#au .

I know I’m doing one of the most cliche AU’s ever but it felt like it was calling to me. So- Royal Ok Ko AU is born!

Yapping about lore -

Results: You were slain by Thanos, for the good of the Universe. Tagging: @ anyone who wants to do this tbh.

On his last legs, vision blurred as he nodded slowly to Ben. Though it hurt, he knew what he had to do and what they’d discussed. He saw the recognition in his best friend’s eyes as he reacted to the set, determined line of Reed’s working jaw and started to limp off, his squared shoulders the last he’d probably ever see of him. He heard him turn and drag off Susan in a vice like grip he knew only too well and her angry cries that turned to mindless tears and begging for him to come with them, to think of their kids, to think of her and it was hard not to turn back and scream that they were exactly what he was thinking about. That his children would never know the anguish of losing them both. Not what he’d known. A mother lost to death, a father lost to grief and madness shortly thereafter. No they’d have each other. They’d figure it out. He’d left them the pieces of the puzzle, all they had to do was work together with the avengers and figure it out. 

Swallowing, he took his stand beside his brother in law. Their last exchange one of grim-set smiles and a clap on either’s shoulder. 

“ Flame on kid, ” his voice was rough and full of emotion. 

Skulduggery Pleasant meets Gravity falls (I'm just mixing shit together bro this autism stuff ain't easy 😮‍💨)

beverly feels herself grow quiet , bracing herself for the pain she is about to feel , knowing exactly what he means; that he’s letting her go , no sugarcoating it there when it feels obvious by how heavy everything in the room feels. she begins to tear up , ducking her head , not wanting him to feel bad; she never should have assumed that he would stay with her throughout everything , because people break promises sometimes , don’t they ?

She’d only meant to escape the rain.

Rune had overused her powers when avoiding her ex boyfriend at the pub. Bar. Whatever they were called there. She was stuck in her cat form for another fifteen hours because of it, and that made finding a place to stay dry much harder than she’d expected. No one was willing to let a random cat hide in the corner of their shop until the rain stopped, and there were much fewer options outside than she would have thought.

Which left her with one option: a random door.

It was simple enough to sneak into the apartment building when a tenant entered. They didn’t look twice at her, so focused on the phone in their hands, which suited her just fine. Rune didn’t need someone chasing her out back into the storm that had sprung up. She’d wait it out inside and leave when it cleared. It was a foolproof plan.

She chose a doorway that was far enough up and in that there was no chance of the cold wind following her. There was no telling how long she’d be stuck inside in her cat form and she wasn’t going to let the weather make her any more miserable than she had to be. It was bad enough she wasn’t going to be able to sleep in her own bed that night. But this hallway was quiet and warm, and Rune found herself drifting off as she curled up on the mat.

Only to be awoken when the resident of the apartment actually showed up, nudging her with his foot. She swiped at him halfheartedly, but perked up when the door opened. It was far warmer in his apartment than it was in the hallway, and she slipped in before he could shut the door behind him, hoping he wouldn’t notice or wouldn’t care.

The latter seemed to be true, at least for the moment. Maybe it was the late hour or maybe it was…whatever it was that was on his suit (it smelled terrible), but he barely spared her a second glance before he started tugging his tie off on the way to his room.

She would only stay until the storm was over or she could regain human form, she told herself. It wouldn’t be long and he’d never realize she had left.

She managed to hold to that for a full half hour, until he left his bathroom, towel around the waist, freshly showered. Rune couldn’t help but stare, eyes following a stray trail of water as he walked back to his room.

Oh. Had he looked like that?

Maybe she could stay just a little longer, if he'd let her. She'd even be nice and curl up on his lap.

Erik hadn’t been paying enough attention to his coworkers. Apparently he was too focused on the movements and connections of the Elysion agents to even look at what the other FBI agents were actually up to. And he only realized that when he returned to find out that Adelrune Nott, the granddaughter of Tristan Alcott, was currently in their custody.

Which was odd, as she wasn’t a part of Elysion, at least not yet. He’d heard rumor that Tristan wanted to bring her in, to train her, to replace him as its head, but as far as he was aware, she’d never set foot inside one of the bases. So how, he wondered, did anyone find out about her, let alone find her to arrest her? He’d never once reported on her, as he had always thought she was completely unconnected.

The rest of the team had caught wind of Tristan Alcott’s current location and had left to deal with him, which meant Erik was left all alone and very, very bored. If he was going to be responsible, he would have gone back to his gym to wait out the upcoming battle and deal with any waiting challengers, but this was Erik. He was never responsible. Instead he found himself leaning against the wall inside of Rune’s interrogation room, quietly watching the young woman who was handcuffed to the table.

She’d tried to ignore him at first, judging from the way she’d actively avoided looking at him. But he was nothing if not persistent, and he was well aware that she’d had little non-hostile contact in the…36? or so hours that she’d been held. She’d talk, he was sure of it. He had the time to wait it out.

It only took another five minutes before she looked up, glaring daggers at the green haired man. “What do you want?” she hissed, all the pain, the anger, the fear lacing her every word. “Have you come to mock me as well? I have done nothing.”

“I know.”

“I—you…what?” Erik’s simple reply caught Rune off guard, and she stumbled over her words, having expected more accusations. Erik couldn’t help the smirk. She’d been so close to continuing her tirade against him. A small part of him regretted cutting her off so soon. Erik tsk’ed at her, grinning, not moving from the wall. “Now, now, little princess-“ he took note of the slight frown at the nickname, making a mental note to continue it, “you’re stuck here until your grandpa takes your place.”