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What lies beyond the City Lights

9 hours, 10 minutes, and 13 seconds of work on just the cover piece :')

More about the AU under the cut

About their world:

They live in a technological city(think cyberpunk-esque) isolated from the world; no one comes in and no one gets out.

Citizens are led to believe that this is all there is to the world.

This planet has one supercontinent(like pangaea but not the same in shape and size + bigger). The city is relatively the size of the U.S.

They are all trapped led by multiple leaders(think of a co-regency).

About the AU:

Aventurine found out the government secrets about how there is a whole world outside of their city, and that the leader of the rebellion was originally used as a tool to keep the illusions surrounding the city in tact, among other things.

Extra: Halovians power illusions that make the city appear a certain way.

Caelus and Ratio are after Aventurine, kept in the dark about why, uncovering secrets along the way.

Sunday escaped and started a rebellion in order to save his sister and break down the system that preys on the weak.

Robin is still a singer, led to believe it's for a good cause.

The Stellaron Hunters are a separate organization, who aim to take down the current leaders to take the spot for themselves.

Aventurine isn't the only outlaw with government secrets.

Thank you for reading! I'll be posting more content for this AU soon enough, and they'll all be under my personal tag "what lies beyond the city lights." They'll likely be a combination of different things, like art, general discussion abt it, or drabbles of writing to build up more about it. It may include ship art, but since I am a multishipper most will unlikely be canon to the story(though this may be subject to change).

As a side note, I'll have my ask box open, and you can ask me questions about the AU! I'll try to respond to as many as possible, but keep in mind some questions may not be answered if I don't have an answer for them!

I hope y'all enjoy this AU, I have a lot of concept ideas and I'd love to hear your thoughts and feedback. See y'all in the next post!

Randomly decided I wanted to draw sheephead because skrunkly skinny dude

Sheephead belongs to @beefscrap

I did a few random doodles with him too, just because I wanted to try and draw his head in a more funky silly way

Tales of magic and the wonderful or horrid things it could do were a prevalent part of Hydros' childhood. From his hatching he'd felt an icy chill in his talons, as though a freezing blizzard lay just beneath the surface of his tough skin. He lived in the very outskirts of the ice kingdom, where snow lay in a blanket on the ground but far from the subzero temperatures residing in the core of the ice kingdom. His parents had thought him sick, for the descriptions of a chilling bite through his talons, at least, until his first spell came. 

It was small, an accident, where he'd been playing in the snow with his father and had accidentally nicked his father's talons with his small serrated claws. He had never hurt his parents before, even if it was an accident. Since he had not been taught strictly like the higher circles of the rankings, he had been shaken. His father, kind as he was, had told him not to worry, that if Hydros held his talon in his small ones and chanted "heal the cut nice and quick, the pain will go just as slick," it would heal faster. But when Hydros did as asked, the cut healed and the scales knitted together over it as though it had never been there to begin with. 

That was the day his parents had learned he was the first icewing to have animus magic in generations. That day, in order to ensure Hydros was never found out to be an animus to allow him a normal childhood, they taught him of what the magic held and that it could be used for good, but could easily be deadly. They needed to ensure he was aware of how dangerous it was to wield magic, and to never use it unless the situation was dire and as long as it was used only to heal and protect, never to harm another. 

Hydros had abided by these rules to ensure he never caused his family pain. They had told him even of what the royal family might do if they found out. In order to keep his peaceful life in the lowest of the circles in the farthest outreaches of the kingdom, he had to keep quiet. He never used his magic, that is, until news of Darkstalker rising up from the earth came. He was only about a year old when it happened, and his small developing mind had made a choice. 

'Make myself so that animus magic cannot be used on me.'

If he was safe from magic, then nobody could ever force him to do bad things. Shortly after this spell, his parents got sick with the icewing plague when he did not. That was the third time he used his magic to help his parents. He was so small, barely knowing what he should do, but his parents helped him where they could. The terror of Darkstalker came and went, and Hydros stayed hidden with his family as it blew over. 

By the time Hydros was 5 years old, he was picked to go to Jade Mountain. They had already had royals go there before, back when Darkstalker came back, but this year they chose a dragon from out in the outskirts of the ice kingdom. Something about being more inclusive of the parts of the ice kingdom that didn't fit their general mold. Hydros had never imagined he would be picked, but then, he fit the idea perfectly. He had never strived to climb the ranks, preferring to stay where he was. If he stood out too much, they might find out his magic. 

His parents saw him off, giving him what he needed, even despite getting what he might need at Jade Mountain Academy itself. The trip took a little longer than he thought it would, but soon enough he was there. His talons landed on the smooth stone, sliding more than intended. He had never stepped on stone before. He straightened himself, tucking his wings in close as his tail flicked across the rock. 

He dipped his head lightly in greeting as he was welcomed in, holding the scroll they gave him gingerly. He unfurled it, dipping his snout in close to inspect where he was to go and who he'd room with and what winglet he was assigned to. There were two other dragonets he was housed with: Plateau and Morning Dew. He could only guess which tribes they belonged to. 

He looked along the walls, figuring out his way. He was so engrossed in figuring out how to get to the cave he'd be sharing and referencing the scroll that he found himself accidentally bumping into another dragonet, feet stepping over one another and wings jerking as Hydros stumbled to detach him from the obstruction. 

He tips his snout down to see the dragonet he'd run into, who stood nearly half his height with bright blue and purple scales, red and orange horns and spikes, and bright yellow ruff and fins. Bright green eyes looked up into his own dark and light blue ones, expression placid towards Hydros. He dips his head further in apology, remembering his manners as quickly as they could come to his mind. 

"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was headed."

The dragonet in front of him tilts his head slightly, expression barely shifting. The other's lips twitch, almost like confusion. Though it's hard to tell with the barely shifting expression. Then, with a hum, bright green eyes blink once, then twice. 

