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Merlin's arms strain with the effort of hauling Arthur, barely-conscious, towards the misty shores of Avalon. It takes little more than his presence to call the Sidhe forth from their sanctuary in the lake, but Arthur groans with both pain and shock as their winged blue forms fly out of the water.
"You must save him! I am willing to give up my own life, but he must live!"
Arthur weakly struggled in Merlin's supportive arms, protesting Merlin's plan now that it had become clear that Merlin was set on self-sacrifice.
Hovering above the gleaming surface if the lake, one Sidhe gave Merlin a sharp, almost menacing, grin.
"While we cannot take your life to exchange for his, Emrys, there is another sacrifice you can make that would save your king."
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Arthur gently places a young tree that's barely tall enough to brush against his knees into a prepared spot in the center of the royal gardens.
There are no tears on his face, for he ran out of those long ago.
"I hope you like the view from here, Merlin. I think you'll be able to see out over all of Camelot in a couple years."
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The knights watched as Arthur viciously pulls out the axes that had been stuck in the tree's trunk and had carved a large gouge in its base. Arthur whirled around at them, and many, including his closest companions on the round table, flinched back at his near-feral expression.
Arthur's eyes locked into the spy responsible for this.
"Anyone who so much as touches this tree pays for their transgression with their head."
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"So you can perform the spell, then?"
"We can, your majesty, but only with the proper materials. A blade bearing the lifeblood of 300 men and 3 dragon scales are not easy to come by."
Arthur leans forward from where he's sitting on his throne, his eyes wild in a way that disturbingly reminds the druid delegation of the look in Uther Pendragon's eyes as he hunted down every living creature with a hint of magic.
"Do not concern yourselves with that. I will gather these materials for you. Just make sure that you can perform the ritual successfully when the time comes."
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Two pairs of eyes, the owners of which both believed themselves to be dead moments before, blink open to the same sunny morning. An unforgettable morning that they had both lived through before, many years prior.
This was, after all, the morning that their destiny was set into motion.
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I hope you enjoyed this! I tried to write some scenes that are implied in larluce's au, but are never directly shown, so that you aren't spoiled for many scenes in the au!
Check out the time travel au here! (You should definitely go read it right now because it's awesome!!)
Can you make a master post for your time travel au drawings? I can't find them all and it's sooooooo good!!!!
DAWWW >////< okay anon JUST for u :]!!! (and also anyone else who needs it :3)
All comics are read from left to right
START
Syrup Village
Strawhat interlude 1
Iceburg is so confused
Marines talk about upcoming strawhat rookie superstars
Bon Clay’s cover stories: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14
Franky Family is concerned bout Franky
What’s goin down in Skypiea?
The encounter at Sabaody Archipelago
The Poseidon timesave strat
Ace cover stories: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
ASL bros reunite + wheryheart's lovely add on :)
Whitebeard Alliance
Whole cake Island AKA Zeus retrieval
Disclaimer: Inspired by Geokat's Take the World by Storm but my time travel au is it's own seperate original work :) (except for parts 1 to 3 of the ace cover stories but like,,, cmon,,, THAT WAS TOO GOOD TO NOT ADAPT)
Wow. Don't get me started or I may write something about it. It's perfect!
Time Travel AU (again, I know. get over it) in which the Future Nico looked after his younger self in his homeless days and is the one who sent the dreams to the present Percy Jackson, informing him of what danger the present Nico's in.
I'm loving how I can almost wedge this Time Travel AU into the canon so effortlessly.
How do you think Baldwin would act if he saw the immodest clothing that we consider normal today? Like if he meet reader from the future our times and saw what she was wearing?? I feel like it would be super interesting to see
Mmmmh that's a great question.
I think that on first impact he'd be quite baffled, like that would be considered underwear in Medieval times so you can see why he'd react like that.
Being the gentleman and virtuous man he is, he would opt to avoid the sight himself to not "fall into temptation", but I also see him as gently suggesting you wear something more... modest.
Now, depending on the scenario it could go two ways: either you from the future traveled back to 12th century Jerusalem or he traveled in the future to wherever you live.
In the first case, it'd be quite hard to convince him that what you're wearing is deemed as normal in your times. Well, it would probably be hard to convince him that you're from the future in the first place.
The second scenario would be... quite more shocking for Baldwin, but it would lead to some clarifiacations much much sooner. I mean, you could take him outside for a walk and he'd soon realize that EVERYONE dresses like this now (or at least most people).
And that walk around your town would be so funny to see because Baldwin would be refusing to look anywhere but the ground for a good half hour before you convince him that it's not sinful to just see what other people are wearing!
But I must say, in both scenarios he'd come to terms with the fact that time changes things, and clothes are probably the quickest thing to change since the beginning of time. He wouldn't judge you for what you wear, he'd only get an idea for you based on your personality and your mind. After all, his own condition has taken almost all prejudice he could have based on appearances.
