#robot rumpus

[rockmangurl]

Valentines Day entry for Robot Rumpus!

This is for dahliathenurd!

Sunstar looking on his favorite doll…

[rockmiyabideusexmachina]

2024 Robot Rumpus Megaman Secret Santa Signups Open!

Whoopsie, forgot to cross-post here last night. ^^; Anyhow... ROBOT RUMPUS MEGAMAN SECRET SANTA SIGNUP TIME!

The signup period goes from now until Friday, November 15th. After assignments are handed out, you essentially have about 5-6 weeks to draw for your recipient, before your gift is due. 

deviantArt will still be the home to our main gallery. But you don't have to have an account there. Just like last year, all artists who love Mega Man are welcome. dA went through some changes since our last event, so we lost a lot of features for groups, and that included our admin space. We also recognize that plenty of artists have been leaving dA and Twitter due to AI-related issues (among others), which has taken a toll in participation over the years, too. To simplify communication this year, you are welcome to join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/EjHZJ7D3Xm Head to the 2024 Robot Rumpus Secret Santa channel for full details and sign up instructions. If you'd rather not use Discord, you can still participate through sending your wishlist via DM, whether that be here, Twitter, Bluesky, etc. Either head to the dA group journal for instructions, or read it here as a Google Doc. (Just look for the blue header for non-dA users) Hope to see plenty of new and familiar faces spread some Mega Christmas cheer this year!

[theletterwsartflap]

Robot Rumpus 2023 for dA user Essai, I drew their X era ocs in toon style! I can’t stand earwigs but that’s one seriously cool maverick design!

[homestuck-fanauthor-coalition]

The Homestuck Fan Author Coalition's March 2025 Competition was a gift swap! Authors were asked to write 3-5 Homestuck related prompts, and then they received a set of prompts from another author to write. Participants had one month to write any fic they liked based on their prompts, and votes were done to determine the awards.

All Fic Submissions and Awards

your hands protect the flames by @tehstripe

Davesprite survives the explosion that took John on the ship, and now he's survived the end of the game. How does he find his place on the new world when there's already a Dave?

Winner of the Vriska Award for Most Dramatic Winner of the Nepeta Award for Most Romantic

Always watching by @aspen1185

Jake appreciated the gesture, he really did. But sometimes he missed the privacy he had before Dirk sent him the damn robot. For one, he was pretty sure it watched him sleep.

A sickness by another name (wouldn't be sweet either but with luck, it would at least look much more tame) by @thoughts-of-a-scoundrel

A good handful of decades after the events of the last book, Jade Mountain Academy opens its doors yet again to a new generation of dragonets, all of them ready to learn and get a good education... except one. Timekeeper is just trying to survive. Or, what happens when you throw Homestuck characters, the Wings of Fire world, and a high school AU into a blender.

Winner of the Davesprite Superlative for Best Imitator

In which Two Trolls whom are Friends in the Human Connotation of the Word Attempt to Bake as well as One of Them Tries to Be a Good Friend by Partaking in the Other's Interest Without Actually Understanding it by @justficsnthings

Just two buds trying to bake some mother fucking bomb ass pies.

Winner of the Gamzee Award for Most Comedic

Conduction of Heat in Solids by @dave2olkat

‘Heat transfer is an area of thermal engineering that focuses on the transport, exchange, and redistribution of thermal energy. The three modes or ways that heat can be transferred have been termed conduction, convection, and radiation.’ Nepeta Leijon has achieved the dream of every mutant lowblood wriggler in Alternia: she has defected the empire and joined Starfleet. She has a Federation citizenship and has successfully avoided imperial culling! It only, you know, came at the expense of never being able to see or talk to her beloved moirail ever again.

Winner of the Sollux Award for Best Combination of Prompts Winner of the Flinty Award for Best Executed Crossover Winner of the Fruity Rumpus Superlative

you were always my problem by @princevaping11-11

Terezi and an alternate universe Vriska take a walk through the dream bubbles.

dis-ease by shudder

Even the strangest and most unsettling of dolls deserves to wear something that doesn’t physically harm the gander bulbs of passersby.