"It's no issue. Were you headed towards the sleeping caves?"

Hydros had never met a more inexpressive dragon in his life. It was almost like the other didn't feel much emotion, though he shouldn't judge from appearance only. The most the other does is glance in the general direction of the sleeping caves, gesturing where they were. Hydros' tongue feels heavy in his mouth for reasons he couldn't explain, so he nods. He clicks his tongue, bringing himself instead to ask, 

"I didn't catch your name."

The other dragonet seems to look at him once over, tilting his head once more. He feels as though the other is deciphering his words deeper than what he means it as. For a moment he wonders if he'll even get an answer, and he's taken aback when eventually an answer comes. 

"Morning Dew. Who are you?"

Hydros' eyes glimmer in recognition, his body straightening up into a more proper position. So this is one of his clawmates, and one of the two that he'd be sharing a cave with. It felt meaningful in a way, even though his first impression is that he really doesn't understand this dragon, but still wishes to know. He knew not to expect everyone to be just like himself, but this isn't quite in the range he was expecting. He realizes a little too late that Morning Dew is still staring almost expectantly. 

"Oh, right- I'm Hydros, I'm sharing a sleeping cave with you and one other."

He shuffles on his feet while Morning Dew blinks, his ruff opening slightly more than before, ears twitching where they connected to his ruff. Morning Dew suddenly lifts a talon up, surprising Hydros. He freezes, tail jerking in surprise. He lifts his own talon far too quickly to grasp the other's talon in a light shake. 

"Nice to meet you."

Morning Dew's words come plainly, and Hydros can't tell if he's uninterested or not. Though he doesn't really mind, not when for the first time his talons feel warm. The biting chill subsides for the first time since his hatching. It's unfamiliar, but he finds he really enjoys warmth more than he thought he ever would. 

General Information:

Hydros is the first icewing animus in generations. This is thanks to the distant nightwing in his blood. A few generations ago, one of Whiteout's descendants met an outer circle Icewing and they had a dragonet together. This dragonet would later find another icewing to be with. In the end, since animus magic was able to skip generations, it inevitably led to Hydros. 

This is the same timeline as Darkstalker and Moon's prophecy, so the jade winglet exists and they are now older. 

Hydros made the enchantment to keep himself safe from animus magic out of fear when the news of Darkstalker spread. He did not enchant his parents because this spell had been with little thought, he just knew he needed to be safe since he also had magic that could be dangerous if used wrong. This means Darkstalker could not summon him like he did with the other existing animus dragons. 

Morning Dew's story and appearance are coming up next, and from there on will be the rest of the main dragonets cast. 

Decided to hop on into @bogcreacher's "Send em on a date with Red Kite" dytis because I thought it would be super funny with my oc, Aurora.

Aurora was originally me trying to come up with a villain character who is purposely a powerful dragon with animus magic who is also a mind reader and prophet. She's suuuper manipulative and cares about nobody but herself lol. She'll do whatever she can to trick others, so I thought it would be funny for her to do this.

Aurora is an ice/night/rain/sea hybrid btw

Here with some Mewtwos and more! My rendition of Shiny Mewtwo is up first!

Figured I'd make the green a slightly different shade than it's shiny, but not by much because I really like the original. I didn't come up with a name for it since I was really just playing around trying to see if I could alter the shiny, even if I never really ended up changing it all that much.

Next up I have finally made designs for my other two characters from my main AU idea, even if they're only headshots at the moment.

Anyways, meet my rendition of Shadow Mewtwo and Shadow Lugia.

I may or may not have struggled heavily coloring the shadow synergy stone. But anyways, decided also to give Shadow Mewtwo a scar because I kinda wanted to make it slightly different than the original Shadow Mewtwo outside of just the very different lore for it I came up with. Also, I'd already drawn the scar on another for another possible OC, and liked it so much I decided to put it on Shadow Mewtwo and kept it.

I made a post a while ago using mewtwoandme's bases which mentioned a third AU that I never ended up elaborating on. Well, here's that third AU!

The idea is that scientists were trying to make shadow pokemon, which were stronger, more aggressive. Inevitably, after using much time and resources, they created Shadow Lugia. A hyper aggressive shadow pokemon who is unable to be purified. Now that the scientists had found out how to create a successful shadow pokemon, they searched to find an energy source that could cut the time and resources used to make Shadow Lugia in half. This led to Shadow Mewtwo.

Shadow Mewtwo was created using shadow synergy stones in the hopes of recreating their success with Shadow Lugia, but to consume less time and energy in the process. They fused the shadow synergy stone with a Mewtwo they had created themselves in order to ensure that the synergy stone fused completely with it. In the end they were successful. What they didn't account for was Shadow Mewtwo to connect with all of the shadow pokemon they had produced, forming the strongest bond with Shadow Lugia.

Upon forging that strong bond with Shadow Lugia, their original success had suddenly become placated, all of its aggression seemingly gone. The scientists, of course, were thrilled, hoping to use Shadow Mewtwo to control Shadow Lugia and its aggressive nature. Unfortunately, shortly after the two of them broke free, destroying the facility and freeing all of the shadow pokemon that had been created there, and so shadow pokemon are roaming free while Shadow Mewtwo and Shadow Lugia took off into the night, disappearing entirely. The next time they would be seen would be over a decade later, with Shadow Mewtwo sporting a scar on its face.

And so far, that's it! I'll be making fullbody references for these two in the future, and hopefully even making some small comics about them. Until then, I hope you guys find this storyline interesting and want to see more! Thank you for reading, and until next time. Cya!

Since I definitely won't be able to finish this before Mother's Day is over, here's a sketch of an idea I had with my Shadow Mewtwo and Shadow Lugia "AU."

Inspired by that time in the anime there was a baby Lugia. Shadow Lugia looking back on vague memories that are hard to grasp, as their companion of Shadow Mewtwo rests beside them.