I’m honestly rooting for Belos to get back to the human realm, just so that we can see him have twenty separate fits. Like imagine:
“AAAAAA SO MUCH LIGHT SO MANY NOISES WHAT THE-”
“Wait… women and Black people have RIGHTS now??”
“What are furries? They seem nice!”
“You’re telling me those infernal flying cylinders are MANMADE? And they go HOW FAST??? IN THE AIR???”
BIGGEST shoutout to the Collector pointing out what we’ve been saying for weeks: that Belos, a 17th century man, will not be going back to the Earth he knew (and maybe he won’t like how it’s changed):
I was just imagining this absolutely ridiculous scenario but:
thinking of buck and Eddie time travelling back to the first day they met, like maybe a few seconds right as they lock eyes when Bobby is introducing them. so enough time to comprehend what's going on but like,,, they can't do anything about it
and Buck cuts Bobby off and goes "Eddie!!!" and Eddie's like "Buck???" and they kind of just run towards each other and crash into a hug, just squeezing like crazy and laughing.
And Buck's like holding Eddie's face in his hands and turning his head every which way like "Omg you look so young and cute" and Eddie's just laughing like "you're one to talk, you literally look like a baby" while tangling his fingers in buck's hair because it's no longer as curly as it was later because of how buck styled it and he never got to touch it before at this point
and there's a cough behind them and they let go of each other, but they're still kind of wrapped around each other and the entire crew is just staring at them like "what the fuck"
and buck is a fucking troll and gives this shit eating grin and goes "let me introduce you to Eddie Diaz, my absolute best friend and the father of the child of my heart" and he's not joking but he jsut wanted to see people's faces
before his eyes kinda go wide and he turns back to Eddie like, "wait, do you think chris remembers me?" since apparently they've gone back in time???? no one else in the room seems like they did, so did anyone else??? what if chris looks at him like a stranger after he's been co-parenting him for years?
Eddie just shrugs, unbothered, and goes, "I have no clue but even if he doesn't, I'm sure he'll love you just as much as the first time you met. you're his buck" and buck visibly takes psychic damage and nearly crumbles because he loves his little family
anyways, throughout this entire thing, everyone is just not sure what to think, because? apparently buck knows this new guy, and they've never heard of him before? and they're all over each other and they seem to have been raising a kid together at some point? what's even going on?
every time Buck or Eddie opens their mouth for the rest of the shift, it's just more lore drop. people are tryna put pieces together on how they met or what their relationship is. they deny that they ever dated when asked but Eddie, from where he's laying on buck's lap goes, "but we do get that a lot, don't we?" and buck's nodding like there's nothing strange going on
shift ends with buck automatically following Eddie to his car and when someone calls out to ask where he's going, he shouts back "we're gonna go pick up our kid!!" and then they get in the car and drive away, leaving Buck's jeep in the parking lot
“Great Scott, Luke! You must go back in time and prevent your father, Anakin, from becoming a Sith Lord.”
“This is heavy.”
This is so funny. It's going into my silly little brain catalogue <3
time traveling au inspired by this post by @mountmortar
feat. confused af arthur and tired at life merlin
more of this au
AU where Padmé dies at the end of ROTS and wakes up in 22 BBY, on the night of Zam Wesell's assassination attempt.
Padmé wakes up, rolls over, and realises she hasn’t been able to do that this easily for months. Remembers everything that happened in the past couple of days. And realises her babies are nowhere in sight. And it’s dark, but this looks a hell of a lot like her room in the senate apartment complex. And oh shit, what’s that shadow moving along the wall?
She doesn’t know how she got back here, or where her children are, but she does know the galaxy is not a safe place for her right now, and shadow-skulkers are rarely up to any good. So, she grabs her blaster from under her pillow and shoots. Voila, dead assassin bugs.
Anakin predictably comes running (and Obi-Wan too). Padmé turns the blaster on him. But he’s very young. Obi-Wan is also very young. And Padmé is very confused.
Anakin is like, “Hey, what are you pointing that thing at me for? I’m supposed to be protecting you!”
And then her eyes focus on the long braid hanging over his shoulder. Short hair.
I hold that finding Padmé aiming a blaster at him would make Anakin a little less prone to AOTC-type creepiness.
And then it all starts to maybe-kind of-sort of make sense. No kids. Young Anakin. The dead bugs on the floor. Is it really possible that the Force sent her back in time as she died?
Obi-Wan still goes out the window after the droid. Anakin stays behind, however, because Padmé’s Force presence feels distinctly rattled, and she still looks frazzled, and he’s not at all sure she should be left alone.
Padmé, alone with Anakin and not exactly comfortable with it, tries for humor. She points to the bugs. “Want a midnight snack?” Anakin just stares at her. Oh, right. She hasn’t found out about that particular dietary habit of his yet, in this timeline.
