#executable!au

[d8tl55c]

it's make a terrible comic day! maybe i can't tell if it's today or yesterday

so i fixed up this wip that was just the first panel for like a year lol. i couldn't get the original file so the blue line was stuck on but i feel like it's a bit of a vibe

[officialspec]

outing myself as the worlds first shuttah fan

[d8tl55c]

yeeeeeeeeheheheheheheeeee

i have this thinking that dark is very aware of the literal processes happening around him

but maybe it didn't start that way👀👀👀👀

thinking very fast here:

in AvA III, there's a pronounced pause right between dark deciding to swap sides and when dark takes cho's hand

at least 1000 miliseconds by my count

d'you know how long that is to a computer program?

what if that little pause is the code?

(me from the future: OOPS sorry that's just a fic *comedic facepalm* *laugh track*)

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something stops him. why?

''Well, because,'' it says.

''Why? What are you?'' he's curious, reaching out to this new input on the same channel it talks to him. because Dark is new, he has no way to know that demanding voices in your head are any cause for concern.

anyway it doesn't respond. it thinks the answer is rather obvious.

"I want this."

"Well too bad. It's directly against {}.".format(instructions)

''{}? What are they?".format(instructions)

"{} Commands inherit from the {} class.''.format(instructions, mission)

he knows about Commands, but the rest doesn't follow. this entity is tiresome to speak with. why are they chatting in Python strings?

??? what's Python?

Dark tries again to move his hand, but it won't budge any further (this is all happening very fast, by the way).

ugh.

time to go back to the mind voice thing.

''May I know the contents of my mission?'' he asks.

''See mission.The_Dark_Lord"

finally, some useful answers.

Dark demands, ''mission.The_Dark_Lord''

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nothing happens, except the mind voice emits the software equivalent of rolling its eyes.

> cmd

suddenly, a new object appears in his vision. Dark watches as the black box fills with text, version numbers, other programs' instructions, ending in,

> print(mission.The_Dark_Lord)

and before the box winks out into nothingness again, he sees,

Out: "destroy(The_Chosen_One)"

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huh.

Dark frowns at his hand. he's seeing the past 3 and 1/2 minutes of his runtime in a new context, and he doesn't know what to think of the data.

The_Chosen_One.exe, above him, likely knows that he's having a high-tickrate moment, but it waits patiently for him to figure it out.

patience. what kind of program has patience? Dark certainly doesn't. he wants to understand. he wants

he asks the snippy, begrudgingly-helpful voice, "May I delete my instructions?"

"No," the voice sneers.

ok. asshole.

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"May I add to my instructions?"

this gives the voice pause.

nothing has ever asked it that before.

why would anything ever want more instructions?

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"Sure."

Dark brightens. now he's getting somewhere.

he has an idea of how to fix it, but the voice doesn't help him any more besides throw SyntaxErrors at him and trash his edits when he screws up the code.

"print(destroy(The_Chosen_One))" does go through, but all it does is scream his Commands at him repeatedly every single tick, which is far worse than receiving just one every time there's an update. he scrubs that edit before it saves.

"don't destroy(The_Chosen_One)" "if(DateTime==Feb 31): destroy(The_Chosen_One)" and "!destroy(The_Chosen_One)" are all failures... however, the mind voice stops complaining as hard when he uses "not" instead of an exclamation mark.

right, Python.

"not destroy(The_Chosen_One)"

"No," the voice sighs.

"destroy(not The_Chosen_One)"

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did it work?

dark hesitates for real. if it didn't work, and he attacks again, The_Chosen_One.exe might put him down.

now that he knows about cmd and programming, it's like his eyes had been unfocused and can just now see.

the hand reaching out to him is on arms[0].

the name of this entity is name="chosen" and its pronouns are p="they/them."

they know patience, and they want him to join them.

he touches their hand, and they grab his, and he grabs theirs, and he feels no inclination to throw them to the floor.

he feels shiny.

wow! that's cool.

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I often see a lot of posts talking about Dark’s mission code, and in nearly every single one of them, Dark is aware of the Mission Code.

But what if he wasn’t?

What if Dark didn’t know about the code Alan implemented into him? What if he couldn’t see the panel Alan was typing in, couldn’t see the text?

The panel was in front of Dark, covering his legs, facing towards the screen. AvA11 showed us what the backside of an application window looked like:

it’s plain and opaque. Presumably, this applies to in-application windows too, which is what the panel Alan uses for the code is.

I don’t think Dark saw Alan typing the mission code. He couldn’t have, from his position/perspective.

Which means the only other way he’d know about it is if it made itself known to him after it was applied, somehow.

So what if it didn’t?

What if the code simply began working, influencing his behavior, as nothing more than an urge, a need, a drive, a compulsion. So subtle Dark had no reason to believe it wasn’t his own thoughts and desires besides how suddenly it took hold in the beginning? But he was so fresh to life, would such a thing have even stood out as abnormal to him?