Hoping to start posting more for this idea I had, but uh, enjoy!

Sooo I wanted to do some bungo stray dogs stuff here, so I'm starting with twitter tweets using a generator to get started. Very short post for this one so enjoy it and expect more random ass shit >:)

Waypoint, the Night/Ice hybrid.

This art is a little bit older, but I wanted to share it because this was another one of my concept ideas about abilities and how it affects them.

In this case, I simply had wanted to draw a piebald Night/Ice but with the basis of a star, both in appearance and ability. However, it evolved more once I came up with the idea of what if there was a nightwing power that had to do with specific directions. Hence came this idea:

Waypoint has the gift of prophecy, however, it is based more on areas in specific. They will have visions about places far away from where they are, rather than what's happening in their vicinity. They are automatically drawn towards these places though, having visions days ahead of getting there. Like a waypoint, a beacon, leading them towards the place their prophecy is about.

I haven't done anything else with them yet, but I may do more in the future. Stay tuned!

Frostbite, a Sky/Ice hybrid.

Essentially I had an idea for a concept that had to do with conflictions, hence the tribe associated with fire(firescales), the skywings, and the tribe that would then be the complete opposite: the icewings with their ice. Pretty much the confliction would be centered around something negative, like how conflict often leads to arguing and fighting. So I thought, what if it's fire and it's ice tried to "live" in the same "host" despite the fact fire and ice are not compatible.

Hence where this idea came from: what if it's fire and ice attributes negatively impacted its body and its health because of how contradicting the two are? So the idea for Frostbite, the skywing/icewing with pseudo-firescales and "frostbreath" came into being.

His scales are too hot for frostbreath to actually form and be expelled from his body, but doesn't stop in trying to be created. This makes his firescales very hot, which can burn if touching for too long, but won't set things ablaze just by a touch like Peril can because the frostbreath dampens its effects. Unfortunately this is then very harmful to his body, like in the following sketches.

The first image was roughly around his teen years, where he's healthy. However, in the above sketches, he goes from healthy at the beginning of his life, to a deteriorated health when he's reached roughly a young adult age.

The frostbreath and the firescales within will have taken a toll on his health, eventually ending to a premature death.

Some of this was also inspired by Battlewinner, when she used the lava to keep the frostbreath down her throat at bay. Similarly they both have these two opposite forces working against one another to create some form of stasis. Though with Frostbite the scales tip a little bit, causing a negative reaction.

And honestly, I just generally thought it would be cool to create a concept where two forces worked against eachother, leading to an unfortunate conclusion. What do you guys think about this concept?

Fic Excerpt - The Bloody Puppet

Read full fic on AO3 (here)

He doesn't remember when everything begins to blur together. The scarlet moon hangs above in all its radiance, lighting up everything it's light touches in a red hue. It's bright, both from the headache it induces and the crimson seeping into his clothes that it lights up and enhances the color. It is bright in contrast to his fair skin that it stains as well. The blood of a vampire ignites in bright valor and color underneath the bright red moon. The crimson seeps into everything it touches; clothing and skin, stained in the ichor that touches his face and slips into the curves of his neck. Eyelashes flutter as do his closed eyelids as the world is drowned out. "-oé." The sound rings in his ears like a chorus. It is a twisted melody that he tries to grasp. It's familiar in a way he can't discern. "Noé!" The yell of his name has his eyelids fluttering open. Recognition comes to Noé suddenly as his mind begins to run again. With vision blurred and mind foggy, he stares openly at brilliant blue that comes into view. That's right. Memories come back to him suddenly, crashing into him in violent waves as he recalls how he came to be in this predicament.

Used @mewtwoandme bases for my own mewtwos! I had to edit the bases to make them fit of course, but these are the mewtwos from my AU where they made different typed versions! But that's not all, I also made the second "batch" from my to-be 3 part AU with different stories and different mewtwos set within the same universe!

This lil batch is from the second group. A shiny mew and their 3 babies. Shiny mew was captured and experimented on with their first child, whilst carrying two more. Shiny mew themself had their two babies genetically altered to see the difference between using their already born baby to change or genetically altering the developing babies. Whilst the first baby was used and turned into what became shiny mewtwo, the other two developed with genetic alterations which made them into not quite mew yet not quite mewtwos for when they were born!

I'll probably be posting about the 3rd batch sometime soon with what I think is my favorite story. Thank you mewtwoandme for the awesome bases you made, love the detail of your style!

The mewtwo comics I've been seeing have inspired me to put my own twist on them. Or well, on other versions of them.

Say hello to the first few other typed mewtwos, mewtwos created as an experiment. Much later, inspiration was taken from the old cloning of mew from its DNA into mewtwo, in order to create the most powerful psychic type pokemon in the world.

After old secret documents that had originally been lost in the explosion caused by mewtwo's escape are found(in bits an pieces), scientists have decided to spin their own twist. Deciding not to heed the warning of the dangers thanks to the original destructions of the labs, the scientists that created these new type mewtwos wanted to try and make this powerful pokemon into the strongest of the other pokemon types.

They started with the grass type, fire type, and water type, three of the most basic types out there. These twos were made as the prototypes, just the first tests. If they could perfect these basic types, then they could go on to making those of much stronger types. Three of the strongest pokemon types were used: dragon type, fairy type, and steel type.

Before any more types could be created, as they planned to make a mewtwo of every type, an accident happened where the six of them escaped together. However this does not mean the other types may never be created, just a delay in the experiments. Now the six twos are trying to figure out where they belong in the world they've escaped into.

The twos would escape well before maturity, so they're out there in their more teen stages, making the struggle a little bit more difficult than if they were adults.

I don't know if anyone's done this before, but hey, I thought it was a fun idea. Might make more posts about these 6.

