lokisis · 4 months ago
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Thinking... if you came in to Spamton’s shop one day (after he already grew somewhat fond of you) and picked out one of the nicer things. And he notices you can't afford the price so he offers a discount for his [one and only] customer.
But you refuse. You say, this is worth more than that, don't you think? You place it back on the shelf. And you tell him you'll come back for it when you can pay full price... provided it's still there, of course.
And he fucking. Falls in love right there. You're already out the door, but if you weren’t, he would've confessed immediately. He grabs the item off the shelf and hides it in a drawer of his. He wouldn’t let anyone else take it from you. It was for you anyway.
Next time he'll hide the price tag a little better.
And he'll give it to you for free.
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lokisis · 1 year ago
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I need everyone to understand why spamton was the justice soul. I need everyone to understand that he has determination and it's amazing and terrifying to see. I need everyone to see that justice isn't always about doing the right thing, but rather making things fair. I need everyone to see that once again, determination was never about being good, but just about seeing things through. I need everyone to see that a man determined to show justice to the people he resents is meant to elicit fear.
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lokisis · 9 months ago
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The innate feeling of love humans have for everything.. when they find out that something is unloved they go out of their way to love it unconditionally. Something so deep rooted in our genes it can't be removed. To find something broken and battered to love, because it satiates a need. Why do we do that? Why do you do that?
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lokisis · 6 months ago
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I want to run my hands across his many joints and watch him flinch every time I dip my fingertips into the cracks. I want to feel his jaw move against my skin. I want to feel the unnatural heat blooming from the mechanisms in his chest. I want so badly to curl around him and fall asleep in his arms. And maybe wake up to the sight of his tired eyes and smile.
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lokisis · 8 months ago
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Something about Spamton refusing to take your soul, vehemently telling you No, even after telling you what his original plan was. Something about how he fights with you, hurts you in a way he can never take back, just to stop you from making the biggest mistake of your life. Locks you out of his life, throws away the key, pretends he never knew you. Meanwhile behind closed doors, he begs to be forgiven, apologizes to the empty air, chokes on his ad riddled voice.
If you go looking for him, you'll never find him. He doesn't want you to find him. The store is always locked or empty, every dumpster colder than the air around you, every alleyway deserted like they were meant to be. And you want to scream, you want to hurt him, more than he hurt you.
You want to hold him and never let him go ever again.
Everything is the same, yet it feels emptier than ever before.
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lokisis · 11 months ago
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I love soul mates but ONLY if it's "we always end up finding each other" because soul mates who are only soul mates because they keep fucking falling in love is just so good. "In every life I've ever lived, it's always you. Why is it always you?" vibes y'know?
String of fate and stuff like that? Not as fun imo. That's just "we're destined to love each other bc [god] said so" that's not interesting at all to me! It's so boring! Where's the tension? Where's the feeling of dread that comes with being soul mates by choice? That one day, if one of them has had enough, they could leave the other stranded and alone. They could move on, but they chose to love, so unconditionally that it's recognized by the Universe
You can't get that kind of raw emotion from a predetermined fate, y’know? And I'm talking ALL types of love here, capiche?
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lokisis · 1 year ago
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Thinking abt the tragedy of spamton again..
Thinking about how none of his "friends" would be seen with him in public. How even though he expresses he doesn't care about them anymore, his demeanor cracks. How he believes he can't see them anymore, even if he wanted to. How he cried for them at some point, after being evicted from the mansion. How he had to come to terms with the fact that no one was going to save him.
Thinking about how his last act as a regular darkner was declaring he would live for himself. For his friend(s). How even then, he was unsure if he was friends with anyone other than Kris. How he gives up the act, even just temporarily, after realizing he really couldn't change.
Thinking about how that doesn't stop him. How quickly he recovers, even for just a joke. How he found justice in giving his power to Kris. How he learned to trust again, though he probably didn't notice.
Thinking about how his story doesn't end there. How it feels somber, but it's truly hopeful. How it leaves him in a better place, with hope for a better future.
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lokisis · 1 year ago
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OH I forgot to talk about my miitopia story au thing?
Basically it would be miitopia but with the danger levels of monster hunter (because let's be honest you fight some crazy shit) and the MC is a warrior who really doesn't care abt anyone and they're traveling with an assigned cleric. They hit greenhorn and a thief steals the warrior's sword, and their mage friend uses an explosion to cover for them. But they didn't account for the cleric being able to use barrier spells.
