#cybug king candy x reader

[sugar-crash]

🪲👑CYBUG King Candy (Wreck-It Ralph) x (gn) Reader🍭🕷️

(“Get BACK here LITTLE GUY~!” Edition)

(Picture’s not mine!)

(CW: Unhealthy relationship dynamic, then again that’s not new with my headcanons.

Ask here! Here it is… I just needed a moment to myself I guess, that and I’m just lazy as shit lol.)

- Honestly, Anon, you’re right about how he acts when he gets his cybug form. It immediately goes straight to his head, and he’s obnoxious about it.

- His desire to have power over others can be enacted onto someone he thought he could never overcome, at least not physically, solely having to rely on that silver tongue of his to get what he wants, but now? HOHOHOOO

- He uses it as a means for intimidation over you, making you do things for him even though he’s more than capable of doing it, just using his more powerful form to stronghold you in a position under him… Get your mind out of the gutter.

- He keeps you close both metaphorically and physically, making you watch the destruction of the arcade and its occupants in the ravages of an apocalypse of his design.

- It’s no surprise that he enjoys the misery he brings upon you, the tears? The begging?? It gives him a kind of satisfaction that he almost immediately becomes addicted to.

- NOT a good person, with his outsides simply being what he is on the inside at that point, an apathetic monster who just wants to drag everyone down so he can be the best of the worst, with you being no exception. He revels in the idea that he makes you miserable, all the while being the only person you could solidly rely on— Your life in his clawed hands.

- He’s so much more possessive because of that, so desperate to keep you just so he can make you feel so much lesser than him, a piece of the past he can keep all to himself, that no other person or cybug can touch without feeling his monstrous wrath.

- He’s so playfully ruthless when it comes to you, it’s all a game to him really, a game he wins time and time again just to see that ember of hope diminish in you as you realize how truly hopeless your situation is.

- The gloating never ends, always and forever will be a sore winner, thinking his new virus-riddled ‘friends’ are his new thing to command, hybrid or not because he thinks he deserves it, just like how he thinks he deserves you, as nasty as that sounds.

- His entitlement palpable in the way he conducts himself when he and his swarm set their eyes on an arcade cabinet with a hunger that can never be satisfied.

- He’s a scourge on everything his claws touch, especially to you, deranged words and giggles leaving him as he torments you, he’s patronizing in nature, making digging comments about how you’re so below him—

- That you should be thankful that he spared you, that he even gives you the time of day when he could be doing more important things.

- His toxic mannerisms are so much more obvious now, not that they were subtle in the first place, but it’s right in your face now, literally and figuratively as he puts you down, slowly chipping away your confidence as a means to make you more reliant on him.

- His touches are ‘loving’ in a way that an anaconda tightens around its prey, suffocating, just another way he loves to remind you that he has all the power in the arcade to kill you but chooses not to—

- Just another ploy to make you fear him enough to not find another person behind his back or something.

- Even with all that power at his fingertips, he’s paranoid, overly so, his mind going through every single thing that could go wrong, what could get him into the grave once more, reacting impulsively and ruthlessly because of it.

- He uses the swarm as a way to have control over the arcade, as much as it would make him happy to destroy all of it in one fell swoop, he realizes that would simply get everything unplugged— Game over for you and him.

- That’s a total no-no, he wants this to last as long as it possibly can before everything inevitably goes to shit with how destructive the cybugs naturally are, something he refuses to even acknowledge.

- His ambition makes him overzealous, constricting the arcades' way of life with the threat of the swarm, including your own, in a way that benefits him and him alone, just because he can, it’s all about power to him.

- To have things no one else can, to be the most threatening thing in the arcade, with no one in his way.

(Finished this in one day because of a sudden spike of inspiration… So if there’s like any grammar mistakes and such, sorry lol.)

[requilune]

The time has come for more KCB x Y/N art!!

I had a lot fun with this one, I wanted to explore a more flustered king candybug with this one and a flustered y/n as well with candybug being smug as always

[echantedtoon]

A Bug In The System

You purchase an old game console from your Uncle Litwack after it goes haywire as your new pet project. Everything seems to be working well, however unbeknownst to you there's a bug in the system.

(Got this idea partially from watching console restoration videos on YouTube.)

You weren't sure what about this game cabinet was bothering you. 

Maybe it was the randomly flashing screen you still couldn't explain? Or the changes in code that you found and was so sure you never programmed in. Or maybe it was the strange mutterings you thought you heard the game characters say even though you were sure they weren't programmed to say. You weren't sure. But whenever you played the game or tried going it, it seemed as if everything was running smoothly. 

So perhaps it was nothing but you hearing things. You had been pretty stressed out with college work and staying up most nights as you studied programming and computer science.  So it was probably the lack of sleep combined with weird hallucinations from said lack of sleep. However it was strange it only started after you had started working on this game console. 

It was a Saturday morning.

Your day had started off with a sunny morning and a good meal. You had no classes or anything else you had to get done with that day so you made up your mind to visit someone you hadn't seen or heard from in a while. Your Uncle Litwak. His arcade was only a few miles away from the college and where you were currently living, so why not visit your favorite uncle in your entire family?  You arrived at the arcade a bit later than you intended on with the traffic but luckily there was plenty of parking space for you to just pull up and park your hand me down truck.

The sunlight was warm as you happily walked across the concrete and right up to the doors leading into the arcade. It looked exactly the same the last time you visited a few months ago minus a new game console against the fair wall called 'Twilight's Bain' and looked to be a run and gun style game. Maybe you'd try it out while you were here.

Mustn't have been too busy today as there was only around five or six kids around the place playing games and a few adults you assumed were the parents standing around watching or playing on their phones. 

"Uncle Litwak?," you called out walking past the noises of dancing beats, chase scene music, and the groans of zombies dying inside the digital screens of the game consoles. F/c orbs blinking looking around for any signs of the familiar older man. "Uncle Litwak!"

Maybe he was in the back office? You made your way past the other consoles including one of  the newer ones that was called Heroes Duty. That's where most of the shooting noises were coming from as two boys were both blasting away at the screen shooting fake robot bugs. Passing a few other games and turning a corner, you finally saw the person you were looking for. 

Facing away from you with a phone to his ear was your uncle. He took looked no different than the day you last saw him. Wearing that famous black and white striped shirt, and the pack around his waist wear he was always sure to keep any spare quarters for quick refunds or to exchange for dollar bills handed to him in exchange for the kids to fuel the games. He was slightly leaned over, one hand on his hip as a sigh escaped his lips.

"So you can't make it today?," he asked and the faint sounds of someone's voice coming from the phone answered back although it was too muffled and low volume to tell what the person on the other side was saying. "Oh..I see. Well when are you getting it fixed?" Another pause before your Uncle Litwak hummed. "Alrighty then. Have your boys call me back as soon as you get a free date will ya? Good. Thanks, Harvey. Drop by with the grandkids sometime. It's always fun to see them running around here. Hehe. I'll talk to you later. Alright. Take care."

He must've been too into the call to hear your approaching footsteps or the distant sounds of the arcade muffled your approach so he had no idea you were standing right behind him as he hung up. That is until you cleared your throat causing him to turn to you. He blinked a few times catching him off guard before a wife smile graced his face.