Bnha/Mha Fnaf AU - Prologue : The Murders

1 PM - Start of the party.

Today was the grand day, the day of poor little Izuku's birthday. The small boy was turning 8 today and was having a party to celebrate. A party at none other than Fredbear and Friends, a child friendly place where magic and fun comes to life. The green haired child had three friends in total, who he had invited to his little birthday party.

A small ash blonde with striking red eyes and a bit of an attitude. The kid, named Katsuki Bakugo and nicknamed Kacchan, was one of the freckled kid's long time friends, his very first friend.

Another kid, who had heterochromia and his hair split in two colors. Half of his hair was red while the other was white, and he had a sky blue eye on his red haired side and a grayish eye on his white haired side. A scar was on one side, the red side, that was there because of an accident where the child had played around and accidentally knocked over a pan of boiling water while his mother was cooking. He was the new friend, the one that little Izuku met only a year ago.

Finally, there was the third friend, originally welcomed to the group by Katsuki. He was a redhead, having recently dyed his hair since he thought it was Katsuki's favorite color and wanted another reason for the blonde to appreciate him. This boy's name was Eijiro Kirishima, usually being referred to as Kiri. He was a nice addition to their friend group when it was just Katsuki and Izuku, since he brought an extra light of joy to the mix.

Now the four children were at the pizzeria, having arrived just moments ago. It was finally time for the start of the party. Only a few steps and it would begin. The cars pulled up, the friends being driven by their parents. The cars came to a stop as they all parked and the parents turned the vehicles off and stepped out to help their children.

The group came together, immediately walking towards eachother so they would be grouped up before they even set foot inside. Katsuki was the first to initiate conversation, ruffling little Izuku's hair. "Hey there Deku! You're finally turning eight, welcome to the party." The blonde spoke in his usual tone, not too cheerful yet not too rough. He beckoned Kirishima to join, since the other was lagging behind. The redhead was currently being told to mind his manners by his parents.

The redhead skipped over to them after his mom let him go and after grabbing Shoto's hand and dragging him along. "Ey Bakugo, didn't think you'd show up." The redhead gave the blonde a toothy grin, receiving an eye roll as he turned his focus to Izuku. "Happy birthday Midoriya." He elbowed Shoto's side, wanting him to say something instead of being relatively quiet like he usually did.

The heterochromic child gave a small smile and a wave to Izuku. "Happy birthday Midoriya." Once all was said and the kids were caught up, they headed inside. Midoriya stared in awe at the sight of the inside. Normally he didn't like the pizzeria, but now that he was here on his birthday with his friends everything was going to be better.

2 PM - Games and Pizza

The group had gone to their table that had been set up and had talked for a while, catching up with one another about the days when they weren't spending time together. Their parents gave them tokens for the games and ushered them off so they could talk freely.

Katsuki led the way to the games once the others had gotten up. "Come on guys, let's play this game first." The blonde led the way to the first one. Little Izuku didn't mind letting the blonde lead the way. Katsuki had good instincts and good reflexes, and he usually acted as the protector of the little group.

The kids played the games together, letting Katsuki play first since he was the one who pointed out this game first. The group played for a while, winning many tickets mostly because of Katsuki. The blonde was rather good at playing the games, so it only made sense. Kirishima had actually gotten decent amount of tickets as well, the redhead being good at the games Katsuki usually didn't do well at.

After playing the games for a good amount of time, they were called to the tables by their parents. The pizza was ready, and the kids rushed to the tables to eat. They were hungry after playing the games for so long. There were two pizzas, one just cheese and the other with pepperoni so there were choices. They each chose their respective options and began to eat.

Through a mouthful of food, the redhead turned to the others. "Ey, can't wait for the show. How about you guys? Midoriya?" Eijiro was beaming, excited for when the show was supposed to begin.

Izuku nodded in agreement, eating his pizza as Eijiro was scolded by his parents for manners. Katsuki nearly laughed as he heard this, finding some amusement in Kirishima being scolded for something he was Warner about earlier. Once finishing their pizza, the adults left to go home.

The parents felt it was okay to leave them there to enjoy the rest of the day. They knew the kids were responsible enough to take care of themselves until the end of the day. As long as Katsuki was there to help, they'd be able to get home.

4 PM - Showtime

After the parents had left was about when the show began. The lights dimmed and the ones on stage lit up. There were two animatronics up there, known as Spring Bonnie and Spring Freddy. The four main animatronics that had replaced these two recently were put away for today, due to some complications.

The two animatronics on the stage began their show, slightly different than the newer ones due to these being the older two. The group was having fun watching the two on stage do their show. However, what they didn't know, was that these were two suits. They always had been, two people in the suits dancing on stage. The show still went on though normally, no worries from the kids.

5:30 PM - The M⃟U⃟ЯԀ∑R̸͟͞

The show finally ended and it was almost time to go home. The group of friends were the last few kids left since it was almost closing time. Gathering themselves, the kids stood up from their seats to get ready to leave.

Midoriya's eyes widened, a smile making it's way to his face. Katsuki wondered what was taking him so long, turning to face him. He stopped in his tracks, seeing the animatronics making their way over. The blonde elbowed Kirishima's side, causing the redhead to look over, who grabbed Shoto's arm to make the kid look as well.

Spring Bonnie walked toward Izuku, Spring Freddie walking alongside. Spring Bonnie kneeled down to their levels and spoke. "Hey there kids. I see the birthday boy hasn't had his cake yet." The little green eyed boy nodded, a large smile on his face.

Katsuki didn't trust this, but the way Deku looked so happy. On one of the rare occasions, he wanted his friend to have something go right. It was the boy's birthday after all.

Spring Bonnie noticed the way Katsuki looked somewhat suspicious. The man inside hid any suspicious manners with a fake smile and a fake cheery voice. "Come along kids, me and Freddie will show you to the cake." He led the way for the kids, taking the birthday boy by the hand.

The friends were led through the pizzeria, brought to a room in the back. Katsuki's suspicions were being confirmed as he heard a click from the lock in the door. There was indeed no cake back here, just them and the animatronics.

