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All-Stars Aftermatch GaidenIt was over. The most important meeting in the short story of the All-Stars Division had come to an end, and the status quo of the association was shifted.
The All-Stars Division was created to entertain the almighty Michael, but the game didn’t get that much money from him/her. The meeting’s purpose was to shut down the whole operation. The Santa Monica Studios executive appealed to Sony, and assumed the responsibility of keeping the game running for Michael’s sake, and the Sony executive complied.
By the end of the meeting, Sony cut ties with the All-Stars Division, and Santa Monica put Polygon Man in charge, while hiring a mysterious lady with a pet snake as a general manager.
Polygon Man: I find it funny how life treats you. One day, I am a scrapped mascot of a great business. The next day, I am the boss fight of the business’ face game. And the next, I’m the literal boss of the people of that game! I should give myself a pat in the back.
Snake lady: Y
What if: Jak and Torn TrilogyWhat if: Jak & Daxter becomes Jak & Torn
Here’s a wild pitch. An idea of how the whole universe of Jak and Daxter could have been transformed if there was just a single change in the plot:
Praxis’ betrayal against Damas is the event that lead to pretty much everything in the series. So, going with the idea of a failed attempt, which ended with Praxis being banished instead, I’ll try to give the whole thing a twist while keeping the characters in continuity.
Also, notice that I’ll refer to Jak as Jak instead of Mar. The way things could have gone, Mar would have never gone through a name change, but still, Jak has a better ring to it.
The story would begin in Haven City, with Jak being both the heir to the throne a hero of the Krimzon Guard, which was created to fight the Metal Heads(Made by Damas instead. There’s no Underground nor Freedom League). The city, which didn’t go through a tyrannical empire, resembles more the settlements found on
Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader |Mom or Dad?| CrackficLevi was a very flexible man, who could deal with a variety of things. He could deal with titans, Mikasa's glaring, Eren's whining, his wife's moodiness when she was pregnant, and his obnoxious little baby girl's crying.
But there was one thing Levi could never get used to. That, would be his wife's need to win everything. Basically, you were a very competitive person, and boy did it show. You even found a way to be competitive when you were growing Levi's little brat inside of you, by saying you were going to give birth to a girl, after Levi dumbly said it might be a boy.
What a mistake that was.
Don't get him wrong, Levi definitely did love you and all, but a combination of you suddenly yelling at him for not agreeing and then crying, before ignoring him for the rest of the day (which didn't really work out that much since you needed his help waddling around, you were 8 months pregnant after all).
So Levi made it his top priority to not ever trigger your annoying competitiveness. But
The Swear Jar Origins (2P!Kirklands x Reader)“W-Where is it?!” Artie looked all over the house but he couldn’t find it. He started to sweat and panic as Eoin and Allistor checked all over the house and Liam comforting him.
“I’m sure it’ll turn up Artie. Calm down,”
“B-But I-I need it!” Artie started to hyperventilate. It’s been going on three days and there were no signs of his beloved swear jar. He looked all over the house for it and came up with nothing. He was so distressed that Matthew called Allistor who called the rest to help him. Soon, they were all looking for Artie’s swear jar. Even _____________ started to help when she and Matt came home from school with Alfred, who seemed more smug than usual.
“Still hadn’t found it?” said Matthew
“Nae and it’s getting’ serious,” said Liam, “Artie is really attached to that thing,”
“Where is he now?” said ____________
“Sleeping it off in his room,
Happiness [Puppy!Eren x Reader] [AU] Drabble
“Eren! Wait! Get back here!”
The friction beneath your feat gave way as you chased after the little ball of energy dragging your textbook by his teeth. Growls vibrated in his chest as he bounced all along the way.
What a way to spend your Friday; trying to wrap up your homework for the weekend, then chasing after your new puppy threatening to shred your book to pieces. You had not owned him for very long. Your college life left you rather lonesome, spending so many quiet nights in your apartment, reading and studying. That was when, one fateful shopping day, you came across this little fella. Immediately, you fell in love with him. To begin with, he was adorable. His fur was a velvety brown, and his green eyes twinkled with a youthful liveliness. In the midst of his tumbling and wrestling, he caught your line of sight. Making a b-line for the window, he placed his little paws against the window, gazing into your eyes, panting and wagging his tail. He paid anyone else no hee
Zelda's Childhood (TonyxReader) One-ShotThere was a rapid knock on the door, making you groan as you took another bite of your cheesecake slice. Tony had set his small, robotic toy that he was currently making aside, glasses on the brim of his nose. He gave you a look.
“You’re not gonna get that, are you?”
“I got it last time,” you shrugged.
“No, I did,” he sighed, getting up. “And the last time...and the last time. I pretty much always answer the door.”
“Love you~” you grinned, blowing him a kiss.
He rolled his eyes and opened the door, the frown on his face disappearing and being replaced with a huge smile. Today yours and his daughter decided to visit you both. She stood there, wearing her favorite purple jumper with black converse with a smile that was very similar to Tony’s.
“Zelda!” Tony grinned, throwing his arms around her in a tight hug.
