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THE ALTERNATE UNIVERSE MEME.
the alternate universe meme
how to play
1. post with your character, name and canon in the subject line.
2. feel free to mention which aus you’re willing or not willing to play in the body of the comment.
3. tag by rolling for an alternate universe setting using rng.
4. or tag by picking whatever au you’d like to play in most.
5. have fun!
alternate universes
i - all human: in an all human au, characters who are canonically vampires, werewolves or superheroes, are now humans, with corresponding changes to their backstories.
ii - apocalypse: a portmanteau of "apocalypse fic", apocafic is fiction set during or after some sort of apocalypse, or end of the world. some canons carry a built-in apocalypse against which the protagonists are fighting: in apocafic, they lose. for example, apocafic in stargate and x-files is usually set after the alien occupation; supernatural apocafic is set on a demon-controlled earth.
iii - band: an alternate universe in which the characters are members in, or form a band. often, the instruments they plan and their roles in the band are analogous to their canon identities. for example, tony stark might be cast as the fame-hungry lead singer who is also a musical genius, or river tam might be a classically trained pianist who, after a terrible experience at julliard, writes songs for mal reynold's grunge rock band, serenity.
iv - circus: circus aus are a popular trope in fanfic and sometimes fanart. using a circus as a setting means introducing the characters to each other in a close-knit community. that can help break down barriers between them and make them bond together against the outside world which may not understand them as well as the other characters do. it also brings a sense of adventure and the idea that this world may have different rules and everything is possible. a circus can also be a good place for characters to go undercover and meet the love of their lives.
v - coffee shop: the barista au (or coffeeshop au, or the closely related bakery au) is a popular fanfiction trope in livejournal fandoms. in most cases, one half of the main pairing is the barista and the other is or becomes their favorite customer; in some stories the whole cast works at a coffee shop. this trope is especially popular in fandoms where one character is very attached to coffee, either in canon or in fanon, or is frequently stressed.
vi - college/high school: college fic is a popular genre of fanfic (less often a genre of fanart) that places characters together in college or another secondary institution such as the starfleet academy in star trek fic (then called "academy fic"). this can be canon stories, for example backstory if characters have or could have met during college, or college aus, similar to high school aus. in science fiction, historical or fantasy fandoms the present day college au is a popular subgenre of the modern au that puts fantastic or historical characters in more mundane everyday settings.
vii - cop/detective: an alternate universe in which the characters are cast as cops or investigators of some kind. often, the canon villain is also cast as the villain in the story. this might be set in modern times, or in a noir-like environment, complete with gangsters and femme fatales.
viii - daemons: his dark materials is a fantasy trilogy by philip pullman. the trilogy consists of the golden compass (1995; published in the uk as northern lights), the subtle knife (1997), and the amber spyglass (2000). there are currently two companion novellas: lyra's oxford (2003) and once upon a time in the north (2008). a movie adaptation of the first book was released in theatres in late 2007. humans have their souls living outside their body in the form of an animal companion. males have female souls and females have male souls. the animals often correspond to the character’s personality.
ix - fantasy: an alternate universe populated with fantastical characters like elves, dwarves, unicorns, sorcerers, and dragons. canon characters might be cast as analogous races (e.g. clint barton or katniss everdeen as elf archers) or they might be humans in a fantastical setting. characters also might be able to secretly shape-shift into another form, like a dragon, and therefore is related closely to were/vampire/supernatural aus.
x - historical: a historical au is a fanwork which moves characters into a different historical period than their canon setting. typically this involves taking "contemporary" characters (from the late 20th century or 21st century) and putting them in an earlier historical period (such as the 19th century or before). popular settings for historical aus include: pirates, america's old west, britain's regency period, ancient rome, a vague facsimile of medieval england such as robin hood, and many others.
xi - hooker/porn/stripper: hookerfic is a type of fanfic where one or more of the characters is a sex worker. there are many different types of hookerfic, ranging from more realistic depictions to the more common pretty woman-type fantasy of a hooker with a heart of gold, rescued from life on the streets by a client. sex work of all kinds is portrayed—brothels, escorts, street prostitution, "call-girls" as well as strippers and go-go boys.
xii - magic: magic aus are alternate universe fanworks that incorporate magic in fandoms where there is no magic present in canon. (or in some cases, fanworks that make a canon with magic more magical.) they differ from elf aus in that there may be magic without any elves showing up, and are opposites of all human and mundane aus.
