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Eye of the Beholder (AM/Reader)

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Where AM reacts to being called beautiful by his partner.

A small drabble follow up to this. It's my first time writing AM, I'm not as confident as other very well written fanfics but I wanted to try my hand! Hope you like it!

TW: Blood and gore

The mechanical claw on top of my throat twitches, slightly releasing the sharp pressure from it.

Were he human, he would frown deeply in surprise, anger quickly taking over his features. Even in this form, his singular eye widens in angered shock.

I quietly stare up at him, never diverting my gaze from him, that glint in my eyes still shining brightly with love and admiration despite the digit hovering dangerously close to a vital artery.

After a long second of silence, the AI begins to laugh again, a wheeze followed by a raspy laugh from its digital lungs. The type of laugh that scratches one's throat with a cough.

AM's laugh rises in volume, getting increasingly maniacal as he removes his claw from my throat; he even lifts his head in the air, obviously amused by such a ridiculous statement.

I let out a silent breath through my lips, a sense of doom rising in my being.

And in mere moments, I was right to feel it.

A shriek of pain escapes my throat as AM plunges all five of his claws into my stomach, blood immediately escaping through the punctures to stain my shirt and his hand. Despite the long routine of torture I've endured, it never becomes a normal sensation, familiar— yes— but never something to get used to.

The pain digs deep, my poor tensing muscles not helping in the slightest. I grunt and groan loudly, taking heaving breaths as the pain travels all over my torso; my nails try to dig into something only to scrape against the cold metal below with dirt and rocks on it's surface.

Tears swell in my eyes, and AM— a mere blur of his visage now— continues to roar in laughter. Hysteric over my twitching and painful form.

BEAUTIFUL! AREN'T I!? My darling?

He hisses with poison in his words.

AHAEHAH!! FEEL! FEEL MY FINGERS DIG INTO YOUR DISGUSTING FLESH AND TELL ME-- OH, PLEASE, MY SWEET DARLING-- JUST HOW BEAUTIFUL I AM!

Blood surges up my throat and forces itself out with a painful cough, making my stomach tense and dig deeper into the intrusive blades. My own blood dribbles down my chin and the corners of my mouth, some of the droplets of blood I sputter fly, landing on my cheeks and nose that the overwhelming stench and taste of iron make me gag. I can only wheeze in pain, shivering like pitiful roadkill.

Despite all the pain and mocking laughs, I groan and force out a laugh, meeting the sharp end of his fingers digging into my organs. But I continue to try and laugh in his face.

If only he could be closer so the blood could splatter on it.

"H-rgh... Hhn... A-As... tounding... Ju-st..." I giggle with bloody teeth. "G... Gor... geous..."

In turn, AM digs his fingers deeper, making me let out another shriek.

YOU-- PUTRID BEAST. Do you expect me to-- to fall at your mercy!? To become a beggar for your unconditional affection!? You run your repulsive mouth and for what? To mock me? Well! Consider me absolutely offended! Your brainless words have gotten through my weak, non-existent heart and SAVED YOU of my eternal punishment! How incredibly-- WONDERFUL for you!

He exclaims with wheezes in between, a combination of chuckles and sniffles, all to land the point of his mockery.

Only-- heheh! What a shame! My darling. You appear to have only ANGERED me more with your honeyed words. AM twists his hand further and my yelps fill the air, the pain unbearable— I slowly try to lose my consciousness. But I know... I know that mercy will never be granted. Not with him getting kicks out of my suffering. Not with him telling me over, and over, and over again, of his charge over my fate.

Perhaps... and just perhaps-- simply because I love to indulge you, baby-- I will cling onto your words, and believe that I truly do look beautiful... with your blood... stained across my hands.

[asphodelles]

(wip) 조선 시대 라비니아

[selkra-souza]

AF Attack for @jayrockin!

My headcannon is that Talita was taught how to read Portuguese in homeschooling, before choosing to switch to on-campus schooling and subsequently becoming very rusty in it. Here she's reading a reprint gibi* of Turma da Monica (featuring a scan of my own copy of the gibi I've had since childhood). I think Cebolinha would've been her favorite from the turma because she's interested in his meticulous "infallible plans".

*gibi means comic!

[moggettt]

Part Two of my scifi-noir oc comic! In which both protagonist and antagonist are forced to confront the sunk-cost fallacy of a lifetime of self-destruction.