Anakin is a little perplexed as to why there’s the slight ring of an inside joke to her words?
They clean up the bug carcasses, he returns to the living room, and she goes back to bed and has a long cry.
She hears a clattering from the kitchen, and a little later, Anakin knocks on her door. “You okay? I thought… I brought you tea? Obi-Wan always says this one’s good for when you’re feeling… uh… unsettled.”
Padmé is torn between equally strong desires to deal him a good, hard slap and to bury her face in his tunic and pretend the next three years haven’t already happened. Neither of which is appropriate at this juncture, so she compromises, and graciously accepts the tea.
She still goes into refuge.
Debates not even trying to show up for MCA vote, because she knows clones are already there, on Kamino. She knows Palpatine will weasel his way into getting an army even if the majority votes against MCA. And hell, she knows the vote will fail. So what’s the point?
But decides the point is to strengthen her faction and demonstrate her position. She needs to build her coalition. The good news is she already knows who she’ll be able to trust, so she can get them together faster, and then focus on recruiting more difficult allies.
She wears much more sensible clothes for refugeeing.
On the way to Naboo, she asks Anakin if he’s heard from Shmi lately. A perfectly normal conversation topic.
“No. I’ve been having dreams, though. Of Mom, she’s hurt, she’s dying, and—Obi-Wan says it’s nothing, but I just… they feel real.”
“I have a friend who’s spent time on Tatooine,” Padmé said. “I’ll ask her if she can get in touch with your mom, if that will give you some peace of mind.”
“Really? You would do that?”
“Of course.
Then she calls Sabé, and she’s like, “Hey, I need you to meet me and a friend in Mos Espa, and pretend that you found out that Shmi Skywalker was freed by and married Cliegg Lars, and lives on his moisture farm near Anchorhead.”
Sabé is like, “Ohhh… kaayyy….”
“I’ll tell you the whole story,” Padmé says, “but later, in person. First, there’s something I need you to help me with.”
A couple days into their trip, Padmé tells Anakin that Sabé reported Shmi is no longer with Watto, but she was able to find out where she went.
And Padmé’s like, “You know… we could always go to Tatooine instead. I’d probably be safer there than on Naboo, really. No one will think to look for a spoiled Mid-Rimmer on that dustball.”
Padmé and Anakin arrive in Mos Espa, and Sabé takes them straight to the Lars farm.
Padmé praying that a few extra days will buy them enough time to save Shmi. She knows she should be grateful for the chance she was given, but damn it, why couldn't the Force have dropped her even just a little farther back in time?
When Anakin heads out to go to Tusken camp, Padmé is like, "We're coming with you.”
He protests, because she needs to stay safe, but she’s like, “If you want to talk about unsafe, how about running off without backup? Sabé was a queen’s bodyguard, don’t forget, and I have the same training.” And three years more practical experience.
Anakin relents, mostly because no way he’s going to out-stubborn both Padmé and Sabé.
Padmé gets water, maybe other med things, blanket? And then she and Sabé head out with Anakin. She’s determined that there will be no slaughter today.
They get there, Shmi’s not good.
Padmé her hand on Anakin’s shoulder as they approach. Steady. I’m here. Sabé is here. You’re not alone. Shmi’s going to be okay. I hope. If she isn’t, Sabé has orders to shoot Anakin with a stun bolt while Padmé distracts him. After that… Padmé supposes she would have to call the Jedi, and she and Sabé would just have to keep stunning Anakin until one of the Order arrives to deal with him. Tough love. She prays it won’t come to that.
“Sabé, stand guard. Anakin, help me get your mother loose. Give her a little of the water.” She needs to keep him focused on being useful, and not on thoughts of bloody vengeance. Has she always been this unrattled in a crisis, or is she keeping her cool only through her determination to change the future? Padmé doesn’t even know.
Man, if Anakin fell in love with Padmé before, he really will now that she's helped save his mom.
She has a bit of euphoria from averting disaster, and then she sees Anakin staring moodily out, saber in hand. Oh, no.
“I hate them.”
“I know.”
“Jedi aren’t supposed to hate, but I want them to hurt. Like they hurt her.”
“I know. I've hated the Neimoidians ever since they invaded my planet. Hating those who harm us is a natural reaction. Just... it doesn't mean we have to act on it, you know? Because then we aren't acting any better than the people we hate."
She places one hand over his, and with the other gently tugs on the lightsaber. “Let me keep this for you. Just until you’ve got some distance from all of this. I don’t want you to do something you might regret, Ani.”
He lets go, and she hooks the saber to her own belt.
“Come on. Let’s get your mom home.”
He gives a jerky nod. “Okay.”
Padmé tries to draw Anakin out, have actual conversations instead of terrible flirting, and give him options so he doesn't feel that he's stuck in the Jedi Order.