xiii - neighbors/roomates: an alternate universe where the canon characters live next-door to one another, or in the same apartment building or complex, or in the same apartment. often, this is also an all-human au, if the canon characters are powered in some way. the forced proximity is usually used to create romantic tension between characters.
xiv - space/sci-fi: a space au is an alternate universe where a source set on earth is transported into space; works are often referred to as "[fandom] in spaaaaaaaaace!" the trope can be a form of crackfic, but often includes surprisingly serious reinterpretations of the most earthbound of sources, particularly historical fiction written or set before space exploration. cyberpunk trappings such as robots, cyborgs and ais are often included.
xv - steampunk: steampunk was originally a term for a sub-genre of speculative fiction that imitated 19th century "scientific romances" like the work of jules verne and h.g. wells. later, the term was applied to a general aesthetic involving styles that would be "futuristic" from the perspective of the 19th century. steampunk appears in fanworks as both a genre and an aesthetic. there are some fandoms for which the canon is steampunk(-ish), e.g. the secret adventures of jules verne, but more often it is found as steampunk alternate universe.
xvi - western: the western is a genre of fiction set in the later half of the 19th century in the western part of north america, especially the united states, but also canada and mexico. sometimes also included in the genre are stories about western-type characters and plots in other settings, e.g. "space westerns" (in science fiction settings) and contemporary westerns (set in the western part of contemporary north america).
xvii - were/vamp/supernatural: a reversal of the all-human, in these fics characters who are normally human are now supernatural creatures of some kind the most common being werewolves or vampires.
xviii - choose your own: self-explanatory! choose your own option.
( taken from here. )
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As for the whole hooker/porn/stripper thing, I can imagine that one situation is that they have a client/hooker relationship, and obviously starts having feelings, etc etc. It could be fun. Or another interesting one could be that they're both belong to the same pimp / brothel and that maybe one of them are new to it but piques the interest of the other. I can see it going either way, and Badou playing either role tbh!
But yeah! I'm good with any of those. Which do you like? :)) Or any other ideas haha Like I said I don't know Kise really so I'm not sure what kind of AU fits him best!)
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Kise will always make great hookerI mean, uh, I didn't say that :') He's pretty guy so I can see him be something like that. Maybe Badou can be his pimp? He looks like bossy guy and everything. He will have certain dose of cockiness in any situation when it comes to this prompt because he'soverlyvery confident in his looks (and seducing abilities in this case).Wow we are discussing two things at same time XD Which one is the most tempting... man both are tempting Dx)
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Is that ok? :) Ofc if you do prefer the hookerversething, for lack of a better name, lolol, maybe Badou can be client or fellow hooker, it's just that I can't see him being an effective pimp haha... poorguy. But really I love both ideas too!)
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Badou's standing in line. Again. It seemed like today he was just standing in lines fucking everywhere. First it was the smokes. When he had mustered the courage to finally shut off his alarm by smacking it with a freckled hand, then, like always, reach for a cig, he had found the box empty. Whatthefuck. But by some great stroke of luck, the corner convenience store was closed and the next closest one had a gigantic line he stood in for three minutes. Three minutes!
And so, Badou's not happy. Once again, he's in line, and he doesn't remember this coffee shop ever having a line of more than two people. Since he moved to the neighbourhood two months ago, he's been coming to this coffee shop almost every day. Is there an event going on today or something? Special coffee? Free coffee? National line-up-for-coffee-with--Badou-at-10:38 AM day? Badou really doesn't care because all he wants is his caffeine fix that he can bring out with him onto the patio. He's usually nice enough not to light up a cloud indoors but just this goddamn wait coupled with his horrid wake up scene. Badou sighs, and looks at the four people in front of him, before turning his green eye to the barista.
What's his name again? Badou's sure that he knows but without caffeine and enough nicotine, he isn't sure he has enough brain capacity at the moment to remember. Kiss? Keiss? Kaise? No... it was some Japanese name right? Doesn't matter, he'll ask. Again. But he's sure nice to look at during a lineup. It almost makes it less annoying. Almost. The line moves and Badou's fingers itch for the cigarettes in his pocket. So he grabs the box and shakily tugs it free from the paper and plastic wrapping. He lifts it to his lips and lets it sit there. His next sigh is mixed with relief as he pushes a strand of red hair out of his eye.
"Shit..."
Really, the guy's not half bad looking. Badou figures that he's never really had the time to really look at this barista before. Blond... Amber eyes... and quite tall too. Badou's quite tall himself but he still has a habit of noticing tall people. Ah, finally his turn. He fishes out his wallet with one hand, while his other hand holds onto his pack of cigs, resting on the counter that he steps up to. He really wants the other to hurry up and finish making that coffee or whatever for the previous customer so that he could order!
