#Smg3 fic

[dollcherray]

Hi there!! May i request SMG4 and SMG3 (separate) with a very VERY cuddly and clingy reader? (gn!reader pls)

୨୧ GLUED ୨୧

SMG4 & 3 X CLINGY READER

A/N: this took so long cuz Tumblr fucked up the post and didnt save it till the end... sincerest apologies

type: Headcanons, romantic, fluff

triggers: none

song(s) recommendation(s}: glued / hug me

୨୧ I hc him to also be a bit clingy, so everytime he gets sad or at least a bit upset, he would use it as an excuse to jump into your arms and feel your warm embrace, your touch simply sooths him<3

・❥・SMG4

୨୧ Smg4 would eat up all the affection you give him, he was already happy that he finally pulled someone, and they are affectionate and clingy? he is loving it and is living for it!! everytime you just hug him suddenly, he would hug back 10 times tighter, sometimes it takes all of your breath, but he does that to show how much he loves your hugs!

୨୧ Imagine him babbling to others how he haves such an loving and affectionate partner, my man would be all "hey look at my partner, they are such a sweet person with me, i love them so much, they are so-" and continue to ramble about you and your cute features (which is everything about you) and behavior.

୨୧ If he cant give you attention he will simply warn you and tell you he will try to make some time for you later and when he finally gets that time, he is IMMEDIATELY jumping on you.

୨୧ Smg4 loves your affection indoors and outdoors too, he isnt afraid to show it, he loves it so much that Smg3 once said for you two to get a room, only to get an "Your just jealous" back.

୨୧ If you (somehow) is shorter than him, he would just pick you up and carries you to his room silently, he just cuddles u on the bed once he gets there.

୨୧ He doesnt feel overwhelmed by your cuddly and clingy behavior, not at all! he is easily able to keep up with him as surprising as it seens.

୨୧ Whenever you two are in a adventure, he is always holding you, holding on your arm, waist, hand doesnt matter, he just needs to hold you whenever he gets the chance to.

୨୧ "Hug me! bring it in!"

✮⋆˙ SMG3 ✮⋆˙

୨୧ *Insert embarrassed angry face*

୨୧ Do i really need to explain it? this man is simply flustered, but aint complaining... much, he just never had someone as affectionate as you to give him so much love and affection, its kind of new to him.

୨୧ It just breaks him "tough" character facade, it gets him all flustered and silly and ahshshshebsjwj did you cast an spell on him? are you a witch? cuz you making him feel alot of things he never experienced much before.

୨୧ In public he may show himself to hate it but in private he will just eat it up as much as Smg4 does and maybe soon he will eventually warm up to also getting it in public, he just doesnt really wanna show it outdoors in the beginning because he wanted to keep his "bad guy" reputation, but dw, he eventually gets used to it.

୨୧ He goes up to you everytime he is mad or mildly upset too, he looks like Smg4 in that aspect, but he sometimes does it unconsciously, as in "i did it on auto pilot" unconscious, he got too used to seek for your touch.

୨୧ He 100% is a secretly touch starved person, i dont make the rules (i do), so he will hold onto any part of you he can, and i really mean any part, if he need to he will hold onto your ankle.

୨୧ He will brag about you, saying things like: "Look at my partner, they are so cool and sweet, bet you cant have that" "i have the most sweet partner and YOU dont" and etc, hes a little bitch sometimes but still fine as hell

୨୧ You are his soft spot ‼️ like he will soften his behavior around you SO MUCH that anyone who knows him like Smg4 would be so impressed, would usually get mocked because of it but he didnt really care since he HAS YOU‼️‼️‼️

୨୧ "Why are you blushing? thought you were tough" "I-IM NOT BLUSHING! BAKA." <3

[lizaluvsthis]

Hi Liz:

There is a art request, please allow me to waste your time, but I just re-read 'Trapped in a Bleaky Winter'. One of the plots in it that impressed me deeply. I hope you can draw it into an art. If you are busy, you can do it later. I hope not to disturb you.

The plot:

And also thank you and @shygirl4991 for writing such a wonderful story and letting me get involved in it. ^^

-I remember that I watched your ‘Indigo Secret’ comic when I first shipping in Smg34 , they are amazing!

I’m looking forward to your updates!!!

Your fans: Kathy

Hello Kathy! This is Liz and I just want to say thank you for reading our works! We totally appreciate it.