"Hey, hey!," he immediately greeted opening up his arms and turning to fully face you. "Well if it isn't my favorite college gal!"

"Hey, Uncle Litwak!," you greeted going to return the open hug he gave you. It lasted a few minutes with him patting you on the back before you both pulled away. "How are you? I haven't seen you since Mom's birthday party."

He made a 'psh' sound waving a hand off. "Well you know how it is. Some days are a lot slower than others, but it's been okay. Why are you here, Sweetie?" He gestured as he went to start walking. "Shouldn't you be up there studying for...What is it again? Electronics?"

You chuckled going to start walking next to him. "Programming and computer science. And no. I didn't have anything to do today so I figured it'd be nice to visit you. Maybe we can get lunch or something?" 

He seemed to brighten up at the good news. "Honey, that's the best news I had all day."

All day? Your brow rose in curiosity. "Did something happen?'

Again he sighed and a hand reached up to scratch his head. "Well I've been having a bit of a problem with my usual pick up guy."

"What happened?"

"Well my usual salvage guy was supposed to be here this morning to pick up Sugar Rush, but their truck broke down and I'm going to have to wait until they get it fixed," he explained as you both passed the whack-a-mole game, "I guess I can just ask someone to look online for a different local salvage company or I can wheel it out near the dumpsters."

"Sugar Rush?" Your brows furrowed in thought as the name definitely rang a bell. Wasn't that game the racing game that was candy land themed? You vaguely remembered playing it two or three times over the years, but you weren't too familiar with it. "Ya mean that racing game that looks like Willy Wonka made it?"

He huffed a chuckle. "That's one way to put it I guess." But he nodded. "Yeah. Two days ago the darned thing broke and unfortunately it'd cost me more to fix it than to pay someone else to haul it outta here."

"Uh huh..." You hummed it thought. "How'd it break?"

"Apparently the game went coco like your great Nana and someone broke the steering wheel thingamajig on it. I don't know what to do with it now except to wheel it over to the corner until they're able to pick it up I suppose."

"Hey, Uncle Litwak. What if I take it?"

That got him to stop walking and turn to you in question. "You want to what now, Sweetie?"

You smiled at him. "I can take it if you don't want it anymore." You offered to his surprise. "I'm working really hard to study programming so I can use it as a practice project! Maybe I can even get it fixed for you!"

He hummed rubbing at his head again. "Well...I guess it would save me the trouble of getting it outta here and it'd just be taking up space, but are you sure you'd want to do that?"

You nodded. "I'd love to take it!"

...He smiled. "Well alright. If you want it that bad it's yours."

You beamed. "Thanks, Uncle Litwak! Lemme buy you some lunch to make up for it! My treat!"

"Sweetie, that's an offer I can't refuse."

With some help you managed to get the old game loaded up and strapped safely into your truck and hauled it all the way home after your visit was over. Your neighbors were nice enough to help you unload it and carry it back to your apartment where you were fully able to get a good look at it. 

It wasn't in too bad shape. Of course there was the destroyed steering wheel and when you plugged it in, the screen was a bit glitchy but otherwise everything seemed to be ok. The easiest part to fix was the steering wheel. You ended up finding a new steering wheel for two hundred dollars on ebay and ended up purchasing it. Was it expensive? Yes. Did you want to fix the console? Also yes. It took a whole week of waiting before you got a friend of yours, who fixed computers and other devices as a side gig, to reattach the new steering wheel and clean up a little bit of the outside.

If you didn't know it was old, you'd say it was brand new. However the hardest part of the fix up was the internal touch ups as you called it. Taking a careful sweep through inside, showed no damage to any of the wires or motherboard. That was good. It was a little dusty but nothing a soft duster cloth couldn't fix. All that was left was checking on the code.

So when you hooked it up to your laptop, you were surprised to see so much missing. Specifically a lot of the codes for NPCs and game racers.

Now that was certainly strange. Why wasn't there any coding for one of the most important aspects of the game? Sure it was just a simple racing arcade game but it didn't make sense to not include that. No wonder the game wasn't working. Your poor uncle must've been scammed and sold a cheap knockoff or something. 

Well other than the missing characters, there didn't seem to be anything else wrong with the coding at all. This was a perfect opportunity to practice coding in some characters of your own! But first thing's first. You'd run a virus scan on it just to be sure everything was working ok. 

THAT was the first time something strange happened.

It was a routine virus scan being performed on the console. You've done it before. So when suddenly the consoles screen glitched out and your laptop quickly shut down to the blue screen of death in the middle of said scan, you were shocked. 

That hadn't happened before.

A few taps of your keyboard did nothing. In order to get it to stop you had to unplug your laptop from the console which... instantly fixed it and got rid of the blue screen which surprised you. There must've been something wrong with the system. So you unplugged it, replugged it, and got the game to reset. 

Everything seemed to work ok after that. 

You tried the virus scan again and this time it worked. Detecting nothing. Weird but you guessed that the game console being older than your laptop would have a bit of trouble adjusting to the laptop at first.

That wasn't the only strange thing however. Programming in characters in your free time between classes and other obligations was pretty simple and fun. Really the hardest parts was looking online for the normal character models from the original game and getting their exact details and voice lines in. Thank gosh for internet connections. 

The strange thing was when you were trying to code in that princess character. Vanellope Von something or other. You were trying to get it as close to the original game as possible. You got maybe most of the coding for her model done when all of a sudden your laptop blue screened again.

"What the-!?" You tapped the spacebar on your laptop to no avail. A frustrated growl escaped your throat as you glared at the stupid blue screen. "You've gotta be kidding me!" You tried and tried to get it to stop. It only stopped when you disconnected from the system again only to find all your previous progress GONE. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! IT TOOK ME DAYS TO DO THAT!!"

Stupid laptop. 

You had to start all over again. This time you decided to make the code and only add it to the game once it was all finished. The result of it was you having a full working model for the Princess in game sitting on the popcorn box throne and waving at the players as they raced when she herself wasn't chosen for the roster. FINALLY. 

You were so happy to finally get it in the game that you probably didn't notice the gleaming glitching eyes within the crowd of cheering nut npcs when you did a test through drive of the game to see how you did so far. Not bad. It was a bit buggy still with a few kinks to work out, but nothing you couldn't fix eventually. You especially made a mental note to fix the spontaneous glitch that made you randomly get stuck in the track if you crashed.

The next time you got back around to the game wasn't until a few months later. Studying, exams, family, and your irl job had eaten everything else for a long while. So imagine your surprise when you say down to do a quick playthrough of the game, just as a refresher on what you needed to work on, and you found no traces of the princess in her popcorn throne.

The roster was full of eight of the racers you remembered adding however the one right in the middle was one you'd never seen before..

"That's weird," you mumbled to yourself staring right at the middle character on the roster. "I don't remember adding you."

Right smack dab in the middle of the roster was an odd character. A man nearly complete bald. He looked goofy all dressed up in puffy pants and Tinkerbell like shoes and a purple overcoat, striking an equally as goofy pose standing on one leg and both arms thrown up into the air. A crown sat on top his head as much like the other characters stared at you blankly. 

You definitely didn't add this guy. Who was he? Where did he come from? Had you added him but forgotten?...No. You kept track of what you added. Confusion and curiosity took a hold of you and so you use the steering wheel and peddle to choose said mysterious character. He let out a happy laugh as he was picked out and the game moved along to the racing bits. 

