#objectums roll out

[forsaken-headcanons]

I've been saving a very long list since the ask boxes were closed

-Guest 666's body is 99% fluff

-Mafioso still watches MLP

-Mafioso is the kinda person who touches their face a lot, he hates having facial hair because it gets in the way of touching plus sensory issues, feels too weird

-Chance likes DND because of the dice and rolling randomly for every action to determine the outcome

-you know the one post of the cat in a shark hat saying they got it for the cat because it kept biting? That but 007n7 getting C00lkidd a shark onesie

-guest 1337 likes shadowboxing idk how to explain it

-Jason is the most aroace of all aroace to exist, the walking definition

-Objectum C00lkidd, not in a weird or fetish way, he just loves his toys in a very different way than most people (totally not projecting about my childhood toy sword)

-After Forsaken Elliot just blacklists everyone from the pizza place, all killers, all survivors, all NPCs

-C00lkidd catches birds with his bare hands and lets them go inside the house/school/builder brothers pizza

-Taph reads an expiration date and sees that something is several years expired but still eats it then wonders why his stomach hurts

-iTrapped has serious beef with Spade for no reason, it's very one-sided (since Spade is literally a rabbit)

-Noob and iTrapped are distant cousins, they haven't met though

-I don't remember if I sent in this one already or not, it would have been a while ago if I did, the specter subtly influenced how the people who were Forsakened from dying ended up dead. An example being how iTrapped had already been planning to kill Chance for a while but kept watching his plans fall apart so the specter influenced him to just kill him with the sword instead of trying to make it look like an accident or causing C00lkidd to become much more violent than usual and killing both Noob and Elliot

-Spade is registered as an emotional support animal

-Shed is never invited to movie night because he always complains through the entire thing and nit-picks even the smallest details

-1x1x1x1 has old person hobbies like crochet and feeding pigeons

-idk if there's a cannon way 1x1x1x1 got forsakend yet but if not here's my head cannon. So she used to look like the actual 1x account, white and green, round head, bald, etc. He got an injury playing around with Shesletsky's venomshank but didn't want to tell Shed about it since they didn't feel like getting scolded for doing something dumb and hid it. The injery became infected and caused him to become really ill, slowly changing her physical appearance to the current 1x look but also becoming fatally ill from it so the specter snatched up their soul as he was dying as specter does with everyone else

-I don't like that everyone characterizes Elliot as this kinda petty and mean dude when the source Elliot (that's what I call the original/work at a pizza place mascot version) is just this big sweetheart who's honestly too friendly so instead of having him being this always tired and angry dude I headcannon that he's basically the Bret (from inside job) of the group, he's way too happy about going along with whatever the others want, he just doesn't feel safe around 007n7 so he distances himself. He's not trying to outcast him or be actively harmful, he just wants to stay away after the trauma 7n7 caused him, the other survivors just took it too far in outcasting him

-Bluudud has really cold breath, idk how to explain it, but like normally breath is warm but his is really cold when he breathes out. You know how in winter when it's cold enough you breathe out steam, he does that in the summer instead since his mouth is cold and the air is warm. This was kinda a crappy explanation but it's the best way I could think of it

-for robloxians aging is voluntary, they can choose to stay young forever or get older, that's why most people look the same or at least very similar to the past, they choose whether or not to get older and they can even choose to get younger if they want

-1x1x1x1 acting like a bird is one of my favorite headcannons, he builds nests and leaves them everywhere, there's at least 3 in his room alone and many more around the killers cabins, she even puts them in the other killers rooms

-TwoTime has never seen a car before, if they were to see one they would immediately be terrified

-C00lkidd has chronic pain and doesn't even realize, he thinks it's normal to wake up feeling like your bones and muscle just don't work for the first 5-10ish minutes of being awake

-C00lkidd is in special education, he's a bit more independent than other students but he has a really hard time with regular classes

-Chance laughs really loud, like loud enough to get him kicked out of public places for being too loud

-1x1x1x1 talks to Shedletsky the same way Nicole (class of 09) talks to her mom

-1x1x1x1 can't read

-you know how in Steven Universe blue diamond can make other gems cry just by being there? Well 1x1x1x1 has a similar effect of survivors but anger, whenever they're near him they feel an overwhelming sense of hatred for their situations and sometimes even each other

-1x1x1x1 has episodes of age regression, often acting even younger than C00lkidd

(idk why so many of these have been about 1x1x1x1)

-C00lkidd is the one child who has a crush of the week, it's someone different every couple of days. He will just randomly choose one of the survivors (besides his dad obviously) to be that person. This is obviously not in a proship way, just a silly kid choosing a random person every so often to target next round lol