I'm super happy you all are hyped to see what we make and hope that peeps here would like their stay very much ^^

- ☆ Lizaluvs

Psst @shygirl4991 our fan got impressed by your fic

[birrdify]

this is soooooooo totally not the actual writer but there's this oooooooone fic called Sever the Ties that me, this totally nameless anon SOOO didn't write, it's kinda like, emotional as all hell but also kinda gay. That writer also who totally isn't me is also planning a less 34 focused sequel to it since they liked writing it so much it's just taking a while. The plans do exist tho and a bit of the beginning

HOLDON WHAT???? HELLOOO????? OH MY GDO NICC IM SO SORRY I JSUT FOUND THIS??? HELPLP I TOOK A DOUBLE TAKE AFTER READING "SEVER THE TIES" cause i went oh my god! thats the fic i read! and OH MY GOD!! THATS THE FIC I READ!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

fic HERE and thsi is nicc: (since i dont think anon asks give notifs) @34saveme34 (IF YOU DONT MIND ME TAGGING YOU MY BAD

[alianarepasa]

Hey, what's going on dudes, it's Aster, or Orange Bajan Canadian.- /ref /silly

no but seriously, appreciate this NB blonde character from a fanfic, the chains of a fragile soul made by @shygirl4991 and @@b-r-i-n-g-x!!!

[anartisticalniche]

hey wake up new fic dropped-

gay cowboys au where they date and marry in the simulation but they dont remember it after-

thanks for @ominus-potatominous-potato for inspiring me with their gay cowboys oneshot-

also @shygirl4991 for helping me find a title

[shygirl4991]

The break up

Summary: After so much failure SMG3 is done being in his boyfriends shadow and decides to find his own path.

Tag: Angst, establish relationship, takes place during smg4 trash friends, vent fic

SMG3 was stressed, his business was failing. No matter what he did, people just rolled their eyes at him and walked away from his cafe. Sure he was popular on twitch but that wasn't what he wanted, twitch was another reason to follow in his boyfriends footsteps to be famous like him.His cafe was his own dream something he wanted in life, yet again he chases something he wants only to end in the shadow of his partner.  He sighs, putting his phone down as his boyfriend kicks the door down “Babe! You won't believe what just happened. I got a sponsor from Micheal Jordan. This will be such a boost for my channel!” 

SMG4's voice faded to the background as he stared at the USB in the man's hand, suddenly the words his partner were saying changed “Now with this I can show how much better I am then you, it's okay nothing wrong with being a trophy boyfriend.”  Three growled as he got up smacking the USB out of Fours hand, surprised he took a step back looking at his love “The hell was that Three?” Three was shaking as the voice in his head reminded him of their past. How SMG4 acted so smug in school with his high grades, how he ruined everything for him when he was close to reaching fame and love. He glares at the man wondering why he even thought dating was the smart idea, for all he knows this was another trick, some kind of secret plan that Four had to hurt him just like he has after all these years. “Im…done,” he whispers, confusing Four “What?” Three looks up with tears in his eyes “I'M DONE WITH YOU! LEAVE MY LIFE AND NEVER RETURN! I DON'T LOVE YOU I NEVER DID!” SMG4 stared at Three in shock, his own eyes watering “Wha…why are you saying this…after everything we have been through?”  Three lets out a bitter chuckle “You mean how you always been better at things then me…leaving me in your dust as the world forgets me heh..why would i want to date someone like that.” Four shakes his head as he reaches for Three. He brushes Four away, staring at his phone that showed a picture of them kissing, crying, he turns away from SMG4. He won't let himself be tricked and hurt again. He snaps his fingers then grabs Eggdog leaving for the internet graveyard, a place where forgotten dead memes go to live and funny enough his home. Maybe he was always destined to be forgotten  and abandoned. Weeks passed since the break up, no one has seen or heard from SMG3 leaving Four alone to protect his home from gods and other creatures trying to kill them all. SMG1 and two attempted to bring the other guardian back only to learn the internet graveyard woods was protecting the man, changing the path to make it impossible to find him. Over time they gave up and everyone just accepted they would never see the man again, Four kept busy never stopping his work so he can never think about the cold he felt in his heart the day SMG3 disappeared. 

[b-r-i-n-g-x]

i kinda like aster and three being a couple its cute can we have a wholesome dinner date?

*careless whispers starts to play*

[34saveme34]

SMG3's Interactable Adventure - Chapter 1

[Vote by the end of the chapter! Lasts a week]

Warmth. The bed was warm. Warmer than usual. Not that 3 minded that. As he slowly felt himself wake up, he couldn’t even feel wary about that yet. It’s really hard to get scared of comfortable things. Though as more of his surroundings set in, the wariness came too. He wasn’t in the room he would usually sleep in. The warmth he was feeling was someone beside him. The feeling got him riled up enough to check. Seeing 4 beside him, all snuggled up to him made colour leave his face. He was the LAST person he thought would be beside him! In a poetic way of course though, he had to admit, there’s many more people he would be less likely to be in the same bed with. He still found it strange. 

