
Even when Gordon left food scraps on the floor.
Again he was thinking of his younger brother.
A sigh as he angled to dive a little deeper to avoid one of the newer steam crafts with a much larger draw than the older ships.
“John?”
He startled as Eos strode onto the bridge.
“What do you think of this arrangement?”
He stared at the automaton. She had obviously been into Virgil’s spare parts locker again. His engineer brother would likely soon appear outraged yet again. But this time it appeared she had had a little more success is finding what she was seeking.
Unfortunately, the result required John to avert his eyes. His artificial eye whirred in its socket, flicking through the spectrum until it settled back on normal sight. “Eos, if you so choose to wear an anatomically correct body, you will need to clothe it.” While she was still the deep gold of brass and the silver of steel, she had obviously taken some time to form the metal into a good simulation of the feminine body. “Mere decency requires it.”
“Really? I shall take that as a compliment.” The metal woman actually spun on the spot, cackling. Yet again John found himself questioning his past choices.
He hadn’t drunk a drop of alcohol in the year since waking up with a hangover, one cursed by god, to realise he had invented, in his drunkenness, a creature that had nearly seen the death of all of them.
Scott was still wary of Eos and the automaton kept well away from the Commander fearing he may tear her limb from limb out of spite.
John doubted he would. He had given his word, after all. But it didn’t hurt to have a little threat in the creature’s life if it helped keep her under control.
And then there was Virgil.
It was always Virgil.
The mechanic become engineer born mechromancer was the centre of all of this. John had suspicions that perhaps his brother’s fingers had been involved that night. Virgil had been as drunk as he, yet took no blame for what was obviously an artificial life form.
Spark lit fingertips were capable of many things. His brother had proven that with Gordon.
Memories of those early days still kept him up at night.
Their fish brother should have died. Both legs gone, innards messed up enough that he couldn’t feel what he had lost.
But he had survived long enough. Long enough for Virgil to craft in metal. Enough for his brother to lay those sparking hands on that broken body and do whatever it was he had done.
Scott refused to speak of what happened and he was the only one with the pair of them at the time. All that John knew was that their eldest brother had had to carry Virgil from the room and that the mechanic had been laid up for over a week afterwards.
But Gordy was breathing.
Their brother clung to life long enough for his broken body to heal. He would never regain his legs, but Virgil soon fixed that as well.
Gordon’s gait was very recognisable as his mechanical limbs propelled him smoothly wherever he wanted to go.
Virgil refused to talk about it anymore than Scott, and Gordon claimed he did not remember.
John was caught between his need to know and the blessing of still having his brother.
The brother who currently hated him.
“John, why aren’t you looking at me?”
“Because you are indecently dressed, Eos. If you choose to sport a female body, you will need to cover it.” He toggled a number of switches, checking the communication relays he had launched into high altitude on approach to New York the previous week. The mechanisms were high enough to be hidden from all but the most sensitive instruments, ie. International Rescue’s, and yet still provide the necessary connections with London and the sister cities of their agency network.
“What is the point in that? How will I show what I’ve created if I have to cover it up?”
“Become a seamstress.”
She paused at that and tipped her head to one side. “That is an interesting thought.” Another pause as she obviously processed the concept. “I will need fabric.”
“Speak to Virgil.”
“Oh.”
Her tone was entirely suspicious. “What?”
“Um, I don’t think Virgil likes me at the moment.”
He frowned. “Why?”
“I may have borrowed something I shouldn’t have.”
“Borrowed?” He tried not to sigh. This was a far too familiar story. Apparently, John would need to delve into his supply of Jamaican coffee again.
“Acquired.”
“Can you put it back?”
“Not really. It is bolted on here.” He looked over in reflex and was rewarded a view of her metal posterior.
He shut his eyes and hoped their detector equipment would warn him if he was going to hit anything. “Eos, please put some clothing on.”
As if to emphasize the moment, there was a sudden bellowing roar that had a distinct baritone to it from elsewhere on the ship.
In response, Eos scuttled out the door, very much the automaton more than the graceful woman her new shell claimed she was.
Another sigh.
Apparently, he had two brothers who now disliked him.
The sooner they started on this expedition, the better.
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A sneak peak from a lil something I'm working on heh-
From today's magma :3
Gushing over the expression pjgkjgjhf
Steampunk!Atsuhina 🧡💛
Another one of my AU’s! I never posted it here, but it’s probably my fav x)
It’s Anima!AU, and the story takes place in an alternative and steampunk universe. There are not as many quirks as in canon (around 30%), but Izuku is always passionate by them and loves automatons too. (he created some himself)
It’s a DFO story, where Izuku grow up with his father and Tomura (bodyguard and friend, in some way)
So, here an illustration and some characters design (Izuku and Tomura) :
Here’s my steampunk AU:
(Spinaraki Edition because of course)
Spinner's a poor sap who had to leave his homeland that had been colonized by The Empire to go work in a factory.
It’s terrible work, terrible pay, and on top of all that, he suffers discrimination by being a foreigner/lizard dude.
So his coworker Stain convinces him to join the union
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Shigaraki's an semi-Luddite anarchist who hijacks the workers' union for his goal to destroy society
he's also the long lost scion of the old imperial family, and so the rightful heir to the throne; but even if it's offered to him, he's abandoned it.
He just hates a lot of stuff and the current world and so his solution is to tear it all down
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AFO, who raised Shigaraki, is a crime boss who's been beaten back in recent years by the rise of the so-called Heroes (see below)
He used to be like the most powerful crime boss in The Empire because he not-so-secretly ignore the strict rule of isolationism that was set in place and ran a very extensive and profitable black market, among other things
But after a coup that killed the imperial Shimura family and installed a new ruler who’s opened up the country to things like international trade and colonizing stuff, AFO’s been losing power
He wants and is plotting to put Shigaraki on the throne, whether the boy wants it or not
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Dr. Ujiko is basically a Dr. Frankenstein who’s been ostracized for attempting to offer his undead creations as an alternative source of labor. It’s just seen as too weird
However, the Powers That Be stole his research and used it for their own purposes, combining steampunk technology with Ujiko’s ‘Bio-Alchemy’ to create essentially magic weapons (See Below)
Also they confiscated Ujiko’s beloved first Creature. so Ujiko isn’t pleased with this.
Now he works for AFO to seek revenge one day, and sometimes he lends The Creatures to Shigaraki for various schemes.
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Heroes are sorta like the Pinkerton Detective Agency who provides private security and general policing and also bust unions.
People don’t have quirks; instead they have the magic weapons that are steampunk technology mixed with ‘bio-alchemy’, which gives them each unique abilities.
Only Heroes are supposed to have them
…yet somehow other people have gotten their hands on this tech and that’s a no-no
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Anyways, story is sorta obvious:
Spinner and Shigaraki gets caught up in each other’s shenanigans and eventually creates a tentative alliance. Then they fall for each other while the world burns around them (from fires they’ve partly responsible for).
Buildings get bombed, airships get commandeered, people bring swords to pistol duels, there are intense and passionate Spinaraki scenes, and it’s beautiful.
Steampunk Mic as suggested on Instagram!
This one took forever. I was never quite happy with the background, but the outfit was so much fun to work on!