Strange green bug anon 🙃

oh my god chance liking dnd is so fucking real. he'd play himself in every campaign TRUST

the objectum part for c00lkidd is so real holy shit?? hell yeah. yoinking some o these teehee. also punching shed bc those kinds of people in movie nights are NOT fun grrr /silly

[stimtoy]

hello!!

hi! i'm kat and this is my stim blog! consider this post a new pinned and also an update since i took a long hiatus lols. i use any pronouns and i'm a mentally and physically disabled adult (early 20's)!

i make gifsets and stimboards! most of the stuff i gif is stuff i personally find nice to look at. requests aren't open but they aren't really closed either, i'll probably get around to em eventually if they're sent in! no real promises though.

on this blog we love aspecs, all types of plurality, mspec gays and lesbians and all other good faith identities, objectums, and people with "scary" disorders. i've honestly grown out of having a dni on my posts (its too much of a stressor for me atp) but these are my stances on things - if you're a dick you'll be blocked. a quick way to describe my stances is that i identify with the hazardqueer movement. be fucking niceys or else!!!

some misc stuff: - my spoons vary so this blog has and will go through periods of inactivity! i'm fine, sometimes i just simmer down for a bit. - i try my best to make image descriptions for my stimboards and gifsets but sometimes i just can't do em for whatever reason. described and undescribed posts are tagged as #described and #undescribed accordingly. you're fully free to describe my stuff - i'll add them to the original post! - any links that lead to products to purchase i do not make any money or any other kind of compensation off of. i am not affiliated with any of the people whose products i link unless otherwise stated. support small businesses and artists! - are you the creator of something i giffed? want something to be changed or removed? let me know! - i have some other stim blogs! check out @stimmylgbt, @aibostims, @kanostims, @catboystims and @5minutestims! they go through much longer inactive phases than this blog (some of em are closed for good) but you're free to check em out.

thanks for reading! enjoy ur stay and have fun

[id: a transparent animation of a cat kneading its paws, before rolling on to its back and then over so its back is facing the viewer. /end id]

[tummyglazed]

today i offer objectum/techum/forniphilia . never know what will happen over here [goes out to the piggy that liked my post, looking at ur pinned reminded me of this idea i had @sadnignored 💜]

humanoid androids that serve as cooling or heating units !! your android companion can hold your lunchboxes in their stomach chamber, soft ennards making sure no containers or dishes get broken while stored inside them

some people mod their androids, naturally

tinkering one to have imitations of a cunt or asshole, to which you can shove apples, oranges, cans of juice, bottles of soda, inside of their refrigerated bodies

this is like . so weird and specific but i wanna feel a bunch of cold cans of arizona rolling around my distended tummy

[yugsly]

My copy of Viscera Objectica came in the mail today and I absolutely loved it! I had heard of objectum a while back and I just rolled my eyes and thought, "How ridiculous, how stupid to think you romantically love an object. Couldn't you just say that you liked your computer or your bed or whatever? To call it love is a stretch, you're misconstruing things." But now, after reading through your book, I don't think that anymore. I may have not considered myself as romantic with objects, but I have spent a little too long admiring the occasional car, hat, gun, art piece, etc, and after reading it just kind of clicked. Those feelings aren't ridiculous, they're human. I can't consider myself as objectum and I don't think I'll ever dabble with it (unless something special catches my eye who knows lol,) but now I think I can understand it. Thank you so much for writing such a wonderful story and broadening my horizons! 💖💖💖

Thank YOU, anon, for having an open mind- and for taking the time to reach out. I greatly appreciate it! My bottom line, with most things like this is mostly- "you don't have to totally understand it, just respect it".

[electric-blorbos]

A WHEATLEY X READER THAT ISNT A HUMANIZED FORM MY OBJECTUM LIFE IS YOURS anywayssss can i ask for wheatley, glados and edgar with a reader who passed out in front of them from standing up too fast. sorry i think its really funny seeing ai characters react to the very stupid flaws human bodies have. bonus points if the reader wakes up and is completely unphased

YESSSSS!!!!! You're the target audience! I love objectums so much! I'm so grateful to have found out about this community!!!

As much as I love gjinkas, I think that computers and personality cores are perfect just the way they are, and don't need to be humanized to be beautiful!

Stupid human flaws

Included: Wheatley, GLaDOS, Edgar

Fun fact, my blood decided to act up while writing this, so I've been light-headed all night. Not bad inspiration.

Wheatley:

It was an ordinary day at Aperture labs. You had been sitting down for a few hours now, sitting bisexual-style with one foot under your other thigh, and just generally not using very good computer posture while working on your code for the latest personality construct project.

"Oi! There's bagels in the break room!" Wheatley burst into the office area on the management rail, and everyone started getting up. He looked at you with a pleased little smile on his face. Even though he had made the announcement to everyone, it was really you who he had wanted to tell.