However you did notice the absence of one said princess whom was supposed to be sitting in the popcorn throne or in another one of the other racecars. Instead of her in the racecars designed for her, it was the king looking character you'd chosen for the race. 

"What in the world is going on?", you questioned as you continued the game. 

And was shocked to find it running so ..so smoothly. The previous bugs and glitches were all but gone.  Even when you accidentally slammed into an up coming jawbreaker you didn't get stuck in the track. If anything a few annoyed sounding shouts instead came out of the character. You drove him around and listened to his voice lines of 'Have some candy!' and 'To the rightful ruler goes the spoils!' Only getting second place.

The cutscene that played out was your character standing in the middle of a confetti spotlight as a silver trophy floated down into his awaiting arms. He looked disappointed by his prize humming before saying the voice line-

"Not what I deserve...but it'll do for now."

"Yeah. I definitely didn't program you." You turned around in your seat towards the laptop sat up on the desk and didn't notice the way the character LOOKED DIRECTLY AT YOUR FORM as you stood up. "I'd better check on this."

The panicked look upon the character's face as he quickly fled the scene dropping the silver trophy in the process as you turned on your laptop and began going through the files. Only to be shocked to not see any of the codes for the princess you spent hours on. ...It was as if you never put code in to begin with. Furious you began going through the strands and strands of code looking for a trace of the strand you put in. You didn't find any. However you did find one file you didn't recognize.

"...Turbo?"

Turbo? You didn't remember labeling any files under that name. And where did all of the process code go?! You implemented it in perfectly and it was working out just a few months ago. You didn't have a chance to explore the code any further before once again your laptop blue screened as you tried to access it. For a moment there was nothing but you just staring at the screen before you ended up slamming your face into the desk and let out a muffled cry of frustration.

"I don't get what's going on!," you vented to a friend a few days later as you both were having lunch. He listened patiently as you rambled on pointing a poor fry at everything. "I made sure the code was perfect and it was working fine when I was finally able to put it in! I don't get what's wrong with the stupid thing!"

Your friend hummed as he chewed on cheap college Cafeteria pizza. "Maybe the code wasn't compatible? I mean the console's like what? Over fifteen years old now? It probably got deleted from it or something because it wasn't compatible with the older mainframe."

"Then why is everything else working? I don't get it! And my stupid laptop keeps breaking down in the middle of it all.'' You threw the fry in your mouth with a grumble as your friend hummed.

"Maybe it's not the console but your laptop? Did you get it checked out for viruses and stuff?", he tried suggesting to which you nodded yes.

"Yeah. The repair guy said there's nothing wrong with it which makes it weirder."

"Then maybe there's something wrong with the connection between the devices. How about I come over and see if there's anything wrong?"

"That might actually be helpful. Thanks."

Three days later your friend stopped by with his own laptop which you both connected to the console as two eyes watched you from the frozen pose of the game roster. Your friend was easily able to get access to the code and go through it. First running a virus scan which turned up nothing thank goodness. At least you knew there was no viruses attacking your poor laptop. He hummed along with the distant sounds of the cheery music coming from the console as he went through the code for twenty minutes as you watched from over his shoulder before turning to you.

"There's nothing wrong with anything. No bugs or anything else I can see. Your coding skills seem to be going through."

"There was definitely some bugs I needed to sort out."

He shrugged. "Maybe the console just needed some time to process all the new code fully."

Hm. Maybe. But that still didn't explain the disappearance of one character and the appearance of another one you never saw. "Is there anything lying doormat anywhere? Maybe some unfinished code?"

"I did find some unfinished code for what looks like a disregarded bonus level, but nothing like you were talking about. Is there anything specific to look for?"

You hummed. "....Can you find a strand called 'Turbo'?"

"I can try." Cartoon eyes from the roster widened in worry losing his smile as your friend went through the code again for the characters since that's where you first saw this 'Turbo' profile. "Taffyta Muttonfudge. Minty Saki. King Candy-....I don't see any 'Turbo' here, Bud."

Huh. That's really weird. You KNOW you definitely saw that. But- You pointed out the King Candy profile. "I know I didn't add this guy. Where the heck did it come from?"

Again your friend was unhelpful as he shrugged. "It's not coming up as a foreign program so it must've been in the console when you got it. It's probably an unlockable character that you unknowingly brought out during the input of new codes and fixing the bugs. Did you try resetting the console?"

"Yeah. Three times since my Uncle gave it to me."

"Try doing that one more time and see if that fixes it. If not..then I guess the Princess Vanellope code just isn't compatible with the software somehow."

You did as he advised. As soon as he left resetting the game and still feeling disappointed by your princess being gone. You also tried implementing her code only one more time. You completely gave up on that when your laptop blue screened...Again. So you settled for just having a picture of the princess racing in her pink goggles on the side of the game console from there on out. There was only so much your poor laptop could take before it could eventually break from this.

You were frustrated with the stubborn process but you were satisfied with the end result of all your hard work. Sitting down to play the game became a past time of yours outside of the stress from college and irl life. Your friend must've been right about the old motherboard taking it's sweet time to process the code inputted into it. Because now everything was running smoothly and there didn't seem to be anything majorly needing to be fixed. Although you did tweak a few things.

You gave the clouds a more cotton candy appearance during race scenes, and added a glitter sparkle affect to the dust clouds the cars would kick up as they drove along. However you really wanted to add more to that unfinished bonus level code eventually. Maybe adding it as a bonus points thing or something. You hadn't decided yet. 

But you were having fun with the game more than you expected. In fact you were debating on whether or not to give it back to your uncle or just keeping it for yourself as a testament to what you could do! However there was a few things that were weird that you didn't start noticing until after you started enjoying it more.

Despite the reservations you first had with this king character, you eventually got to like him the more you played. He was pretty goofy and an oddball in a good way. And you found yourself giggling at his antics on more than one occasion with his silly poses or funny voice lines. Not the princess you wanted but a king you don't mind having.

 It was nice to unwind and play a silly game and so you invited a friend to play with you. The two of you picked your characters. Him that kid with the pumpkin hat on his head and you decided to choose the goofy looking King Candy. The game was going well and you were surprised to see you win considering your friend was the more experienced gamer but the cute little bouncy jig and laugh tour character did receiving the gold trophy was enough to make you smile.

"Wow. You sure did a good job on the game," he complimented as you both stood up. "I guess everything turned out good in the end anyways."

You nodded. "Yeah. I still wanna finish the unused bonus level though. You wanna see what I got so far?"

He agreed and together you hooked up your computer (praying that it didn't mysteriously blue screen again) and opened it up to show your friend what you had done so far. 

"Wow. You almost got it finished. Have you decided what you're gonna do yet?"

"It's either gonna be a bonus level or I'm gonna add it to the main track as an alternative route to the finish line. I haven't decided yet. Maybe I'll add it to where you can earn a bonus trophy from the king or something."

That's when he laughed. "First you didn't like him, but now you do? Wow, Y/n. I didn't know you were into Dilfs.~" He teased you to which you scowled at him and pushed his shoulder as he laughed.

"I am not! Shut up!"

"Or is he more of a foxy grandp-"

"Finish that sentence and you're dead, Bradley!"