Winner of the Caliborn Award for Most Canon-Compliant Winner of the Lil Cal Award for Most Horrifying

holding my breath with a baseball bat by @toxicchamomile

Today is your sixteenth birthday. Normally on your birthdays, Feferi bakes you a cake and you make a dumbfuck wish and blow out candles. Today is different.

Winner of the Calliope Award for Most Interesting AU Winner of the Nepeta Award for Most Romantic

suffer the children by @diet-marzipan

raising a kid is hard its hard and nobody understands

Winner of the Eridan Award for Most Angsty Winner of the Lord English Award for Most Directly Inspired by the Prompt Winner of the Bro Award for Worst Parenting

franz freudinand by @ambrosianlullaby

Five times Dirk Strider and his AI Proxy Lil Hal run into the Red Scarf, Lighter, and the one time that Dirk actually gets something out of the interactions. But not without some fumbling and failure along the way.

Winner of the Equius Award for Most Action-Packed

A Time to Kill, A Time to Heal by @aeroargonic

"Maybe that’s what it takes to divert a timeline. Just one child to be offered a chance. A chance to prove themselves to the world, that if the world was willing to smile down at them, they would eagerly smile back." Vriska Serket can't save the world, so she saves herself instead. Well, technically a younger version of herself. But sometimes, that's all you need.

Winner of the Dad Award for Best Parenting

Pride and Prejudice and Horses by @meowloudly15

Jade Harley is super excited to start her very first undergraduate research project! The only problem is, the graduate student whom she's working with is kind of a jerk. No, scratch that, he's definitely a jerk. Will she be able to find common ground with him?

Haunting On The Top Floor by @june-egbert-official

Karkat Vantas' life is changing fast. New home, new landlord, new...ghost? boyfriend? Look, it's complicated. When he moves into his new apartment, his landlord is a dick, the pizza is mid, and something is there with him...but is it the horror story he thinks? Or is there more to meets the eye in his apartment?

This Time Around by @simsandchesscrossover

Jane Crocker finds her friends and loses them, again and again.

Winner of the Calliope Award for Most Interesting AU

Glimpse Into An Alternate Journey by @myusernameisstolen

Jade is very glad she did as that suspicious note suggested, and chose to shrink down the ship and drag John through the portal to the meteor.

Winner of the Feferi Award for Most Fluffy

Weaver by @rose-icosahedron

There's a prophecy, and it goes something like this: "When the war has lasted twenty years, the Dragonets will come. When the land is soaked in blood and tears when the land is soaked in blood and tears, the Dragonets will come. Find the Seawing egg of deepest blue-" Blah blah blah Nightwing Skywing Mudwing Sandwing Three queens Brightest night blah blah blah. Prophecy isn't real, there's not a single Skywing alive hatched within two weeks of the brightest night, and you aren't going to be an adult till the prophecy is over, so you won't get to leave the Nightwing Palace either. You could always run away from the palace of course, but you're too much of a coward to do that.

Winner of the Time Superlative for Most Time Spent Sprinting

Away with the fairies. by bralsra

Tavros spends a night with Nepeta and Roxy and has loads of fun!

Winner of the Feferi Award for Most Fluffy

Playing God by @icedcoolatta

Rose has ascended to Ultimate Self, but with so much power comes so, so much responsibility.

Angel Among the Stars by @calamitascalliope

A young woman pretends to be asleep in her bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 30th of November, 1928, is not this young woman's birthday. Not yet. And soon she will be free of the cage she's been kept in for nearly eighteen years.

Winner of the Caliborn Award for Most Canon-Compliant

[aforager]

2024 Robot Rumpus - Mars

Secret Santa gift for CreeperFlowey, with Mars as the main subject and snowball fighting, tree decorations, and presents as main themings/inspiration for the fight.

Happy holidays and Happy New Year! Looking forward to 2025.

[2dxrakkii]

Merry Christmas Eve! I joined Mega Man Robot Rumpus 2024 and drew Frost Man for @jazzmanz.bsky.social ! He's giving a cup of kakigoori (Japanese shaved ice) topped with life and weapon energy to Mega Man here.

[ovokthen]

Robot Rumpus 2023 for lygiamidori

I have decided to participate in Robot Rumpus this year. Here is my submission of Tundra man for lygiamidori. Happy Holidays, everyone.