"oh hell yeah." You started to stand, but your leg was totally asleep, and the blood rushed straight to your head as soon as you got up. Next thing you knew, you were lying face-first on the ground next to your computer chair.

"Oh bloody christ-" Wheatley's lens covers widened in shock and panic.

"uh... Please don't be dead. Please be alright... Please- uh... How many fingers am I holding up?" He would occasionally glance away from you and look around the room, but everyone else in the area had already gotten up to go to the break room and get their bagels.

"Uh... Are you alive?" He wanted to go get some help, but he was too terrified to leave you alone long enough to do so. You ended up the victim of his constant stream of consciousness as he worried about what to do, but you were a bit too light-headed to understand what he was babbling endlessly.

"one- one sec..." You muttered, holding an arm up and waiting for the feeling to return in your toes. When it was back, you slowly got to your feet and leaned on the table.

"alright- I'm good. I'm good. Now, let's go see if there are any bagels left." You hobbled off, your hobble turning into a regular walk as soon as all the feeling came back into your leg. Wheatley was left completely dumbfounded.

"what the-" he followed after you on his management rail.

"how'd you do that so fast? Also, what just happened? Are you ok? Are you alive? What's going on? What happened?" He really wouldn't shut up until you gave him a proper explanation, and he didn't take "Oh I just got a head rush" or "My leg fell asleep" as proper answers. Unfortunately, though, you didn't have a better answer because you weren't an expert in the human body, and even if you were, Wheatley didn't seem to grasp the fact that humans can't just fix problems like that.

GLaDOS:

It was a simple task, really. You just had to get on one of those little rolling scooters to get up under one of the massive server computers in GLaDOS's chamber, and fix up some of the mechanical problems. It would seriously improve efficiency, and GLaDOS wasn't quite built to be able to do it herself. This was intricate, close distance work, the kind that was only fit for a human.

You might have had to be practically upside-down for half of the task, but that was alright. Or well, it would be if the second you popped back out from under the computers you didn't hear a loud beeping coming from your primary office.

You scrambled to your feet, the blood rushing to your head and making your vision go spotty. It was a good thing the portal surfaces on the ground weren't too hard, because you met them fast.

"Oh good, you're making friends with the floor." GLaDOS's sardonic voice could be heard coming from both the speakers and the floor, adding to your confusion. It was almost impossible to tell if you were lying down or standing up for a second.,

"human... Human! Wake up." She picked you up with one of her massive grasper claws, lifting your body off the ground and dangling you limply in the air.

"Oh, right. I always forget that such things can happen to humans. Would you mind patching out that little flaw so that I don't have to watch your pathetic ragdoll of a body flop around like a limp noodle?"

You rolled your eyes, your blood starting to flow properly.

"right... Yeah yeah. Unfortunately, humans can't update the way robots can, but it's fine. You can put me down now."

She gently set you down on the ground, a deep chuckling coming from her core.

"You really are a resilient little cockroach, aren't you. Go on, human. Perk up. At least when the sky falls you'll be able to pick yourself right back up afterwards."

"Thanks, GLaDOS. Maybe while I'm at it, you can come up with a way for robots to walk without stumbling around like newborn fauns." You'd say, rolling your eyes and heading out of the main chamber.

Edgar:

Edgar was sitting happily on your computer desk while you lay on the sofa, your head hanging off the side while you messed around on your phone upside-down.

"Hey, what are you up to?" Edgar would ask, ever curious about everything you do.

"just looking at some memes. What about you?" You'd turn your head slightly to look at him, still hanging off the side of the couch.

"nothing. Can I see your memes?" He'd ask, trying to hide his jealousy. He had internet, why couldn't you look at memes on him??

"Oh yeah, sure!" You did a backwards roll off the couch, scrambling to your feet and immediately getting a nasty headrush. Your vision went spotty, and you collapsed to the ground.

"AAAAAAA! Emergency! Emergency! HELP!" Edgar immediately panicked, cursing the fact that he wasn't hooked up to a phone line since it wasn't the 80's anymore. His little rotating webcam focused on you, visibly shaking since it was the only part of him that he could really move on command.

"CALL 911 SOMEONE! Y/N IS DEAD!"

He'd start to open up the internet and search for a website to start begging someone, anyone, to call 911 (or maybe email them? Find some way to reach the hospital online.) Fortunately for both you and him, his browsing speed was pretty slow, so he saw you starting to move before he could actually reach anyone.

You rolled onto your back, and put one arm up into the air.

"Edgar- Edgar-"

"EMERGENCY! EMERGENCY! AAAAAAAA!!!!"