He took a while and it was hard but he managed to get out of 4’s grasp without waking him up. He did stop for a bit though. Seeing him so peaceful did bring him joy. He was happy that 4 didn’t seem to be as plagued by his quality-over-quantity nightmares as he thought he would be. 3 many times would pace around in his room, even back when he was living in the Graveyard after that whole thing happened… He didn’t realise before just how… fragile 4 is. It wasn’t something he was yet used to feeling, and yet… He felt it with his whole self. And it all just made him want to leave him to his demons less and less. He didn’t know how to show or tell 4 so he would just do things on his own, so he wouldn’t need to face 4 giggling about his sensitive side. 

This all made it hard to leave 4 alone but he did anyways. He couldn’t make himself stay, even if a part of himself wanted to. He looked around the room to see if he could find his clothes, considering he was only in his boxers. He found a set of his clothes folded neatly by 4’s boring work station. He still can’t believe such a silly yet boring room was enough for 4. Although at this point, 3 warmed up to it with how much he would visit 4. 

As he lifted his clothes, even those smelled like 4. He couldn’t help but feel like he was forgetting something but he couldn’t put that anywhere in his mind. Did they… do something? He quickly shook the thoughts out of his head, he didn’t need to think about that.

He put on his clothes then quietly exited the room. The hallway was oddly quiet considering how the castle usually is.

3 went outside and realised why. It was still pretty early. Well, it was time to open his café anyways!

He went but there was this odd feeling in his stomach. He wanted to ignore it but it felt like something was wrong. 

He went inside and then to his room. He was surprised to see Meggy there.

“Oh, you’re back already?” Meggy asked as she got up, she was dressed in her usual attire, it seemed she was just about to get her hat and goggles on. 

3 felt the confusion in himself set in.

Meggy seemed confused right back.

“Don’t you remember? You asked me to feed your Eggy since you had to help 4 finish an urgent video of his. And you also asked me to look after him in case he does something stupid”

“Oh! Uh, yeah yeah! Thanks for that! You can leave now if you want to” 3 tried his best to show a sure smile, although he was scared he might have sounded sarcastic. Even though in reality he just didn’t know what was going on.

Meggy gave him a quick hug. 3 was too surprised to even react.

“Just know you can ask me anytime, alright? I’m here for you, 3” she said with a smile then left.

3 just stood there, thinking.

3? Did she… huh. 

He stared in front of himself, trying to figure out what’s up. Since when was he this close to these losers? Like 4 he could almost stomach but Meggy? 

He was knocked out of his thoughts by cheerful barks coming from his most favourite boy.

“Eggdog!” he kneeled down, welcoming his most smartest son in his arms.

It seemed the only thing that didn’t feel off. Him and his dog against the world. 

“Oh, my wonderful baby boy, what would I do without you?” 

He got a few more cheerful barks back as an answer.

“Oh, my boy, what have you been up to?”

He got a few suspicious barks back as an answer.

“Really, you were kind to your dogsitter and didn’t do anything inappropriate?”

Eggdog seemed to choose his barks before replying.

“Well, that doesn’t convince me, you should know that. I better not find badly hung up LED lights in the bathroom of the meme rave you definitely didn’t have in there!”

3 quickly let go of his sonny boy, running to the bathroom. 

The 2 basically raced to the bathroom door, with Eggdog throwing himself at the door, with all his willpower keeping him back from opening the door.

“Hey now, you can’t keep me out forever!”

Eggdog whined, looking up sadly at 3. 3’s heart sank at the sight.

“I won’t be mad I promise!”

Yet Eggdog persisted. 3 gently pushed him out of the way.

He gently opened the door.

The door squeaked lightly, as the room went quiet, almost like the whole world did, it felt loud. Very loud.

3 wasn’t sure why it felt like that, but he could feel a chill travel up his spine as he looked inside.

Everything… was normal. Nothing was out of order. Just as it should be, right?

Right.

As he stepped inside, just with a single foot, he felt a rush through his body, memories coming to him. They didn’t feel like his own. They rather seemed like flashes than actual memories.

He turned around to see that Eggdog, already outside the bathroom, had a tiny neon sign on his head, it depicted a palm tree and a beach chair, although in a rather abstract way.

“Eggdog. Are you trying to sneak away? I said I won’t be mad”

Eggdog looked up at him with big more than puppy eyes, it was filled with so much puppy. 3 could cry.

“You’re okay, I promise! I just hope you didn’t break anything. That’s the part I don’t like”

Eggdog barked with remorse.

