#wither au

[asterdawn026]

[ *back to out of context* (🍂 ver) ] .

I can finally leave 🥹

*gets shortly held captive by Thorn (Gremlin's oc)*

IM BACK IN THE FUCKIN BUILDING AGAIN-

[capriciouswriter207]

How the Wither rose blooms

Chapter 19: Visitation

Jimmy visits Gem. Rick of the Grimlands visits Sir Carlos.

Story Summary

When Exor speaks, Xornoth listens. Their master spoke about three extraordinary people, bound by a shared mission: to release the Dark Stag from its prison realm. Three babies, who would be raised within this realm and grow up to be the perfect soldiers who would terrorize the Overworld, spread Exor’s corruption and fulfill their destinies.

They are the Wither that will help bring about the end of the world.

(Wither AU where Gem, Sausage, and fWhip have been kidnapped by Xornoth when they were babies and were raised in the Nether together to be servants of Exor.)

[comet--cove]

rambling and random facts about my mcsm au because I'm hyperfixated on it!

disclaimer: none of this is canon to the mcsm universe and is only my au. this is going to be long.. so if you get bored of reading easy, whoops!

the general premise of this au is that the command block was alive (in the same way that skulk is, in a way?), and the witherstorm was actually a giant parasite. yes, I can hear some of you going "oh, man, here we go towards some generic zombie apocalypse au".. but I promise you this is different. I won't bore you with cliche love stories or that ONE character being like "omigosh, I'm immune!" and you knew it would happen because they're the main protagonist. I also won't explain too much of the actual au details because it's complicated and long (unless some of you want to hear about it.. wink wink).. so I'll simply tell you this: some of the cast-- including our beloved main character-- is mutated. think about hybrid creatures, or perhaps what the warden (deep dark warden, not the sunshine institute warden) would look like if it was more humanoid. yeah, that's them. with that out of the way, however.. here are some of my rambles and facts.

my favorite jesse skin is gsj (green suspender jesse), so my entire jesse design was initially meant to be paired with that skin. this also means that the canon jesse of this au is technically male (gsj). (I like to use they/them pronouns for canon jess-- yes, my nickname for them is 'jess'-- because the player can go male or female, but when I speak of this au I'll use he/they because I'm referring mostly to this canonically (in terms of this au at least) male-presenting character.) however, due to the changes I've made to the actual character.. he kind of stands along as his own skin now.

I've seen a lot of fanart of enderbeings and witherbeings in the minecraft community, so I made his design to kind of fit in with those-- not in the sense that i lacked ideas, but rather to have him fit into the fanon and have people at least somewhat recognize what he is. however, I have many unique designs elements that I saw from the actual game.

I make it sound like our protagonist has an official design... but in reality, I'm only in my first stage of designing him! he only has one concept design as of right now.. despite me having many ideas of how exactly he looks. that's just on the part of my art skills and me not exactly being good at drawing mcsm characters yet... my skill is pretty limited.

most of the armor choices in the au (for jesse, at least) are still the same! however, when we are speaking of jesse as a character, his favorite armors are slightly modified versions of 'ender defender' and 'dragonsbane'. he-- along with most of the cast-- agreed that these two armors fit with his color palette the best, due to his new color palette having a lot of blue and pink. YES, this jesse is very aware of fashion and what looks good on him.

in this universe, wither-sickness is called wither-infection.. since, y'know.. it's basically a wither-zombie apocalypse.

lukas and ivor co-wrote a journal! using ivor's studies of the wither-infection and lukas' journaling skills (along with his art skills, because he's somewhat of an artist in this au), they made a complete study of the stages and types of infection. they also have a part in the journal where they have brewing recipes for what specific potions help to slow the effects of wither-infection or at least make a person more comfortable if they're too far gone.

like canon mcsm, when the storm was vanquished, the people who were sick got better. however, in this au, the process was gradual (as the infection lost connection to what really kept it alive, and therefore slowly died). the mutants stayed as they were, since the infection caused physical changes to their bodies that couldn't be undone by natural means.