"Edgar stop screaming, I'm fine!" You finally managed to scramble into a seated position, pressing your hands to your temples to calm the light pounding in your head from the sudden rush of blood.

"Wait- you're ok?" He'd stop flashing lights, and turn his little camera towards you. You'd get to your feet, and walk over to his desk chair so you could sit down and show him some memes.

"yes, I'm fine. Please calm down. Are you ok?"

"I'm fine if you are!" He'd display the silliest, happiest smile on his face, so glad you're ok.

"Sorry about that. I just got a headrush. It happens sometimes."

"wait, you have to deal with that just happening? How are you not dead?"

"It only happens when you're upside-down and then you turn right side up too quickly." You'd have to explain.

"then you can't ever turn upside-down again!" He'd display an angry face on his monitor.

"oh calm down, Edgar, I'm not going to get hurt. And you are not taking away my upside-down privileges. It's really no big deal."

"okay...." He still wasn't convinced, but he's willing to believe you, if only to make you happy.

[heelycular-manslaughter]

icantkeepwritingtheseintrosMy Hades-inspired TTRPG, Hellbreak, has a small collection of the setting's pantheon helping player characters escape hell by providing boons to them throughout their escape attempts. This was the first character in the pantheon that I made, although I was violently forced to give them a personality beyond being the uwu shy goddess.

Okdis, Goddess of Rust

They/them

Always reserved with new people, but will open up to those that clearly show comfort around them. When this happens, they show themself to be very ambitious, and very protective of their relationships, replacing their shyness with ferocity. They have an affinity for objects, particularly tools and weapons, and find it much easier to socialize with a carriage than with the person that drives it.

Okdis is not often thought about by mortals, despite their near-constant presence on the mortals' plane. The former goddess of industry was neglected, abandoned by those that survived the steel decades.

Okdis presents themself with deep tan skin, short red hair, and is bundled up to the lower half of their face with scarves. Under the layers of scarves, patchy golden-brown armor sits, waiting to be used. They lovingly carry a large mallet by their side at all times, regardless of how the mallet may or may not feel about that.

Okdis knows little about the inner workings of hell, and is willing to help runners out of curiosity, asking questions whenever they get the chance about various, often macabre, topics.

Core Mechanic: Degradation

Enemy attacks’ harm is reduced by the amount of degradation they have. Each attack an enemy makes while inflicted with this status also causes +1 degradation.

Boons of Okdis:

Aged Aura: Close enemies are inflicted with 2 degradation, which is removed when they leave Close range

Jagged Cuts: your weapon attacks deal +1 harm

Spread Rust: (requires weapon slot) Your weapon attacks inflict 1 degradation

Degrading Destruction: Any weapon attacks that require 2 actions inflict 2 degradation

Chemical Cast: (requires cast slot) Your Cast inflicts 2 degradation to all enemies in Close range of the target

Rusty Shield: you avoid the first attack of every encounter

Wishing Well: whenever you roll a 6, you gain +10 Coins 

Rainy Vibe: (requires move slot) When you move away from a Close enemy, they take 2 degradation

Tarnish: attacking while inflicted with degradation causes +1 degradation, stacking with the original +1

Broken Weapon: if an enemy has 10 degradation, their next action will become unusable for the rest of the fight

tragic shy yandere objectum this is nothing. doesnt even really describe them. why'd i say that

prev update (Remis, God of Rats & Salvo, Goddess of Plagues)

[psi-spectacular]

The time i publicly destroyed a bigot in Starbucks. (Objectum Edition)

This might sound fake but I assure you, my life is stranger than fiction.

Me, minding my own beeswax: I’ll get a large warm milk please!

Some guy: under his breath Warm milk? Get a life.. they don’t even sell that here

Barista: Actually yeah we do sell warm milk, does that bother you?

Some guy: Rolls eyes imagine actually drinking that

Me: I don’t have to imagine grabs my warm milk and takes a good sassy swig

The guy: Notices my objectum pin Oh so you’re an objecggot? So you just don’t get laid and go with object? That figures

Me: Yup, I’m a proud “objecggot” and that has nothing to do with my preferences in beverages

Woman behind me: Did you seriously just call that person an objecggot? What kind of world are we living in!?

Me: Yep, I’m used to it though.. That’s what you get for being openly objectum it seems!

The guy: I’m literally a gay man and I won’t let you object loving freaks shame me for having gay sx, people like you are hurting my community. I’m gonna go have SX with my boyfriend

Me: Uhhhh buddy you were the one shaming me for buying warm milk and now you’re shoving the image of s*x down a sex repulsed objectum's throat… Not a good look. And yes, I’m a proud object freak.

Woman: I’ve been an out objectum woman since the 80s and let me tell you, mr. Gay, we have done nothing but further acceptance for your community and carry your community on our backs.