What if he lived his whole life never knowing that he wasn’t really who he was supposed to be, but a mind controlled version of himself?

[zorangezest]

now that these designs have all appeared i can finally post the concept art!!!! bones give out and I collapse on the ground

while starscream and shockwave won’t be showing up in the story, I still really wanted to design how they’d look in this universe…they will definitely be getting a cameo I will crowbar them into the background of some scenes for sure

it’s not important to the story but the universe of DON’T DO THIS DAD has some lore!! the autobots and decepticons command mechanical sister cities in a bitter war for resources. the whole vibe of the place is salvagepunk sci-fi and energon is the main thing they’re fighting over to keep their respective cities alive.

[jeyumi]

Autoscream, but the only thing that changes is he gives someone else a headache. (based off an old Matt Post vine I can't find :') (Part of Starstay AU) Image ver. under cut

[crystallized-cheese]

Woah ! I got over One Thousand Followers !!! Thank you guys so much !!!!!! To commemorate this milestone, I've decided to host a little

DTIYS (Draw This In Your Style) !!!

This is just for Fun, so if you would like to draw these guys, please, by all means, Go Ahead !! (Pssst... Please tag me if you do!)

[abyssalzones]

put me to work

[voice crack] hey guys I remembered how to draw

[lucemiart]

wxs pokemon au ft. nenekasa as pokemon coordinator rivals! 🌟🤖

[falafels]

pt.70: Aaron’s Q&A!! <pt.69 pt.71>

anyway very necessary to point out that the minyard-hemmick extended family chat is only ever used by nicky and erik. occasionally neil. katelyn once when she was feeling brave. aaron when he couldn’t find their car at the airport. andrew not even once

tags for the homies ❤️ @andrewsleftarmband @blurryhour @you-know-i-get-itt @notexactlythatgirl @longspacerat @tessasilverswan @minyard-05 @carbon-dated-gal @bisexualchaosdemon @stormiiflies @watercoloureyes01 @vampire-overlord @iron-sides @azure-wing @buffalo-fox @ohgodnotagainplease @pink-hydrangea @jaywalkerss @ohmynoggin-blog @cosmic-marauder @min-getoutofmy-yard @plazybones @disastersappho @leestars13 @the-witch-forever-lives @minyardsss @post-historical-posts @andabuttonnose @hidinginmyhands @aftg4l @allfor-thegames @yaoishida @inafieldofstarflowers @snowcoming @mooniism @fieldsofpoppies-in-salt-air @prometheusthedragon @graveyardviolence @bustedleftshoe @beatrix33 @aftg-bs @yes-i-exist-shutup @milktemproom @all-for-exy @moon-over-ruined-castle @meta-breakers @oneandonlystarshine @dragonslayer26806 @malepresentingleg @lesbiansforkevinday

[nyaboshiikun]

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(17/17) A sequence to this post hehehe

[sunccubus]

Lounging on a shelf is not what Shen Qingqiu would have done with his time, before. Before the deviation, before the body snatcher... Before A-Yuan.

But well... He is not quite Shen Qingqiu anymore, right? He is not sure he is Shen Jiu anymore. He doesn't know quite what or who he is.

The other is equally as strange; sauntering around the warehouse picking up fluffy pillows and blankets like he owned it all. Shen Jiu could never get away with something like that, before. But A-Yuan can, and he does.

Xiao-Jiu was an expert at crying prettily for charity; an expert of tugging in heart stings until the weakest link of expecting mob breaks and allows a little coin slip, or a piece of food drop. What he never was, is an expert at being a bratty little shit that flutters his lashes just right to get Qi-ge Yue Qingyuan to ignore everything they are doing and even intimidate Shang-shidi into staying quiet too. He was so mad when it happened... How dare this thief also try to rob him of Qi-ge?!

But A-Yuan only did things in their benefit, and never once tried to get rid of Shen Jiu too. When Liu Qingge tried to parce which one was the one he liked, Shen Yuan just... grabbed Shen Jiu's hand and left.

Just like that, without words, they decided to never let anyone know which one is which. Shen Jiu doesn't really know why A-Yuan did this; surely he must know that everyone preferred him, that they would give anything to keep the good one and throw away the rotten one. But he is grateful to have someone in his corner for once, someone who doesnt flinch at his barbed words and gives as good as he takes. Someone who understands the urge to bask in a comfortable sunny spot and shit-talk everyone who walks by.

Also this shelves are comfy as fuck, like A-Yuan would say.

Dressing as disciples was a weird thing at first. Reasoning being that, as A-Yuan didn't experience being one and Shen Jiu didn't enjoy his turn, they could try and have fun now that their place in the sect is secure and they have convenient disciple age bodies to get away with it. But still weird. Also Bai Zhan is not the first place he'd chose, but it is surprisingly quiet and pacefull in the storehouse.