"C'mon. It's not my fault you're attracted to older- HEY!!"

He laughed and cackled as you kept slapping at him red faced, causing him to get up and flee to the kitchen with you right behind him. Unbeknownst to all of you a curious ear and pair of eyes had been observing this entire time and was curious as to what this 'dilf' was. Neither of you noticed in your fight your laptop exiting out to Google and 'dilf meaning' being typed into the search bar. 

You only were annoyed with your friend when you came back to a shut off computer, assuming it had turned itself off after not being used for a while, and to the same cutscene of the King still holding the gold trophy... However he looked a little different. He seemed to be staring off at nothing at sudden realization dawned on him, red faced, and half his face hiding halfway behind said trophy. 

"Want to go another round?," you offered changing the subject. 

Bradley laughed. "Sure. Gonna use King Dilf again? Or are you gonna be choosing another?"

You glared at him. "I'm not so you can quick making fun of me now!'

Bradley laughed at you but held up his hands. "I was just joking. But whatever her majesty desires."

"Oh, I'm gonna beat you to the ground!"

Queen huh?

You did end up beating Bradley, but only because his character was knocked off the track by the King Candy character in the background. During the gumball falls part, all he heard was the announcer saying 'POWER UP' and 'SWEET SEEKERS' before you both heard the famous voice line.

"Have thom candy!"

Next thing Bradley knew, his Rancis character was shot by a flaming yellow mini jawbreaker at great speeds and literally knocked off the tracks and out of bounds. Making him groan at the high pitched laugh King Candy gave as he drove past and you made your way to the cherry bomb cake. In the end you still lost but you felt satisfied with knowing that you were avenged in the end even though the NPC had no clue what transpired. After all he was just a video game character. 

"I'll see you later, Brad. Hope the jester knows not to make fun of the king now."

"Yeah, yeah." He grumbled exhausted at his own joke being thrown back to him. "I'll see you Monday. Make sure you get some sleep before classes tonight will ya?"

"I will. Don't worry about it."

Waving goodbye to him, you closed the door before turning around and stretching out with a yawn. Yeah. It was probably time you got some sleep. Walking past the game console you smiled at it and patted it's side.

"Y'know..I think I'll keep you after all. You're pretty fun to play with."

You turned to start walking towards your bedroom-

"TURBOTASTIC!!"

You jumped at the sudden voice as before turning back to the game's screen. Nothing but the characters posing with frozen fake smiles stared back at you as you blinked... before turning around and rubbing your face.

"I need to get more sleep."

[simpingforcys]

King CandyBug x Reader [First Meeting] Part 2

[Part 1]

You gaze up at the terrifying insectoid creature that tail-sweeped you to the ground, his dark magenta eyes looming down on you, almost predatory.

For a moment, he looks like he was about to attack or eat you... but then, you notice his eyes looking down at you.

He recognized your attire. Your design. He remembered seeing it outside of the game's cabinet. And he didn't know where the code's 'room' entrance was in this new game.

You were an important part of the game. If you went missing, they would send out to look for you. He couldn't harm you. Damn it.

Buuuut.. he could submit you into silence.

"Who are you?..." you ask.

What? They... didn't know who he was?

He supposed that was a good thing in other to remain hidden, but damn.

"Ugh, jus'th my luck for my reputation."

You only tilt your head confused.

Maybe he could convince them he's a secret boss from the game that no one, not even its players knew existed.

"Well, then I suppose you could-"

And they were gone.

He looked up to see your figure running away. He groaned, then flashed his teeth and took flight, his rapid buzzing wings humming behind you in the distance. You thought you had enough distance when you suddenly felt yourself lifted into the air, wrapped around sharp appendages as the ground quickly got farther and farther.

He held you up, his normal hand-looking claw holding up your face.

"And where do you think you're going?"

"Are you going to kill me?" Your voice came out more shaky than you expected.

"Well, that WAS a plan."

He took you to another isolated area in the map of your game, dropping you on the ground as he landed. You immediately scoot back, your breath heavy.

"Not if you help me."

"...Help with what?"

His sharp teeth flash a grin with half-lidded eyes before he speaks.

"Do you know what a c'thyberbug is?"

You nervously shake your head.

"Well, I didn't either. Until you get your code infused with one, and you feel the virus cours'thing through your sprites. A s'thingle cyberbug can produce enough eggs and hatchlings to take over a SINGLE entire game. And with luck.. an entire ARCADE for you to take!!"

You held her breath.

"Well. A normal cyberbug, anyway."

"Huh?"

"You see, being fused with a cyberbug, you don't just become one in the same. It takes. From each, part."

"...W-What are you trying to say?"

"I can't just create my own army on my own. Thanks to my.. original coding. It seems I need.. s'thomething else."

Your panting continued as you tried to scoot back again when he suddenly lunged forward and pinned your clothing to the ground with a giant claw, dragging you back to his face. "Do you understand what I'm saying?~"

It wasn't much of a choice. One look into his crazed, flickering, half-lidded eyes, you could easily tell. If you said no, he could just kill, or eat you. To him, he would be absorbing whatever your coding gave you.

Oooor he could hide them away long enough for the arcade to notice, and their game gets pulled. He can easily escape to another game. He’s down it twice. It’s not HIS game, after all.

There was no other choice.

Though you had to admit... That sharp-toothy grin did stir something in you.

[tomiswriting]

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Turbo, Trans King Candy, Sour Bill, Turbo Twins (Jet & Set)

It can do Fluff and smut, i do tend to write slow. But don't worry I will keep my promise to get these works out!

How to find my works- #My writing

Stuff I won’t do:

Gore, R-word, anything drug related, piss, Killing, Kidnapping, anything basically dark. I’ll think of more when I can think of more.

Requests are open!

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More Fanfic Ideas!

Okay, so, I was looking on A03 at what people have written so far for fanfics for KC/Turbo. And saw the only survivor after the plugging has already been written. Soo, I am crossing that out lol. I am not trying to step on anyone's toes yet. But anyways, I want to make my first poll about what the reader's gender is going to be. I want people to have a say in this just because, why not? Also I just think it would be funny to see what people would want from a fanfic about a 4'1 old man. So, after this post I will make a poll for everyone to pick what your gender is going to be! Gender reveal, chat! Um, anyways I am still in rough draft mode. I was thinking maybe we can think outside of the box. Like, I don't know, We can make Turbo a real person and an actual real racer. Or he wants to be a human to be a real racer. Or as much as I don't like the second movie, we can do something with the internet. Or, we can throw the box outside and just completely just go in another direction. Like the priest idea, because that is very much going in another direction. I am not fully sure right now. I feel like I am just throwing out ideas until something catches my eye. But feel free to say something, I don't mind!

[ashetherando]

Chronic Migraines| Glitch!Turbo x Human! Reader

Context: Turbos body cannot handle the sudden changes to his world to our world, so he will glitch to his regular form (Turbo) to King Candy, and his Cy-Bug form based off of his emotions (sorta like turning red) aggressive emotions (anger, obsession, and jealously) will be his cy-bug form, happy emotions (joy, excitement, and hyper) will be his King Candy, other emotions (fear, disgust, etc) will be in his Turbo form.