“That’s my boy” 3 smiled at him, patting his little head then he continued to take the sign to who knows where.

He stood up. He looked towards the bathroom.

He walked in. Nothing happened. Nothing at all. What happened before? He couldn’t remember. Although, it wasn’t just the bathroom making him feel this way. It was everything.

For some reason, he sat down on the ground, on the cold bathroom floor.

Maybe if he just grounds himself enough… Just bring yourself back to Earth…

He closed his eyes, trying to concentrate, trying to make sense of everything that happened today. Him in 4’s- vicinity. Meggy not insulting him for once when they talk or make him embarrassed. Eggdog’s ultra rave bathroom party not resulting in the toilet going missing. It was all things he was supposed to be happy about. It felt like it had been just going too well for him.

He got so lost in thought, he didn’t realise someone was standing in front of him.

And that someone wasn’t about to be very patient, lifting 3 up, who barely knew what was going on then kissing him. 

3 went wholly red faced. He didn’t expect ANYTHING like this. He was too stunned to speak.

And when the kiss stopped, he could see a smiling 4 right in front of him.

“Way to leave me alone like that- oh, did I disturb something?”

3 was still speechless.

“Uh… did I do something bad?” 4 looked at him sad “I want to know, let’s talk”

4 grabbed 3’s hand and dragged him out of the bathroom. 

Meanwhile, as speechless as 3 was, he could feel his heart race, his head race, his everything race. If he wasn’t limited by the physical attributes of being a living person, his heart could make him time travel. 

They both sat down on 3’s bed. 4 gave 3 a half hug, squeezing him on his side.

“You can tell me if something’s up, you should know I’ll listen”

3 sighed. Words were hard, especially with 4’s eyes feeling like they were deep in his soul, clawing on it without 4 knowing.

“I…” 3 started, looking away from 4 then convincing himself to look back “It feels like things are better than they should be”

“Better than they should be?”

“It feels like… I don’t think I deserve it…”

3 put his head in his hands, trying to keep it together but failing.

“Don’t say that! You deserve all good things… you worked hard after all”

“I-... I… I did?”

“Yeah! I don’t know anyone else who would deserve it as much as you”

“Oh, uh, thanks…”

3 looked down.

“That didn’t help, huh?” 4 crossed his arms, letting go of 3.

3 kept looking on the ground, then finally determined he should ask what was on his mind.

“What did you kiss me for?”

“What?”

“I asked wh-”

“No I heard but- We’ve been together for a good while now, so I- I don’t know where this is coming from”

“HUH??”

3 jumped up, staring at 4 as if he saw a ghost. 4 started to look more and more worried.

3 could feel tears come to his eyes as he couldn’t take this anymore. He ran away, like a coward. But the damage has already been done. He ran out of the building and to the woods. It started to get darker and darker but he didn’t care. He just needed some space… That is all. He sat down by a tree, plopping himself down after running so much. He lowered his head in his hands.

It felt like the world was against him. As he looked up again. He wasn’t in the dark trees anymore. No life seemed to persist, just darkness. No one was there but him. nothing was there but him. But that soon would change as a figure approached him.

“Hey now, boy… what do you think, how did that make SMG4 feel?”

“...H… Huh?” 3 looked up. He swore he knew that face from somewhere but he couldn’t put it anywhere. 

“He really cares about you and you do as well, right? Why would you choose to make him feel bad like that? That’s selfish”

“I…” he looked miserable.

“Interesting… you know what, boy? I’ll help you out. WE’ll help you out” 

“We?”

“We’re gonna ask for audience opinion! They’re gonna help you with making sure you get on the right path! Or… let’s not talk about that possibility!”

“Audience, really? Those losers?”

“Shush, boy”

“Quit calling me boy”

“Fits you though”

The figure laughed then they brought up 3 objects out of nowhere. While to 3, they were redacted, so he really could only look confused, to the audience, to YOU, they were there clearly, with subtitles added to explain each item.

“The choice is yours” the figure pointed at the 4th wall.

First item - A receipt to some restaurant, dating only a few months back.

Second item - Christmas lights that are broken. They seemed to suffer a lot of damage but they're still recognisable as christmas lights.

Third item - 2 AA batteries, still in their packaging, implying they are still fully charged.

[mickey708]

After reading the fic i couldnt help but attempt to draw them their so silly!! (Srry if they look a lil crappy im sleep deprived so gn!)

Characters and fic Split into Threes belongs to @alianarepasa and @shygirl4991 !!! (Love your guys work!!)

Og three out here regretting his life choices.

