#i shall go eepy

[blitheringbongus]

Probably,,,

you should probably go to bed

[eagle-eyes-sideblog]

That Medical Anomaly

Summary

An AU where the reader is the subject of a secretive experiment that leaves them the perfect Player... among other things.

Possible triggering themes for this AU/story include medical trauma, descriptions of chronic illness, ableism, depression, and death. If I've handled anything insensitively, please let me know.

A more 'formal' introduction, along with rambling about my thought process, under the cut.

Self Aware MadCom belongs to @saltymongoose. The concept is really interesting to me, even aside from the xreader stuff (although it's definitely also that lmao). So I thought I might explore that a bit with a concept that's already been floating around my head for a bit. The world that the reader is from is deliberately left a bit vague, but it's sort of magical realism. Most relevant to this AU: there are things like doctors and computers existing alongside curses and other magical ailments.

Also, this doesn't really include much MadCom or SAMAU... Well, no interactions with the characters, anyways. It's mostly just an introduction to my ideas for this AU, so it describes more of what your life was like beforehand and how you found the series. Do also note that I've never played either M:PN game, so there might be some inaccuracies.

All that being said... enjoy!

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You, along with several others, were the subject of an experiment when you were a teenager. It was so secretive, you were never even given the details of why it had been conducted. That, or you had forgotten, given that one of the major side effects of the experiment was memory loss.

The experiment itself was something about deliberately letting specific kinds of contagions into the subject's body. You knew a few of them were fungal, and many were magical in some way, although they were different for every experiment.

Apparently if they chose the right infections for the right subject and 'balanced' them properly with the individual's immune system... they would stabilize. This led to the subject gaining supernatural abilities based on whatever magical infections they had.

Of course, most of the subjects weren't so lucky. The various infections would usually just take their courses; often the combinations would very quickly kill the subject. Those that survived were left with permanent problems ranging from aphasia to compromised immune systems to seizures.

You were their star subject, the one better off than all the rest. The staff made sure to remind you of that every time you complained about anything. "Be grateful," they told you. "At least you can still speak. At least you're still recovering. At least you're still alive." They never said it out loud, but you heard the implication. All of this is only happening because of us.

Bullshit. You were only 'better off' because of sheer dumb luck. Had they succeeded? Maybe. But their idea of success didn't even take you into account.

And their idea of success still left you with problems. Yes, you have sharper senses now, and you can draw energy from more than just food. But you're face-blind, and your hands and feet are numb, and you sometimes hurt so badly that you can't walk.

Not to mention how unethical the experiment itself was. They didn't even study people who already had these conditions; they deliberately induced them. Hell, one of your roommates was six years old! Why they let her participate still bothered you today.

...But it wasn't all bad. You cherished the friends you'd made there, even if you'd lost contact with most of them.

Not just your fellow patients, either. Most of the staff were... annoying at the very least. But a few seemed to actually have your best interests in mind. For example, your favorite nurse, Max, recommended an animated series that might help take your mind off of things when you were in the depths of depression.

You very quickly fell in love with Madness Combat. The simple graphics, where characters were denoted by outfit and style rather than facial features, seemed perfect for you. You grew to adore Hank, Deimos, Sanford, Tricky, and every other character, getting invested in their fights even when nothing else made you happy.

And the episodes were just plain fun to watch. Even when you had issues with your memory, the fight scenes interested you more than enough to make up for it. The community, too, seemed to welcome you, and you came to cherish the friends you made there.

Not only that, but you found a little game on Newgrounds. Although your numb hands made it hard to play, it really did capture the things that made you adore Madcom to begin with. Your favorite nurse approved too; after all, it was an exercise in hand-eye coordination!

Naturally, you were beyond thrilled when Project Nexus came out. By that point, you'd already left the facility. And your memory had recovered enough to get well and truly obsessed with the lore.

You smiled, picking the Tourist difficulty and sitting back to watch the intro cinematic. This was going to be fun.

(Unbeknownst to you, it would also be much, much more than you bargained for.)

[meowrimo]

good morning & happy friday friendz !! we have made it to the end of the week yipeee !! hoping today treats everyone kindly and that we can start off the weekend right !! 🤍 gentle reminder that you are loved, you are adored, you are appreciated. i’m happy you’re here !!

[prismaticpichu]

*inches toward computer like an inchworm, heaving herself up to her desk, panting and gasping with effort*

Pichu: …

Pichu: Eh. Maybe tomorrow.