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Kise wasn't fan of his job. But there was only so much that an ex basketball pro with injured leg can do. He's not the type of person to have 9 to 5 work hours, sitting in the stuffy office and monotonous meetings. He liked meeting people- even if he had sometimes troubles connecting with them- and he liked to feel relaxed.
Barista offered one of those two and it was enough for him. Morning hours were always in a bit of a rush, but when they pass the work is alright. Walking around is not putting strain on his injured calf, and if he does feel pain, one of his co-workers replaces him at the bar for a while.
The pay was far from perfect, there was no excitement, but it was okay. It really was. When it wasn't busy, he'd sit and observe people in the coffee shop- if there was one thing he could do good, it was noticing things about people. The way they moved, talked, facial expressions. It helped him learn and pick up skills fast in basketball. Now, he does it for fun. For example- the lady in mid thirties always orders black, sugar free coffee but always makes a face when she drinks it.
And then there was a redhead guy, sitting in the corner with veil of smoke constantly floating around him. Because of both smoke and his long hair, Kise wasn't able to learn much about him. Except that he will have lung cancer if he keeps it up.
The same guy who's in the line for his third(?) cup of coffee since this morning. Kise's not one to judge, but it's hard not to note the bad habits of the guy. Or maybe...
"Rough night?" Kise speaks up and offers a wide smile as lady in front leaves and redhead steps up to order. "What can I get you this time?" Who knows, maybe the guy changed his mind and wanted something else beside the coffee.
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Badou can't do anything but sigh when the comment was given. Rough night.
"Hell yea. People, yanno. I'm just so fuckin' sick of them," he mutters with a shrug, his fingers twirling the stick of nicotine between them. It was a bit of a nervous reflex. Also that he really needed to light it and puff at it. Badou was a ball of tangled thoughts and feelings, never quite stable enough to stay anywhere steady for long. And what the fuck was up with that smile? It was so...
"Fake. Why're ya smiling at me like that? Plus," he gestures with his cigarette in the air, waving it to the side. "Ya sayin' I look like I had a bad night?" Shit. Did he look so bad or something? Badou's slightly scowling now, green eye narrowing just a bit. "And same thing. Americano." He gives a bit of a sigh because he's a bit sick of it by now. There's too much routine in his life. Even the barista smiles at him the same, and he orders the same coffee, from the same shop, and smokes the same cigs. Was it time for a change?
He leans forward, putting the filter end of the cigarette in his mouth, and feels for the lighter that should be in his pocket. He squints to try to read the barista's name tag.
"Kise."
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People. Yes, Kise knows. He meets them on daily basis in this coffee shop. Can't with them, but can't without them either.
"Hm?" Kise gives the guy confused look, stopping in the middle of preparing the drink. His smile? What's wrong with it? He can feel his jaw twitch- what's this guy's problem!? "Would you rather have me glare at you?" Incredulous guy. He can't greet costumers with a scowl! His boss will have his ass handed to him. Not to mention there would be big chance of him getting sacked on spot for being rude.
"I'm implying you had bad night because you have dark circles under your eyes and this is your third order of coffee. I don't really care as long as you pay," the smile is gone and replaced with indifference. He tried being nice with this guy, maybe lift his mood a bit if he really did have bad night. It's bad enough to have rough nights, he doesn't need to deal with unpleasant barista as well. Kise wishes he had someone to give him a smile, even fake one, when he had bad days in the row.
He places guy's order in front of him and lifts his eyebrows as his name was randomly said:"Yes? Need something to go with the coffee?" As he says that, guy restocks fresh cinnamon rolls.
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"Or like a model, with that face. But whatever, if ya like fake smiling at people, not like it's a crime." He takes the coffee handed to him, and watches as the cinnamon rolls are restocked. Though really, Kise isn't bad at smiling... it's quite nice, seeing it. Badou thinks it's upsetting only because he knows it's fake.
"Was just reading your name tag... I keep forgetting. But yea, a cinnamon roll." He points to the display case.
He's about to leave it at that... but...
"... Listen. 'M not sayin there's anythin wrong with serving coffee or not but... if you're free later let's do a test shoot." His hand dives back into his pocket and he flips around a bit, pulling out a card and looking at it before handing it over. He does photo shoots for magazines and advertisements. And really, Badou thinks Kise has potential.
"Hope 'm not coming off as creepy."