Their thoughts were interrupted with a dark laugh, the animatronics going still. That is, until Spring Freddie backed the kids into a corner. Izuku began to quiver, holding onto the nearest person, that person being Shoto. The boys held eachother as Katsuki stepped forward, the most of a scowl he could manage. Kirishima, though scared like the rest, stuck next to Katsuki.

Spring Freddie was cornering them, backing them up as Spring Bonnie laughed, bringing his hands up to his head. He took the mask off, watching as his accomplice did the same. Freddie, who was really Dabi, stepped to the side to allow Bonnie, Shigaraki, to get towards the kids.

Pulling a knife out from behind his back, Tomura advanced toward them. "Sorry kiddies, but your days of playing around are over." The first kid he went for was Katsuki, the one standing in front of the others.

The blonde felt a hand holding onto his arm. It was Izuku, who was still holding Shoto, who had grabbed his arm. The boy quivered, his voice shaking. "Kacchan, you'll help us right?" The fear was clear in the boys face and tone. The blonde gave a smile, the best he could make in this situation. "Everything's gonna be alright Deku, it'll be-" The blonde was cut off, eyes wide at the feeling of a knife penetrate the skin. He dropped, lifeless as his face contorted in an attempt to yell out.

Izuku screamed at the sight. No one could hear as everyone would have left by now. One by one, the men took the lives of them. Katsuki was there dead as Kirishima was the next one to go, followed by Shoto and Izuku.

The two boys, clung onto eachother, had just witnessed the deaths of their friends. A piecing shriek followed soon after, made by the boy who had only turned 8 today.

6 PM - Closing

The clock hit six, the time that everyone had to be out of the establishment. The last of the employees had left as well as all the children that had been at the pizzeria. Other than the group of friends.

Tomura and Dabi were the last ones seen leaving the establishment when 6 pm hit.

New bnha/mha AU

Heya there everyone! I'm out of my Undertale phase and I'm now into My Hero Academia. So I decided I'd be making an AU for it based off of Five Nights at Freddy's. This AU will be focusing around TodoDeku, KiriBaku, and ShigaDabi. For now I have a few details on the AU for now. Just remember that not all of this sticks to the fnaf storyline, it is an AU.

Deku, Shoto, Bakugo, and Kirishima were the four main children that were killed and possessed the animatronic suits.

Bakugo was beyond pissed when they first possessed the suits. This is because of the fact that he got stuck with being Chica, the one he thought was the most girly and the one he disliked most.

Izuku/Deku is Freddy, Shoto is Bonnie, Bakugo is Chica, and Kirishima is Foxy.

About a year after the children's deaths, the creators of the animatronics changed their designs as a memorial for them.

Chica was redesigned to fit Bakugo due to false information told by the parents.

The parents were the ones that told the manufacturers about their children and who each one had said their favorites were.

It's pure coincidence that Chica was changed to memorialize Bakugo due to the information while Bakugo possessed Chica.

Bakugo actually tries to scare the nightguard, after trying to communicate with them and tell them that he's stuck in the animatronic, getting mad when they don't understand him and shut the doors on him.

Izuku desperately tries to speak to the nightguard, feeling upset when he can't.

Shoto is there to comfort Izuku when the efforts fail.

Shoto scares the nightguard since he's trying to help Izuku communicate with the nightguard.

Kirishima purely scares the nightguard because he's trying to test them.

Shigaraki is the Purple Guy, who has an accomplice in this AU.

Dabi/Touya is the accomplice of Purple Guy, helping him with the murder of the kids.

Because of lack of money and to get rid of any extra evidence that may have been left behind, Shigaraki and Dabi take jobs at the pizzeria.

Dabi was originally taking the day shift with Tomura at night shift, but Dabi had to take the night shift with Tomura due to complications.

Having them both as nightguards was an exception, since usually there's only one nightguard.

This is all for the AU that I have for now. Most of the details will be added when I begin writing the story. This will end up being a story that I'm going to write. More extra details might also be added at some point in a post like this one. When the first story part does come out, it'll be the prologue to the story.

Hello guys and here are the official designs for Acrylink and Erratum. If you notice each of them with a certain half of the Yin and Yang sign, there's a reason they're there. But you'll have to wait for one of the upcoming parts to learn what they mean. Go make sure to check out the three parts of my series called "The Legends of the DreamVerse". With that said, see you all next time, bye!(Sorry if quality is bad. I draw and color it by hand using pencils and colored pencils)

The Legend of the DreamVerse : Part Three - “Error and Ink”

Many things are going on in our story, from the beginning of Dreamtale and its corruption, to the creation of a new guardian and their purpose. Now at the time those things are happening, are the creations of two new beings. The gods of creation and destruction.

We start with Ink, or how we call him, Acrylink. He's different than you'd normally expect. He sat alone in his world, a nearly finished piece. He lived with only his brother, the two of them both with their own souls.

Everything was going swell for the two of them. Acrylink was sitting in a small patch of grass, just outside the house he had. It was the only place with color to this nearly empty world. He wished there was something new, but their creator wasn't doing their job. Atleast they had given him someone so he wouldn't be alone.

He sighed, looking to the ground with a crestfallen expression. It was quiet. The only problem he really had with all this was the night terrors his brother was tortured with. He'd suddenly wake up screaming in the middle of the night, or what they called night.

He was disturbed from his silence as he heard screams from the house. He ran inside to his brother's room to help him. He stopped dead in his tracks as he saw what seemed like a black monster hovering over his brother. In a scared tone of voice, he spoke. "Wh-What are you?!"

The creature snapped their head towards Acrylink. They wore a white mask with a creepy face painted on. The only thing out of the two holes for eyes he could see was a single eyelight.

He shakily took a step back from the creature, glancing to his brother. The monster seemed to notice, stabbing a tentacle through his brother, killing him.