[sweatertheman]

Thinking about Karkat.

Despite his ideals being the most counter to that of his race, Karkat is the most Troll-Like Troll you can find. He's always, always angry, at everyone and everything. His friends, his enemies, his past self, his future self...

It's rare to see him express any other emotion other than bitterness and irreverence. And in the times he does express other feelings, such as guilt, grief, or compassion, he does so with bitterness. When he calms Gamzee out of murder man mode, in one of the better scenes of the comic, and Gamzee honks again, he threatens to be kind and understanding towards him again if he doesn't stop. When he's alone wandering the halls of the meteor, feeling guilty about causing the problem they're in, it's with self-loathing, flipping all his anger onto himself. He seems to wallow in a perpetual state of unhappiness. He yells at his lusus, yells at his friends, resents Sollux for being better at programming than him, deliberately chooses a fetch modus he doesn't understand because he isnt good at encryption, spends his time getting people to work together through sheer force of hatefulness, expresses missing how Aradia used to be through the lens of complaining about ghost robot Aradia, gets pissed off at John for no reason, various other things, Fruity Rumpus Asshole Factory, etc.

I think all this is/could/should be a manifestation of some deepseated insecurities. He resents himself for failing, he resents his past self for being stupid and not listening to him, and his future self for talking down to him. He resents Sollux for being more skilled than him. He resents Aradia for dying. I think he feels very... what's the word... Dwelling-immobilized? He feels inadequate. Very not listened to. Very alone.

Again, not finished reading Homestuck, but, just some thoughts about The Cancerous Cancer-Causing Cancer

[smittenroses]

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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : To Give ❤ Featuring Rin (1.8k words) ◃◃ Previous track! || ⅠⅠ || You've reached the end, play again?▹▹ ↻ Masterlist

Fandom No Straight Roads Pairing Rin (white)/reader Chapter Summary How can he write the perfect song for her?

Music was the reason he was created, music was the reason he was given shape and sentience and the ability to share. It was his life’s mission, the blood that would run through his veins, the soul of his entire being.

Yet he stared at the pieces of paper scattered around the table in front of him, tapping on the varnish of the guitar on his lap. He had long since stopped counting the minutes and hours he had been sitting on the couch in the rumpus room but he knew that he had been there long enough to know that the sun was setting behind him, bathing him in an orange glow.

For a robot made to create music, it was surprisingly hard to do so when it wasn’t so… generic. Other songs had come easily to him; throw in some generic things that the fans liked, make a sexy dance that went along with it and then they had a hit song. There would still be some tweaking from Neon J between them and the stage, but it was still something. When it came to writing for one person though? It was like the words didn’t want to flow out onto the page.

Were there even words that would be able to describe the maid as she was? Princess was… she was beyond words now. He knew that she was beautiful, smart, and caring, but even those seemed far too tame to put onto the paper. There had to be better words, ones that could better describe them.

Picking up the guitar, he strummed a few notes he had put down. He knew what music he wanted behind the words; soft, slow, something that one would play on a date one one-on-one, but even as he picked the strings, listening to the melody as he hummed along, any words that came to the front of his mind were shredded in the trash bin before they could leave his mouth. “Even teenagers are able to do this…” Letting his head lull forward as he huffed, he could hear the others doing something off in another part of the house.

Glancing up at the scorch mark on the wall, he hoped that they wouldn’t cause further damage. They had yet to find the wallpaper that would match the one already there.

Going from the music on the sheets to absent-minded strumming, Rin ran some programs in his head as he did so. The weight of the guitar kept him grounded in the real world, stopping him from wandering into the vast endless void of his code so that he knew what was going on around him. He could get lost in it for days, weeks even, if he wasn’t careful, but the guitar made him feel human enough to keep his feet on the ground.

Princess’s voice drifted down the hallway and he stopped, listening. He couldn’t hear the exact words she said no matter how hard he focused, the limits of his robotic hearing being reached, but he could hear the melody and the way she talked, sagging his shoulders slightly as it faded.

“She’ll be around here more…” He muttered, strumming a few scales. He had to get used to the fact he would be hearing her voice more often now; after the fans had become more aware of her presence around them, some had begun to be a bit too boy-crazy. After the third time a fan had harassed her at her own home and gone after her car, Neon J had moved her into the mansion for now with her approval.