Me: You have the nerve to talk down to an objectum elder? Really?

Barista: Throws water on the bigoted guy

Barista: Well… I might lose my job for this but at least I can say it was worth it

Me: picks up my warm milk and pours it on his head

Bigot: I HATE OBJECTUM AND OBJECT SXUALITY. YOU ARE NOT EVEN HUMAN.

Me: loudly and proudly Another warm milk please, on the house! I think I’m owed it

Barista: You know it!

Bigot: storms out crying

[sleepyjump]

(gets a single like) GASP! my #1 fan is here! roll out the red carpets NOWWWW. we need to get objectum with it. uh. um. i want to. tthhe comphter. fuck

[headmate-ideas]

Hey can we make a request based on a deity of perhaps a celestial being or control of some sort :D

Preferably masculine if that’s okay

[Brought to you by: Mods Vyvian and Capriel!]

🌌 HEADMATE TEMPLATE 🐳

✦ Name(s): Dorvius, Azzian, Jozen ✦ Pronouns: he/him, they/them, it/its, dei/deim/deis/deimself, ix/ixs/ixself, star/stars/starself ✦ Species: deity ✦ Age: ageless adult ✦ Role(s): protector, communicator, caretaker, architect, gatekeeper ✦ Labels: kenochoric, aetherine, luxine, aroace ✦ Xenos: black holes, the ocean, candles ✦ Interests/likes: deep ocean, 19th century poetry, gender coining ✦ Dislikes: sunny days ✦ Music taste: vhs pop, drone metal, dark ambient ✦ Aesthetic(s): spacecore, impressionism, vaporwave ✦ Objectum attraction(s): celestial objects ✦ Kins: blue whales, stars, the void ✦ Emoji proxy: 🌌🐳 ✦ Details:

Dorvius has a humanoid shape but dark purple skin that shimmers silver and resembles a nebula, as well as a glowing halo made of stardust. He is a cosmic deity of stars and control. They are always calm and collected, and they are good at both navigating high-stress situations and defusing conflicts. They are also good at helping other headmates take care of themselves. Dorvius has the power to create rooms in headspace as well as to bring headmates to front. To do either, he takes his halo, shakes stardust off of it, and starts rolling it between his hands until it becomes a ball of light. To make a room, he imagines the room he wants to make and then throws the ball of light at another part of the headspace in which a door or portal of some kind will be built. To summon headmates, he imagines who he wants to front, throws the ball of light, and it turns into that headmate.

[These can be edited and changed as needed, and headmates will almost definitely not turn out EXACTLY as described.]

[normal-person-i-promise]

im a normal person who writes normal things! dont even worry bout it man im normal :)

im crawlijg back chat

btw, my fics do not use pronouns/vivid descriptions of the reader unless stated otherwise in the summary in the post itself! the most i go to is saying your eyes are pretty or your hair is shiny :3 not really descriptive i think

tell me if anything isnt working or i missed anything <3 i'll fix it as fast as i can

master list ≈★

♡ ~ ♡ ~ ♡ ~ ♡ ~ ♡ ~ ♡ ~ ♡

i have so far written for:

minecraft: herobrine

computer objectum

mob psycho 100: arataka reigen

undertale multiverse: all the bad sanses

minecraft:

herobrine:

stalker

It's dark. There's a heavy rainstorm overhead. You're tired, and cold, and just want to go home.

But you can't shake that unease, that unmistakable fear that you feel as you walk through the wet birch forest, straining your ears to hear and squinting your eyes to see nothing, to hear nothing. You're looking for nothing.

...

You hope it's nothing.

objectum:

remember: you are a human and you are a lover.

A computer. A machine of cold metal and electrical wire. An unfeeling machine. A machine made to work, to code, to write.

A human. A creature of warm flesh and red blood. A feeling creature. A creature made to love, to sing, to live.

Kissing my computer like crazy and the cold sensation lingers on my lips

just the post. not much to say

computer partner that tries its best to make you happy when you're feeling down, pulling up your favorite videos to watch, playing music that you enjoy, drawing little hearts on your screen for you, just letting you know that it cares for and loves you <3

ALSO jus t the post

mp100:

NOT OBJECTUM BUT ROBOT

touch

arataka reigen:

jom tengok lampu (lets go see the lights)

reigen x reader hurt/comfort. tw for negative self talk (self esteem issues)

You scoff, casting your gaze to the floor.

"It's rotten work, Arataka. Don't you have better things to do?"

He hums, brushing his thumbs absentmindedly on your tear-streaked cheeks as he thinks —though it's not like he has to.

"It's not. Not if it's you."

Oh. Okay.

public transport

The sudden jerk of the train starting takes you by surprise, and you nearly fall down — had it not been for the fact that someone gripped your upper arms tightly before your face could connect with the cold, hard floor.