Acrylink shrieked in terror. His brother was dead, he didn't know what to do. He turned and ran away, as fast as he possibly could. It was no use as the creature appeared, stabbing him through the back. The tentacle withdrew itself and with a sinister laugh, the creature was gone.

Acrylink dropped to the ground, shaking and sobbing. He was going to die here. He failed his brother and now he was going to pay for it. A sudden bright light appeared, colors pouring out. His soul was cracking, a hole clearly shown right through it. It was washed over with colors, the hole soon closing. He felt himself slip away from consciousness, everything fading to black.

After what would seem to him like only a few minutes was actually a few hours. He sat up, rubbing his head. He looked around, wondering what this strange place was. It was a completely blank world, stretching out endlessly. He didn't know where he was, but it might not be good.

He stood up, glancing down at his chest and holding his hand to it. "What-?" He asked himself, pulling out his soul to see. Where the hole had been was now closed off with an array of colors. It seemed to be dripping, which it was. He knew that when he saw the color drip to the ground as ink. Where the paint dripped out, it was replaced by the same colors once again. It was strange to say the least.

He began walking off, unaware of what to do or if this place was dangerous. He didn't know, but he'd have to find out himself. He looked around as he walked. Nothing but white.

Farther off in the distance was Error, known here as Erratum. This was his home and he had been here for a few years when he was created, which was a year before Acrylink. Of course he didn't know that. He noticed a disturbance in there, going to it.

He appeared behind the other, wondering how they got there. He walked toward them, and it was obvious they heard his footsteps as they turned around. "Wh-Who are you?" Acrylink said as he turned around to face him. He backed away, wondering who this was and why they were like the way they were.

Erratum had become glitched from being in there so long. That was besides the point at the moment. He didn't know if he should tell, but he didn't see a reason not to. "Erratum.. The destroyer of the sleep realm, or atleast what's in it.." He spoke with a glitched voice.

Acrylink was confused. He pondered for a moment, wondering what he meant by that. After thinking it through, the only conclusion he could come up with was that he meant dreams and nightmares. "What? Why? They're important to others!" He didn't know where it came from, but he thought it just felt right. Why was he getting so defense about this?

Erratum laughed, bringing his hands to the purplish-blue marks on his face. "Because they shouldn't be here. They're just the figments of your imagination to make you feel happy or scared." He stopped to look at him, grinning. "What's your name?" He'd ask.

Acrylink was hesitant to answer. He took a step back, weary of what he'd do. "Acrylink.. Why?" He asked with confusion, wondering why he was asking. Well, there were other reasons, but he wasn't thinking of those.

Erratum let out a sinister laugh. "Because I'd like to remember the name of my next victim." He snapped his hands back, strings extending from the marks to his fingertips. They shot at him, fast like a bullet.

Acrylink turned around and ran in an attempt to get away. Was this it? He closed his eyes tightly, inhaling calmly. Sudden thoughts of what he could do rushed to his head. He stopped abruptly and spun on his heels to face him. He opened them, jumping up high. A jump boost he didn't know he had.

He smiled as he looked down at the strings. He snapped his fingers and a brush appeared. He grasped it tightly and spun, slashing the strings and cutting them.

Erratum froze and watched in disbelief. He growled in frustration, blasters appearing. Acrylink landed on the ground nearly, gaining an attack stance. He jumped up and slashed the blasters, destroying them. "Gonna have to try harder than that.." He said, landing neatly on the ground. He regained his neat posture with a smile. "Now I'd really like to stay, but I do have to go. I'll see you next time!" He yelled and then he was gone.

Erratum growled, stomping his foot. "Oh I will see you soon." A new person to stop him, and a new enemy.

Acrylink had landed in a darker place, the only light coming from the moon and the stars dotting the sky around it. He looked up with a smile. He felt the colors of ink drip from his soul again. He was becoming aware of what things were, as they suddenly filled his head. Thoughts of what new powers he had.

He painted vials and a sash, putting them around his waist. He took out some of the vials, collecting the different colored paints that dripped out. It was temporary, but it would work. He put the vials back in the sash after the colors had stopped dripping down.

He looked back up to the stars, a smile on his face. "I'll see you in our next battle... I'll see you soon, Erratum."

Hello everyone. Here is the post for the official designs of NightTerror, DayDream, and Parasomnia. NightTerror and DayDream were originally called Sleep!Nightmare and Sleep!Dream, but I changed this so those are the official names. You may have seen it if you saw The Legend of the DreamVerse - “Parasomnia”. Make sure to go check it out but read the one on Dream and Nightmare first.

The Legend of the DreamVerse : Part Two - “Parasomnia”

A long long time ago, a being was created. Only a few years after the incident in Dreamtale was another life form being created. It was a skeleton who would soon be named Parasomnia.

The time of Nightmare, now named NightTerror, had begun. But not just the time of him, but also Dream, now named DayDream. NightTerror had quickly begun to take down any universe or dreams that stood in his way, searching for one he used to call his own brother.

DayDream had struggled to keep up with his brother's actions. He was supposed to keep dreams thriving but it seemed every time he helped a new dream, his brother destroyed ten more. He needed a way to keep up with his brother, who was too powerful to stop on his own. He needed help.

One day, DayDream had been losing hope. It seemed this never ending nightmare of his wouldn't, well, ever stop. In desperation, he sat on his knees alone, praying to whatever gods there were. He prayed for help, for someone to help him keep the balance.

He never truly believed that gods existed, but he was willing to try.. And he was heard. His prayers for help were answered by someone, who knows what.

A being was made. Another spirit entity of some sort, one of both dreams and nightmares. It was him, Parasomnia. But something went wrong. During his creation, some files and codes were made incorrectly.

Because of this mistake, his original purpose was changed from another protector of dreams, to the protector of both. This mistake gave him the defect of giving others parasomnia as well. This update was to help him create both nightmares and dreams. He had been changed so that if he thought necessary, he would change a good dream into a nightmare. This was done so that if he thought he was seeing more dreams than usual, that he would balance it out by changing a few dreams to nightmares equally in order to keep this balance.