😭3rd POV 🧠

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  Taking care of a Cybug is not fun, not fun at all. It’s not like taking care of a dog, cat, reptile, etc, he’s a being that is doesn’t really exist in our world, obviously. So along with taking care of him and working on stuff online, it’s like being a single parent and unfortunately, today is one of those days you’re so damn confused about what he wanted. 

  You were working in your room and basically glued to your desk working on an assignment that the studio have given you, while you hear snoring on your bed. The basement is having some MAJOR problems, it keeps flooding, gets really cold for Turbos body and really needed to be fixed and refurbished, so he’s sleeping in your room while you’re getting the basement done. You looked over towards your bed to check on him, he was in his Cybug form so half of his body is off the bed and onto the floor, he seems to be having fun to take his daily 3 hour nap, so you turn your head back to your computer and continued to work on your assignment while bouncing your leg. 

Hours passed and your dealing with a pounding migraine and it was towards the end of Turbos nap, you leaned over to your ibuprofen, it’s not the strong one your use to, but it’s something that is stuck to your budget and it’s something that’ll help it for the time being. You took it with the water bottle that has a rubber tube and the color that isn’t blindly hurtful for your eyes. You set your computer to sleep mode and lean backwards and covering your eyes with your hands while hearing Turbos snores and occasionally move a bit in his sleep. Based on his height and weight from his Cy-bug form, you won’t be surprised that if the bed breaks. 

You hear him stir a bit before waking up, the way you describe him waking up is like a cat waking up after sleeping the day away, you moved your hands away from your face to look over at him. He was looking over at you. “How was your nap?” “Good, again, thank you for letting me sleep in your bed, why didn’t you let me sleep in the Living Room, again?” “Oh, felt nice today” you chuckled to yourself “har har har, very funny, (y/n)!” He says in a sarcastic way “I guess it’s something to kill two birds with one stone. Watching over you and working at the same time” you cleared your throat and take another sip of your water “you doing alright?” “Yeah, yeah. I just have a little headache, nothing more. Im already done with my work, so….” you stood up and walked over to your bed and flopped down face first on your bed, the other amount of unexpected weight on your bed made it shift and made the hard part of the bed on the floor. You groaned. Turbo placed his claw on your head  and rubbed it. 

“Scale of one-ten, how much pain are you in?” Turbo asked as he rubbed his thumb on your head “uuuhhh. I guess 7 or 8. It’s not as severe like the other migraines I get” you muffled from your bed, that lead him to raise a brow “I’m just gonna take a nap here” you muffled and scooted your way towards him as he blushed heavily. The lights was already off for Turbos napping, but I guess that’s what you lead to your migraine problem, but you’ve been having chronic migraines for quite some time ever since you’ve Graduated Highschool and be more exposed towards technology. 

  You’ve been helping and taking care of his problems and ‘urges’ (im not getting into that, sorry!) now, it’s Turbos turn! He moved away from you and managed to fit through the door and went downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed anything that could possibly help as he glitched into his King Candy form and went over to the bathroom, wet up a wash cloth with warm water and went over to your room and placed the things from the kitchen on your bed and went over to you and lightly smacked your cheek to grab your attention “hm?” You look over at him, he motioned you to move on to your back, you did what he wanted you to do and he placed the wash cloth on top of your eyes “what makes you knowledgeable about migraines?   He shrugs “I don’t know, I’m just guessing” he crawls on your bed and lay next to you and watching you “thanks, turbo. You don’t have to” “(y/n) it’s something in return for you dealing with me for years” you chuckled at this comment “I guess so, you’re the best” Turbo smiles at you and held your hand, though it is rather awkward that he has four fingers and you only have five, but hey, it’s nothing to complain about. As time goes on, you fell asleep and it’s now it’s Turbos turn to look after you. 

[hostess-of-horror]

Count Galak x Victim!Reader Headcanons

💕⚰️🪲A Late Valentine's Day Special!👑🍬💕

Note: Okay, so, this one I just had to do and it is gonna be late by the time I post this, but whatever! I was chatting with my buddy @sneklover earlier ago and she inspired me to make a very self-indulgent Vampire!King Candy post. This is going to be based off of my Turboratu: An Arcade Game of Horror AU and you, my lovely reader, will be His Chosen One...

@sneklover @tiramegtoons/@sliceoflifesalami @starleska @snailstrailz @starryside-1 @depressedasswarlock @crispytubes @pippengin @simpingforcys @blackthewolf17 and anyone else who wants to read this!

Content Includes: Gender Neutral Reader, Slight Suggestiveness but SFW in general (this is a vampire AU, so lots of blood-drinking and hicki- I mean, biting), themes of death, some gore, spoilers for Nosferatu (the films from 1922, 1979, and 2024) and for Wreck-It-Ralph

Fun Facts about this AU:

The name "Galak" is actually the name of a real white chocolate candy bar that was released in the UK and Switzerland! I tried to find a German candy to name Vampire!King Candy after but this was the closest thing to "Count Orlok" I could find.

The victim in this AU is supposed to be an OC named Helena (a.k.a. Ellen Hutter); the reader will not be named after her, however they will be based on her!

The entire plot is essentially the original plot of Nosferatu but with Wreck-It-Ralph characters - honestly, this is nothing more than a silly little crossover for funsies, so if you want to do any fan art or fanfiction based on it, go right ahead!

The whole thing started with this little venn diagram here:

As usual, click on the name/title for a love song!

Count Galak, the Turboratu

You had the premonition since your beloved Felix left for his journey.

For years, you had been haunted by visions of a dark specter, a shadow engulfing all life and light until everything becomes nothing.

Nothing but a desolate land of death where you and that very specter live happily together...

You tried to tell Felix not to go, but such an opportunity was much too important for him not to take it.

It would bring prosperity to you both, yes, but why must he go away so soon?

Nevertheless, you supported him, giving him a token of love for his travels, and watched in abject despair as he left.

But of course, you were not completely alone; Felix's companions, Ralph and Vanellope, were to watch over you while he was away.

He knew of your... melancholy and he would die at the thought of you succumbing into horrible heartache.

You loved him, you really did, and he you.

But even the purest form of love between newlyweds wasn't enough to stave off the nightmares.

Ralph and Vanellope, bless their hearts, they did what they could to cheer you up.

Walks along the Game Central Station, trips to Tapper's, even a race or two, but all in vain.

You could not shake the feeling of doom approaching the Arcade. Some infestation breaking loose.

And sure enough, you were right. And by all that is good, you wished you were wrong.

As the weeks went by, Felix was nowhere to be found, and slowly the world became... sicker.

A plague had taken hold on one of the ships, owned by the prestigious Captain Calhoun, and through this vessel, it laid siege upon the other games.

Cybugs. Carriers of death, consumers of life.

They crawled from the depths of whatever hellish pit they came from and ate their way into everyone's life.

Many fell, leaving helpless souls to be gameless, or worse unplugged.

As this plague began to rise, your darling husband came back.

Felix was beyond frightened - he had seen a monster far more horrible than anything he could ever comprehend.

He was paler, visibly shaken, and upon his neck were two small hole-like wounds that hadn't healed since they were first made.

During his recovery, he warned everyone of this man, this demon, the power he held, and worst of all, he was coming for you!

While Felix, Ralph, Vanellope, and Captain Calhoun, made their plans to fight the source of the plague, you were told to stay put.