[supermarioglxxchy3]

take this guy. he's yours now

[dollcherray]

GREETINGS! I wanted to ask you if you could do a SMG4 x reader who's after the Mr puzzles movie very like VERY traumatized, won't get out from their bed and wouldn't say a word, since Mr puzzles did very horrible things

If you don't want to it's alright!

BTW love all your blogs

୨୧ BINGO BINGO BABY ✮

SMG4 X READER WHO'S SEVERELY TRAUMATIZED

A/N: you guys are making me feel so loved istg</3 btw I LOVE YOU!

Tw: Traumas, Illusions, flashbacks, reader probably has PTSD,if theres any TW missing, pls warn me so i can put it!

type: Headcanons, Fluff/angst, romantic.

Song(s) recommendation: Lucy / Treehouse

୨୧ SMG4 would be a very caring boyfriend, so when he noticed how traumatized you were because of the events of the puzzlevision arc, he would be extra caring for you, trying to make you better in all possible ways.

୨୧ He would do anything, give you gifts, stay with you whenever you needed to, he wouldnt let you be unsupervised for more than 3 hours, hes just too scared to something happening with you that could make you even worse.

୨୧ He would be there for you whenever you just felt the need to talk of how terrifying it was to you, he would hear everything you had to say even if he was in the same events with you, he knows how it feels to have the need to just, let it out so he will be all ears for what you have to say.

୨୧ But when you are eerily quiet, he will be a little more sadder, he enjoyed your voice so much, so he wouldnt really enjoy when you are mute, but would respect it since he knows better than pushing you and making you possibly stressed and worsening things.

୨୧ He would bring anything you needed to the bed, water, food, you name it, he would go to the ends of the earth to get something especific that you asked for, just so that you could feel a bit more at ease.

୨୧ If you have any episodes or illusions, SMG4 would come bursting through walls, doors, or anything on his way just to get to you and hug you to support as much as possible, he would panic, sure, but he would try to keep his cool so he could help you. (even though he has NO idea on how to help you.) if you have any flashbacks of Puzzles, Smg4 would be there to reassure you that he will never come back to hurt you, he wouldnt allow it.

୨୧ He would give you more peace by not taking you in adventures anymore, also would start sleeping with you so that you could feel safe and him unconcerned about any possibility of you having an anxiety attack and to also hold you close to him in his sleep </3 (he feels at peace when holding you)

୨୧ SMG4 would be so worried, so so worried, he really loves you and you were in such degrading situation, he wish he could just take your pain and fear away so that he could only see your eletric way again</3

୨୧ SMG3 would try to help, watching over you when SMG4 couldnt and giving anything you needed while hes gone, Smg3 would just be a tad careless when it comes to trying to help you, since he doesnt have that MUCH worry of SMG4 on helping you, dont get him wrong, you are his friend and all but he's still a little bitch sometimes.

୨୧ SMG4 would miss having you in his adventures, he fears that you can stay like this forever, feared that you would be in a anxious and painful to see state, he would still love you, he will always love you, but what worries him is that you would be in such heartbreaking state forever.

୨୧ Mario is proihibited to enter your room, SMG4 would burn Mario himself if he ever enters there just to bug you or mess around in your room, so if Mario ever tries to sneak in while hes not looking, just text him in one second and in the next second, Mario is being burned alive.

୨୧ ...he already went to find the destroyed TV just to smash it over and over again in pure anger of what Puzzles did to you...👀

୨୧ “I love you, aint that crazy?...”

A/N:oops i did it again... i connected the title with the final quote 👍🏼

[lizaluvsthis]

Destiny has already decided

- What if (in Triple Threat AU) - 

- Eratica got to talk to her inner self? (Eri) -

Summary: Eratica got sent to the abyss where she happens to meet her inner-self

Talked to @dreamteamredstinger about couple of Lore drops Eratica has and the AU itself, since eri's my fav this story is about her and her innerself ^^

Anyways enjoy lovely fans and to people who love Eratica!

Especially to RedStinger since this is one of the first gift fic he's getting

A white light suddenly burst into the plain white space, revealing a lone woman caught off guard by the unexpected appearance. 

Time seemed to slow down as the person’s eyes widened in realization. For a brief moment, fear consumed her, but she refused to let it control her. 

With a clear and steady mind, she quickly assessed her situation and decided to use her sword as a makeshift stair; she stabbed it into the ground just before her body could touch the floor.

Her boot landed on the top handle, and she gracefully landed safely on the ground, her sword still firmly embedded in the floor.

Her feet stabilized as she took in the surroundings around her. 

Her eyes darted around, taking in the endless white spaces that seemed to stretch indefinitely. 

With a determined look, she pulled her sword from the ground, its weight firmly gripped in her strong grasp.