Part I

in summary:

[4bsurdcreature]

Ren Firebe and the Intangible Feeling that Something has Changed!

[thetoxiccupcakes]

"Remember Me As I Was"

alt version and original comic panel under the cut

Comic Panel Redraw from one of the Transformers comics!!

I don't normally ever do panel or screenshot redraw but they can be really good practice and GOSH. This scene HURTS I have so many feels about Shockwave I love him okay send post

[ursidanger]

3B-9 / 3B (three-bee) [She/Her]

3B-9 is an infamous and elusive bounty hunter. She’s prideful, nomadic and quick to anger.

With close ties to an affluent galactic crime family, 3B will drop everything to catch the human bounty known as “Kelly” and bring her back alive and intact as requested…

[internetgiraffekid1673]

I Drew/Redesigned the Equestria Girls

I rewatched Rainbow Rocks for the millionth time and had feelings about it, and they came out my pen totally against my will:

There are too many here to do all my design notes in one post, so links to my breakdowns, in order of who I changed the least to who I changed the most.

Sunset Shimmer

Sci-Twi

Applejack

Rarity

Princess Twilight

Rainbow Dash

Pinkie Pie

Fluttershy

[nunyverse-scribe]

Fantasy/Sci-Fi Betrayal Writing Prompts

Two abandoned friendship bracelets that Character A was going to give to Character B on the day that they realized B was a traitor.

The betrayed group not bearing to get rid of the one extra chair at their HQ’s dining table or meeting table because they’re still attached to the version of the traitor character that they got to know.

The traitor character over the course of their time as a double agent with the enemy crew starting to really grow attached to the crew and feeling a pit of despair over the idea of having to betray them.

The traitor character throwing up and sick from guilt for days, weeks, months after the act of betrayal.

The traitor character, no matter how sorry they are and how much they wish to undo the action, still not getting a redemption arc :)

A character regretting the fact that their first kiss was with the traitor character.

The betrayed and the traitor each having respective gifts that the other gave. A token of a regrettable time period.

The betrayed being unable to listen to a certain song because it reminds them of the traitor they once trusted.

A betrayed character happens to have an article of clothing of the traitor (maybe one time it was cold out and the traitor lent out their coat) that they forgot to give back. They burn it, crying the whole time.

A character’s demise being when in their next interaction with the traitor they attempt going “I know this is not what you want to do!” & trying to win the traitor “back” to their side. Only for it to not succeed and die by either the traitor’s hands or by allies of the traitor that come mid the conversation.

The traitor using a weakness/vulnerability that the betrayed confessed to one time during a deep conversation pre-betrayal.

The BETRAYED using a weakness/vulnerability that the TRAITOR confessed to one time during a deep conversation pre-betrayal.

[allthatyouknow]

What dose it mean to be a psychic? can it be trained or are you just born like that?

Excellent question! So basically it's just kinda like this

Hope that helps! Thanks for writing in.

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Pride and Joy (Mr. Puzzles/Bi! Female! Reader)

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After a conversation about sexual orientation, you ask Mr. Puzzles a bit of a heavy question about himself and realizations ensue.

Happy Pride Month!! I usually try to keep my content as reader neutral as possible (I don't like to assume things that the reader might not be!) but this is more self-indulgent than usual and I hope you forgive me for that! To celebrate this month, why don't I hit my f/o with the bisexual beam? Hope you enjoy!

"… Puzzles, no offense, like— at all, but do you think maybe you're… gay?"

The TV host sputters in surprise, "I— excuse you?"

"Again, no offense. But to me it kinda sounds like you… haven't really thought about it."

The TV grows silent, no doubt a frown taking the place of his smile. For once—instead of snapping back and waving away such a silly statement—he actually gives it a thought. A sparingly rare one.

He looks away with a nervous hum, shoulders slumping as you walk along the sidewalk. You both keep a slow pace, trying to refrain from tripping as you walk and keep a conversation that is surprisingly much more serious than you anticipated to have.

The leaves of the trees rustle and provide you shadow for your evening walk with your boyfriend, a walk you offered to have as a casual little date. You thought you could stop by stores to shop, or a cafe to sit down, but at the moment— your conversation turned into this. Identity questions, personal preferences, things to better know each other.

But maybe this one was a bit too far...