yes, ivor was the creator of the storm.. and yes, in a twist of fate and cruel irony.. he was, in fact, mutated. however, he had no idea that the command block was alive and would create an infection instead of simply a wither that he could control. due to this, when he saw both jesse and petra get mutated as well, he felt immense guilt and often has sleepless nights where he works tirelessly in his lab in an attempt to have some sort of cure for the mutation. these attempts have all been futile, and no cure has been made. all he can do is keep the others comfortable until their bodies get used to the additional changes that the storm brought upon them.

jesse was the last person to ever be infected.. and his actually came from when he was inside of the storm. instead of destroying the command block as what happened in canon.. the block actually fused with him in a last-ditch effort to save itself. so, naturally, he got very sick. wither-sick. this worried the absolute hell out of his friends, since "the storm is gone, he should be getting better and not worse!" I'll keep the story of his sickness short (unless someone wants to hear about it... wink wink v2), but the basic jist of it is that everyone thought he was gonna die, he got so sick he went into a coma for a few days.. and then he disappeared from the makeshift infirmary that they kept him in. when they found him again, he went from being a very, very sick human to not being as sick, but having undergone the mutation and looking completely different. that scared the everloving fuck out of everyone.. but then two days later, he woke up with no sickness whatsoever as if nothing happened. THAT part is still a mystery to ivor.

everyone who has been mutated experiences some pain for a while, since their bodies need to get used to the changes (as previously stated). a lot of the time, they also need to relearn some things-- walking, talking, coordination, etc.-- depending on what the mutation did to them.

aaaagh anyway.. I feel like I've made this just a bit too long, so if you want to hear more about this au, just put it in my asks and shoot out whatever questions you have. if you do so, please make sure to specify that you're asking me about this specifically by either blatantly stating it or saying something like "(wau) question", etc.

("wau" is short for wither au.. that's my very unoriginal placeholder name until I get a better one.)

anyway, sayonara for now! hope that those of you who decided to read all of this-- or even just some of this-- enjoyed the silly rambling from me.

[eutopiastar]

I hate having idea for drawing but not having the time and stuff to draw at the moment

I've to finish Christmas cards soon, I've only finished 2 out of 9 at the moment.

But I also have ideas for fanart.

fanart of Pearl as a member of the assassins guild.

And fanart of the wither au.

But you know what? I can't work on any of those because I've now gotten my period again and moving at all freaking hurts and I hate it!

Behoxhkwhoshwihdohwojxohwkjjodhhiwgixgiqhoxuowhoxhwknoxhkwgugdihdohwihxigwkgxihwkhxihwkhdiwhid

This sucks

;-;

[auofwitherau]

This is to all the anons that are interested in the wither au and the au of the au (name still not chosen at the moment)!

Are you interested in joining the discord server that we're going to set up? Then send in an ask or dm us with your discord stuff name and number thingy!

The discord server is for us to have everything more organised and communicate easier about ideas and other stuff. The great thing about discord is that if you don't want your normal account shown you can just make an extra account for this and nobody would know anything else. So it's pretty much anonymous if you want it to be!

I'm sure you will love your time there if you decide to join!

Please keep in mind that the server at the moment of writing still has to be created so it's possible that you won't immediately get stuff.

@capriciouswriter207 would you mind reblogging this so that anons that might be interested but aren't following this account yet could see?

Star out

[berjhawn]

In My Head - Ch. 3 - Fuck I’m Screwed

Warnings: guts ; pubs ; etc

Pairings: Geralt X Reader x Bucky ; Bucky X Reader x Geralt ; Geralt x Reader ; Bucky X Reader

Summary: Girl dreams about boy, girl meets boy, chaos ensues.

A/N: I hope you enjoy this short little series. I love the witcher so much that i have bought the games and even the books so i can learn all the lore. please let me know what you think. I’ll be uploading a part a day until the end should be at most 10 parts.

Master-list in bio

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Apparently, I had horrible luck as we ended up in the mountains. Snow falling all around us. Thankfully we were able to purchase some warm cloaks at a nearby pub. I look around at the people in the pub trying to figure out where to begin. Who in this world would be connected to Hydra? A mage probably. 