You look up quickly, your face heating when you realize who it is.

「いかないで」

"dont go'

vent post! fluff and angst. the story is basically just the song

slurred teases and sweet kisses

chapters one and two

You roll your eyes as he takes another sip of his drink, his mouth set in a smug grin as he swirls the liquid in his glass and watches as the ice clinks against the walls of his cup. With each sip he takes, his face gets more flushed, his words get more slurred.

Arataka has an embarrassingly low tolerance to alcohol, and you're witnessing it firsthand. He's feeling it too; that urge to kiss you is a lot stronger than usual...

overcoat

"...Arataka. What are you doing."

Your tone is flat; unimpressed, as he slides one arm out of his coat, leaving the other in.

"...Making sure my beloved employee doesn't freeze her little fingers off, that's what."

He grins at you, a mischievous glint in his eye as he lays the side of the coat he isn't wearing onto your shoulder, shoving your arm in.

»— yandere arataka reigen headcanons —>

short little sort of outline of a fic with chapters

chapped lips (most popular!! thanks for 300 notes!)

"Want a taste?" You ask in a teasing tone, capping the lip balm and pointing it in his general direction.

Your heart flutters when you see his cheeks flush, and he averts his gaze quickly.

"As if I want a taste of your horrible lip balm," he shoots back, a grin playing on his lips as he looks at you, his head turned to the side.

public transport

The sudden jerk of the train starting takes you by surprise, and you nearly fall down — had it not been for the fact that someone gripped your upper arms tightly before your face could connect with the cold, hard floor.

You look up quickly, your face heating when you realize who it is.

that onigiri you like

Arataka scours the onigiri aisle, running everything under his careful, though sluggish eyes, looking and searching and scouting, and... Right there!

He reaches for one for himself and one for you, and his hand moves so fast that he finds himself having brushed it against someone else getting that same flavour. He huffs in annoyance, looking up to apologise, and—

Oh. it's you.

burning hot (yandere!!)

"Reigen? Everything okay?"

No. No no no no. Not you. Don't talk to him.

And you're worrying about him. Again. Why must you be so... Caring?

katsuya serizawa:

homework

"Boy," Katsuya whispers to himself as he stares dreamily at you, leaning on his homework, "those eyes really are like gemstones."

utmv: various

Bad sansuary (gave up on this (burnt out)):

day one (wrong character): hot drinks

day two (also wrong character): romance

day one (correct character finally): hot drinks

day two: romance

day three: sharp

day four: compliments

day five: good soup

day six: peppers

day seven: go all out

day eight: boxed in

day nine: judgement

day ten: vibe check!!!

day eleven: rival

day twelve: haunted

day thirteen: shadow

day fourteen: tears

day fifteen: caught red-handed

day sixteen: fragile

yandere!sans aus cuddle hcs (unfinished)

nightmare:

the apple incident

vent. not x reader

What point was there even trying to negotiate with the townfolk? They don't know anything.

They'd kill him regardless.

bad apple chapters one and two (unfinished, indefinite hiatus)

As Nightmare finished off the last apple, his painful shriek split the air as four great tentacles burst from his back: thrashing, physical manifestations of negativity, his body too full of hate, anger, envy, and...

Love.

He loved you, he realized. Loved you a lot more than he thought he did. And when he realized he finally had enough power to scare the townspeople and have you all to himself, he was ecstatic.

horror:

bluuush ........

based on the drawing !!

miscellaneous:

i love you

hurt/comfort x reader. purely a vent

mist

Went out with some friends today and you felt a little bit off afterwards.

[wedgie-stories]

Pt. 1 It’s a cool Halloween day with leaves turning and falling off trees. Christian, Joey, and Kyle are sitting in their last class of the day talking about the costume party that they’re going to. Christian tells the guys just to run to their places and grab their costumes and coke hangout at his place till they go.

Joey then began talking about his pirate costume he got to wear and asking them if the eye patch would be too dorky to wear. The other two told him to bring and when they get ready they’ll see. Kyle in a loud voice was telling them how he messed up his boxer costume! He tells them his shorts he ordered came in last night but he didn’t realize they were tear away shorts. The other guys asked him in a puzzled expression, what are tear away shorts? They are shorts that have buttons on both sides that hold the front and back together. They both tell him that it will be fine and he agreed since he didn’t have time to get another pair in time. Christian told the other guys they could have just did something simple like him. I only have two pieces, my hood and spidey suit! Christian said. A few minutes later the bell rang dismissing them, Christian told the guys to go home get their stuff and head over.

