#LOVE EMS...

[luc1d-dr34m5]

having oc brainworms atm hold on

wrote this all in one sitting, maybe a few mistakes

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The silence was defeaning.

The familar crackle and zaps of energy inside the can gone.

Schools of neuron flies going about in a hurry.

Overseers gathered in the entrance pipe, zapping at eachother in worry, to the puppet room.

It was quiet.

Except not fully.

Maddened muttering and mumbling can be heard from the puppet of [Triple Core Systems]. Iterator of this can.

Hands tightly clenching his head, probably enough to bruise, wound even.

Body curled up into a shaking ball as his arm held him there.

Anti-gravity on but all the lights are shut off.

The only source of light was from the bio-luminescence of the puppet and the ring of energy thrumming around it.

Its hands dig in further into it's head, about to break skin before-

A latch opens, a whirr of an Iterator arm hurling itself somewhere at high speeds can be heard and-

"Cor3yyy!! Your Comms cut off again!!!"

The puppet, The iterator reffered to in question, goes limp, dangling in the air by its arm.

Interrupted. Interrupted by this shrill sound again. They cannot solve the great problem for their kind and merciful creators if they dally in place. They- It has to work. It needs to work work work and-

"COR3Y!!"

Two Iterator puppets slam into the wall of the room after one threw itself at the other.

"We worried!!!"

It blinks.

One

Two

Three.

Then, they look up.

A familiarly reassuring annoying face is close to theirs.

"Triple Core Systems!!! You shut yourself off and away from everyone else for 5 cycles!!! are you trying to give ME a HEART ATTACK?!?!"

As the smaller, clad in yellows and greens with a ring of aqua green energy crackling in anger around it, Iterator shakes them as they shout and complain and berate them for this awful habit they've adopted

A chime sounds in the air as lights turn back on, their systems start to buzz and crackle as they get activated again, overseers momentarily teleporting in before leaving and neuron flies finally relaxing.

They look down at the other iterator, [Iridescent Ravaged World].

They chuckle at his worry, not mockingly but in relief that they noticed, that they made an effort to push and push against them until they gave in.

Aforementioned Iterator just wailed and weakly bashed their fists against them.

Cor3 lets him, They deserve it for doing it again.

"Do you WANT me to rip out your remaining eye left?? huh??? Do you???"

They sigh playfully as Iridescent huffs and crosses his arms infront of them.

"I do not need to use my eyes to figure out a solution to The Great Problem. But its worth it seeing your finely crafted puppet every moment of a cycle when im not being an idiot."

A straightforward and true statement. Even if Core cannot harbor romantic feelings, they can atleast appreciate beauty.

And besides, its endearing to watch Iridescent sputter and fail to make an appropriate comeback every time Core compliments him.

"Hmph!! W-well, come on. To the bridge!!! They want to check up on your overachieving ass."

Iridescent huffs as Core chuckles at how flustered he is.

They untangle their arms and wires before Iridescent yanks Core off and away to the bridge that connects their Cans together.

As they zip through the side layers of their can, Core thinks to themself...

'How wonderful would it be, if this bond never ends'

Thousands of Cycles later, after the Ancients ascended(Some not by choice. Many not by choice.)

Core holds Iridescent as they hug eachother on the floor of Iridescent's can, their son, a genetically modified to perfection slugcat, cuddled up between them.

They have their differences, and even caused 1 major injury to eachother in the past.

But no matter what.

Cycle to Cycle, Dominion and Ascension.

They are intertwined.

Forever and ever.

☆

I LOVE THEM SOKAY....

[sweaty-confetti]

idk y’all should treat fat men better. and i don’t mean mildly chubby guys i mean honest-to-god love-handles-and-double-chins fat guys. stop calling them shit like discord mods or gross weebs or nasty creeps or neckbeards or that they’re stinky or sweaty or beer bellied or whatever else. fatphobia isn’t cute, even repackaged in a neat little box of “ew men”

[minimanuke]

hes a weirdo S2

[happyheidi]

𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝗃𝖾𝖿𝖿𝗋𝖾𝗒𝗐 ♡

[glassrooibos]

FABIAN DON’T DO THAT. THAT’S SCARY.

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF movie Mike is suspicious of Lefty…

[cucumbermoon]

My favorite gif. I never get a chance to use it, so I’m just going to share it.

[ineffable-bullshit]

it is so beyond fucking funny to me that azirphale knew exactly what he was doing when he threatened to never speak to crowley again. because the world could end and yeah he'd be a little torn up, but never talking to aziraphale again?? well you should've said something earlier let me alter the fabric of the universe and stop fucking time so i can still listen to my husband talk about old books.

[1alchemistart]

the three lads! :]

[chimaerakitten]

One under-appreciated breed of fic writer are the ones who hyperfocus on logistics to the exclusion of all canon shortcuts, and thus usually strike upon an awesome way to flesh out the worldbuilding or characters.

Like, I’m not necessarily talking realism here since often it’s still pretty far from realistic, but more like, “someone has to be running spies in this fantasy kingdom, and we’ve seen the whole royal court, so which background character is it? How does that change these three major interactions?” Or “real life historical nobility did in fact have some things to do that were like jobs, how does this human disaster cope with running an estate?” Or “there’s no reason for a sci-fi robot detective to know how to whitewater kayak, where’d she learn?” Or “if this guy is serving the emperor directly he has to be way high up in the space empire servant hierarchy, why is he doing this menial task for someone else? What’s his motive? Does he perhaps have the secret space telepathy?”

Anyway I’m always DELIGHTED to find a fic or writer who asks these questions because the fics themselves are universally bangers.

[noodles-and-tea]

🎂💕🌟✨

[creedei]

My Little Merc!

[shey-pancake]

Edits with my redesigns of the main cast of:

HAZBIN HOTEL !!

(refs of them here)

Charlie Morningstar ★

Alastor the radio demon ★

Angel dust ★

Vaggie ★

Husk ★

Niffty ★

Here are the originals, hope u like it !!

[minimanuke]

The aftermath of "stayed gone"

[contakaidigon]

WE ARE GOING TO DIE HERE TOGETHER, RIZ GUKGAK

[madalenadrops]

🍭🌼🍨🎈

aaaaaaaaahhhhh

it's been such a joy to draw em

and finally

they're here too!