"Where in the hell am I?" She said aloud, her hood falling to her shoulders revealing her face and her mask hanging loosely around her chin. She took a deep breath, taking off her mask momentarily as she looked around the space in confusion.

The woman's face revealed signs of battles past. A scar on her left eyebrow, a scar on her cheek, and hints of corruption on the left corner of her cheek that crept down her neck. 

"What is this place...?" she asked aloud, her voice echoing faintly in the quiet space, the volume seeming out of sync through the emptiness surrounding her.

Her gaze fell beneath her feet, and she looked at the tile reflecting her appearance. 

Suddenly, a faint glow caught her eye, and her focus shifted towards it.

Her senses tingle with anticipation, bracing for a possible encounter yet to come.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly darkened, the glow intensified to an explosion of brightness. 

In a quick motion, Eratica shielded her eyes with her cape, protecting them from the blinding light that engulfed them all around her as the explosion occurred.

As the brightness faded and the abyss returned to its previous state of blank white emptiness, Eratica slowly lowered her arm, eyes opening once again. 

She steeled for the unknown, preparing to face whatever may come.

Only to find that she was staring back at...herself?

Her eyes widened in surprise to beheld her inner self, transformed into a young, healthy, and unblemished version.

The other version of her wore a purple sleeve and sported long, flowing hair, and eyes appearing innocent.

She couldn't help but take notice of the other version's stature, as she seemed shorter in comparison to her own. 

This difference was both unsettling and yet strangely captivating.

Eratica felt frozen in place, her hands remaining firmly clamped onto her sword's handle as her eyes locked onto her past self. 

Astonishment washed over her, prompting her to utter "You're...me..." 

Her brow furrowed, deepening the frown that now adorned her face.

Eratica's confusion only deepened as her eyes locked with her past self, the glowing yellow aura around her adding to the surrealness of the situation. 

“But how? How is this possible?” Yet no words came from her past. 

The silence between them felt almost deafening.

As the memories flooded back to Eratica, images of the past came rushing to her mind. 

She remembered the rise of the memes, their dominion over the territory, and the chaos that ensued. 

Bloodshed and destruction ravaged the lands, cities were reduced to heaps of rubble, and an army filled in vengeful hearts was ready to strike. 

The most haunting memory of all was the moment where she had taken her own brother's life…

Eratica could feel the weight of the memory as it pressed upon her conscience, its presence overwhelming.

In a desperate attempt to deny the reality of her past actions.

She took a few steps backward, her body instinctively distancing itself from the horrors she had inflicted. 

Her inner-self, Eri, now stood before her, an expression of anger evident on her face as she posed the question, "Why...?"

Eratica's body stiffened slightly as her mind wrestled with memories, her feet momentarily rooted in place. 

With a deep, purposeful breath, she managed to center once more, bringing clarity to her thoughts. 

Her attention returned to Eri, watching as her former self stood there, tears welling up in her eyes and a look of anger and hurt painted across her face.

"Why did you do that...? You..." Eri started, her voice trembling in a mixture of sadness and betrayal.

Eri's voice rang out in anguish, blaming Eratica for the death of her brother.

“You killed my brother!"

 However, Eratica responded to a cold, impassive tone, her face lacking emotion as she firmly stated, 

"He is not our brother. He has become a parasite. And parasites always will be parasites until they've grown to harvest from the mind of each being's existence..."

Eri's eyes dropped to the ground, her fists clenching tightly as she digested the harsh words spoken by Eratica.

Eratica remained cold and unflinching as she listened to Eri's outburst. 

"Why are you sad? I did what we were supposed to do, we finished our job," 

she stated matter-of-factly, in a hint of confusion.

But Eri's anguish only intensified, her frustration and anger reaching a boiling point as she yelled, "THIS ISN'T RIGHT! ALL OF THIS IS YOUR FAULT!" 

To a surge of emotion, she ran up to Eratica and lashed out to a weak punch, but Eratica dodged the attack effortlessly.

Her glow intensified, illuminating the space around her. 

In a sudden motion, she conjured up a small sword that bore a striking resemblance to Eratica's own. 

To a determined push forward, she issued a battle cry, her voice implied with anger.

 "YOU TOOK EVERYTHING AWAY FROM ME!"

Her swing came down hard, the force behind it powerful enough to almost knock Eratica off her feet. 

But the present Eratica stood her ground, her blade held firmly as a shield, defending herself from the onslaught.

“And who are you to think of that to yourself?!”

Eratica's anger flared, visible in the purple glow of her eyes shifting from red. 

She dodged Eri's attack, knocking the sword out of her grasp and pinning her to the ground. 