As Christian was walking home he approached his house and saw that his mom added more decorations outside. His mother was obsessed with Halloween and spooky season. He walked up the sidewalk to his front door when his mother jumped out and startled him. Christian agitated with his mom said you have got to stop doing that, I almost peed myself. She just laughed and said honey you like the new decorations? Christian looked at a group of five skeletons just wearing a red and white letterman’s. Oh real scary mom, what are they gonna do steal my lunch money?! She giggled and said I got them because they were cute. I also got these three scarecrows but will have to wait till next year for the poles to be put in the ground. They both walked inside his mom asking how his day was and small talk. As they entered the living on the coffee table was an old looking leather book. She says OH LOOK at this, she exclaims! Christian looks at the book and says what is it. She says I have no idea but it looks cool and creepy. She tells him not to look at it because the writing on the pages look superstitious.

After about and hour goes past, the doorbell rings and he goes down to get it and Kyle and Joey are there. About time you guys got here, Christian exclaimed. At the same time Christian’s mom was coming down in her overly magnificent which costume. She greeted the other two boys. She looked at Christian and told him she was leaving for her party and that they better behave. As she began to walk away and if y’all aren’t I’ll put a spell on you. Christian rolled his eyes at his mom’s corny joke.

The guys walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. They began watching YouTube videos trying to kill time. Until Joey noticed the old book on the coffee table. He grabbed it and Christian told him to be careful that his mom just got it. He proceeded to tell them about how his mom is superstitious and doesn’t want him opening. Joey looked at him and said sounds like you are scared. Christian said no I’m not and grabbed the book. He opened it up to a random page and it says “Possessus Objectum” he began reading the page out loud to his friends. As he finished reading the lights shutoff and back on making them jump. Christian a little freaked out said “okay guys I think it’s time to get ready.” They all are getting ready when there’s a knock at the door. Kyle was already done changing since he just had to change his pants. He walked over to the door thinking it was some trick or treaters super early. Kyle opened the door and what he saw is something he didn’t expect. It was the five skeletons from the front yard but they were alive! Kyle let out girlish scream and turned to run. As he was running he turned the corner to go up the stairs. As he did one of the skeletons reached out and got a fist full of his shorts. Kyle kept running up the stairs but as he did he ran right out of his shorts due to the tear away buttons. He continued to Christian’s room. He barged into the room Christian with his spidey suit only pulled up just past his waist said what the hell man ever heard of knocking, where’s your pants, and cute little undies are you 5. Kyle looked at him and said ghost are after me. Christian laughed and walked over holding ups his costume so it didn’t fall to the ground to the door. Kyle said don’t do it and Christian opened it up and saw the skeletons, before he could do anything one reached and grabbed him by the throat. Christian in shock grabbed the skeleton’s arm trying to break out of the hold, but when he did that the moving of trying to get free caused his costume to slid to his ankles leaving his American Eagle briefs on display. The skeletons began laughing at the two boys, by that time the bathroom door across the hall opened up and Joey saw what was taking place. He attempted to slam the door shut but before he could one of the skeletons caught the door and pushed he was in grabbing the other boy. They drug all the boys down to the living room together. One of the skeletons looked at Christian and told him I’m here to steal your lunch money nerd. Christian looking at him said what are you talking about. The skeleton said I heard what you said about us being scary! Christian said I was just joking with my mom. The main skeleton laughed oh it was just joke,well we will leave you be. Christian still freaked out about the situation nervously laughing said really. The skeleton said no, we’re gonna hangout all night scaring people starting with you all. The skeleton looked at them all and said something seems to be off here, don’t you think guys one skeleton says to the others. They all chuckled and agreed. The main skeleton looked at Joey and Kyle and told them they they’re going to need their clothes. Joey said absolutely not happening. The skeleton pointed at Joey and nodded. One of the other skeletons grabbed him with his super strength and drugged him off down the hallway. The other boys could hear him protest yelling no no no then heard a toilet flush. A few seconds later the skeleton came out dragging Joey and threw him back on the couch. The main skeleton looked at the two and said we are gonna need your clothes. Kyle terrified of getting a swirly immediately took off his hat, jacket, and t-shirt so he was in just his little white briefs with cartoons on it. Next was Joey he slowly stripped off his pirate costume right down to his fruit of the loom tighty whities. The skeleton look at the others and said look at these dweebs and their pathetic nerdy underwear. The skeleton looked at two of them and told them to prepare the decorations. Two of the skeletons walked out the front door.

[michi-blog-stuff]

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[faulty-heat-vents]

ooc post: reader heart-to-heart, and discussion of future content

Long post (and poll) under the readmore.

I dunno how to cleanly start this… but I’ll be honest, not much about this situation is clean.