From Felix's journey, he had acquired a small book on fearsome creatures of the night, given to him by one of the locals from the game he visited.

"When the sun has set and the moon rises over the sleeping land, from the grave rises the Turboratu - the Prince of Cybugs, Lord of the Night - to drain the coding of his victims. Immortal as he is, the only thing that can end this evil beast is for an uncorrupted game character to offer themselves in willing sacrifice. Thus his hunger shall distract him long enough until Litwik's Arcade opens."

Reading those words was enough to ignite that spark of courage in your heart.

You waited until nighttime, when at that moment you feigned a terrible fainting spell so that Felix could leave you alone as he rushed out to find a doctor.

You knew the Count was living right across from your game, as you've heard from Felix's accounts, and you made sure to gain his attention.

And sure enough, he was watching you from its entrance. Unblinkingly.

There were no words between you two; you didn't need to say anything to him.

You had opened a window of opportunity for him, and the Turboratu gladly accepted the invitation.

As you lie in your bed, dressed in white and surrounded by lilacs, Count Galak's shadow loomed from the curtains into your bedroom.

It reached to grasp its claws onto your bosom, your beating heart, your tender throat, your code.

His power and the indescribable, horrible pleasure it came with overwhelmed you in ways your husband, your darling Fix-It-Felix, could never.

Soon, you were staring into the eyes of your dark specter. You were his affliction. You were his destiny as he was yours.

Count Galak appeared before you in his truest form - a terrifying abomination between himself and the physical attributes of a Cybug.

And in this form did he prey upon you, as gently as he could, and began to drink from your bare neck.

The monster's teeth sunk into your flesh as his talons softly caressed your figure and hair.

For so long, you had to repress your melancholy for the betterment of everyone around you.

You knew deep down it caused a constant sense of burden, even to those you loved so dearly.

But not to him. Not to the Turboratu.

He savored every moment, every pain, every swallow of lifeblood, every lick of his lips was ecstasy.

He had been craving you for a long time.

Soon, your mind began to drown into a numbing sensation as your weakened eyes began to see the glint of dawn's light.

You sigh your last breath.

This was the moment that you, his corpse bride, and he, your dark specter, would die as lovers in your wedding bed.

And the Arcade is finally saved.

[slashingdisneypasta]

King candy cybug x reader 👉👈

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[sugar-crash]

🪲👑CYBUG King Candy (Wreck-It Ralph) x (gn) Reader🍭🕷️

(Toothy Kisses Edition)

(Picture’s not mine!)

(Ask here! Honestly at this point I think I should just make a playlist for all the songs I have for these headcanons, lemme know what you guys think.)

- As much as I think he truly loses who he is, including not only Turbo but King Candy as well— I do believe that in some alternate universe he either succeeds in becoming the most powerful virus in all of the arcade or is in this form for a longer period before perishing to the Diet Cola volcano alongside his sugary mutated kin I do think he retains some of those habits from his previous aliases.

- Flipping from absolute bloodthirsty mania and that would make emperor Belos jealous to…. Basically a cat with a laser pointer, playful, definitely the type to pounce on you at times.

- The kissing thing I believe he would still do, but I also do see it turning from a kiss to a lick or bite, just to gross you out, cackling at your disgust.

- As I’ve stated previously, he does use his new form to its fullest advantage, makes that ego of his REALLY pop out even more than it used to… Which is saying something cause… It’s already there and it’s already well-known by not only you.

- Pompous bastard, so so soooo pompous, the type to expect you to not only reciprocate his affections but hang on his every word. He’s self-appointed the head honcho after all, special among the other cybug clones.

- I do think he’d rather prefer you as normal, claims he wants you weak and him strong to establish that power dynamic, and yeah that’s a good portion of it, but he also kinda sees you as one of the only things left of his previous lives and as much as he just loves his new body— He likes to hold onto things.

- Whether it be racing, winning, grudges, he clutches them close and NEVER wants to let go. Just like how he’ll never let you go. Stringing you along just like he used to, albeit less hush-hush and more relaxed, I mean— You can’t exactly leave him! You’re nothing without him in his eyes, and you surely don’t want one of those cybugs to get to you!

- He’ll protect you, he’ll keep you safe, he has all the means to and all the power in the palm of his clawed hands. Every game that comes into contact with him and little friends gets torn apart and unceremoniously eaten to bits, so destructive.. Poor Litwak.

- I do believe he’d rather prefer uses his affection and his control as a bargaining chip to get you to stay with him, that sugary sweetness he adapted from his role as King Candy being useful to him once more.

- I think he gets some weird version of cuteness aggression over you, smothering your face and hands with kisses, interrupting himself to crazily giggle to himself.

- His controlling tendencies are even more pronounced, it just all ties to all of his worst traits being only amplified in that big ass mutated body of his.

- He lingers around you when he's bored of destroying games and such, teasing you both verbally and physically, he always has to either have a hand or an eye on you, violently hissing at any other cybug that tries to get fresh with you. He only gets to do that. >:(

- Talks your ear off, something that’s only been natural with him, but now it’s more erratic and rambly— Tugging at your accessories or hair as he speaks.

- I like to think of him as kinda of a big dog that has the personality of a lapdog, but very aware of the change he went through and almost always using it to get power over you.

- Enjoys flying very much— it’s like driving but he doesn’t need to pop into a kart to do it AND it’s in the sky, not restrained by a track.

- He gets used to it fairly quickly as we see in the movie and flys around whenever he can, making you hold onto him, insisting on having you with him even if you don’t like it.

- Some things never change, and his delight in having your attention is surprisingly more voiced, nothing to be ashamed for, grabbing you suddenly whenever he feels like it to get his daily fix of it before going on his way to be a self-conceited little troglodyte.

- Again very inconsistent, hot and cold. But hey, he’s always kind of been like that hasn’t he?

(I’m super sorry I made you wait for this, I’ve be waterlogged with other things— Inching closer and closer to graduating from high school!)

Tagged!: @hostess-of-horror (thank you so much for your support and kindness! <3)

[requilune]

New year, New king candy art!

Hope everyone is having a good start to 2025, 2024 has been a pretty good year for me by being able to share my art with everyone and seeing all the love you guys have given my art has really meant a lot to me and I’m forever grateful for that ^^

I have a lot planned for 2025 that I hope to be able to get to such as opening a online shop and art commissions but anyway thank you for being with me this far and I hope to be able to bring more art of character favorites (and king candy of course!)

[echantedtoon]

Turbo/King Candy x Jessica Rabbit Like S/o Headcannons

This was a request a friend really wanted from me so here it is for anyone else to enjoy.

TURBO:

-You're a flag girl for a racing game similar to Outrun or Pole Position (both 80s racing games) although the big difference was that your game wasn't as popular as Turbotime so there wasn't really any reason for the guy to be jealous of the competition. At least not until Road Blasters but that's jumping the gun a little bit.  

-You don't exactly meet each other until you finally decided to leave your game one day to go join others at Tapper's for the anniversary of Litwak's arcade opening or some similar celebration that many other games were celebrating. Of course your taller than the average video game women height and body type would turn some heads and the smaller racer was no exception. 