"Anakin... I know, years ago, Master Jinn said you would be a Jedi one day, and I know you wanted to then, but... people change, you know? And there's nothing wrong with that. I just want to make sure... that you know you aren't trapped, if you find it's not for you. I have lots of connections, if you ever need them, or even if your family does."
She takes a moment, lies down, stretched out in the sun, on the sand. Just being.
Anakin wanders over. "What the kriff are you doing?"
"I'm enjoying being alive. It's something I didn't appreciate often enough, before I... before now, I guess." Teasingly, she adds, "Why don't you come join me, Ani?"
His nose wrinkles in disgust. “No thank you. I hate sand. It’s coarse, and rough, and irritating—and it gets everywhere.”
“If you say so.”
She gets up, and proceeds to shake sand out of her clothes. And hair. Anakin gives her an I-told-you-so look, as Beru tells her not to track sand inside because it gets everywhere and she just cleaned the floors. And then a wounded look, as he dodges a handful of sand she tosses at him.
“Sorry,” she tells him, only half meaning it. “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time.”
“A long time?”
Oh, kriff.
“Yes. Five minutes feels like forever when you’re waiting to throw sand at someone.”
Padmé tells Sabé everything? And then she's not keeping secrets from her like before.
"You're not getting together with that idiot Jedi again."
"Not right away."
"Not ever, you hear me, Padmé Amidala? I will fight you, knock you out cold, and carry you away to some hidden corner of the galaxy before I let you throw your life away like that."
"If you tried to fight me, you’d lose. I've had more practical experience than you at this point, Sabe. But I'll be careful, I promise. I'll only do it if I see that I can trust him. And only once Palpatine is out of the way. I, we've, already kept Anakin from the first step toward the Sith. We can do the rest. Shorten the war. Save the Republic."
A few days later, Anakin finds Padmé in the kitchen, reading from her datapad.
“I just wanted to say—thank you, Padmé. You… you really are an angel. If you hadn’t suggested calling Sabé, and if you hadn’t been there tonight—well, I don’t know what I would have done.”
“I know. It’s terribly cliché, but that’s what friends are for.”
“Friends?”
She can see the disappointment he tries to hide.
“Yes, Ani. I hope I can call you my friend.”
“It’s just… I thought, maybe…”
She lays the datapad aside and gestures for him to join her at the table.
“I was in a whirlwind romance once. It ended very badly. I can’t do that again. I won’t. I… I like you very much. But I need you to give me time, and space.”
Geonosis happens. Padmé tells Anakin to be careful before they part and he fights Dooku.
“Be careful, Ani. Try to come back in one piece, okay?”
And Anakin, being in a much more balanced frame of mind than he was in the original timeline, actually heeds her and isn’t quite so arrogant when it comes to fighting Dooku.
As the war goes on, Padmé builds an anti-war, anti-Palpatine coalition. It goes faster this time, because she knows who she should reach out to and what arguments to use
Gives them all more time to spend on recruiting other senators to the cause.
She also does some work to dig up dirt on Palpatine.
Has the Handmaidens quietly investigate his estate, financial affairs, or whatever on Naboo, too?
Padmé gets closer to the Jedi Order, spends more time with Ahsoka when she can, and gets Ahsoka to introduce her to Barriss.
Tells Barriss if she ever needs a confidante outside the Order, she’s here.
Consequently, Barriss goes to Padmé when she’s struggling, and Padmé talks to Anakin and Obi-Wan about getting her transferred out of active service.
Becomes either involved in Senate duties, working with Padmé’s coalition, or healing
Padmé also finds some way to minimize the damage from the Rako Hardeen incident.
She invites Satine to Coruscant for a political meeting of some sort, just before she would be imprisoned/Maul would appear
Maybe she and Anakin are a little matchmakery with Satine and Obi-Wan.
The war ends, maybe a little ahead of schedule or maybe not. Palpatine is outed as a Sith. Anakin has a bit of a struggle with that, but not nearly as much, and he’s able to do his Chosen One thing and help defeat him.
The Jedi look at the closeness of the crew, Barriss shares how she was floundering until Padmé stepped in. The Jedi review their stances on attachment, etc.
Padmé and Anakin, who’ve been building a close relationship over the course of the war, marry. Not secretly. Shmi gets to be there. And Obi-Wan, Ahsoka, Rex and the rest of the 501st, and the Naberrie family. Probably Satine, as well.
And let’s say Luke and Leia are just fated to exist, because it’s hard to imagine a SW universe without them.
I’m posting this as a bullet point AU, because frankly, I’ve been getting what seems like a crap ton of plot ideas lately, and there’s just no way I’m going to be able to write fics for them all.
If anyone wants to pick this up and run with it, flesh it out, make a oneshot or a multichapter fic or whatever, be my guest! (Please just make sure to notify and credit me!)