He got to see her all day, every day.

Footsteps drew closer to where he was and he raised his eyes enough to see a pair of shoes he didn’t recognise, allowing his eyes to travel further up, scanning each and every part of the newcomer until he got to her face. “Hello, Princess.” Just like it was strange to have her in the mansion after her job was over, Rin wasn’t used to the fact he saw the maid in her normal clothes, too. The others had mentioned that they had seen her in her normal clothes a few times, but it was different in person.

Frankly, she looked better than any of the memories that they had shared with him, watching as she fidgeted with something behind her back.

“You look gorgeous.” There was no better word to describe her in that moment other than gorgeous, but he was sure that he probably could’ve said so in any language he wanted and yet none would be able to fit the beauty that laid before his eyes. As she sat beside him, she seemed careful to hide the thing behind her body, watching as her eyes glanced over the papers.

“It looks like you’ve been busy,” she smiled and though most would want to pick up the music sheets to read them over, knowing how to read them or not, he liked the fact she kept her hands away from them, undisturbed, unlike other people in his life. “What’re you playing?”

That was right, he didn’t have a title for the song yet. As much as it was an untitled song, it was one about her, but ruining the surprise was to remove the genuine reaction she would give when he finally played it for her, so he shrugged. “Thinking about it…” His fingers played some scales again, letting his hand and fingers glide over the neck of the guitar. “Though I may pick something to serenade you with under starlight.”

Old programming died hard, but noting that her gaze fixated on him, he placed the guitar down on the floor next to him, turning his body to her. Sitting there, so sweet, it took him by surprise when she produced a simple white bag from behind her, a bow decorating the string handles as she held it out to him. Scanning it before he took it, he surprised himself by how gentle he was taking it, even for his standards, fingers tracing the edges of the bag before he lifted it from her fingers.

Why was he so hesitant to open a gift from her?

He couldn’t see inside the bag with how it was tied, looking between the bow and the Princess herself before he untied it, prying the top of the bag open to reveal tissue paper. Laughing as he pulled out the tissue paper, he fixated his eyes on her “Lots of nice packaging for a gift, prince… ess…” Looking down at what laid in the bottom of the bag, folded neatly, it was like all the sense in his coding scrambled for a moment, reaching inside as he felt the silk underneath his fingers.

There was no mistaking it as he pulled the scarf out from the bag, unfurling it as he looked at the intricate detailing. “There’s no way…” It really was it, even down to the way the beads at the ends felt.

“Neon told me how much the scarf meant to you,” Princess smiled, reaching out to pluck the scarf from his hands, “when I saw it in the store, I thought of you.” She wrapped the scarf tenderly around his neck, the embroidered flowers scratching against his silicon flesh.

It wasn’t the scarf that he had been given at his first show after his sentience, but it held its own memory with it. If he were a human, he knew that tears would stream down his face at the feeling that loomed in his chest like a thousand fireworks, but, a robot couldn’t cry, a robot couldn’t shed tears as his body held none, but, even he could feel the shake of his voice as he whispered, “Thank you…”

His system was overloaded with different emotions, but they all came together when he saw the maid begin to rise from her seat beside him, reaching out a hand to stop her. His fingers wrapped around her wrist, and he tugged her back down to the couch, listening to her let out a gasp at the contact.

And when she looked back at him, there would never be music in the world that would ever be perfect enough for her. The perfect muse, the princess of his eyes.

“Stay?” Was all he was able to pull from his speakers, his thoughts not catching up to what he was saying before he coughed. “I’d like for you to be my audience, please?”

And the princess made herself so pretty at the end of the couch, her back pressed against the cushions, waiting for him as he picked back up his guitar. “You know,” she said, voice flowing like honey in the air, “I’ve never had someone play for me before.”

He had never played specifically for others before, either — he didn’t count Yinu and the times he had been made to find her bedtime lullabies as he had been ordered to — but this was different, looking at her, he wanted to spoil her in any way he could. Glancing at the music sheets on the table, he began to play.

Compared to their electronic music, it was unique to come from the acoustics of the guitar. It was warm and cosy at the same time, like a crackling fire place in a winter’s night in a cabin while it snowed; he may not have seen snow, it warmed his circuits enough to see her smile as he played.