Anyway they get caught and the warrior forces them to join the adventure or else they'll get turned in to the sheriff.
They don't get stolen by the dark lord this time, since he doesn't see them as a threat. Over time the warrior actually starts to care a lot about their little group, and after one of them almost dies to a monster encounter the warrior leaves by themselves to do the mission alone.
Cleric is having None Of It. "We started this together and we're Ending it together." Warrior admits they're terrified of losing their friends. Cleric gives the rebuttal of 'yeah but we don't want You to die either, dipshit'. Oops caught feelings ANYWAY let's go back to the inn now!!!
The rest plays out mostly the same as regular miitopia. Except with new unnecessary feelings
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lokisis · 2 years ago
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Thinkin about how Spamton breathes life into everything he's a part of, but he never notices. Like the shop being colorful and the music inside being lively when he's there, and it turning grey and melancholy when he's gone. Or the neo suit, which started as the same color as the basement, turning into a vibrant array of colors with Spamton in control.
But he never notices. He can't see it. He's completely blinded by the idea of becoming big, he doesn't realize he's already amazing in his own way. And that's just. So incredibly sad.
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lokisis · 1 year ago
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Also, while I won't do this bc it's too complicated, I've thought about a cool au for my fic.
Essentially the MC gets shattered like gaster, and ends up in different times, while still stuck in Cyber City. All different fics. Cue shenanigans. At the end of each seperate fic, the MC would get the feeling they knew these people, and then it would end.
And then after every iteration of spam was explored, the MC would fuse back together. Finally being able to use their dark form. And they would remember. Everything they did, in every time, they would remember. And the final line would be:
"In every life I've ever lived, it was always you."
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lokisis · 1 year ago
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Nothing is cooler to me than characters knowing the 4th wall exists and being so used to it that they casually break it
Like sans fucks with the player by using the screen camera- being able to move while you can't see him, and Spamton changes his own shop menu to force you into only buying and never selling to him. I love that! I love how casual it feels. Like yeah sure it's technically a big deal, but if you don't care and I don't care, why bring it up?
And don't get me started on flowey fucking with the text boxes. Destroying your save completely just to show off? Oughghhh so good.
Actually Honkai Star Rail has a character like this too! Silver Wolf treats everything like a game, including "real life" and she comments on stuff in game like we would comment on things ("stingy chest!" "This is double speed?")
I just love these types of characters!! Give me more characters with a casual relationship with the 4th wall!!
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lokisis · 1 year ago
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Maybe it's bc I'm autistic and have a huge aversion to touch but ough... being comfortable enough to let someone touch you, slowly evolving to 'you can do whatever you want' bc you trust them.. oughghh crying in the club
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lokisis · 1 year ago
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Oh oops forgot to explain the strings picture
Basically it's what happened to Sunbird. His story isn't 100% canon compliant, so I got to add some stuff.
The strings killed him, ripped him apart, then hung his body up for the squiggly wigglies to take over. He's still Him, but he's not... fully alive.. Bc the parasites are the only thing keeping him together, if he were to lose them he would fully disintegrate. So yeah. Sunbird has had it a bit rougher than normal Spam haha...
As a positive, this can be solved. Theoretically.
He just
needs
You.
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lokisis · 1 year ago
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If you ever thought to yourself "hm. That's an oddly specific detail that probably means nothing" looking at my snippets, just know it took 80 pages to explain one small detail. Chekhov is crying rn
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lokisis · 1 year ago
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Ugh the oxymoron of Alone Together fucks so hard
Like yes PLEASE give me characters that don't belong anywhere else but with each other. Please show me in great detail how the world around them was never meant for them, but they find solace in each other. Show me that their connection makes the world dull in comparison.
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lokisis · 1 year ago
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Every spam fic I've read was easily separated in my mind
The reason? Every spam was different. No one's writing style is the same ofc, but there's other details that make them different too. One has scars littered around his body, another is only connected by shadows. One has a perpetual smile, another drops the act as soon as he realizes it won't work. One dyes his hair, another just has black hair.
Even the subtle differences in personality make me see them differently. Eat the Rich spam is significantly softer and sweeter than Employed by the Big Shot spam. In my mind, those are two seperate entities, never meant to be in any other story.
Which leads me to my idea: Drawing every fanfic spam the way I see them. The idea has been in my brain for a while but I've been busy..
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