I thrum my fingers on the table absentmindedly. Thor slides me a pint of ale and I give him a smile in thanks as I lift the pint to my lips. I almost spit it out as I see a familiar face walk down the stairs a smile on his face. Wanda noticing my reaction follows my gaze to see who I am looking at.

“Is that him?” Wanda asks pulling me from my silent freak out.

“Who?” I ask looking at her.

“Geralt?” She whispers and I shake my head.

“No, that’s Jaskier, the bard that’s almost always with him.” I confirm my eyes not leaving the man’s figure.

My eyes never left him, not even when the door swung open to reveal a bigger man rushing in with blood dried on his body.

“I tell you no lie…” He starts the whole pub listening to his words. “It swallowed the whole village. It did.” The people all gasp and I turn to look at Thor who was listening just as intently. “Not a bone to be found.” 

The storyteller’s eyes find someone in the corner and he says, “Oh, don’t give me that, Shitling. That’s why we had to call him… The White Wolf. And he stood in the middle of that frozen lake like he knew it was coming for him. The Ice cracked open and the Selkiemore shot out! Oh, you’ve never seen one, but it would take down a ship with it’s cavernous mouth full of devil’s teeth.” He pauses as the room gasps. “And it… swallowed… that Witcher… whole.”

“Oh, this is brilliant.” I hear Jaskier says and I smirk to myself. “Oh Sorry, it’s just, Geralt’s usually so stingy with the details. Uh, then what happened?”

“He died.” The man replies, the room gasps, and I roll my eyes.

“Eh, he’s fine.” Jaskier concludes and my smile is back.

“Look, I was there.” The man continues, “I saw it with my own-” the man didn’t get to finish as the pub doors swung open with enough force to bang off the walls and call everyone’s attention to it. My heart catches in my throat as he walks through the door, and even though he was covered in guts I knew it was him.

“See.” Jaskier concludes.

“Oh, What’s that stench?” The man from before asks.

“Selkiemore guts.” Geralt answers.

“Ugh.”

“Had to get it from the inside. I’ll take what I’m owed.”

Jaskier starts singing ‘Toss a Coin to Your Witcher’ and as the man hands over a purse of coin the rest of the pub joins in.

“So that’s him.” Wanda concludes and I nod.

“Uh huh.” I reply my eyes focused solely on his back as he walks over to the bar.

“I like him.” Thor announces making Wanda and I slowly look over at him. “He doesn’t mind getting messy.” I let out a chuckle as I shake my head.

“Food, Women, and Wine; Geralt!” Jaskier yells and I look back to see that Geralt had left the bar and was now facing us. I don’t know why I did, but I turned and hid my face from his view. I guess I still held some hope that the woman he saw in his dreams was me and I didn’t think I could handle it if I wasn’t. Geralt turns and walking back to the bard continues his conversation.

“What am I doing?” I ask running my hands down my face. “I didn’t come here for him; I came to find out who was talking to Hydra.”

“Well, you weren’t looking for him, true, but you did find him.” Wanda says from beside me. I turn to look at her with questioning eyes only to have her bring her pint to her lips and look away from me. I look at Thor who gives me a playful smile and I roll my eyes.

“Can we talk about something else please?” I ask. “We need to find a mage.”

“Is it a mage you’re looking for?” A passerby asks pulling our attention toward the young man.

“It is,” I agree then leaning forward against the table smile as I continue, “Tell me, do you know where I can find one?”

“The castle.” He blurts a look of confusion filling his eyes that he replied so quickly.

“Tell me, how does one get to the castle, and when would be the best time to do so?”

“The princess of Cintra, Pavetta, is getting engaged. Tonight, is her betrothal party, people from all around will be there. If you follow the main trail out of town you will be there just before sundown.”

“Thank you,” I say and he offers me a smile before his brow furrows and he walks away.

“Was that necessary?” Wanda asks and I shrug my shoulders.

“Honestly I just wanted to see if my powers worked here.” I reply pushing away from the table to stand up. “And they do.”

“So, a party?” Wanda continues as she stands with me followed by Thor. “What are we gonna wear?”

“Good question.” I ponder as I look from her to Thor. “Honestly Thor could probably just wear what he’s wearing.”