She was the first to hear this song, she was the first to—.

A loud noise was heard and he barely registered the pop-up in his vision letting him know that his silicon skin had been broken, staring at the string that had snapped on the guitar. “I must’ve been a bit too harsh,” he laughed, trying to relieve some of the tension that floated in the air, but instead of hearing anything bad, he heard the sound of clapping, raising his gaze from the guitar to the princess sitting across from him, a smile so wide across her face he swore her cheeks would split.

“That was wonderful!”

That was a recording he would be playing several times over.

“I know this is a bit out of the blue,” Rin said, “but, what do you want the most in the world?”

Her hands came to a stop, folding in her lap as she let herself think, though, as she finally answered, Rin couldn’t help but agree with every word she said. “I’d want to be able to keep doing this with you guys for as long as I live.”

And for as long as she lived, Rin knew that he wanted to make sure that every day was one where she smiled.

And he knew the others would do the same as he began to remove the string from the guitar, locking the memory in a forever folder. “I think that’s a wonderful answer.”

And he would give her the entire world to make sure that she was forever happy.

He would do it just for her.

[dawniedrella]

Hey there! I'm the person you drew for for the Robot Rumpus secret santa, haha-- just wanted to send you a personal thank you!! Time Man looks so cool in your style, I love it!! Hope you're having a good day!

you’re welcome!! Hope the sides of your blanket are warm!!

[cuttlefishebooks]

Secret santa i did for this years robot rumpus

[rockmiyabideusexmachina]

2023 MEGA MAN SECRET SANTA SIGNUPS ARE NOW OPEN! LISTEN!!

🎵I never made AI art, only draw gift art Makes me more respected Call me Doc Cossack I create catchy bots Splashy's art is cute, and her dA group's too Told her invite her friends Gon' ride my sleigh, drawin' all night, Cosplayin' dude who looks like Dr. Light...🎵

Yo bro, why are you doing this?

Well, it's that time of the year. Not quite Halloween, not quite Christmas, but every mall still has both decorations all over the place. So that means it's time to sign up for this year's Mega Man Secret Santa (aka Robot Rumpus) event!

As always, we host the event with the group gallery on deviantArt. However, as a change this year, we are opening up signups to everyone, regardless if you have a dA account or not.

For those here on tumblr wanting to participate, that do not belong to dA, please read over the group journal with full event rules first.

Then, you can either message myself or @skycompass with your wishlist. By joining in, you give us the permission to upload your gift art to the group gallery, for all to see.

You have from today until the end of the day on November 15th to message us with your wishlist. That gives you basically 2.5 weeks to decide if you want to participate this year.

Any questions, feel free to drop us a note.

Hope to see a lot of both new and friendly faces this holiday season!

[dunedragon]

Hey! I wanted to let you know about this really fun event for mega man fans. It’s called robot rumpus, it’s a Secret Santa exchange for mega man fans across all the games (Classic, X, Battle Network, etc.) Sign ups for this year just opened, it’s hosted on DA but I believe they’re accepting people off DA as well. Thought you might be interested.

That sounds really fun! I don't have a DA account though, and I'm not sure where to go or search, but I'll reply here in case people are interested :D

[thinkbolt]

Gumby in Robot Rumpus (Clokey, 1956) - dir. Art Clokey MST3K version

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SDCC 2023: AWA will host its first panel with Mark Russell and Axel Alonso to talk Rumpus Room

SDCC 2023: AWA will host its first panel with Mark Russell and Axel Alonso to talk Rumpus Room #SDCC #SDCC2023 #SDCC23

Join Eisner-winning comic creator Mark Russell and AWA Chief Creative Officer Axel Alonso as they discuss Russell’s highly-anticipated next release, Rumpus Room, at San Diego Comic-Con on Saturday, July 22, 2023.  WHO: Mark Russell (NOT ALL ROBOTS, BILLIONAIRE ISLAND), Axel Alonso (Chief Creative Officer, AWA), and Chris Arrant (Editor-in-Chief, Popverse) WHAT: Join Eisner-winning comic creator…

[mst3kgifs]

I bought this with the royalties from an earlier short.