They also had given him a flaw to make sure he has a weakness, because without one, he wouldn't be able to be stopped from doing what he does from time to time. If he couldn't be stopped, the balance would ultimately tip. To fix this, they gave him minor insomnia. He needs energy in order to do things, and he gets this energy by changing dreams and nightmares, as well as actually eating them. He has to sometimes take dreams and such away so when he does, he feeds on them and gets energy on them. In order to get into these dreams to get energy, he has to be asleep so that is where insomnia comes in. At times he will have minor insomnia which doesn't allow him to sleep for a certain period of time. This prevents him from getting the energy he needs and leaves him more vulnerable.

He was also given a weapon. This weapon was a staff with a crescent blade on the top and an orange-yellow circle at the bottom, mostly to represent the sun. He'd come to use this staff to protect himself, but only when it was needed.

Back to the main story. Parasomnia was created by some being, whether it be an actual god or not is unknown. Only days had gone by before DayDream began to notice something.

He detected the appearance of new dreams combatting the nightmares. He decided to search further into what was going on, thus finding a figure standing alone, staff in hand.

They turned to face DayDream, a smile forming on their face. They didn't know who he was, but he could easily detect their power over dreams. They approached, none too cautiously. They waved to him, attitude staying the same. "Hello there friend! What is your name?" He'd ask DayDream. He held out his hand for him to shake.

DayDream hesitantly shook his hand, soon feeling the nonthreatening aura they seemed to give. "My name is Dre- DayDream." He said, having to correct himself. He smiled at the new being, head tilted in amusement at them. "What is yours?"

Parasomnia suddenly froze where he stood. He soon seemed to be in a deep thought as he thought about that question. What was his name? Why was he there? And in that brief moment, he knew who he was. It was as if something called out to him, shedding new light upon him. "Parasomnia's the name! I'm here to help you and your brother!" He said excitedly.

DayDream's smile soon faded. "Me.. And my brother?" He asked, slight concern in his voice. He thought he was a friend, but maybe not? Or was this all a misunderstanding? "What do you mean by that?" He asked.

Parasomnia finally let his hand go after the handshake. "Well, I'm here to help you protect dreams, but I'm also here to bring nightmares, only if necessary. A guardian to both sides I guess, helping keep the valance between the two!" He answered honestly. He didn't know where those exact words came from, but he knew that was his purpose. "I'm only here because you asked for a way to help stop your brother." He stated.

DayDream stood there in silence, jaw hanging slightly open. He didn't believe this, he didn't believe his call had been answered. Shock and disbelief were what he was feeling. "You mean.. Gods are real? And they answered my plea for help?" He hoped Parasomnia knew the answer.

Parasomnia shrugged, a look of puzzlement on his face. "I don't really know if they exist, but I do know that I was made to help." He smiled.

DayDream nodded in understanding. He would love to stay longer and talk, but he had a job to do. "I'm sorry Parasomnia, but I really do have to go. I hope you'll stay safe, and be careful when handling my brother if you see him." He said, turning around as a bright red-orange-gold portal appeared. He waved goodbye before hopping through, leaving Parasomnia alone.

Parasmonia had waved back, sighing as he saw him leave. Despite the warning, he felt like he needed to see Nightmare. He needed to know the both of them, even if it was risky. He laid down on his back, sockets closing as he inhaled deeply. He let sleep overcome him, glad to be given it right now.

He could see it all in front of him now as he opened his eye sockets, no longer where he was before. He could see all the dreams and nightmares gathered all around. He could see whenever a new one of either appeared. He was in the DreamScape.

He smiled to himself as he saw the different aspects of sleep here together in this peaceful silence. All he needed to do now was wait until there was a disturbance between the two.

It didn't take long before he could sense a disruption. His sockets had long since closed, snapping open as something rippled through him. He looked around until he caught sight of a dream slowly corrupting into a nightmare. He went toward it, reaching his hand out to the newfound nightmare. His fingers only brushed it before he was taken into a dark area.

He glanced around, looking for any signs of anyone. Everything suddenly brightened, but not by much. All he could see was a dimly lit area and someone running away from something from nightmares. A monster with a mask, consuming all light there.

It soon turned back to nothingness as the thing had seen him. What once lay before him was now a skeletal figure covered in black, spiked tentacles swaying behind. Their glowing bluish purple eyelight seemed to look right through him.

It said nothing as Parasomnia stared at it. They gripped their staff tightly, weary of him. "Are you Nightmare?" He asked the thing, wondering if it was the right thing.

It stared at him, a grin forming on its face. It nodded. "Yes... And no.. I am NightTerror..." He said in chilling voice. "Who are you, and why shouldn't I kill you right now?"

Parasomnia shuddered as he spoke. A shiver ran through his spine. The aura was frightening. "I am Parasomnia.. I am here to stop you. You're disrupting the nightmare and dream balance!" He spoke, finding some determination to speak up. "I make sure the balance stays the way it is by creating dreams and destroying your nightmares. And if needed, I will create some nightmares to restore it."

NightTerror laughed unsettlingly. "I see. A friend of my brother then." He hissed, sending a glare toward him. His tentacles straightened up, ready to attack. "Then I'll have no choice but to kill you too!" He yelled, tentacles lashing out.

Parasomnia flinched back, holding his staff up to block them. He could sense the power he held and knew he didn't have the strength just yet to fight him. In desperation, he slashed the crescent blade, striking him across the face.

NightTerror hissed in pain, clawing at his face as it seemed to burn from contact. He stumbled back, hands over his face as he made a portal out of the nightmare realm. That's what this place was. He backed into the portal, disappearing.