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When basketball was mentioned, his smile froze a bit- this guy is either reading his mind or heard about him. "I was playing basketball for period of time. I was in the pro league. But professional sports career lasts only so long, haha." Well, that was true but he left pro scene early (too early if you ask him) for very different reason.
He nods and packs up one cinnamon roll for the guy. They are still warm too, Kise's tempted to snatch one for himself as well. But he'll have to wait 'till he has a break.
The sudden proposal is, well, sudden, and Kise eyes the card curiously, picking it up. Modelling? Last time he did that was in first year of high school as part time job.
"Really? Are you sure?" The card is legit, Kise can tell but he's not sure if he still has good features for modelling career. He chuckles:"Well if you work for magazine, proposing a test shoot is not creepy. Unless you're lying of course." The guy is not lying. But Kise can always poke around people, a mischievous smile revealing that he's teasing.
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"Yea, true that." There's nothing worse than a job that doesn't let you talk anytime you want, or smoke anytime you want. Badou thinks that a place that's so controlling would be his worse nightmare. Maybe making coffee isn't so bad... at least it teaches you how to make a hell of a latte. Or in Kise's case, a hell of an americano.
Badou shrugs. "Yea, whatta sobstory." He makes a little face, scrunching up his nose and turning the corners of his mouth down. Pro league. It's almost funny that he hit the guy's sore spot, judging by the way he paused, but now's not really the time to question every bit of Kise's past, so Badou just takes the coffee.
"I'll be there," he gestures with his cigarette package to the corner, where he usually sits and reads lame emails or looks at magazines for inspiration, or muddles over his life. "I could be lying, yanno. Up to you if you'll let me." And he winks, but he doesn't really know what winking means in his case anymore, as he only has one eye to even blink with. The thought always cracks him up, and he turns to walk over to his corner with a quiet little chuckle.
Reaching the table he usually sits at, and finding it empty, Badou pulls out the plush chair and sinks into it. There's an iPad that the always carries with him in his tote bag, and he pulls it out, reading his multiple different email addresses. He sips at his americano and lights up his cig, breathing the smoke deep into his lungs. It's numbing and delicious, and burns so good.
A man wants him to do a private investigation on his wife, who he thinks is cheating on him. He's to find her and follow her friday night, and capture any moments on camera that could give her adultery away. A woman wants him to find her cat. The ex-mob boss emailed, and this causes Badou's eyebrows to raise, and wants him to do a private shoot of his new house. Badou takes up any odd jobs he can find, and is usually not picky. His other email address, reserved for more... professional... activities, tells him that he needs to find a male model for the next CK Underwear shoot. Another one emails him back, telling him that his portfolio is impressive, and that they would like to meet.
His head throbs. He's so sick of reading emails. He's sick of replying to them and keeping to a fucking schedule. Badou wonders how good of an idea it was to try to settle down. His green eye looks up from the glowing iPad screen to Kise. He wonders if the other will take him up on the offer.
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Sobstory huh? It does sound like that to people that never played professional sports. To those that love playing basketball and made their lives spin around it, it's crushing when it all falls apart. You remain unmotivated to do anything else with your life. Kise's been telling everyone that he's fine, that he lived his dream even if it was short. But real truth is that he wants to go back. And he can't. And that's devastating.
He's been stealing glances thorough the rest of his shift as he thought about the offer. In the end, he came to conclusion that it's worth a shot at least. He has nothing to loose and it's just one photo shoot. He heard that modelling job pays decently, more than bartender, but he's not going to quit it... yet.
When his shift ends, Kise changes into his regular clothes, white shirt and blue jacket (his Kaijo jacket, his favorite), throws his bag over shoulder, and walks over to the guy who still didn't seem to want to leave.
"Let's do the shoot."
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A green eye opened wide as the Barista stood next to his table. He's never seen Kise without a countertop in front of him before. Chances are, when the other left his job, Badou had been too immersed in his task to notice the other walking out of the shop. He's been here during shift switches before, of course, but just never notices. So, seeing Kise in regular clothing is quite a surprise.
But he grins, his cigarette dangling out of his mouth. He's gone through a half pack, and he knows it's not healthy but he can't help it. Cigarettes are just too good.
"Fuck yeah," he says, already locking his ipad and sticking it into his overshoulder messenger bag again.
"Lets go to my studio, yea?" He looks Kise up and down. "Heh, guess you look alright to shoot."
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Okay, Kise needs to stop thinking and imagining worst possible scenarios. The business card seemed legit and the guy actually seems to be quite a busy person- unless he was playing video games on that thing. Then Kise's screwed.