-Dude literally has to strain his neck for a double take just to be sure he was seeing things from the amount of surgery root beer he's consumed by now. But once he confirms that you actually exist- MAN. IS. SMITTEN. ON. SIGHT!! I'm talking about the guy chokes on his drink as you gorgeously smile his way even if you weren't smiling at him, just his general direction, but it gives him enough confidence to make his move. 

-He starts by buying you a drink, Tapper setting it right in front of you, before this tiny man gracefully struggled to climb onto the stool next to you slicking his helmet back like it was hair, and giving you a sly smile. "Hey, Baby.~ Are you a parking ticket?~ Cuz you got FINE written all over you?~"

-If it doesn't work out the first time be prepared for MANY 80s pick up lines including- "If I had to rate you from one to ten I'd give you a nine because I'm the one you need." "Hey. I'm writing a phone book. Can I have your number to put in it?" "Hey, Doll face. Wanna get physical?~" And other similar ones not considered cringey quite yet.

-He's pretty egotistical in personality so expect him to brag about everything involving him to you. His trophies, his winning streak, how his game's the most popular in the arcade, how he totally beats the Turbotime Twins in everything- Did he mention that he's also the greatest racer ever? He's trying to prove how much you should be smitten too often inviting you to come view him race.

-He secretly daydreams about you being the one that waves the checkered flag upon him crossing the finish line and plastering him in affection with him showing off to the world. Gold trophy in one hand while holding a beautiful woman in the other. Everyone knows his deep crush on you. 

-Remember when Felix and Calhoun kissed and little hearts appeared? Yeah. That happens every time he thinks about you or he happens to see you in Grand Central Station or Tapper's. Other's make fun of him for that a lot and he absolutely hates it and denied it every time but everyone and their programmers know about his crush. It's super obvious by this point.

-If by some reason you do happen to date him expect him to brag about having the most beautiful girlfriend in the entire arcade. "Hey, Pac-Man. How's Mrs. Pac-Man? Guess what?! My girlfriend's hotter than that yellow beachball reject!!" You're going to have to stop him from opening his mouth before Pac-Man tries to eat him again and he was very close to Mario just goomba stomping him after he insulted Princess Peach/Toadstool. Please stop this idiot from insulting everyone's wife before someone punts him back to Turbotime.

-He's not picky about personality and would genuinely love you but he'd be very happy if you were able to knock him down a peg(he thinks it's hot his girl can kick his behind-) or two. If you pick him up he'll also fight against it and complain the entire time you hold him, but ngl he's actually very into it. He has a thing for taller women after all...Even if he hates it when you tease him or hold things out of his reach.

-However one of the downsides of you deciding to pursue the relationship with him is his jealousy. Doesn't matter who's approaching you, if Turbo's around he always gives them a death glare that can put Bowser's fire breath to shame. So some game characters might avoid you because of that temper. And if someone were to flirt with you- Overprotective guard dog with rabies he is. Don't underestimate him because of his height. More than once he's started a bar fight at Tapper's over someone getting too close or attempting to make unwanted advances especially if you had already said no. 

-Don't underestimate him because of his height. More than one person has had a personal experience with Turbo turning into an angry honey badger infested with rabies as he was provoked.  People have learnt quickly to not make fun of his height, and to not try any funny business around you. More than once you'd have to pry him off someone and walk away with him tucked under your arm screaming profanities like a crazy Chihuahua.

KING CANDY:

-IK he's just Turbo in disguise but his personality shift in his KC disguise is notable enough to be different from how OG Turbo would go about it. However like OG Turbo once he sees you he's absolutely smitten by you. Unlike OG Turbo however his approach to you is much more normal if by normal having a guy with Tinkerbell shoes shuffle up to you and tell you how much your eyes remind him of sparkling rock candy.

-Honestly this pairing gives more of the Jessica and Rodger Rabbit vibes. Goofy little man with a gorgeous knockout GF. His goofball charms and shyer attempts at courting you are probably what got you falling for this man in the beginning.

-Instead of eyeing your form like many others, this man instead decides to court you in the most cheesy ways possible. Bringing you chocolates and other candy from his game(it's not like there's a limited amount of  it). Flowers (specifically either chocolate roses or edible flowers arrangements). Love notes, those really cheesy ones that don't even rhythm but they're so sweet you don't mind. 

-Mans loves you endlessly and will spend hours just gazing at you with literal heart eyes with hearts popping around his head. Very sweet alongside being goofy. Surprisingly a romantic too. Offers to drive you around on the back of his car. Plans at least one date that has you both sharing two straws in one milkshake. If he's feeling really romantic then he gets you those Valentine's hard candies shaped like hearts or those red lollipops also shaped like hearts. He even dedicates his wins to you in an attempt to impress you.

-Speaking of- He's very much the Rodger Rabbit of your relationship. Always gazing goofily at you with a love struck grin to the point Sour Bill has caught him daydreaming of you all lovestruck with a dopey grin. He's a king so anything you want in Sugar Rush is at your disposal. Want a glass of chocolate milk? How about a front row seat to watch the races? Would you like Sour Bill as a personal servant? Sour Bill completely disagrees with that last gesture.

-You once agreed to be a flag girl for one of the Random Roster Races, ironically one HE won, and when you gave him a winner's kiss he's been begging you to wave the checkered flag at other races too.

-Very sweet and energetic. If his goofy antics aren't making you giggle or smile, he's always flirting with you with cheesy puns since he's a guy who loves a play on words. "Are you a piece of cake? Custh you're the scheetest.~" "What's sweet and curvy? A candy cane of courseth but you're better.~" "Your voice is more beautiful than golden honey.~" "Did you sit in sugar? C-Cuzth that's -...Gumdrops! Forget what I said." He tried being more bold but ended up becoming too flustered and couldn't finish that last bit.

-You're going to get lots of cute candy nicknames. Honey. Sugar. Honeypie. Gumdrop. Angel cake. Cupcake. Sweetheart. Sweet cheeks. Tootsie pop. When he's feeling more romantic or sentimental he'll call you more special names like My Dear, Darling, My Queen, etc. 

-When you pick him up and kiss him he just melts in your arms. Giving a loud 'HOHO!' as you press kisses to his cheeks and forehead leaving him a bright cherry red and kiss marks all over his face. The first time that happened it left him just staring off into space blue screened but now he just blushes all over and this just might be his new favorite thing ever!

-If he ever proposes to you it's either going to be with one of those ring pops or with a gem made of the shiniest rock candy he can find.

[sugar-crash]

🪲👑CYBUG King Candy (Wreck-It Ralph) x (gn) Reader🍭🕷️

(Past Lover Reader Edition)

(Picture’s not mine!)

(Ask here! Had a ball writing this one, let me tell you, I LOVE MONSTROUS BUG PPL!! And this one in particular has a very special place in my heart lol, he’s so fucked up lookin’)

- Alright so, one thing we can agree on is that for both sides of this predicament here is that things escalate and escalate quickly, even before you see each other in person once more.

- I mean, imagine being roped into the nonsense that Ralph causes when he game jumps alongside Fix-It Felix and Calhoun… Essentially third wheeling them, their strange yet endearing dynamic blossoming right in front of you. Maybe a part of you is reminded of that long gone romance between you and Turbo.