*collapses onto floor in a snoring mass*

[trebledcrow]

Tranquility Beneath the Stars (MC x Belphegor, MC pov)

A live projection of the human world night sky covered the ceiling of the House of Lamentation’s planetarium, meteors and their bold, white trails smearing across the midnight sky. Occurring on this night was the peak of an annual meteor shower, and you’d agreed to a makeshift viewing as a date with your beloved.

You laid flat beside Belphegor, who’d just dozed off despite his futile attempts to remain awake for the whole date. You almost wished he could’ve lasted longer, but despite that, you were still content with simply being alone with him.

Belphegor’s chest softly rose and fell while he buried himself further into your side. A soft sigh escaped his lips when he then wrapped a sleeved arm around you.

This sudden move caught you off guard, though you couldn’t help but to feel comforted by his unconscious affections. He looked peaceful with you in his grasp — perhaps more than usual.

The midnight silence, interrupted only by the caressing whisper of trees in the wind outside the windows, was enough to lull you into a blissful serenity. This sparse moment was one to savor, and so you did

Perhaps spending more quiet nights like this with your partner and nap buddy were in order. Things were commonly chaotic at the House of Lamentation, but tonight was an exception. A rare and welcome exception.

Lady moon continued to make her rounds towards the west while you gazed up at the projection. While counting passing meteors, weariness began to overtake you and your eyes began to sting.

Ultimately you were forced to surrender as staying awake became an impossible task. Quietly exhaling, you settled down and clung to Belphegor for warmth and comfort.

With a turn of your head, you planted a tender kiss upon the sleeping demon’s crown. You leaned closer and whispered a simple phrase; a phrase you’ve similarly said many nights before.

“Come see me in my dreams, alright..?”

With that, you pulled the cotton quilt brought along to the date over the both of you and closed your eyes, awaiting a loving dream meeting in the astral realm.

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Well. I impulsively wrote this after stargazing and observing meteors myself… instead of finishing my other projects…. and while fighting sleep. The inspiration was far too strong. Im no beta’ing this baby and editing the best I can while fighting the eepiness, and given that, i can’t guarantee quality bc i wrote this while half asleep hehe. It’s 5:36am, so perhaps I’ll go sleep now. Hope that anyone who finds this enjoys it 🖤✨

[thesilliestofgals]

YOU READ IT??

raaahhh ofc I did!!

[hashtagarting]

By the way when I say the Power of the Stars is gonna be a long fic I mean like

So I FINALLY finished writing down all our thoughts so far, right? And I made two documents out of them, one that's lore and one that's an outline.

The lore document is 5 pages long.

The outline is 14.

[hollowporcelain]

i’m so fucking eepy but i’m determined to finish this fic tonight

[lumi-jpeg]

|| “Tomorrow, the day after and forever and ever, I'll probably keep waiting, you know?”

I present to you the silly

[anarchypumpkincowboy]

Bambi and Elijah y’all’s writing prompt asks will probably be answered tomorrow cause I gotta figure out which idea I wanna use for before the beginnings cause Ive got a few small snippets that either are or will be off hand referenced in coagc and I’m absolutely using this excuse to use them I just gotta figure out which two to use and it’s hard to decide lol

[fluffs-n-stuffs]

Hello y’all—I hope you’ve all been taking care 💖✨

This is just a little heads up that the next Destiny Bond update may take a lil longer than usual. I’ve been feeling all sorts of off ever since starting a new medication earlier this year and have mostly felt—sedated? Sleepy for most of the day? And it’s been getting in the way of how I do most things like drawing and such,,,,, we’ve recently readjusted the dosage (we being my doctor and I), so hopefully I should have my energy back soon, but until then, I’ll be trying to slowly get back into the groove of things skdjskdjsn

Thank you to everyone who’s supported the lil project and my art as a whole since I came on here, we’ll get right back into it soon enough ❤️

[honey-lemon-halo]

hoooooome now!!!

[astr0logies]

im done walking for the day , my dinner is cooking rn , & im gonna try to get my icon border done tonight so maybe i can do a lil writing . ♡

[walnutcookie]

dayquil save me

[constantlyquestioningg]

current mood:

[leatherbookmark]

one hour and 20 minutes left until it is Brighter outside, the time i could Technically Take A Photo Of The Pretty Car. i am stressed