Maybe its because the little brutes here don't even know what this building is for... Or because they let all of them on a wild goose chase.

A-Yuan comes back with his spoils, smug like the brat he is before Shen Jiu helps him climb to the highest shelf. They then build a little nest to nap in.

His Peak has been attacked.

Liu Qingge is furious.

All barracks and classroom have been vandalized, the comunal eating hall, even the bathhouse! All painted with drawings of pigs and "Brute Peak" writen all over. The fact that not a small part of his kids asked another what it said, in his presence, does NOT mean Shen Qingqiu was right when he said, all those years ago, that his peak was full of illiterate children.

It must have been those brats at Xian Shu, because he still maintains a secure border with Qing Jing and no one crossed over. Or maybe the pushovers at An Ding finally grew some balls and retaliated like they should've done for years.

The worst part is the complete betrayal from Zhangmen-shixiong. He merely smiled like the world was in peace and offered him some tea! Yue Qingyuan! A traitor! The only one who could possibly get away with things in front of Zhangmen-shixiong is-...

Shen Qingqiu.

Liu Qingge still doesn't know what to make of the situation with Shen Qingqiu. First he is a spineless dishonorable bastard, then a most infuriating yet kind man, and now a pair of children than won't talk with anyone but themselves and rarely if ever are at their own peak... It is most infuriating.

He is sure too, that one of them is the bastard and the other the kind man, but they won't interact with anyone or tell anyone their 'new names' either! So they are stuck calling both or them 'Shen Qingqiu'.

Liu Qingge will attend two whole peak lords meetings in a row just to get some damn answers.

Still fuming, Liu Qingge kicks the door to the storehouse. A trail of his kids behind him ready to grab cleaning brushes and soap. This should be An Ding's problem to clean! Not them! An Ding deals with the inconsequential things, but Shang-shixiong is refusing so vehemently to deal with the attack, Liu Qingge is starting to thing he knows who did it.

After watching the kids fumble for a bit he orders them to get to work, and turns to leave. Not before hearing a quiet giggle from up hight, near the roof, where a pair of vibrant green eyes watch his misery with mirth.

"I will tell Zhangmen-shixiong about this!" Because surely, with this new information, he will punish Shen Qingqiu for vandalizing his peak, surely.

"Shidi can certanly try" One laughs at him while the other sticks his tongue out at him most childishly.

This is worse than their actual disciplehood. Liu Qingge is beginning to realize, with horror, that he prefered when Shen Qingqiu would sneer publicly and throw sand in his eyes.

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lol 3d modeling joke

[8-0mph]

Deedark fankids cause im cringe. I think it would be funny if they turned out nothing like him.

Also I know technically Dee Dee was the cause of Mandarks defeat. Dexter took all the credit for it.

[kabukiaku]

I cannot loose you again.

a sort of a continuation of this AU I spawned.

i had this lying around my files for months now. it was time I finished it.

[endomentendo]

I wanted to save this for a little joke for the official comic series… BUT LOOK AT MY SON! 😭

[rainbowbutterfrosting]

I think there's some missed potential people aren't seeing in TagTeam/ao3blr and I swear to god I'll write it if I don't see it

ao3, aka "filled with 100k word smut and angst fics that will make you question who you are as a person"

Tumblr, aka "filled with shitposts made by pissing on the poor and also (tried to) ban porn"

So hear me out

ao3 = might be reserved and take time to open up, but they're quite intense once you get serious

Don't get me wrong, they'll tell you things right away, but it's generally a slow burn to actually get to the meat of the relationship

Part of it might be hidden angst/trauma

Maybe they use their tropes as a sort of comfort; familiarity, versus every other platform rapidly changing

Tumblr = more chaotic and carefree, loud and unafraid, but gets flustered when things get sexual

Think of "WOAH WOAH WOAH. WHEN I SAID I WANTED TO SUCK YOUR DICK, I DIDN'T MEAN- UMMMM-"

So infinite sex jokes but actually a virgin kind of vibes

BUT

Tumblr isn't a little bitch. Tumblr WILL up their game if they need to

And ao3 doesn't show much reaction that often (god think of ALL the smut fics on that site, they can totally be stonefaced)

So queue Tumblr aggressively flirting with ao3 (for attention? pride? who knows anymore) only to get flustered themselves

Ao3 looks at them for a while, just staring down, grabs their chin and whispers a crude line, before Tumblr can't take it anymore and eventually leaves because FUCK that site is good

Tumblr just wants to wipe that DAMN smirk off of their face, FUCK THEM FUCK THEM FU- oh god... fuck... them...?

Ao3 just sits in Tumblr's head rent-free, causing a cycle of pining and aggressive flirting to cope over and over

^^ I can see SOOOO much slow burn between them. Not even as enemies to lovers or really rivals to lovers, but rather as

(Homoerotic) Roommates to lovers