- Every step, every word, everything feels as if it’s trying to make you remember him, down to the point when Felix tells Calhoun of Turbo in such a ‘in your face’ manner rather than beating around the bush or vaguely referring to him like people of the arcade usually do—

- The negative effects of that only making those supposedly long dead feelings come out of the woodwork, his influence seemingly all encompassing as haunts the narrative of the overall story.

- And the kicker? The cherry on this vile sundae?? That bastard is still ALIVE, HASN’T EVEN CHANGED, dramatically introducing himself to the little girl he’s trying to MURDER, to the guy he literally manipulated, and unknowingly to you, and he’s just as impulsive and selfish as you remembered him to be.

- To say there’s some negative consequences to this would be an understatement of the century… I can’t imagine a reader who would be ok with all of this crazy all at once. Especially if you were scorned by him in the past.

- Constantly having to walk on eggshells only for him to complain about the crunching sounds said eggshells are making… Yeah no it’s not fun and having to deal with weird bug monster things makes it even worse.

- Not to mention having to deal with him in a monster bug form that TOWERS over a 9ft Ralph and IS ABLE TO FUCKING PICK HIM OFF OF THE GROUND??? Terrifying. Terrible— Unfathomable.

- The wide variety of words I have in my arsenal would not be able to fully describe the absolute magnitude of it for anyone.

- I can’t imagine a final confrontation that doesn’t involve you guys duking it out in some way, I live for that type of angsty shit— Like trying to fight him as a means to stall for Ralph? Maybe.

- Having to handle your ex that’s a mutated, feral, and downright manic version of himself is something nightmares are made out of, having such a great disadvantage from not only his overpowered body, but with the emotional damage of all these sudden revelations this god forsaken night has caused?? Yeah it’s rougher than rough, which I believe Cybug King Candy would absolutely delight in.

- His sadistic tendencies being right out in the open now, now that he has the confidence and the form to back it up—

- Even if you two had something in the past, he still delights in misery, maybe has a twisted delight in seeing you in particular all bent out of shape about everything he’s doing not only to Sugar Rush but also to the main cast.

- If he’s given the chance I do see him trying to sweep you off of your feet, like, literally. Flaunting off his new form, relishing in your palpable fear among other things, it’s as if he strives to make you squirm.

- Keeps you on your toes with his unpredictable behavior, constantly switching from being overly joyful one second and frighteningly aggressive the next. He’s unstable both physically and mentally, face constantly glitching from the one you used to know all those years ago to this new more crazed one with a sharp toothed grin and a bloodthirsty glint in his eye.

- The audacity oozing from him is deadly when he’s the self-appointed ‘final boss’, throwing you around like a rag doll through the air and catching you by the leg just because.

- But in a way he’s always been like this, but now he has the power to be what he wants, and that’s something that craves power, thinks he’s owed it for everything he does.

- I believe he thinks he’s owed you in particular, all the worst of him out in the open, not afraid to reveal those ugly parts of himself anymore, too far down the rabbit hole to stop and think.

- Which, as we all know, is how he gets got, letting his gloating and sadistic side to have too much of the spotlight, being inevitably put down like the rabid dog he is.

- Much like how he is with so many other things, he simply couldn’t resist letting those metaphorical and literal wings of his melt like Icarus, no more redos, no more chances, no more him.

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[sugar-crash]

🪲👑CYBUG King Candy (Wreck-It Ralph) x (gn) Reader🍭🕷️

(Unknowing Reader Edition)

(Picture’s not mine!)

(Ask here! This gross buggy fuck… What if I threw him into a meat grinder?)

- I think one of the ways the reader isn’t able to see King Candy’s big villain reveal before getting his Cybug transformation would have to be if the reader was actively in the race as a racer as well, and seemingly far enough behind Vanellope and King Candy not to see the whole conflict.

- In a situation in which the absolute chaos of all the cybugs bursting from the ground, swarming around, ruining everything in their vicinity as various racers and npcs scream and flee away mindlessly, the reader finds themselves right in the middle of it, who could’ve known a seemingly normal race after hours could go bad so quickly?

- Or… More simply they’re not from Sugar Rush and were simply late to the party and ran in when they saw all the cutesy candy npcs scramble out of there when Calhoun and Felix were making them evacuate, ignoring the yells of caution in worry of King Candy.

- It’s like walking into Dante’s fucking Inferno, carnage to the left of them and disaster to the right, it’s like fucking against an unmovable and hostile current that’s more than eager to try to eat them up.

- The amount of… The emotional damage of finding out their seemingly sweet albeit sassy and sarcastic king becoming a weird fucked glitchy bug monster whose face constantly shifts from the one they had spent for who knows how long fearing alongside everyone else in the arcade that’s nothing short of feral would be astronomical, I mean, it’s basically what Calhoun went through, and we saw how she reacted.

- I do see him being joyous but in an insidious way when their eyes meet in the field of anarchy and chaos, face brightening at the sight of them with a sadistic tint of glee.

- Breaking the distance with no hesitation slyly asking them if they like his “new look”. And if they react negatively?? Loves it. He relishes in “toying” with them, dragging them around if they try to flee and cackling wildly when they try to fight in his grip—

- High off the feeling of holding life in his hands, not so gently wracking his large claw against their cheek, delighting in the droplets of blood that seep from the cuts he makes.

- During this time he’d be so patronizing, teasingly cooing at them, giving them thinly veiled insults as he shows them the carnage, bragging about his newly found power and his grand plan of making the arcade his playground, to have all the attention to himself.

- Shushing the reader if they try to reason with him, to try to think about the destruction— To learn from his mistakes, but he’s too far gone. He’s so caught up in the moment he doesn’t even think about the future which would be even more catastrophic than what he had done all those years ago.

- Protective of the reader for all the wrong reasons, wants them to be helpless and powerless in comparison to him, his controlling behaviors no longer controlled.

- Logic is out the window, and he’s not going to accept it, not anymore, thinks he’s beyond it now.

- The idea that King Candy and Turbo are the same person is no longer a secret, it can’t even be hidden anymore considering his unstable glitching to go alongside his even more unstable behavior.

- To say he’s possessive would be an understatement, keeping them trapped in some way, maybe underneath the ground of Sugar Rush, never let them see the light of day whenever he’s not there, just insanely invasive and intense behavior. Then again he’s always been invasive and intense.

- Everything is amplified by a 100 now besides his size and height, and his ego has long since swallowed him, infesting every part of him, feasting upon the love he demands from the reader.

- He wants them to rely on him, fear him, respect him, be their everything, something he’s always desired but never had the means to fully get but now?? He’s certain he can.

- I believe that stake would make him more adamant to not have any obstacles in his goals, be more vicious, be more… More, if that makes sense, not wanting Vanellope or Ralph putting yet another wrench into his plan.

- Thinks his reputation is in the pits so, why not?? Why not be utterly transparent? Why not let the reader know just who they fell in love with? They should be thanking him in his eyes.

- The delusion is real and he simply refuses to acknowledge it, calling the reader naive and ignorant all the while holding them painfully tight close to cold bug like body.

- A mockery of how they used to hold onto each other during those rare moments of quiet between them.

(I usually don’t take like a day to do these but I felt a bit inspired. Enjoy. Or not, like what you like. ^^)

[sugar-crash]

Going stupid going crazy, size difference goes crazyyy 💖💖💖💖