“Good, I don’t have to change.” Thor adds downing his pint.

“I guess we could wear these, there’s not really enough time to find dresses or change. That is if we wanna make it in time.”

“Then let’s go.” Thor announces pushing from the table to stand next to us and motion toward the door. As we move around the table, I look back to the bar to see Jaskier looking towards us with a look of curiosity in his eyes and I offer him a smile. He says something to Geralt and before the Witcher can turn to look our way I instantly make my way out the door.

Outside, the cold air slaps me in the face causing a shiver to wash over me. Pulling my cloak closed I let out a heavy sigh. My eyes move to a nearby horse and my face lights up.

“Roach!” I call out as I run over to her. Her head snaps to me as a soft nicker leaves her throat in recognition. “Oh, so you could see me?” I joke as she pushes her nose into my hand.

“Who’s this?” Wanda asks moving next to me her hand gently patting Roach’s shoulder.

“This is Roach, Geralt’s horse.”

“And she recognizes you?” Wanda inquires.

“I had a theory on it, you know how animals can sense things we can’t, I figured she could see me since her eyes always found me when I would show up.” I explain scratching the white strip on her forehead.  

“We have to go.” Thor announces and I nod.

“See you around Roach. I’ll miss you.” I say as I give her one last pat. “Take care of your rider for me.” Her head nudges my shoulder and I smile.

Will Continue -

[masterofthelivingforce]

of monsters and men

starter fro @skjebne​

“I,” Qui-Gon enunciated clearly, voice low and rough, “Am going to park you on a market square on Tatooine and leave you there.” He grunted, twisting himself like a pretzel to fit his upper torso into a maintenance shaft that most certainly hadn’t built for someone his size. “They’re going to tear you down for scraps bit by bit until you’re nothing but a sorry skeleton, and I will enjoy. Every. Moment. Of. It.” The Jedi Master punctuated every word with a forceful turn of the wrench, finally managing to tighten the exhaust valve. As if protesting against the threat, the ship gave a sharp whistle accompanied by a thin jet of boiling steam somewhere behind Qui-Gon, barely missing him.

To be fair, his situation wasn’t really his ship’s fault. While his spaceship wasn’t recent by any meaning of the term, it was still very dependable and had safely seen him through some very rough missions - but even the best ship tended to have a few little failings when struck by laser guns the size of a small elephant. 

With some difficulty, Qui-Gon extricated himself from the maintenance shaft, his tunics uncomfortably sticky with sweat. The panel on his right at least had stopped flashing red, so his patchy repair job had probably gained him more time, thank the Force. 

“What now?” the Jedi Master wondered out loud, studying the readings of the main computer. His ship’s shields were blasted to oblivion, one of his two fuel tanks had leaked and was now emptier than his belly. The engine was completely - it wasn’t threatening to explode for now, but how long would that last? Could he repair it on his own?

Qui-Gon paced through the engine room, freeing his half-undone ponytail and pulling it up in a bun at the top of his head - even dressed down to his tunics, the air was way too hot for his tastes - as he pondered over his situation.

Ten full pacings of the engine room later, Qui-Gon had to accept that there was no way he could repair his ship on his own. He was a halfway decent mechanic, but even at first glance he could tell that this was way beyond his skills: he was in dire need of new parts.

And of course, his luck had made him crash on a Alpha-3 kind of planet - the local civilization still had pre-space travel technology, they wouldn’t even know what ‘lightspeed’ meant, much less be able to provide him with replacement parts.

Qui-Gon had already broadcasted a distress signal, but he was at the very border of Uncharted Space, at the outer edge of the Outer Rim. Who knew when a Republic ship would pick up the signal and rescue him? 

With a deep sigh, the Jedi left the engine room, heading to the gallery. Time to see how long his food stocks would last him - as much as it grated on him, he was going to have to wait for help in his ship. He couldn't risk contact with an Alpha-3 civilization - undue influence and all that.

[flameluminaire]

My version of the brothers RK from Witcher!AU. They’re young higher vampire from the Western tribe - Gharasham. They’re 126 years old. Brothers live on the island of An Skellig.