“Is that Zelda?” you asked, leaning against the kitchen door frame
FEMININE dad || Father!Aoba x Son!Reader [1/10]
“D-Dad, stop it.”
“Hold still or else I'll mess up!”
You were struggling against the tight hold that your dad had on you as he tried his best to straighten your suit.
Tonight you would take out your date to a fancy restaurant and asked your father for advice since he still was pretty young – in his early thirties – for someone who was the guardian of a 17 year old
He got you at a pretty young age – he hadn't done half things back then if you now what I mean – and since your mother had no intention to keep you after your birth she had given you to Aoba.
It had been an one-night stand after all, so there had never been any romantic feelings but the blue haired male had welcomed you with open arms and thanks to the help from his own grandmother Tae he had been able to feed and raise you on his own.
Right now your father, who had his longer hair in a high ponytail, was fighting with the blue tie that he tried to tie for y
I Hate Magnets - Bucky x Reader
“If I could just reach for it…”
You stood on your tippy toes with a hand outstretched. Just an inch out of your reach was a Twinkie- on the top shelf of the cabinet.
“Just one more inch!” You bit your tongue. One more inch before you could taste sweet heaven.
Your fingers successfully touched it. “Yes!” Now all you had to do was grab it.
Astonishment riddled your features.
Looking in the direction where the Twinkie was taken you saw Bucky happily munching on it. He took a liking to these little cakes after Steve successfully persuaded him to move into Stark’s Tower with him and you.
Unfortunately like Thor, he too started munching away on your not-so-secret Twinkie stash.
Bucky leaned on the kitchen counter smirking.
“Bucky… that was my Twinkie” You said.
He chewed and swallowed before replying, “It doesn’t have your name on it”
Incredulous, you replied, “That was the l
Carry Out (Levi/Rivaille x Reader x Various) AU
'Baby, you’re looking fine, I have you open all night like an iHop~'
You immediately went still for a moment, eggs forgotten on the frying pan. Marco who had been next to you, tending to his croissants, paused to look at you.
"(Name), you okay?"
"THIS IS MY SONG!" You blurted in his ear that had been a bit too near you.
"What?" He asked, more confused by the loudness of your exclamation than what you'd actually said.
"This is my jaaaam!"
You pointed the spatula in your hand at him as the music from your portable radio continued.
"'Cause it's me, you, you, me, me, you all night~"
The freckled male blushed an expected bright red at your words whereas you continued undeterred. You rotated to Eren across the room and belted the lyrics at him, slightly swaying your hips to the beat. The sudden attention surprised him before he too turned a flattering crimson colour and a small stream of blood trickled down his nose.
"Have it your, way, foreplay, before I f
The Swear Jar Origins 'Omake'“Alright boys! Training is over for today!” Alban bellowed. The boys all stretched as a woman smiled at the family.
“Would you like some oatcakes wee ones?” the boys looked at their father who nodded. He recognized her from the neighboring village. The woman smiled and pats their heads. She then spied Artie.
“Aw! Isn’t she the cutest little thing!” she snuggled and huggled Artie tightly, “Cute wee little lass!”
“I’m a boy!” Artie whined looking at the woman with large blue eyes. She squealed again.
“Still you’re so cute!” she pats his head again and went off. Allistor and Liam laughed hard.
“It’s okay Artie,” said Eoin ruffling his hair, “You’ll grow into your manly looks,”
“Pfft, he’ll always be a cute wee little girl,” Allistor laughed, “Especially with his cute little kilt!” Artie perked up and glared at him. Liam distanced himse
Mt. Kuroo (Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader)
It was a jet black and spiky abomination that spanned at least ten centimeters tall, which blocked everything from its path. Your finger tapped impatiently against the wooden desk…yet another year of sitting behind this thing.
The start of your second year in high school began with the usual. In other words, you were assigned to sit behind a certain someone who didn’t have the decency to brush his hair in the morning. To sum it all up in two words, Kuroo Tetsurou.
The volleyball player who you were cursing in your mind cranked his head to meet your eyes with a lazy grin.
“Ah, (Name)-chan! We’re going to be seatmates again. How was your summer?”
You leaned forward and flicked his forehead with an annoyed sigh. “Don’t get so familiar with me.” You shot back with clear distaste at his use of your first name. “I can never seem to get rid of your stupid face every year, huh.”
“You say the same thing every year b
Persona 5's Velvet Room TheoryPersona 5's Velvet Room Theory
Given the nature of the Velvet Room servants, by P5, Margaret would have already left the Velvet Room (Theo too if you still count him). Thus, Igor feels all alone, and falls to a depression.
The P5 protagonist finds him lost and drunk in some sort of dark alley, since he has apparently crashed the last Velvet Room, the limousine, into some sort of tree between dreams and reality.
Thus, when Igor does fusions, most tend to go wrong since he's still kinda drunk. The money you give him for the compendium goes to Igor's "Buy a new Velvet Room" fundation.
By the end of the game, he has collected enough money to buy himself a tent, and becomes a camper. Thus, the Velvet Tent is born.
Any resident of the Velvet Room in Persona 6 is called a boy scout, and Social Link cards are replaced with merit badges.
Somewhere, Philemon is disappointed.
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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