Her sword pointed menacingly at Eri, Eratica issued a harsh decree.

"You are nothing. You are not worth being yourself anymore," she declared, her voice cold and commanding. 

"I am in control here. And no such parasites shall live."

Her vision fixed on Eratica, a look of empathy and contemplation on her face as she uttered the question, 

"What have I become...?"

Looking down at her younger self, Eratica remained cold and neutral, her eyes devoid of kindness or mercy.

The anger and hatred that resided in her heart radiated outward, consuming her without a trace of compassion.

Eri's voice trembled in regret as she confessed, 

"I've become the worst to everyone, haven't I?” 

Eratica spoke “They think I'm the villain, but I tried everything to save their lives for this." 

Her grip tightened on her sword, anger welling up within her, but she fought to keep hers in check, slowly calming down.

Eratica's voice trailed off, choked in anger. 

She took a deep breath before speaking again, 

"And yet, what did I get in return? Nothing but the loss of my brother, all because of those damned pests."

There was a brief moment of quiet as the two versions of Eratica stood facing each other, both reflecting on the shared struggle and the pain that had driven them to such extreme measures. 

Though separated by time and circumstance, they shared a common bond in the loss of their brother, 

a pain that had consumed their hearts and led them down a path of anger and violence.

Eri's words echo a sense of self-blame and regret. 

She held accountable for the choices made.

 On the other hand, Eratica remained steadfast in her belief that the memes were the root cause of their troubles.

 She wholeheartedly believed that the chaotic influence of the memes had led to all the suffering and chaos.

"But- what about Minion...?”

Eri's words brought up an old and painful memory, and Eratica instinctively flinched at the mention of Minion.

"No- don't bring this up now, she doesn't matter to me” Her response was brief and dismissive, trying to suppress the guilt connected to their past.

But Eri persisted, her voice added frustration as she yelled. "Then why did you stop?" Eratica paused, caught off guard by the question.

She followed by turning her head to the left at her prompting, and her eyes widened at what she saw.

She stood silent. “Don't you see the other side? The bright side of life? Can't you see how it is for other people that can have different paths?" 

Looking to her left, Eratica was met to an unexpected sight—a vibrant, colorful world filled in joy and laughter. 

People moved about, their faces etched that had radiant smiles and eyes twinkling in mirth. Life seemed to hum with energy and optimism. 

Everything here is so... vibrant and alive.

Eratica turned to the other side and saw the scene unfolding before her. 

The white plain abyss loomed, and SMG3 was there, defending SMG4 with his arms protectively wrapped around him.

Minion had bravely stepped in front of the meme guardians, a look of determination and fear mixed on her face.

She was frozen, unable to move, the weight of her feelings pinning her in place.

Eratica's eyes, something stirred within her. 

She was quiet for a moment, the weight of truth sinking in.

"We were different from our world. We killed our brother... and what did it cost? All of it, just because others turned into those insane meme parasites? Was it all just for our brother to return? Hoping everything would finally end? Go back to normal?”

Eratica walked up to the front, she stared at Minion's face. 

Regret and guilt seeped into her expression, the weight of her actions and the consequences they had brought upon them all. 

"LOOK AROUND YOU, ERATICA!" Inner Eri's voice cut through the air, feeling frustration and despair. 

"YOU'VE DONE SO MUCH HARM!"

"I did it to protect the people!" Eratica retorted, her voice firm and resolute, standing unwavering in her convictions.

But Inner Eri's response was equally intense. "THIS ISN'T OUR WORLD! IT DOESN'T WORK LIKE THAT!”

As Eratica's resolve cracked, the pieces of her facade falling away, she stood there, dumbfounded by the realization that hit her. 

Inner Eri's blunt words struck a chord, causing her to question everything she thought she understood.

"Take a hint," Eri urged "What do you think the people around this world act like? Four's crew, who weren't even affected by the meme parasite?"

Eratica paused, letting the question sink in as she looked around, seeing the world differently for the first time.

"It's because they're good people, they protect others from the dangers that are a threat to their world. Look outside. 

Don't you see that nature is still living? On its peaceful side, you wonder why. 

Because they're the main guardians. 

They guard to protect whatever is harming their own home! And what do you think you're doing?!"

Eri's eyes glanced at the sword, she urged, 

"Please... think about your decisions... think it all through... I don't want us to... to go insane again... please..." 

As she spoke, she slowly raised her right hand, offering it to Eratica, hoping for her to take it and embrace the path of understanding and healing.

As Eri stood there, offering her hand to Eratica, she noticed that her hand was fading away, slowly vanishing before her eyes.

Eri's time is running out.

Eratica stood there, torn apart to her and the weight of her past actions. 