Parasomnia watched, terror clear on his face. He hadn't meant this, but it was what was done. He looked around after a moment of terror, noticing the place becoming unstable. He had to get out before the nightmare collapsed.

He woke up suddenly, shooting up, eye sockets snapping open. He looked around to see the familiar surroundings of when he met DayDream. He was unaware of how hard he was breathing until a moment later.

He stood up, glancing around to make sure no one else was there. He sighed as he closed his sockets momentarily to catch his breath.

He stood in silence there, catching himself up. Moments later he knew what was needed, reopening his eye sockets. His eyelights glinted, a determined look on his face. He turned around and looked up slightly. "We will meet again someday, I swear it... And when I do, you better give me your best."

To be continued...

The Legend of the DreamVerse : Part One - “Nightmare and Dream”

A long time ago there was a tree. This tree was the center of all the positivity and negativity of the multiverse, residing in a place called Dreamtale. But this place was different. This tree contained all the dreams and nightmares of the multiverse.

This was no ordinary Dreamtale, not the one you may know of at least. Two beings lived here. Nightmare and Dream, the two guardians of the tree. These two guardians weren't the ones more commonly known as the positivity and negativity, but dreams and nightmares, which is already known. These two specialize in their fields, Nightmare having the ability to change any dream into a nightmare, and for Dream it's vice versa.

The tree had two types of apples. They were not negative apples nor positive apples, but they were dream apples and nightmare apples. If a dream one was eaten, the consumer would be protected from all natural nightmares for the rest of their lives. If a nightmare one was eaten, the consumer would be terrorized by nightmares.

Now this is where the story begins. The story of Nightmare and Dream and how they came to be.

Nightmare and Dream were sitting at the tree with eachother, telling eachother stories like they usually did. Nightmare held his hand to his mouth in order to suppress his giggles and laughter as Dream told a story. He watches as Dream made crazy gestures.

Dream jumped onto a rock, looking as though he were looking for something. "And then the man stood on the cliff overlooking everything and said 'Tis I who climbed all the way up here. They told me that I could not do it, and here I prove them wrong.' And suddenly, the rock beneath him have way and he FELL." He jumped off the rock, dramatically falling. "But then, the clouds picked him up and carried him safely to the ground!" He said as he pretended to float until he sat next to Nightmare. "Did you like the story?"

Nightmare nodded, patting his head. "Of course I did." He answered with a smile. It was always nice hanging out with Dream and he really enjoyed it. Atleast until some kids came over.

The kids asked Dream if he wanted to play with them. Of course Dream said yes, turning to Nightmare and asking if he wanted to join. Nightmare refused, saying he didn't need to play.

When Dream left, Nightmare smiled sadly. Though he enjoyed hanging out with Dream, when the kids came and took him things bad happened.

As he was crying, he failed to notice the few adults approaching. One of them yelled to him, catching his attention. "Hey, why are you crying you little brat?" Nightmare scooted back until he was against the tree. "N-Nothing.." He answered.

One of the adults went up to him and kicked him, earning a whimper from the small guardian. "No one likes you here, just die!" Another yelled, picking him up and throwing him to the ground away from the tree. He was forced to the ground by the adult and in a desperate attempt, he kicked him hard.

The adult staggered back as Nightmare ran to the tree and looked at the dark blue nightmare fruits. The adult stopped and watched as Nightmare grabbed one and ate it.

The adults stepped back, fear shown on their faces. Nightmare didn't know what to do as he started hearing a voice telling him to eat more. He listened to the voice, eating more apples. The voice got louder and louder, yelling at him to eat them all and destroy all the dream ones.

The adults watched in horror as he ate them all. He looked at the adults, unaware of why they were looking at him like that. He looked down at his hand as he felt something drop onto it. A thick grey substance was on it and he wiped his mouth with his hand, seeing the same substance on his palm. He screamed in agony as he felt a snap in his back. The same sludge dripped out of a hole in his back. Soon the hole was filled with something and he looked back to see a tentacle coming out of his back with spikes on it.

His vision was blurred as he was about to reach the last two. He stopped to look as he saw his brother through the crowd.

Dream shoved his way through to his brother. "Brother, what has happened to you?!" He shouted as he watched in fear.

The townsfolk pushed Dream back, saying that they would protect him and stop that monster. Nightmare glared at them, a burning hatred in his eyelight. "Monster?! You're the monsters! You deserve what you're going to get. I'll show you what a REAL monster looks like!"

The tentacles on his back shot out, impaling the townsfolk. They shoved eachother as they desperately tried to get away, but their attempts were futile.

Dream snuck past as Nightmare did this, looking at the two last apples. He grabbed hold of one and turned to his brother. Nightmare turned around just in time to see this, his tentacles reaching toward him.

Dream ate the apple, feeling that light spread within him. The tentacles stopped short of him, recoiling back as the light kept them from going further.

They fought eachother, each of them landing hits. Dream was tiring out fast as Nightmare attacked mercilessly. He was too strong. Nightmare was too strong for him to defeat and he knew if he stayed longer, Nightmare would kill him.

He used one last attack to blind Nightmare momentarily. He took advantage quickly of this, grabbing the last apple and fleeing.

Nightmare looked at the tree tree regained his sight, seeing no more apples. He cut the tree down as he grinned maliciously. "I'll see you soon Dreamy." He said to himself as he walked through the dust and dead bodies of humans and monsters.

He was going to kill Dream and destroy the last apple. He thought Dream had the last apple, not knowing he had the second. He planned on destroying the apple, even if it meant killing Dream. "I'll see you soon..."

(That is the first part of a new multiverse called DreamVerse. This is a completely new storyline to this new multiverse. As of now, Nightmare and Dream's designs are not out and their names are temporary. For now they are Sleep!Nightmare and Sleep!Dream but these might be changed.

I hope you guys like this new multiverse and it's storyline. The designs for Nightmare and Dream will be out in the near future as well as the next part of this story. Until next time guys! To be continued.)