"Heeh? You think so? Won't this be a bit too plain though?" Ah well. If the guy says it's okay, then it's fine. He's the photographer.
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"Nah, 'sides, we can always get you in somethin' else," he says. Kise isn't too much taller than him, and plus, there are always props they can use.
They walk to the studio. It's not far. At first, it may seem like a warehouse, or a space that's not quite similar to an apartment or office building. It's been renovated, and has large windows for daylighting, with blinds that can be shut. Badou lives in half of it, but the entrance is his photo studio. It's a large space, and mostly empty. Badou's not one for excessive furniture.
He tosses his bag on the ground and walks into the middle of the studio.
"Relax, 's not like I'm gonna murder you or anything. Want a drink?" He walks over to the mini fridge that's by the wall. "Water? Juice?" A pause as he lights up a cigarette. "Beer?"
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The studio looks impressive and Kise drops his work bag on one of the chairs as he looks around. He's never been on the set but he recognizes quality stuff when he sees it. "Wow, nice place..." he comments offhandedly as he eyes computers. Aren't those new modles as well??
"Eeeh," Kise chuckles and grins, "if I thought you'd murder me I wouldn't come." He walks over the big screen, looking at it curiously. "Uhh, just mineral water if you have. If you don't, it's fine." Mineral... well, some sports habits will never die, he thinks sourly.
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"'s not all mine. Other people come and use it sometimes." He's not quite established enough to afford a place like this and all the equipment. Badou looks in his fridge.
"The fuck is mineral water?" He frowns and blows out a wisp of smoke as he grabs two bottles of chilled water. "Here. You can have bottled water 'cus I ain't got mineral water." He tosses one to Kise and opens his own, skillfully holding his cigarette between two fingers as he takes a sip of the water. Setting it down, Badou starts to wheel the lights around, sticking the smoke back into his mouth.
"Mind pulling down the blinds? Put that height to use, will ya?"
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"Oh? They won't be coming today?" Honest curiosity. Kise's going to pose for this guy, who seemed like a loner type of person that works alone. So he's surprised to hear stuff like that.
"Ah... that's... haha, never mind." Sparkly water. Yes, he has no idea how to explain it. He catches the water bottle with one hand and nods:"Thanks. And will do." He strides over to the windows and pulls down the blinds with a hum. Now that surprise from being offered to do thing like this, has settled, he feels kind of excited.
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"Stand here and look pretty, alright?" He doesn't want Kise to be nervous, and a natural look is what he's aiming for this time. He doesn't want to put any powder or physical effects yet.
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He walks over and stands in front of the objective. Well, he can start with a smile, so that's what he'll do. What about hands? Ugh, there's so many questions plaguing his mind about this and this guy is not giving any directions. He places one hand on his hip and relaxes his face into a calm smile, looking a bit dreamily at the lens.
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"... Okay..."
And Badou laughs, lowering the camera as he takes a drag from the cigarette hanging from his lips.
"Whacya dreamin' about, hotshot?" He walks up to Kise, reaching for an umbrella reflector and pulling it a little closer, at a different angle.
"There... now that... jaw's just right." The light's bouncing in all the right ways now, making those golden eyes glow, and chiseling Kise's face charismatically.
"Really, do anything. Turn a bit to the left, maybe." Yeah, there. The camera clicks away, and Badou's leaning forward, capturing the right shot. Kise's not dressed in anything special... but... perhaps he didn't need to be.
"... hey... mind losing the shirt?" He's a dude. Who maybe didn't know that Badou's quite attracted, but his own professionalism prevented him from thinking too many things about Kise's appearance, other than what would look good on camera.
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"What you ask?" Kise murmurs as Badou turns his head to be under the right angle. An amused smile crosses his lips:"About stuff other people see trivial."
Kise turns to his left, putting both of his hands behind his back, then he turns to his right and now crossing his arms.
"Shirtless? You didn't mention that," Kise said in sing song voice but he doesn't see a problem. He changed his shirt in hall full of people on his matches, this is not a problem. Just a surprise.
"Want a picture with unbuttoned shirt first?" Firt three buttons are undone and Kise places hand back on his hip, looking way more confident than what he actually feels right now. Then he removes shirt completely for additional shots.
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"Isn't it a given?" Badou takes snapshots as Kise takes the shirt off, posing in the process. Badou gives a slow hum, pleased and light.
"You done this before?" He asks, keeping the conversation going. Kise is quite natural at it, and the way the light defines the planes of toned muscle is nice. Badou thinks that he's found his model for the new CK Underwear shoot. He grins to himself.
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