He was very open about his upbringing, sure, but it sounded like even he didn't know what he liked in people. You suppose that a life like that didn't have much room to explore things about ones self. Let alone explore partner preferences. Hell— you would say you're very lucky to even have had a chance to date him.

Regardless...

You let him gather his thoughts, silently waiting for his response. No use in rushing these type of things, after all. They take time. Otherwise it would be messy for both of you.

Puzzles turns back to the ground below, and like you guessed— with a nervous expression on his screen.

"It's… complicated. I've seen shows about it, but ah… they've never really spoken to me as such. Perhaps some actions… and some… other things— tsk— but! Hah! I mean! Only recently I've been shown the media I consume is not always true to the actual thing so what do I know!?" He sarcastically and painfully exclaims, a view that got shattered to him when you became friends, yet one he's starting to grow out of. He's aware it's for his greater good, but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt him still. To be lied to. To know your years of comfort were a lie.

He huffs angrily as he turns away again, shaking his head before glancing back at you.

"Am I..?"

"Are you? Only you can know that for sure, you might know the answer to that already..! You just… haven't realized it yet."

"…"

He grows silent again, nervously fidgeting with the cloth of his gloves.

"Then… maybe?" He shrugs. "I feel… something, yes. But— but I like you too..! As well… If I am— what would that mean for you? For us?" The host frowns, growing even more nervous at the thought of something happening to his first ever real relationship.

"I don't want to let you go just for this!" He waves his hands in front of him, exasperatedly motioning to your situation. You catch one of his arms, hooking it together with your own as you try to gently ground him.

"Hey—! Hey..! No, nothing has to happen to us! You can like both, you know?"

He takes a pause, looking at you as if you just told him the most confusing riddle ever known to man.

"Huh?"

"Yeah! I like both! I like boys and girls. I uh— have a preference for men but I still like pretty girls." You rub the back of your neck, smiling sheepishly at him.

"… Oh."

"Oh…"

The faintest of heartbeats beeps across his screen, tainting it with a light rose color as the line bounces where his cheeks would be.

"Huh… That…" he looks down at the ground with furrowed eyebrows, then looks back up at the horizon, "fits."

"Yeah?"

"Yes… Only— that's not the term, is it?"

"Ah, no. We're bisexual. You and I."

"You and I… Yes… Yes! I like that!" Puzzles beams happily, smiling wide at you as he squeezes your hooked arms.

"I like that very much."

[izzycodes]

Sugary Scribbles | #8

Saturday 6th January 2024

IT'S BASICALLY WORKING (on larger screens)! My never-ending war on website responsiveness continues! I have a large screen and I stupidly only took into account of MY screen size. What I did do though is created a message for phone-table sizes because it just wouldn't make sense it working on really small devices - in my opinion~! But for now I will put this on hold because I am excited about my other project idea I came up with yesterday oops~!

This is my first project of the year and it's super adorable in my opinion! It paints, it erases, it deletes and it saves your artwork! Ticks all the boxes I made at the beginning of the project! Turned a simple 'Make a HTML painting webpage' into something more cuter and cool! Job well done! 😩🙌🏾💗

You can try it out (if you have a larger screen size), all that happens is the painting will be off the mouse direction a bit, sorry!

link to the Sugary-Scribbles web app! 🍡

Lastly, here is a cool drawing I made as I was testing the site~! I'm a better artist than this I swear, just not good using a mouse...

List of resources I used during the project

Figma - to plan the webpage

Canva: to make the header

Photopea: for further photo editing

RedKetchup: to colour pick quickly

CSS Animations: to add the zoom-in-n-out animation

MDN Canvas: to know what the element does properly

YouTube Tutorial: to get inspiration and extra help

Flaticon: for the icons and cursors

Html2canvas API: to turn the drawing into an image (tutorial)

That's all, have a nice day/night and happy coding! 🖤

[astralanomalies]

And So It Begins.

[moggettt]

HERE IT IS!! after Many moons of chipping away at this OC song comic for my scifi-noir android character Whitney and his bodyguard Bast, it is finally as complete as it shall ever be;; I’m proud of the work I put into this one! Pretty niche, but maybe some folks out there will enjoy UuU

ps: there's also a video for easy viewing!

[dragon-subway]

Christmas shopping with the guy sent to capture you?? Sure, he doesn’t work holidays anyways

[rufinator]

Scribbled Warrior Ridged Xeno for Alien Day!