Eratica's voice was soft and strained as she spoke, "Please... make a decision... I don't want ourselves to end up in a big mess like this... let it all go... it was all... in the past…"

Eratica felt confused. 

In her world, the guardians had always been in control. But now that she saw them in this world, they seemed different. 

She tried to find why they seemed so different, but it made her doubt what she had thought was true.

As Eri pleaded with Eratica, the urgency in her voice was palpable. 

"Promise me you'll change," she began, her voice barely holding back tears as she spoke of her brother and their world. 

"For us, your brother, the world we were in... promise me," She begged, her hand still extended, the promise hanging in the air. 

"PROMISE ME!" she cried, the weight of her request clear in her emotional outburst.

Eratica's gaze fell upon the sword before her, the embodiment of her identity and the symbol of her convictions. 

It took a moment of deep contemplation for her to reach a decision. As her sword clattered to the ground, a sense of resignation washed over her.

A form of a heavy sigh, she admitted.

"I can't promise that." 

The words hung in the air, went to a mixture of regret and acceptance.

Despite her problems, Eratica knew that some things couldn't be guaranteed.

As the weight of the decision bore down on her, Eratica had self-doubt. 

Her inner self slowly fading away and leaving her to choose her own, the significance of the moment magnified.

The silence seemed to only amplify the tension of the moment as Eri stood there, knowing that whatever decision she made would have far-reaching consequences.

As Eri's words echoed through the air, a bittersweet chuckle escaped her lips. 

Forming a gentle, saddened smile, she continued.

“Then you are an idiot." 

The weight of her statement hung in the air, a stark contrast to the finality of her fading away into the ether.

Eratica stood there, alone in the silent aftermath, grappling the weight of her choice and the consequences that lay ahead. 

The absence of Eri's presence left a void in her heart, and the echoes of her words still resonated within her mind, a bittersweet reminder of the choices made and the paths that had led them there.

As Eratica gripped her sword tighter, determination burning in her eyes, she declared in a firm voice, "There is nothing WORTH for me to give... I've paid the price, and I must end it." 

As Eratica sat there, a wave of emptiness washed over her like a merciless tide. 

She finds it hard to understand, grappling the question at her thoughts. 

“Why does it hurt?” It was a question that had no easy answer, and as the weight of pain and loss settled upon her, she wept without restraint, shedding tears that seemed to come from the depths of her wounded soul.

As tears streamed down her face, Eratica felt a touch on her shoulder and provided comfort.

The faint figure of a familiar soul stood beside her.

Its voice cutting through the haze of her pain as it spoke words that offered both guidance and purpose.

The red gleam flickered in the dim light as the familiar soul urged her on, 

"Come on, Eratica. It is your DUTY to save everyone. Before it is too late, you must fulfill your destiny"

A determined glint in her eyes, Eratica wiped away her tears and stood upright, gripping her sword tightly.

The voice of the familiar soul's encouragement echoed in her mind, reminding her of the weight of her responsibility.

"You're right," she acknowledged, her voice firm yet in a hint of sadness. 

"I must... for the people and everyone," Eratica took a deep breath, filling her lungs to a mix of resolve and lingering guilt. 

Despite the conflict that gnawed at her heart, she steeled following the path she was setting her upon.

In a final swing of her sword, Eratica sent forth a cutting arc that tore open a portal, its shimmering light rippling in the surrounding environment.

With a heavy heart, (I'm sorry) the words tinged in regret of the path laid out before her. 

"But destiny... has already... decided."

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[adversary-to-inamorato]

"I'm sorry I deceived you,"

I'm sorry I couldn't tell you.

"And it's terribly sad,"

"But our suffering is the only bond we share."

I can't pick one picture I like out of these three so here you go.

The outfit for SMG4 is based on the original MV of the song, whilst SMG3 is inspired by Project Sekai's version of the outfit.

I feel like this song perfectly encapsulates their emotions and the "hell" they're going through. Over and over again, unsure when it'll stop or will it just continue forever.

And in this fic, I swapped their initial lines. While "I'm sorry I deceived you" is perfect for Three, it's delivered by Four for his betrayal of taking advantage of the loop. And for "I'm sorry I couldn't tell you" for Three is because he couldn't express his care towards Four properly in the later chapters.

I'll say that much. I hope you enjoy it!

[alianarepasa]

Teasing you all with something

:)

[anartisticalniche]

hey everyone!

Just wanted to say that A Corsair Freebooter is officially on AO3!

Here's the link to the prologue for anyone who hasn't read it yet!

A Corsair Freebooter - Chapter 1 - AnArtNiche - Super Mario & Related Fandoms [Archive of Our Own]