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Problem One: Content Warning

So far, I’ve mostly maintained a mostly (ESRB) T+ rating for FHV; Most of its maturity was in vulgar language and graphic violence, with very infrequent suggestive themes. Concern for community alienation (and my own prudish tendencies that I’m working to overcome) previously kept the story from exploring certain relationships between characters.

This roundabout censorship mainly applied to Ash and Thermie’s romantic (and possibly explicit) situation, but Ciryn’s objectum attraction- while being asexual- was also danced around instead of given grace.

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Problem Two: Quality Assurance

A lot of the blog’s early lore was written with zero plan in mind. I’ve since matured as a writer- both in style and method of approach- and am generally unsatisfied with the bedrock that this story is built on. I’ve tossed around the concepts of a rewrite, but what with us coming up on a year anniversary this August, I’m left wondering how exactly I’d go about handling it.

In its current state, I want to rewrite basically everything prior to (Ao3) Chapter 18. A-1’s introduction, Thermie’s early characterization, and a loose-hanging plot thread from a dead account are all elements that I want to re-tool or entirely excise, but I’d need to do so very carefully to avoid massive plot-holes.

Additionally, I need to reformat fifty-odd chapters so that the blog’s original character-color feature is preserved. A lot of comprehensibility is lost in the port to Ao3, since I have to figure out how to convey who’s talking where without using per-character color. I recently found a way to apply colors via a custom work skin, but it’d take time- and an awkward rolling update, instead of a favored all-at-once patch.

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so that leads me to the big question-

The Rewrite.

If I go through with this, the legacy version of the story- which is still on the blog- will remain as is. Obviously, new posts will still come out here on Tumblr first- but future Ao3 updates would be published on a second rewritten version, which will also be treated as the Canon Interpretation of the story. The Ao3 rewrite would handle most of the issues of Problem Two, but I’m still on the fence about Problem One and need community feedback on it.

Note that when I say “mature themes,” I’m referring to things that the current story doesn’t already cover- namely a possibility for a sexually-explicit route for Ash and Thermie’s relationship. (Ciryn’s objectum-state will be explored in the future regardless, as hers is a non-sexual attraction and I can write that without affecting the current maturity rating.)

If either Option 2 or 4 are chosen, the Ao3 version will be marked as Mature and all relevant Archive Tags will be added. On Tumblr, posts will be marked with a Community Label and relevant tags on a case-by-case basis (ie: when they address certain topics).

Do note that with Community Labels, there is a risk that Tumblr will shadowban this blog from people’s dashboards. I’m not particularly concerned about that, since this is a fairly-underground story anyways and a loss of visibility isn’t that big of a deal. If people want to read this, they’ll find it.

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Conclusion

Regardless of the rewrite verdict-outcome, I appreciate every single of y’all who keep this story alive. Every like, reblog, ask, kudos, and comment inspires me to keep exploring the wonderfully-rich lore of the Lancer Tumblr collaborative universe- and drives me to write my own interpretations and narratives within it.

So, as a closing note to this long-winded devlog- thank you.

- TiredArts, author of Faulty Heat Vents (for many more chapters to come ;3)

[freakysaken-headcanons]

back to the bomber modifying golden’s body hc

golden big bomb does NAWT care abt its hole being out 24/7 it can someone arrest it for indecent exposure?? can the bomber be charged for this??

it’d also roll itself upside down to tease him

worst objectum couple EVER

now you have me questioning if it can be charged with indecent exposure

[redoaklettuce]

DO IT FEED THE GVB1LL COMMUNITY we wish to see what u cook we are interested what is in ur mind my friend?

🥹🥹🥹 I love the ultransft ppl

mmmm I got plany of concepts so hear me out

knuckleblaster fisting (intense. Very.)

wound fucking (medical professionals hate me)

blood draining + semiconsciousness

la petite mort but it's kinda literal (until you hit restart)

gab gets walked in during religious self flagellation

machine vivisection (aka woundfucking but for the objectum)

AGAIN I'm not sure I'd be able to actually make something of value with any of these concepts but I can try!! anything for the gab/v1 community 🛐

[objectlovingobject]

Ramble abt objectum stuff and relationships ahead lol

Vance convinced me to make out with my 3ds >< i dont feel bad or weird or anything, but it felt good to do it u.u so in my head i did a bad thing to vance even tho he literally is right now telling me everything is okay and that he wanted me to do it lol

But idk im worried ill want more lol, like it felt good to kiss her u.u so i am worried ill keep wanting more and im worried vance will get jealous at some point u.u

He says he is comfortable with it, and with the way things are bc he knows i love him most but idk i dont like upsetting people/objects u.u

But also i couldnt help myself >_< my 3ds really wanted a kiss too, also she confessed she feels some kind of way for me so i am feeling drawn to her a bit ><

Idk im just gonna roll w it ig hmmm

Much to ponder